Maouyome

A silver wind rushes through the woods.

Honestly, my thoughts were sweet.

Shit, this.

"Nooooooooo!?

"Ho!?

When the white skinned trees suddenly appear in front of me, the sleigh slides at great speed.

If my head is shaken to the right and to the left at an unlikely reaction rate, I naturally turn my eyes as well.

Agoooooooo......

There's nothing like bumping into me.

My liver doesn't cool down on this critical feeling.

"Whoops!?

"Ah!?

"Ah so!?

Every time I avoid an obstacle, I hear Mr. Carlisle screaming and a low blow, but I'm fine. Bassashibasil is critical and avoiding, and Mr. Carlisle is alive while his voice is being heard.

I'm more sorry than...

I care about the back. I can't afford it.

Bel Adone and I give in desperately trying to stick to the bassibasil tenderness.

The silver horse body that goes between the trees rushes through at exactly the speed of the wind.

I'm sorry where you're sticking me out, but I'm full of them because I'm gonna stick around to make sure they don't shake me down anymore.

"Bullshit!

Basassibazil suddenly stops and hisses low.

He raised his four forelegs high so as to support the horse's body with his hind legs, making the color of vigilance look strong and stood up.

I don't know, I'm suddenly stopping here!

"Boob!?

Sticking even tighter to avoid being shaken down, Mr. Carlisle flew in, as expected, on the back of me and Bel Adne, who were on horseback. The body that flew in momentum will crush us both together.

... plain painful.

"... Mr. Carlisle, heavy"

"Su, excuse me"

"How long have you been wearing it? - Awesome!

"... irrational"

"Brrrrrrr!

When I checked the perimeter with a low hiss, it was clear that the flaming serpent just now was surrounding me. I was about to predict it, but I don't have half the number. I have too many of them even though they are just surrounded, and I feel a burning heat all over my body.

"Hey, what is this number? Huh!?

"Looks like he's in the middle of a mountain fire."

The flaming serpents surrounding him brought a loose sickle at once, indicating their willingness to attack this way.

"Bassashi basil!

"Bullshit!

Calling the name, the whirlwind blows from the ground with high hissing.

I tried to involve a few of them flying in a flying mood, and the wind containing the cold air froze the flaming snake on one side of the perimeter, blowing it away.

Do it. Bassashi basil.

The frozen flaming snakes fall to the ground and crumble away in sparkling sunlight.

One blow at this many or something.

You can even do this.

"Hi-ha!

I stroke that neck muscle that wins my chest all the time, all right, all right. She's a little cute looking delighted with her gobble and throat.

It doesn't look like some kind of horse to me.

"Master Lefia!

A few minutes late, the Leanshades chased us from behind. They were going to chase him through at some point.

What do you care about bassibasil?

"... I didn't know you'd lose like a horse. Isn't it faster in the woods? Soitz."

"Huh! Heh heh!

"That's how Hishihishi tells me he never wants to lose just to the Demon King, but... I don't know why he's so restrained by the Demon King, this kid"

When I look at it, I kind of feel like I'm only burning confrontation with the Demon King.

... Is it my fault?

"... for once, I think I regretted losing the competition and being left behind"

"Compete,... lose? What are you talking about?

"Sa, come on! I have no idea what you're talking about. That's not what Leanscheid always says. I have no idea what you're talking about!

Blatantly suspicious.

I wonder why this is unsettling behavior.

I hope you don't make me regret getting engaged......

"Your Majesty, there seems to have been a battle here"

Make sure there are no flaming snakes left around, and Seruazam, who was looking further back, points to the open location of the tree that lies ahead.

When approached, the odor on the nose becomes much stronger.

He must have been attacked in the middle of a camp. A tragic sight was spreading into the camp behind it.

"Holy crap... I can't stand the front."

Burned large quantities of luggage scattered everywhere.

The trees are broken and continue to smoke with skunks.

The ground was sparsely carburized, and those who became unspeakable bodies were dumped everywhere.

I wonder if there are about 20 people who feel like I've seen it all the time.

The question arises first of all that there is a greater number than I thought.

"... but terrible"

Hold someone who was falling nearby and breathe.

I can deduce that he was burned with an unusual amount of heat to the appearance that he was desperate by carbiding his entire body in black.

Despite the fact that the biological part was so carbide, the clothes I was wearing remained somewhat burnt.

I find the appearance unusual and different.

Everything about the people lying there felt the same.

They are all desperate with no hands on them.

Flames that burn only certain things, willing to attack.

Given the situation the other day when the Flaming Snake attacked me, I can see that it was the same (...) that burned these people to death.

... One mistake, some fall heavily on my chest wondering if this was happening to me too.

"... may I mourn these people, please?

Though he is a stranger to others, he does not condone leaving him decaying in the woods as he is.

"If you want to, you can do it. Let's help."

The demon king hit me with a magic bullet and wore me a big hole where I was burned and the ground was exposed.

Collect the bodies in one place and cover them with dirt.

All the bodies had been carburized black, but I can tell from what they were wearing that there were people from different occupations.

Some have weaved long robes, others are in light armor with skins that seem moveable, and some are like knights of all-body armor with gold or travel costumes that would not be suitable for battle.

The things I wore vary, but I was strangely concerned that everyone of them wore the same, like a crest, somewhere in their clothes.

Center deviation to the left,... cross?

Left cross crest.... I don't know, this.

"Looks like the men of this temple."

As I stared at the left cross and contemplated it, Mr. Selazam gave me a gentle answer.

"... the main temple, is it?

"The left cross is found in the symbol of Goddess. Only those who belong to this temple are allowed to draw its symbols in a single circle, like these people. Goddess's main mountain at the foot of the Arad Mountains. Ladalest Temple with Pope Lydia."

... Here's to Seruazam, who knows everything.

You know that a lot.

I guess he's the one who does the work of the year.

The first ears of unique nouns became hard to line up with.

Honestly, suddenly they say it doesn't get in my head.

In the meantime, I know it sounds like the people of the Goddess's main mountain....... yeah. Left cross, left cross.

……

... Goddess?

"Is that book temple close to here?

"Two months on the horse's leg, something like that?"

"... you're not close"

I don't think Goddess was very close to Virgin Mary and the others.

What were you doing in such a borderline forest?

I'm a little concerned.

"If you turn black in here, the elite of the main mountain is shapeless. It doesn't look like it's been wiped out."

The demon king groaned to throw it away.

It doesn't even sound like some insurmountable irony.

I don't think so when it comes to Virgin (Alistair).

Is there anything in Goddess that I think...

"From the scattered baggage, it must have been a considerably larger group. Probably less than 50. Looks like it was a squadron size."

"Did he suddenly get attacked and miss escape,... or was he abandoned as a It would be better to be the former, if you could."

I abandon you as a...

I wonder what. Something nasty doesn't stop me from feeling like I'm crawling on my back with Zololi.

Pray for the blessings of those who have finished their burial.

It would have been mindless to breathe in a place like this.

What do you do at times like this?

... Soul quenching? Purification?

Hmm. I don't know about the 'soul relieving' technique, and I feel 'purifying' is somewhat different.

It doesn't make sense to clean it, does it?

That's when this happens. Blessings.

In times of trouble, use 'Blessings' to figure it out.

Maybe that's what the Virgin said.

I don't even remember hearing about it, but I'm sure it's okay.

Put your hands together and pray.

Prayer and magic are worked out by combining the rituals of blessing direct from the Virgin.

I would have had plenty of heart.

Though there will be some remorse for carelessness.

Please, may it be in peace.

May you be saved from suffering.

Be quiet,...... and.

The fruit of her training under the Virgin, or the "Blessing" she constructs, becomes a beam of serene light and embodies it.

... All right. I can save my strength.

Yeah, I wouldn't do that over and over again.

Quite a bit, maybe an excellent student.

Don't tell me what you've been taught or haven't been taught.

A pale light pours over the buried body.

And time stopped.

……

……

... what?

Sudden events confuse my thoughts.

Time has stopped?

All sounds disappear and are engulfed in silence.

Everything stopped pitted, as did the leaves and branches of the trees that swept into the wind, the shadows of the leaking day from which the trees fell to the ground, the smoke from the burnt spots and the particles of light pouring down.

As the space of this place itself has been frozen, everything is stationary in an impossible state.

Hey, wait a minute.

... What happened? This.

No, not me.

I can't stop time for anything at all.

This is not my fault. I'm not bad.

... right?

It creates a heavy and cold feeling of compression around the front and back. The pressure of being pressed against something thick stuffs my breath in confusion.

Trying to look back, I notice that my body doesn't move at all.

... Shh.

What?... this.

"If you come and see me with troublesome signs..."

I heard voices from behind.

It's a calm, low voice, but... it's a woman's voice.

It also sounds faint like an old woman, but it also gives the impression of being glossy like an elderly woman.

The signs I feel on my back are approaching.

... who?

What's going on?

"Do we use 'Blessings' here? Ironically enough."

In the silence as time stopped, the Lord of the Voice groaned so abominably that he stopped right behind me, unable to move.

... I think I said it sarcastically now.

Blessings for peace in your life?

What do you mean...

As I turned my thoughts about the questions that came up, suddenly, I was grabbed by a gut behind my neck. The place grabbed is terribly cold. From the feel of it, it still seems like a woman's hand......

─ ─ Agu!?

A voiceless scream creaks up in the back of my throat.

My consciousness almost flew to terrible discomfort as if I had been put directly in my body and my guts were squeezed around directly.

Honestly, it's so disgusting!

What!? What have you done, now!?

"... vessel. Looks like it's already stamped."

I get angry at not being able to say a single thing.

What the hell is going on here?

I don't understand the situation at all.

I scratch my feet trying to get away from the hand that grabbed my neck, but I can't take one movement without a voice.

Only consciousness barely empties itself.

A space where time stops is an anomaly, isn't it?

Fair equality aloud. I want to scream.

I feel much stronger in my grabbed hands.

... I don't know anything but I have a bad feeling about it.

There's nothing worse than a hunch at a time like this.

"... I'll kill you right here"

The Lord of the Voice groaned so plainly.

……

... Seriously?