Don't compete with fairy tale vests

Hearing this call, Atreyu still showed extreme resistance even though he was wearing the same vest as Soryu Kurikawa, his strange olive green face was full of disgust because of the use of his ability.

As expected, it was Grau Graman, who had been on the mission with Paul Hesse, who stopped the rope at the intersection.

The German, with his little curly hair on his face, looked at this scene of a long-lost reunion that should have been very warm, but because one of the parties tried his best to avoid it, it became a bit strange.

And running behind the two were a few students who were also wearing high school uniforms. If nothing else, it was probably Graugram who happened to meet him on the road with his current partner after solving the task. own classmates.

"Atreyu, long time no see!"

The big fluffy lion is very happy to see the little hunter. If conditions permit, he will hug the green man and roll on the ground twice to express his appreciation for the catnip smell on Atreyu affection.

"Restrain me a bit, stupid lion!"

The hunter with the dark blue braids hurriedly dodges, because the cat fur flying in the air has red eye sockets, and keeps sneezing, trying to stay away from a certain allergen. If there are trees or electric poles here, He is probably about to perform another unique skill about climbing a tree in three steps.

It is also thanks to Zenyuan Maki who reached out in time to grab the joyous little lion and suppressed Grau Graman's behavior that he almost turned into a lion because he was too happy, and saved Atleiyu from the fire and water.

After breathing the air without cat hair, Little Hunter's complexion looked better.

"Is this Xia Youjie?"

While they were making noise on their side, the curly-haired German had already walked to Graugramman's sand pile, staring intently at the curser who only showed half his face.

Facing the person he was looking for, Paul Hesse's face still didn't fluctuate much,

Graugramman was already familiar with some behaviors of his colleague who was taciturn, didn't express much, but often spoke surprisingly, but it was precisely because of this that he paid more attention to Paul Hesse's expression.

There was not much smile in the eyes of the curly-haired boy, and even the corners of the German's mouth were drawn into a line. The little lion who had seen the German agent in a relaxed state knew that this was definitely not a normal phenomenon.

"No, this is not Xia Youjie."

Standing aside, Zenyuan Maki with a serious expression suddenly answered Paul Hesse's question.

The dark green-haired girl with a high ponytail looked at the pile of colored sand, but her expression was very serious, her brows were furrowed as if she was thinking about such an extremely serious topic.

"?"

Paul Hesse turned around and faced the direction of the female conjurer. Although he didn't say anything, it was not difficult to see the meaning of the German asking from the eyes and body expressions.

"Anyway, this person can't be Xia Youjie."

Zenyuan Maki said affirmatively.

But Paul Hesse ignored what she said next, and went to Grau Graman's sand pile in his own way, and began to observe by himself without saying a word.

Trapped in the effect of Grau Graman's spell, he naturally fell into a sea of ​​positive emotions. His spell power was almost completely exhausted by this unexpected attack, and Xia Youjie's The remains also became a real body.

At that time, the powerful tool that Ron Suo used to fulfill his ambitions turned into a cage to trap him in this situation.

And Paul Hesse also completed his own exploration. I don't know what inspection activities he carried out. Maki, who is closest to him, almost watched a series of changes in the curly-haired boy from expressionless to furious.

It is as if a huge wave suddenly rises on the calm sea, and a sudden wind blows in the quiet afternoon. The restlessness and disorder born in the calm are more impactful, and the same is true for Paul Hesse at this time.

A burning flame demon appeared beside him, and the breath of sulfur savagely broke into everyone's nostrils.

No one knew when his attack started. Before Graugramman could react, the howling flames rushed towards the sand pile.

"Counterfeit, counterfeit!"

Paul Hesse roared angrily. It was hard to imagine that such a young man with a classical temperament looked like this when he was furious. A cold killing intent immediately appeared in the eyes of the German agent.

Zenyuan Maki could only understand Paul Hesse's curses in Japanese in front of him, but he didn't know the long series of words that the Germans said quickly in German.

But Chanyuan Maki could sense that the counterfeit that the curly-haired boy was referring to did not refer to the fact that Naohua was pretending to be Xia Youjie.

The three people's eyes are full of worry. Whether they can take Xia Youjie's body back intact or capture the guy who occupied Xia Youjie's body is secondary. No one can guarantee that this person who seems to be extremely unstable at the moment Will the Germans make any other moves.

However, Zenyuan Maki and their worries did not work for the time being. Under the action of Grau Graman's gravel, Paul Hesse's flame barely touched the surface of the sand pile, and was instantly absorbed.

The elimination of the different ability seems to have made the Germans seem to have regained some composure, and the indifferent look returned to Paul Hesse's face again, and he once again returned to a state of taciturnity.

"Sorry, I was a little agitated just now." The curly-haired boy replied briefly, which was an explanation for his out-of-control behavior just now, but his eyes were staring in the direction of Atreyu unabashedly, making him not used to being stared at The little hunter frowned impatiently.

"Crack-"

A sound like some kind of thread being snapped came from the colorful sand pile of Grau Graman, which was exactly where the fake Xia Youjie was buried.

The gravel that covered half of the curser's face was lifted up slightly, and the tooth-piercing crunching sound continued, and soon with a crisp sound, a wriggling brain suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"This is... what?" The panda rarely knew how to describe this thing. He had seen countless curse spirits, and he was also a non-human curse skeleton, but facing this thing with only a brain left, he also felt Arrived surprised and unusual.

The alarm sounded in the hearts of the second graders, and the conjurers all went into a state of alert by coincidence.

When the atmosphere was extremely tense, this abnormal brain spun around, revealing a lipless mouth, and began to speak strangely.

"Not bad, not bad, it's really a long-lost feeling." The approval in the tone of this unknown creature made Graugramman and his classmates feel a little chilly, as if they were stained with something unclean.

"It's really good."

The brain sighed, obviously it didn't have eyes, but Graugramman felt that there was a greedy gaze lingering on him all the time.

"I'm really looking forward to the moment when you die." The brain-red tongue moved back and forth on the tooth that was not covered by gums, disgusting and impactful.

For the sand of Graugramman, Lisuo seemed to be very afraid, and just let himself stay on the host's body, separating the body from the sand as much as possible.

The two sides seemed to be in a stalemate. Because they didn't know what was behind this disgusting and disgusting creature, Zenyuan Maki and the panda dog Juji did not dare to act rashly, while Paul Hesse was immersed in his own In his thinking, he didn't pay attention to this side at all.

But Grau Graman and Atreiyu seem to have a bit of a wrong style of painting.

The instruction from Soryu Kurikawa is to clean up the brainsickness. As the master of emotional grit, Graugramman naturally knows that the brainsickness under the control of his technique is already at the end of his battle, and it will be difficult to guarantee this if there is any further delay. Will the cunning guy have any reinforcements coming.

It's just that there was a huge difference between the vests of Grau Graman and Atreiyu on how to deal with the brain.

Zenyuan Maki originally just wanted to ask for the opinion of the highest combat power present, but heard a fierce debate suddenly broke out in the group of "close friends" over there.

The hunter, whose heroic face had already been dyed olive green, tightly hugged his bow and arrow, his expression filled with resignation, and said loudly: "Don't think about it, I will never touch that soft, sticky thing with a bow and arrow. something!"

"It's really unhygienic!" Atreiu said in a trembling voice.

"But..." The little lion showed aggrieved eyes, and wanted to say something, but as a vest, how could he not understand each other's thoughts, the little hunter immediately interrupted him.

"But I want to sleep in the sand!" Graugramman ignored Atreyu's death threat, and was extremely wronged. The bed he slept on was stained with unclean things, which made him feel good at night.

Seeing that Atreyu's expression loosened slightly after his words, if it wasn't for the fear that the little hunter would hate his fur so much that it would be self-defeating, the little lion would have rushed to plead.

"Really, just one stroke." Graugramman almost rolled a few times in the sand, and he really didn't want the sand of his brain to stain his precious dunes in an ugly color.

"I don't want it! I will never stick my arrows on that kind of thing. It's too ugly and doesn't fit my hunting aesthetics at all."

Atreiyu, who saw the real body of the cursed master, was extremely disgusted by this. He hid his bow and arrow behind his back, obviously determined to oppose this proposal, and selectively forgot who set the brain flower as the hunting target just now.

Zenyuan Maki, who thought it was a discussion about tactics and didn't bother, and listened very carefully, was speechless at the behavior of the two of them, which could almost be compared to elementary school students quarreling.

It was Fu Hu who ended this childish quarrel and saved the eardrums and Sanguan of Zenyuan Zhenxi.

A giant white dragon with snow-white body and only eyes like pure pigeon blood rubies descended from the sky. Its sharp dragon claws stepped on the pink organ that was still flaunting its power and bluffing. It made Ren Suo lose his voice, and at the same time made the two childish ghosts The quarrel is over.

"Good afternoon, everyone." Fulong, who easily dealt with the three super magic spirits, gracefully transformed into a human form on the sand of Grau Graman.

The mica-like scales turned into armor, which fit on the young man's body, shining brightly in the sun. His voice screamed for help with this special magical power, just hearing his s***, the second-grade students It feels like the soul has been purified.

The sharp senses brought by the curse of God can always make Zenyuan Maki feel something different, such as now, from the moment the white dragon appears, the wind and the sun seem to be celebrating the boy's smile with joy .

Unlike Graugramman's technique, it's not that negative emotions are eliminated, but positive emotions, such as feelings of joy and happiness, are virtually increased.

Zenyuan Maki suddenly found that she could not be wary of this strange boy, and her reason and sensibility were constantly being pulled. This is the tip of the iceberg of the magic power of Fulong, the messenger of happiness. The work is also based on this consideration.

Fu Hu raised his feet and walked towards Grau Graman and Atreiyu, but his white boots were spotless.

"It seems that I am not too late." Fulong said with a smile.