Did You Know That a Playboy Can Change His Job to a Sage?

59 Player Party, rematch with 'King Herring'. ①

Heavenly Strike Tower Babel - 97th Floor.

This floor is grassy. At first glance, there is no hierarchy of any kind, but pompous and 'metastatic crystals' peek into the face from within the soil.

Coming down from the 98th floor, we had decided to take a day's rest here, along with 'King Herring'.

While searching for a place to put up a junction cottage - a place where no metastatic crystals have grown from the ground - I ask "King Hikaru" what I care about.

"You guys, how did the Bright Dragon on the 90th floor attack you?

Mikael turned around,

"It's Shiva's original magic. She studied that light."

Shiva, who received her gaze, took over the words.

"The light" That "was similar to the magic used by monks - the miracle of God. If so, it is also possible to" gouge "it."

"I see."

Mikael asks me if I'm convinced.

"What about you guys like that?

"Tina and Nyan, listen to Dragon Killer. I followed the weapon's voice."

"Hmm...?

Mikael nodded intriguingly at my words. And here's what I suggest.

"Why don't we do the rest of the mock fight in between, Dylan"

"Continuation of mock warfare? Six months ago?

"Yes."

Huh, I laugh.

"You want me to see how strong we've gotten?

"I'm not that proud of you. I'd rather borrow your breasts."

"Give me your breasts."

Unexpectedly look at Tina and Nyannyan's breasts. Breasts bigger than my head are shaking when I sift. I look back at Mikael,

"That's not what you mean, is it?

"What is it?

Hey, Mikael looking good. He doesn't really understand.

"No, it's nothing. - Tina, Nyang Nyang." King Hikaru "says: What do you say?

Tina held her fist all the way in front of her chest,

"Of course, I'd love to!

Nyan Nyan also put his arms under his chest,

"Nha. We're gonna get revenge!

Looking back at Mikael.

"Yes, it is."

"Thank you, both of you"

Then he turned his smile to both of us. Commonly known as' unconscious/feminine laughter '. It's commonly known as me, Gotz, and Amy.

But they don't seem to care, they're flat out.

"No. Uh."

"Nice to meet you."

Protest Mikael.

"Don't you have any thanks for me?"

He scratched his blonde hair.

"Not for you. Not for later."

I smiled. "Unconscious/Feminine Laughter". Something's wrong.

I get the yellow cheer of Tina and Nyannyan behind me.

"Coupling handsome players with unconscious good-looking people!

"Uh-huh, it just happens to be nya!!"

You guys react like that......

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On the meadow, two tents line up. They look like tents. They're junction cottages.

Mikael and Nyannyan confront each other a little further from there. The other members - me and Tina, and Gotz, Amy and Shiva - are watching the two of them faraway.

Simulated battle with King Huburn.

Rematch.

First of all, Nyan and Mikael.

Whether you get hurt or die at worst, you can be revived with my spell or with the leaves of the Holy Tree.

No need to shy away from each other. I always use weapons. Seriously. It is just a serious battle.

Mikael is a former sheaf and now a warrior. With two long swords, he is a two-swordsman. Surely one of them must have been a dragon killer.

Nyannyan's score is also a double sword, literally, there are two swords. but both are daggers, each roughly 70 cm short compared to Mikael's long sword. In addition, the size of the body varies considerably, so the reach varies considerably.

Warrior Mikael has combat skills - 'Tactics'. From aggressive moves such as breaking the earth with a single blow or storming like an arrow, there are also defensive moves that attack enemies or instantly increase their protective power. Exactly a combat professional.

The opposing Nyannyan can use a 'hunter's move' that he remembers when the sheaf reaches level 40 or higher. Auxiliary things like wires, jump stands and blindfolds, but combined with her sword dance, it would be quite aggressive. Yes, a sword dance. In battle, the true value of Nyannyan lies in the dance sword technique using the Dancing Twins of the Dance Double Sword.

levels, both Mikael and Nyannyan, 98.

Honestly, it's like I don't know which one will win.

"Good luck, Nyan!

Tina supporting you well.

"Mikael, you can't lose your hand...!

Amy, by contrast, spoke nervously as to whether she could see the strength of Nyang Nyang.

"- So, are you both ready?

"Anytime." "Nice!

Speaking up, I raise the fireworks with tricks.

Shiruru, and the fireworks go up, and eventually I can play them. The battle between the two begins. We sat back and watched the game.

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I, Mikael, pulled out the two long swords I put on my hips, relative to Nyan Nyan.

She is a first-rate swordsman, using dance swordsmanship, who is a Dylan party sheaf and has run up to the 98th floor in just six months. Hands like before, I don't need them anymore.

Dylan's raised fireworks blossomed, marking the beginning of the battle.

Our rematch began quietly, but dramatically.

A token to each other, she pulls out her double sword. In the meantime, the adorable girl could disappear and there was just one beast in front of her. The change was quiet and dramatic indeed.

What beasts wrap around is the spiritual shell of the vocation "Job," and on the outside of it lies another "something".

When that identity is' Dragon Killer ', I intuit that I have pulled out the Dragon Killer's Long Sword as well. She consisted precisely of the Dragon Killer itself. There are no gaps at all. I can't punch in.

Nyannyan lowered his body like a cat. The right sword is handy, and the left sword is held backwards, but it won't mean that the array is the basic shape.

The right sword is loose, and the circle moves like a clock needle. Her upper body stretches in the form that follows it, and the left sword follows it. She let him draw a large circle with two swords as she toed ahead.

Dance.

The right leg I put forward draws an arc and is pulled back. Vertical followed by lateral movement.

Even as I turn my back on this one, my gaze captures me perfectly. I couldn't move. Wherever she punches in, she bears my sword like water and is slashed with a knife to return. That's the only image I got.

Her right leg kicked the ground.

Tong, and lightly stepped sideways, disappear from my sight in an instant. Right. He moved from midnight to 5 o'clock around me in a breathless motion with no buildup, no force, no fine dust.

Immediately reassemble both legs, and I will reassemble my long sword to her. Don't panic, tell yourself. It shouldn't be easy to punch in there either so this one can't punch in. The lack of decision making is the same thing with the opponent.

This one has two long swords. There are two daggers over there. Even with the same two swords, this is the one in your favor.

But such a slight advantage made no sense at all. She has far more time in between than I can punch in with one foot. Why. Long swords aside, farther than spears, farther than a magician's intercession. Why do we need that distance? That's because she assumes a distant opponent, more than a sword or a spear.

- Right.

I finally realize I'm here. I'm not the one she's up against. Behind me, it's her image. Far more gigantic than me, far more ambiguous than me, far more powerful than me. She sees it. To counter it, I'm dancing.

Dragon.

Nyannyan's dance swordsmanship is not interpersonal.

The sword against the dragon...

Her left leg kicked the ground.

A powerful blow that is excessive to slay people.

An overly graceful knife to slaughter people.

A touch of iron slips into my right belly. The long sword I had in my hand grated away, even Adamantite's torso armor slit like water, and a flash of her dancing right sword slashed my body upside down.

The world stops time like it's frozen. I can't even move one finger through my flesh, but her dragon killer slips up. Her voice reached my ear late in the moment when I couldn't even hear her breathing.

"- [Dragon Kill] Seven Star Sword Dance" Blade Dance "

I might not have actually put it in my mouth. Her eyes I saw up close were definitely outside. So, she was still looking at the dragon that would be behind me, not me. The fat muscle was a special stunt to cleave a stiff dragon rin and ensure that the only weak ”heart” the dragon had was smashed.

But.

I was wrong to get here.

Her double sword, a decorative cloth attached to its patterned head, dances and dances. Seeing it, I notice a mistake as the Dancing Swordsman amputates my flesh.

Two big ones.

The first, she was dancing, not to let me punch her in. That was a reinforced Buff.

The more she danced, the stronger she became, two verses over one verse, three verses over two verses, and the further the dance proceeded, the stronger she herself was. After looking at the patterned head decorative cloth at this distance, I finally realized the multiplicity and multilayering of the enchantment - as if I had painted it many times.

I was dancing, waiting for my strength to dwell on me.

I was waiting while I was dancing. A buff to ensure the killing of a dragon named me is on me.

The second - before, her right sword went through my left shoulder. My gut and spine should be dimensioned, but it was strange that my liver felt cold.

Let's get back to it. It was the second.

Second.

Really, it's simple.

She has (...), sword (...), two (...), and has (...).

Became just a beast to kill the dragon, she swung through the remaining left sword toward the image of the dragon behind me. Too bright and dazzling.

Try to chase the right sword, but the second blade - even if the first one is prevented, I will surely kill it with the second one - as the sword of the certified slayer "Yibi", that left sword, which had exactly divided the path "...", judged my face, not my stomach, but even very touched by the thick muscle, from my right ear, through two eyeballs, to the left temple.

- Huh.

I get a misplaced grin. Not bad, I thought. Because I was able to make a death match with someone with a gift so far.

Genius talent.

Or the genius of heavenly dance.

Her feet, dancing and dancing, reach the ground. Something like Aura falls out of the swordsman who killed the dragon Me. As if the evil spirits that were possessed had ascended, the 'Dragon Killer' that was covering over the spiritual shell can disappear.

The beast returns to the girl.

"- Ah."

I guess it's a series of shapes. She swung through her two swords, spinning, and reassembled her sword to the enemy, Me, without alarm, and made a loose voice between them.

Pierce her chest, my left sword - look at the dragon killer.

"The more I gnaw...... I thought it would be easy to get slaughtered..."

to her kneeling on the ground, I tell her in my heart.

- It was a shame.

[Combat moves] Heart-eye "Shin Cancer". I finally planted a counter with this move I learned at Warrior Level 95, but my sword was slightly off her steeple.

Not bad, I think.

Having split my body in three, I finally lost consciousness of the emotion.

I woke up right after.

Around, Dylan, there are Shiva and Amy in Gotz. He looks down at me worryingly.

Apparently, Dylan's resuscitation magic brought him back to life. I woke up.

"Thank you!

Looking back at his voice, as if he were a cat stretch, there was a nyan with his hands forward and his forehead on the ground. Sounds like gratitude, but it's a strange thing to do.

"Welcome, thank you"

"And I'm sorry I broke your sword!

Keep your head down, she apologizes. Oh, speaking of which, you're broken.

Never mind, before I said, Nyannyan looked up.

"I will strengthen it! I'll fix it!

"I appreciate that..."

I'll touch my face. Oh, it's attached properly. That's what Dylan asked me with a serious face.

"Is there any pain? How you feeling, buddy?

"Oh... that's not bad"

"Good for you then"

"No, not like that."

I shook my head to the side of Dylan. Naturally, a smile comes to mind.