被男人吃奶很爽的毛片

However, the temperature in the room was lower than expected and my back was a little cold.

Afterwards, they decided to celebrate their respective titles and swallow wine.

Gouid, who has a glass of dimmed amber in his left hand, still doesn't release the staff member in his right hand.

Jonas was a freshly received snowflake madler who poured a glass of ice into his eyes.

"Can I stretch and contract with one hand? I wonder... what magical streets look like. This one's pretty funny too...."

Without noticing the pile of ice on the glass, Goode alternately checks the instruction manual and the cane.

I gave up the conversation and sat across the street, gently opening a red box with a sword in one hand earlier.

He is reluctant to touch it while drinking, and the dark amber of the glass flows into his throat in one breath.

Then he wiped his hands well, pulled the chair behind him, and slowly pulled out the sword.

The one-handed sword from the desert country of Ishrana is an exquisite balance.

Its beautiful shape, red golden beauty, and occasional unexpected reflection of blue light.

I'm afraid it's because you used your scales to give them.

The Dark Night Slasher of the Magic Sword - nothing worthy of its name, nothing that can't be slashed, seems to make such an illusion.

The inscription in the instruction manual was "Akatsuki".

In Ishranah's words, the dawn is' Fajr '.

It's my mother's country, I've learned a lot of languages, but Jonas can't tell if it's a common name or a rare one.

I don't think it sounds bad.

"This is going to help."

As he raised his gaze to the joyful voice, he had a friend who had the ice spider (ice spider) and the short stick (staff) wrapped up the ice and turned it into a dagger.

They make patterns out of ice, but they don't look cold.

Goode?

"Are you surprised? The magic streets are very good, and ice molding is easy. If anything happens with this, I can take care of it."

Jonas sighed with an undisguised sigh at the goodness in his face.

This Lord is not good at controlling magic - especially weakening, but even worse at fighting with a sword.

I don't feel like pointing it out right now because I'll probably be out in front of you.

"I must thank Mr Rosetti very much. And to Lord Leone and the others."

I see. I just want to give back what I owe you. "

He brought me all this stuff. Forward money is not enough.

I don't think I'll be happy where I've accumulated more money, and I can't think of anything that would delight me.

I would like to throw a red ribbon over Volff and throw it into the tower, but at best I feel like I'm going to be an assistant in magic equipment production.

"The magic is still coming in, but it's going to stain the room here."

The voice of a friend sounds like a child who can't stand still, but you can't help it.

I have many feelings of wanting to try the sword, but I am hesitant in this room.

As a result of the discussions, two people, one with a sword and a short staff, were to be tested in the backyard of the Mansion for performance.

At dusk, Jonas and the others were at the back of the Mansion.

The men who were silenced looked at themselves with interest from a distance.

It's not impossible.

A light blue staff member with a red sword that I have never seen before. The Guard Knight and the Wizard will be worried.

Well, let's find out.

Goethe relentlessly put his magic into it.

After a wave of magic, the ice blade rapidly stretches.

As early as possible, the length of the sword, which cannot be called the staff, is perfectly long - it stretches further and is as thin as a spear.

It's completely impossible to get around in a carriage. It seems convenient to pierce the opponent at once.

Too much stretching, Goode.

Try it.

Hit the ground with an ice blade and remove the ice.

The staff ice fell to the ground, showing a sharp cross section.

It looks like Guren's magic sword.

Gwide smiled and shook the ice spider (ice spider) wand (staff) in his right hand.

Ice grows diagonally from around the short cane (staff) and blooms like a petal.

"Again, ice weighs a lot more than flames."

It seems that I am already accustomed to controlling whether I can cut off the magic or not.

The ice fell to the ground like scattered crystal petals, in pieces.

And when Jonas saw it, he cut out the dark night from his sheath.

Even at this hour of dusk, the sword does not shine in vain. I liked it too.

I'll try it from the top and shake it out.

There was a slight slashing of the wind, but the burden on the arm was unexpected.

And if you put more magic into it than when you were in the room, the red flame of the sword grew slightly easier.

The magician in the corner of his vision is slipping down.

It may be you who need to learn how to use it.

"Still, I was surprised. I didn't expect Rosetti to make me a staff member better than a sword."

"Goeed, I'm telling you, the sword is up for instant attack."

Unexpectedly, I heard a voice in the words of my friend.

"Yonas, I know how you feel, but we have four magic circuits: inside, outside, up and down. The activation time has also been considerably reduced. I don't know how to compare it to a two-sided sword."

Gwide smiled again with the blade of ice.

I'm not convinced by the facial expression of the instruction that you think so from the heart.

Considering the surface area of the sword, it is better than a short staff.

In the first place, this sword is a splendid name called Akatsuki - the magic sword that was given to it.

It is completely different from the other sword.

Red gold is not lost to mythrills, but to wolves' bones.

"Do you think it's strange for me to compare this to you?

"You don't seem convinced that this is good, do you?

"Not at all. In the first place, ice melts in flames."

As soon as I was finished, Goode turned off his smile and stared at me.

"The flames disappear with water. Why don't we take a" Weapon Comparison "and check it out?

Well, maybe we should make it clear for once.

"I see....."

Long ago, a good cold air came to me from under my feet.

Instead, Jonas shakes his magic loosely in front of his friends.

There was a belligerent light in Goeed's blue eyes, but perhaps he was similar.

Before, when something happened to one of them, I used to "train" them to change their mood.

"Lord Gouid, Lord Jonas, please stop!

"Yes! What if I get hurt?

The surrounding wizards stopped with a screaming voice.

It seems that their great magic sway has reached a distance.

Everyone's face is pale.

"It's okay. I won't be so flashy."

I see. It's just a hit of magic, it'll be fine. "

If you bake the thick white ice with an indelible red flame, you'll be done.

"Ah, I'll cut to the chase, but everybody, just stay back."

Even as he rolled, he smiled at his men who couldn't get near him at the earliest, and Goode waved his wand twice.

It became a long white sword, so I stood up as I was used to it.

On the other hand, Jonas held the sword with both hands, and was willing to put magic into it.

As we continued to apply magic to each other from there, the soreness and forehead began to hurt.

The sword was born of giant flowers.

Erythema and white ice, two lotuses.

Not the full size, but more than half of each other's bodies.

The denser the flowers, the denser the magic, the more drunk they are.

I can't stop the corner of my mouth from rising.

"Let's go!

Respond!

The moment the ice flower and the flame flower collide, Don! And the atmosphere shook.

Even with a strong shock, this body jumps - ice and water scatter around, and hot white smoke flows with a strong wind.

The horses of the stable began to roar with surprise and fear.

"Dear Gwide! Lord Jonas!

"Are you glad you're safe?!

A magician flew in an afterwave and rushed up to both of them.

Then he shouted loudly as he cast healing magic on Goeed.

"Dear Lord Goeed, those who can use advanced healing magic! Bring Mr. Jonas the hypothesis!

"Ha, now!

And Jonas fell down on the ground with Goeed, and remained motionless.

Your clothes are torn and white smoke is rising from all over your body.

Still, each other's swords and canes are still in one hand.

"You have the power to attack... that's a pretty good sword..."

"It's durable... it's a wand that feels better than I thought..."

In the noisy surroundings, they praised each other low, and they laughed and closed their eyes.

The next day, Gwide rarely adjourned the magicians' meeting at the royal castle.

The reason for this is sickness due to a sudden cold.

She became ill with a servant and was packed in her room for three days. She received very kind nursing care.