�I want to go.�

Sirone said weakly.

�Let�s go.��Lian looked at Sirone, who was lowering her head with a somber expression, and was lost in her thoughts.

He is obviously the number one contributor to the victory, but I also understood the desire to get away from the people of Gustaf.

�Okay, let�s go.�

When Lian got up, the old man murmured.

�You are crazy.�It will be blown away by the wind.�

�If rain breaks through the ground, collect water.�If you hold out for two days, the typhoon will disappear.�

Because it was Lian who made a shelter in the basement with a few knife cuts, people didn�t stop it anymore.

�Get on your back.�

When Lian leaned forward, Sirone shook her head.

�I can go alone.�And you�ll have to cast magic to get across the storm.�

�No, get some more rest.�You are very tired.�I�m going to break through with axing.�get carried away by me.�

Sirone, the world�s strongest magician, can recover his mental power with just a few hours of sleep.

But what hurt him was his heart.

After thinking for a moment, Sirone sat on his back as if he had made up his mind, and Lian stood up.

�It�s so light.�

Although Lian could lift a rock, his friend�s body surprisingly did not feel the weight.

It seemed to have dried up.

�let�s go.�

I held the straight sword in my right hand against the ceiling and pushed it upward with all my might, and a hole was punched through.

With people staring blankly at him, Lian escaped the shelter with a single leap.

Woo woo woo woo!

A strong wind hit the two, but Lian�s body, which had been denied, was not pushed away.

It was pouring rain, and the angle of the raindrops was almost level.

�Whoa.�

Lian, who held a large sword in front of him to cut through the wind, asked as he slowly moved his steps.

�where should we go?�

Sirone hugged Lian�s neck like a child who had lost her place to lean on.

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