In the thick clouds that cover the sky, huge floating islands surrounded by steep mountains gradually appear. That's Ragnar. Is] - Even in the Elemental Elf Realm, it is also one of the most important sacred realms - the realm of the Wind Elf King, and the group has finally reached their destination.

The monster that attacked the airship before was later confirmed to be a sealed and abandoned military elf, and it itself showed no signs of rampage, although there was a strong sense of conspiracy no matter how you looked at this attack, but all this was indifferent to Su Mo and the others, although it was Qingzi who killed the elf head-on

And now, there is still some time before noon, and the airship has slowly sailed into the [Ragnar. In the port of Is], each team then took the carriage prepared by the Divine Rite Academy, which hosted the Sword Dance Sacrifice - but the carriage that was originally only prepared for four people would be fine if all the girls were made, but if Su Mo and Xincheng both went up, it would be a little crowded, after all, although these two looked relatively slender, they could actually be classified as tall.

So the two decisively chose to follow the carriage outside, anyway, it would be a walk.

And at the same time

"Mr. Su Mo let go of me! I'm going to cut down the wind and the god of the early gods, that soul is faint!! ”

"Calm down! If you cut down the wind and the gods, then I guess the next second will be Claire playing with you?!! ”

Su Mo desperately pulled Uesugi Nobusei who didn't come out after seeing the wind early god enter the carriage, with a helpless smile on his face.

"If only he likes Claire, forget it! What's going on now?!! What's the situation?!!! "With red eyes, I can't see the indifferent bearing when we first met.

But this is also normal, after all, how terrible is the sister control or something, Su Mo himself is very clear, after all, a certain brother controls coughing. I can't say more.

And then, it's good to talk about it. For example, what is the aftermath of the autumn, what life is better than death, etc., Su Mo finally persuaded Xincheng. Although there is always a premonition that the god-man will die worse later

"That's right. How did you manage to contract with the elves? Su Mo stroked the hilt of the Demon Destroying Holy Sword and asked with a flat expression.

Because of the close proximity to Aoko during this time, Esther has maintained the form of a sword for most of the time recently.

"Actually, Ao Xing shouldn't be a fairy" Xincheng looked at the sky and said: "It seems that he came to me when he crossed over, and then maybe it was under the influence of this world that he became an elf - and the contract should be signed when crossing over, and then I also tried, and I can't contract with other elves at all." ”

"Yes, that's what I said, after all, the fact that the Wind Morning God was able to sign a contract was entirely due to the uniqueness of his identity."

"Demon King or something" Xincheng took out his Xuanxi bamboo flute and played with it slowly: "If it had been in the past, I would definitely have scoffed." But now, after all these years, I've come to accept things that are completely contrary to my own worldview. ”

"It seems like you're pretty lucky, like I've accepted everything at the speed of light - or maybe I've been preparing for it for eighteen years." Su Mo chuckled, then looked at the huge ruins that slowly appeared in front of him and said, "It's probably already here." ”

"It is said that we will be staying in the castle hall in the center of the island this time, which seems to be the site of the mythological era from a long, long time ago, and is usually a place where only shrine maidens of the Shinto Temple are allowed to enter." Xincheng replied that he knew much more about this world than Su Mo and the others.

"I hope it's over soon, I have a homesick little girl here."

Whispering, Su Mo and the others were greeted into the majestic and magnificent city hall with a huge stone gate by a witch dressed in a somewhat subtle aura.

"Hey, this is the champion of the Sword Dance Festival three years ago. Lotus. Ah, Asberl. ”

Walking in the corridor that was illuminated by countless small light elves and covered with red velvet carpets on the ground, Su Mo looked at a hanging painting hanging on the wall and admired, but his eyes looked at the wind early god who was stiff on the side.

An exotic dress with a long hem wraps around her body, and she holds an ominous sword of darkness in her left hand. She has long shiny black hair, pearly white cheeks, and a girlish appearance depicted with slender brushstrokes. This is an extremely beautiful "girl".

"It's a shame, isn't it?" Su Mo's elbow touched Xincheng.

"yes—what do you say? Wind early gods? Xincheng looked at Feng Zao Shenren with a smile. The stressed teenager couldn't help laughing: "Yes, yes"

"Xiaomo, your heart is really bad." Qingzi on the side stepped forward and patted Su Mo on the shoulder with a sigh. Then he also glanced at the hanging painting, and then his tone also became playful: "But it's really a pity." ”

Actually, this thing is not a good guy

"Gone." However, without waiting for Su Mo and the others to say more, Youzhu who came over said coldly with an expressionless face: "It doesn't matter what happens to this guy, although it's really a pity." ”

"Well, since Youzhu has spoken, then let's go!"

"Huh? What do you mean by that? What a pity and what a pity! Don't say something I don't understand!! "It's Erquit, who is at a loss from beginning to end

"Okay, okay, Alquette doesn't need to know about this kind of dark thing~~"

"Xiaomo, don't perfunctory me!"

"Well, well"

Then, the figures of several people gradually disappeared.

"Whew, that's enough, Mr. Su Mo and Mr. Xincheng are like this," Feng Zaoshenren, who was still in the same place with a cold sweat on his face, stroked his right rib with some trepidation, where several ribs had been broken by Uesugi Xincheng.

Of course, the injuries there have long since healed, but the god-man is still in pain all over his body.

"But the previous teaching, is it true, after three years of exile, did it become like this? Restia will be disappointed, for me now."

On the first night of the airship here, Su Mo summoned all the members of the [Team.Scarlet] to the battle ring set up in the Elemental Spirit Realm, after all, he took over the task of teaching the team of gods, didn't he?

Then his method of education was as simple and crude as ever, picking all the members of the [Team.Scarlet] with the holy sword in the scabbard

Oh yes, the blonde lady Linslet and Alice, the leader of the Knights of the Wind King, who was injured and couldn't continue, have joined the ranks of the gods.

And because their own elves are all high-ranking elves, everyone is the leader of the academy, and the combination of near and long range is perfect, and the combination of offense and defense is reasonable, so several people launched an attack on Su Mo with great confidence.

And then hung without question.

Although it was not unsheathed, this kind of blow with the sheath attached to it was really full of feelings, and it hurt when it hit it. Anyway, Su Mo himself said that the fight was very cool - and then led by the Feng Zao God, everyone was beaten all over the body, and because he was a man, the Feng Zao God himself was still covered in green and black, and he was able to beat the god man into this virtue in the elemental elf realm that can minimize the impact on the physical blow, Su Mo was really hard

"Since none of you have overwhelming force, then learn to use team cooperation, your tactics are too rough now - if you have any questions, you can always come and ask me, you may have been a little arrogant because you have won too many games."

Dropping this sentence, Su Mo turned to leave, and Claire behind him shouted that she must take revenge

And now, the god-man shook his head and looked at the lotus. Ashubel, or the painting of the god of the early wind, said bitterly: "It's really, it's a pity."

And Su Mo is here

"This must be finding fault, right?"

The corners of his mouth twitched as he looked at the room in front of him that was prepared for himself and Xincheng.

The room was at the end of the hallway, dimly lit, the gloomy air floated and smelled musty, and a corner of the room was full of scraps such as paintings and carvings, and cobwebs were everywhere.

"Xincheng, let's not participate in the Sword Dance Festival, let's go directly and find the Elf King to fight with them!"

"Well, I don't care, when I was cultivating before, I lived in a more shabby place than here." Xincheng smiled bitterly and persuaded Su Mo.

"No, faithfulness! This is no small feat! This represents the inequality of the treatment of men and women in the Shrine!! We must dare to resist! Dare to create an equal society!! ”

It's all about unrelated stuff (to be continued.) )