Maouyome

"Whoa!?

Mr. Orolena, who was running in front, slipped his foot to the roots of the tree, raised his bare voice and fell flashy.

Slip straight down the ramp.

"Mr. Olorena."

"... Damn. Oh, my God."

I may have rushed past the evil road I wouldn't be used to trying to distance myself from the fiery snake and the suspicious muscle Dharma.

If you look at it, the slope continues all the way down.

If I let my legs slide in here, the momentum won't stop and I'll keep falling down.

I grab it in the hand I gave it to you, and Mr. Orolena crawls up from the slope looking sorry.

"Are you all right? Please be careful."

"Ha ha, what a disguised place..."

When I pulled my weight all the way up, I made a loud noise and the soil at my feet broke apart.

"... Huh?

The scenery slowly flows around.

I felt a strange floating sensation and made a weird voice out of it.

"... that?

The weight disappears from the arm I was trying to pull up, and in a terribly slow time, all the heavens and earth but me and Mr. Orolena flip over.

……

……

... Somebody tell me it's a lie.

"Liar whoa whoa whoa whoa!?

Mr. Orolena.

Someone other than you if you can......

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Two of us jump out of our heads, holding hands on a slope that runs all the way down.

Yikes... yah!

The heavens and the earth spin all at once.

I try to stretch out my hands and feet and step on them, but the momentum I've already gained and the slope of the slope don't allow that at all.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!?

Hit him in the head, hit him in the shoulder, hit him in the back and hips and hit him in the head.

As the heavens and the earth are replaced one after the other with tremendous momentum, all over the body is struck.

It does hurt, but more importantly, it fills my head with the fact that I can't stop rolling momentum.

Crazy!?

Shit. Seriously, I can't stop. This.

Goofy.

Cancer!

"but fu..."

Mr. Olorena hit him from the face, as he rolled down the slope with momentum, on a fluttering trunk to see.

Wow.

... looks painful.

Momentum weakens and frowns unintentionally at that tragic tragedy we saw in the slow spin.

I can see Mr. Orolena snapping at the tree growing on a chopped cliff so that he can hug it.

Ah, hey.

It was so bad.

If it had been a little uneven, it would have been where I was snagging into the trunk.

I think that while the universe throws me out.

……

……

Why are you floating? Me.

If you look, the ground was interrupted there.

Around the sight beyond my reach.

"You're lying..."

At the broken foot of the ground, a deep valley bottom opens its big mouth.

A body thrown into the air toward the top recalls its original weight and slowly accelerates towards the valley bottom.

Without the ground, it falls.

No matter how deep the valley bottom it is.

... This is just it.

If you fall, you die.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

No, absolutely not!

Connect your mood with your almost distant consciousness for a moment.

Not if you're losing your mind.

I was dying like this. Like a lie!

Create a magic barrier at your feet soon after you get lost.

It's the reason I was in a hurry to scaffold, and now I don't really think about what position I'm in.

... what about making it to the feet (...) ex (...) in this position thrown out.

Gong, the magic barrier created hits the other tibia, smashing and cracking.

Ugh!

No, no, no, no, no!

No. Ugh! Not vertical.

Stay down here! Lie down!

Hurry to flatten and rebuild the magic barrier again.

Baaaaah!

The place I built was too close, shattering the magic barrier with my face.

"... Ugh"

With a strongly struck recoil, he is bounced off to the wall of a falling cliff.

I thought my face had collapsed.... Ouch.

I kick the rock wall in front of me as much as I want reflectively.

... you can't kick it.

Whoo!? Seriously, it sucks.

Maybe it would have been easier to lose your mind.

I'm about to immerse myself in the chills and the many memories I've lived, sprinkling my blankets and pushing my weakness away.

If this happens, I'll put up some magic barriers and slow you down!

Will you give up?

Parlymph, parlymph, parlymph!

"Asaka wants to go!?

Crushing the overlapping magic barrier together with a head poke.

Humans, you have a heavier head than a leg......

Still, the fall doesn't stop.

The top of my head hurts......

Is it not strong enough because I built it in a hurry or is my head unusually hard? The rocky skin on the ground looms right in front of me, even though I think I would like it to be the former if I could.

I don't know if I can finish my maiden 17 life at the bottom of the valley in the woods like no one else knows...

At the end of the day, I sneak all the way into my body trying to smash my own magic into it.

It was crumbling in here.

Prepare for the moment of clash with the ground and anticipate the timing.

3......

2......

1......

……

……

"... that?

If I noticed, the ground was already approaching the end of my eyes and nose, and... I had stopped moving from the distance I was approaching.

No, it's not.

It's me who's stopping moving.

With it still floating in the air, the fall is stopped.

I'm not the only one.

If you look at it, the time in the world itself had stopped.

……

This, maybe.

"The more you say the daughter of a vessel, the more you will die if you fall from its height"

My voice approached me as I stepped on a pebble with Jarrijali.

It revives irritability in a very familiar voice.

"You can praise me for losing consciousness until the last moment, but do something about it before it falls in the first place. A fool."

Stare at the black robe that appeared out of nowhere with it hanging upside down.

Sage in the deepest part.

He came out again without sexual punishment.

I knew it was you, this space.

The wise man, who walked right up to his side, stood obliquely and put his arms together, looking down at me from behind the hood.

"How long have I been doing that? Can you move? Why don't you just get off?"

...... connyalome.

Wrap your whole body with the magic you were accumulating, diving your consciousness inward. Although I can't explain it well with sensory things, it's close to feeling like cutting my consciousness and body off one end.

Is it like flipping the front and back of your body just like that?

Freedom returned to his body, twirling around and putting his foot on the ground.

Relieve yourself of the weight you feel from the back of your feet.

... Honestly, thanks.

But this.

"... what are you going to do? I can't believe you're helping a scumbag who wants to kill me or something."

Focus your awareness on sage trends by strengthening the color of alertness.

I don't know what you're thinking. The tougher he is.

"Promise. I just helped him a little because he was in danger at last. Even if you're relieved, you're bored, so keep your guard down."

Promise? That's a shame.

I say things that still don't make sense.

"Didn't you want to kill me? Sage."

"... don't have any trouble getting me wrong"

Phew, the wise man exhaled tirelessly, loosening the arms he was putting together and putting his hands on his hips.

"Mistake?"

"It's not that I particularly want to kill him. I'm just saying that if it's more efficient than anything, it will be."

Wouldn't that be the same thing after all?

I don't know what you're thinking, this guy.

"In the end, Sage, what the hell..."

"I don't like the sage. No."

"So what the hell does a pervert in a black robe with a sexually vicious twisted rampage want?

"... you're pretty tough too"

... Shit.

He doesn't look angry though he seems to be frightened.

It seems to have a lot of pride, so I was hoping that if I incited it, you could talk about things that might be upside down.

Unexpectedly, it's highly resistant. Too bad.

"Hmm..."

Now worried about how to harass him, the wise man began to hold his jaw with his hand and think of something.

Hmm.

Should I say thank you for your help before harassment?

If it stayed that way, it would have more likely been crushed by Peppy. For once, I am also a benefactor of my life...

There are many things I'm not comfortable with.

"I would like to thank you for your help. Sage."

"Ivanaga."

... Yes?

A wise man stops my words so that I can wear the thank you for your help.

"Don't call me a wise man. Allow me to call you by name instead."

"Mr. Ivanaga... are you saying"

"Put 'Dear' on there. I'd like to say... but you can do whatever you want."

I also felt that the voice of the wise man who said so contained some kindness. It also resembles the mercy that was directed at the demon kings.

What's the matter?

You're going back the way you came, sage shows your back.

... is that it?

Are you sure you only came here to help me?

"It's no different now that I think it's best to kill you. That's all I'll ever forget."

"What the hell does Ivanaga 'Dear' want?

I dare to ask on my back, which is going to disappear as it is, with 'Dear'.

Of course, with plenty of irony.

The wise man stopped to my voice and looked back gently.

"I want to protect my loved ones. That's all."

"... my dear child?

Make sure the sage figure seeps and disappears, and the space goes back to normal.

The silhouette of his nose, which looked chilly when he looked back gently, looked like something far from that of a person.

The deepest sage, Ivanaga.

Really, what kind of person are you?

……

……

Calmly check the situation around you.

Far higher walls above.

Nestled at the bottom of the valley, surrounded by rocks.

"... the sky is beautiful"

... How am I supposed to get home from here?