Another World Transfer in Game Character

"I'll have to do it... no longer, with my own hands!

That night, when she returned to her room, Serra was so determined with a serious look.

Although I saw Yumil's strength and came back half-hearted, it couldn't possibly be her escape or anything.

In this continent, the eyes of the Adventurers' Union are spread throughout the territory. That remains the same even in the West, where Tamon strengthens its forces.

If at least one of us doesn't get it, my client won't be convinced.

And beyond that is the figure of Serra herself, who will be on the side to be targeted from the side to the side to be targeted.

I don't think I can survive no matter what I think if I'm on the side to be targeted.

"The problem is the means, right? Falling doesn't kill you, poison doesn't kill you. How can we make them take the damage?

If there is only one salvation, it is that she does not have a proper view of Yumil's fall.

In other words, it is believed that some form of fall control had been taken.

"You can't be playing like that in the first place, but you're not taking precautions against falling. Then the damage could actually go through."

And the quality of the damage. I was thinking that if it wasn't the damage to the surface caused by the drop, but the damage to the point that breaks through a point, I might pierce that iron defense.

"Just in case, a weapon of a point concentration... is that a spear?

As a light-wearing, speed oriented girlfriend, spears aren't much of a weapon of choice. It's also big and stands out as an arm.

Her preference is a small weapon that can be hidden in her cuffs, a way of fighting that determines the enemy's steeple.

"I don't have one... Speaking of which, there was a store in this city too, right?

The city of Yumil, which has grown once and for all over the past decade, also lacks many items.

This is a situation where circulation is not keeping up with migrants. That's not why it's a poor city. A condition where the product is simply lacking.

Normally the value of money could crash, but it barely holds up because it still benefits the labyrinth.

"It's the only way. I don't like it, but I can't afford to pick it anymore, so why don't we source it?"

In other words, she turned her foot to an established greeter in the city.

The store was very blurry, but sturdy.

Columns and the like use objects that directly punch Marutai into the earth, and they look sturdier than other buildings.

"Sorry."

When I opened the door to make noise with Giggy, it came to my attention that there was a mess of various items in the dim store.

Fur cushions, floating rings, swimsuits, some of them souvenir wooden knives.

With all this number of pieces, what doesn't look like a pile of dust is a slime job sitting on a store counter?

The greatest characteristic of this city of Yumil is the presence of a slime that is both familiar and highly intelligent.

It should be inherently unintelligent and capable only of preying on prey.

But the slime of living in this city doesn't strike people, it can communicate with them, even let them show their tea glare.

The slime in front of me was also pulling the string at hand and sending a signal somewhere as soon as Serra entered the store.

"Yes, there you are. Oh, it's Mr. Sella!

Coming out of the back of the store was a girl called Aliusha, who was always with Yumil.

No, I don't know if I can call you a girl. Because it seems to be 'attached' to her groin.

"Uh... oh, yeah. I'm here today to look at the spear, do you have it?

"Spears? Uh, labyrinth here, daggers aren't the only tough ones."

Seeing Serra, who always had only a dagger on her hips, Aliusha answered with ease.

I couldn't hide my confusion for a moment about my sudden encounter with the person by the target, but I'll reconsider that it's fine to have Aliusha here otherwise, and try to order the object of interest.

Hearing that, Aliusha began to fish gosogoso around where the wooden knife was.

"Um, that wooden knife..."

"This? Because there are many enemies here that are hard to work with blades. It's convenient to take care of that, isn't it?

"Even though it's a toy wooden knife?

For Serra, the wooden knife had only the recognition of the degree of toys dedicated to simulation.

Besides, the wooden knife here is thin and doesn't look like it can be used as a blunt instrument in the end.

But Aliusha laughs lightly at Serra's opinion like that. An innocent smile with no yield, as good as the pseudo sound of Nippa is likely to be heard.

Serra, who is about to lay hands on her guardian, can't help but feel guilty about that smile.

"Haha, this looks like a toy, but it's a fine weapon in this city. Whatever it is, it's a sharpened branch of the world tree, and no."

"What, unexpected valuables!?

The world tree stands by this city, a giant tree.

It was also another specialty of the city, separate from what was brought out of the labyrinth.

The fruits and seeds of the world tree that can be harvested from this tree become a valuable restorative material.

But its tree body was so hard that it couldn't even break a single branch... it should.

"And yet, why does that wooden knife exist so much?

"Well, if you applied common sense to what Sister Yumil does, you'd freak out, wouldn't you?

"No, that's the problem..."

Get rid of words and casually flush your gaze into other products.

There are piles of soft-looking cushions of fur and mysterious medicines stuffed in unwrought bottles.

"Hit me, and that array over there?

"That's a cushion made of shadow wolf fur and chargebird feathers. That's a healing agent made from the fruit of a world tree."

"Not one property!?

Both Shadowwolf and Chargebird are highly dangerous monsters. Items made of it are also traded at a corresponding high price.

It is a luxury product that is traded at a price a house can buy, such as a restorative made from the fruit of a world tree.

That's what piles up like a mountain, so I can't believe it. In one of these mountains, I multiply Serra's income from her life.

"There was. This, the Bamboo Spear of the World Tree"

"Wait, wait a lot. Something's too scratchy to catch up with."

"Oh, no. It was the spear of the world tree."

Serra holding her head unintentionally without being able to contain her headache. I couldn't believe that such valuables were piled up in a mess.

Besides, that price was thrown and sold at a price that was very much the same as those iron spears there.

When she heard this, it was now time for Serra to enter the scene.

The next day Yumil was still diving in the labyrinth.

Behind that, Serra follows. Of course she thought the existence was unnoticed by Yumil......

"You're still following me today."

"Mr. Serra, do you actually fall in love with Sister Yumil at first sight or something?

"I have to politely decline that. I already have someone."

"Is that about me? About me?

Don't make me say it.

Yumil, who goes in front of Aliusha, is shy of scratching her back of the head and deceiving. Seeing him like this, he really just looks like their daughter there.

When I wonder if this girl will let the flaming bullet fall like rain, it is Serra who darkens in front of me and wants to let go of her sanity.

But only on this day, you can't be trapped by that temptation.

He then finished several fights on the second level and Yumil entered one small room for rest.

Monsters existed there as well, but instantly sweep this away.

And as Aliusha was getting ready to rest in the room, Yumil looked back towards the entrance.

"Do the people there rest with you?

"Huh!?

"My sensibility is high. I knew you were following me."

Not even the wind to brag about, Yumil says, as if it were natural.

But Serra and I are not making assassinations work for Dada. As for secrecy, I was more confident than usual.

Keep it light, it is this grammar.

Instead of this, I was feeling hurt by pride.

"You're gonna tell me. So you already understand why I'm following you?

"Yeah. I'm sorry, but I can't answer Mr. Serra's expectations"

"Still, I have to take you down!

"What, take it down?

"Huh?"

Yumil, who completely mistakenly thought Serra was his stalker, leaned his neck heavily on this statement.

And Serra, who mistakenly thought her intentions were being read by Yumil, also leans her neck.

For a while silence dominated the scene.

"And anyway! I was asked to assassinate you. So be prepared!

"I've never seen an assassin coming directly from the front"

"I can't help it, you poison me and I won't die!

"Poison?"

"Don't tilt your neck, because it makes you sad!

I don't bother explaining to you how I was flat even though I served poison to kill elephants.

Serra put a world-tree spear on her hipster and opposed Yumil.

Neither is Yumir so manipulative that I don't think he's intent on killing you so far. Trying to reach for the sword on your back...... stop it.

"Are you insulting me? Take your weapons."

"No, Mr. Sella, you don't look like some kind of bad guy?

"You can't be a good assassin. It's a play."

Serra sends out warnings in a flat voice with no emotions.

But neither did Yumil show a frightening gesture at this.

"Something like when I was dealing with Tamon. Like I was forced to crush my emotions?

"Shut up!"

Serra pokes the spear of the world tree at Yumil, who still shows no war, without question.

But neither did Yumil try to avoid this at all.

Gatsun and his response returns as if he had slapped the steel, and Serra is baffled.

"I'm sorry. It's defense-focused gear today, so the damage won't go through."

"Hey, no way to anticipate this happening and fake it -?"

"No, that's just too much to buy"

It takes a moment to suspect that the world tree spear I bought from Alusha the other day might be a fake to fool Serra.

But Yumil overtook the concern.

Grab the spear you rushed to pull, grab it lightly, and take it away.

To its strength, Serra couldn't even resist and let go of the spear.

"This is real. You see."

When Yumil said so with ease, he threw the spear against the wall.

The spear of the world tree pierced the stone wall as if it were sinking into water and ran cracks around it.

Besides, it's buried to about half the spear, a depth that Serra's not going to get out of.

"Today's gear is the guy whose shield and set effects increase his defense, and this gear is the guy who cuts an unattributed attack by a quarter, so you can't take damage with a slight or soft-attack. And the armor was ingenious."

"Oh, that's crazy, it's a world tree spear!?

"That's the one I took, too?

"No, it's not really a bucket..."

"You're stuck!

Again, this opponent is a bummer. Until now, the opponent knew it was dangerous just to get close, there was a clear fear.

But there's no sign of it at all. And I actually fight, and for the first time, I notice a difference in digits.

Seeing a battle scene pouring flaming bullets didn't lead to fear.

That's the scariest thing for Serra.

Grabbing Serra's arm as she twitches and retreats, Yumil relentlessly clasps.

"Whoa, 'cause I'm not letting you get away with it. I need you to tell me exactly who asked you to come after me."

"Get off me!

"Yeah, talk to me?

"Not so!

Screaming like the right girl, Sella gets bored.

The grabbed arm is now in so much pain that it seems to cut a thousand times. Grabbed with so much grip.

So much so that I feel like I hear a bone-turning noise called Mississippi.

"Come on, let's get some answers. Whose request? Otherwise, this arm could be crushed, right?

"Talk, talk, let go!

"Talk first."

Behind the expression of an easygoing girl, a swordswallowing light dwelt for the first time.

This girl named Yumil, when she does it, she does it. That's thorough, too.

From one missed Tamon in the offshore naval battle off Talhan, I was wondering if I would make a sweet decision, but that should have been changed, too.

She's more scared than a union scoundrel. Now I know that.

And Serra washed away her client and confessed.