30.Seven Colors Circus (3)
It must have been a gamble without a winner, because even the initiator of the gamble had calculated herself. Either by his own power he can remove the obstacle that hinders the development of magic, or by sending the tired body of the "magician" to destruction along with the barrier. This is definitely a great mistake for a well-calculated person, but the magician who has been performing the circus is also a human being, and there will be times when she is tired, and perhaps she is tired of the days when she has been wearing the mask of a clown and performing a performance that must not fail.
Three, two, one, the coin was lightly tossed by Vierde, and it spun in the air, and neither of the two witches could guess which side would end up on the ground, but they already knew the final result. The clown's cards spilled out of Vierde's pocket and spread densely around her and Rosie, and the clowns on the cards smiled "happily", as if mocking the witches' ignorance and ignorance.
Yes, this is the clown in the mask, no matter how happy, happy, distorted, painful the face beneath the mask is, its mask will always have only one expression.
"Senpai......"
"Bet on it, Rosie!"
The coin that had already begun to fall crossed the sight of the two, "Yes...... Or is it the other way around!"
Who determines the pros and cons of the coin, whether it is a "god" or ...... What about Vierde herself?
However, there seems to be someone who is not willing to make such a bold gamble on the part of Vierde. After all, no matter whether this gamble is won or lost, Rosie's life will be wiped out along with the "clown cards" scattered around.
But who is it? Her dog has fallen, and her tin men are scattered......
Wait, there's really one of Rosie's "buddies" who aren't here. It is the lonely scarecrow standing in the middle of the wheat field. It exists to drive away all birds and beasts. It has the effect of cheering for the farmers...... It's called The Harvester.
[Whew]
There was a sudden wind around him, and the sound of hunting at the corners of his clothes was sounding. Wrapped in a cloak and made of straw, the "Grim Reaper" appeared, it had no weight, but it wandered through the night like a ghost. Maybe in normal times it was just a scarecrow, and the button-made eyes made of it couldn't even make an expression, but at this moment, it was a "grim reaper" who could cut her enemies to pieces with a scythe.
"Hah...... Haha!"
At the same time as meeting the scarlet gaze. Vierde, who was in a hurry to retreat, had already experienced the feeling of "pain".
"Forgot your all-important scarecrow...... Hahaha!"
The wound had already appeared unconsciously, it was a tear given by the scythe in the hand of the scarecrow. But......
"It's not over yet, Rosie!"
Staggering to her feet, Vierde laughed maniacally and threw the staff in her hand towards Rosie. Is it just ordinary "stubbornness", or is there some "bomb" hidden in this short staff? But none of this matters, because the scarecrow who seems to have no body doesn't care so much, and in an instant the short staff is split in half by the scythe.
γBangγ
It was smoke, it was fog, and the scarecrow had to eliminate all the hidden dangers, because no one knew what was hidden in the short cane, so the smoke that was dense around in an instant was naturally in Rosie's consideration.
But...... Vierde had just been injured. If you take advantage of now......
"Master!"
"Wait, you...... You do ......"
By the time Rosie reacted, she had already been picked up by the scarecrow's withered hands. The corner of her eye also made Rosie aware of her situation.
The cards scattered on the ground were all on fire, and in a moment it was engulfed in flames, and if it had been a little bit more than night, he must have been a burning man by now. There is no way to rescue the scarecrow, but it is made of straw all over its body, and it is more afraid of fire than anything else.
"Whew...... Master, you're alright. β
After putting down Rosie, the scarecrow took off its "coat" and gasped. Whatever it is, the demons have an instinctive fear of predators. To be able to save Rosie in that situation, Scarecrow...... No, Flassan has done a very good job.
As for......
"There's no one left, I'm afraid I've run away, master. β
As for Vierde's affairs, there can be no more impositions.
β...... There's no way around it. The smoke had cleared, and Rosie's petite figure was long gone.
She had indeed been cut in the chest by Flassan just now, so there must have been blood on the ground. But...... The darkness of the night made the only clue difficult to find. And...... It was Verde, a guy who was comfortable with any kind of fraud, and God knows if she was still watching something even when she was injured.
After all, she showed a seriousness and anger that she had never felt before, which was the opposite of her usual attitude of joking.
β...... Am I really doing something wrong?"
"Master?"
"Ah...... I'm sorry. Thank you, Flsan. Roseie took a few deep breaths, and although she only smelled choking smoke, it always made people feel more sober.
"Anyway, I'm fine, you can go back and continue to help Goni first. β
"But the master...... Ms. Gonnie also has a word for me to pass on to you. Firsan, who was crossed over her waist, frowned, I am afraid that her "grass head" could not understand the meaning of these words.
"Although the society is in danger, I am not down enough to need the help of the witches......! That's it. Should...... I was very angry and said, "No, no, no, I should use a tsundere voice at this time, right?" Well...... What is it...... Master?"
β......β
"Master, master?"
"Ah, sorry, really...... I'm sorry. β
Rosie lowered her head again, and could see that her mind had drifted away from Flassan's words.
It turns out that Ge Ni, who is under the same galaxy, but is far away, will also say such heartless words. Clearly...... She was a wise sage, calm and calm, elegant and noble. Although she also used the galaxy to send the news of the enemy's invasion and provided great help to the witches, she ......
After all, does she even count Vierde, and in some sense become the "enemy" of the witches? they are witches between the two eras, and they ...... It seems that the two excessive differences have made them lose their former style.
Don't......
Did you really do something wrong? I tried my best to protect the fairy tales of the magicians and the glory of the witches, even if I gave my life for it. But why...... Why are the spearheads of the seniors pointing at themselves......
The overly radical Verde simply wanted to kill herself to free the last barrier, and the calm Gonnie also spoke ill of herself......
What did you do wrong...... (To be continued.) )