Magic Gems Gourmet

355 Ponkotsuelf Hates To Lose.

In contrast to a room in the castle where words were exchanged soothingly, outside the port town of Magna, there were three people sitting on the grass on the ground.

"... Honey, I don't know what to do. It's like a shell."

At the end of Majorica's gaze, who laughed powerlessly, is a pile of damaged traps. In addition to Magic's special nets, cages, and lockdowns, Magic is a magic item that soars up dust that takes away your sight.

All of it did not succeed.

In addition to that, no matter how hard Chris tries to push forward, some of them are fleeing far away in the next moment, and he hasn't set up a chase so far.

"You've been running away like a demon weapon. Master Katima, have you seen it?

"I saw it. I didn't think you'd break Majorica's net and run away. Is that a mixture of metal or something?

"Alloy, you're a little expensive. I didn't eat it, I was afraid I'd break it."

The sky is blue and cloudless, and the scent of the tide mixes with the gentle wind.

Even though I'm in such a calming place, I still don't see the three of us.

"Ha... somehow, it was too shocking. I can't believe I'm Riplemodoki."

"Me too, Chris."

The magic stone that hides the chest, worn by Majorica, glows dull.

"What happens if I give Ain't the stone... I'm excited now"

and tell Katima to escape reality.

"Are you going to go faster for nothing? It's good for you, but you're still strong enough, right?

"Yeah, yeah. Master Ain't that strong enough for you?

"Because researchers like me don't know. Speaking of which is faster, Ein or that Riplemodoki?

Two people, Chris and Majorica, were taken aback by the words. But as soon as they face each other and break their faces, they answer Katima's question.

"I think Your Highness has been faster than that Riplemodoki since the Heim War days. When I ran to help His Excellency the Marshal in Birdland... I doubted my eyes."

More now, then.

Then Chris squeaks with his knees in his arms.

"The Heim War......"

Would I have grown up? Was there anything I could just do for Ain?

Dill is particularly remarkable in terms of growth, and now that the race has changed, he is following the back of his father Lloyd at an incalculable rate thanks to a much more highly trained training than before.

Actually, she's just saying that Lloyd is more likely to lose, which is a lot of growth compared to then.

"... mmm"

Honestly, I regretted it.

Chris gets up in momentum and hands off the grass and dirt on his long pants.

"I can't lose in an area where I had absolute confidence. I will definitely try to keep you company."

"Hmm. You mean speed?

"Yes! Whatever it takes to get that Riplemodoki..."

"But you're losing to Ain?

"Ah-ah, Master Ain't fine! No, it's not good, but Master Ain't."

"Ah, sorry, I said a little mean."

An apologetic Katima reaches inside her white coat.

"I'll give you something nice. Well, you should drink it because you think you've been fooled."

"... What's this?

What was offered was a clear vial.

There was an orange liquid inside.

It's Ain's squeeze juice.

"What... what!?

"Master Katima, don't you have enough words?

"Mm-hmm. It's the squeeze juice of Riples that Ain't made correctly. It's a pure, mindless one."

Fruit water, to say the least, but Chris drips into the way Katima says it.

"I know I can play a role in recovery. We need to recover from the wear and tear."

"I see... if that's the case"

Opening the lid of the bottle, Chris drank up vigorously.

She was secretly blushing her cheeks when she noticed, letting her cheeks wander in the aroma of intense fruit and the reassurance that carried the warmth of her thoughts all over her body.

All right, hold hands tight, Chris says.

"I'm going to try again! You two should rest a little longer!

Behind Chris as he smiles away, Majolica visits Katima, who smiles.

"Hey, Master Katima"

"Hmm?

"Is there really a healing effect? I haven't received a single report."

"It's half a lie. But for Chris, it's true."

"... oh well"

? ? ? ?

Chris was calm by the momentum. I'm thinking about what to do to the golden Riplemodoki who got away with it many times.

If you can't win at linear speeds, there's another way.

"Just one more time. We just have to check the motion again."

Delivering the golden Riplemodoki in the back of the woods to his sight, Chris set his aim on the unity of the center.

It must be because there were no natural enemies. While the golden Riplemodoki knows Chris' proximity, he opens his mouth to mockery.

Just a few more steps and you should run away.

A wood leak day reflects on the rapier that Chris pulled out.

With today's greatest concentration, I focused on every single step of the golden Riplemodoki.

"Keke."

My deaf voice irritated me, but I suddenly breathed and calmed down.

One step, and two steps and narrow your stuffing eyes.

Chris uses the magic of the wind to further accelerate his body. faster than the murmuring sounds of the trees, and packed the distance from the golden Riplemodoki.

And in time, as before, the golden Riplemodoki begins to flee.

He disappeared between blinks, and it wasn't until the distance opened that he could see him in a sumptuous way.

Is there any strategy?

If you're an overwhelming speed opponent, do you still have to trap it? Chris ties his lips hard.

A little while later, Chris follows without a glance.

Then.

"... Oh, that?

"Keh - Keh!?

Distance packed. Very few, compared to earlier.

Along the way, the golden Riplemodoki never stopped, but followed its back, which ran vigorously. Chris paused confused by the fact that the distance was packed to say it was.

"You mean tired? Ugh, yeah... then you can't possibly keep your mouth shut like you can afford it..."

Something hooks me up.

The distance was packed after he escaped once. I wondered what this would mean, and she stopped and thought with her finger up her mouth.

"I went after him late but the distance narrowed...... then I should have been faster"

But then the story changes.

Until now, Chris has been eating a candlestick at an unstoppable rate in his eyes. I don't understand why that's a situation where I'm likely to come here and take advantage.

And then, "It's like a shell," Marjolica said, plundering the back of her brain.

"Well, that's all the speed...... yeah, it was"

Has been annoying. I was wondering if I had the wrong tactic from the start.

Recall the golden Riplemodoki with a surprising face. That didn't look like an act.

"I'll be fine if you do it again. - Yeah."

If you really want to run, maybe it's the limit again.

Chris follows the golden Riplemodoki who escaped.

? ? ? ?

It didn't take long enough to find it, it was in the back of the woods that there were three bodies.

By the creek, where the spiral sounded, he lined up his shoulders amicably, opened his big mouth and drank the river's water.

Chris lays out his aim in unison.

"If it works, I'm sure"

I can hunt.

They have no natural enemies, and it is gratifying that they were immature spirits.

As you dive in and approach your breath, you can see where it seems time to limit yourself. Standing critical that the golden Riplemodoki would not have noticed, Chris breathed heavily.

In my mouth, I still have the taste of fruit water from the Ain stamp Riples. Nature and grin spilled.

"Now it's time for me to try to hunt you, hey!

Chris, who gained momentum from the bushes, immediately raised his noticed face.

You've got room back, the three of you let them grin again and start running away just as before.

This time Chris stares at his eyes, not chasing him with all his strength, but following him so he never misses it.

Distance just leaves.

But things change somewhat.

The distance I kept opening was dull, and gradually Chris packed the distance.

"I knew it...... ugh!

Chris was convinced of the victory.

As you can imagine, the golden Riplemodoki movement is close to that of 'shells'.

It boasts an overwhelming first speed, but no further acceleration. Plus, the same speed as the first speed can't be shown right away.

"Keke!?

"It's no use being more surprised now, so hey!

Using the magic of the wind, Chris' feet gain momentum.

"Keh!?

It's not like Chris can afford it though. Because I can't keep my current speed all the time. Truth is, if we hadn't used magic in anticipation of timing, it would have been tough to pack the distance like this.

Her sense-dependent judgment beat the first speed of the golden Riplemodoki.

"My - it's a win!

The end is Rapier thrown by Chris.

Penetrated through the middle of his body, the golden Riplemodoki finally lies down.

"Ha... ha... haha... I did it... I did it!

Chris lowers his back to the ground trembling with joy.

I no longer have the strength in my ankles and my strength is limited by the full force of my illness over several hours.

But it had been such a long time since she had achieved this, she held both hands in front of her chest, grinned uncontrollably and looked up into the sky.