Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

"Damn, sickness!

"I'm telling you I'm persistent, human!!

Windy sickles and dragon demon swords cut together.

The magic of physical strengthening, the sea shore, and the Wentos of the demonic tribe who presided over the wind, were competing at speed.

"" Moon Ice "!!"

"Gu, Leo, Ng, Hart. Ooh!!

In the meantime, while one step inferior to their speed, the Aether Knight cuts to Wentus.

The magical blow of the ice is unleashed on a revolution reminiscent of the circle and moon.

Eaten by frozen ice fangs, Wentus turns his angry shapes to Leonhardt, the knight of the sky.

"'Dragon Claw/Dragon Crow'!!

Flame slaughter that boasts a calorie equivalent to the flame emitted by the Fire Dragon.

Three nail-like scars are engraved on Wentos, who slowed his movement to a freeze spread from the incision.

"Gu, is ahhhhh!!

It eats attacks over lethal amounts, and even the pinnacle of a boulder title raises a groan of bitterness.

"Damn... but buy some time"

Leonhardt grumbled to throw up and throw away looking at the sight.

Flesh that captures and regenerates the wind within the mire. If you give it a direct hit, but it plays, it doesn't make sense.

"Then you don't even have to give it time to regenerate!

Against the dragon's demon sword, it stood as if it were a war.

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(I don't know... the truth about dragons that people don't understand, is this the Dragon Language (Drago Lore)!!)

The great sorcery once shown by Norn, the peak magician who set certain conditions and eliminated the lack of magic.

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Guillaume, and the eyes of the sea shore capture Wentos.

That body, it had already finished regenerating.

"Dragon Language (Drago Lore)," he said?... what the heck, if you have one like that, you can use it first!

Wentus shakes up the sickle of the wind as he scatters the sickle around him. Leonhardt is wary of the plot. I saw it in a battle once, Wentus' skill moves.

The depth that gathers the wind and releases it with slaughter.

The wind slaughtered all the sickles, and the sickles swirled like storms.

Eat that one, there won't be a single pile, it'll be over.

"My ancestral ice sperm, Glassdine, manifest it in his name -"

Leonhardt, jumping on a black Krukel who had just rushed in, pulled out the demon sword glacerato and he danced out in front of Wentos and the sea shore.

"'Icewall' huh!!

It is the wall of ice that is unleashed. The ice walls spread around Leonhardt isolate Wentus and Leonhardt.

"It's late, 'Wind Tooth Slash'!!

The wind that had been gathered by the sickle was unleashed at the same time as it was swung down.

The storm of slaughter that wrapped the sickle around its origins cuts and scrapes the walls of the ice and instantly collapses.

(Make my ice wall so easy,... BOTH!)

To the impending sickle, Leonhardt laid his sword on the sheath.

"Ha, you gave up!?

Wentus laughs when he sees Leonhardt nabbed him, and then turns to a stunned look.

"……… madness, or…"

"No way, it is!

Drop your hips, twist yourself, and reach for the pattern.

If the modern Japanese saw it, they would know it was a "living together" structure.

It took him three years, but I got to meet him, too.

Leonhardt smiled so refreshingly that if a woman had seen it, she would have graduated.

The moment, the sword flashes run.

"'Shadowy'... oh, I took it off"

"... Leonhardt... ugh"

The sickle storm that touched the sword flash scattered, and at the immediate foot of Wentos, the trace of the sword that tore the earth

A high-speed slaughter unleashed by his abode became a slashing wave, and he swept right next to Wentus and said:

Angry Wentus, that should do the same. Because I didn't hit the slashing wave right now unless I was going to hit it from Wentus.

Wentus, who thought he had his palms added, showed his anger shapes and the wind swirls around him.

"I can't defeat you with my gear right now. … but he seems to have a hand."

If Leonhardt looks behind him, there is the figure of the sea shore that finished the chant.

"'Dragon Costume Dragonic Rage' Huh!!

Eyes with anger were redder and brighter than blood.

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Terrachio left and the soldiers watching around boiled down.

The demons are still out there.

"Shit, it was too conspicuous.... Sylvia, put it away."

"Ah, oh.... Sir Dortani!

When Sylvia screams, a middle-aged giant in armor appears on a military horse. I also know Viscount Dortani McCulturton.

"Ha.... don't mess up the line!!

"Huh!?

Sir Dortani, who shouted with such a loud voice that his ears went crazy for a moment, glanced at the soldiers aligning as he panicked before coming down from the military horse.

Long time no see, my lord.

You're supposed to be hiding it for once, but you're supposed to be hitting on someone inside.

"Long time no see, Mr. Dollar. How did you know it was me?

"Ha ha, it's been three years since they say that.

I noticed the battle earlier, and with His Highness's passionate eyes. "

The carefree uncle knight drops the bomb with a grin.

"Become!?... Wow, I'm sober..."

"Uh... I don't know what else to do."

"And I had no choice."

You're turning your face bright red. Look at Sylvia. Nature and mouth connect.

Knock, knock.

... No, they're pulling.

A thin finger stretched out of my back picked my cheek and was pulling gently.

"Hi-hi-hoo?

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"Lilly,... what did you see? (...)"

"A very, very strong woman (human) is coming.... Yong, you're about to lose!

Though not as frightened as she was during the Basilisk, she was (...) anxious to see the future I would lose.

"I'm about to lose...... I mean when it comes to terrachio like...... grakiesta"

Get Lilyl Lee off my back. She nodded cocklessly, understanding what I was trying to say.

"Sylvie, you're gonna want to hear a lot about this, and I'm gonna explain a lot to you, but not now."

"Right, right.... Then come to the tent of Lieselion. So let's talk."

"Oops.... well... take this guy and run away"

Shah.

Pull out the double sword.

If you are saying that Lillie Lee is coming now (...), he will definitely come.

"... wait, what's going on? In the first place, that elf girl... -"

"Master's, a disciple as Norn (...)"

Sylvia's big blue eyes open even bigger.

"When she..." The Witch of Time "?

Sylvia stares at Lily with a sharp gaze.

Hide behind me like Lily was frightened by that gaze.

"Hey there, don't stare. You're beautiful, you're powerful."

Yeah. Probably didn't mean to stare. But the sight of Sylvia just narrows her eyes and looks at her.

"Bi, beauty!? ………

Apparently, she's exasperated by my words. Sylvia turns a bright red face. No, just don't stare. You're too pretty, aren't you?

Well, anyway, Lily, as Grandma's apprentice, fulfilled that minimum condition.

Perception of an out-of-popular crisis, that is, a sixth sense (Six Senses).

Grandma said that the sixth sense is the prediction of the future, and the prediction of the future is the alarm for the past sent by the future self.

Regarding the sixth sense, Lily had such talent that her grandmother, the witch of time, pushed her heartbeat.

When I was basilisk, my brain couldn't stand to faint from confusion about my ability to begin to wake up and fear of a desperate situation.

but after a few years (...) of training in just a few days, Lilllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

"Lilyl Lee saw (...). Grakiesta's coming."

Bite the words I said low, and Sylvia nodded.

"Sir Dortani, use the Magic Leader. Flip the whole army, get enough distance, and get ready to activate wide area magic."

"Yes.... What about Your Highness?

To Mr. Dollar's words Sylvia replied with a high sounding whistle.

"Sorry I'm late, princess"

You came to rely on Sylvia's whistle, and a white hairy Krukel runs over.

"If you're an ice user, it's in my favor, too.... Me and Leo are the blood muscles of the Spirit Glassdine. Not as good as Leo, but I can help."

Sylvia spanned Schwartz, a white-haired Krukel.

"My ancestor is Efried.... the head of the Flaming Elf."