Facing the black wolf, Ray runs straight into it.
　the usual style of two spears: death size in the right hand and twilight spear in the left hand
　Instead of avoiding such a straightforward approach by metastasis, the Black Wolf simply stared.
　...but in the eyes of the black wolf is a severe hunger.
　That's the kind of hunger that's going to kill you.
　The sight of Ray approaching me, and he recognizes that he is not the enemy who takes his own life, but the food he eats.

(The hunger is stronger than I expected. I thought there would be a little more room for it.)

　It's hard to say exactly how much a death-size blow has done, now that the wound has recovered.
　However, if you see that it did not go as far as cutting off the torso at one blow... it was certainly not a fatal wound.
　How deep was the blow?
　As long as he didn't understand it, Ray had to deliver another similar... or more powerful blow.

"Anyway, it's best to try!"

　As he utters his voice, Ray wields his death-size just as he is choked.
　a powerful blow, as if cutting through not only the air but the space itself.
　The black wolf avoids such a blow by squatting to the ground with a beastly gesture.

(What?)

　Feeling a momentary doubt, Ray hits the black wolf crouching on the ground with a blow from his twilight spear in his left hand.
　But the Black Wolf avoided the blow by jumping right beside him.

(What?)

　Ray has the same doubts as before about the black wolf's appearance as before.
　Until now, the Black Wolf would have avoided Ray's attack by using his skill transition.
　Ray's attack, whether death-size or twilight spear, can be fatal at one stroke.
　It would have been reasonable to take safety measures, should it have happened.
　Of course, not all attacks will be spread, but it would have been better to avoid countering, but at least not now.
　That being the case, there was absolutely something wrong with the current situation.

"Oh!"

　From Ray's evasive move, the black wolf kicks the ground and attacks him.
　It was a blow that exposed its tusks.
　Unlike previous silent behaviors, appetite is a punch of fighting spirit.
　Although it was a blow that was one step faster and more powerful than previous attacks... Ray easily averts it.

(This... I see)

　I thought about it a little and understood why it was easier to avoid even though it was a stronger blow than before.
　The speed was up, but I didn't think of anything to do next... because it was a blow fired by instinct alone.
　That means it's definitely easier to fight from Ray's point of view.
　No matter how fast the attack is, if it is controlled by hunger instincts and only attacks that are linear and even impulsive, then there are many ways to deal with it.
　It was also easy for Ray to fight against that he did not use the advantageous transition as the main feature of the black wolf.

(I can't believe that just one death-size blow would make this difference. A great weakness for the Black Wolf... No, because it's death-size?)

　It's hard to inflict a serious wound on a black wolf who fights normally and uses his metastatic skills.
　The reason why it's working so well this time is probably because Ray is using death size.

"Well, it's the last game at last... I'll tell you, I'll just surrender.

　In the middle of the speech, the black wolf attacks Ray again.
　He turned his tusks around his body, bites them, bites them to satisfy his appetite.
　Even though Ray wondered for a moment whether Elena, who was watching the battle a little further than Ray, would be better off in terms of the amount of meat and its tenderness, he thrust out the spear of the twilight, avoiding the blow of his tusks, thinking that he would not have to worry about it.

"Oops!"

　The Black Wolf immediately twisted his body to avoid such a blow, but... after a blow dominated by hunger, it is impossible to avoid it completely.
　The tip of the spear in twilight cuts the left arm of a black wolf wide.

"Yuck!"

　The screaming black wolf leaps back, perhaps more pain and surprise than hunger.
　If it had been a black wolf, the wound on his left arm would have recovered at the time of his distance.

"Yuck, yuck, yuck!"

　The Black Wolf, distanced from Ray, screams like a bewildered... but still endures pain.

(It went well, did it?)

　With a twilight spear in his hand, Ray observes the black wolf.
　The current state of the black wolf can be said to be just as Ray intended.
　One of the abilities of a spear in twilight is to prevent the opponent from recovering.
　The ability itself is not so powerful, and high-level recovery magic and high-effect potions can be used to recover wounds beyond the effects of recovery inhibition.
　And Ray's ability to regenerate black wolves was certain to outweigh the effects of the twilight spear's inhibition of recovery, since the serious injuries sustained by the death-size blow had been recovered to an unimpeded extent.
　But... yes, but...
　The black wolf had only healed his wounds in death size, and had so much hunger that he could not fight as usual.
　That being the case, it is safe to say that the bruise of Ray's spear in the twilight is a near-fatal wound for a black wolf with a strong regenerative ability.
　and, in fact, the wound of the twilight spear never recovered, and the black wolf groans with pain and hunger.

`Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!'

　The silent black wolf that Ray knows is quite different.
　If Ray, who doesn't know anything about the black wolf today, sees it, it's doubtful whether he was able to identify himself as the black wolf he encountered before.
　Tusks grow from the mouth, and from there they continue to drool and growl, probably due to hunger.
　His eyes are bloodshot, and he glares at Ray with food-gazing eyes.
　Seeing such a black wolf, it was impossible to tell him to do so if he was with someone who was trying to feed him with meat buns or fruit water.

"I'm going to settle it soon. I'm afraid I can't stay with you forever."

　With two spears in his hand, Death Size and Twilight, Ray tells the Black Wolf moaning with hunger and pain.
　Although he was a black wolf in such a state, he must have reacted to Ray's murder. He turned his bloodshot gaze at Ray and shouted menacingly.

`Oh, my God!'

　It's not only a threatening voice, but also a sign that the hunger inside of me has become stronger than before and I can't resist it.
　With such a cry, the Black Wolf was attacked by the instinct of hunger and Ray's murder... the next moment he ran away.
　I'll bet on my survival and eat Ray's meat, rather than just starving to death.
　There is already no sign of sanity in the eyes.
　Being controlled by a sense of hunger, he eats and kills someone who has turned his blood on him.
　With that in mind, I started running straight for Ray.
　It is worthy of the name of a black wolf, and instead of running on two legs, it uses four limbs.
　There is a momentary pity in Ray's eyes when he sees the black wolf approaching him.
　Because of starvation, there is no intention left of the black wolf, so it is an attack by instinct.
　Not at all, but I don't think I've been in such a head-to-head fight with him.
　It was undoubtedly Ray who did it.
　But still... for Ray, the Black Wolf had many things to think about.

"I'll free you from that situation. Sleep."

　mutter, and shake his death-size at the black wolf who is attacking him with his tusks straight up.

"Power Slash".

　the skill of strengthening the power of a blow rather than increasing the sharpness of the death size
　Even Ray has trouble killing the backlash.
　and at the same time released the spear of twilight in his left hand.
　The magical blow exerts its natural power and is extremely powerful.
　a death-size powerslash and a twilight spear blow
　The blow from the two at the same time... hits the black wolf who is heading for Ray.A twilight spear sticks through the mouth and penetrates through the body through the throat, as if to release a counter for a blow that opens its mouth and attacks.
　At the same time, the Powerslash blow was a blow that was usually fired with one hand, and although it was impossible to convey its power completely to the Black Wolf, it was powerful enough to cut off the torso.
　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
　Manipulate long arms with both hands and release them at the same time, but keep them out of contact with each other.
　It goes without saying how much skill it requires.
　But it's Ray who gets it done.
　And... as a result of such actions, the black wolf is blown away in different directions, with its torso divided into two upper and lower parts.
　I could recover from a death-sized wound on my stomach.
　However, if the torso itself is cut off like this, it will be impossible to live any longer.

"But..."

　Still, where he does not die instantly, we can see the extraordinary vitality, resilience, and regeneration of black wolves.
　Watching such a black wolf, Ray wields his arms in his hands and wipes away the blood attached to the weapon, and puts it in a mistling to turn it into a black wolf... exactly to the upper half of the black wolf.
　Thus they fought for each other's lives, but Ray never really hated black wolves.
　It was really strange for Ray, too, but it is true that he wanted to see the end of his life as long as he could not survive.
　Also, why did they suddenly attack us today, and if so, why did they attack us in such a day, rather than in the night that the assassins were good at?
　There is no doubt that he wished to hear about the situation.
　The black wolf Ray knew would not speak, though he did not expect to hear the circumstances.
　...that is why Ray's legs stop momentarily as he approaches the Black Wolf.

"Here... I... I... I... I... I... I..."

　the expression that makes sense clearly
　It came out of the mouth of a black wolf who was definitely without his lower body.

"Black wolf, can you... speak?"
"Black wolf? That's mine... no... wait. I've remembered... yeah..."

　He was called a black wolf, and perhaps because of that, or because he saw Ray's face, he understood who he was.
　But as soon as I tried to say something, the black wolf spit out blood.
　No wonder. His torso had been amputated in two, so it was even a miracle that he had not yet died at this point.
　The powerful regenerative capacity that brought about the miracle also cannot keep the dying black wolf alive.
　All he could do was prolong his life as little as possible, not immediately dying.

"Well, you... but... meat buns... I wanted to eat pork Kakuni buns if possible... That's also sold in Yokohama Chinatown."I had it with my mother...

　When Ray hears the words of the black wolf, he stops walking.
　If the words of the black wolf are meat buns, there is no problem.
　But if the word Yokohama Chinatown came up, it would have been a different story.
　Ray was raised in the countryside of Tohoku, but I still know about Yokohama's Chinatown on TV and other media.
　Naturally, the word Yokohama Chinatown is not supposed to exist in this world, and that's what we're talking about... in other words, we don't have to think about where the black wolf came from.
　But the black wolf now had black hair, but silver hair when we met at night.
　At least, as far as Ray knows, there is no one in Japan whose hair color changes with time. ...unless you dye your hair.

"Oh, maybe you're from Japan..."

　Are you here?
　Ray tried to ask, but by that time the black wolf had not breathed and had fallen into a peaceful sleep.