Log Horizon

"Senior, I'm ahead of you."

"It's warming! Siloe."

There was a desolate garden in the air that protruded dozens of meters above the ground. The concrete is cracked, and thin, slight weeds glimpse through its gaps. It floated in a twilight crimson sky, it was still a figure of one ruin, too.

Strong winds pounding on the cheeks seem to come from all sides. In this world (Cerdesia), where few skyscrapers exist, the scenery from the "Tower of Calling" was rolling. Almost everything in Tokyo in the old world can be seen far beyond.

This building roof of the square had a truncated shape due to the absence of safety measures like fences and steps. Such an overwhelming spread that if you are a person with a fear of heights, you are likely to be unable to move.

As you can imagine, the Souzillows continued their belated battle against the Summoning Catastrophe (Tariktan) when the Shiloes came out of it.

"Thanks! Clear the rest, report."

Siloe sends a subsequent signal with one hand as she screams.

With that hand sign, the remaining eighteen members of the large-scale combat (Reid) team, pioneered by direct succession, advance to Tariktan like a serpent and form a formation.

The second is a group of six (Reid) organized for guerrilla defense purposes. Generic performance is higher than first (first) for long term restraint and annihilation combat in complete combination with enemy leaders, but inferior in defense, healing and relaying capabilities. Whether it's defense or attack, it's the Samurai profession that excels in instantaneous abilities. Souzillow kept me in battle for the time I've had with my player skills. That's not all, but we should still avoid any further burdens.

Support flies from Marielle to the main defenseman (direct successor) rushing forward. Reactive heel. The first shot will be held if the level is combined with the Minori's Barrier.

"Levels aren't that high. Normal attack is within expected range. Attributes are physics, that wand. Two things are troublesome. There's a mass attack that I don't understand."

"What's the range shape?

Nazna answers to Shiloe while sowzillowing "The Barrier", which she practiced enough not to be conscious but to be able to carry on. Because of the strong wind, conversations with each other tend to yell.

"I don't know. A purple thunderbolt ravaged around to induce. I'm the only one who helped us. But I was in much the same position as Souji!

(unrelated to distance? Random attack?)

Siloe keeps thinking as she adjusts the line in The Force Step.

"The damage is huge. Even Souji, who cut the trump card, nearly sank."

That was bad news.

The profession of "Samurai" (Samurai) is inferior to "Guardian" (Guardian) in its basic performance as a warrior. I can't equip a shield, and I tend to have lower attribute defenses. However, it greatly exceeds its ability to respond instantaneously instead. Instant Cut is a powerful stunt that completely dodges all attacks in a short amount of time, and Jungle Cloud Tasers can offset the attack itself and reduce damage by half. Knowing the battle at the Tea Party, Shiloe only said that the Soujiro was about to sink during the "Recirculation" activation, and he realized the harshness of the enemy's attack.

It is not unlikely that the front line will collapse if subjected to the same attack.

(Guard personnel's HP should be so diminished on the street)

I dared not compete with Marielle, but waited in the rear. Torah began his recovery around the seriously injured. "Reaction Activation Recovery" is high performance, but as its name suggests, it is a series of spells that automatically reacts to enemy attacks and recovers (but not completely) lost HP. To a rear guard opponent who has already lost a lot of HP following the damage, we just have to take care of it with normal healing spells. By combining the spells of "Heels" and "Healing Lights", Tora annoys the wounded members.

The response was arguably the right decision.

"Put it to sleep, all of it."

"Why would you do that! What is this sleep!?

It was a roaring voice.

Siroe nevertheless returns a response with hope as planned to the words that leak out of the monster's mouth. That was one of Siloe's covert aims. That's why Siloe had to come to this place.

Siroe was still not believed in all of the letters from Roe 2.

It is difficult to say that I understood enough from the contents before that.

Roe2 had warned me about the (classical disaster), but still, Shiloe was hesitant to cut it off without even discussing it. It may be harder to avoid a fight than this has happened, but then I wanted information at least.

"Put it to sleep, all of it."

"Is there no room to discuss it!

Every time Taliktan sifts a twisted wand, the shockwave goes wild and the floor coverings that are supposed to be concrete smash like a joke.

Glimpse into the eyes of "The Summoning Natural Disaster".

There was a small pupil glowing like a star on a pitch-black background.

The figure is like a magnificent summoner, but the expression is something else. I can only feel a flat, non-human reaction, more mechanical than an organism.

"It's the same as Kamaisal, this guy. I'm not just a pervert. I'm a pervert."

"Senior Shiro, I can't talk to you."

Siloe stared straight at a classic disaster, even as she was torn in the cheek by a shockwave like a flying bullet. Still, there's got to be a clue here. Siloe struggled but desperately tried to find it.

Tariktan also seeks Empathy (Empatheom).

The result is this sleep.

And as far as Sympathizer (Empatheom) is concerned, it is not energy in the narrow sense, even if it is a resource. The very fact that they don't make sense is evidence in a sense. With that one hand, Siloe approached the meaning of that letter just a little bit.

"Mr. Siloe, lightning on the report, pre-behavior -"

You could say that Reese's cry was brilliant.

Almost sensed the first monster attack, its preliminary motion.

But there was just not enough room to encourage evasive action. At the corner of his vision, he saw a direct line hoist, but the lightning strike seemed to bypass the direct line. Soujiro, Natai, Nazna, Akatsuki, etc. are pierced as they sew between the increased avant-garde at once.

"Siloe, about a hundred and eighty seconds......"

Nazna concludes the report while being slammed to the earth by the power of a thunderbolt.

It will not be a battle for as much as it takes to be attacked by this power in a row. If it's one hundred and eighty seconds, it's possible to push the force while recovering, but it doesn't seem to be able to take that operation either.

"Senior Shiro, don't be alarmed. He's calling reinforcements, too. Twist the rainbow light and say" Evergreen Moth "or" Lunar Raven "!

Unlike his recovery job, Souzillow, somewhat spared, dares to assault him resolutely as he tells Shiloe. Its special abilities were predictable. Ever since I confirmed the name of Summoning Catastrophe, and since the appearance of a large group of "ever-moths" in the city of Akiba. It was expected that the presence of some kind of reinforcement would be a mastermind. Almost all the monsters that the Siloes have now fought out in this dungeon, I guess the party ranked monsters are those called out by Tariktan.

Response measures are being considered.

I came here to check the battlefield, and I was sure.

The problem is we don't have time to explain it slowly.

"Third (Third), Hate, lower it! Direct line, Souji. Cither, get ready. We're moving."

"What do you do about moving, Mr. Siloe!? There's nowhere around here."

I feel guilty about the screaming dragon words.

Surely there is no escaping place in this place, a concrete garden that protruded into the air. In common sense, you're right.

"First (first), dense"

But I don't have time to elaborate on many of them, including Xiaolong.

If the Purple Thunderlight "Reuse Regulation Time" (recast time) is one hundred and eighty seconds, it should be considered to be consistent with the Summoning Reinforcements. At least, I can't afford to explain it slowly enough.

"Gentlemen, let's move to the battlefield. There is a chance. Believe me!" Adventurers, the power of the Jibuns. "

I had a gaze at Akatsuki, and I could tell he nodded loudly.

There's no way, I felt like I should.

Siloe mocks herself for being so worried until just now that it's cash. If only I knew what to do, apparently I wouldn't get lost. Either way, if that tower is a magic device, | the enemy needs to pull it off.

"Hate Exchange! Anchor Howl."

A running light stretches out of a sword raised high by a direct line, snatching something away from Souzillo's body. - "Hate Exchange". This stunt has the effect of exchanging his own Hate with his target buddies. After a pre-emptive strike, Souzillow, the second (second) main defender who supported the declaration of war, now inherited the occasional Hate.

I could see Tariktan's eyes, like a red star floating in a black bottomless swamp, spun a different shape as if to make a noise and stare straight at him.

"Excuse me, Mr. Marier"

When a direct heir, united by Tariktan's hatred, looks back and winks cheerfully, he hugs Marielle. Marielle, flaunted by a hug, dyed her cheeks like it was water the next moment and tried to protest directly, but she didn't have time for that.

"Let's go, Shilo"

"Hurry up. My Lord."

The two men, who left such a voice, jumped out into the evening sky as they were being chased by Tariktan.

Falling.

The siloes jumped from a height of dozens of meters above the ground.

Through the solidified air that is passing through his ears, the siloes head to the ground like stone. Even after loosening control of the Ranged Flying Spell (Fly), Siloe silhouetted the moon and cast a looming shadow.

Come after me.

Hit Tariktan with thoughts that don't speak up. That was or was a more important hand than confronting the "Dictionary Disaster". A rainbow bubble clumps around and follows Tariktan. As you can imagine, we need a tower of steel, or a path to the moon, in order to call those "Summoning Catastrophes".

In order to disperse the tower and the taliktan, the Shiloes decide on diving maneuvers. The summons has already begun. Right now, if we don't stop Tariktan here, there will be significant damage again. And perhaps both the means of contacting the moon and the means of approaching the mystery will be lost.

But Siloe was grinning invincibly at Tariktan.

"If it's a massive battle (Reid), it's my battlefield. I'll show you the countless battlefields and drawers you've fought in eight years."

The word disappeared, ripped by the wind without anyone ever hearing it.

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"Uh, yes, yes. It keeps coming out. Fine, fine. I don't know how to make money. Arrow bullets and water (pot) are banged up, and the warehouse up to Tier Six is open, so it's nice to clean up the inventory."

When Karasin finished reading to the Dwarf daughter in charge of inventory management, she rode herself out of the corridor without getting her hair in, "I think I'm here to plug in meat," she said, speaking to the (earthlings) samurai and cook. The courtyard is strewn with numerous impromptu kamadoku and tents, yet in a battlefield noise. No, it's not "like," it's a battlefield.

At the heart of the Duke of Mayhama's territory, Ash Himeji Castle (Castle Cinderella) was now a front-line base. The walls and downtown are irrelevant to a monster called the Moon Moth, which strikes from heaven. The castle was in a whirlpool of battles against monsters that would strike at dusk.

They apparently strike as a priority by a highly combative or highly magical being. That's synonymous with Adventurer in this world. Martial law has been issued that tightens the doors of all houses in the downtown part of the capital of Mai Hama. The "earthlings" just hold their breath and look up to heaven. The city is defended by a force centered around the Black Sword Knights, the castle.

I didn't even come up with the idea of stopping the Moon Moth in the woods and streets away from the city, but it's only on a "basically" level that they get hit by the Adventurer. I am not intelligent enough to bother to miss the "Earthlings" I have come across. If so, it was Isaac's decision, led by the Black Sword Knights, to defend himself within sight.

As for Karasin, there are other thoughts, but the conclusion remains the same.

That's why defense operations are underway.

"Mr. Karasin."

"Hi. Oh, thanks for plugging in."

The yellow cheer went up.

Karasin is so popular in this castle that he sneers Isaac. The supplies brought about by the Eighth Shopping District are useful for "earthlings" of any rank, and there is a particularly high demand for kitchen officials. Sauces, soy sauces, and pure sugar are items that are still difficult to create by the hands of the "earthlings" alone.

"Gilmouth is very popular!

"That's already my young husband, so hey," Karasin blurred, glancing at Taro, who opened his eyes and praised him as surprised. Twenty percent of the cheering ingredients are hungry soldiers and seventy percent are middle-aged maids and cooks who prepare meals. Even Taro, who has the look of surprise and amazing admiration like every other time, knows that. I can't go out with him.

Once the ingredients and water pills are handily removed from the Ku Lal's Shinto Bag (Fantasmal) and arranged under the tent, Karasin's role here ends. Next to it, he took the bandage out of his previous shoulder bag. Taro nodded heavily to see if he had finished the work as well.

"Better west than southwest, isn't it?"

Taro said that as he moved for a small run over the wall of the "Grey Himeji Castle".

A sharp but somewhere light noise is ringing continuously, like tapping an air-bearing paper bag. It's an attack magic sound that bursts in the air. It sounds light because of the distance.

"That neighborhood is dominated by the Black Sword. There must be some Knights of the Earth."

"Are you okay?

"Don't worry," Karasin nodded at Tallo's inquiry like it was prolonged.

It's supposed to be okay. No, rather, it is expected that it is doing a very useful job when it comes to this disturbance. The Knights of My Hama (Glass Grieves) was trained by Isaacs in the second half of the twenty. Its ability to be considered an elite among the "earthlings" represents a combat force incomparable to that of the citizens "earthlings". Long-term combat is also possible because of the growth of basic abilities such as muscle strength and endurance. Then it won't reach level 90 of the Black Sword Knights, so it's hard to be the target of the Moon Moth. While the Black Sword Knights receive enemies in the front, they can fully engage in side attacks, evacuation guidance, and other activities as guerrillas. Such reports have now arrived in Karasin.

"But I can't believe it was before sundown, hey. I want you to keep your plans."

"I don't have a choice. It's the usual thing to have trouble."

Karasin shrugs her shoulders.

It became the arrival of the "Moon Moth" without waiting for the moon to come out to see what had happened, but Karasin himself had rather taken it positively.

"Lord Shiloe did something."

"Is it something?

"Something."

I don't know what something is, but that's not what Karasin thinks.

Anyway, Shiloe took some action in the field, and the enemy was caught up because of it, and it just slipped my plans. It was Karasin's idea that it would be futile to think about the details of the local situation because he would do something about it anyway. I'm not talking about trusting Siloe or anything like that, but because the world is like a torrential river descent full of sudden events anyway, Karasin thinks he can't help it until he can't manage it. I suppose you think, because Karasin is full of hands in Karasin's field of responsibility, you should also say that you don't have time for extra blame.

(Anyway, if you're looking after Minori or a girl -)

How silly of you to be worried about Siloe.

That's a wasted investment.

Nevertheless, the battle now before us will have to be cut through by the parties.

"Taro."

"Hoi, Gilmouth"

Karasin made a number of requests to colleagues who stretched their spines to salute them. Taro took a meatball-marked note out of his butt pocket and wrote it down, "Is it true ah" and "Is it really true?" After many confirmations, he swung to the front line. The walls of the city itself are a few kilometers away, but if the Adventurer demonstrates his good legs, he can reach them in less than enough.

Stock release is perfectly fine. Items below level thirty are rarely used among Akiba's Adventurers. Even though it was a bad stock that had been saved up since the game days. Even if I let it go here, the denomination isn't practically that damaging anyway. Instead, Karasin thought if he could make a loan, he should make it.

Karasin entered the great hall, passing through and reaching the main tower via the brightly colored passage of the carpet. Slowly ascend the wide spiral staircase. The color that leaks through the small window of the brightness is the blue. The chilling air of the evening ahead of spring is in this tower.

I haven't climbed many times, but if it's from the top floor of this main tower, you'll have a view of the city. According to the story I asked earlier, Lord Sergiad should be there too.

Halfway through the spiral stairs, the knights of the guard and Karasin slipped apart. That includes not only the "Earthlings" but also the "Adventurers". Rezaric, who was supposed to be the head of security, seemed to have enough power in place.

The city peers through a small window as far as the middle belly of the tower can't see the battle of those full of tension. I guess the angle is bad. It is in the direction of the hills and fences that we are in a state of engagement.

Karasin sighed and went further.

This is a very troublesome situation.

But Karasin thinks that troublesome is a saturation limit. If you mix salt with water, it's 300 grams in a liter of water or it's the only thing that dissolves there, and there's a limit to the amount of trouble that dissolves in human life. When it comes to where the trouble that is overflowing from the limits goes, it just spills all around us. It's with the mayhem room. There are limits to how much humans can clean.

A mysterious monster appeared in good time, so the pursuit of the Isels assassination was shelved. It was convenient for Karasin, so he didn't make a scene, but even the assassination isn't as idle as it sounds.

There is a limit to how much humans can clean.

But well, humans are supposedly creatures capable of cooperating, so as Karasins, they went up the tower with the intention of fulfilling their immediate duties and interests.

"Hi."

"Well, I didn't know Lord Karasin would be here."

Returning a carefree response to a carefree greeting, Sergiad was gazing from the balcony of the tower to the battlefield. The harsh sides are returning softly when switching to Karasin. I guess the reason why every knight doesn't see the emotions they've persecuted, too, is because of the predominance of the battlefield you can see from this balcony.

"What do you say, monster raid"

"That's very strange. Even in Mayhama's history, there's no record of an adventurer lining the city's walls."

"You look calm for that."

"What, I'll leave you to Lord Isaac. It would also be an insult to Sir Martial Arts to hesitate."

Karasin also smiled in conjunction with Lord Sergiad, who laughed lightly.

In my heart, I make my mouth a letter to. It was like my boss when I was in the original world. Besides, it's not my direct boss, it's the executive director on the cloud, or the executive class. It's a sign of a monster who invites you to lunch on a whim and doesn't know what the rice tastes like.

(Speaking of which, Michitaka and Isaac go well together. Is that a gymnastics correction?

I can't do this to myself, Karasin says, putting a scratch in his heart.

Being half-hearted can only be a weakness for these opponents. It falls to be slapped down all predicted actions and remarks. We need to move away from the idea of competing for victory or loss in negotiations.

Karasin threw out thinking that it would be okay. If the problem persists, someone has to finish it. The extent to which a person can clean alone is limited.

(Someone somewhere says it's Mr. Shiloe.)

Clap your hands only inside the spirit.

"So what about diplomacy against Westlande?

"Finally, do you want to get into Yamato politics?

"No, not at all. We're gathering information to protect ourselves."

Karasin shrugging his shoulders and showing off his awkward poses, but I'm not serious. And I don't even think Lord Sergiad will accept that the merchants are chatting. The opponent is the leader of a political entity that divides this Yamato.

Though reluctant, Karasin turns to the rear and thinks it won't do a lot of things, deliberately creating a nagging look and repeating the question. Inside, I thought it was only a bad hand to be merciful, even when cold sweats were flowing.

"Will it be a war?"

"- I think I want to avoid it"

It was those words that Lord Sergiad leaked when he did his gaze far away.

"But don't stay. That's what Lord Karasin will ask you, but if you make it" Holy Empire Westlande ", we Eastal are a betrayed morning enemy. War, not. Long before that, we were rebels and opponents. The last 300 years or so, the Holy Empire Westlande hasn't attacked us because, for one thing, it didn't have that power."

"That was the adventurer who broke down."

"Nor is" Westlande "a single rock. It will break in the near future."

Lord Sergiad's words were dispersed in the wind but clearly reached Karasin's ears.

That possibility is certain.

The situation in Minami is complicated. In a way, it is more complicated than Akiba and the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal.

As most of Akiba's Adventurers believe, "PLANT HWYADEN" is not an autonomous organization created by the Kansai-based Adventurers, or "Roundtable Conference" in Western Japan (,,,,,,,).

In evidence of this, the "Plant hwyaden" ten-seat meeting is attended not only by the "Adventurers" but also by the "Earthlings". There are not many humans in Akiba who are deeply discussing the meaning of that either.

"That's that. Is it because of Adventurer?"

"It would be the Senate that has the ambition. With oil, the fire will intensify."

"PLANT HWYADEN" is not an autonomous organization by "Adventurers" (,,,).

It is the new governing organization in West Japan. It is the "earthlings" who are governed, and the "adventurers" who participate in the "PLANT HWYADEN" are the new ruling class, or nobility. Of course I wouldn't say a ten-seat meeting about that, and even the majority of the "adventurers" living in Minami wouldn't be aware of that. But in reality, it already is. The system that can only be so is already up and running.

And to make matters worse, that's not why "PLANT HWYADEN" is not the only governing mechanism in West Yamato.

A governing mechanism called the "Holy Empire Westlande" already exists in Western Yamato. Its interior is the Senate as a bureaucracy and the Saiya family as royalty. The rivalry and cooperation between the Senate and the Saigon family can be said to be the history of the "Holy Empire Westlande" itself. The Senate, which governs the people, and the House of Saigon, which hopes for the people. More "PLANT HWYADEN" was applied after that dual domination.

There should be a whirlpool of inconsistencies that might well collapse of chaos if it were meant to be. But the contradiction is overshadowed by the safety and new technology that Adventurers bring, or profits.

Karasin's fears are apparently backed up by Lord Sergiad.

"We don't know what conversations are taking place and who and who are working hand in hand. But the Presbyterians of the Holy Empire Westlande probably thought it wouldn't matter if it was a battle. There's a chance of winning."

I don't know about that.

Karasin shrugs her shoulders.

Ask that Zeldus if he has that much temper, and it'll be hard.

"Probability isn't what comes up in numbers."

"As a merchant, don't say anything different."

Karasin replied with thought to Sergiad's words.

"It's because I'm a merchant, yes. Planning, or new business, can't be anything from the ocean or the mountains. I can't stop when I start, and most of the results are ballbug colors. Ninety percent of the time, you can't win or lose. The funds have melted, but we don't lose talent, etc. I was planning to make a bigger sale, but it became a labor dispute in a new factory."

"You mean there's no perfection in winning or losing"

Both the purpose of the Roundtable Conference and the purpose of the Eighth Mall are ultimately to survive (survival). The Adventurer will not die in this snoring world. But "adventurers" just don't die, not live and equals. Because I don't think it's equals. Karasin runs a commercial guild or something.

There is no end, so the question is how to spend that endlessness.

In the end, we just have to spend some time fighting and making up in this place. Karasin thinks it's the least we can do. I'm just relieved to think that it's an all-out war with someone I can't kill.

"That's right. In short, we're alive, so I guess I'll have to look for the next one while looking for one or two Itokos. A big win could cause people to become arrogant and war again in the future because of that big win. I don't know how you fell. It's business that doesn't end."

"Shiitake."

"It's common sense in the private sector that budgets don't smile at customers, safety management, or unprofitable departments. Unfortunately, we are not working people. That's why Lord Sergiad. - Will you sell it to your inventory, Round Table?

I jumped up my brow and said, "What do you need?" Karasin replied with a refined soot face to the leaking Sergiad.

"In the meantime, the princess or something"

Against the backdrop of the rainbow columns of light climbing to the moon, the two shadows remained solidified like statues for a long time.

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Reese swayed her golden hair to intercept the Summoning Catastrophe Taliktan, which jumped into the wall with a big hole. Frost Spear, a spear of ice that soothes cold air.

Cold air is less popular than other attributes among the three elements operated by the Sorcerer. Because for the sake of the offensive position of bringing death to the enemy, the direct striking power of Ice Magic is low. Electric Magic (Lightning Chamber) and Flame Magic (Burnd Stake) can do much more damage. But still, Reese weighed in on icing magic. The balance between thermal power and MP consumption, the length of chanting time and the magnitude of single-shot power may also be good.

Long chanting times are generally regarded as a drawback, but as long as one can predict the enemy's behavior, it also substitutes for advantages. It still is. Spells that have spent the time the enemy travels to long chants have the destructive power commensurate with that chanting time. Gray-haired "Classic Disaster" appeared in this hall to match its nose tip. Within the magic system of the Sorcerer (Sorcerer), he excels in inhibiting enemy behavior.

Lonely monkeys and yuzkos attack the Tariktan that steps on them with all their strength.

"Nevertheless."

Reese snapped.

Much rough.

When I heard the operation, I doubted my sanity, and I still think it's outrageous. I don't know the exact number of floors, but the height of that broadcast tower should be thirty meters above ground crap. Shiloe's maneuver to jump off its rooftop square and directly connect its jumping actions to "enemy pull" (kiting).

Reese thinks the results were successful but too absurd. No, but I guess that was just Liese's side tied to a fixed concept. Now the operation is a success, drawing the Tariktan into a turbulent battle in this music hall.

"It's not like Shiloe... like"

"That's not true."

Nazna, who flew away fluttering in a motion as if she had eyes on her back as well, stood beside Reese and took the word.

"Shiro was staffing at the Tea Party. I don't know about the public reputation, but the Tea Party was rough and just a hit. | Today's siloe is just",,,,,,,, "as it used to be. This is normal."

Nazna laughs lightly and lies at her enemies with a sword without alarm.

I guess the word is true.

Reese had misunderstood Siloe. Useful actor in the Round Table Conference. One of the contributors to the Alliance with the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal. A hard worker who takes on compiling and organizing information between guilds. He watched Siloe in the image of a Noble, a competent administrator, a politically competent practitioner, a conspiracy minister. But I guess that's just one side of the siloe.

The wand automatically moves. The spell is spun early on.

The role of the Sorcerer is to concentrate on firepower. Spells have "chanting time" (cast time), "rigid time", and "reuse regulation time" (recast time), respectively. You can't use the same spell in a row. Use "Reuse Regulation Time" to pinch the "Chant Time" of another spell. Combining about five to ten spells to create a circulation, and repeating that circulation becomes the way the Sorcerer fights. It's easy to say but that's hard. Even with the same spell, there are subtle differences in performance depending on its "sorcerer" (soothsarah).

The acquired stunts, styles, and equipment make changes to the "Reuse Regulation Time", so that the spells that can be connected by circulation change.

Some enemy monsters are resistant to Flame Damage. When dealing with such monsters, the flame attribute spell in the circulation gets in the way, but if you pull out that spell, the loop throughout the circulation naturally breaks. I mean, how many different types of circulation constructions do you have that are dedicated to you? Can you maintain that on an unconscious level and make an ad hoc choice again? That is the ability required of the Sorcerer (Sorcerer) as a Massive Combat (Reid) Component.

"D.D.D." belongs to Reese who is skilled enough to use eight types of circulation. Four of these types are types that allow branches to be planted in the circulation to communicate to another circulation in order to allow for a slight incident response. There are not as many "sorcerers" (soothsayers) with this much practice. In the "Elder Tail" magic career, it can be one of the extremes of sophistication.

But from that lease, the siloe spell circulation was special.

"Chanting Time" is about two to ten seconds in many spells. In other words, one circulation circles in hundreds of seconds, about two minutes. If you observe, you know roughly how to compose spells and concatenate them. But Siloe's. That couldn't read the scale of the circulation. Not when it comes to just chanting spells in the order you come up with them. If you do that, the connection gets sweeter and you lose time. That results in a final drop in damage output. I can't see that kind of L.A. in Siloe's spell chant. I see some kind of drill trail. However, the composition of the circulation is not known. Are you wearing a wide variety of circulation as a result of your practice that you won't be able to see through in a day or there together, or is it something else a different technique?

- MP not reduced. Even though it's diminishing, the recovery is commensurate. While maintaining combat capability, circulate and control the queue. That's why I'm instructing you to break through the front line.

Shiloe takes the form of an idea that makes her smile that she's a joke, even if she thinks about it. Of course, there are mistakes. There are mistakes, but the kind of voltage that covers them is already stretched out.

I just instructed Nazna to step back, not just to keep the MP warm. To restore the "Re-use Regulation Time" (recast time) of the major moves "The Congratulations of the Great Jubilee" - not even to block the rays and sights of the Tariktan against the Fifty Bells and Lundell House. In order to make him act as an observer with verbal advice with skill in collaboration from behind Souzillow.

Only the effect falls while the sincerity of Siloe's instructions is obscured.

No longer does that kind of meaning in itself loosen up and disappear. Light just rushes through the countless paths to victory. Reese is also a Commander (Commander) of Massive Combat (Reid) with a sub-position (Teacher). The role is to see and decipher encounters with enemies as one story. But even that Reese is too free to grasp the story Siloe is reading right now.

Siroe probably doesn't have a lead role in this story.

Whoever catches up with Tariktan by any means whatsoever.

That's what I think.

Even the attacker (attacker) and the backer (supporter) are not clearly defined in Shiloe's command. Even the eight balls of "White Soldier Shaped Divine Officers" and "Raging Witch" sift through their blades in a comfortable way.

"Count ten seconds. Barrier Request, Direct Relay, Natai, Fox Monkey, Akatsuki, Soujiro Woo"

"Ho ho ho ho"

Nazna makes fun of Shiloe's command and speaks of the Barrier. A semi-transparent wall gleaming in the cedar is instantly revealed and granted to the allies. It's a pre-defense spell that predicts an attack. Reese intuited to his command that a major Taliktan attack was coming.

"Hurry... four, three, two... Yi Ma!

Beyond the gaze Leese stares at, Tariktan casts purple lightning as he raises the twisted cane high. Though Reese turned away from the brilliance of lightning cracking at close range, the oral "Sage's Stone Plate" and "Kaylone Tablet" are chasing battle records (battle logs).

Undoubtedly, the Barrier blocked a striking thunderstorm, but the targeted relays did enough damage to lose more than half of their HP. Definitely Tariktan's strongest attack. If the Barrier hadn't made it, and if it hadn't been protected at the pinpoint, the front line would have definitely collapsed.

Acknowledging the fact, the blue-blue Reese searches desperately for answers, even though she is afraid. Tariktan's thunderbolt avoided Reese and headed toward Chan Tai. There should have been Reese in the electrician's path. Leese must have been blackened for not having a barrier if he had gone straight ahead. Why was Reese avoided? Why was Nan Tai targeted? More importantly, the cause of the unpredictable partition...

"Why? Shilofo, you knew who was after you?

The answer to Marielle's question whispered as she grew pale.

"Haythrist Top Penetration Attack"

Siroe's voice overlapped with Reese's.

That is the notion that Haythrist, or Tariktan's perceived hostility, should also be used as an indicator. An attack that nominated the top five in the event of a quantification of the threat Tariktan is feeling.

The realization wasn't as big as it was.

Except that it's still mostly a first glance, it would be a natural inference and not something to be proud of as a large-scale combat (Reid) commander. That is not the problem. It was about Shiloe nominating Haythrist's top line to look like it deserved.

Enemies are not quantified statuses. Something with a lot of damage done, something powerful in healing magic, something close to distance. It is a remarkable change on the inside of a monster, adding a variety of conditions. Since the main shield position (tank) maximizes this Hate and attracts monsters to itself, it can be inferred that the top of the Haythrist is direct at a time when Tariktan is fighting from the front as he is direct. But after second place, we can only deduce from the course of the battle so far.

Not to mention since the Catastrophe, in this world where you can no longer check your combat records in windows, why did Siloe, who shouldn't have mastered the oral "Sage's Stone Plate" and "Kaylon Tablet", perceive it? The answer pierced Reese's spine with strange chills and emotion.

"Sage's Stone Plate" and "Kaylon Tablet" allow you to view the battle log. You can literally read "What Happened in Combat" up to the damage done, the damage received, their attributes and range, frequency, and healing and granting effects. That's Leese's autobiography, The Sage's Stone Plate, and Kaylon Tablet.

But Siroe simply surpassed Reese's oral biography with his observations and insights.

Reese has just tasted Shiloe's Full Control Encounter.

"What the hell?"

My heart trembles at the appearance of Hachima as she inquires sharply and jumps into the front line.

The bravery of Akatsuki, dancing as if there were a translucent staircase in the air, looks vivid.

He looks like he's unleashing a harsh attack and understands Nazna's care in crushing the rays to the rear guard with exquisite positioning.

"That's funny, Senior."

"And uh-uh-uh!

Reese ran off too.

The depression of my heart was completely clear.

It was shown that what I was putting on myself under Krusty's command, which I thought was charisma but not the only one. What Karasin was saying is true. The real meaning of the word that Siloe is the same type as Reese is nothing more than that Reese herself hasn't yet. Being able to do something similar because it's the same type is thought-provoking and an insult to Siloe. I know because it's the same type.

Indeed, Siloe is the same rear-guarded military teacher as Reese. So there is no charisma in Krusty. But such a siloe is far ahead of Liese.

It's because we fight with calculations, insights and downchecks that the difference between number of places and experience is brutally apparent.

"Ugh heh. Ha ha."

Reese kicked off the flying debris with her long legs by knocking it off with "The Queen's Pride of Queen".

Funny. Siloe's command was hilarious.

There's a lot I haven't seen yet.

There is a wide area left out of my reach.

It was neither humiliating nor inferior, but brought admiration and a sense of flying to Reese.

"I was thinking. This is the legend. I'm the captain of the teaching unit, I was told I was Miyuu, and I was thrilled to have to protect Milord's absence, but I'm immature, me. Even as a soldier in a large-scale battle (Reid). - Senior, I have a request."

"Undertakings."

"Instant answer!?

Ask Hachima, who carries out countless slaughters like a storm next door, and get a resounding response. It was wonderful. The days of worry, hesitation and depression disappear like shadows that dissolve in the yang.

"- Because Ri has become honest."

Reese smiles at the old tip of the prank "D.D.D."

I can do a request now that I haven't been able to do well.

If I can't do it myself, I'll have to ask for it. We need as many people as we can trust for Krusty to be gone. Hachima must have understood what Reese wanted that she didn't say. That's why you followed me to such a massive battle (Reid).

"You say it. It's burning. It's Gekiatsu! - Laminated Demon Square" Lamination Syntax "Composition! Goal (target) setting. - Pierce! Ice Five Spears (Frost Spear)!!"

Ice spears split by distorting the space of the overlapping multiple magic formations.

Reese unleashed the Sorcerer's attack spell on her magic.

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"" Barriers to the Patronage "!!

The emergency defense spell of the "Divine Officer" (Kannagi) was released from Minori. More than fifty levels of "Barrier" spells are fragile from the point of view of Syroes over ninety levels. But the timing captured exactly what Shiloe was trying to instruct.

Siloe laughed small.

Minori's reaction was unexpected. In a good direction, of course. Only a few, perhaps a few seconds' advantage (advantage) is created for this purpose on the offensive team. I wasn't a current member to miss that gap.

Proficiency is already well worked out in previous battles.

Originally, only the younger group of the Horizon of Records had large-scale combat (Reid) experience. Even that young group is absorbing the whole thing by looking at how to do a well-founded D.D.D.

The high ability to collaborate was, in one way or another, the result of strong morale and concentration.

He is also disappointed with the character of an enemy named Tariktan. The enemy leader (Taliktan) wielding both arms was no longer the typical white soldier boss. Boasting immense HP and defense, melee attacks by canes and arms are powerful, and manipulate the thunderbolts of haythrist penetration attacks that wipe out ranges, and the thunderbolts that inflict widespread state anomalies, but that's all if you ask me. Just the right opponent for a massive combat (reid) exercise (,,,,,).

When Tariktan flicked himself and waved loudly, several demonic squares appeared ahead of his pointing and goblins and giants appeared. Siloe quenches the tension that ran onto the field.

"That's not a summons using a tower. Summoning of intrinsic abilities, few and limited. Calm down."

There was no certainty.

But affirmation matters here. With a voice that stood aside to ride the words, "Anything!" The direct line that shouted progressed. Akatsuki continues glistening to hide in its shadow, and its appearance ceases to look like a disfigurement.

A faint number of attacks are landing on the Tariqtan. It is the Weapon of Terror (Dread Weapon) that surrounds Flying Swallow's Deadly Fire (Assassinate). The collaboration between magic and offensive positions is also increasing in accuracy. A powerful blow struck the Tariktan through a herd of Green Kids (Goblins) who stood up and defended their Lord.

The "Reactive Heel" of Torah began with electric light that struck the Eight Balls.

In the gap that has opened the opponent's defense, Chan Tai and the Fox Monkey arrive. It is Soudirou's "Wood Spirit Return" that prevents Tariktan from fighting back.

Henrietta circles Leese's icy spell in "Maestro Echo" by imitating it exactly as it is so that the fifty bell spell reinforces Lundelhouse's flame spell. The two powerful magic attack squads were Yuzco's golem and Isami's sword, supported by Kurino.

Xiaolong ran away.

As he flew through the red seat of the music hall, he struck and cut it hard on the taliktan like a small storm made of twin swords. "Please don't come," he exclaimed to Marielle, screaming for concern, and the desperately wielded attack did less damage to Tariqtan, but because of it, he was skipped and began to receive the rescue of Flying Swallow.

Fighting is changing.

A direct succession with numerous healing spells builds the enemies of the "Dictionary Disaster" when it moves forward intermittently. The Guardian's Haytrid Charge is meant to protect your people.

In the Great Hall, where the sound of steel and the magical glow intersect, Siloe was observing the surroundings while retaining the circulation of the spell chant. The display rod (bar) indicating the HP of the talictan leaves about 30%. Siloe had remembered his hesitations so far as he shrugged the Tariktan onslaught, skipping instructions to his people, or lowering them to replenish them.

Shiloe had been searching for answers for a long time.

And I'm still lost.

But perhaps the time has come to make a decision. I was pushed on the back by the words of Toya and Minori. Lundelhaus and fifty bells, also to Chief Chan Tai and Serara. No, come to think of it, there was a siloe following the people who held the siloe back.

Siloe hesitated because she always said, "Can I choose that? was." The world is vast and deep, and lives with so many different thoughts that those who surround the siloe, or who do not even know the siloe, do not understand it. Is it okay for a siloe to do something in such a world? Can I touch your hand? That was the problem Siloe had. Siloe was afraid to do something. If you do something, it could change. Something very clean and wonderful could break. That's why Siloe was afraid to touch it with her own clumsy hands.

That's cowardice after all.

If Siloe does something, the results could certainly change. But even if we don't do anything, it's still going to change. All parts of the world have seasons (timeouts), and a selection hold has been selected.

The Summoning Catastrophe Tariktan showed up and Siloe didn't like it, but she understood it. Because there's something in this world that will break if you hesitate, and perhaps Siroe can't escape failure or regret.

I enjoyed walking in the direction (Kanami) pointed, and it's a wonderful memory, but that's not all I can do anymore. Siloe has a buddy (guild member) who supports Siloe and Marielle and William showed her guild master role.

Stand by in peace.

I can't.

"Put it to sleep and safety will be guaranteed."

I can't.

"Returns will be made in exchange for 640 million units. Agreed contractors accept access and choose a standby state in your sleep."

I can't.

Maybe it's right to accept Tariktan's words. But that was equal to "choosing to hold" for Shiloe today. You can't just get one.

People have a duty to live.

And you probably have a duty to be greedy.

Siloe thought she was a person who could live with pale satisfaction about herself, but that was a mistake. Being abnegate regardless of others is easy. But the more fun I have with my people, the more painful prayers I get in my chest. I can't help but hope that kindness, warmth, smile, and peace will last as long as they are. Shiloe was afraid to wish for herself, because what was important was easily lost. I was afraid they would think I was greedy.

But if you don't wish, you won't get some, and now it's the role of the siloe.

Maybe that's what Siloe's parents once wanted, and that's what the Alliance Master gathered at the Round Table has hoped for.

Ains, Isaac, and not everyone else were greedy for themselves. Everyone could not agree as a result, whether honest for the people they wanted to protect.

- Sounds like your sister.

Siroe recalled a passage from Roe 2's letter.

Sailing Species (Travellers) sometimes pray for the future of others.

When I noticed that, I had something to tighten Siloe's chest hot. The fist that holds the wand is so powerfully painful. It's not offensive, it swirls in the body.

Siloe slammed to cut it off.

"Tariktan. I can't do that"

"- Return will be fulfilled from this tentative world."

The Tariktan word was the trigger.

I still can't live up to that condition.

And the thought was shared by Shiloe with his people.

"I'm so sorry."

"Something I don't trust"

"I don't know."

Every other word of apology is spouted with the attack. Whether it was true or not was not an issue at this time.

Touya said. He said he was leaving only after he had done it all.

In the end, we're greedy. Siloe could now stare frankly at the thought that she would be ashamed of herself if she were always. We want to walk the world on these feet and break through. [M] I don't know if it's right or wrong. But I don't know, so I want to ask myself out in the open.

Whether this world is tentatively the beginning or not, that's for the Shiloes to decide. Even God won't let you get in the way. That's what William shouted. I think it was a confession of the blushing thing. But I agree with Siloe.

There is truth. He met his direct successor and Akatsuki, traveled, ran through the sky, swept by Chief Chan Tai, and started his guild. I took the twins, and I got more company. I talked to the Earthlings. I made a friend away from my age. I stayed up late in a foolish mess, and he used to put a blanket on my sleeping face. They can't be untrue. This world is not tentatively new. All the people who live in this world have breathed life into it. It may have started as a tentative beginning, but that's why it has to stay that way.

So I can't answer the inorganic temptations of Tariktan.

"Sleep on it. It's everything. Sleep in it, everything."

You forgot to even fix it anymore. Tariktan repeatedly flashes like it's broken. Its body began to expand like a snoring water balloon. He was a brown old man, letting his gray hair wrap around him like unwrapped vinyl, bouncing his direct line and making him huge.

"Fifteen percent HP left, this is the final phase!

I heard Reese screaming from behind. It's a state called frenzy because of the characteristics that can be found in the Massive Combat (Reid) boss. When the HP falls below a certain percentage, the appearance and attack pattern are changed. It will most likely involve significant enhancements. But the offensive troops didn't flinch. On the contrary, it inflicts an even more intense attack.

A freezing wind blew from behind. (Fantasmal) Some use the effect of items. The sparkling blue magic light (effect) is Nazna and Minori dancing "Kagura Dance" casting a "Barrier" spell on the warriors on the front line.

Everyone understood without a meeting. It is impossible to continue Tariqtan's opponent with increased Attack for a long time. I just have to push it off.

Siloe screams to spit out her chest grasp, knitting a spell early in the arrow to roll it out. He struck out "Electric Fuzz" like "Brainvice" and crushed his range. Hit "Mind Bolt" on top of "Nightmare Sphere".

Siloe has become an Alliance Master. And now he leads the offensive forces. I can't choose nothing. I can only reward you by choosing.

Siloe has a duty to desire much. For those of us who walk together, for those of us who will eventually meet.

My gaze crossed with Akatsuki, who flicked herself at a high altitude.

Siloe nodded and understood why she nodded after that. A sober self whispers that it is the illusion that dense combat collaboration has made me feel. But now, indeed, Shiloe touched Akatsuki's soul. It was a more transparent fierce determination that resembled anger but had no object, and the thought was surprisingly overlapping with siloe.

"I don't like it in the beginning!" That beach we walked on together... "

Siloe's "Thornbound Hostage" lands on a giant Taliktan that continues to expand white, revealing a purple tsu. Akatsuki flipped over and over the front lines of a blizzard of snowstorms and thunderstorms and a massive battle (reid) team pushing back. Hilarious, bright, and overlapping, Akatsuki sifts a knife resting backwards.

Akatsuki's autobiography divides her figure, and the slaughter causes her to play Secret Class (Thornbound Hostage) like rain. Siloe unleashes the spell that was smoothly prepared. Again, "Thornbound Hostage", its landing slipped to less than five seconds after Akatsuki scratched out a comma.

"Because we're luxury." "It's not a place like that!

Akatsuki doesn't stop. I'm not anticipating failure. That was the same for the siloe, so proceed with the circulation to the next stage without even seeing the results.

"Thornbound Hostage" that binds the opponent with little time difference. More Akatsuki five-strike from there. In total, ten tsu and ten splinter slaughters. The brunette girl, who collaborated as a matter of course, blurted out and ran up into the void.

"(Assassinate) Huh!!

To the sound of a loud lightning strike and a burning sound, Tariktan became a dark bubble as it was sucked inside, and soon afterwards, it vanished.

This is how the "Sibuya Moon Moth Castle Fortress Massive Battle", which made Yamato noisy, closed the curtain.