Chapter 1989: 1989 9

Where the bell sounds and the seven treasures had departed, the tiredness grew.

Yoshiyoshi, who was evacuated, and the other wildfires gather.

This is not the first time I have been tired of being relative to someone who is in the realm of paranormal things such as magicians. With your head and your witchcraft users, you have been released several times as well as assassins of magicians, and you have encountered monsters and fought. But this time the opponent feels extraordinary strength compared to those who once fought.

"Is there a guy with a stinky face after the fight?"

Your head jokes and lightly pounds your tired head.

"Haven't had fun in a while."

This one also had a slightly tired face, but laughed contentedly, and your head also wore a buttcake.

"I can't believe they're after me..."

Anxiously grumbling tired.

"Don't be cowardly, I'm tired. The best way to enhance yourself is to fight the strong in action. I should be glad to hear that opportunity has come around."

Your head laughs, but the worrying personality tiredness opposite your head was not taken with such optimism.

"You're getting interesting. The mighty ones are after us. That's how powerful we've become."

"Your head may be interesting, but we are a species with lives."

To the invincible laughing head, Yoshiyoshi also says words with a smile on his back.

"Whoa, so, hey, pull it out - I don't care if he pulls it out. I'm not trying to force you to screw me."

And he looked over at the companions of the wildfire, and his head said,

In the two and a half years since I came in, I think my face has changed for the most part. I haven't had half the face with you since I was tired. The replacement is very intense. Honestly, I don't want to be targeted by the strong, but I live a way that's not strange whenever I lose my life because I'm fighting again and again.

"I sure don't like dying. But I'm here."

I came in and a guy about six months old said with his head on. Tired gave the man a glimpse. A man named Yanbei, very brave and penetrating. He is always the undisciplined cutter who storms first and repeats what can be termed recklessness, but he survives properly every time. Morale is often boosted by the activity of Yanbei.

"I don't have anywhere else to go, and I'm not sure I can live."

A middle-aged man in the arms of an ancient ginseng said with a smile on his face.

"Firecracker, Firecracker, Firecracker, Firecracker, Firecracker, Firecracker, Firecracker."

The unusual man, who for some reason had no choice but to prolong the same dialogue, also seemed to agree.

"You're just like before. I don't care who opens it, I'll kill everyone who comes to my teeth."

"Oh, come on, you just said something about a species that had a life."

Everyone laughs out loud when your head sticks into Yoshiyoshi.

Tired wasn't laughing.

(Is this really okay...)

Worrying tiredness made me feel very anxious about being targeted by strong enemies.

(Is it true that your head is made up of wild dust... can you take the heavens...)

If this one gets stronger, the enemy gets stronger too. If you do something big, a big enemy stands in the way. That's how the world is made. It can even be called a natural dish. Tired felt he was about to experience it with himself now. And the future ahead was like a terribly disturbing thing, felt tired.

Before the bell sounds, the Seven Treasures Mountain and the Meal Two, a white man appears with a mask covering his face.

"Long time no see, Peacock Tabata"

Take off your cassette three times, a bell tone to give thanks to.

"I didn't know this was how the day would come to do the same job..."

The masked man - Peacock Tabata, narrows his small eyes under the mask. The reunion with Ringtone, which once inspired me to revamp and also gave me my present way of life, was due to coincidence in receiving the same request.

(Maybe God led me)

I'm ashamed to put it in my mouth, but Peacock thought so and was happy to fight with the bell tone.

(There are signs of demons)

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I glance at the peacock and think Seven Treasures Mountain.

"The child...?

I look at Meal Two, and the peacock makes a creeping voice.

"I'm here. Lord Seven Treasures has accepted."

"Right...... Isn't that dangerous?

Mt. Seven Treasures turns a suspicious gaze at the peacock that sounds bewildered.

"Don't you like hungry ghosts?

"That's not what I meant. I'm telling you..."

A peacock like the one you fixed for the inquiry of Mount Seven Treasures.

(Something inconvenient?

Seeing Peacock's subtly strange reaction, Seven Treasures Mountain is even more suspicious.

(Children accompanying…………………)

Peacock is trying to stay as close to the child as possible. Because children are particularly stimulated by appetite. Peacock is only suppressing the instincts of cannibalism by force of will. Much of it fits thanks to its current operation, but it hasn't disappeared, and after the crusade of the bad guy, it can devour that bad guy.

"What about the other one?

"As you can see, you're not here yet."

Peacock asked, and Qibaoshan answered. One more handyman was supposed to participate in the Wildfall Crusade, where the leader was a sorcerer.

On that day, a group of wildflowers stayed in the city. Sometimes when the nostalgia is warm, it comes to a better meal and bed than usual in the city, and we spend a few days having a banquet noise.

Tired was still anxious. And I was feeling my own lack of strength.

In the same room, besides the candle lights, I am tired of reading and fishing for books and making light spheres out of surgery. The rest of the wildfall sleeps just after meals. I went to bed a little late because there was a feast today, but now I'm asleep. But tiredness and mindfulness made it a habit to spend time reading after meals. That remains the same even after the feast. Alcohol is in order for both of us.

But tiredness is the anxiety of going ahead, etc., so the contents of the book don't really come to mind.

"Are you still anxious?

Your head speaks out when you see tired giving up and sighing and closing the book.

"I... fought earlier... didn't I pull your head's leg?

Tired of saying it with a sunken look. From the top of your head, that dialogue of tiredness was an unexpected substitute, so I round my eyes.

"You could have fought it right. It was so comforting from me. Bye. You know I don't lie like that, right? If I can't, I'll make it clear I can't."

It's a little easier for you to say it out loud.

"I was desperate...... In that fight, I feel like I've done everything I could... I have. Your head still had plenty of room..."

"You want to be stronger? You can't wear strength overnight in the morning. But well... right. If you wear a new technique, the battle will widen. I have that in mind. To relieve the worry of tiredness, do you think you'll go and get new powers?"

Drawing on his tired mood, your head decided to act in the future.

"What do you know...?

Tired asks, with great joy inside, that your head moves for you.

"I only listened to the story, and I used to be interested, but that was clear. He said he applied the art of Nanban, which did not rely on the Spirit, to his own technique, extremely in self-study. He's an old friend of mine. He's a mountain magician in the mountains."

A mountain is an abbreviation for a mountain with an extended calendar temple, and it is also a term that refers to the extended calendar temple itself.

"The star charcoal sorcerer... was a technique that didn't rely on the Spirit..."

"Oh, that's what I saw and thought. We can use some of those techniques, but they are still more spirit-dependent. Spirit-independent techniques drain the power of the magician and are difficult to master, but the power is great and you don't have to rely on the Spirit."

It is also with the purpose of securing the Spirit for the surgery that your head continued to be wild. There have been many techniques to make evil spirits and use evil spirits as mediators. We were able to secure some spirits on the battlefield, but there are still inefficiencies and problems in terms of management. Based on seeing many of the techniques used by the ringtone, I had started thinking earlier that I should take into account both spirit-independent techniques and the direction in which I would master them.

"It's just a hit, but it'll be fun to hit it."

"Yes."

Tired gave a bounced voice to your decision.

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