Chapter 187: 187 186 Conditions under which a man moves

one hundred eighty-six

The heavenly edge of a large fort. Mira descends and walks over behind Seoul Howl, who is standing there.

"To Eisenfald, the seven sisters of Valkyrie. Elder, is it a coincidence that you're here?

Soul Howl, who said so with his thoughtful trick as Mira stared at the battlefield faster than she spoke, hoisted the end of her mouth to Nihil and looked back.

"Huh?"

Shortly afterwards, Seoul Howl, who saw what Mira looked like, raised his voice so brilliantly that it could be considered a sample of bare madness.

"What?"

Fully turned around, Seoul Howl brings a voice of doubt just once understanding hasn't caught up with him now, and looks to Mira. Is that natural, though? Because the person I thought of and Mira's appearance are too different.

"Uh, it's been a while. Seoul Howl."

Mira was Mira and let her wave bitterly as she took the gaze of that doubt head-on. When I tried Mira, I almost didn't want her to go in deep if she could, because the reason why she looked like she was now is so hard to say.

"Right, Elder, right? You used a makeup box? Why 'd you use it? Has Sister Lumi impressed you?

But that doesn't seem to work either. Among his peers, Dumblrf was famous for his great liking of the look. That is now someone else entirely. I guess I can't tell you not to worry about it. The elder, by the way, is the name of Seoul Howl when he calls Dumblrf. And by Sister Lumi, I mean Luminaria. For the record, it was Brother Lumi at first.

"Well, there's a lot going on. I'll explain later. Not now, anyway. We have to get ahead of it."

Mira, who stands up and switches stories. As I said later, I am naturally willing to tease Mira about that.

"Apparently, you didn't come here by accident."

From what Mira said and did, Seoul Howl noticed the matter and looked at Mira with surprise. Mira, by contrast, let her just flaunt her shoulder small.

"There's a lot going on there, too. And you have a chance of winning?

"Oh, of course."

They turn to the battlefield again just because they don't care about the details now. There, Mira's power was added to Seoul Haul's power, which led to more intense fighting.

Eisenfald's blow steadily determines the Machina Guardian's armor. But enemies are not easy opponents. Countless legs are used to make sure they wear a gap in the attack. The endurance value of Eisenfald's protective film, which had already served as the main shield, had been cut by half.

And although the Alfinas are fighting well again, it looks like they are holding their hands in front of the overwhelming armor of the Machina Guardian.

Seoul Howl's power is better, but this should also be called boulder, even in the middle of talking, is alive and well because turrets and golems have been added from time to time. But there were hundreds of skeletons left now only about a dozen, and it was unlikely that they could serve as a

"Just about right. Retreat once. Elder... send them back and pull them to the entrance."

Seoul Howl, who confirmed it, immediately made that decision. Fight or not, it looks like we decided to move as originally planned first.

"Hmm, okay"

What is Seoul Haul going to do? I don't know about that, but I wouldn't fight recklessly like this without measures. Mira nodded and answered without hesitation, returning Eisenfald and the alfinas to the entrance.

When Mira looked back, the battlefield had changed dramatically. The Machina Guardian was starting to ravage everything on the spot because the skeletons were missing the Eisenfaldo and the Alfinas they had been carrying.

Dozens of turrets that were disturbed instantly collapsed, and the golem of the giant body was kicked away. All that remains is Armoured Fort in Seoul Howl, Armoured Fortress Golem.

The Machina Guardian, who destroyed all nearby targets, finally targeted Seoul Haul. Then he rushes right through the battlefield with his eight legs.

Superior Laid Boss, a sight that can no longer be described as desperate in front of an enemy that is only reckless, such as fighting alone. But Mira was watching over it without a thing. Because I know very well what Seoul Howl is going to do, such as withdraw.

Machina Guardian's legs pierced the thick walls of Fort Armor without difficulty. Repeated with two and three shots, Seoul Howl's Armor Fortress Golem quickly becomes full of holes.

But the next moment. And it came to pass, when Seoul Haul rode on the back of the bone of the bicorn, and flew away from the spot, that when the fort of armor was radiantly red, the lava erupted from it like an eruption.

The power of the funeral technique is proportional to the size of the golem. The technique, activated with a much larger armored fortress golem at its core than the average family home, caused so much roar and burning that it was also comparable to a real eruption.

The Machina Guardian is quickly swallowed up by lava. With such a sight on his back, Seoul Haul, who had returned to the entrance, began to line up the golem before the entrance, descending from the back of the bicorn bone without looking back as it was.

The golem is the first of its kind in the early stages of necromancy, with or without a meter in length.

"Is this for healing?

Mira, who knew the role of those golems, asked, and Seoul Howl nodded, "Yes." These golems, etc. are supposed to storm the Machina Guardian every nine minutes and blow themselves up.

"This measure the elders have thought of, let me use it. Pretty good, man."

Seoul Howl, who lined up nearly fifty golems with that answer, glances at the battlefield for a moment and groans, "Are you still about twenty percent?"

"That's more than anything."

Looking at the battlefield, the Machina Guardian, swallowed by lava until earlier, stood there as if nothing had happened. Nevertheless, some damage can be seen to the exterior. The damage done here at some point does seem to be carved and left there.

"This way. Follow me."

Say no, Seoul Howl just walked out.

"We're going to have dinner. I'll feed you my dessert."

The time is already night. When Mira says so as she follows Seoul Haul, Seoul says, "If it were that red fruit, I would reject it" and stares at Mira.

Mira smashed her tongue.

The place guided to Seoul Haul was a large room about five hundred meters from the deepest part of the protection of the Machinaguardian. Seoul Haul replied when asked why he was rooting for this far away place, because he couldn't sleep with the blasts that regularly echoed nearby. Mira is very convinced.

The next largest of the rooms on the seventh floor is the one that was often used for the last operational meeting and so on, as no demons appear.

Apparently, Seoul Howl, based here, had a variety of things left in it, including cookware.

"So... Elder, you can stay an elder now. Why are the elders here?

Apparently, Seoul Howl also used the Dinoir Chamber of Commerce sleeping bag a lot, and when he sat somewhere on it, he glanced at Mira as he appropriately took out his drink.

"Because I call myself Mira now. I don't care if you call me Mira."

Mira answers that as she flows through Seoul Howl's gaze, laying her sleeping bag on the floor and lowering her hips there, just like he did.

"I just changed my appearance. Elders are fine."

"Can't you get along?"

For Seoul Haul, it seems easier to call him the same as it used to be. It seems more familiar to call it than unfamiliar names.

Feeling like such a Seoul Howl was the same, Mira shared her history so far. The deadline for a limited nonwar treaty is approaching and we are looking for the Nine Wise Men, who are a necessity of national defence. I visited the Negijo of Seoul Howl and the White Ash Castle of the ancient temple of Nebrapolis, which was the easiest place to predict. Based on the materials that were there, we explored various clues and finally got here. And he also knows that Seoul Howl is seeking the Holy Grail of Divine Life and Glory to save a frozen woman.

"It's a relief to be caught here," explained Mira, briefly but with great muscle flow, jokingly closing her laugh.

"I see. That's it, you came here? Thank you very much."

Mira and the others expected Seoul Haul to behave in general terms. Seoul Howl gave him an invincible grin after clapping his shoulders like, "Well, you can help me," he said. I could see a definite intention there to go back to the country when I was done with my current business. And it also means blackmailing me to help you if you want to go home soon.

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"Well, I guess so"

If we are to settle the situation quickly, we should help to defeat the Machina Guardian a little faster. Somehow I expected it, but while I laughed bitterly that I'd gotten into the same situation as Kagra, Mira agreed she had no choice.

"May I ask you one thing before you destroy the Machina Guardian?"

Anyway, the direction to be taken now is set. The first step is to defeat the Machina Guardian and get one of the items needed to make the Holy Grail. Fighting is inevitable at that time. So before trying, Mira had one thing to worry about.

"What? When it comes to loot, this is the time. I'll give it all to the elders."

"Oh well! You're fat! And it's not. The question is, why didn't you use any advanced technique?"

What starts next is a fierce battle with Kamikami. It will be a battle where there is no room for manoeuvres, leeway, etc. Before that, I just needed to hear that point.

"Oh, you mean that. With restrictions in place now. I can't use it."

When Seoul Howl answers that in a pale way, he just makes me laugh that it's not a big deal.

"Restrictions, then? What do you mean? Why is that happening?

Restrictions make advanced surgery unavailable. Never having heard of such a situation, Mira put a surprise on her face and asked Seoul Howl for details. Then Seoul Howl said, "Uh, you saw that woman," just to say a few words, and then told him why.

The reason for the restriction that advanced surgery was unavailable was that Seoul Haul was in the castle, a frozen woman, he said.

A woman engraved on her back with an engraving also known as the curse of the underworld, the blessing of the devil. Now I use my technique to stop her from progressing, temporarily disconnecting her from the reason of the world. They say that's that frozen state Mira saw.

And the technique that made it possible, the Insecurity of the Unseen, seems to make advanced technique unusable by its recoil while it lasts because of the very forceful prohibition of forcing the world to twist and bend its reason.

"Oh my... You mean the Lord has been like that ever since he started making the Holy Grail?"

If you are also the Nine Wise Men, you will be able to cross enough even intermediate. But other than this Machina Guardian from the material I read, there were many conditions that required a crusade in character to make the Holy Grail. I can't say enough about Seoul Howl's prowess that it's impossible, but still, it should take a lot of impotence to get through with the surgery to intermediate. Given the effort that makes it possible, the conditions are so harsh that even Mira feels like she has no choice.

"This is not a big deal. It's like a little tie-in play. The elders liked it, too, the bondage. It's like an extension."

Seoul Howl explained that nothing was wrong. In its eyes, there was something like a peek that I was prepared not to spare even that effort.

"Right...... That girl is so important to the Lord. Don't fall in love with your biological daughter, your lord has changed. The course of time is strange."

Inspired by Seoul Howl's intentions to accomplish no matter how difficult she was, Mira was also pleased with her best friend's change. Finally, he said he was decent.

But it was the next moment.

"No, no, no, don't be silly. Who gives a shit about that woman? That's just a noisy religious man."

To Mira's words that she was swollen in love, Seoul Haul distorted her expression with disgust.

"No... what do you mean? Isn't that girl the woman your Lord loved? For love's sake, is this how your Lord worked so hard...?

Devil's engraving that death surely awaits. Seoul Howl, a Han who challenged a difficult journey, sealing even advanced art, his greatest power, to save his loved ones exposed to that fate. Mira thought so, as if she were the protagonist of the story. Solomon, who's not here, would think the same thing.

"You got that woman? Impossible. The most incompatible of all living women"

But what do you mean? The look on Seoul Haul's face wasn't like he was shy, it was like he was in heartfelt denial.

What do you mean? Asked why, she seems to be one of the annoyed sects that Seoul Howl should firmly mourn the bodies of the women she has collected. They say that's a sect that started expanding its forces about a decade ago, and they were lucky enough to find it where they were retrieving the body of a woman.

And as it was, they found her in the castle, and every time she came, she began the Aligatai theory that the vessels of the women should be returned to God. Besides, at the end of the day, he tries to cremate on his own, and when it's completely out of his hands, Seoul Howl laughs bitterly.

"This is like a religious man with a lot of enthusiasm."

Where Seoul Haul is located is the lowest level of the C-rank dungeon. That frozen woman seems to be a fairly enthusiastic believer because she comes down there on purpose to preach a theory.

"What are you talking about? It's a thief who thinks he's religious."

By the way, there are demons and other things in this world, and if you get out of the city, you often run into danger. For this reason, there was no law against the treatment of the bodies of those who lost their lives on such occasions, and there was basically no blame for mourning them, stripping them of their equipment, or manipulating them with necromancy. So Seoul Haul could do whatever he wanted.

The ethics in this regard are a little off from those of Mira and the former players, but given the world situation and so on, there is no choice. Because the truth is that there are so many people who can't get around to it.

It is the new sect in which frozen women believe that has emerged in such a way. At the very least, the remains are cremated and mourned, and artifacts and the like are delivered to relatives. Doing so will clear the grief of those left behind. And even if you are dying in unseen depths, if anyone can find you, you may be able to return to the land of edge. Something about passing away with such hope.

This was not for the dead, but rather a teaching for the living.

And this sect, thank you. It's close to ethics on the part of the former players. Mira was therefore not as averse to that religious woman as Seoul Haul. You're just an ardent believer, that's all.

But for Seoul Haul, he said, it's no different than a bandit trying to scratch a treasure he's collected over the years.

"It's rare that your Lord doesn't like people that much. I've always been indifferent to people I don't like."

"You won't have a choice. That's unusual. No matter how far away you go, you try to get close. And with a smile. I wouldn't do that if I were scared."

You remembered, Seoul Haul had a really bitter look on his face and said so in a voice somewhere resembling a renunciation.

"I don't know how to make you say that."

Mira laughs invincibly that such a look of Seoul Howl is unusual. And laughing, I took another step.

"But the Lord, being such a daughter, will try to help you so far. You've changed."

From what I've heard, he's the person Seoul Howl has no gain in where he helped. And when it comes to helping, there must be some reason. That's one of the reasons I couldn't just leave you alone. Mira's first thought should also not be left alone.

Whatever the encounter or relationship is, it makes sense that if someone you know is dying, you want to help. If this subject were a bad man, it would be somewhat shaky, but the very heart of a religious woman is a good man. I don't know if I want to help.

However, Mira had noticed in her long relationship that the sensibilities around Seoul Haul were very vague. That the outlook on death is really pale. The freedom of that person, whether he dies or lives. It is Seoul Howl's feeling that it is not a deliberate interference.

Such began his long and painful journey of ordeal, not for those he truly loved, etc., but rather to save one woman who even hated him. To Mira, it seemed a little strange there, but I also thought that the moon might change people.

Then Soul Howl, bitterly smiling with such a reluctant look at Mira's words, affirms, "It hasn't changed.

And he said, "It's just because I was crying," he said potpourrily.

She came as usual and made a noise all the way, but one day the noise gradually became less noisy, and one day, she finally fell into the devil's engraving. The woman, who then became debilitated every day, said that at that time she had shown weakness to Seoul Haul for the first time.

"He was crying that he was afraid to die. So I'm gonna tell him that. The only thing that saved you was the necromancy you hated."

Saying so, Seoul Howl makes me laugh somewhere exaggerated. Because I let a woman tear me down, so I didn't say no.

And Seoul Howl went on to explain so that he could fix something. If things carry well, it is actually the Holy Grail of Divine Life and Light that saves, but in order to make it, necromancy is thus of great use. It is also necromancy that is stopping her time to extend her life. So it's no exaggeration to say that I was saved by necromancy, I suppose.

No longer, it's close to excuses.

"Oh yeah. You're right."

Apparently, you're relieved. So convinced, Mira turned her warm eyes to Seoul Haul. The view of death never moves like this from the person in the light of the night, but if he is asked or asked for help, Seoul Haul complains about something, but it is the nature of doing everything possible.

I was crying that I was afraid to die. That's all, but that's enough for Seoul Howl to move.

Again, it hasn't changed at all. Mira laughed in her heart.

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