Chapter Two hundred and thirty, master of understatement

The fire was out, and the dust was falling, and the dragon-bone Monster, which had just launched an unbridled attack on cold nebula and Isreal, was now reduced to a pile of cinders, no matter how good the Shiryō was, he couldn't have pulled off a trick with a pile of ashes.

When the world seemed to be at peace, Isreal, who was waiting to die in the dust, seemed to feel a new ray of sunshine upon her.

Slowly opened his eyes, Isreal see is a dazzling ray of gold, warm, so bright, perhaps this is the place to be heaven... So you're really dead? . But if he had died, why would he still feel that sharp pain in his chest?

Just when Isreal thought she was dead, she suddenly felt the Golden Ray of light in front of her face blocked by a figure, which seemed a little dim, looking down at her, handsome, with a pair of wings behind, flickering, was reflected in the sun into a translucent state.

It's, uh... Is that the handsome fairy who wants to save himself and fulfill his last wish at the last moment of his life. Although his idea lets him be moved, but he is a weak faerie after all, have no way to defeat powerful necromancer ...... Not Shiryō, but an ordinary human soldier, who was no match for him.

But he died also good, so in heaven can be good to protect him, let him not be hurt by anyone, just do their own little boy.

Now, Isreal has a strong feeling for cold Nebula. In addition to being a NYMPHOMANIAC, she also feels that cold Nebula is different from other fairies. Of course, she only heard about it, as a hunter who spends years in the wilderness searching for necromancers, the price of a Faerie is not what she can afford, but to catch one herself... Don't be ridiculous. That's for low-level amateurs.

When I think that I can be with this celestial being in the Kingdom of Heaven, who is very satisfied with me, "Now we are all dead and in heaven, " said Isreal, smiling. "Don't be afraid. Your sister will protect you in heaven. Just Do... " Was rudely interrupted by a cold Nebula.

"Wake Up, scrapper, you're not dead... and I'm not dying, so don't waste your time lying here, go and kill that wizard Shiryō, I've got important things to do! "

When the cold nebula found her lying on the ground pretending to be dead instead of actually dead, the sadness vanished, impatiently speaking to her, half asleep.

After hearing the words of the Cold Nebula, Israel finally realized that although she had never died, the feeling of pain and the very real sense of hearing reminded her that she was not dead...

After discovering that she wasn't dead, Isriel immediately rolled over and found the cold nebula looking at her from the side, holding her shoulder, now the dusty, cold Nebula doesn't look as handsome as it used to... But if ISRIEL had looked in the mirror, he would have found himself covered in more dust than the cold Nebula, and with charred black ashes... ! Like that. Hey, Queen of Beggars!

When Isriel saw the cold nebula staring at him with an impatient look on his shoulder, he looked around for the keel monster and found, except for two collapsed houses, an unusual calm in the town, it doesn't look like it's been through a big fight, and the Keel Monster is out there somewhere? Did you beat him away? Haha, I thought I was going to be eaten by that monster, Hey hey, it seems that as the most beautiful hunter of the mainland himself, the strength or very good!

As ISRIEL looked around, hoping that he had fought off the keel monster, he heard cold nebula speak in a somewhat resigned tone: "Don't look, I've already killed that thing... "

"What? What did you say? You killed the monster? You? A faerie? killed such a powerful monster? ha ha ha ha ha! DON'T BE KIDDING! I think you are crazy! You must be crazy! "

"I've killed that thing, " Isreal said to the cold Nebula, as if she had just heard the funniest joke in the world.

While the Cold Nebula stood aside, Isriel was this state of gas from the roll of eyes, a Long Sigh, said: "What? Do not believe it? Do not want me to give you a rehearsal again? "

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

ISRIEL, who was trying to force himself to keep from laughing, failed after all his efforts...

The Cold Nebula's face darkened with rage at the sight of Isriel, who was there, laughing and drawing back from the past, but it rolled its eyes, ignoring Isriel, who was slumped there with laughter, walk past her to the little house where Shiryō is hidden.

Seeing the cold Nebula, she walked away, laughing until her stomach hurt. Of course, her chest hurt even more. Isreal immediately opened her mouth and shouted at the back of the Cold Nebula, "Hey! FAERIE! Where are you going? It's dangerous here! "

"I'm going to kill that Shiryō! " Cold Nebula said, opening his mouth as he walked ahead, never looking back.

Since the cold Nebula came into this world, it has been misunderstood and ridiculed by others, but this is the one that has hurt his self-esteem the most, all the while, whether or not the cold nebula kills the Keel Monster or not, it's been mocked by Isreal, which makes the cold nebula really depressed to death. The current cold Nebula just wants to kill the evil necromancer, and get the hell out of this godforsaken town that's hurting his pride.

He saw the cold Nebula and didn't look back. He threatened to kill Shiryō. The smiling Isreal, who was sitting there, realized the seriousness of the situation and rose from the ground, "Hiss... chest or quite painful Ah, this little Guy Ah, so face-saving? " He muttered, and then, at a quick pace,.

As the four headed dragon, a dragon bone monster, plunges its head into the swirling dust, master Shiryō, sitting in his cubicle, stares at the Crystal Ball floating in front of him, the corners of his mouth bent, with a strange smile on his face, it was clear that the battle would end in victory for his side.

For example, if the evil hunter is successfully mauled to death by a dragon-bone Monster, the remaining fire-breathing faeries may be a bit troublesome, but their dexterity is quite different from that of the hunter. Fire-breathing faeries may be able to deal with slow-moving warriors who are not as agile as their skeletal counterparts, but if they are able to deal with their carefully nurtured, agile, fast-moving dragon-bone monsters, then even if this faery can breathe fire, it won't hurt the Keel Monster either.

As Shiryō watched his crystal ball expectantly, his face contorted as if struck by lightning in a flash of Pale fire from a cold nebula, the dragon-bone Monster that oneself can descend, how be this abominable celestial clan to a fire to become ashes?

The skeletons he called up were the frozen bones of glaciers that had lain dormant for tens of thousands of years. They were not as hard as the skeletons of warriors who were only a few decades or even a few decades old, however, this is in the ground to sleep for nearly 10,000 years of the frozen bone of the glacier, can be directly burned to ashes by the fire, the fire of the fairy fight the power of a little too terrible.

To Shiryō's horror, however, the huntsman, who had fallen to the ground, stood up again, holding his own body.

"Damn it! I can't believe that guy didn't die! Well, that's not gonNA be easy, this fucking hunter and her fire-breathing Faerie... That's a tough opponent, but.. ...... Well, your luck has come to an end, my corpse tree seed has already developed, Haha, my little babies did not die in vain, my corpse tree seed will certainly revenge for you

Seeing his dragon bone monster die in the flames of a cold Nebula, Shiryō spoke coldly to the crystal ball floating in front of him, with the Cold Nebula and Isreal in his eyes, as if they were already dead.

"Hey! DON'T WALK SO FAST! Wait for me! What on Earth Are you going to do? Don't go any further. There's a fighter in there! You're no match for him. Don't get yourself killed! Are you even listening to me? YOU'RE A SMART-ASS!"

ISRIEL dragged his wounded body behind him in a deadly pursuit of the cold Nebula, which never looked back. As he pursued, he began to cry out, but as isriel screamed, the cold nebula would not look back, and walked right up to the hut where Shiryō was hiding.