Usotsuki Senki, Meikyu wo Yuku

When I cried, I felt surprisingly refreshed.

That's how Lila felt when she wet her tears and scratched her, and that's how she hated herself.

My mind is simple, and if I try to be honest with my body's desires, I feel surprisingly refreshed. Bad things don't have to worry about the outside world. Still, my heart isn't clear, and I'm as poor as ever in battle. Waving the thunderbolt stopped blurring. Lightning has been lightly prevented, and high-speed travel has been read trajectories.

Still haven't lost yet because the other guy is slightly confused.

Fighting conveys the other person's feelings. Most of the time, we compete seriously with each other, but sometimes when the power is leaning towards one side, it can be an awkward atmosphere. The situation of the current opponent is exactly that, although it is good to start a fight, it makes the opponent cry unilaterally, and that, if I beat him down here again, it is just like the reaction of a child when his conscience is loud.

I feel sorry for the fact that my eyes are very gloomy and I feel sorry for her.

Goddamn it, the irritation grows.

I still hate myself for making my heart feel easier once I cry, which is why I've kept my heart in storage for the past few years without crying once, but I've thrown that out, too.

Lila knows that pride is like flying if you blow it. That's why I'm desperately and desperately putting it in my hand so I don't miss it, but once I let it go, its lightness is astonishing.

I can't keep something connected.

My people split up and even left their memories behind. I don't know how I got lighter like that. My vision gets narrower and narrower, my mind gets nervous and my body hardens. The flutter is enough to make me hate myself.

Everything didn't work out.

I threw everything away and fit into something like a hundred layers of administrator, and still nothing works. Because they get in the way, because they're around. I don't know why.

Someday.

I know.

Since the death of Toja.

Everything has gone bad since Toja died.

"Ringing faster than sound"

Lila spins a chant.

Why don't you try to understand?

Including myself, human beings are full of idiots.

All the time this guy floats to glorious merit and just makes a fuss and forgets.

"Run through the narrows of heaven and earth."

Create as much thunder as you can imagine and expand around you.

I think we should see more reality.

I want to be more calm.

"Shoot people through their hearts and bark."

Serena and the others stand up in front of the maximum amount of heat they can squeeze. thunderous as to ask them that.

Are the heroes and the ones you guys are lifting up to believe in so big a figure?

"Thunder God"

Prevented.

Thunderstorm densely filling the whole area of the hundred floors. It is attenuated by the glow of the misthrills held by the three of them, and with Serena's colorless hands it is only pressed for a moment, immediately breaking and entering so that the vertical roll blocks it. That's how the great sword and spear strike at Lila faster than the thunderbolt fades.

If there's nothing more we can do, we're stuck.

It's not like Lila is good at fighting in the first place.

Originally at the party, the division of roles was clear.

Serena was the most versatile in the field of combat. Lyla's role was fundamental, and although she was a prominent role, she couldn't rule all the battles. Especially in interpersonal matches where rush and skill are important.

Seriously, you're just dragging yourself into a war of attrition because you have magic that won't kill you if you get hurt, and you'll lose quickly if you run out of experience you've stuck in your adventurer card.

Still, I feel like I'm still fighting.

Do you want to be so heroic?

Lyla mocks herself in disdain for her defeat.

Do these guys want to defeat themselves so badly and be heroes? Do you want to be a hero in a world that will perish like this? I thought I'd advise him that even if he did, it wouldn't be too good.

Story A human being invaded by the world always assumes that all heroes are beautiful men and women whose bodies are made of swords and whose sexual roots are as clear and glittering as vitreous.

So much so that they call me a hero. I can't forgive people for loving help and bad things from the bottom of my heart, and I have to break that all the money I get is spent to help people and my personal desires and other filth, and I can't be mistaken or deceived, and at the end of the sentence, I have nothing dirty about immortality, eating sumptuous, sleeping in a living cloud, praising me that I'm no longer a human super life, and at least let me toilet. On the other hand, I think I'm an idiot and I'm not bothered to be showered with my resignation.

Well, I mean, it's like that, and Lila never thought she was a big woman. I'd love to be complimented, but that's all. If you ask me to help you out, don't rely on me to help you. At least give me the money. I'm a person who's poisoned in the heart.

That's who I am, so I guess I forgot about Doha.

Now I think that even Toja wasn't that kind of person. He was sketchy, dumb, retarded, well-mouthed, prestigious, only resolute in his actions, and typical of an empty idiot in his head.

I liked it.

Memories with him like that are an important treasure, and I didn't even realize for a while that it was gradually beautified, which I should have kept important, and that it was synonymous with loss.

"You saw the battle."

I ran out of experience I was saving on my adventurer card. The opponent should be wearing out quite a bit too, but from what I've seen, not a single one is in critical condition.

Sure, Lyla's been cornered objectively, but she said it in a great tone and it got to her head.

"So what?"

Smoke the opponent who stopped the attack. It's not like I'm going to give up my wins to Lyla with pity here. Not to mention what this vertical roll incarnation is all about?

I felt terrible in the first place. One of them was one of them, even though I didn't like it when people came down to the hundred floors. If someone feels good in that situation, he's a psychopath or something.

Number one.

Lyla doesn't like the woman who hung this vertical roll.

He took his gloves and slapped them.

"I challenge you to a one-on-one duel."

"... heh"

Catch an eyebrow in knocked gloves and words.

I think it was just when I realized that I had forgotten about Doha. I walked into school to open for the talent development of the clan and wondered why I was doing this, but still couldn't get rid of it.

Lil I met there was honestly heartfelt.

Though I knew it, I met her and she seemed great, and I was upset with this woman. The revenge ended with incomplete combustion because I was careful not to get involved but I stuck with it from the other side, I couldn't stand it and did it again, but I had self-control that I shouldn't overdo it with violence.

When the frustration of being so annoying because of it and being slapped on the gloves of a duel, I was in a sunny mood, even as I was surprised at the size of people's worlds that such idiots existed.

I have no reason to say no because I can probably beat up a guy I hate in front of the public, in absolutely the right position, without any temper whatsoever.

It's so annoying, I'm so grumpy, I really don't want to do it, even though I wield such an excuse barely that it's a waste of time outside of my heart to deal with such a small thing, I was wondering what kind of shame I would let him groan inside. As you can see, it is comforting to retaliate against someone who is clearly unknown and shameless with absolute legitimacy and no one to blame.

He's kind of here sometime.

"This is the third time."

"Oh, I just thought it was something I'd forgotten."

A woman with a twirling vertical roll is doing the right thing, looking at me like that. You're making a mistake. I'm turning my eyes to you.

What is it?

The second time, I pretended I forgot to be mean, are you so resentful? I get a self-defense mixed frustration if I didn't just do it back a little bit.

You know, I don't think it would be nice to just harass people and make them suffer. More importantly, I would be angry if the attitude of someone with eyes like my former self did.

Oh, my God, you're just a little bit of a bad character little girl in that game.

I came to a hundred layers. I just couldn't wait to get to my head without the thought that I was concerned that I could save the world just because I came to a hundred layers.

"You're in your favor, but you can sign up one-on-one?

"I have to put this on. I'm not going to let Colo, Heeko or Serena help me."

It's nice to see you again, but what are you going to do when you beat Lyla in the first place? I throw up in my heart.

It's not like I can save the world as much as I can come to a hundred layers. If I praise you for being amazing, I will make an exaggerated fuss about the end and turn it into a festive seed as a historical feat. Look over the lifted god that you're going to enjoy it.

Well, let's admit that's fun.

But what happened to that? After I defeated myself, I miraculously defeated the cat. What are you going to do after that? If the world goes down like this without thinking about it, you're going to be carrying a big sin.

Well, no.

It's such a theoretical, uh - it's not this, it's a simpler thing.

Lyla picks up her sticky gloves as she violently mocks her eyes and strikes a fighting spirit at the woman in front of her, Lildor Archive No Limit Glow.

Lila doesn't like Lil.

From the day I first met him and he didn't break down with such a high-pressure attitude, I don't just want to lose to this guy, and I don't think he can just lose to this guy.

I'm with Kugutsu.

That's all Lila said when she had a mean attitude because she didn't like proud narcissists physiologically.

"Don't regret it, Lil 'Doll"

"No way, Lila Toja."

I see.

Turn thunder into steel, grip it in your hand, and be determined.

Let me get this straight, I still think that even a body like this is better than you someday.

In front of my people, I'm gonna take that stunning fur.