Gang of Yuusha

"So when you drink zombie potion, you become a living corpse?

Lorelei paid the coffin ceiling by hand, sitting back and legs together, taking care not to get his long skirt dirty.

It would be illegitimate if he were to take those who sleep under his butt as the dead, but Shoji rubbed his right shoulder loose without paying attention and continued to explain in nostalgia for the past.

"It was originally for surgery. Makes you lose your senses and invites you into a coma. Neuropathy as an element of the degenerative system? During the war, a mortally wounded person drank it and passed away in peace without pain. Even a guy who's screaming in severe pain sleeps when he's awake. It had to be administered every certain hour, and it was named Zombie because of its tragic life-killing appearance. I think there was an alias, but you forgot."

"Why don't you usually just drink a restorative potion?

"It's your daughter. If we're going to cure fatal injuries, we need hyposition. They don't distribute to very disposable soldiers. This guy has a low unit price. It was like a mixture of sleeping pills and nutrients, which also served as food for wounded soldiers. In addition, impurities may be mixed. It's also commonly used for poisoning suicides."

The band, who casually picked roses, also remembered the grief, his eyes narrowed as he pressed his finger belly against the stem's stomach.

"Hmm...... so come on, what about these people?

Not until I'm in an empty nest.

Unexpectedly, having smelled the conspiracy, Shoji put his thumb on his cheek, often silent, but the answer is lucid.

"I don't know, we should think we're at rest for a reason... but we're bandits, and we didn't know what happened to the landlord. Young women are a fine asset. Naturally, I'm gonna steal it."

"What, a big kidnapping and a sex slave route? I don't know, me."

"... just to show my gratitude. Right. I'll give you a break for one head, a million idols or so. If you can't pay, I'll let you borrow it with city money or I'll mediate with the water business... but if you really don't like it, I'll throw it down the valley bottom of this" Ghost Road "and make you return it."

Was Shoji's proposal such a bad story that the gangs raised and lowered their jaws with a cheap trick?

When it was decided so, it was also quick to act - Shoji opened the coffin and retrieved the women, placing them flat in one place without any particular emotion. The band pulls out one by one in turn from the top, defining ornaments such as rings and necklaces worn by sleeping women, and pounding anything that might be of value into a hemp bag.

Dordo was going to put the selected female body back in the coffin, but he cuddled the three of them into the empty box he had collected and pushed them into the cucumber. It's for easy taking home later. Improve so Stark can connect and tow the rock mill and numerous coffins with the ropework in front of him.

Lorelei half-eyed as he let his legs hang out, something with which he was silently stealing.

"Darlings, it's pragmatism... isn't treating the" captive beauties ”too badly? It's not an article."

"Lorelei, this is just business. Even a man who slept does the same thing. Men and women have nothing to do with it. Don't slap me in the mouth, you work too."

"Heh."

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Leschia floated lightly - remembering a hive box of bees (bees) as she flew freely through the sky.

A peek inside the lattice reveals the noisy appearance of a huge number of bees flying around.

A phenomenon similar to that of the scenery is rolling in front of us. It is Rayce's collective that makes dots in the air, becomes a running stream, becomes a black shadow and is stupid.

The group that danced and danced through the air became a herd, turning it into a great tsunami. He tries to swallow himself by playing the sound of a deaf feather. If you touch it, you probably have no life. It becomes a corpse sucked up and dried up.

"Out of the way!

Rotated his hips and kicked a double hit - crushing the turbulence of death with the force of the 'industry leg'. Many of the skeletons that were forming the shape of men are crushed by the pressure ejected by distortion of the air layer. Manipulating gravity was Reschia's qualities, but somehow he can put force on both legs and fly them in the designated direction.

So I somehow thought that my personality was expressed as an ability to be strictly repulsive - that as a person I should live freely.

Anyway, I don't have a problem smashing them.

Unleashed from the restraint of weight, as fast as the wind.

You can ram your opponent and kick him to death.

"'It's a spinning fire.'"

The polar flame magic cast by the mage Sheila blew up.

Fire broke out to sew the gap between the houses. The chanting of the ghost magician and the glowing demonic light of the junction. The junior undead is burned without exchanging in a fierce battle where the force fields collide.

In the capital of the dead (Horned Land), a few dozen metres down the foot, the number of dead supplied increases. Members of the Silver Light Blade (Torch the Blade) have responded, but it is the English Spirit who is troublesome.

There are some fierce men.

Some magicians and royal palace braves (Guardian Bravers) who would be weaker than they were before.

Keelnil still has a heavy load, so I have to deal with him myself.

"Take!"

A ghost knight on horseback - no, half a horse (Centaur)?

Barely squeezed a stormy blow using two long spears. I have as much back length as a knight on board. Nearly three meters? It also has feathers to fly through the air, but since it can surface as the nature of the deceased, it won't make sense.

Only the upper body but a heavy knight wearing armor, but the lower body is an ambitious military horse.

"Bilgeboard for 'Integration'"

"Huh, oh... it's Leskia from" Industry Legs ""

I didn't expect to be named, so when I named him back, I even heard the sound of Kapo Po and Hitsumi. Is it because of increased awareness of the dead? Are we getting closer to the present world? He was transparent and his voice was still blurred, but he was the voice of a skilled and sinister man.

The crest of the Medal (Knight) is engraved on the chest.

It looks familiar. It's something of a nature I don't want to see on this occasion. Jihad Medal awarded to the Brave Men of the Royal Palace (Guardian Braver) or the Holy Knight.

There were no fingers at the tip of either arm - or it would have been integrated with a long spear.

The creation of unusual demons, but they must be human beings. There is no sign of a disastrous demon.

From directly below, you can hear the roar of intense sorcery and the noise of the sword trident.

I looked at the gap and thought I'd go help, but the struggling members are retreating with jizz as they understand the struggle and create a line of defense. Disadvantaging the volume battle. Whatever it is, defeat it or defeat it, there is no stopping it because the enemy springs up infinitely. Even to defeat Aristia, the surgeon, she is swallowed up by the deceased and no longer found.

Confronting sub-knights are also unconscionable.

There's plenty of room for stand-ups, and there's style in the translucent crust.

"Can I ask you a question? I don't think this amount of dead people can resurrect... what do you think there?

"This is the capital of the dead. The structured structure opens the door to the other shore. I suppose the bereaved have made us a perishable place, but it has become an enemy flower. We can call the other side's men."

I didn't expect you to answer, but I was an out-of-the-box, intelligent voice.

Is it to bring in one-on-one, or even a trick to restrain other ghosts?

In fact, the sub-knights were shooting out some ghosts during the march. Maybe he's just indifferent.

"Some legions follow the charisma of the English Spirit."

"That's what happens."

If I have a weak desire for resurrection, do some wish to resurrect the hero of my lifetime?

Not surprisingly.

"What, you want to come back so bad? You're an ex-Royal Brave, too, aren't you? Aren't you proud or something?

"I was just watching. Besides, things have changed for a while now. Even if the Lord does not worry, he will soon return to darkness."

"Huh?"

"The treasure is stolen and the Demon King is approaching. I'm just going to exercise in your affordability. [M] It's been a long time since I've been able to show up... only once more, I want to challenge the king in time... forgive me, because I'm untrained"

An unpleasant noisy spirit (Poltergeist).

It's unclear what you're saying, but he's willing to challenge the fight even though it has nothing to do with it. The chaos felt deeper because it even appeared in the spirits of the bystanders.

"Ha!

The subhuman knight, who raised the tear, turns to the side and runs like a stream.

For a moment, I thought you were on the run, but you weren't. Because it mixes high and low in the air, swirls with turbulence, and packs the distance.

This is a runaway.

It's a belly buildup that increases speed and unleashes a blow with increased momentum.

I couldn't help but move Leskia, who I guessed.

You can't literally eat a single cavalry assault (Lance Attack) while you're standing still. Explore points of contact with each other while similarly diseased.

Only integration becomes a division between life and death. While identifying the opponent, Reskia runs, but ahead of time, a flying kick move. Pointing the pressure of the "Legs of the Industry" that became one lump - the Rigid Spear is shaken for a long time, and the power of the Brave is pierced.

A pully object was born at the cutting edge, like jelly, but the spear is lowered and dropped to the ground.

The fallen end was the house, which crumbled and collapsed.

I didn't lose my power. Once they took it in, they just threw it away.

"That's 'integration'!

So everything sticks to what you want.

So those hands and lower body - you can't even imagine. The opponent is an enemy. Killing emotions, Leskia confronted herself head-on to her gigantic body. The height difference is twice different. Skin is struck with fright and violence. The meeting of the moment is not the world of seconds.

Two pairs of pointy spears winding a storm were protruded from the top. Immediate death attack of the trinity of propulsion, rigid arms and horse muscle strength. Pierce through Reschia's light attire and flesh out to despair. A delicate spear judgment without precipitation is on the verge of breaking the woman's soft chest.

"Colour!"

Sulu, Reskia slipped downwards.

I'm not weak either. There was no preliminary motion for body judgment either. Leskia slipped under the legs of the horse, even though her muscles weren't moving, turning behind the subhuman knight.

Pressure manipulation - Quality moves itself, even if it hardly moves.

There's no such thing as the identity of a secret move, it's a toe.

Talk about putting pressure on the golden leg armor and just pulling the flesh.

"Goodbye."

He kicked the defenseless back and slammed the sub-knight against the rock wall. Flying like a rubber ball, the subhuman knight buried in the rock finally moved his chisel and helmet, looking to the floating Resquia, but his neck snapped and dropped.

"I'm sorry. I'm so good at air warfare... they call me Earth and Heaven. Well, I guess my uncle was caught off guard because I'm a little girl. By the way, when you get distracted, you float while sleeping, and when you're not feeling well, you have to put on weight and sleep, so it's tough."

"Captain, whoa!

"Yes, yes!

When I raised my voice and looked down, thinking the call was a distress request, the stone capital had almost collapsed. The crew is waving and calling in the burning field. The appearance of the Reyes, who should have been in large numbers, is diminished, and each of the ghosts returns to the vortexed gate.

So much so that it was a lie to be naughty.

Leskia turned her legs and landed softly.

Three avant-gardes, including Rudofin, are still fighting Skeleton, but are in a state of well-being. Sheila cried from the side. The magician with the torrid hat complains with tears.

"I thought I was going to die. Oh, I really don't... there was also my master's master or something. I burned the whole thing... too much punishment, I can't go to the grave anymore"

"Yeah, right. I've defeated about three seniors, too, so it's each other. So, the majority and the number are down, why?

"I don't know. It suddenly disappeared like a tide."

Sweaty Keelnil had a tailored ghost neck as he breathed roughly, but raised his voice softly. The principals I held disappeared. Disappointed and drop shoulders. I'm just a kid. I guess he was going to show off his loot.

"... Captain, Mr. Priest, I'm upset"

Zooey, the daughter of the jumpsuit, who is the party's retriever, points a short knife at her.

There was still Aristia with her hands on her face and her eyes open, who had led the Necromancer around her. He shook his mouth as a mess, staring at the Leschians with suspicion and suspicion, but he took the Leiths, who were still ten, and flew towards the basement cathedral fluttering.

"I'm going after you!

"Captain, say it's early. Yeah!

Ignoring the screams of the members, only Leskia ran like a bullet.

It's the same for her to be able to fly. A little faster than running, but gliding away without walking the stone stairs.

At any rate, we should have defeated Aristia.

If it damages, a tragedy will arise.

The majestic doors of the underground cathedral open. Colored stained glass and blowout holes. A line of faded but refined decorative columns and statues of saints offering prayers.

An iron door leads to the hall behind it. It's wide enough to allow organizations to move around at the main door.

When Leskia running through the sky finally caught up with Aristia's back, she was distracted by the sight that was not close to the place and stood by forgetting the situation.

Because there were three men and one girl, somewhat muddy and hard-working, pushing the magic conductor machine.

"Yabe, Stark! They found out! Hurry!"

"It's heavy what you're dragging! Push, push! If you climb it, it's this way!

Doo-doo, the motor sounds all the way.

The caterpillar that was biting the rock spins - dozens or so of coffins tied and longitudinally lined with rope, disappearing one after another across the cave. Many human arms stick out of the edge of the coffin and extend because people are boxed.

"Ah, you guys! What are you doing! Ha, ha, you are... Quick Dear Brave (Street Braver) on the corner... Oh, yeah. You've been spotting my plan from the beginning... so this is how you came from the back!

Aristia, who had her eyes open to the sight that was too unusual, also remembered her anger. When he was angry at the hatred, the man in the leather jacket - Shoji, with his sick eyes, turned around, and after discovering the nesting Leskia, he snapped his jaw "ugh," he tried to respond vigorously, rubbing his voice upwards.

"Huh, eh? Ah, ah... ah, of course. I've had everything figured out from the start, haven't I?