"Fusion Qile, you can always think of better words than me."

Ilt agreed with Qile's words. Tia in front of her had a flickering look in her eyes, as if she was having a hard time accepting this answer.

"What happens after the fusion? Alan, what will he become? ”

Tia asked softly, although she knew some of the answers to this question, but as if expecting a different answer, Tia looked at Ilt and Qile with hope in her big golden eyes.

"It's hard to say, in the end, he's still Allen, right?"

Ilt didn't know exactly what he was talking about, so when he said the last few words, he could barely hear his voice. Qile stretched out his hand, and Tia looked at him puzzled,

"No matter what he becomes, you just need to wake him up with your love, and your words will definitely do it."

Tia's stiff lips gradually relaxed, and a faint smile crept up the corners of her eyebrows, Tia stretched out her right hand, and was pulled up by Qile and paralyzed by nervousness.

"Thank you, Kira."

"What, it's the same as I said, this guy just has a sweet mouth"

Ilt on the side seemed a little unhappy because he didn't receive praise from Tia.

"Stop arguing, look there."

Dusty had been keeping an eye on the battle, perhaps the most crisis-minded of all these friends. In front of him was a gradually shrinking encirclement, encircling Eren alone, and although all the thieves were frightened by Alan's sword skills, they all emboldened themselves when they heard that he was going to deal with all of them alone.

"Good."

The corners of Alan's mouth were slightly slanted, and although his back was to Dusty, his shoulders could still be seen shaking with excitement from the battle. Allen swung his sword through the crowd and attacked like a stream, using his basic sword skills and his usual slash to break and slash, Allen continued to hit the limbs and chests of his enemies, but did not hurt the thieves' fatal parts. The fluid attack was interrupted by one of the thieves, and Eren turned around, the thief's dagger stabbing at his head. Alan only tilted his head slightly, and the short sword grazed past his head, and at the same time, Alan poked the hilt of the sword into the man's temple, and the man's body suddenly leaned forward, and Alan bent his knee with a blow, and kicked the man in the abdomen again, and the man was immediately knocked out.

"Alan, be careful!"

Immediately then, another thief came at him with a plate axe and slashed at his neck. Alan reflexively crouched down, his fierce axe brushing over his head, cutting off a few strands of red hair that were raised in the wind.

Alan aimed his sword at the man's crotch from below, and the man foamed at the mouth and fell unconscious. Eren kicked the man away, his sword pointing at the thieves in front of him, who were already trembling with complete terror from his superb swordsmanship.

"Huh?"

Just one word, but it shook everyone.

"This is the power of a person with a body, and my blood is boiling when I see it!"

Dusty tugged at Ilte's clothes excitedly,

"Dusty, you are good at forging swords, and you can't compare to us in actual combat."

Ilte's words once again stimulated the explosive old man, and Dusty stepped on it, but Ilt's face did not change, and Dusty looked down to see that his own foot, which should have been stepping on the instep of Ilte's foot, was now stepping on a stone that appeared there at some unknown point.

"Stinky boy, don't be complacent, because I didn't move before, I'll let you see my skills right away."

As he spoke, Dusty drew his short knife from his back again, snorted at Ilte, and jumped into the fight. One of the thieves spotted the girl who had suddenly appeared in the encirclement, thought it was a soft persimmon, and immediately slashed at it with a knife. Dusty lowered her body and stared at the trajectory of the blade, she caught the thief's attack with her short knife and bounced it away, the short knife in her right hand switched in the air to her left, and at the same moment slashed at the thief's abdomen with a backhand.

How many years have it been since I felt the touch of a muscle being cut from the blade to the hand, and it was a very vivid touch. In his frenzy, Dusty slashed his dagger through his foe's abdomen, followed by blood gushing from behind him and screams of pain.

"This guy, what are you excited about?"

Ilte was watching the battle from the sidelines, in fact, his hands were itching, but the other party was a human, so naturally he couldn't cut it casually, so it was better to forget about such an unpleasant battle.

Just as Ilt was comforting himself, several thieves who were originally confronting Eren saw Dasty, and they all gave up the idea of fighting Alan, turned their heads, and surrounded Dusty.

"Hmph, just a few of you guys still want to fight Ilte with me, you show me a good look, see how I fight."

"What, what the hell is this little old lady talking about?"

Ilt scratched his head in confusion, he hadn't thought about how much combat power Dusty could provide in terms of combat, but now it was a good thing, under his own provocation, she was really going to go into battle to kill the enemy.

- Oh my God

- However, the ghost clan will not be so easy to hang up, and the other party is just a few humans, so there is nothing to worry about.

After comforting himself again, Ilt simply found a large rock and sat down, and said, 'I'll see how you behave'.

Dusty caught the sword of the thief in front of him again with his knife and blocked it with his blade, leaned to the side, and then kicked the man in the shin with the tip of his boot. Just as the man was about to fall, Dusty rushed over and knocked him into the air. Don't look at Dasty's thin and short stature, but his strength is great, the man who was knocked into the air fell on the body of his accomplice behind him, and the two fell to the ground together.

"Dusty, right!"

Tia seems to be in charge of reminding the two men on the battlefield to be safe. Dusty immediately caught the plate axe chopped from the side with the blade of the short knife, and the violent impact paralyzed her wrist for a while, and Dusty couldn't help frowning,

"Bastard, didn't anyone tell you not to bully girls?!"

The short knife in Dasty's hand was shrouded in a pink halo, and the magic that spread layer by layer surrounded everyone present,

"Constructing - Strength Amplification!"

The pink grew thicker, the blade seemed to be moistened by this dreamy pink, and Dasty's legs opened slightly, twisting his sinking waist. The man with the axe widened his eyes in astonishment. The girl in front of him, who was more than a circle smaller than him, with a ghost-like expression, pushed his plate axe that had suppressed him up little by little. (To be continued.) )