A group of ears, or elves, ran along the roadless path where thorny grasses grew on the roots of large trees.
　The footsteps of these people, who didn't feel the slightest hint of poor footing, were like the wind blowing through them.

''........What was that magic power just now.......that mask again......?''

　Stunned, the man of the squad spilled out so as to squeeze out.
　With an untimely impatience, the man who spat out his voice and the four elites who followed him continued to run with few words to hide their unstable emotions.

　An eerie, powerful surge of magical power reminiscent of a night of tragedy.
　If they were made to feel something like that, even if they weren't an ear chief clan (elves), they would be able to detect the abnormality immediately. That's how different the dimensions were. No wonder he was scared.

''Don't talk nonsense - we are just scouts - we are not going to fight.

　The calm captain's voice conveyed a reality that was all too brutal.
　He had just acknowledged it.
　It's a good thing that the elite elven rangers, which can be said to be the most elite, will certainly be defeated if they have to fight.
　It's a good thing that you can't get rid of them.

(Tsk--)

　Seeing these kindred spirits, the girl let out her frustration inwardly.
　They didn't even have the guts to fight from the beginning.

(-- What's with the elite -- make me laugh --)

　Inwardly, the girl spat that out and despised her own kind at the back of the line.
　The only person who felt the overwhelming magic power and still didn't get intimidated - on the contrary, the girl who twisted the smile of joy that came to her mouth as if she couldn't suppress it, laughed ferociously.

(Aha--oh, finally--I can avenge you, Yulis........)

　Even the light from the sunshine through the trees seemed to be tinted bright red by the twin eyes clouded with hatred.




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Hey, come on, Tama--
　Nacht supported Tama's massive body, which had become completely nostalgic and kitten-like, with his two thin arms. The enormous load drilled into the earth through Nacht's two legs, causing the ground to cave in a few inches when it could no longer bear it.

''Nyah, nyah-oh!''
　Nacht held his balls, which squealed prettily as if to say, "Yo, okay, come on," and let his magic power pass through his entire body.
　He made full use of his basic status, supported by body strengthening magic and a huge level, and put his strength to great effect.

''Nacht-style, super (super) high----''

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　With a screeching cry, the giant balls, which were over two meters tall, soared far up into the sky.
　Hundreds of meters were launched and the balls danced in the sky.
　The squeal faded into the sky and quickly returned to the ground.

''--'' ------------------- Aaaaahhhhhhhh.

"Hey, Nacht-sama--!　The balls are coming down, catch them!　Accept it!

Hm, he doesn't have to take it, but he's not gonna die--

"Huh?

Unnecessary?

　Nacht smiles devilishly as he meets their gaze, as if to say, 'You're kidding me,'

''As punishment for attacking Aisha--I can't help but think of leaving it at that--''

Hey!　Um, Master Nacht!　I mean, your balls look like it's the end of the world!　Wow, I forgive you, I forgive you!

'Hmm, if Aisha says so, then I can't blame her--well, I wasn't going to throw it out there in the first place.
　When I say that, I activate my gravity magic.
　Next to me, Aisha gives me a look that looks like she's going to tell me that it's an absolute lie, but Nacht doesn't care.
　He loses momentum as his balls fall as if they've lost their own weight, and soon they fall slowly, putting their feet on the ground. A plume of dust dances around, and Tama exhales air from his lungs in relief.

'That was pretty thrilling, wasn't it?'

Unnu.........................
　I think I heard my balls squeal in a tragic way, but it must have been fun.

'Hm, do you want me to do that to Aisha?'

Absolutely not!

'Well Aisha will take it with both arms tightly?
　Nacht says ruefully.
　'My balls look like they're having so much fun.

'I don't like it!
　Aisha, who doesn't like heights, told him as a reminder. Aisha gently strokes her balls, which are trembling like small animals, to protect them from Nacht.
　I'm afraid that Aisha's mood will be bad if I try to make her look like she's not happy, so I have no choice but to give her head a wagging pat to keep her satisfied.

'If your balls don't like it either, you can say no, and you can say no!　Master Nacht is absurd in so many ways.

Meow.
　Aisha cares for Tama, who was so scared of her.
　Tama was also pressing his furry cheek against Aisha, who was attacking him with her balls.
　Nacht, who is treated as a complete bad guy, blatantly cowered his shoulders.

'Tama has totally missed Aisha.

Why is that?

'I've disciplined them with my magic - they're also submitting to the latent magic behind Aisha. Animals are smart, Aisha. If this one had grown up a little more properly, it wouldn't have attacked me.

His balls are kind of quiet now - he's cute as a cat.
　That's what Aisha said, and Tama purred sweetly, nyah-oong, as if he was blatantly flirtatious.




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'You're lying... right...?　Hey!　Now ... it's a phantom species, you know ...

It's flying - I mean, the Elf and ... who's left?

'Shit!　It's hard to see with the phantoms in the way...

'Can you see the mask?　It's a joke, a mask of a laughing face.
　The ranger's captain quietly announced this.
　The girl just kept her face down while everyone was frantically watching.

I don't care about--

Hey!　Sylvie, don't be so short-tempered!

　The voice of stillness did not fall on deaf ears.
　Cowards, quiver there!
　So, spitting in his mind, Sylphy threw himself out of the tree.

'Intruders are enemies. We kill the enemy, that's all.'

　With the blessing of the wind spirit, Sylphy kicked forward through the earth faster than anyone else.
　Her vision accelerated from the depths of her consciousness, and the world flowed lazily away.
　It wasn't much of a distance from the top of the tree he had been monitoring earlier to his target.

　By the time he let out one breath and inhaled two, it was already in front of him.

(-- Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, it's finally here!　Finally!　(Huh.... but no!

　What was in front of him was not the man from that time, nor was it the masked demon who had killed the chieftain.
　What was there was a beautiful girl of a different dimension, so beautiful that it was impossible to find words to describe her. Despite the fact that the elves were all beautiful and ageless, and thus more discerning than most people, Sylphy gasped.
　She was stunned and transfixed.
　There was a beautiful girl there, as if her own existence was blurred.

''H--!

　In an instant, the two gazes crossed.
　The short-eared, probably half-eared girl was pulled back to protect the girl, and even the phantom beast was lowered down to look at us as if she were assessing us.
　It was probably a sign of confidence that he himself was a strong man.

(It doesn't matter--intruders are enemies--and enemies kill--)

　It's a vindictive spell that I've been spinning for twenty years now. At the same time as she murmurs, she feels the blood circulating through her body go cold.
　As if to shake off a momentary thought, Sylphy circulates her magic power.
　She takes a large inhaled breath and turns it into powerful words and tells her friend.

'O symbol of freedom, O spirit of the wind that knows no bounds--run with me--'

　The elves' strongest prey are bows, and spirit magic. That's why people tend to think that they are good at long distances.
　Of course, that's not wrong.
　Sylphy is also good with a bow, and he has never lost a single long-distance battle in the past twenty years. But even more than that, Sylphy had an area of expertise.

''Hou--''

　Two flashing sword flashes.
　The cocky face full of spare time is quickly stained with blood.
　The silvery white blade is bathed in light and instantly closes in on the enemy's throat whistle.
　The short twin swords wielded by Sylphy, which received the blessing of the spirit and accelerated, were so terrific in speed that the tips of the swords appeared to be multiple.

　It was an instantaneous, deadly blow.
　If you can avoid it, try to avoid it.
　Thinking that, the short twin swords swung out as if to draw an arc, the short twin swords should have taken the life of the little girl right now--that should have been the case.

''Nah--''

　Reflexively, the sound of the collision hits my ears along with the voice that I've spilled.

(-- What's this response?!)

　It felt as if he had slashed through steel.
　His hands were severely numb and his upper body was swept away by the impact.
　Only then did he know that his own attack had been played back.

(Prevented--impossible!　(What in the world?!)　

　He was close to standing on a stick and was not armed at all. On the contrary, he didn't even feel any signs of kneading his magic power. That's why there should be no way to intercept Sylphy's attack - it's impossible.
　Just when I was about to forcefully pull back my upper body, which was severely disturbed, to regain my stance, I saw a red light in front of me.

''Ha--!　Claws--?

　It was so sharp that it was ready to die, a glorious red claw.
　Just in the nick of time, it passed through the right side of his face, shallowly slicing through Sylphy's cheek and slicing through the hair that was tied up in a bundle, slicing through the hair clasp.
　A chilling sensation crawled up her spine. It was a thick hint of death that hadn't been felt for a long time.
　But ...

I don't care!

　Sylphy steps in, still with a slit in her cheek.
　Deeper, just deeper.
　Like laying down her life, forward--
　As it turned out, it turned out to be the right choice.

'Sehhhhhh!

　The short twin swords are wielded along with the spirit of the cleaver.
　The light with a green glow flashed in and out of the red flashes.
　Each time they strike each other, a heavy feeling is left in my hand. On the contrary, just by striking, our gain, on the contrary, our hands are even taking damage.

　If this is the case, we are jittery.
　Fortunately, the opponent is not attacking on its own, whether it is doing its best to receive, or whether it is playing around.
　I slash and knot two or three and take a step back, taking advantage of the slight void that has opened up.
　A moment later, he took in oxygen and ran the spirit's blessing over his entire body.

''Die!
　A flash of a sword flash.
　He was going to honestly pretend to aim for the vital point and slash at the wrist and surrounding arteries, but - in the split second between the attack's arrival and the accelerated and stretched perception, Sylphy saw the impossible.

　It moved.
　The girl's eyes followed the wielded blade.
　Surprisingly, the girl didn't anticipate the blade's movement, which fluctuated by a few tenths of a second, but rather saw it and then flicked it.
　That's not a feat one can do at the earliest.
　The immensely beautiful girl in front of me was a veritable monster in a girl's skin.

''d*mn you, monster!　Spirit of the wind--!

　It's not good enough for close combat.
　Having concluded that, Silphy, not knowing it was a bad move, sent the wind spirit blade flying, sending a cloud of dust up and away from the distance.
　The dust danced. A tornado of sand so fierce that vision was useless.
　The supposedly invisible blade released in the midst of all this is once again met with a red slash.

''Is it over?''

　A voice that sounds as if it's ridiculous comes from behind the dirt and smoke. It's a tone of voice that is clearly looking down on us and being caught off guard.
　The corner of Silphy's mouth is fished up slightly.

''No way--''

　Obviously, you are caught off guard.
　If that's the case, then there should be a chance.

　Seeing the chic girl, he retreated and unleashed a blade of wind as he retreated, then hid it further back and threw the dagger of his true mission.
　It's a ruthless attack that's hard to see due to the dust cloud, yet it's hidden by the wind. Hopefully, this will take it down, and for a moment, Sylphy's intentions, which he thought of as such, turned out to be - I know that it was too naive an assumption.

　The girl standing at the end of the clear landscape had sliced through the blade of the wind, but the blade she had thrown was neither avoided nor prevented - it was caught between her fingers.
　The throw, which was blessed by the spirit, could have reached the realm of the speed of sound.

　Impossible.
　It's messed up.
　We can't win if we don't do something like this, such thoughts flashed through my mind.
　Due to the overwhelming difference in strength, they had no choice but to flee, but suddenly there was a voice that broke in.

''Sylphy!　I told you not to go off on your own!

　The platoon leader and a man from his unit stood beside Sylphy.
　The other two men stood behind a tree, their bows at the ready.
　This was a unique opportunity. Although they were fools themselves, they could at least be trusted to stall for time.

'Thirty seconds, stall for time.

Hey, hey...

　There is no time to listen to the voice.
　Sylphy just sinks to the bottom of the waters of consciousness.
　There were no more voices in the area, no more voices fighting, no more voices to be heard.

　Out of nowhere, a blue wind whipped up a vortex. It's a strong wind, as if a sudden tornado had arisen.
　The clean and refreshing air fills the area. The wind is blowing over each other, creating a deep tone.

"Okay, do what you want with it...

　When I opened my eyes, drawn by the voice, I saw that everyone except Sylphy had fallen down equally.
　The opponent in front of me was waiting.
　If I had wanted to, I could have easily killed the defenseless Sylphy.
　The girl just stood there, with her hands folded, trying to give it her all, as if to say so.

(Habit of the enemy, cocky--regret it in the afterlife--!

　So much for disturbing the mind.
　The sky is ready to call to her.
　An overwhelming presence fills the throne that has arisen in the hollow.

'The king who dwells in the infinite azure--Show thy will before me--Breaking storm, impermanent hammer--Thy name. --

　But then - there - the signs of the sky fizzled out.
　Gone was the clear blue sky and the clean air.
　The girl in front of me tilted her head in wonder, but Sylphy was in no mood to do so.
　This is a blatant betrayal.

''U-so.......why!　Why won't you help me!

　I just turned my frustration to the sky, stunned and frustrated.
　But there was no reply.

'Answer me!　Answer me!　Sylphid!
　There is no sound to echo other than a grunting Sylphy's voice.

'What--that's boring,'

K--!

　At the same time as a severely disappointed voice touched the girl's ears. Sylphy's consciousness was easily cut off.