Fairy Tale Chronicles

"Customer ~!"

"Hino!?

The moment he also fought feminine monsters without any particular problems on the road, claiming to be the boss of a fibre dungeon and through the passageway behind the escape gate-opening, Honda was being raided by a herd of palm-sized girls with insect feathers on their backs.

Raids, though, are not offensive. If it depends on the content and the emotions the raiders have, it would be right that the mischievous ingredients are excessively welcome.

But the girl, even though she's only around twenty centimeters tall, looks and shapes like that of a middle teen to high teen girl. Besides, it's a matter of racial culture, we're all so brilliantly naked.

It can also be said that it is natural for a macro who has been stuck in his face without being able to make an assault to freak out and scream in a conditional reflex.

It should be noted that other members have managed to avoid it thanks to the fact that the macro has become blind.

"... this is so awesome..."

"... this is going to scream even if it's not a macro..."

"Well, isn't this a snow lady's time and a nappy pattern?

After a reflexive dodge, Tatsuya and Makoto leak a feeling of pulling with all their might to a herd of fairy things that passed in front of them. There is no more overwhelming number than Octogal, but there will still be more than a hundred. It is a rather unusual sight for so many people, it is also a palm-sized girl to storm naked as she says so.

To be clear, due to the tone of voice and facial expressions problems with the number and size, I don't make you feel one color or eros, although it would be completely naked.

but it is a rather troubling sight for the eye place.

"Hong-kun!

"Master!"

A macro that is completely stuck in the face by something fairy, and is getting more and more pale. Spring vegetables and Mio moving in a great hurry to pull the fairy when they see it. Sometimes the mouth, nose, and both are almost completely blocked, which sucks in a feminine as well as asphyxiating sense.

In fact, the current macro does not die or die of inability to breathe, but on a body that is not yet used to being flesh as God, I do not immediately think about it in these circumstances. Because of this, when my nose and mouth were blocked, I felt breathlessness due to my assumptions, and I felt like I was suffocating.

And because we are in that state, naturally information about what God's flesh is like falls out of the humans around us. As a result, Spring Vegetables and Mio became the corresponding wings in a double panic.

Most importantly, even if Hiroshi wasn't feminine and didn't have to worry about suffocation, it doesn't change anything.

For the record, the series of flows so far has proceeded at about the same time as the conversation between Tatsuya at the beginning and Makoto. In fact, the time when spring vegetables and Mio were taken lightly can be short.

"Hong-kun, it's okay!?

"... To be honest, I'm scared of what I can say..."

Spring vegetables and Mio pulled the fairy off its stream, a trembling horn hiding behind spring vegetables. It's not as flashback as it's ever been, but it still drags female phobia to such an extent that it's reflective of the worst flow in the social sense and genuinely frightened by its apparently overgone paranoia of victimization.

About 20% of my life in real time, I'm a feminine phobia I've been dating for over twenty years in subjective time, including counseling using the VR system. Even though we almost overcome it in the form of overriding trauma in the earlier game against the three executives, if we had had it for so long, we would no longer have any choice but to settle for mild elements as part of our personality. This time, one way or another, the elements that are entrenched as their character are doing bad.

With regard to the treatment from here on forward, unfortunately it is more laborious than ever because the point of changing your personality appears on the table. But still, even if it were stuck on a naked woman's body, the conversation itself could normally be done to the extent that it was bluished and shivering, so it definitely got better rapidly.

To put it further, I've never been close to any woman before at times like this, but this time I'm hiding behind spring vegetables. Whether or not you have romantic feelings there is still indescribable, but I'm pretty sure you just stopped being alert and scared in that direction, at least for Spring Vegetable opponents.

"Ahhh, I'm on guard"

"Too bad"

"I haven't had a customer in a long time, but you didn't really enjoy the reactions ~"

Seeing spring vegetables dressed up with even some sort of rage on their guard, they decided this was the place to start. He walks away with straws, saying unsolicited things.

"Here, you guys! What are you doing!?

"Wah! Found it!"

"Run!!"

Fairies fleeing to scatter spider children into some anger that came out of the back that I heard on my way away. Its quickness is beyond chase even with the member's fastest spring vegetable eyes.

As expected in a way, apparently it's usual for the fairies to play that kind of prank.

"Excuse me, customer. Seems like you've got a lot of unpleasant eyes..."

"Oh, no, never mind"

A woman whose lower body is spidering as she bows her head to be frightened. By the way, my upper body is properly dressed.

Spring vegetables inadvertently answer that in a soft voice to that sorry and subtly frightening and alarming attitude.

For the record, the word currently used for the conversation is Marcto. It is also an accent that feels close to what is used near the capital of modern Marcto, Alphato.

"Um, so, what the hell is this place?

"This is what we call a hiding place. As you can see me and guess to some extent, there are many species here that have become difficult to coexist with ordinary human species because of past history. We're also somewhat alienated around here when we have a fiber dungeon, so thankfully it's almost spatially isolated from the outside."

Spring vegetables that nod so much to the words of a woman whose lower body is a spider, the so-called Alkeney species. I've been trying to detect it, it's mild but alienating as the woman said, and it seems impossible to break in from the sky as well as metastasis.

It's only mild, so it's not an obstacle at all for the minute to transfer with the power of spring vegetables. Also, you can get in and out of the castle of God without any particular problems for the minute you travel with its transfer function. However, it is completely impossible to travel with transfer stones or transfer magic, and it is a delicate range as to whether Octogal can enter and leave unconditionally. Also, if you're a macro, you can set up a transfer formation, but it won't be possible for anyone else.

The sun's light is properly transmitted, and its other physical conditions are particularly unchanged from the outside. Neither the flow of the ground vein nor the flow of the water vein is disconnected from the outside. It is really a very light alienation, to the extent that it does not differ significantly from the visibility junction with transfer restrictions and access restrictions.

In the meantime, the state of alienation is very stable and probably will not change any more.

To be clear, it is a very ideal environment as a hiding place.

"Now that we know the whole story, what do we do now?

"Honestly, the material we need will be gathered in the boss battle earlier, so we don't have any particular business here in the den."

"Oh, yeah."

"Later, I want you to give me a break about something like that earlier, so this time it's through. Yeah?

"I think so too."

Tatsuya nods to Hiroshi's words. Nothing. There's no reason to stop by more than nothing in here.

"I'm pretty interested in what kind of race I have here and what kind of life I live in."

"I'm interested, too, but don't you think you can come after it's all over?

"Right. We're almost done here, and Tatsuya will want to go back to Japan soon, and she won't have to run away without the specialties."

"Mmm, okay."

Opinions are given to Mio, who insists that there is an interest in itself, taking into account the mood of Tatsuya and Hiroshi, who are mainly true harps and spring vegetables. Mio who listens to that opinion and is comfortable with it. Sometimes I wasn't that particular, and I don't seem particularly dissatisfied.

"Well, there are other places to go, and now you'll excuse me"

"Huh? Ah, yes"

Though only five, the Alkeny woman, who was possessed by an outside human being, puffy at its too light a trigger, drops off the same on the spot. Unlike the humans who have arrived in the past, they seem to have great difficulty reacting because they can clearly see that they are only as interested in the towns and villages at the crossing point as they really are.

Somehow, by the time you get here, you're a strong enough man to do something about the stronger boss that appears in the textile dungeon. Moreover, the textile dungeon itself is a very ordinary dungeon and does not have the ability to identify whether it is harmful to the inhabitants of this interior, etc.

And the fiber dungeon is depleted of supplies by the time we get here, for the most part, due to the special nature of its emergent monster. I don't normally take the option of not stopping in this hiding place, not only because of the special nature of the residents, but also because of you.

Therefore, if the people who come here are to be identified and can be external enemies, they must be crushed with total force, and several of them, including this Arkeny woman, were making that first identification. I had been there, but I had never been taken a fully through-the-way position like this one before, so I accidentally exposed myself to the dumb side.

"So, where are we going next?

"I don't know. Salvage, if you do what I tell you, don't go any further. It's Purgatory or Naraya. Then we also stopped at the temple of the Sun God and the Sky God, somewhere in Waldis, all the time. However, I don't know how difficult Purgatory and Nara are, so it might be better to make a kamikaze first."

"How long does it take to make a kamikaze?

"There's dyes and stuff, so we can all have about two hours."

I see. Copy that.

Asked by Tatsuya, Hiroshi speaks of his plans as he can think of them. Tatsuya nods small when she hears it and takes a glance at the other members for confirmation. Spring vegetables nodding small in response to Tatsuya's gaze. This will completely confirm the appointment.

"Hey, dungeon, come out. Trouble keeping you too vigilant"

"Right. But the more material we collect on the road, the better?

"Depending on how the enemy springs and other circumstances, it"

Honda walks away from the scene, saying, etc. Alkeny woman who doesn't really think she'll get through, but is left with a pocan look on her face.

Later it turns out that there is a very important person living in this hiding place for Higashi's associates, who will be questioned for a little over an hour by that associate as to why he did not confirm the hiding place at this time, but that will be quite a bit further.

In the end, at this time, the blatant invitations in front of him passed brilliantly through things.

"Hong-kun, it's time for dinner."

"It's no longer time."

About two hours later. Spring vegetables summon for lunch a magnificent man who began working as soon as he returned to the castle of God.

"Well, it's just a delimitation, and the rice seems to be eating slowly."

"It is. Like what?"

"Later, when the dye and decorative parts react calmly and settle down, do a functional opening and finish, all the time."

"Oh well. Is it going to take quite a while for that reaction to calm down?

"It won't take long enough until the reaction is over. I don't care about the details, but let's do it."

"I see."

Spring vegetables that nod to the description of the macro and travel to the dining room. In this castle, spring vegetables can sit and wait together once cooking is complete, as automata and living dolls will do the serving and catering anyway.

"Really, what did you make for lunch?

"There were a lot of mushrooms in this castle, so I guess the mushrooms around the mushroom rice are exhausted. Of course, I use a lot of vegetables other than mushrooms, but a little meaty."

"Sora looks delicious."

Ask for a description of spring vegetables and make a smile in an upbeat mood. Because I like mushrooms, I'm subtly tense.

For the record, Lime and Winterfell were coming along for that mushroom hunt. Lella and Fam and Laurier are exchanged to cook together in the stream as it is, with the exception of spring vegetables, which finish their lunch in a manner close to tasting and pinching. It should be noted that Fam, Lime and Winterfell are currently in a nap and are in the process of being transported to their respective rooms by Lela and Laurier.

It is a spring vegetable that we would like to eat with ourselves because it is inherently bad for education, but because the current winter hua is physically unstable, we immediately fall asleep in a switched-off fashion. Because I knew it was time to switch off this time, I decided it was better than not to feed them anything and let them eat first in the dining room.

The fams hung out with us for dinner. Again, everyone agreed with me except Lime, who was not familiar with Spring Vegetable's decision that it was not a good idea to feed a small child like Fuyukawa alone, and ate the same menu together with some grooming.

"By the way, confidence is three kinds of mushroom foil grill"

Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables blossom into the story about today's menu while moving in front of the dining room with the transfer feature. When I entered the dining room, I saw Makoto with a strangely difficult face.

"Is that it? Mr. Makoto, what's wrong?

"I was just training in a light dungeon because of my new knife habit..."

Tell him that much, a true harp with a deep sigh. That's just the maker, and the word alone seems to have pinned Hiroshi on the current state of the true harp.

"Maybe it feels good to use it?

"In the first place, it feels like we're having a hard time maintaining our combined state."

"All the time, I can't make any further adjustments."

"I guess..."

True harp sighs again, to the words of Hiroshi. I knew, needless to say, that no further adjustments were possible even in the macro. Otherwise, there's no way I'm going to have as much difficulty making it by then.

It should be noted that during the fiber dungeon, the true harp barely wields the knife of the artifact. I didn't spare it, I couldn't use it, I didn't use it, I simply didn't have much chance of True Harp attacking itself.

He also struggles to maintain the combined state, but not so hard to handle as to interfere with the fight against miscellaneous fish. Ordinary miscellaneous fights can sustain an amalgamation of about fifteen minutes, which is sufficient time, without problems, and if you try to use a skill that requires a large accumulation or deep concentration, like advanced or higher skill, the amalgamation is released, but there's nothing like separating it no matter how much you spend, especially if it's primary or intermediate that you can activate without being aware of it.

Just definitely no if that's enough. Therefore, the true harp falls into thin air.

"Hey, Hiroshi. How can you not have a separation mechanism?

"There's a sheath, and the material we have now, on the contrary, is definitely impossible in this world."

"Oh well."

"Oh, my God, if I use my powers, I can make anything without materials, but I don't think it's like that..."

"That's right. Even if they say we can do a lot more, are you sure it's us? The suspicion comes first."

Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables sigh deeply and deeply so that you can follow the true harp. None of this can be handled overnight, but it still seems hard to have a lot of future in many ways.

"In the end, I only have practice..."

"However, Makoto-san is wondering if it's okay for me or Hiroshi to practice..."

"If I fail or add or subtract mistakes, I can't lead to a world collapse crisis without joking..."

A deep mourning between two people who have become gods because of everything. It would be a nasty place to say noisy things but never exaggerate or anything.

Still, after an understandable process of once dead and resurrected, the spring vegetables that have been detailed by Alfemina are still fine. In the case of a macro who, as a result of his normal actions as a production player, has become a god if he unintentionally meets the conditions and realizes that he has become a god, the awareness that he has become a god has finally budged recently, and the feeling around it is really ambiguous.

Thus, while the potential specs far outweigh the spring vegetables, what a man can do may not be so different from where he was. Unconsciously replacing the quality of the material with the finest product at best, or creating something that cannot be made no matter how opposed it is from the original material.

Fortunately, the power of the macro depends on the macro's own perception and imagination, and it cannot be anything other than clearly recognizing that it can be assured, so unconsciously rampant that power to cause ruin does not happen first. However, there is a problem that if you return the back, you can do anything out of the ordinary if you recognize that you can, so when you are hysterical and tense in production, you may create something out of the ordinary and have a non-challenging impact on the world.

There is no more dangerous being than the Creating God who doesn't know what he can do. Sweet defenses and protections against one's powers just because one cannot grasp them, and examples of power being blurred or abused by third parties unknowingly cannot be cited in the gods' world.

Nevertheless, all beings deified from creatures, including humans, to the Creating God, with little grasp that the degree difference, immediately after becoming God, can diminish the consciousness of becoming God. So it is customary for senior gods to follow and end up when it is necessary for some period of time to grasp their awareness and power as gods.

Most of the time, only for a certain amount of time. It is in the world of the high gods and Buddha, including the God of Creation, that I feel the sense of time that it comes out fine to be a Hang He Sha but an Apostle in the unit of time I ask you to wait a moment, but for once the deadline is due. Practice for grasping and controlling power can eventually become an inevitable problem.

For the record, the sense of time between the Macro and the Spring Vegetables currently coexists with something too long that is characteristic of the gods around here and a somewhat serious ordinary human thing that normalizes behavior five minutes ago.

"Tatsuya is good at that, isn't she? Even in the dungeon earlier, it didn't look like he was struggling with the cane."

"But you don't. With that wand, it's no different than having a constant vein connection just because there's no physical load, so if you drive it a little crazy at hand, it's going to burst."

"But it's not like you can't use it, is it?

"Well, you're about to get the hang of it completely, so the rest is the number of places. It's not as difficult as a barrage with a Holy Heaven octopolar cannon for a normal battle, so by the time the material is ready, I think it's probably going to be easier for everyday use."

"You're much better at it than we are. Even before that..."

"That's what I'm saying. There are a lot of anxiety factors like ground vein connection and energy ryatt that are unlikely to be practiced."

Especially with Tatsuya, who remembers its properties and looks far away at the words that Energy Ryatt would do. Energy Ryatt, who shot without adding or subtracting anything using the artifact, gets anxiety about crushing it about the moon.

"... I'm the only one who has nothing to do with that kind of problem..."

Mio, who was listening to Hongda's conversation, crumbles lonely. As for her, she still hasn't even finished her artifact gear if she doesn't even have the kind of extra skills she can't even control. Therefore, I am completely removed from the topic of worrying about the treatment of that one, which is too powerful.

"Don't worry there. Even my brother decided that if I had a divine bow, I'd be swinging to its performance for a while."

"That's it, I'm not very happy"

Mio gives a subtle look to the prophecy of the Macho as he sees it in the dishes that the automata that came in at some point line up. I miss not being able to share the hard work, but otherwise, I don't want to be swept away by equipment that is difficult to handle. It's complicated around here.

"In the meantime, why don't we just leave the story around and let it come out for dinner"

"... right. Basically, it's only a matter of practice that I can conclude, and I can't help it, Gudagda."

So, the greeting you will have is also there. Take the chopsticks, and the true harp that pinches the baked maztake placed with the dodon in a prominent place. Baked with superb technology, Matsutake drags out the well-being of what you eat by enhancing its fragrance height.

Most importantly, regardless of the aroma, eating the matsutake alone is no big deal in terms of taste. Compared to Shiitake and Shimeji, the taste impression is really diminished.

Moreover, limited to this mushroom exhaustion, neither the matsutake served by baking and earthen bottle steaming, nor the truffles used in the sauce of meat dishes served with an apology degree, are the finest mushrooms.

The mushroom was lurking in foil roasted and mushroom rice.

"... hey, spring vegetables. I've never seen this mushroom. What mushroom?

An unidentified mushroom in a shape I've never seen, pulled out of the foil grill by Tatsuya, at about the same time when Makotake hands on Matsutake. Tatsuya asks Spring Vegetables, looking surprised about it.

"Mushrooms taken in this castle, probably undiscovered until now. There was something divine abounding, so first of all, it's definitely not harmful."

"I have a question about that, is it okay to eat it in a different way..."

"It's okay, it's okay. They're eating all over Kamikaze and Leviathan, even now. Besides, the mushrooms taste really good."

Tatsuya, whose anxiety in a different sense increases to spring vegetables, who smile and groanly affirm. I haven't been worried about the flavor since the beginning. Perhaps it is also true that, in the sense of frightening the belly or something like that, it is ok to eat.

However, such unspeakable anxiety can be overwhelmed that parameter rise or something pedigree is going to be irrevocable about its entanglement.

In the first place, the standard of okay should be very different between Spring Vegetables, a goddess, and Tatsuya, who is only a mere human being. Even if not, in the case of spring vegetables, have a previous record of cooking outrageous ingredients because they never die from eating them. It is true that I have never broken my body with that, but it would be an eternal challenge to trust how far the woman who comes out with the ingredients that make me want to penetrate that it would not be something I wish I hadn't died of from time to time.

……

……

……

I realize that Tatsuya, who was seriously worried about whether to eat or pass, is staring at an unidentified mushroom with the same difficult face as Makoto and Mio. Apparently, he had the same question, or distrust.

Mindful of Tatsuya's gaze, Makoto and Mio turn their gaze to Tatsuya as they inquire about their thoughts. After all the eye and eye contact, they push each other, so as to restrain each other.

Ignoring such a barren exchange between Tatsuya and the others, Hiroshi, who flattened Shiitake's tempura, embarks on a foil-baked offense. I guess I don't feel the need to be alert to what spring vegetables make, just physically or existentially unrelated to that hand problem.

"This mushroom is delicious."

"Right?"

"Taste and fragrance are some of the best mushrooms I've ever eaten, this"

"I was a little surprised, too. Not only is it nutritious, but it's definitely the ultimate mushroom."

Hongkong and Spring Vegetables talk fun like that as they bake foil and mushroom rice. Without a doubt if we only look at that sight, exchanges that would be treated by others as lovers to each other, but unfortunately, Hiroshi is even a spring vegetable that is drooling away the rays of love, this time talking about the meal in front of her, regardless of any romantic emotions, with a cook's eye.

While the biggest problem with these two not progressing as if from a relationship that is less than a lover than a friend is that they don't have the courage to face their own romantic feelings even though they say they have survived some feminism because of it, they will definitely also have quite a problem on the side of spring vegetables that pass through a vegan, romantic event with nothing in calculations like this.

Spring vegetables had the desire to get to know each other well in the form of starting from friends and to fall in love in the usual way, as if they were attracted to each other when they realized it. The majority of the reasons why I couldn't fulfill that hope when I was in Japan lies in the fact that it wasn't the kind of arrangement that allowed a guy to make love like that, but when asked whether Spring Vegetables themselves, which was crushing the opportunity through in this way, was also making a cause that kept me away from normal love, it's completely undeniable.

Tatsuya mouths the mushrooms with a blown face somehow, watching an exchange that I don't think the woman peeps more at the man, and doesn't even make her feel sweet shards on the back from the content or the sight. It doesn't matter in a lot of ways when I look at Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables that seem to continue to interact like this for a decade and a day.

"... Sure, you mushroom..."

"... thank you for this menu. I wonder what I am..."

"... Sister Makoto, if you think about that area, you won't be able to eat anything after you return to Japan"

"... right. This mushroom is strangely powerful..."

"It is already a high quality ingredient of God taken in the castle of God, so it should be done with. It's not weird at all if there's a mushroom that's going to get huge if the mustache plumber eats it."

Tatsuya quickly surrenders to the mysterious mushroom that quickly turned other mushrooms into servants, even though she said it was a mushroom exhaustion. Only in the beginning was I speaking of anxiety, and if I noticed it, I would concentrate on the task of flattening the spider, mushroom rice and foil grill.

"I baked mushroom rice and foil this time, but tempura and steamed steamed cages, and the pan looks delicious, this mushroom"

"Right. I'm still harvesting a lot, so I'll take another look at it and give it a try."

Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables start considering a good way to eat, sidelined by the three Tatsuya who are somewhat silent. As usual, they're basically two people who eat more than color no matter how far they go.

If you dare to follow up on this point, there are some parts of this mushroom where you can't help but be aware of what a good way to eat Hong and Spring Vegetables. Anyway, this mushroom, boiled, baked, fried, delicious for dashi, best harmonious with each personality with any seasoning, it's an invincible mushroom. It would be natural for cooks to think of cooking methods.

In fact, at this time, due to the influence of everyone eating a lot of divine mushrooms except for Hiroshi, a god, and Spring Vegetables, the lower talent level if expressed in a game-wise way had risen by a few points, but because of the real world where you can't see a status screen or anything different from the game, no one noticed that until the end.

"... that's crazy..."

Upper Purgatory. Just after entering, he finishes the battle with the monster he encounters, looking at the knife in a combined state, with a true harp subtly necked. Behind it was a massive roll of Cerberus' body grated in three sheets.

"What's wrong, Mr. Makoto?

"It's easier to keep the knife together than it was earlier."

Answering Spring Vegetables like that, but I'm not convinced enough, Makoto stares at the artifact/phantom knife. Where did the difficulty disappear earlier, I want to ask for an hour or so.

In the first place, it is natural that this dashing knife, the combined state, is difficult to maintain until it is unusual, and it forcefully merges and forms the artifact bifurcation of a knife with conflicting attributes. If we do poorly, we can destroy each other and vanish each other, so it's more weird to be able to merge wheels.

Its performance is immense just for a knife that is doing so unscrupulous things, and if you put it on a phantom knife, it would be physically invalid, but it would be absolutely invincible, but it doesn't matter, spa anything can be lightly and lightly slashed. Put the blade to the ground and let go of your hand, it will bury you on the ground without any resistance until you catch it with a tweezer.

Plus this dashing knife, this performance with multiple limiters so humans can handle it. Even though humans are barely able to handle it, it is therefore necessary to use extra skills at the very least to slaughter gods in a real sense, including the maker, Macho, but conversely, even if they are limiting themselves to the point where humans can handle it, it can be said that they are able to kill gods.

Of all the things that Hiroshi has ever made, he's definitely so nasty and nasty as to contend for one or two.

It seems debatable in this case that the question is whether we will make wheelies of what God killing is possible for our fellow citizens, or whether we cannot affirm that God killing is even the worst possible knife.

"Isn't it because of the kamikaze?

"I've been thinking about that, too, and these clothes don't have the ability to raise the bottom or anything around them, do they?

"For once, it's hard to amplify too much, so other than life force and other resource-based capabilities, it's switchable."

"Then who's unconsciously activating him?

"I'm sorry if I turned it on."

In contrast to Tatsuya's thoughts, Macro clearly denies the most likely elements. In the first place, we did not dare to explain Kamikaze's ability value amplification function because it is in no way a positive element for the control of other artifacts.

Instead, the more ability the base user grows, the worse the artifact's rampage horseback gets. If that is not the ability of the person to work out and stretch it, but if it has been enhanced with items or the like, it is the artifact that has a navel bending specification that makes it even more difficult to control.

The only thing that Macro doesn't have trouble controlling the Divine Axe Leggles or Divine Armor Ostosol is that while it is also the Macro himself who made it, it is significant that he has such overwhelming control abilities that the artifact is unwilling to bend the navel.

"Well, the influence of the kamikaze is undeniable in itself."

"What do you mean?

"Basically, the artifact guy is a navel bend, and if he wants to use it, let me admit it, and if he does it all the time, he'll load it on the user. Only Kamikaze has a core material from Spring Vegetables' flesh. Compared to others, it's very mild to the wearer. It's possible that Mayuki will sneak up on you after seeing you burn too hard."

"I see."

Makoto shows how convinced he is, somehow, in the words of Hiroshi. If you're taking over the nature of spring vegetables, it seems like a mild story in that respect.

"It's just, you know, serene, everywhere, artifacts come from artifacts, like trials in a different way."

"... what? I thought I'd ask, but somehow I knew..."

Spring vegetables that gaze in the direction that Cerberus' body should be piled up with somewhat distant eyes in the words of the Macho. At the end of that gaze is a mountain of Demon Sword Cerberus fangs that have changed from Cerberus' body.

"Whatever it takes, I think that's too much..."

"Sure, did you do roughly 0.02% of the odds of demonic swordsmanship?

"I guess that's pretty much it"

Spring vegetables and hong discussing its improbability when he sees that dozens of tailored Cerberus have all become demonic swords. It cannot be said that it will never happen because the probability is not zero, but it is a figure that is normally treated as 0%.

For the record, 0.02% is a common drop rate for advanced rare items in online games, etc. Few players are flirting and resentful with this 0.02% chance because rare items are not necessarily good ones, nor are items that have a 0.02% chance of dropping.

"Hey, Master. What are you going to do with this abortion? Or, I haven't even disposed of the one I picked up in Farlane's Battle of Baldo yet, but it's so massive, and it's usable?

"I don't care what you think. It's a troubling place to use it."

"I think so. So it's not a good idea to generate a large amount of waste as part of any trial"

Mio has trouble disposing of Cerberus fangs that have no use whatsoever, and even says such things toward Kamikata in the form of receiving the words of the Macho. The said Divine Clothes must have more trouble even if they say that.

"... here's the thing, it's not that hard to get ahead..."

"It doesn't matter what you think about more drops at this rate..."

"Right. Nevertheless…"

"What's up?

"No, right. Cerberus fangs are not the final gear, but when you came to Purgatory, you were supposed to be the first weapon to aim at. Times have changed because that's garbage..."

"... don't worry, we're the only ones who can say that right now"

Tatsuya puts about 70% of the comfort penetration in Makoto's words, which are neither retrospective nor lamentable, which were abandoned by the offensive group, with a bitter smile. Perhaps if we go back to the game, this pile of Cerberus fangs will be killed for seconds, even at the price of millions of kroner a bottle at the auction.

Cerberus Fang stands in a very important position in Purgatory Attack because it is a rare drop of Cerberus that is relatively easy for the abandoned to hunt and do numbers in a fair cloud of games where the craftsmen are pulling and having difficulty repairing high-end equipment. It is no exaggeration to say that the Purgatory attack begins where you obtain more than one of these swords.

It's the lowest weapon available in Purgatory, but it still boasts the ability to stand out from most of the boss drops available in other dungeons and, above all, has a high probability of self-healing that is proportional to the damage inflicted, a special ability specific to Purgatory weapons.

Due to the combined dark and flaming attributes attached to the weapon itself, it is slightly unfavourable in Purgatory, where there are many monsters that are resistant to attributes around it, but in the first place Purgatory usually serves no other purpose than restraint, such as attack. Attack skill attributes basically take precedence over weapon attributes, so in purgatory, where there are only basic skill attacks, the attribute compatibility of the weapon itself is not a major disadvantage either.

Due to those circumstances, the group that moved the hunting grounds to Purgatory is constantly blood-eyed and chases around Cerberus, hunting thousands and tens of thousands, as they do every day. There are not necessarily only beginners of purgatory who are hunting, but also a good number of advanced people whose gear is damaged as they move forward and have to secure spares again, and front-line groups who are coming to secure something to use as a prep before challenging a new hierarchy.

It is also not uncommon for players to bother building one-handed sword skills as a spare weapon to get spare weapons, for the reason that they are easy to obtain and relatively easy to crush, and it is the original Cerberus fangs that demand always exists.

Millions of krones are likely to be expensive for weapons to use, but the game's fair-cloth doesn't have a currency unit called Tyrol in the first place. Besides, millions in online gaming, which has been going on for five years, are basically a stipend for top-notch abolitionists. When it's a genuine competition in the auction, it's the world of nettled abolitionists that flies around hundreds of billions of dollars fine.

Most importantly, Cerberus fangs are super good weapons, but the specs themselves are inferior to the Orihalcon weapons that today's Macho has made with all his heart and energy. When connecting gear is no longer even made of Shinko steel, and a one-handed sword that no one on the team uses, you won't have a choice but to give birth to garbage and get rid of it all you want.

"But what?"

"What?

"Come to think of it, you haven't pulled a drop gear since you first pulled the Cerberus fang, have you?

"If you ask me, it sure is."

"Even though you have spring vegetables, you've never been caught in a lot of drop gear before."

"Well, I just have trouble disposing of it where I pulled it off, so it's okay, isn't it?

Tatsuya and Makoto continue their stories without such benefits while collecting Cerberus fangs hard before the next monster springs up. There is no such thing as equipment for artifacts made by God with his own hands. It would be a luxurious conversation that I know but can therefore do.

"But I'm just wondering, how many guys give out drop weapons in purgatory?

"Basically, almost every monster turns into some kind of gear..."

"... that doesn't suck?

"... yuck. Bad warehouse In an inventory sense......"

I agree with Tatsuya's concerns with Shinji's tight face. It's not a story that the Hongdas can know, but even the artifacts of the game age, no gear beyond that exists. And what they are wearing right now is an artifact that transcends the artifact, which did not exist in the game age, except for the Divine Axe Leggles and Divine Armor Ostosol, which are equipped by Hiroshi.

To the divine coat, the basic defense alone exceeds the defense of the battle abolitionist consolidated with the highest protective equipment from Purgatory, as it is a ton of demo equipment that has unleashed its potential with God's hands using God's blood directly.

I can't really feel it because the Macro makes it with the same Nori as before to strengthen it, but the spec battle has already entered an area where inflation cannot be said in words.

Even if a large amount of half-performance equipment is dropped in such a situation, it simply piles up in the warehouse as a defective inventory that cannot be disposed of. Purgatory weapons are hard to use even if they are made of materials with extra properties, plus the fact that what you make with them doesn't end up being useless doesn't really change.

"Mio was stuck in there earlier, and you're not turning all the monsters that come out of just about anything into drop items."

"Right. It's got spring vegetable flesh in it, and you don't imitate that you can't remove any ingredients, maybe."

"But it's Spring Sister's blood, and the trial could be a trial, or something like that, and it could go on."

"I'm saying good luck and rest, so don't say that to me?

"Brother Da, Sister Zhenqin, reality will be looked at properly"

It was Tatsuya and Makoto, Mio, who slapped a light mouth to pray for a situation that left anxiety in the future...

Echidna turned it all into a cane.

"Wow, Gloria Spain is piling up..."

"What am I supposed to do with a spear or a mace that nobody uses from the beginning?

After all, the monster is relentlessly turned into an unnecessary piece of equipment without any sweetness or anything to test the artifact. What's more.

"Wow, I miss it. It's not unchain."

"What's going on?

"Before I came here, I was the main weapon."

"Heh? No, you were basically a big swordsman."

"Yes, yes. What? Why is the Phantom Knife reacting? Wait a minute! Don't break out because it's dangerous!!

"Ah, don't try to use anything other than me..."

Wherever the navel-bonded artifact crushed the weapon of the middle boss drop and broke through the middle layer, it was the feathers that became spiritually snaggy and far-eyed.