Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

I kept destroying the dragon I caught in my eye with my weapon on many occasions, and once I came back to Niebes and the others with a flim call via the switch.

Flim's [suggestion] was probably a ship over the road in a way, as he was already pushing his strength and weapons inventory to the bottom at this time.

As soon as I kicked the release command to "SEAL" in an attempt to cancel the assistive technique, my body lost its power with the sensory fluctuations, and I crawled on all fours with my knees poked on the spot.

"- Ha-ha-ha... ha-ha-ha...!

"Hey, hey, are you sure you're okay? Can you go, Hart?

Flim worries about me and rubs my back when I sift all over my body and repeat my breath, which is rough or is still going to fall out of acid.

'- I think you should start before you fall...'

I don't think I was going to get a decent answer with my mouth, so I reply with a switched mindset. Is it because you are quite mentally exhausted that words are interrupted even over there?

Earlier, the fireworks launched by Flim's granting ceremony, Mine Sparkler, revealed that the Fei Dragons are gathering here continuously from the visual information of Eagle Eye.

Mine Sparkler was originally a "time-bound firing bombardment" technique that determines the interval to activation and the maximum range to be installed on the ground, walls, etc., as in "Bank Mine". The firing timing is any time within a minit. Maximum range is within one kilotre. After firing, it automatically explodes when proceeding to a set distance. Of course, it explodes at that point even if it comes into contact with something by the time the maximum range is reached. That's such a subtle technique.

But I didn't activate the Mind Sparkler just now for an attack. There are two reasons. One is to attract flying dragons scattered in the sky. The other is to bring back Mr. Ashley, who has no means of contacting him.

As I said myself, I fought in Absolute Square for nearly two minitos, causing the surrounding dragons to shut down. Especially the dragon is so annihilated that it cannot be found even if it is searched for, and the only thing that remains is the flying dragon.

I've already heard from Flim that Mr. Ashley is fighting with us and that [the reason] the dragon suddenly came out. So if I could have reduced the number of dragons just a little more and joined Mr. Ashley, I would have been able to hide the clouds from it with my support technique.

"Then I'll go, Hart. You ready?

Stop the hand that was rubbing my back, and Flim asks. She also has visual information about Eagle Eye, so you should know by now.

I nodded.

"Tamabu, I can do it"

It is a lie. To tell the truth, it's very hard. I'm not wounded, but I've been knocking down dragons ever since. I don't really remember myself how much I ran around. It is worn out in tea. Looks like all the bones are overlapped. It's also painful to breathe. Various organs were jumping a little in my stomach, and if I distracted myself a little, it was going to all come out of my mouth.

But I can't throw up a weak tone right now.

Do something about it.

Do something.

Nobody else, I'm here.

"VRRRAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWW!! '" GGGGRRRRRRYYYYYY!!' "URRRRYYYYYYYYY! '" PPPPPGGGGYYYYYYY!' "GGGGGRRRRAAAAAA!" "WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

The battle songs of the Fei Dragons coming down from overhead (Walkley).

I raised my chin and stared at the flying men. Several of them are already in a brace firing position.

I once again activated the Support Ceremony (Force Boost) x 10, struggling to catch my breath. Increase the enhancement coefficient to its maximum for surgical strength only.

Make sure you can play all the ten icons that came up around my shoulders, and then, uh-oh, the flim behind me breathes.

"Photon Provider!

Both palms of the flim that accompanied my back became feverish.

As soon as I do, the indescribable feeling breaks into my body. The foreign body feels as if Flim's hand has been buried on his back as it is. But it's warm.

Power overflows.

I lifted my arms so heavy that I wondered if they were even in the iron core, and pointed my hands at the flock of flying dragons above me.

"-" Freibom, "" Air Ripper, "" Bolt Stake. "

Take a long breath and de-secure the attack technique with activated audio. Five of each and a total of fifteen procedures are loaded into the "SEAL" output slot.

Icon Expansion. Injected with full surgery, each expands to a size close to ten melts in diameter. Expand the icons in a circle to cover me and Flim, and look at these as turrets and point them all at heaven.

Needless to say, no matter how inferior the attack formula installed on my SEAL, Photon Blood will be depleted in no time if activated at full capacity with the maximum enhanced surgery in Force Boost.

But only now you don't have to worry about that.

Flim's "Photon Provider" is her, her, her own original surgical ceremony. I even told my grandfather that it was a permanent institution, a technique that was developed to take advantage of the native Photon Blood intensity. The effect is to remind me of Mr. Ashley's air bike, "Zeagut" 's last disease, which is now sleeping at the bottom of a lake that has been destroyed and frozen without any more shadows to see.

Granting Ceremony to Share Energy as Your Photon Blood, Precisely the 'Reality Modifier' Contained There - That Was The Effect Of The Photon Provider.

Now Flim has my SEAL act as a photon provider. In other words, the attack formula that I'm about to activate will allow me to divert all of Flim's Photon Blood.

So you don't have to worry about wear and tear just now.

"OK, I'm connected. Whenever you want!

'Okay!

What do you do in this state? That is decided. I've done something similar before. Yes, during the Volkling Circus, I turned to the sky like this to protect Hanu, who activated the Tenryu technique.

They unleashed huge fireworks.

From the earth to the sky, Light Falls rose.

Ashley, who has been at full speed, stops in oblivion at the sight of that spectacular sight.

The first thing I held was the impression that it was beautiful.

Then, the cold feeling of horrible, crawls through the spine.

That was a painting I did Ashley and had never seen before.

Beowulf and milliverty flim bent into the ground. Over its head, more than ten top-wizard-sized surgical icons have been deployed, no matter how you look at them. What is fired from it is that is the blade of thick lightning and wind-wrapped individual air along with the dragon brace. What if the same deep purple rays of light that are mixed within them and depict icons are the "Freibom" aiming lines?

It won't stop. It's been activated continuously without running out of attack tactics. It was as if the army of wizards were attacking total. The serial attack technique sprays up the geyser, landing into a flock of flying dragons over the sky to be sucked in. The bombing ceremony sounds into the sky uninterrupted.

No matter how much dragon scales were resistant to the surgical formula, they were limited. One or two shots can stand it, but it strikes ten or twenty times denser. Once or twice with a human being, he won't die right after being beaten, but as many times as ten or twenty can be fatal. It was the same as that.

Thunder spears, solid air shells, and a storm of bursts all along the chain.

Fei Long, which was rarely struck in the wake of intensive fire, is extinguished one after the other, returning to its components.

A surviving dragon tries to respond with a brace, but after all, such is only a futile act similar to shooting an arrow at a tsunami. Their special exhalation also instantly abrades before the rage of the attack ceremony that sharpens them. Rather, the response was only a call to further counterattack, and it was assumed to have fallen at the initiative of a flying dragon who acted as an attacker.

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For Ashley, it was a difficult sight to devote to the brush tongue.

Though all soldiers, at least thirty dragons will disappear as light snow dissolves in the lake. Until recently, the opponent, who was struggling so much, is ravaged without a hand or leg.

It is also, more importantly, by the hand of a boy who affirmed in this mouth, "You are weak".

I was insulting you, all I can say is. I was going to know that by my head. the awesomeness of his explosive power. Maximum wind power at that moment was meant to be known by achievements, records and footage to date.

But "I meant" was all I meant to do.

There was an amazing taste that I knew for the first time when I saw it immediately. There was persuasion beyond reason.

It was the same when they helped me where I was in danger, but what makes me look different is [breakthroughs] to the point of being overwhelming.

Just three minitos. Three minitos now.

If this time passes, that boy will no longer be used. But if you can create so much destructiveness, isn't that enough? If we can destroy all our enemies by the time the time limit passes, isn't there anything wrong with that?

No matter, that's not true. I know as much as I know that can't be true if I think calmly. But I don't know why, it's like being captivated just to watch - [Expecting] something was in the boy's appearance.

Now I also feel that my boss, Miss Sword Villey, would have wanted him by any chance. Given her talent gathering habits, that boy must have been attractive enough to get his hands out of her throat.

Ashley noticed that many blue and white spheres appeared in her sight as all the flying dragons assembled around here were extinguished by the outbursts of three attack techniques that also resembled the great fireworks.

components. I guess Beowulf's other dragon stuff destroyed finally detected the location of the new owner now and gathered here.

Destroyed and the owner rewrote fine, but the new Lord's movement was too fast and the components that were hanging in the universe pull tails like meteors and are absorbed into Beowulf. of a flying dragon that was shut down (shut down) over it. It also falls to him.

It was as if the brilliant brilliance intersected several times and dazzled the occasion further.

But the harsh and fantastic sight was only a brief moment. The flock of flying dragons disappeared without any further resistance, all of which regressed to components.

At the same time, the storm of attack technique, which was like a giant fountain, stops - silence comes.

The surgical icon flew flying, and Beowulf, with his hands up against the sky, drifted like a threaded puppet. Naturally, you can't just do something like that.

But...

A boy with a buck and momentum raised his face somehow wandered his gaze - I saw this one.

――

As soon as my pitch-black eyes caught this one, I felt like an invisible finger poked me hard in the middle of my chest. Dokun, and the heartbeat only gets louder for a moment.

The boy shouted with a serious look.

"- Mr. Ashley! Hands!

The desperate voice as she extended her right hand this way had the force not to let her say whether or not, even if she didn't know her intentions. Avoiding the foolishness of asking what he was going to do, Ashley runs out toward him and the millibertiflim behind him.

It was the moment I rushed over and grabbed Beowulf's hand, which was offered anyway.

――

A huge amount of smoke erupted from Beowulf's feet, instantly enveloping his entire body. Smoke expands explosively and fills one side of the perimeter. When it comes to finding out why Ashley even knows that while her vision is blocked by the smoke, the smoke screen is half-transparent in Ashley's eyes.

It was not until some time later that Ashley learned that it was due to the supportive technique Hyde Smokescreen.

Having managed to wipe out all the dragons around us, Flim and I used cover-ups like "Chameleon Camouflage", "Acoustic Canceler" and "Times Fragrance" to hide the signs completely, just in case we activated the "Hyde Smoke Screen".

Of course, Photon Blood continues to let me use Flim's. Honestly, my own residue was almost depleted. I'll have to drink Brad Nectar, which is in storage later.

As for surgical propagation, it's okay that Flim and I are linked by a switch, but as for Ashley and Nievez and the others, we managed to do something with a chain link through direct contact.

I'm holding Mr. Ashley's hand, and Flim is letting Nieves hold the ankle of his combat boot. Because of its properties, Skylaider seems to have the specification to open the contact line even while wearing it. It should be noted that each of the four Nieves is connected by a router, so it was possible to use the cover-up formula as it was.

"" Phew... "

Me and Flim's sighs overlapped the moment I felt comfortable. In translucent smoke, I look back over my shoulder and look at her. My childhood acquaintance was a little bitter, and I laughed.

"... somehow, you did what you were supposed to do... well, you're amazing... I thought a boulder seal would be the first depletion (igzost) of my life..."

"Oh, my goodness... I was so self-absorbed...!

No matter how close Flim's Photon Blood is to inexhaustibility, my surgery with maximum enhancement is about ten times that of an ordinary person. It was a series of fifteen slots. Whatever it was, it was determined to be burdensome.

"It's okay, because I'll recover as soon as I can in the case of Atashi. than that......"

Here, and Flim's gaze slipped away. Chasing that destination, there was Mr. Ashley standing on his knees and holding hands with me.

For whatever reason, he turns his face away and points the back of his head and nod at me. When I realized, her palms were shuddering subtly as she grabbed my right hand. No heart, or the body temperature you pass on is warm.

"A, Ashley.........?

"... what are you doing?

My name is Kyoton, and Flim looks surprised and asks Mr. Ashley for suspicious behavior.

"-Come on, don't worry about it. To be honest, I think you look a little ugly in repeated fights. Don't look at me now because I'm a newborn......"

"Ah, yes..."

I'm not sure, but is it a women-specific psychology? I don't think it would be a problem for a beautiful woman like Ashley to have any kind of expression, but I wonder how embarrassing it would be because the gap between her red-gold hair and her visible ears turns bright red. I moved my gaze in a different direction.

"... So what does this mean? I took my hand as I was told..."

Mr. Ashley, with his face turned away, held up his hand with me and asked questions. Just at that time, the [Hyde Smoke Screen] effect time ended and the vision became clear.

"Oh, uh..."

"That's what Atashi explains. There's also this [both vaka] thing over here."

"Ugh..."

Behind Flim, who said emphatically that Vaka and I would do the part, Niebeth, who was holding that ankle, groaned as the bat looked bad. A short distance from there, three people are rolling like fish launched ashore: a red coat, a nose piercing and a knoppo. Incidentally, it seems that severe injuries and nasal piercings have been treated with Knoppo's recovery formula, "Living Light", and there is no consciousness, but there is nothing else in life. It is a relief.

Flim took his hand off my back and clasped his shoulder.

"As you can see about the current situation. Launch the flashy fireworks and draw you and the dragons of the sky all over the place. It was an operation to wipe out enemies around here and then hide in the clouds with Hurt's technique. There's a supportive arts icon at the end of your vision, right? Right now, they can't be found on the SB unless it's a heat source detection. This won't even bring out a new dragon, and it'll disappear anytime soon after it comes out."

Flim looked up at the sky, so I was followed and did the same. The Ethereal Dome, whose contours are cut into gizzards by a nearly collapsed building, is spread quietly. There is no sign of a flying dragon, neither in the overlooking view of the "Eagle Eye", which is still positioned over the sky, nor in the script of the Driving Dragon.

The area was quiet, as if the battle had been a lie until earlier. As if I had just come to this space.

"... in that way, it sounds like a whole reticle for me... well, fine"

Flim ignored Mr. Ashley's small protest. Ha, and laughed,

"Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

Phew, and signs of Mr. Ashley sighing.

"... all of a sudden I started doing such a standout thing, so to be honest, I thought you were finally genuinely crazy. But, by chance, you're lucky to have come to your senses."

"Finally, in earnest... what does that mean? I'm not listening to you."

"It means as I'm guessing. Because dealing with a herd of dragons in small numbers is not in itself a sane shack."

From the tuned tone, I can easily imagine what Mr. Ashley looks like even if he's turning his back. In contrast, Flim had a pimply, cold grin and stabbed him with his tongue at the tip of his tongue when he was on a poison needle.

"... hehe? So you're the one who ended up fighting with me, and you're one of those lunatics, right? You know you're there, don't you?

…………

Mr. Ashley pierced his silence with Flim's irony, but his power caged so much in the hand connected to me that he apparently was taking good mental damage.

"... in any case, there is nothing more than admiration for you who have set up and practiced such absurd manoeuvres. Besides, Beowulf, that was helpful earlier - no, wait a minute."

Halfway through the words of gratitude, Mr. Ashley breathed deeply into Suh-ha. Slowly look back at the face you were turning away from, whether the face you called ugly is okay.

Rugged eyes looked straight at me, holding my hand.

"… you should not have thanked the benefactor of your life in an appropriate manner. I'm sorry. Again -"

When I repartitioned him, Mr. Ashley took my right hand with both hands, changed his posture to one knee, and lay his eyes down.

The figure, in a nutshell, was like a knight serving a princess.

- Am I the princess?

"Thank you very much for helping us where we are in danger earlier. Seriously, it's because of you that I can be like this. Thank you very much."

"Heh...?

There was a dumb voice while I was there. I look at Flim like I'm asking for help. Then, Flim was circling his eyes at Mr. Ashley's attitude, which was frivolous and suddenly awe-inspiring.

"... what's really going on, you...? - No way, you hit me in the head in the fight earlier...!? This is ridiculous! That's why I told you to be so careful!

"- So you are my sister or my mother!? If you haven't hit your head, there's no heat! As a knight, I am truly grateful to the benefactor of my life! Can you not take it in a strange way?!?

She also chewed back on the sword screen in such a way that she was impatient to the very breathtaking flim that yelled at Mr. Ashley worried.

No, you know, I'm a little scared to be shouted like that, even though I'm killing acoustics with how much (acoustic canceller)...

Once he shouted and cleared his mind, Mr. Ashley turned to me, exhaling deeply.

Again, pepper, and bow your head.

"... please forgive my previous disrespect. Apparently, I may have misworn the meaning of the title Hero, Brave Man.... there is still no clear answer in me about that... but anyway, this is all I will withdraw"

Mr. Ashley, who raised his face, peered into my eyes as if he would emit unseen pressure. I stare back at the rugged eyes that look at me sincerely, so that I can be sucked in again.

"- You are not weak, etc. He was a fine [knight], with a very strong will. I apologize again for being rude."

I gripped my right hand softly and drooped my head again at Mr. Ashley, and my face got so hot that it seemed like a fire was coming out. There is no word for the fierce tickle that is stroking the back of your throat with feathers.

"Ah.................................................................................................................................................................?

Maybe or definitely bright red in the face, and the voice coming out of my throat is trembling and flipping. Something's crying. Somehow I could see that the embarrassment was on the verge of overflowing and sublimating to something else.

- Is the person in front of this really that Mr. Ashley? Didn't you replace it with someone else whose face looks just like it, while you didn't look at it for a second?

That couldn't possibly have happened, but my attitude had changed so much that I thought so unexpectedly.

"But"

Mr. Ashley flipped his words faster than I could blow a bubble and faint into a response gap that had changed too much.

She looked at me again, and now she looked at me, and she said,

"I think what worked this time was the theory of results."

"- To?"

I feel like I ate a shoulder watermark, and my weird voice leaks out of my throat.

"Therefore, I will make a difference to your [fluent]. I mean, are you stupid or reckless? No thought? I'm glad they're all alive as a result, but it's no exaggeration to say that if you took one wrong step, you were wiped out, right? In the first place, you, Millibertiflim, or I wouldn't have put it in the math to help, would you?

Gradually, anger mixed with my voice, and my right hand held both hands caged in proportions.

Oh, I knew it was this guy, Mr. Ashley - and I reasserted it with a strange sense of security. The reddish complexion also feels sooo healed.

Frim blurred in a groaning sigh at Mr. Ashley, who grabbed my hand as he squeezed a rag.

"Ashley... you're really a 'clearly said doctrine'..."

"I don't want to be told just by you, Milliverty Flim"

Tung, I agree with Ashley turning away. [M] Sure, I don't just want Flim to tell me.

"- Well, let me tell you the key story"

In the end, Mr. Ashley moved on without waiting for my reply. Even so, as far as I'm concerned, I didn't forgive you or not, so I was fine.

Hiraki, glancing at Nieves grabbing that ankle behind Flim,

"What are they?

And, look back at Flim. Oh well, Flim answered with a slight smile on his face and a throwing feeling.

"It was these guys, cause"

"Yes?"

In reply to the omission of the subject, of course, Mr. Ashley tilts his neck.

"Why all of a sudden the dragon came out. These guys."

Did you get frustrated back, smashing the words out and Flim shows his back with his thumb.

As for me, who already heard it from Flim, I can't forbid sympathy for them just a little because of the magnitude of the situation. Because if I had caused something similar, and Flim and Mr. Ashley would have blamed me, I would have died of stomachache.

"... Yes?

Mr. Ashley's voice repeated with his little neck tilted - [Cold].

Guru, when my right hand was tightened with all my might, the pain ran.

"- Yikes!? Ouch! Ouch!? Ouch, Mr. Ashley!?

Mr. Ashley returned to me screaming. [M]

"Also, I'm sorry, I..."

He immediately loosens his strength and rubs it when his fingers make him eat it up. I was more than a little surprised that you caressed me gently because I thought it would just stop the pain. After all, the truth is, maybe he's sweeter than he looks.

"- But what do you mean? What the hell did you do?"

Rugged glances pierce Nievez as he drips behind the flim. His face, with his hips down on the ground and his hands gripping the ankle part of Skylaider, cannot be seen with brown hair like a curtain. However, its shoulders were trembling dangerously loud.

"... chi, no... no... oh, we... I never thought this would happen... I never thought it would happen... eh!

Is it the sound of Niebeth's teeth squealing that makes him sound kachi between words? But it can't be cold. Nothing else was shaking his whole body - it was [fear] emotion.

Niebeth raised her face with momentum in the wind that she couldn't stand it any longer. Let tears seep into your eyes and scream in desperate shapes.

"'Cause you do!? I don't think you're normal!!

The name of the being that frightens him so far.

"- I can't believe there's such a [stupid, deadbeat gatekeeper]!!!