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My best friend was injured in front of me.

Michelle also knows that she is such a gentle girl that she cannot be abandoned.

That's why she also chose to stay on the spot and fight the unreliable.

But adults and children, at best. I don't like the difference in health.

"I have to do something... I have to - hit it right!

Eat up your teeth and turn the arrows, but their power is gradually lacking. Though a smaller hunting bow fits her young, she still doesn't have the strength to pull it off.

I don't mind the number of arrows left in the arrow barrel in the first place.

"And three more... what shall we do"

It's Michelle's job to deal effective damage to the enemy.

She felt unprecedented frustration at her inability to play that role.

But shooting into the groan prevents a man's shield from attacking.

Only haste recruits and becomes aware that its aim becomes coarse. It could hit Nicole as it is.

"What do we do...... we have to do something!

"Do you want power?

There's an easy-going, bright voice hanging from the bottom.

A beauty that leaves a young man sounding as if he were singing. But cover it up and make it feel familiar with the extra lover.

When she turned around, there was one girl there.

When I was old, I would be a little bit above her.

But it's the whiteness that overwhelmingly catches my eye. Glowing silver hair and plucking white skin.

The bow in his hand shines in silver, as he did with it.

"Um, who?

"I'm a god. By the way, Michelle. Don't you want power?

"Huh? Uh..."

"If we don't hurry, she might be in danger, right?

"Ho, I want it!

It's too suspicious, but if you say you can help Nicole, you can even sell your soul to the devil.

At this time, Michelle thought so from the bottom of her heart.

"Then I'll lend you this."

The girl offers Michelle a huge bow in her hand.

Michelle, who made it a terrible hand, but the look quickly stained with despair.

The strings are too hard to pull at all.

"You can't do this, I can't use it."

"That's why I'm here. I'll help you. It's a special case, isn't it?

Shortly after I said that, Michelle was overflowing with unprecedented power.

This was the same magic of fortification that Maria hung, no. It was the magic of physical fortification so strong that it was not even at her feet.

"Then you can pull it off, right? But don't ever take it off because it doesn't have half the power. After that, play with the normal arrow. It's flying. Use this arrow."

"Huh?"

I didn't know what it meant to say an arrow could play, but I guess if it was this huge a bow anyway, there would be some dedicated arrows.

With that in mind, without question, Michelle received an arrow.

The arrows handed over were made of steel and had a spiral sharpened.

"That bow is named Third Eye. Take care of it, will you?

"Ugh, yeah."

I don't know when the hanging magic will expire.

Michelle immediately placed a steel arrow on a silver bow (third eye).

The huge bow is comparable to her height - no, it's more huge than that.

It was a synthetic bow sandwiched with white matter in a crystal plate, and the strings were made of silver thread - not holy silver (misril) spinning filamentously.

Such a bow is obvious because it cannot be pulled.

Strengthened muscle strength, however, easily squeezes steel-like strings.

A synthetic bow stuck with white matter in the crystal plate lifted and flexed.

"If you pull it off as hard as you can, the shock wave will get that kid and Michelle involved. On the way."

"Yes!

Reply to the girl's words, reflexively.

I could certainly feel so much power from this bow.

If that's a misfire, I'm nervous and I can't set my aim.

"It's okay, even with the right strength. If it's about that shield, you'll rip it like paper. So calm down."

Put your hands gently on your back and relieve me of this tension.

I even felt my physical tiredness disappear into that feeling.

I even feel like my shoulder weight has disappeared all the time, and Michelle takes aim again.

Now the aim was set to be perfect.

On the contrary, I feel I can even predict how the two of them will move.

"That's the effect of the shooting gift. Believe in your power."

Girl whispering.

Michelle let go of the arrow, as the words pushed her.

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