My Power Of Math Fantasies
6.7 Where to drop

"Where's your fight, just get here?!" A heavy and firm shriek of sound filled the atmosphere of the surrounding air. Everyone was silent, stiff, unable to utter a word. Silent sculpting and trapped in the bonds of grass wrapped around the feet to silence the mouths of the residents.

"Why? Let's just keep thrashing. It's also free for you to fight, don't you think where your greatest source comes from, hahaha. Even if you attack me too, you won't win anyway" continued the warrior leader.

His hands that were behind him let himself seem as if he was the tallest among the others. The look in his eyes was so demeaning to the residents here. And again the grin is really annoying.

I was sculpted from a distance, clenching my hands to see their actions. Right they say, what a soldier like that. Foolish will be very level, Foolish will be the strength of those who only once attacked can stop all the actions of the population.

I step forward, I step. From the side they began to know of my existence. The furrow of their faces looked at me with a stranger, he pointed at me and one of them attacked me by throwing earth magic bohkahan, as big as an adult fist.

As I was shocked, my response dodged and chanted a protective skill spell, "Mana Ampliefer". The wind blew fiercely near my ears, the rapid sound waves making my eyeballs round wide.

However, it wasn't the lump of hard earth that almost hit my head that shocked me. However, which flow did not feel at all, that made me aghast to death. I can't issue skills.

The chunks of land again created as many as three that began to be thrown. My situation started to panic. Thinking of Yui the program system in me, I asked her.

Darling has not yet spoken and spoken in her heart. I've been hit by that lump of soil right on my shoulder wrist, stomach and thighs. I slammed hard enough. It hurts so much, as if my flesh was torn apart by it. But the wounds I received were blisters and bruised bumps against the affected skin.

A little blood came out of my mouth. My limbs became so weak and powerless. What the hell with that attack, my health point even dropped to 41%.

Wait, why is the bar below my normally blue HP now blank white? No, this is impossible. Which bar point I have is listed as zero. Why isn't my recovery point while I'm resting?

Even usually in this condition, whichever point I have should be recovered, at least adding one percent. But this is not at all, there is no sign that my mana will return.

Footsteps sounded approaching me. When I saw the iron leg guards coming up to my head. The iron shoes pressed my temple. I'm like a useless person.

"Hey hey hey, what the hell was your look. Looking for because of it. I see you're not the one here either. Who're you?" heavy hoarse coarse voice with a curious tone wondered.

Mouths silenced. I bit my lip until the pain got used to it. And heed the question of the warrior leader making a pilgrimage like that rose.

Why does my man not exist? Wh why? Is this because I fought the tiger? Or maybe because my consciousness was taken over.

"WOI!"

A hard kick to my face. Blood was flowing from my nostrils. My eyes narrowed with a mimic that also shriveled. Feeling the pain of his metal legs.

My whole body was shaking stiffly. Free I also fight, there I will add bonyok only. Without which I can what? My physical strength turned out to be really weaker than ordinary women.

My level has gone up drastically. But why even the majority of the people I saw also increased their level. Then it's useless if I raise the level, it feels like I'm just chasing a delusion.

"Cut them all down until they can't move. Just let them lie down to see his abode which is nothing else."

The leader of the soldiers returned to his company. The members of them who used the grass-binding magic stuck out their hands.

It seemed to attract something in the air, directed at the residents. Light spray from its original color—green—out. The ties of the grass grew stronger, leaving the bodies of the residents stranded and limp helpless. Where the residents also immediately exhausted. There was no hope, we could only see what they were going to do.

"Quickly take all their possessions. If there's nothing useful, then destroy it, let the person who occupies it take us to rode." The leader of the soldiers said it. They began to trace the entire settlement of this village.

From near to the end of the. A loud noise was heard filling the air surface here. Anxiety and fear emanated gloomily on the faces of the residents.

Until when the sun shines its orange color. The soldiers had quietly destroyed and took away the property of the inhabitants. Crushed wood filled the courtyard near the door and the residents' windows.

The warrior leader returned to where we were sprawled. A violent laughter accompanied him. I, who had recovered a little, sat on my feet, trying to stand up.

As long as I was powerless, I was able to question Yui about my situation. He said that now I experience mana drop, which is not able to use mana in a long period of time. There were about two months I couldn't use mana.

Feet pushed, body balanced, finally I can stand. The other residents are still lying limp, where they are little by little also adding. But where it recovered seemed to be thirty minutes per one beam.

The laughter was getting clearer. My gaze traced it. But my focus was not on the source of the voice. However, it was his background that came to my attention.

Three knitters were running with breath as if faltering. His originally small voice kept adding to his volume. Until when the leader realized and turned his gaze to the source, the three soldiers were immediately thrown and had pushed down their own leader.

The hot steam that shook the air was now visible. He must be the source that frantically panicked those levelled warriors above eighty. His burly body, slender waist, long hair, and cigarette butt were all clad in his red lips.

She was a woman dressed as a bartender, walking with her hips adjusted to her horizontal footsteps. He looks aggressive in the eyes of men.

"You told me to pay how much. My place is paid off, this village is none of my business," the woman who turns out to be the owner of a shop at the end of the border, just on the outskirts of a place that is slightly open.