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Wolfe scaffolds the rocks and slowly climbs up the valley like a big bounce.

To make Wyburn, who would be in the sky, realize as much as he can.

The valley bottom is not that wide. Big bent and invisible, but in the mountainside slices ahead, the bowman, and Captain Grate, are waiting.

It\'s my job to draw as close to it as I can.

A little further, the smell of blood around him thickened at once.

I guess the wizards who can use wind magic are spreading the odor toward the sky.

In that intensity, which even other demons were likely to call, he jumped over the next slightly distant scaffold. A slippery foot stops Mithril\'s nails from chipping.

Unexpectedly, a whistle sounded similar to the bird\'s voice.

It\'s a sign that someone with far-sighted magic has confirmed Wyburn in the sky.

Wolfe doesn\'t look back, exhales the tension and slows down further up. The hardened meat on his back felt just a little heavy.

Much quicker than predicted, but rather appreciated.

Hopefully, we can get back to Dahlia quickly.

Wyburn managed to bait himself here, and I want him to follow me - when I hoped so, the sound of a whistle resembling a bird\'s voice sounded high and twice.

Apparently, I was captured as bait.

And the smell of blood still seems to have called for other demons or animals. The scream of gagging sticks around. The rest of the crew will take care of that.

The whistle sounds a little hard to hear, but it doesn\'t seem to matter anymore.

Next to Wolfe, a large shadow was clearly reflected at the bottom of the valley.

"Speaking of which, can Wyburn and Kraken use the whole thing?"

I remember talking to Darya before.

All right, all right, all right, all right, all right.

Neither Wyburn nor Kraken said they had little place to throw it away with their bodies.

The Royal Castle\'s Magic Instrument Production Department hopes for Wyburn as a whole, but we just want Darya to have the part of hope in her hands as well.

She might be able to cook a delicious meal too.

If I thought so, my mouth angle rose even though this was the time.

I was taken away this spring by Wyburn and nearly baited.

Yet now in winter, even though it is being chased as bait, I am thinking about baiting it.

That\'s a hell of a change.

Over the sky, the sound of the wind becomes rough and heavy.

To the killing spirit coming off her back, Wolfe pulled up her physical strengthening all at once.

"Caught...!

Measure the interval when the shadow at your feet grows sharply, flushing your body\'s magic to its limits into the Heavenly Wolf (Scoll) bracelet.

It\'s like riding in the wind. Deposit yourself in your senses and run through the rocks at a speed you can\'t imagine a person doing.

All you have to do is run.

A little bowman, and near the captain...

Demon Crusaders vs. Wyburn, a life-threatening mess began.

"Captain Grate, you look great."

"You\'re not uncomfortable. If you lower your helmet, you have a slightly worse vision."

From the gap of the valley, the grate looks at the sky dotted with clouds.

What you are wearing is a set of helmets, full body armor, combat shoes and gloves, made of black Wyburn leather.

It is the equipment of the Royal City Magic Instrument Production Department.

But is this what you can call armor, like a slightly less dressed Wyburn?

From head to back, something like a back is produced, small but even with wings. Besides, it even has tails that are likely to be whipped.

\'I tried to get you closer to Wyburn!\' He explained with a smile to the rep, but couldn\'t help but look like a new kind of demon.

I hesitated to wear it for a reason that I was busy, and Bernige flattered me that \'I would have liked to have worn it if I were younger\'.

Jildo said with a good smile, \'Make use of the development budget\'.

I tried to wear it when I was ready, but I looked in the mirror and wondered even more if I could call it armor.

But it\'s not uncomfortable - or I\'m not convinced, but it\'s terrible.

First, it\'s very light.

Besides, depending on the area, the movement fits perfectly, probably thanks to the difference in leather strength and careful workmanship.

It was extraordinarily easier to move than the armor I usually wear.

Now, defense is high.

Magic defense is more than three times the usual armor.

Cushioned material by yellow slime is applied to the back, making it difficult to pass through shocks, blades and fangs.

Plus, it\'s getting more aggressive.

He said the gloves and combat shoes used Wyburn\'s nails to impart magic, and those with a certain amount of arm power broke the rock.

If you can do the physical strengthening magic strongly, you are likely to be able to kick the demon opponent with your bare hands.

If you can do it, it\'s the gear I want for all my crew.

Imagine where we all lined up wearing this - I wonder if it\'s just a little bit.

By the way, the armor I tried on was easy to adjust, but with that naming it took me a while (and more) unexpectedly.

At first, it began with the palpable: \'Black Armor\' and \'Wyburn Armor\'.

But then those who tried to put in a twist that there would be no romance have suggested the "pitch-black trap" or "the one who tells the dragon to die", an unexplained name.

"It\'s hard to know if it\'s armor," he replied, and a cleric who was coming from the temple suggested, "Put the lacquer black together and armor" Collazzar Torchente ".

Some were blinding, but dismissed them with all their might.

I couldn\'t get it together and said, \'This is the first one and it\'s still going to improve!\' I applied it to the magic conductor in charge and made it "Black One".

Much dissatisfied, but pushed with captain authority.

And it is now that I, wearing the "Black One," am waiting in one hand for the Devil\'s Sword.

- Are you here?

The dark green shadows over the sky grew larger and I could clearly see that it was Wyburn.

The two consecutive sounds of the whistle sound twice. Bow knights on both walls of the valley, they\'re ready for that.

At the bottom of the valley, I finally saw Wolfe rushing up.

The gradient river bottom, the rock that is supposed to slip, is used as a scaffold all the time, and it is coming up while adjusting its speed.

Grate loosened only a little of the back teeth he was biting off.

If we get this far, in case Wolfe falls, we can be covered by a bowman.

We\'re very lucky to catch one of Wolfe\'s first wheels.

That green Wyburn has no bad luck.

Grate puts his finger on the pattern of the sword in his left hand.

The devil\'s sword, the ash hand (Ashhand), rocked its magic small so that it could not wait for its turn.

Humans vs. Wyburns.

The inherently desperate glitch continued with the climax of one side.

Quo! And it was the green Wyburn that rang in anger.

In front of you, running without being caught is a prey that has swept out the meat on your back.

It takes a valley bottom, albeit shallow, a place to spread wings to fly again once you get down, and it takes time. So it\'s dangerous to go deep into something you can\'t catch.

The young Wyburn missed the herd, so he didn\'t learn enough about those things.

The nails scrape the meat on the back of the prey, and the flesh peels slightly.

The sweet smell invited Wyburn.

A little more, a little more.

Slipping down the sky with a flapping of wings, he stood his fingernails on his prey at the highest speed - the hardened meat fell off as it drifted.

Stop moving about incomprehensible things and try to return to the sky feeling dangerous.

But then, the green Wyburn saw.

A very small Wyburn, who was at some point in the great rocks of the valley.

The colour is black, unfamiliar, but it smells of the same kind.

Wyburn has a tough upward and downward relationship, even of the same kind.

Regardless of the male or female, I have the habit of having a sequence struggle once if I see her.

The exception, however, is the person in love - this Wyburn has never seen such a beautiful homogeneous species.

Is the black, thin body because there is not enough food?

Is the head slightly lowered, if weak?

The wing on my back is too small and I\'m going to be worried about flying.

Yet the skin was badly glossy, putting together a very clear and hot magic.

Do you want to intimidate me here, or do you want to come near me?

A thin gust of wind blew from left to right as he swayed his mind heavily at the stray.

Gang, shouted unexpectedly, surprised by the fever that stabbed him in the wings and belly.

I checked my surroundings and noticed a small creature forming a herd.

Those are creatures who have fed themselves. And the creature who drives himself - Wyburn - failed to understand this\' ningen \'thing.

Even though he is a small, weak creature, the herd\'s seniors tell him never to fight. I remember that now.

When you aggressively defend against the flying painful wind, your bragging wings fall half, diagonally.

Some shadows fell from the top of the cliff as they barked with magic at the wind blowing.

The little (so-called) rolling men on the ground, as they proceeded to crush it, had red and flat objects, just one came forward.

You can move, so if you run away - when you think about it, you get a stinging kill.

The eyes of the little one\'s red tea glowed as they burned, and came toward him with a roar that did not suit his body.

Little opponent you\'re not supposed to lose, your running legs aren\'t fast either.

Yet he forgot the guards behind him, and all around him, and Wyburn slammed the little one twice against the rock wall with his claws.

In the meantime, I also had one painful stab after another in my back and tail.

At some point, the skin and meat are cut off and red spills on the ground.

In this wing, in this body, we can no longer return to the sky.

There must be no such thing as frightening and losing to the little one.

At least give the beautiful black Wyburn in front of you the final sequence of battles.

When the green Wyburn turned back to you, he began to ignore his scratchy body and move on.

Grate stood on the big rock, suppressing his feelings to do it.

A crew knocked off a cliff by the wind magic of Wyburn. And he came forward, covering them, and lay them on Randolph, who was flown away, but relieved even though the cleric raised one hand.

That\'s treatable for everyone, and there\'s no sign of anything else in life.

Already the green Wyburn has lost interest in Randolph and the crew at the bottom of the valley.

This is who I am staring at.

Dragon breeds often fight to the very end.

Did you decide that it was you who led the humans, or did you decide that this Wyburn armor was homogeneous and you want a sequential struggle?

Wyburn, who has lost one wing and has been shot by numerous bows, without stopping, does not break his fighting spirit.

If I could, I wanted to fight one-on-one, with one sword, without trapping it.

I know very well that\'s just an arrogant dream.

Staring into Wyburn\'s beautiful deep green eyes, Grate squeaks only in her mouth.

"Sorry......"

Did you get that thought right - Wyburn is Kwan! and raises the last roar, and runs the wind when the razor.

Grate doesn\'t avoid it.

Black armor with excellent magic defense has not been scratched.

However, under my right eye, I cut a piece of skin.

Slightly seeping red, the way it rushes out like a signal, as if it were a black demon.

The flying blades on the back shake and the bloodless tail bounces.

As the far-sighted follow it with their eyes, great magic shakes.

The black shadow intersecting Wyburn\'s neck, the two growls overlapped - the red light (shudder) flashed and tore the universe apart.

"Ash Hand!

The Devil\'s Sword called to the Lord (or the Lord), Lilili! and rang high.

"Kuh......"

Wyburn\'s chirping interrupts without being able to rise.

True white smoke began to creep from a body that collapsed and a demon sword that stabbed deep into its neck.

"Unhanded men dismantle! Other demons and beasts may come because of the smell of blood, don\'t fail to be vigilant!

When he pulls out the Devil\'s Sword and gets off Wyburn, Grate tells him aloud.

With many cheers, respond! and the voices of the crew returned.

"Captain, your cheeks are cut, so I need a potion now."

"It\'s not necessary. It\'s a thin skin."

Grate declined the offer of a magnificent knight.

I\'m not even bleeding anymore. It will heal in a few days without even leaving a trace.

When I remove the helmet, which is slightly steamy, I look back at Wyburn.

Dismantling has begun early and varies with those who are struggling to pull out arrows, those who cut parts, and those who put meat in barrels (sautéed).

Looking at the valley bottom, Randolph was being treated by a cleric.

I was concerned about the bleeding on that back, but he\'s already recovered enough to stand.

As my buddy laughs at me and opens the lid on my honey vial, I don\'t think I need to worry deeply.

When we return to Wang Capital, we decide to plug in the first-class honey for the royal family as a reward for this one.

A short distance away, Wolf was wiping his sweat with a towel.

I guess I won\'t sweat because of the impossibility of the movement. His face is still red, and the hot air is likely to come out of him.

"Wolf, thank you for your hard work"

"Captain, it was amazing! I want to wear that armor someday too!

"... right"

He was given back with a smile that sparkled his eyes when he was supposed to jerk off his men, who had acted as a warrior for his life.

The Devil\'s Sword lover\'s men also liked this armor, the Black One.

"Speaking of which, Master Berniege and the others wanted to wear them."

"Many of the crew say they want to try it on. Because it looks good!

"The clergyman also asked if the application would pass as a defensive garment. I told you it would be tough..."

Convinced by the bitter smile of a magnificent knight.

The one who tried to name it "Collazzar Torchente" by putting together pitch black.

If you had it as your own defensive clothes, you would have given it a big name.

Looking back, Wyburn\'s one-wing and tail were just about to be carried away.

It\'s that size, though young Wyburn. It will be enough in time to make new armor.

The only problem is - who wears it.

"The Green One is going to be a battle."