Atelier Tanaka

Mount Pepe, the destination, has been imminent until now.

Ready.

"Okay, yuck!

The bridge has the appearance of all the crew.

It's a full member who welcomed three of Sophia, Zophy and Allen who were waiting on board. Ahead of everyone's consciousness comes Mount Pepe, close enough to finally see the colour of the rock skin on the front of the bridge.

By the way, I'm dressed from a blonde lolita robe, in a simple shirt and trousers.

Half-naked was dissolved.

The robe was returned to the blonde lolita.

It's back to its owner. Speaking of what happened to it, now it's wrapping her body again. I was rather surprised at the way she looked through her sleeves when she came into contact with my Tintin without looking like she cared.

I checked to see why, and everything seems to be a brace-resistant substitute. You can't challenge a dragon without wearing this! I've been told. Boiling guilt irritates my heart and makes me scratch. At the same time, the feeling of disloyalty is frightening.

Well, aside from my sexuality, it's time for a torso landing.

"Noooo!

Floating in the middle of the bridge, a demonic nobleman raises his voice with his wand in one hand.

At the same time, the ship raises its jaw a little.

When the steel-covered belly touches the ground, it slips like a galloping, stroking surface. Naturally, impact is a big deal. Everyone clinging to the chair set on the bridge and keeping their posture in desperate shape.

The only thing not affected by this is the demonic aristocracy that floats the soles of your feet in the universe.

I mean, seriously, it's convenient. Flying magic.

"Nooooooooooooo!

Sounds like a demonic nobleman who will raise his voice and become a desperate figure.

Apparently, it's in the right place.

Zugagagagagagaga and a sound of good economy also echo the bridge.

Seriously, give me a break.

"And you're gonna die, you're gonna die! Oh, my God! I couldn't do that. Oh, my God, it's just a fixer's daughter offering to get rid of dragons! I can't do this. Shit, I'm definitely gonna die!

The most mentally weak child begins to scream as soon as he reaches the limits of his patience.

Thanks to this, the other faces seem to be stepping at the critical.

I can't believe I'm regaining my cool when I see something different about someone else. I'm sure the others are the same because I'm feeling exactly what I'm feeling right now. What a confident look at each tension-resistant look.

Nice diner sign daughter.

That's a surprisingly good party. We are.

It's a lot of attachment.

"Yikes..."

However, such mindset and physical performance are as if they were something else.

Blonde lolitas flirt with violent vibrations.

On the tip of his grasp, his fingers came off and his body rose to the universe.

"Oh, Estelle!

I panic about this, and I speak up, Allen. But I will stick to the side wall again myself, so it's a must. I just reached out and unfortunately I can't reach it. In the meantime, her body was flickered by swings, slipping across the bridge, and a crisis of violent clashes on the pillars.

"Ahhhhhhh!

A high scream.

This is disgusting.

Just do something, Allen. You look good, Allen.

I had trouble because I just wished he couldn't move either. Where I skipped badly, it's the och that more injuries get flirted with by the wobble to two. You understand that. Refrain from the importance of hunting dragons right after, so that the handsome can't move satisfactorily again.

I will do as much as I can if I recover, but what hurts hurts hurts. Even I can understand. Especially the bruising pain, a few moments after that beating, that looms like dyeing a ginger. If you hit it badly, you can hit the head hard and then die instantly.

If so, I'll show you my guts.

Skills window Kamon.

Passive:

Magic Recovery: LvMax

Magic Efficiency: LvMax

Language knowledge: LV1

Active:

Recovery Magic: LvMax

Flame Magic: LV3

Purifying Magic: LV5

Skill Points Remaining: 55

All right, I'm on a level with the overthrow of High Oak and Wyburn.

It has a good skill point.

There is a great amount in it.

Take this...,

"Let's go!

Here's the thing!

Passive:

Magic Recovery: LvMax

Magic Efficiency: LvMax

Language knowledge: LV1

Active:

Recovery Magic: LvMax

Flame Magic: LV3

Purifying Magic: LV5

Flight Magic: LV55

Skill Points Remaining: 0

Shit, I got so much momentum, I stuck it all in.

That feeling when I tried to skip the game conversation scene and hit too many keys in a row. I don't have time to check the content of the important options. It's GO at the top. I mean, even level 55 doesn't reach MAX. How many caps are there? I seriously doubt it.

Sort of. I'm more of a blonde lolita now than that.

Our party philosophy is safety first.

I'll never give you a casualty.

I love happy endings.

"Grab it!

Flying Middle-aged Oyaji II, see!

Move the universe into flight magic and hold the blonde lolita.

"Huh..."

As soon as it was taken into my chest, my blonde Lolita's eyes opened.

That would surprise anyone if they were held by a slender middle-aged soy sauce face.

I'm surprised, too.

"I know what you're trying to say, but please calm down now"

"Hey, hey... chest, shit..."

Nevertheless, this magic of flight is quite challenging. When distracted, it is likely to go in a straight line against the wall, towards the wall, at a relative speed with the airship. Then what happens to the rotation of the planet, don't you think? Is the area more unconscious than it was born on earth?

Either way, it's very difficult to stay in one place.

This is it at level 55, so what is the condition of the demonic aristocracy flying in the midst of the flying airborne without a single millimeter of brake? Enough to remember the doubt. Or maybe it has nothing to do with the level of stability. He's used to it.

"... so, um, um..."

"I'm so sorry. It's been a while."

"Huh..."

"I know it's offensive, but I'm sorry"

You're just apologizing to me.

The boulder is Japanese.

I'm a little proud of you.

By the way, the reason Lori's chest is making noise is because my arms are compressing her opium in one piece. I held him up in the steeple, so I didn't even notice. Glad. Glad. I'm most happy for you, Lucky Sube. It's the first heterosexual breast I've ever touched in my life. I'm sorry.

But it's too flat, and I haven't gotten a lot of feel for it.

"Beh, I can't believe I'm still uncomfortable..."

If you squeal bossy, blonde lolita turning her back on Puy.

I don't like it that much.

Nothing. The second-hand woman won't break my heart.

I can afford it.

Ha!

In the meantime, if we can make it back safely, let's go sex.

Let's get them out of the mountains.

Buy another big dog for your pet.

Golden retriever.

Yeah, that's good.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

On the other hand, Osama's voice goes even louder.

A wild voice hit the eardrum directly. Can't we do something about it?

As a result, the speed at which the view moves loses momentum at the end of the bridge window. Apparently, it's slowing steadily. I don't know what happened and how the noise of the demonic aristocrats could lead to the deceleration of the airship. But it works great. That's good, Demon Noble. Come on, Demon Noble.

Then for a while, the flying ship stopped altogether after just slipping for two or three minutes.

"Ha... ha... ha..."

The boulder demon nobleman also seems to have enjoyed, his breath roughly raising and lowering his shoulders.

Sometimes we just call ourselves magic petitioners because we land momentum airships on our torso while we float ourselves to a fixed point in the universe. Unlike me, who just flies fireballs, he's a talented man of sorts, this Osama.

"You've landed safely, apparently."

Instead, he asked, wiping the sweat on his forehead with one hand and answering.

"Well, if it hangs in the hands of a magical nobleman, then it's natural."

Around my voice trembling a little, you were critical for it, Koz.

Tell him that beforehand.

But thanks. I appreciate that, Magic Noble. That's cool.

"But you'd better get off the boat early"

"Why?

"I've made a remarkable move for a long time. It is likely that demons living in the neighborhood will gather to hear the disturbances. About salamander would be enough, but in case the Red Dragon comes to count, he'll burn his hands with me and you on the boulder."

I see. Especially you.

"Copy that. Now pack your bags and get out of the ship."

◇ ◆ ◇

It is difficult to say that we are never safe, but at last we have arrived at our destination.

It is the middle belly of Mount Pepe.

And whether you're lucky or not, get off the ship and meet me there early.

"Les, Red Dragon......"

The avant-garde, so Allen stepped down to the ground, cutting ahead.

Leaked out of that mouth is what we seek for our purposes.

What goes on The other faces also take another step outdoors to stiffness.

Beside me again, I shrug to see it.

"To a boulder, two are unexpected."

Two giant dragons visited under us entering the site. Looks like a western dragon standout. Look it up on the Red Dragon and you'll find it early.

The problem is size. There are as many of them as there have ever been. He was the owner of a giant man unlike Wyburn, who had dealt with it until earlier. Big guy.

"Damn, two on the boulder. The opponent is in people's hands...... what do we do?

I don't know what's going on, even the demonic nobles are wolfish.

It's such a tough situation.

I was just asked what to do or something, wow, seriously, what to do.

In the meantime, let's check your status. Let's do that.

Name: John

Gender: Male

Race: Red Dragon

Level: 267

Job: Neat

HP: 311800/312610

MP: 81700/81705

STR: 27900

VIT: 15962

DEX: 9952

AGI: 21522

INT: 32500

LUC: 10363

Name: Bob

Gender: Male

Race: Red Dragon

Level: 273

Job: Neat

HP: 331800/332610

MP: 71700/91705

STR: 29002

VIT: 16962

DEX: 94052

AGI: 21010

INT: 30020

LUC: 12363

This is bad.

One digit is different from Wyburn.

Name: Tanaka

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Level: 65

Job: Alchemist

HP: 54909/54609

MP: 149500000/149500000

STR: 3375

VIT: 7560

DEX: 9852

AGI: 4442

INT: 10922000

LUC: 329

In contrast, this is the same point of luxury.

What an unbalanced status.

All kinds of non-INT stats that are level up in high oak fights and in the first round of airships, but still not overwhelmingly enough. Their maximum instant bonus is over the game when it exceeds this HP. What a thrilling level design.

I miss when HP was a single digit.

What about everyone but yourself?

Name: Annerose Lapeman

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Level: 50

Job: Saint Knight

HP: 10850/10850

MP: 1175/1850

STR: 3003

VIT: 1358

DEX: 1521

AGI: 2830

INT: 1242

LUC: 891

Mercedes, you have a different name in the self-declaration and status windows, don't you? Who is it, Annerose Lapeman? With that being said, I feel like it was this name even when I checked in the store before. Mercedes sounds like a fake name.

Well, no, it must have been for some reason.

Even at first sight, you said you got stuck in a locker with wet clothes.

I can't afford to care now, and that's not what I care about.

Name: Gremolia Farren

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Level: 80

Job: Mage

HP: 31850/31850

MP: 20850/20850

STR: 1300

VIT: 4958

DEX: 19821

AGI: 1030

INT: 41942

LUC: 3291

Demonic aristocracy can be used. You can use it, man. Great fighting power.

About 30% more INT than dragons. You can expect high damage.

Name: Allen Anderson

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Level: 30

Job: Knight

HP: 6600/6600

MP: 120/120

STR: 750

VIT: 1002

DEX: 752

AGI: 942

INT: 190

LUC: 839

Name: Elizabeth FitzClarence

Gender: Female

Race: Sacubus Half

Level: 38

Job: Mage

HP: 4230/4230

MP: 8100/8100

STR: 300

VIT: 562

DEX: 652

AGI: 942

INT: 5190

LUC: 330

Name: Cyan Bitch

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Level: 35

Job: Mage

HP: 6705/6705

MP: 6500/7300

STR: 800

VIT: 662

DEX: 752

AGI: 620

INT: 4190

LUC: 280

Not only Zophy, but the blonde Lolita was also a pseudonym. Well, I'm talking to your great aristocratic daughter, so I'm convinced when it comes to convincing. It's easier to accept the extra things than Mercedes.

I mean, Estelle, I'm about half human quitting, what do I do? No, seriously, I don't know if she's human now, but not if she cares. It's not good to be discriminated against in the first place. Oh, it's not good.

Rather, there is one more problem.

Team orgy is weaker than I imagined.

We have to do something about this. Byquilt, heist, lakkaja, that's what it feels like. I'm sure there is, that hand skill. Otherwise, Mr. Avant-garde won't know how to outdo Dragon Warfare.

Passive:

Magic Recovery: LvMax

Magic Efficiency: LvMax

Language knowledge: LV1

Active:

Recovery Magic: LvMax

Flame Magic: LV3

Purifying Magic: LV5

Flight Magic: LV55

Skill Points Remaining: 0

I thought so, but shit, I have zero skill points. The results of the infusion into the magic of flight in good shape appear to be apparent. It's hard to add or subtract.

Well, I can't regret what's gone by. Defeat one Dragon in a Fast Track to level up. That's the only way for Team Orgy to survive.

Growth is always given in the field. It's called OJT.

Oh, and then what does Sophia look like?

Name: Sophia Bacon

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Level: 12

Job: Salesman

HP: 209/2009

MP: 82/82

STR: 30

VIT: 70

DEX: 130

AGI: 92

INT: 90

LUC: 98030

She has a lot of LUC.

Awesome, bacon.

Wouldn't it kill you to leave this alone?

Fine, let's go like that.

"While I hold the two, please focus on one on the right with everyone else. As in previous meetings, I will take care of the recovery here."

If we could focus the demonic nobility on fire, it would be possible to slap one inside. There are other members, and they need Osama's support. In the meantime, this one draws two consciousnesses away from them.

If you defeat even one, you will level yourself and them.

And if you get skill points, you're a docker.

Speaking of other ideas, as always, it is possible to fire all the fireballs at first hand. But if you can't defeat it, counterattack is imperative. This has also been experienced in the Wyburn battle. Naturally, if the opponent becomes a lass boss, the damage will be immense.

Because the motto of my party is safety first, this time, it's sealed until we defeat at at least one. The owner is important, but the party that we're having together right now must be just as important.

You've come this far to listen to Osama like me.

Ooh, ooh.

Looks like he's even attacking some game boss fights and he's getting tense.

By the way, the reason why everyone's HP and MP are all recovering is because of their pre-Lasvos support. It depends on the red ones, the blue ones, drinking potions on the bridge beforehand. I wonder how much I'll get for one bottle. I'm afraid to ask for the price.

"Are you going to fight?

"Is that difficult?

All this time, Osama the boulder seems freaked out too.

Should I run after all?

But I don't even think we can all escape with five bodies satisfied.

"As far as I'm concerned, defeating them would be less damaging than running away."

Look them straight in the eye and suggest.

It's a little embarrassing because they're going to look back at this one again.

'Cause you're making me nervous. Osama, he's middle-aged, but he's handsome.

…………

…………

The demonic nobleman showed a bare gesture that haunted him for only a few moments.

But in the end, he nodded at this suggestion.

"... ok"

"Are you all right?

"Are you okay? Naturally. Ugh! There are no impossible letters in this magical nobleman."

"Thank you"

It seems pretty confusing, but will it be okay?

No, no, I can't help but care now.

If this were the case, I would have drunk a glass of alcohol.

"Well, let's go. Ugh!

I'm cool with flying into the sky using the magic I got this way. Kick the ground and rise to the universe with momentum. The surrounding sights instantly flow backwards.

Stay inside Dragonni's body. In the middle of the night, after lying on the bed and turning off the lights, they turn their consciousness around like a mosquito flying around their ears with a boom.

If I take one shot, it feels like the game is over, but I can't stand it.

◇ ◆ ◇

Battle starts from Encount.

I'm glad I got more to do besides first-hand kills thanks to flying magic. However, paper armor is as difficult as ever. At least I want to endure a blow.

"Huh..."

Approach this one from two early.

One has been waving a giant tail across the horizontal giraffe. Increase altitude and exchange this. The passing tail passes underfoot, boom, making enough noise to tremble the ground.

I didn't put my hair down for a while, and the other knocked my wings from top to bottom. This again panicked, leaving it to the benefit of flying magic and avoiding beatings on paper. The wind curled my hair.

Thereafter, similar exchanges will continue without many degrees.

Supposed to be the enemy of the two Red Dragons.

"Huh..."

I totally suck at 10%.

We can best understand that it won't last long.

This flying magic, though painfully avoided, is quite intoxicating. It's like boarding a jet coaster. I'm glad it works the way I want, on the other hand, something like this, I want to do everything I can to gell it out, but what do I do?

I feel like I understand from the bottom of my heart the feelings of a blonde lolita who was glocky for seasickness. Disgusting. Disgusting. I'm sorry I couldn't do it in the city of Lynph, Estelle. I'm not stingy to bow my head to you now. [M]

and so on and where I was afraid of the end of the future.

A demonic aristocrat fired one shot, letting it feel good,

"Eat the magic depths that people lead, Shining Wizard Do!

The magic formations that float beneath our feet are endlessly cool.

Shining wizard, cool.

I want to scream too.

Japanese people imagine prowl moves, but they look like beams in this world.

More than anything, the performance is crazy.

It was the brilliance of light that struck out.

A belt of extremely thick light is emitted from the center of the circular magic formation that appeared in his front. Glowing white in color, the normal direction of the floating geometry, a blow fired from its center, captured the Red Dragon's chest.

It was a direct hit.

Garth, ear screams echo around the area.

After receiving this, the rest of us will keep our distance and see how things are going.

Come on, what happened?

The status window is certain to confirm.

It is a search.

Name: John

Gender: Male

Race: Red Dragon

Level: 267

Job: Neat

HP: 3800/312610

MP: 81700/81705

STR: 27900

VIT: 15962

DEX: 9952

AGI: 21522

INT: 32500

LUC: 10363

Jon! He's not dead!

But you're still cutting 90% of it, demon nobleman. That's amazing, demon nobleman. It is also convincing and powerful that he has accepted the crusade of the Red Dragon.

The opponent is angry at this, his mind looks, and pushes toward Osama, who has unleashed a blow.

Together, it's my responsibility to work for the avant-garde to take this.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Screaming in a yake-fucking-mood, intruding between the impending dragon and the impending demonic nobility.

A drop kick to the subject's head. Attack with your crossed hands along your chest, feeling a little high. Is it because of the flying magic that swung the point too far? The economy said Zdon well.

Hit the giant head of a dragon that crosses its own length. With a blow all over his body, the giant flew big. He beat me more like a harsh kid eaten in a goop on my cheek. I roll my mountain skin over quite a distance.

That's amazing. Flying magic. We did it, level 55.

Name: John

Gender: Male

Race: Red Dragon

Level: 267

Job: Neat

HP: 3122/312610

MP: 81700/81705

STR: 27900

VIT: 15962

DEX: 9952

AGI: 21522

INT: 32500

LUC: 10363

But the damage done is insignificant.

I think I just let it blow up.

After all, all we seem to have is magic.

You can't beat a dragon with physics.

"Mr. Farren! One more shot of that, please!

"Goddamn, you're going to say impotent..."

Name: Gremolia Farren

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Level: 80

Job: Mage

HP: 31850/31850

MP: 0/20850

STR: 1300

VIT: 4958

DEX: 19821

AGI: 1030

INT: 41942

LUC: 3291

Oh, it's definitely lame.

Check it out, you've got zero MP for the Demonic Nobleman already.

One shot this way seemed to be a full-bodied blow that betrayed the whole body and spirit. Perhaps with all his magic power as a price, the enemy must be given supercrossbow damage, magic like that. I guess that's why you werewolf to the fact that the subject is two.

Around still not suing you for not being able to do the next bullet, the pride of a demonic nobleman is not Dada.

That's so cool.

If so, it's my turn to dress up next.

"I'll take care of it for the moment. Mr. Farren needs to restore his magic to the next level."

"Stay! I don't know how much you are, but while dealing with your body..."

"If my magic runs out, it's your turn next, right? Please refrain."

"Huh..."

When I incinerate him appropriately, as soon as I do, I get a good grin with Ni, the demonic nobleman.

Seriously beautiful. Strong middle-aged handsome.

Even the same middle age is dancing with me.

"I see, it's superior. This Farren, next time, he'll kill me for sure."

You admire a strong man from the same sex. Kakke.

Osama whines honestly and pulls in.

"Thank you"

I have witnessed earlier. Recover MP consumed in Wyburn with potable drinking water. If so, it is up to me to consider that it would be possible to return using the same item again this time.

Please, Potion. Come on, potion.

"Knight there, cover him till I get back."

On leaving, the demonic nobleman commands Mercedes.

His aesthetic eyes are real around designating a fecal knight, not Allen.

Because she is more level than he is and naturally, her status is also above him.

"Huh? Oh, ha, ha!

Nobility vs. common people, Mercedes is adorable to respond to even under these circumstances. Lovely demeanor. I love that kind of place. Girls who are vulnerable to status, money and power are great. I want to offend him in the back one day while slapping his butt meat with a bunch of bills.

I'll fly for her.

Long live flying magic.

Dragons are not enemies, if you are extreme.

Early on, making sure Mercedes snorted, the magical nobleman pulls in rearward and takes the glass bottle out of the bag lowered inside the robe. And would you be stunned by the fact that this is splendidly cracked and leaking the contents?

When was it damaged?

"Whoa! I'm going to the airship to find a spare magic potion! Until then, you should let them have a place at all costs! Be sure to come back!

Copy that, sir.

"And the service there, you help me!

"Yes, no, no!

Two people rushing to a saggy, crashed, half-destructed airship.

…………

Sounds a little nasty.

However, the enemy Red Dragon has less than 10% HP left. Or could this be handled by team orgies?

My thoughts made sense, my voice sounded more than at a point on earth.

"Hey, hey, can you not ignore this one!?

Speaking of whom, it's a blonde lolita. It is a plea for a great magic formation under his own feet, cheering and shouting aloud at his little body.

You look like a magic girl and you're loving it.

"Wow, even I, you know, do it, do it! Behold!"

Roaring to bark at me floating in the sky.

At the same time, magic fired from both sides of her face.

A thin, rainbowy muscle of light stretches multiple times to the dragon.

It's like a machine gun.

But the opponent takes this in the front and moves forward, no matter the magic hit on the red scale, the special attack with the spark scattered. I just have to swallow every bit of magic and move on towards her. Gpaa and her wide open mouth are extra sized to drink her round.

"Huh..."

Name: John

Gender: Male

Race: Red Dragon

Level: 267

Job: Neat

HP: 2022/312610

MP: 81700/81705

STR: 27900

VIT: 15962

DEX: 9952

AGI: 21522

INT: 32500

LUC: 10363

Unfortunately, the blonde lolita hasn't arrived for the price.

Each time a thin beam hits, the HP is reduced by about one to two digits per bottle. Neither can it sharpen the endurance of the subject by the time the two meet. Red Dragon goes for her even as she takes a magical shower all over her body.

Eventually, the seven-colored light stops just a few hundred shots.

Where you've welcomed your opponent to date, the magic of the blonde lolita quiets you down.

Name: Elizabeth FitzClarence

Gender: Female

Race: Sacubus Half

Level: 38

Job: Mage

HP: 4230/4230

MP: 0/8100

STR: 300

VIT: 562

DEX: 652

AGI: 942

INT: 5190

LUC: 330

I mean, he also used all the MPs.

Why can't I think of something a little later? Didn't Osama just declare that he didn't have the potion on hand? That said, I don't know if shooting when I can is a strong opponent.

If you enter the magic of this method 300 times, you can defeat the Great Red Dragon Sensei. I guess an offense of 300 Magic Legions against one is an easy formation in Ordinary vs. Dragon. I don't know what the world wizard population is, but it's kind of a value.

Think of it that way and you'll see the excellence of a magical nobleman.

"Wow!?

One of the remaining tails drifted from right to left to rub this torso.

The restraints are getting harder gradually as well.

Tails, wings, occasional braces, they're usually attacked. I don't care at all because if I hit even one shot, I would die instantly. On top of that, the shepherd dogs are moving around to make sure their consciousness doesn't turn to anything other than themselves, so it's annoying.

I think I'm frustrated.

I mean, it leaked now.

I leaked your pee, you bastard.

"Kiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

As with the Wyburn battle, the blonde lolita screamed.

The dragon is on the verge of eating a blonde lolita.

"Knock..."

We have to do something about it. Oh, my God. Oh, shit. Shit.

Just like earlier, skip under John to do another drop kick. However, I can't reach it because one of the remaining ones is trying my best to do it. The destination is guarded with gutter. He even wields his tail and wings.

I really want to play fireball.

But you can't fly it to your side right now. My vision is glued around because I'm pretty busy flying through the sky after the turmoil. Normally I get drunk. Shooting arrows and shooting brilliant hits while riding a jet coaster or whatever. No one would be able to do that. I'm not sure I control homing either.

But I need to do something about John's guy. Estelle's the pinch.

"Mr. Estelle! Please get away from the scene!

"Huh..."

About when I finally started wanting to throw everything out and fire balls in a row.

Now Zophy barked.

"I'll do it too. Shh!

It's not a very frustrating matter. Proclamation in tone.

I wave my wand at Estelle for a dragon that's just approaching me now. A familiar magic formation floats beneath my feet. The magic released from the tip of the cane placed on the front is a seven-colored beam similar to that launched by the blonde lolita in this way.

Is this magic fashionable?

However, there is some more momentum than the blonde lolita one. Perhaps Zophy is more expensive when it comes to skill level stuff. Simply comparing the values of INT is higher for Estelle, so I'm pretty sure.

Garth, the dragon barked again, taking the bulk of what was struck out into its body.

As you see in Godzilla movies.

Chirali, the subject's consciousness shifts to Zophy.

"Estelle!

If Mr. Allen pops up at this time, we'll retrieve the blonde lolita. Cuddle up with the princess and rub. Take a distance from the dragon. Great collaboration. They are three people who have not polished their teamwork with orgy every day to Dada.

Ugh, come on! Wow, I'm coming with you! Oh, me too!

I'm sure it is. How envious.

"Damn... not yet..."

Name: Cyan Bitch

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Level: 35

Job: Mage

HP: 6705/6705

MP: 0/7300

STR: 800

VIT: 662

DEX: 752

AGI: 620

INT: 4190

LUC: 280

And Zophy's got zero MP, too.

Speaking of what happened to John as a result.

Name: John

Gender: Male

Race: Red Dragon

Level: 267

Job: Neat

HP: 722/312610

MP: 81700/81705

STR: 27900

VIT: 15962

DEX: 9952

AGI: 21522

INT: 32500

LUC: 10363

Oh, something seems a little handsome.

Though the magical talent is higher for blonde lolitas, Zophy seems to be better up there with the technology to operate this. As far as status goes, Zophy is probably stronger now, although there's a lot of potential for reversal in the future.

This is a delightful miscalculation.

John the boulder will also feel that he is not feeling well, grunting his throat, sitting low to intimidate his surroundings. Something like this, like a wildcat. Vikri, I feel wild signs of a forward bending posture when I'm surprised at people's signs.

The color of vigilance seems to come true.

I just don't have a guy who should shoot the last hand.

Somebody scrape seven hundred and twenty-two where you left off.

I hoped so, and he answered this.

Here comes the Horsewoman Gatilez knight without putting her hair down.

"Ahhhhhh!

He jumped to the front with his sword, along with a hanging voice that was likely to remain as black history. No, you can't do it on a boulder, where you thought, but her cut took the dragon's eyeball beautifully.

After a great leap, Zuburi, a deep sword pierces him.

John screamed out of his mouth at how he was.

Did you do that?

Name: John

Gender: Male

Race: Red Dragon

Level: 267

Job: Neat

HP: 0/312610

MP: 81700/81705

STR: 27900

VIT: 15962

DEX: 9952

AGI: 21522

INT: 32500

LUC: 10363

Oh, we did it.

In response to a loud scream, Dosun, the giant man fell on his rock skin.

"One first, then."

Mercedes pulls out her stabbed sword and squeals without telling anyone.

When I was in Wyburn earlier, I thought, "This kid's half talented at taking delicious places." Something like this, he's giving me a dragon slayer look with all his might. If you try the others with no status, she's the hero.

"Of, I'll get rid of the rest!

Blonde Lolita barks at the one left.

Looks great in MP zero minutes.

It's just that her rigid behavior played a role this time.

What an escape the one left who confirmed that his people had been hit.

When I thought I had exhaled heavily in the flames, I turned my back on this one and flew away with Bassa Bassa and tremendous momentum. Aiming for the side of the summit, he escapes like a rabbit. Speaking of that speed, while the airship we've been on.

"Oh, my God, I didn't know the dragon was going to run away..."

Seems like a rare event, and Mercedes squeaks at how flashy she is.

Notice of the end of the battle.

Apparently our victory.

How could it not have been a good party fight?

As a leader, I feel a little proud.

"... you did it"

Short whining, fuwali, me descending from the sky to the ground, beside faces.

What I feel behind my feet is the feeling of a zooming earth that I feel terribly missed.