The other party is a seventh-order magister.

The others are dead, but it's still dangerous if you go head-to-head. The three energies in his body have now been consumed by more than half.

The big husband can bend and stretch, and when he retreats, he retreats.

Wouldn't it be nice to let a clone follow this guy, wait for his state to adjust, and solve it with a sneak attack. In addition, he wanted to verify his conjecture, so he ran away.

Take Hughira and run to the uninhabited grove.

His furious time was over, he was back in shape, and a kind of fatigue came to his heart. The originally beautiful seven-colored fur on his body was also covered with wounds at the moment. When Hughira saw it, she hurriedly took out some ointments and healing potions from her personal space to heal Lotta.

Lotta lay motionless on the ground.

It was curled up in its paws, staring at Hughira with wide eyes.

Because of the battle just now, his mask has been cut open, and through that gap, you can see the delicate white skin under the mask, and the faint black hair.

Lotta held up the sign and began to question.

"Why is the Golden Dragon's Claw in your hands?"

Asked this question, Hughira, who was medicating Lotta's wound, stiffened and reached out to pat the long sword on his waist. This is just an ordinary steel sword, not the golden dragon's claw just now, and replied in a stammering tone:

"What are you talking about, Lotta? I just used an ordinary iron sword. ”

"How do you know that the Golden Dragon's Claw is a long sword?"

"Uh...... It sounds like a sword. ”

Lotta was sure that she was not mistaken, why was a steel sword pinned to Hughira's waist now. The other party has a space ring, so it's easy to make a transfer.

He didn't talk nonsense with Hughira.

Suddenly jumped up and ripped off the other party's mask.

"Ahhh

The long black hair instantly fell apart, and Hughira covered her face in screams.

"You don't want that! Give me back the mask......"

Lotta ignored his request, and reached out to break his arm. The latter pricked and resisted, shouting no. In the end, Lotta threw him directly on the soft grass and forcibly broke his arm. That familiar and beautiful pretty face appeared in front of Lotta.

The other man closed his eyes and turned his head to the side, trembling all over.

Who would it be if it wasn't that black-haired girl?

Except for him, no one in the town of Bafang has black hair.

"It's you......"

After really confirming the identity of the other party, Lotta couldn't describe her feelings, stunned, surprised, and excited. Hughira's strange behavior before also made sense at this moment.

Knowing his strength, he threw himself out of the cellar.

I also know that I like to eat honey.

I know that I am very smart, and I consult myself about everything.

Said to be friends with Dinelle, but never went to his house.

His blade storm is simply his own blind jb slash.

"I see...... All right! You've deceived Ben Raccoon, I'm so miserable! It's obvious that such a beautiful girl is disguised as a male and lurks in our team, say quickly, what is your purpose?! ”

Lotta had an 'angry' smile on his face, and now he wanted to 'stick a stick' to extract a confession~

This Nizi lied to herself before, and she wants to make up for the loss of her soul! However, the next sentence of the black-haired girl made him almost choke to death with his own saliva.

"When did I tell you I was a girl?"

"Poof... What do you mean by that? ”

"I'm a boy."

Hughie stretched out his finger and pointed at his pretty face, on that face, Lotta couldn't see anything related to men at all, delicate and ruddy skin, sparkling eyes, thin lips, except for the delicate nature of a girl, there was no fortitude and angular that a boy should have.

Is this a man?

"It's not funny!"

"I'm not kidding you."

"How old are you?"

When asked this question, Hughilla's pretty face instantly turned red. Lowering his head, the two little hands came together, even touched each other, and whispered:

"No...... No...... Not really...... 19……”

"Are you kidding me? What does a 19-year-old look like this? Secondary sexual characteristics have already appeared. You chick, don't lie to me, you're a girl at all! ”

Listening to Lotta's words, Hughira froze, and asked in a stunned tone:

"Are you asking about age?"

"Or what do you think?"

Lotta crossed his waist and asked a rhetorical question, and a flash of light flashed in his mind, the 19 ...... that Hughira had just answered What is the meaning?

Could it be......

There is a kind of desperation called MMP.

It is useless to say more, but to prove it.

Severed Dragon Claw Hand!

"Ahh Lotta, what are you doing here?! ”

Hughira jumped up in shame, clutching her crotch and stepping back, her pretty face already red to the base of her neck.

Lotta was already in complete despair, stumbling back two steps, what did he just touch? He looked at Hughira with a look of horror and despair.

"Girl Girl Girl ...... Ladies...... Big Guy ......"

"That's for a reason......"

"Nope! I must have made a mistake! No way, no way, I can't accept this result! So cute...... How could it be a boy?! ”

[You're wrong, so cute, it must be a boy!] 】

The system has made up for it.

"Ahh I must have touched the hilt of a sword just now! ”

[Is the hilt of the sword that thick? 】

"Poof......

Lotta didn't believe it, and pounced on Hughilla again with her outstretched claws.

"Lotta, you can't be so rude, no! Don't! Ahhh ……”……

In the end, Lotta lay on the ground with a desperate expression, her eyes glazed over.

Hughira blushed, kneeling on the side with her disheveled legs, with an expression of being ** about to cry, sobbing constantly, and her cheeks were flushed.

Lotta looked at Hughira.

That face has nothing to do with his current behavior, and his lower gender symbolism, not a penny!

"It's Hughira...... It's Hughira...... It's Hughira...... Be...... Hideyoshi ...... Laa...... Originally...... So...... Poof......"

"Yikes! Lotta, what's wrong with you? ”

Lotta spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell unconscious.