My Death Flags Show No Sign of Ending

"I hear there was a..."

"Scared! What the hell is that?"

Listening to Elle, Reefa shuddered as she held her shoulders with both hands. It would certainly be a disgusting story.

Well, that's why I made Reefa listen.

This allowed Reefa to make a fragmentary and strong impression of the situation surrounding Harold. I'm curious about her.

"So what's next!?

I've been eating up what Elle's after. Seems I could interest you.

"I guess that's it for today. It's time to get some sleep. I'm going to fall asleep on the fire."

"Er..."

"Besides, you're still climbing the mountains tomorrow to fight monsters, right? I need to get some rest."

"Okay..."

While being slightly infidel, Reefa lays down with Goron saying so. I lost as much and started to freshly sleep.

Again and again, Elle hasn't revealed her gender to Reefa. Wouldn't it be somewhat defenseless to say that an unidentified man or woman is next door?

The day after we had such an act but welcomed it.

Did the story work last night? Reefa repeated her behavior of turning her gaze away from Flirting and Harold in the morning.

Very busy. Perhaps curiosity and self-control at best.

Harold at the time moves forward silently, even as he realizes it.

Harold's destination seems to be at the top. The ice dragon is also near the top, so there is no straying in its footsteps.

Sometimes the monsters you encounter also walk in the lead. Elle and Reefa really just climb because Harold pretty much cleans up on his own.

Harold, who is doing well but doesn't slap him in the mouth for nothing, and Reefa, who can't find an incentive to talk to him like that. I will not open my mouth as Elle and who alone observe those two intriguingly.

To such air, rather than withstand the gaze from Reefa, Harold inadvertently stops and looks back.

And I began to question Reefa.

"Hey."

"Hey, what...?

"It's depressing just now. If you need anything, put it in your mouth. If not, don't steal a look at me. It's offensive."

High-pressure stuff. Normally, that's the only thing that would seem to put pressure on me, but Reefa's reaction was the opposite of that.

I just ask back and say just fine. Elle thinks that's just a big deal.

"Then I'll skip my cousin and ask. Are you telling me you're about to be executed?

Harold's sharp gaze pierces Elle.

Well, Reefa, who didn't know about Harold, asked this question yesterday today. I don't even have to think about who blew the information into her.

"... How far have you heard?

From who, not how far. That was an affirmation of the question.

And at the same time, it was more likely that there was still some kind of secret lurking in this story as El was staring at it.

If you just affirm it, you should hardly have to worry about how far it was known or anything like that. I can tell you what I don't want you to know or hide if you return the back.

I guess Harold's response is also a restraint against Elle, who gave her information, while seeing how far Reefa knows. To figure out if we're getting to the inconvenient truth or not.

Reefa, who doesn't seem to be aware of that intention, tells exactly what Elle told her last night. Harold, who hears that, always looked grumpy.

- And here's the thing.

"So it generally fits. Stop that uncomfortable gaze in the future if you find out. Otherwise, I'll cut your tendons off and leave you in this mountain."

"Your idea is horrible..."

Having finished listening to Reefa to the end, Harold once again affirmed lightly while giving the warning.

I wouldn't have been entirely convinced, but Reefa backed down to see if that was actually going to happen even if that was about it from the bad behavior I heard.

But Elle, who had been keeping an eye on Harold, didn't miss the moment he reacted small. That's twice.

The first time Cody's name came up. The second time the word "subject” was uttered.

From that reaction, Harold probably noticed something strange. On top of that, I affirmed without pointing out there.

This could bring him in contact with Elle.

I'm very excited to see how much information I can pull from Harold. The excitement is close to the mood of a treasure hunter with a crate in front of him sleeping behind the labyrinth.

and so on. Harold's steps do not stop to take the lead while Elle is daunting inside. And when it was just a little past noon.

The three arrived at the top of Gillan Snow Mountain.

"Here we are!

Reefa raises her voice of joy as if she forgot her purpose or something.

At the top of Gilan Snow Mountain, rocky skin caught my eye everywhere, but it was basically flat. It's a snowy season now, but in winter, all the rock skin will be covered up too.

And at the center of the flat top is a fire escape about 200 meters in diameter.

Ignoring Reefa, who savours the achievement of the climb, Harold approaches its fire escape. I was wondering what to do. Elle continued afterwards.

As Harold peeks inside the fire escape, he jumps and jumps when he finds a lot of places where the slope can be relatively loose and scaffolded.

Harold going down rhythmically with Tan, Tan, Tan. Sometimes it was a dormant volcano and there was no danger of falling into the lava sea, but it quickly went down more than 100 meters.

Arriving to the bottom of the fire exit, Harold took out something like a machine. I don't know for sure because it's far-sighted, but it attaches it to the center of the fire escape.

After finishing the work in minutes of things, Harold came back with a mild jump, just as he had gone.

"That's a great athletic ability. I don't think I can imitate it."

"Hmm. What do you say?"

"So what were you doing?

It's none of your business.

I get an unpleasant reply. Well, I don't think it's that easy to tell.

Elle gets a hit, wondering if it's some kind of observation device he's doing at the lab he belongs to.

"By the way..."

Harold's sharp eyes are further narrowed. Will we be pursuing the strange points of earlier here?

While I thought about it that way, there was a scream that cut the air between the two of them. I don't have time to ask questions anymore.

I searched for Reefa's figure and they found him as soon as possible. The problem is that she confronts a huge, ice-covered dragon.

That's the ice dragon.

Enemy or did you recognize it as bait again, Ice Dragon chases Reefa around. She threw a test tube at it and exploded.

The attack didn't seem to go through much damage, although it was hitting. Reefa will lose as it is.

If you look at Harold, you're standing with your arms together. He seemed to be observing the battle between Reefa and the Ice Dragon.

"Aren't you going to help?

"I'm not going to help you from the start. You can do it alone to the limit."

"Tough."

From Elle's eyes, I don't think I can defeat the Ice Dragon with Reefa only fire. It only makes the difference if it's too late or too early to get into help, and if you're thinking about the danger of Reefa, shouldn't you be helping right away?

"... we can't talk about how many people don't have hands or feet."

"What does that mean?

Pick up Harold's whine and listen back, but the reply is silent. He watches Reefa fight with a serious face.

Elle, who gave up on hearing anything now, also turns her gaze back on Reefa. For once, be prepared to put you in help when you have to.

She threw the test tube again as she dodged the ice dragon hook claws and ice braces. But it never explodes, only to wet the Ice Dragon's body with an overflow of clear liquid.

Reefa, who repeated it several times, then throws a test tube around the middle between herself and the ice dragon. Then, by the way, the white wax spread.

Is it a glare that deprives the ice dragon of its sight? The aim fitted well. Ice Dragon loses sight of Reefa because of his thick jaws and begins to turn right and left.

Reefa, who did not miss that gap and took the distance, let the chant complete and unleash the magic.

"That's it -!" Flameburst "heh!

Fire balls pour down into the icedragon as if it were a meteor. And the moment it struck directly, there was an ear-busting roar and a huge explosion.

A blow that's as powerful as a flame burst that Elle knows. Sure, that magic is countless fireballs pouring down, and at the end of the day, an explosion and a flame swallows the opponent.

But it shouldn't be so powerful. What the hell does Reefa say he did?

Flames rising high. Reefa, who formed it, stared at the flame as she breathed with her shoulders.

The shadow of an ice dragon lying on the ground. It would have done a lot of damage this time.

But the shadow moves out pickly. Rising with his neck, the ice dragon roared toward the clear sky.

"You're lying... you still can't take this down...?

Reefa's voice full of despair. I guess she tried with all her might, but still, Ice Dragon didn't fall.

Definitely, this was her limit.

Ice dragons spread their wings, winging at the sky. There are a number of scratches engraved on that body that jumped out of the flame that are never light.

But still, Ice Dragon still had the will and power to fight.

Ice dragons rising in the gutters. I thought you were going to run away like this, and suddenly that giant flips.

Vertical drop from above "Freefall". We will also gain propulsion with our feathers to accelerate on the way down.

The target is naturally Reefa, and after using up her powers, she can't cope with that attack.

If you hit it directly, you die. If it were plunder, that part would be missing.

The attack, which could also be called such a blow special, was blocked along with the heavy sound of a kid.

Ice dragons, which have fallen at considerable speeds, are bounced off and rolled as they scrape away the rocky skin on the summit of the mountain.

To the sight Reefa, of course, peeled even Elle, who was in a remote position. No, I can also say I couldn't believe it because I was away and watched exactly what happened.

Ice dragon giant that seems to be over a ton gently, coming from above. Harold knocked it off with only a slash by the sword of two blades.

Fatigue, fear, surprise. Reefers come to the spot to see if they have lost their power.

"... that's a hassle"

Pottori and Harold leaked those words. If you follow his gaze, there's another ice dragon flying this way.

Maybe that roar was for calling my people.

Too critical a situation if you normally think about it. Still, Harold doesn't have fine dust to choose to escape.

Gripping it in your right hand is a wide long sword. The blunt body, which seemed to be heavy, ran blue, and the root of the sword was embedded with emerald crystals, and the oxen appeared as if they were a burning flame.

In contrast, the thin black sword is on your left. of wasted decorations. It looked more like Harold in that it gave a sense of cleavage.

With the sword of his right hand on his shoulder, the sword of his left hand stays slumped down, Harold does not make it slight with the ice dragon waking up his body as he roars and the ice dragon flying this way, the two bodies, caught in sight.

Eventually those two line up. The intimidation that makes you think challenging the fight is like throwing your life away.

Harold speaks out for such an ice dragon.

"Death is the only thing waiting for you. Kill adults without resisting."

The target is a monster. I wouldn't have understood Harold's words.

Still, the ice dragons were angry. Because they hurt our bodies, or because they invaded our own territory?

But the anger doesn't last long either.

I felt like a sword flash ran. I felt it, because I wasn't actually able to see it, but I put it between beats and it proves to be right.

The ice dragon's neck, which was already worn out, fell off. No temper, no resistance of any kind.

It's like a little toy that gets broken by a child.

Hydra, a fellow who falls while his neck is amputated and red and black blood is ejected from the cross section. Ice dragons throw up braces toward Harold standing on that back.

People freeze instantly if you eat them. Harold was gone the moment it was released. And the screaming that goes up.

If you look, the right eye of the ice dragon was slashed and torn.

When? I don't even have enough respite to think about it. Next, the left hook claw is slashed in three pieces.

The flying membrane is slashed and carved to the ground just a few meters up with wings open to try to escape into the sky.

Harold doesn't stop. Leaving only remnants to infinitely attack.

Earlier that wasn't what you could call a fight. Cruelty such that the overwhelming strong condemn the weak.

Even Elle, who is securing a vision that overlooks the whole thing, will not be able to follow Harold's speed and orbit with his eyes. Ice dragons who are slaughtered up close are sure to be wounded within what they don't quite understand.

This is the existence of Harold Stokes.

Bad boy or knight killer? The youngest genius ever to join the Knights?

It is not to such an extent that it can be described in such terms lightly.

Pichah, and what stuck to my cheek. Give it back to me.

I wiped it with my right hand. That's ice dragon blood. The hand I wiped was trembling in small pieces.

Elle has seen with his eyes several of those he has ever called mighty. An anecdote to the great havoc told all over the place and the bravery of the fierce men who are better than listening.

But such is the power that they can only suppose to have isolated from the strength of men. It's like a disaster that scatters death.

Elle, and I'm sure Reefa, was also terrified of Harold at this moment.