Senpensekai no Madoushoshi

The coral castle is surrounded by excavations. But that seems to be more for swimming and fishing than for protecting against external enemies, and I can't rely on it. Above all, their opponents are amphibians who are better at moving in the water than on land. Even if the moat was deep at last, it would not have helped to stop it.

"Do it, and break the commandments of this world!

I want to stop that leg before they approach the castle. I changed from a ring to a white guide. If I open it, one letter after the other comes to mind.

"The watchman, who loves the time of quiet, dives into the waves of sand and grinds his grim fangs for his present preparation. It is an arrogant ruler. It is a challenge to the supreme. Even the wind that runs through the sea plains connects with its long tails!

"Everyone's, hurry up and get inside the moat!

"Come here for the injured one!

Though the soldiers of Seylan seem to be mainly using their magic to confront the flock of Moss Frogs, they are overwhelmingly passive. Lightly estimated, it has not even been able to stop on the spot, being pressed by more than fifty Moss Frog objects.

I understand that the Queen has decided to abandon this island, but that is not the way to go.

"Goddess, you mistletoe. Something to succumb to, something to persevere in, something to go all the way. All the sober things, all the hard work!

Grab the Book of Magic with your left hand and put your right hand into the sky. Then in the void on its extension, the wind begins to gather. The denser air twisted my vision and eventually the membrane broke.

"Become, what?

"Empty... distorted...?

"In the name of the goddess Ilua, there is no harm done to you! Come on, get that soldier over here. Heh! Otherwise it will be too late!

The soldiers who saw it stopped for fear, but returned to me in the voice of their sister, and ran. And when they all came back over the moat, I resumed my chanting with a high voice.

"It takes... Holy fealty, be done! The name and power of Iris Calvafon blossoms over time and reaches fruit!

Gobble, gobble, wind, ground sounds. The water that was swamped by the moat rose as fog, creating several rainbows.

"No Sound (Lilier) 's Hideaway (von Quadriga) Huh!

From the world of dreams to this world, a giant body appears worthy of the tyrant's name. The white snake, wearing a fitted golden crown of two jewels, sounded quietly once, basically spreading a large wing commensurate with its body.

"Ku, quadriga? No way, um... legendary? Tyrants?"

A soldier who had fled slipped his hips to its immensity and crouched on the spot with Petan.

"I don't know. You're right."

Quadriga has her mouth wide open, peeking at the chillo, chillo and red tongue. And he looked down at me just asking me to give him an order quickly. I feel the king's style, without any charm from his eyes, and without A (mortal).

I nod, pointing to a flock of mosfrogs looming in front of me.

"Iris Calvafon commands thee in the meantime."

My magic-sucking book of magic sparkled the letters powerfully.

"Ravage it."

Quadriga, who responded instantly to my words, breaks the silence and barks. At that next moment, a tyrant swept into the wind and plunged into a flock of Mossfrogs.

From there onwards, it becomes a one-sided development.

Without any previous glimmer of resistance, a few mosfrogs blow up at a time that were invading Seylan's territory with our faces.

"Oh, whoa! The monsters of rocks that even play our magic... shattered in an instant..."

"This doesn't feel like it's going to have to go out."

Quadriga dances endlessly. The wrapped wind twirled irregularly from bottom to top, from top to bottom, rising, beating and letting the mosfrog giant die......

It's called a tyrant of the wind, a quadriga that is thought to manipulate the wind, but the essence of its ability is actually elsewhere. Manipulating the air and turning off any sound. And creating silence is the original power. Raising the wind is in itself only a by-product of it.

"Shroooooooooooooooooooo!"

Is that why? After defeating all the mosfrogs a few minutes later, the quadriga that came back to us sounded so grumpy.

There is an analogy of a frog stared at by a serpent, but a covenant was made that if someone who knew nothing was stared at by a quadriga like this, they would not be able to move. If I were you, I'd be confident I'd fall.

"Thank you, Quadriga"

When I spoke that way, Quadriga's head, about the height of a two-story roof, came down without a nudge or sound. And he brought his nose closer to me.

What does this mean? You mean stroke it? But is that okay? I'm the first impression that you don't seem to forgive me for something like that.

Try to stretch your right hand softly. Then Quadriga pulled her head back softly. Mmm, I guess I don't want you to touch me. But then why?

Someone accidentally grabbed my finger as I put my ankle up with my extended hand intact.

"Ah, Master Griselda..."

One of the gems embedded in Quadriga's crown sparkled, and Lord Griselda showed himself.

"Thank you for calling, Master Calvafon"

And as Saluena often does, she kneels before me and kisses the back of her hand.

"Quadriga apparently cares about Sands One, Master Calvafon"

Another gem sparkled, and now Mr. Wall landed fuzzily like a windy stall, similarly mouthing in my hand.

"At that time, Quadriga seemed to regret not being able to stop Sands Wands, who had his fangs stripped off by Master Calvafon."

After hearing your two explanations, I finally figured out why Quadriga's mysterious behavior.

"That's right. But that's not bad for Quadriga."

Quadriga is still staring at me. But I don't have an expression, and I still can't pick up my emotions from that face. But if you're worried about me...

"But thanks Quadriga"

Thank you again. Then it seemed to pass properly, opening his mouth small and glaring at Chillo and his tongue.

Now what happened after that, with almost every soldier returning except a few who were seriously injured, the Queen changed her policy. He decided to remain on the island and ordered Mr. Arshna to eliminate Mossfrog altogether.

By then, an additional two or so Rambrick Pirates battleships had arrived, and their battle power had increased dramatically. The Pirates and we were to continue to take part in the battle to beat the home of Mossfrog in a way that responded to Mr. Arshna's request.

It was an island about half the size of the inside of Seylane that took the battleship and headed with Mr. Arshna's guidance. Rocks peeled out of nothing, such as lush plants and creatures. There, Mr. Arshna said, used to be a big green island. But over the years, Moss Frog ate the island, and now you're the size of it.

"Eat your place and be chased where you live...? If Maury's legend is true, it means they haven't changed in a long time."

"Still, for a moment, you could have made a wish and become a dragon, so that makes you happy, doesn't it?

Saluena and Toslin talk about it, watching the island far-sighted at the tip of the ship.

"Oh, I knew it was"

That's when I'm talking about what I'm doing, comparing the map spread out on the table to the island, and I'm snorting alone.

"Hmm? What is it, after all?

What is it?

That's what Laplice and Mippo said as they rubbed their sleeping eyes on Unigurumi's back, looking to sleep.

"Oh, look. Look at this? This is where we are. This is Fretelli."

After placing the landmark shell on the two locations on the map, he pointed to the other location.

"And in the fairy. Right?

When I did, Mr. Weir nodded face-to-face.

"Oh, yeah. Right. That's pretty much what this place does."

Gong!

"Go, go! It hurts, Master! Why are you hitting me?

And next to her, who held her head in tears, is Master Griselda.

"I'm too familiar with Master Calvafon. Remember that you are a benefactor of our lives at the same time that you are revealed to us as an apostle. All right?"

"Even if they say that, I can't help but get used to this already! You said even Master Calvafon could stay the way he is, and nothing like this..."

Gong!

"... okay?

"Ha, ha..."

Mr. Wall eats his fist bones in the same place and slams them against the table with few words. It sounded like a headache to me, but would it be okay?

"So? What's wrong with the inside of the fairy?

"Hmm? Oh, yeah. Eh..."

Carol, with her cheekstick on all the sights she was used to seeing, encouraged the conversation to continue. Oh, by the way, Ritzereich is roaring in the cabin for seasickness. Your sister is in her care and she is not here.

"Remember when we walked in the desert for the fairies?

"Of course. I remember well because it was funny how Iris walked with his mouth half open and he looked like a zombie."

"You can forget it there."

I don't know about that time. I told you about when I found an oasis in the desert for the Griseldas. Plus the presence of Moss Frog, who was lurking in that oasis.

"Oh, there you are. Looks like that was the breeding ground, but where did those guys disappear after that? You weren't in the fairy, were you?

"Yeah. I was just checking to see if I was curious too..."

The place where the desert oasis was and the cave where Moss Frog went in. If you tie those two points together and stretch them further to the sea, you'll hit the island you're just on your way to.

"Master Calvafon thinks that Moss Frog, who was in the Oasis, is gathering on that island."

"Yes. They used to have a lot of islands around here, and I was wondering if it was any wonder they were coming and going"

Carol is a breeding ground, but I think I might have a different purpose. Though nobody knows the truth because little is known about Moss Frog's ecology.

"Gentlemen, we will be landing on the island soon! The number of Moss Frogs left is not much, if anything, for what you see. Now that we have the help of the Rambrick Pirates and the Adventurers, that number is by no means high, but it is still a number we cannot be optimistic about. Gentlemen, be careful."

The commander of the convoy assembled for the Moss Frog crusade is Mr. Arshna, Princess of Seylane. When she says that, the soldiers and sailors of Seylan respond to it. Of course, I got modest, too, but I squeezed my hand and screamed au.