Senpensekai no Madoushoshi

Carroll has been slashed by Hadion many times beside the carpenters working on putting together tonnes of cut lumber with a wooden hammer.

"I don't know what you mean."

Being slashed is not a metaphor or anything. Carol holds the real dagger and wields it against Hadion.

"Whoa, whoa... are you okay? You're really okay, aren't you, Toslin?"

Hadion, who takes it, also uses the one-handed sword he just bought. He basically seems thorough in taking it, but he swings it down thoughtfully from time to time. Carol barely flipped it, but in case it hits you properly, I'm sorry it's not an injury... right?

"I can't say it's absolute, but we're not amateurs, and we're fine."

Toslin tells me to watch quietly, but I don't want to offend my heart like this.

"Lo, Rosé. Come on..."

"It's okay, Mr. Iris. 'Cause I'll fix it when I do."

Oh, well. Mr. Rosé is a cleric, isn't he? I can't believe I'm curing my injury before breakfast... That's not what I'm saying...

"Mr. Iris may well be worried. But he wants to know what we really are. If so, there's no way you don't use a weapon you're familiar with."

"Hmm, I generally get it. Next up is Elf's maiden. Call me, but good."

"Oh? Will you nominate me next? Soya Rosé. Say hello to Carol."

"Hino, Hino... Whatever... My attack, it doesn't hit me at all..."

In exchange for Toslin, Carol is back. There are cuts all over the body that are painful.

"Please don't move because it will heal now."

While Mr. Rose was healing Carol's injuries with a healing miracle, the arrangement between Toslin and Hadion began.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!"

With a brave ambition, Toslin is slashed by Hadion. Unlike Carol's dagger, her weapon is a great sword. Toslin's sword flashes, which even let him cut off the scales of the dragon, even though it was getting brittle, are sharp even when I, the amateur, see them.

"That's a thoughtful, unmistakable move. It doesn't seem to be our style."

"My house isn't a knight's lineage either!! Since I was a kid... it's been planted!!"

"Well, that's great. One blow at a time is so heavy I don't think it's an elf."

Mixed with the sound of the carpenter's hammer, the sword takes the sword and the sound of it playing sounds. I was going to pick a less popular place, but when I heard that sound, people got together, and now a good number of people are watching the two of them present.

"But it's still rough. Too distracted by shaking hard, my feet are neglected"

"... thanks for pointing that out"

After Hadion recieved the sword, he paid for the legs of a disfigured Toslin. So the rendezvous ended and Hadion caused the fallen toslin.

"Next up, brave maiden, yeah. Just"

When Hadion says so, Mr. Rose stands up after Carol's treatment.

"Okay, I'll come."

Pull out the lowered mace on your hips and put a shield on your other hand. Then Hadion also held the shield he had placed on the ground again. It's a metal, simple but heavy shield.

"If you take a mace like that, your sword is going to break. So I'll let you use my shield, too, okay?"

"Be my guest."

Mr. Rosé kicks the ground in line with his reply. A powerful blow after swinging it wide strikes Hadion.

"Hey, I lost. I lost. It's a complete defeat."

Gah...... and sounded like an ear cruncher. Behind Toslin walking this way, the sound of Hadion's erected shield receiving Mr. Rosé's mace.

"Hadion is sung not only in books, but also in poetry, right? I mean, the boulder didn't stand a blade at all."

Toslin doesn't seem to have any cuts like Carol, thanks to her wearing plate armor. But because I've received Hadion's sword many times, there's more damage to my armor.

"That's why they're sealing the power..."

"It's against the rules, isn't it?"

Sit on top of the lumber where the toslin was cut out. It's hard for Carol to stand too, but she sat with chocolate next to her.

"Hih!? Wow... now, it's dangerous..."

Speaking of which, I couldn't sit around worrying about Mr. Rose and Hadion, who meet hard. It was breathtaking to see Mace hit the shield and scatter the spark, and whenever the sword shredded Mr. Rose's breast plate, he stepped on the spot with his feet about to rush out.

"I knew even Rosé was going to be tough..."

"But you didn't fight well?"

"I mean, it's kind of like knowing what's in your hand. Look, you don't normally engage in attacks right now. I'd be dead first, for sure."

"What, dead!?"

"Hadion knows that too, it's more stepping in than when Atashi and the others did, right? What do you mean?"

"Hey, you two... I'm not talking about swallowing like that, are you? Obviously, we've been meeting longer than we used to.

When Toslin and Carol were like 5 minutes at best, but Mr. Rose and Hadion have already made up their minds over 10 minutes.

"Ha, ha..."

Mr. Rose's breath is up and his legs are fluttering. If we go on any further, there could be an accident. Hadion put his sword away when I ran out to break in between that I couldn't watch anymore.

"Let's keep this about it. I know what they're capable of."

"I'm still..."

"Rose, I'm done!! Not any more!! Absolutely not!!"

Even though the snow is starting to melt, it's still cold out there. Even so, Mr. Rosé is stunningly sweaty.

"... Iris,..."

"My body gets cold when I stay like this. Let's get back to the inn and take a bath."

Lean in to support Mr. Fluffy Rosé's body. It's kind of like Mr. Rose isn't the usual Mr. Rose right now. You look kind of in a hurry. Does it have anything to do with the fact that you looked angry before you came here?

"Wow, I see..."

My persuasion made sense, and Mr. Rosé nodded. Good. If I could go on any further, rope around my neck. But I was going to take him back. It's not an analogy, is it? A lot of rope is falling here, and I might be able to ask a carpenter for about one. Of course, I don't have the strength to do anything about Mr. Rosé, so ask around Toslin, though.

"Okay, so, um... a little, away from me. My sweat will get Mr. Iris dirty..."

"I don't care about that."

"Wow, I care. You can walk on your own, please..."

I'm kind of glad to see Mr. Rosé having trouble reddening his face. Because I finally felt like my usual Mr. Rosé was back. It's not because Mr. Rosé in trouble looked cute, is it?

"I always thought Mr. Rosé smelled good, didn't I?"

"Ah, Mr. Iris!?"

Oh, correction after all. This guy is so cute. Well, that's something I've known for a long time.