Makai Hongi

019

No, brothers and sisters say it sounds like a guest to me.

But I don't know anything about it.

"I was talking about wanting you to match the troop leader. Then why did you try to tell me about the village where Mr. Gooden is, Holla?"

"Just tell the village the story of Golan. Didn't you say you took turns upstairs? I'm surprised."

"Down above... well, it's a go. So?"

"Well, it's a good opportunity, and I said I'd wait in the village, but I said I'd go back once."

"He said he didn't want the villagers to find him. It's weird."

"Wait! Did I tell you I don't want the villagers to find me right now?

"I told you. What's the matter with you?

"... Could it not be the guy from this country?

"That's right. You got it."

"... sucks"

People from other countries come to see you? I only have a feeling of trouble.

"Oh, my God, Goran. Suddenly you shut up."

"Hey, no brothers and sisters. All right, listen up. Tell me everything without wasting it. If you ever forget something, remember it now. And don't hide things. Say what you see, what you hear, everything."

"Oh, wow."

"Golan, I'm frightened"

"Ha-ha-ha!

When I gave him a glance, he started talking about the revelations, saying that they weren't, uh, they weren't.

It was a coincidence that Cyfa met.

It seems that the house was on the outskirts of the village and that he stopped by because he was working outside and sounded.

And important.

He came alone, and he was completely free, not under the control of any country.

A being that does not belong anywhere in the world at the end of this century (Hycher), that is, without anyone's back shield.

If there is such a person, there is only one powerful enough or wacky enough to name the king.

"I mean, are you wacky?

I suppose so because I don't want the villagers to find me.

I don't want to be a rumor.

"Well, you're wacky, you're wacky."

"That's right, 'cause you're a Reaper."

I wanted to hold my head to what Becca said.

More so the Reapers.

I don't know anywhere else, but around here, that is, around here, where some small countries are dense, the Reapers are hated as much as snake scorpions.

That's for a reason, and I can't help it, but the problem is that the Reapers, who don't belong anywhere, showed up in this village.

"... So, what's it for?

He said he'd talk when the captain arrives.

"You're not in this village right now, are you?

"He said he'd be back when the troop leader came back ~"

"Right."

Maybe you come here from time to time to see it, or you're watching it somewhere.

In terms of racial strength, it should be superior to the Heioga, rather than the Auga.

Which would be better than the Vampires.

At that point, the power of the individual is more important than the superiority and inferiority of the race, so there's not much point in the sequence.

In other words, we can say that the Reapers are so powerful individuals.

"… how can there be trouble when you return early?"

I guess I should have not gone down.

"But if it's Golan, isn't it the usual?

"That's right. He said he didn't want to fight, and he fought every day. There's just so much trouble, it's weird."

Becca laughed at Pooks.

"Superior, Kola. Are you kidding me?

"Whoa, Goran today. That's a rare motivation. Not when you're a squad leader."

"Damn it, bring me trouble. That has nothing to do with the captain."

"No, there is. Pretty much enhanced before you left the village, huh? It's important to be strong or weak... so let's hope for a fight."

"When your brother's done, so am I."

"... I'm tired, give me a break. Besides, I went home to sort things out."

I walked this far from the battlefield.

Well, I don't think you understand where I told these guys.

"I'm fine. Because I was working out with Becca even while Goran was out."

"That's right. I'm different today."

I knew you wouldn't understand.

"Fair enough. Call me because I'm in trouble."

I raised my finger to provoke him on the spot. These guys stretch faster.

"Hehe. Let's go, then!

I have noticed from the beginning that Sifo, the brother of the wasting brothers and sisters, has a gold bar.

I've been shaking it up a lot and trying to hit it down with my head turned.

I stand on my half and punch the inside of my elbow with a gold bar.

Brilliant, the gold bars go off target and wear the ground.

Take the opposite arm against that gap and tighten it up.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

It's usually a hassle, so I'll fold it here, but I'll just keep it to drop my elbow in the back of my head and stun it.

"Looks like you're getting stronger again as a troop leader. Then it's my turn."

This again wields the spear I had in my hand.

These wasting brothers and sisters learned to use their weapons after they started losing to me in a row. And I'm getting familiar with it. I guess I grip it from time to time.

It's getting more and more troublesome to deal with.

"Here!"

I'm here to mow the snake like a long knife, so I fly and flip.

Because of this, I hit Becca's chest with a backward spinning kick in the air.

"Yiyan!

My voice is adorable, but I stand upside down with my head on the ground blown away.

If people see you, point at you and you dress like you're laughing.

Of course Becca doesn't end up like this either.

I stood up with my neck tight.

"You're out of step compared to the power you had before."

I can't bear the end of it because it makes my eyes sparkle.

"Come on. It's a hassle, I'll finish it next."