六十路熟妇japanese

Trying to calm down, Norman tried to understand his enemy,

"Although god\'s blessing may seem boundless and limitless, it\'s still crucial for there to be some logical explanation as to how it operates. However, the same cannot be said for this child - all of their abilities simply do not add up or make sense. First, he can control his blood and confine people to it. Second, he can also transform with his armacar into a weird-looking shape. Third, Clarissa\'s reaction to him shows that the amnis that attacked his mana is useless. Fourth, he can summon this big monster. Some underlying principles or laws must govern his actions, and I am too lazy to think about it now."

After Reig threw Norman away, Norman slowly stood up and wiped the dust off his body. The kick caused no fatal injuries because Norman was used to being thrown around when fighting Adam, so he already had his own way of minimizing the impact.

Instead, there was the fatal wound inflicted by Allen, the hole in his left stomach that he had always endured. He prevented the blood from coming out too much with his mana, but he needed to fully concentrate on the mana if he wanted to do that, which also consumed a bit of stamina. He had originally intended to ask Clarissa for help with that, but due to Clarissa\'s current condition, he had to do something about the wound himself.

"Freeze" Norman tried to activate amnis to at least cover the wound with ice, but nothing happened.

"Damn, the fire spirit isn\'t here."

Reig ran towards Norman and tried to kick him; this time, Norman jumped the other way to avoid his attack.

"I have no other choice, to fight more seriously; I have to let this bleed flow." To focus on fighting Reig, Norman let the blood from his body continue to flow.

This time, Reig again ran towards Norman and intended to kick him away.

"Abare Pervenire Mors" Norman\'s sword reached the sky, its length exceeding Reig\'s body. It was now right in front of Reig who was running,

"God\'s Blessing: Bestowed Our Sin," the long sword fell with incredible speed. Fortunately, Reig had time to react and dodge the long sword, only for him to fall immediately due to suddenly forcing his feet to move from there.

Norman\'s sword fell to the floor and shattered it.

"Sigh...Missed."

Norman\'s sword rampage skill is elongated. Norman collaborates it with his god\'s blessing which could make objects he touches become heavy. Reig\'s body would split in two if that sword attack hit him.

As for Felicia, she was currently at a loss.

"Why?! Why can\'t it heal?"

Felicia had activated her god\'s blessing. But the flower withered as soon as it grew. This meant she still had mana, but it wasn\'t strong enough to heal Allen\'s wound. Felicia was starting to feel tired; her mana was probably low, so she couldn\'t recklessly spill her blood again on Allen.

In that short time, she thought, thought, and thought.

The vibrations from the battle in front of her made her unable to ignore what was happening. She needed an answer to her problem and tried to observe everything around her.

"Is there nothing else I can do?"

There was Arthur who had fainted because of rock debris, and then Clarissa who was still depressed and scared. Then the soldiers started slowly increasing, watching Reig and Norman\'s battle from afar.

Realizing the presence of others, Felicia immediately tore off her clothes and covered Allen\'s head. His white hair should not be visible to others. As she observed her surroundings, the most striking thing was the fight in front of her.

And it was that fight that gave her the clue

"God\'s Blessing: Bestowed Our Sin," as Norman activated his god\'s blessing, Felicia instantly realized what she had forgotten.

Her mana and amnis lessons with Thurstan at Isabelle\'s house. She remembered Thurstan explaining about amnis.

"Remember Lady, Allen. Mana is a powerful force that is deeply connected to our emotions. Reciting the name of a magic spell can sometimes cause one to subconsciously pour emotions into the act of casting it. For some, prayer can greatly amplify these feelings and emotions, while others may intentionally become angry to augment the potency of their amnis. However, please do not mention what amnis you are going to use. Under some circumstances, keeping the particular details of one\'s amnis abilities as confidential as possible is advisable. This is because the less one\'s opponent knows about your amnis, the greater the advantage you will have and a greater chance of succeeding in your objectives," that was what Thurstan taught to her.

Felicia had forgotten one important thing that had not occurred to her, and Norman made her realize it. Why did Norman mention his god\'s blessing when he charged his sword? If he had kept quiet, he would have launched a surprise attack.

"What Thurstan told me applies not only to amnis, but also to god\'s blessings!"

\'Most likely, my god\'s blessing only grew briefly this time because I was panicking. All I could think about was how to save Allen as soon as possible. It was that feeling that made my mana answer only momentarily. As I usually do, I had to calm down. And since I only have less mana now, I should use it as efficiently as possible.\'

Felicia used her own nails to deepen the wound, with blood oozing from her palms. While spreading the blood around Allen, Felicia prayed,

"To the God who always loves us and the angels who watch over us. Answer my prayers, give me more of your blessings so that I can wrap the wounds on this boy and the wounds that will appear in this heart. Restore him, so he may serve you more,"

Felicia prayed to calm her heart while giving off strong emotions as she recited the prayer using her god\'s blessing.

The clash between Reig and Norman grew more and more intense, unleashing earthquakes and the piercing sound of swords clashing. Reig darted around the battlefield while Norman extended his sword repeatedly, and near where they were fighting, Felicia prayed with great calmness.

In the midst of the chaos, a flower began to sprout, slowly unfurling until it radiated with a bright glow. The light, a god\'s blessing from Felicia\'s prayers, shone like a beacon of hope amid the darkness of the ongoing battle.

"God\'s Blessing: Garden of Eden,"

As the light grew brighter, it caught Norman\'s attention, causing him to divert his focus momentarily. Seizing the opportunity, Reig swiftly kicked Norman aside. Yet, in the same breath, Norman managed to grasp Reig\'s leg, keeping himself rooted to the spot.

Norman jumped back, with blood starting to trickle down his body.

He pointed his sword at the ground, then used his rampage sword skill.

"Abare Pervenire Mors" The result was that his sword was stabbed into the ground, and Norman flew upwards like a cannon suddenly approaching Reig.

Norman quickly returned his sword to its original shape. Norman was now flying in the air, his sword glinting with the moonlight. He aimed his sword straight at Reig\'s chest. With a deft twist of his wrist, he used his sword\'s rampage skill, extended it, and quickly stabbed it into Reig\'s massive chest.

"UGHOAAAAAAAAA!!!"

A blood-curdling scream rents the air as Reig thrashes wildly in agony, trying to extricate himself from Norman\'s sword. The sound echoed through the entire castle, causing the nearby people to cover their ears in horror. It was a sound that would remain in the ears of the witnesses for many nights to come.

Norman\'s sword was still lodged inside Reig\'s chest. Without wasting any time, he used another of his skills to weigh his sword, increasing the damage to the monster\'s already wounded chest.

"God\'s blessing: Bestowed our sin."

The blade suddenly shot downward, splitting the creature\'s body in two.

A silence descended as Norman stared at the gruesome remains of the once ferocious beast. With a sense of satisfaction, he withdrew his sword from the carcass, wiping the blood off it.

"Now, one problem is solved," Norman uttered as he returned his sword to its original length.

"No way..."

"That kid, defeating that monster all by himself?!"

"Who is he?!"

After Norman bravely defeated the monstrous creature that had been terrorizing the castle, his shredded shirt, tattered and torn from the fierce battle, slowly slipped off his sweat-drenched body. The soldiers saw a deep, jagged scar stitched like a cross on his left chest.

At first, the soldiers assumed that the Dolls had created the terrifying monster and that Norman was merely a valiant hero from the kingdom who had come to save them. However, when they caught sight of the mark on his chest, an unsettling feeling began to spread through the crowd. It was unmistakable - that mark denoted membership in the notorious criminal association that had long plagued the region.