Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

Helix of Despair (Reliouria).

The presence of madness, which leads the world to doom.

Its nucleus (core), created by the evil god Daxtum, manipulates his destiny. Despite his betrayal shortly after defeating the nucleus that destroys the spiral of despair, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) does not even try to blame it.

It's just that with a sharp gaze, the redhead's - it was a lot shorter - just shoot through the empress.

"That's very kind of you."

"What? I have to admit I lost. After that, even if you can turn out untrained, will you be in trouble?

"I agree."

The right fist unleashed by Verga circles Valtrude's cheek.

The Virgin exchanges words with the Empress, distorting her splendid appearance. Even though there was anger there, the surprise was without fine dust.

That attitude. No, are you satisfied with your readiness? Verga pulls her fist with a lewd smile.

The biggest battle is over.

But that didn't seem like the last fight. Between the two, there is an overflow of warfare comparable to that.

"Would you have enjoyed it enough already? It's time for you to return your son-in-law."

"Say what. Not yet. So does Kite and Yuri's growth, acorns have kids, and with Yut it's all about fun for the rest of your life."

"... hateful."

"I won't give you Yut."

"Then I'll only take it."

Even though it hurts, the beauty has not been compromised, Valtrude.

More like a child than usual, but the sluttiness remains the same, Verga.

Between the two of us, tension grew.

The Hellenonian God, who was educating the evil demigod, is still falling asleep in the junction of the positive octahedral created by the gods. The elimination of the spiral nucleus of despair has eliminated the fluctuations of madness, but I guess the effects are serious.

Very, very unlikely we could stop Verga.

And that's the same with the other gods.

"Heavenly Grass Brave, we must return"

"... that's right"

Yut, who was nailing consciousness to Valtrude and Verga, understands things with words from the Zeras God.

Blue covenant between the gods of good and evil (Brewers). The spiral of despair repelled, an exception to it that forbade intervention on earth.

I still don't know if it's completely doomed, or if it's just a return to the prisons of the gods, but I'm sure the time has come for us to leave the earth.

"I can't thank you enough for this achievement. It will surely pay off."

"No, I don't mind that..."

Besides, more than that, Yuut demands that Verga take me back too.

Besides, the god of knowledge tried to answer...

"Useless."

- No way, opposition popped out of my body.

"I'll send her to heaven."

"You tell me."

To Valtrude, who says confidently, Verga answers with an extra grin.

"Besides, I guess there's something about Verga that means we have a reward"

"So if my concubine refuses to return to heaven..."

Maybe the clash between the gods of good and evil will erupt.

"It sucks..."

It sucks, but I can't help it.

"I understand. I'll take care of this."

"Uhm. Nice to meet you."

Zeras, the god of knowledge, nods loudly and looks to the god of Riya.

Say hello to Dr. Acorn.

No way, I have not imagined that thanks to Acorn, the power of the goddess of beauty and art has increased, and I have been able to maintain this write-breaking juncture, etc. I don't think deeply that it's just a greeting, and Yut nods lightly.

So Satisfied Riya God once again took the brush and unwrapped the world of writing.

The monochromatic world gradually diminishes and returns to the plains where Ray Cruz worked the massacre.

By then, all gods had already disappeared.

The only thing that stays the same is the Blessed Virgin and Empress. Both are crawling through the gap.

"Ha. Not if you're looking"

Yut retrieves the surviving spell document, even if it is covered in mucus, and confirms the remaining spell.

I don't want to know exactly what caused this, but I do. Then you have to do something about yourself, which is the cause.

It's like it's still all over the mucus, but I can't stand it. Yut's about to jump under the two of us.

"Oops. That's it, Yut."

- Larsia intercepted me.

He still lost one leg, but to that extent the meadow race (Magner) remains the same.

Larsia smiled slightly and deliberately and stopped Yut.

It just didn't mean harassment either.

"Why, stop it?"

"Yut...... You're gonna take Val's side."

"That's right."

Don't take it for granted, Yut replied in a grumpy manner.

Then Larsia shrugs her shoulders and shakes her head if you don't understand.

Unexpectedly, Yut asks what he shouldn't do.

"It's natural to take Val's side, right?

"Well, either way, I'm saying there will be remorse."

"Yut. Rarely, Larsia is right. This time, you better let him like it."

"Even though I'm a party..."

Larsia, as well as Exile, will have to give up.

"It's okay, Yut. Believe everyone you love."

"Uh-oh."

It must have reminded me of a verbal complaint (...) to the fakes of the statues created by the spiral of despair. Yut gets bored with embarrassment.

"That's right, Alcia. I won't forgive you..."

"Oh...... It's the exact style of going through the steeple."

Larsia and Exile make their faces stick in battle.

It should be noted that Yona, who is likely to say that she will attack both of them and shut them up because she is so feeble - was on that Arussian back again, losing her mind. Fortunately.

"... I don't know what you're talking about, but let's cure the injury"

Exactly. The Miracle is out of stock.

For this reason, a defensive spell to lift the curse and so on was combined with a healing spell on the high staircase to administer the treatment.

paradoxically, but would have expected it to be possible, and the gods would not have made a hand out of it either.

In anticipation of the healing of Valtrude as well as Verga.

"Healing up to the concubine is a very sweet thing again."

Returning to the original world, Verga sarcastically says, leaning in the light of one day.

It just didn't go as far as my hair, but all the trauma is healing.

"Something in trouble if it's not in perfect condition"

But that irony doesn't make sense to Alcia.

Stare straight at the red-haired empress with dark brown eyes and explain that it's for us.

"Because you need Val to do it with no excuse"

Straight slapped, for real.

Jonah, entrusted to Exile, reacts with a tingle.

Actually, are you awake, or was the Exile holding Jonah barometric pressure? Or was it so harsh that you reacted even when you were asleep?

The truth is not obvious, but its radiant will was sufficient to attract Verga's consciousness.

"Surely, you were also the wife of your son-in-law. If that's all you have to say, you can join us, right?

"I don't want to be a part of Val."

Just cut it off, and Arcia moved away from the two of them.

Finally, Valtrude - to your childhood friend, pour out your gaze of trust.

The diocesan knight, who returned a nod to it, once again faced the evil demigod.

"First, you can hit me with one shot."

"... what are you going to do?

"Earlier, we healed together for the preemption. It's a new division."

"I see."

When he was good at it, Verga nodded.

You also seem impressed with that grand behavior.

"So, do you want to do it"

Hanging out, Verga stepped out a long time ago, as if to go for a walk.

And don't hesitate to hit Valtrude in the cheek with his right fist.

It doesn't matter, like cheekbone or tooth stiffness.

I can't even think of anything like worrying about hurting my fist.

Not to mention the impossibility of admiring and shying away from their grand behavior...... etc.

With all my might, I squeezed all my strength and let go of my fist.

Weight as well as jealousy - yes, jealous jealousy jealousy - on board, smashing the enemies of uncluttered heaven.

From a remote place to the yuts sipping and watching, I heard the sound of Bachin.

Valtrude's beauty is distorted. If Riya God were on the spot, he'd be so angry that it was blasphemy for beauty.

"More powerful than earlier?

"For what is no longer unintentional, is the deduction familiar?

"I see..."

Valtrude shakes one head.

"That makes sense."

At the same time as acknowledging the other's point, the Holy Virgin of Helenonia also waves her fist.

However, the aim is not Verga's face.

Belly.

Fold your elbows and try to stick them up from the bottom to aim around your liver.

It is decided beautifully and folds into the letter in which Verga turns his body. Even though it was shorter, a luxurious redhead appeared.

"I started hitting each other with my bare hands..."

I don't deny that this is a fight for me.

If that means getting closer to a solution, let's also accept the feeling of helplessness that we have no choice but to bypass.

"But it's not what I imagined..."

I thought the Horse Sword of Heaven (White Knight) and the example Wang Tin would meet in a changed Sickle. Sure, bare hands are safer......

"Hey, it's too vivid"

Even while Yut laments that he doesn't know how to handle it, the Virgin and the Empress bump into each other with the will and the will. As I said, one shot at a time, alternating.

"That's Val's operation, too. No, to each other?

"Operation?"

"Yes. Val and Verga are almost out of resources."

"... so?"

Healing health doesn't help how many spells you use.

And the spiral of despair was not the kind of opponent that could leave room.

Still, we have to settle on this occasion now.

Settlement, not physically, but mentally, has to yield.

So I used a bare hand where emotions were conveyed straight.

"For wearing armor, it's a light fist"

"Is it not fair to say that the weight of your fist is the weight of your thoughts, etc?

"Suppose I told you?

"You can't even defeat Larsia, like Verga's fist."

The two laugh Ni as they bleed from the edge of their mouths.

Moves at the same time as the moment.

Bisi and I heard the sound of cutting the atmosphere, fists blushing their cheeks.

"Oh, don't you want to hurt your face?

"Whatever. I'm not the only one."

"Ooh, ooh. It's like I caught it on my face."

"Are you jealous?

"My son-in-law kept it for the beauty of her concubine, didn't she?

"Let it soak."

Don't say it like I chose just my face - the protest, naturally, doesn't arrive.

Now the two of them joined hands as if to do a power comparison.

"But it's a strange thing"

"Well, it's odd."

Ripple, neither pull nor rest in hollow.

"I don't feel hatred, like I did then"

"Nothing, I'm not admitting it."

At that time - isn't it because Yut was caught by Verga, as he did when he fought in Folio-Farina? There was no burning hatred in Valtrude's heart.

Verga is the same, jealousy does not hate.

"Maybe we fought together and got emotional."

"I don't deny it..."

With that said, Valtrude pushes explosively in and releases a mid-kick.

A sharp kick pierces Verga's flank - on the verge, the smaller Verga swings down his left arm elbow and pinches it with his left foot knee.

It's an acrobatic move, but that doesn't end there.

Release your hands and look up at your body. As you rebelled, you kicked Valtrude's chest out with your remaining right leg. Keep it up, the Cathedral Knight blows up in the air. It's a force I can't imagine coming from that little body.

"But you can't."

"Oh. No."

"Mine, ours"

"Take it away"

"Give in, etc. -"

"- You can't possibly do it"

A kicked ass Valtrude cuts a dragonfly in the air and puts his fist up in heaven.

"Kite, Yuri. Give me strength."

Thinking of my son's face, Valtrude clenched his fist.

Win.

For the kids. To the children, to be worthy, proud people - win.

"Hang on to the concubine... win"

The exhilaration when I first met Yut.

Meise overlaid with dreams.

Absolutely, Verga also held his fist, along with the belief that there was only Yut.

"I'm sick and tired of seeing your face."

"It's mutual."

Two people holding their fists shook it up and shone through the universe.

"Vergah!"

"Valtrude Istassu!"

Calling each other names, hitting each other's will.

A blow that did all of its own stuck them in the face.

For a moment, everything stands still.

A moment passed that could be forever...... the first thing that moved was Verga.

"Huh. Never again."

Red-haired empress fluttering and out of balance in the air.

"If you had a chance to win, just the first time. Just the first time I hadn't had Yut."

"I know a hundred of them."

Therefore, he tried to be Yut's first woman in hypnosis.

But Verga doesn't feel defeated.

While falling from the air to the ground, I can even afford to overlap that with my own situation to divulge a lewd bitterness.

"Well, good."

That's not the end of it.

Until the end comes, I'm not losing.

This is still only in the middle of a long, long battle.

Fighting doesn't have to keep winning from start to finish. Finally, as long as we win at the end of the day, that's fine.

And the evil demigod, disappeared.