Maouyome

Run into the bright white entrance hall.

The white machos stand side by side in a very large space.

They're a little out of the way, but it's called spaciousness, it's called needlessness, isn't it just fine?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The entrance blew away brightly and luxuriously.

You've ruined everything so well from the training ground to here. I'm still excited to imagine what you'll look like when you get back to sanity.

Hmm.

Come on. It's time to finish.

Adolphas rushed in with a fierce knife.

I set up a sword to intercept it.

Come on, let's go!

"Confirm harmful intruders. Eliminate."

Suddenly, I felt an inorganic voice without discouragement heard in my ear.

Not my voice, of course.

I look around in a hurry to see if anyone is there, but the landscape changes without daring to check.

"What's this?"

The statues of the white machos of Haz, who did not move as he raised his mogogo all the way up, moved.

The naked white machos jump to Adolphus from next to next.

... Yes? What's going on? This.

Doubt your own eyes at strange sights.

In a bright white entrance hall, a bright black Adolphus is held by naked white Macho stone statues.

Shit.

Thoughts nearly stopped.

No, no, no.

What are we going to do about escaping reality in this place? Myself.

I think it's the one called Living Statue.

I mean, just like that, moving stone statue.

He's the one who comes out into the Demon King's Army with the hero Tan of the brave or something.

I mean, it works, you guys.

I thought, 'I don't like it if he moves,' every day. We were doing everything we could to run between you guys out of sight.

I've been sleeping here every day. Me.

Can I cry?

I think I finally understand why you won't remove them no matter how much you ask.

So it was a security device for me.

I'm glad you're feeling it, but it's annoying, Mr. Selazam.

But I would use anything I could use.

The White Macho and the others are scraping and screwing up. Now, it's a good time to slap down that vicious knife.

Glossy muscles stir up. It could be a nanny in the groin. It's rocking orbitlessly and singing freedom.

Why did you make it naked in the first place?

You're an idiot. Absolutely.

Do you have to get close? That.

You can't, can you? I don't know......

Even I'm still a maiden in this......

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Stay!!

It won't start and won't end if you keep cruising like this.

I never jumped in.

While shielding White Macho, he slaps his fierce sword full of strength.

Adolphus is flying black swings in all directions, as he shakes off a bunch of stone statues that combine with Walla Walla. Every time I shake it, every white macho blows its walls and ceilings to pieces.

I try to slap the murder knife off the shadow of White Macho, but no matter how many times I slap him, he won't freak out.

How hard are you gripping him?

The number of white machos is gradually decreasing.

I don't mind if the number of them decreases, but the building runs out...

It might suck a little.

Whenever I slap my torso, the shock passes directly to my hand, making my paralysis worse.

Understand the mistake of choosing an operation. I might have underestimated the enhanced power. Shit.

Lost created a gap and missed a moment's judgment.

"Agu!?

A missed blade cut his right shoulder wide and vertical.

Ouch. It hurts like it can be burned. It hurts.

He accidentally drops his sword because of the shock where his grip is becoming unrestrained.

I hid in the shadow of White Macho just to avoid pursuit, but I let go of my weapon.

Bite your lips at the mistake of hatred when you come here.

We need to calm down in order to survive.

Give up? I'm not kidding.

Calm down. There are still a few white machos left. When they are gone, they become clean, but they also fall into distress.

The right shoulder wound is quite deep.

There's plenty of dodgy blood.

I'm starting to feel weak. It excites me.

Calm down. Think.

Don't rush. Don't feel bad. Don't give up.

Look at them as badly as you can.

Look closely at what's wrong with them and stare at them to determine.

Explore and find and remove the cause of the distress.

What sucks. What do you got? Find out what.

Adolphus.

Adolphus is just being taken in. To what?

That's the murder knife. It's caused by that murderous knife with the tip of the sword smoking.

Adolphus is just being taken in.

I have to let that murder knife go.

But how. I couldn't beat him with force.

What do I do? How can I get them off my hands?

A ferocious knife with a smoking sword tip.

Smoke?

The tip of the sword is smoking.

I see a slightly smoky thing on the tip of my sword.

Smoke? It's white smoke, not black.

No. It's not smoke.

Some of the blades on the tip of the sword contain powdery objects.

What's that? Why is that thing coming from over there?

Not until just now. Why are you suddenly like that?

Think. Think. Think.

Things I've seen. Things touched. Things I felt.

There's an answer somewhere. Haz. Think.

Grab it. Hands over. Get there.

Black. Doesn't work. Maiden. Avoid. Blood.

"Maiden's blood..."

Hold the mutilated right shoulder.

That's the wound that was just slashed. Blood keeps flowing.

It cools rapidly in my head.

I don't know if I'm right, but the certainty boils up.

I can't afford to be exploring any other means.

Bad minutes to bet on one or eight. Too bad.

Isn't it superior?

I've always had confidence in gambling.

I'm ready for a moment. I feel good.

Scratch the sword and wait for it.

White macho smashes with every blow. Scatter walls blow up.

No, not this one. I can't do this.

Not enough to make that murder sword suck my blood.

If you want me to smoke, you have to let me smoke.

Overdo a geometric sword strike.

Adolphus drew his sword to his nostalgia and made a hoard.

Right here.

Hide behind the last united white macho.

My body shudders when I think of the shock that would arrive.

Eat and bind your teeth by pushing forcefully the regrets past your head.

"Huh!? Grrr!!"

A disastrous fierce knife smashed the white macho and stuck it deep into my flank as it was.

AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

Ouch. Brown tea. Ouch. It hurts to death.

My eyes dazzle with burning sores.

I should have stopped. I should have stopped.

I shouldn't have done this.

Stupid or I am. It's stupid. I am.

Regret fills my head during the moment.

But what about that!!

Grab the Horn of the Ghost of the Ghost with both hands with all your strength.

If I get twisted here, my body won't hold it.

Push your body forward and pull the blade further back.

A precious maiden's pure blood. Taste it fully.

As soon as possible, the momentum blows up so that a tremendous amount of black wax can be played from the body. That's not the amount I've ever had.

Blackened as if it were an extinct demon, a black beam blows up the perimeter, both the ceiling and the wall.

But it doesn't work for me, does it? I knew it.

I felt the power of Adolphus relaxed.

I squeeze my remaining energy and deflect my upper body.

"Konno!

I bow myself to Adolphus' brain and shake my head down with all my strength.

"Aholphus. Ahhh!

A hard, dull sound echoes the core of my head.

A star really flies in front of you at a time like this.

Beyond the tickling sight, Adolphus, with the murder sword out of his hand, slowly falls to bounce.

All right. I got it.

"Refia!"

"Dear Sir!?

"Captain!

Everyone's voice is late.

Gotri. And there was a noise and something rolled on the floor.

My vision of severe pain is too sumptuous.

I made a crisp, dry noise in the corner of my fading vision, and I felt the ghost skull on the floor cracked.

The skull of the princess night fork becomes an ingredient of mighty magic equipment.

... Leanscheid did say then that it was killed for.

Pray softly for the best in your heart.

Maybe.

It's just an idea.

I must be. I've noticed it on the way.

Your children.

Are you okay now?

The ghost skull becomes ashes unspeakable.

I let go of consciousness, as it were.