174 Lesson 44: The Bad Wind (2/2)

But - on the verge of those eyes becoming unwilling glass balls, the red glow fills the elf's eyes (yep). Reminds me of blood, wet red. The moment I thought it covered my eyes, a whimpering roar burst out of the elf's mouth.

”GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

The ear-crushing roar was, at the same time, a magical cry (today) that gripped the human spirit. If you can, it's close to the dragon roar (dragon lore) released by Hydra. Not so powerful of fantasy species, of course, but still not bearable to those who were unprepared for anything.

If I can bathe you close, all the more so.

”Haaaaaa!?

”Higi no!!

”Gu, oh, ah...”

The face of ”Desert Eagle” glides around the ground with both ears open. Some of them are bleeding out of their palms, and apparently they broke their eardrums.

The wild horses that were hanging around me were just too sorry. Some groan on their knees, and some groan on the ground just like the 'Eagle of the Desert', while some cry that this (is) about to leave this place.

”Yikes! Yikes! Yikes!

The elves once again raise their shouts (kan) as they chase them.

- No, is this more of a laugh than a scream?

If you think so, half the lion's face seems to be delightful. On the other hand, the half side of the fairy was also distressed, but it looked more like the expression of the painful than laughing.

And there was a change in the elf's face at the end of my gaze.

The lion's face widens. Slowly from the tip of his chin, but surely, he overrides the face of the fairy and alters it to that of the lion.

That looked somewhere like a short needle on the clock. The area of the lion expands so that the needle, which was referring to six o'clock, carved seven, eight and the hour. When the needle continues like this and points to twelve o'clock, the elf's face will be the lion's.

When that happens, what will set you free in this world?

”Well, I'm pretty sure it's not a lot of stuff.”

says with a shin on his head. At the end of my gaze, an elf - no, something that used to be an elf was trying to reveal the whole story.

What was revealed from under the chiseled flying robe was the head of the lion and the arms of the lion. The legs are equipped with wings and nails reminiscent of the Raptor (Already Kin), and on the back are four wings reminiscent of the Raptor (Already Kin) as well. From the glutes the two types of tails were stretched and tangled together to deflect.

It is a demon I have never seen.

But I've heard of it. The information that Ilia gathered about Berca contained stories of demons similar to this.

To be precise, it's not a demon, it's a demon god, and even more so, it's a story that belongs more to legend than reality.

Ugh, that's a bad wind running through the desert.

A king of hot sand with the face and arms of a lion, with the legs and feathers of an eagle (I), and with the tails of a scorpion (sawdust) and a serpent (serpent).

The name of the demon who seizes fever and locust plagues...

”Paz, king of the wind, was it?

Apparently, the demon deities overheard that twinkle, which was rather solitary.

Like affirming my words, Ni, laughs creepily.

That face, three quarters had already turned into a lion.