The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

Fourth floor - in front of the big conference room.

Dozens of masked ghosts have sprung up, but I explode under a blow [blasting thread] and aim to go up.

Then finally it leads to the great hall on the fourth floor. The room was filled with bright red carpets and a huge round table rested in the centre.

In one of its round-table seats, a man with a big cheeky face who is treading back. That would be General - Bull Hound - of the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Kingdom of Amulzess.

And there was a pathologically thin blue-haired man sitting in the seat next to the bull. The cheeks of the skinny (or lean) man are sprinkled, and there is a big bear in his eyes, and he observes us with his thin eyes.

"Huh, no matter what you think, kid..."

"Shut up."

Numerous red threads kill a blue-haired man from all directions, causing countless explosions at the same time as the collision.

"Grrrrrrrr!"

Bull roars at the beast, but he crawls on all fours and threatens me.

A blue-haired man who puts his hands in the pocket of his jacket by a round table blown to the wooden dust (kopamin), but looks at it without losing a smile.

"Was that prevented?

Theo squeezes a plethora of words from the back of his throat.

Well, I guess it's intact. Unique chills like this hair producing upside down. It's rubbish (...) that should be relative at all costs.

But now there's something I have to do before this kind of trash.

Still running bright red with both eyes, he fixed his gaze on the bull that was going to stare at me,

"Come on, do your best. I'll send you."

Put your palm (palm) up, fold the tip of your right hand, and make a few rounds.

A blue-haired man rattles his fingers with his pussy.

Gush! Gosh! Guggio!

With the sound of bones crushed and meat crushed, the bull slowly transforms.

Your body hair grows, your ears move over your head, and your canine teeth grow.

"Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!

Roaring (howling), kicking on the floor with four legs, then on a nearby table, cleverly jumping to the ceiling (whimpering), plunging in a straight line like a bullet towards me, sticking its sharp canine teeth against my left neck.

I manipulate the atmosphere and attempt to restrain the entire body of the bull by "wind manipulation".

"I look to you now, but I don't work for such a beast."

Operate the atmosphere per bull floating in the air a few centimeters in front of my left neck muscle and blow it straight to the left wall.

Flying at a speed that was not as fast as the dump car or the dump car, the bull slammed against the wall resumes the intimidation of me with four of them still slipping from the wall.

"Poor puppet. Are you a person or a bummer now?

It's already monstrous. It would surely be useless to talk about it. Until I saw the look on Zap's face at the end, I didn't consider any other options other than turning it into ground beef (hikiyaki) without question, such as puppets on the outer road.

But that last look on Zap's face seemed very unlikely to be what he had asked of the enemy soldiers who were still attacking him this way. It became dust (dust) with a soothing (mostly) look, as if I were convinced to release the bull.

I'm really crazy. I really don't want to betray that Zap expectation. Because that's what I thought.

"As General of the Raddle Army, I drew up a plan, and I killed thousands of your men. I've just killed your deputy, Zap. Additionally, I was the one who slaughtered a general named Aethe."

The look on Bull's face doesn't even work with Pickle.

"What do you say? Do colleagues regret that their rivals killed their men? Or has even the feeling of sadness been eaten up by that vulgar mummy bastard?

From what Tosh tells me, there was something ruthless about it, but General Bull and I were supposed to be brave and extremely good military men.

Then only this situation, in which we have lost our generals in vain, should be absolutely unforgivable.

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The flesh moves on my cheeks, but I keep my center of gravity low with four of them, and they leap (giggle) towards me.

"Not enough yet..."

[Wind manipulation] to capture the limbs of the bull and throw them into the ceiling.

The bull clashes from his back to the ceiling as he rotates, trembling heavily at the mansion. A small scream was leaked (also) from Lucia behind the vibration when the ground shouted the building.

He falls to the ground according to gravity, and when he jumps, he distances himself from me, raising his roaring voice as he bleeds from his head.

"Wang there is already a work of wax. Now, no matter what kind of stimulus you give me, it's very, very responsive, etc. - So..."

The blue-haired man, he proclaims so well.

I know. Until I saw the end of that zap, that's what I thought.

"Think back to everything you've done.

He despised the people of the occupied land, and tried to starve them to death. Besides, it is intended to be a mummy offering of bad taste. Even so, you have the greatest contraindication for being given the responsibility to govern. "

The sound of intimidation blends out.

"Plus. Without a thorough investigation, he ordered the troopers to build a pile of corpses. I didn't even interact on the grounds that it was the opposite of Camelot's Aethe army, which was supposed to require close collaboration (convulsions). You let your men die."

"Grr..."

Bull starts to raise his distressed voice and scratch his dog's turned face galloping.

A sharp nail breaks through the skin, and the red carpet (carpet) is dyed even darker red.

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For the first time, a blue-haired man turns off a grin from his face and stares at the bull.

You're disqualified as a general.

"Buru!!"

With a large grain of tears, when he exclaims, the bull rises on two legs, even as he meets for the first time.

Is it due to increased blood pressure? His face is bright red congested, his left eye running bloody, and as for his right eye, he is turning groovy. Not very much, but it doesn't look like it can stand.

Yet Bull goes step by step.

"Fucking asshole..."

A blue-haired man makes a short voice in his mouth like Yangtian.

"Take the sword. And remember! You are the General of the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Kingdom of Amulzes-- supposed to be the Bull Hound! At least let me take the kejime as the last general with my own hands!

"Guvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvu..."

It is as if, when the noise of a broken radio is heard, a voice is thrown out of General Bull's mouth.

At the same time, like a machine, your right hand turns to the pattern of the long sword on your hips, gripping and pulling it out.

"Brrrrrrr!!"

He makes an odd noise, puts up his sword and walks out to me. Every step you take, blood runs out of your nose and ears. Cracks occur in the skin and they cross the body. The bull with the blood dyeing the floor bright red didn't stop stopping at me.

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Finally, the bull that came to me dissolved my skin in drools, creating a full body.

Yet...

"I, General of the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Kingdom of Amulzes- Bull Hound. Thank you so much!!"

Ni and I raise the corner of my mouth and wave it down with the power of my body.

I re-grip the pattern of the little sword in my right hand, playing the flirtatious and slowly approaching sword, bouncing its neck.

Become the sand of Sarasala, looking down at the collapsing bull, neither Theo nor Lucia will open their mouths.

Just a blue-haired man with a hateful look. I guess they have a forecast for an overview of this damned case, too.

"Sumbalai!! I didn't know Wang would regain his self!!"

The blue-haired man dyed his face in trance and shook joyfully with his hands spread exaggerated.

I don't know if it's deliberate or vegetarian, but he seems to be showing his one-by-one throw, "The Mockingjay," a three-sentence play where everything is bad, and I really care.

"Die."

When thrown away, he releases [Blast Thread] to the blue-haired man with all his might.

Dozens of red threads carrying death collide (sooner or later) with blue-haired men from all directions, causing explosions.

"That's a hell of a power. If it wasn't in this space, it could have been burned."

He bends his whole body cleverly, like a mollusk, and the blue-haired man poses in a nasty way.

Does it not work? The noise mixed with this blue-haired man's analysis from earlier on. I'm not sure of the status, but the dialogue with 'If it wasn't within this space, it could have been burned' as much as just now. At least within this realm, he must have some kind of absolute nature.

Then we need to destroy this space itself.

Even if the power of [Big Dragon Kates of Ice], [Blast Thread], and [Wind Manipulation] is proportional to magic, it is intrigued (Percussion) and superior magic. Destructive power does not extend far to the magic of four legends (legends).

I mean, the winning condition against this guy is how to hit him with legendary (Legendary) magic.

"What's your affiliation? Are you one of those one-eyed men?

I'm not interested in the location of this guy or anything, but it's going to kill time.

I create a wall of air around myself by [wind manipulation] and start the chant securely after blocking the sound.

"One-eyed? I don't know anything about it."

He's the one who talks angrily all the time. But it doesn't even look like he's stating a lie. You really don't seem to know. Should I at least understand that I am not one of them?

"My lord, you are asking who you are! Answer now!"

All right, let's talk about it as a distraction at that rate.

"It's a good guinea pig with a lot of power. But, okay."

When the man with blue hair aligned his heels, he placed his right hand forward and his left hand on his back.

"The eagle ha-ha, the blue beard of [Heroic Rakudo]. Go ahead, be good."

Speak up.

"Why are you doing such a terrible thing!?"

Lucia scolded her voice as she saved tears in her eyeballs.

"Is that a terrible thing?

Blue beard leans (hides) the small neck with the kyoton. Apparently, you don't really understand.

"I made everyone a monster!!"

"Oh, it's about the ghosting of the natives of this land."

When the point is made, he puts his right fist in the palm of his left hand and distorts his face ugly,

"Is it for the creation of the supreme ghost vessel?"

Reply to bounce.

"The supreme... ghost vessel?

"Yes. That's the top of this me, the greatest thirst. And yeah, that essence is - it's people's hearts!

With his hands wide open, Blue Beard looks up to heaven and proclaims so loudly.

"You think it's people's hearts?

Theo's voice trembled when he asked.

"A person's mind is not just a symbol handled by the frontal lobe, but the best detonator against surgery by revealing their soul!"

Bluebeard puts his hand on his chin, explains obtainably, and jumps the floor in light steps.

"The greatest element of tough (ginseng) flesh creation that can be the vessel of a powerful ghost soul is - the strength of the subject human spirit! But by ghosting a human with that strong spirit with certain emotions, you can ensure the physical strength that a powerful ghost soul deserves!!"

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While walking around, Theo's face is stained with anger by a blue beard that drips through unintelligible delusions. Lucia also puts tears in her eyes and finds her blue beard.

Blue mustache continues to spread to teeth such as Theo and Lucia.

"As a person in this inferior world, Wang also held a fine soul earlier.

It was very hard to evoke certain emotions in Wang. "

What you did to General Bull is also highly predictable. What's next in the unrestrained (seemingly unrestrained) out-of-the-way that gradually undead around your hands, you crazy psycho bastard who ghosts others? These are the ones who paint mud on the faces of the world all the way back home.

"What did you do!?"

Blue beard laughs ugly (yuzuku) at Lucia, who highs sharply.

"I tried everything, but when I waved a delicious, delicious meat dish, it fell on me."

"Meat dishes...... no way"

Apparently, you thought of both of them, and they were rapidly drawing blood.

"Yeah, that's right. That one was crying like a baby."

A pervert who dyes his face into a trance and embraces his own body.

I assure you. This guy needs to be killed right here. It's rubbish.

"Don't you have a human heart?

Blue beard laughs strangely at the resentment of squeezing (squeezing) out of the back of Theo's throat.

"Of course, there is. That's why you're asking, isn't it?

"You are..."

That Theo would spin further words of outrage.

- Unleash your mission.

The completion of my chant was simultaneous.

Well done. Theo, Lucia. Thanks to you guys, I had a chance to end this farce.

"[Fire]"

The unusual number of 3D magic formations that arise forward, as answered to my Spirit.

The magic formula (rune) forming the magic formation surrounds the blue beard at high speed when it is stripped (is), as if it were a symbol of my will.

"Hmmm!? Huh!?"

Bluebeard raises a voice of doubt that contains his first strong impatience, but the hour is already late. The magic formula (rune) made the blue beard completely inclusive.

"Theo, Lucia, we need to get out of here now!

I multiply activate the [Supreme Shield (Aigis)] while holding Lucia with my left arm and grabbing Theo's jacket with my right hand, I kick the floor with all my might and drive to the ground floor.

The ceiling stains red just as we descend to the ground floor. Even I, the activator, swallowed a tsunami of red lotus (grunt) from that heaven.

For a moment, the world is dyed white.

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From the heavily holed ceiling, the moonlight that plugs in, apparently this ridiculous world has vanished beautifully and refreshingly.

And a blue beard floating in the universe was staring down at me with bloody eyes as if they were directed at my parents' revenge.

"It's been a long time, isn't it? I don't feel much power from you right now."

Both legs and left arm of the blue beard have already been burned out of the roots and half of the face has been burned, like a zombie. Besides, it's not just the exterior. Unprecedented expressions of oppression have disappeared without a trace.

As expected, I guess that space was causing him to bottom-up his abilities.

――

Bluebeard does not answer my words, only looks down at me in the shape of a demon.

"What do you say? How does it feel to be lightly ragged by those inferior aboriginal people, a quote that blatantly proclaimed your ugly sexuality at your leisure? Look, I'm gonna ask you this. Come on, let's try the same high school theory again, huh?

Put him on track, then slap him down to Nara. Again, this has to be the way the outside road is handled. Really pleasant.

Lord, you look amazing.

"Yeah, you're alive."

flat through the murmurs as if they were heartbroken from behind,

"You should be able to get out of this mansion by now. Take all army prisoners and temporarily retreat to Silke."

Giving instructions, I look up at the bluebeard, which is still floating in the air.

"Are you okay?

"Who are you talking to? It's in the way of my struggle. Hurry up and go."

When Lucia came before me, she stood back and pressed her lips gently.

Something like that, with me and Theo on my ass,

"Gray, come home safe and sound."

The word ends with Lucia kicking through the building's doorway and rushing outside.

"Safe, Lord."

Shoulder to shoulder, Theo also praises, disappears after Lucia.

"Is it time to end this? Fool."

"Kill..."

"Uh?

Place your right hand on your left ear.

"I'm going to turn you into a mess of ground beef! First, let me feed you that gray-haired girl's meat!!"

The bluebeard, which is red as a boiler's face with shame and lifts countless blue muscles, is truly hilarious.

"Haha, try it"

I close one eye, open the circular ring area to the full, and concentrate my whole spirit on building [bird cages].

As usual, the analysis is mixed with noise and I'm not sure, but now that I've torn through that kidding space, this guy doesn't have an earlier omnipotence.

Besides, this [birdcage] is specially made. Twelve good effects should be expected.

Blue beard begins the last ascension, and I also seek a farce curtain.