Fairy Tale Chronicles

Through the tunnel, it was a world of decay.

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

Hedro and spores emit a strange odor and flora and fauna that rot here and there and become even more degenerate and openly undead and other monsters on that side. Against them, Tatsuya pukes and throws up as much as she wants.

"Maybe there's still a dungeon or something here?

"I don't know, but don't let the sun come out properly"

Answering the words of spring vegetables, whose expression fell out too miserably, as they looked up at the sky, Macro. During the game, there was no sun inside the dungeon. It was the same thing not only in caves and buildings, but also in dungeons such as vast grasslands.

The specifications around it are not necessarily the same. It is by no means unlikely that this sight is not the result of alienation, as was the case near the entrance to the tunnel.

"Master, the terrain..."

"I get it. Something's going on again."

Mio snorts and shows one thing against a good word. Spring vegetables, which were faceless, look suspicious.

"What's wrong with the vein?

"If we did this, the ground vein would be pretty polluted. That's crazy. Even so, the vein itself is beautiful."

Spring vegetables that listen to the answers of the macro and show you how to think a little bit. Though I try to concentrate on my surroundings and check the situation, including my temper...

"... no. I'm not sure..."

"There it is, well, shabby. There's just one thing I can say."

"What can I say?

"Probably no dungeons here"

Mio snorting at the assertion of the Macho, really? Three other people who look like that. This sight makes it more natural that it is now the Las Bosses battle of the dungeon.

Hiroshi, who took a look at it, speaks to the one hanging around Tatsuya's neck.

"Hey, you can transfer yourself?

"No problem, no problem"

"I'm not alienating."

"Freedom of access ~"

The octogals are called out by the macro, increasing or decreasing to prove it and show it. I am convinced that the spring vegetables I suspected were not really alienated by the sight.

"If so, this sight..."

"Cursed land, don't be the one all the time. The point is, it's the same cemetery where the undead gush in large numbers. Too much temper, the land degenerates before it becomes alien."

Answer the spring vegetable question clearly.

As a matter of fact, if there is a lot of distraction in one place, there are surprisingly few cases of alienation and development into a dungeon. The vast majority will be so-called cursed lands.

When it becomes a cursed land, what exactly happens depends on the circumstances and characteristics of the land. The vast majority will either become undead nests or denature common animals in the area to produce massive amounts of monsters, which also generate new species, but rarely become alienated but substantially unchanged from dungeons. In this case, the only difference is that there is no clear boss who can break in and out with the skills of the metastatic system.

In addition, there are not many cases where dungeons exist in the middle of the cursed land in relation to both being degenerated by massive temper. These dungeons grow fast and many are more challenging.

Most importantly, in the case of cursed land, it is not difficult to purify the land unlike dungeons. As long as it is purified, it will be back to normal, so if there is a powerful witch like Aeris, alone, it is fundamental to gather a large number of clerics and witches who can use their purifying system skills even if they are not, and undo them with force moves before the land grows bigger and out of hand.

At present, it is impossible because there is only a powerful means of purification about the spring vegetable song, but it is also possible to undo this land itself. However, since the situation is unnatural, there is no doubt that it simply ends with purification.

"It's nice to be able to undo it, but it's pretty unnatural that this is happening right near the main temple of the Temple of Elsa, isn't it?

"Let it go. Maybe there's a mastermind here who's been distracted by his skills."

To the conversation between Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables, a line that tightens its expression again. In this situation, there's no way we can talk about anything.

"Think circumstantially, you can't be watching that mastermind in silence."

"It's impossible to let us free this place without doing anything."

"Exactly, we might have passed this stop."

True harp and Mio reflect on their actions so far while keeping their minds together in a situation that is worse than expected. We didn't waste it because we enhanced our gear as a result, but we weren't going to update our gear with boss material in our original plans, so we could have put Crest Cave's dungeon offense behind us.

"You're behind on that hand reflection. Spring vegetables, why don't you sing the example guy?

"Mm-hmm. Do you want to sing a song first, see how it goes for a second?

Spring vegetables that are prompted by Tatsuya and sing up the general menstrual gospel in anticipation of being able to purify it at all first. Its overwhelming purifying ability, which does not seem like just a song, instantly purifies birds and wolves who were starting to rot alive, returning them to their original appearance and euthanizing them. The poisonous mushroom that was trying to fly the spore twists and dries and collapses. The tree, which caused root rot and was still moving around while the whole thing was withering, is stripped away of the impatience and resentment stained all over his body and disappears to melt.

Before the end of the first song, all the monsters whose voices were within reach are purified.

"What, this..."

"Sister Chun's singing, was it so powerful?

"I've certainly improved my purifying abilities since I started singing Gospel, but I don't think it's been this far..."

I had just finished singing the first time, a swamp in the range I was seeing, half of which was back on the original ground. Tatsuya and the others, who were watching the situation, are flabbergasted. You have something to think about, the only thing that's flat is a macro.

"... Master, I'm not surprised, but do you know why?

"I don't know for sure. Spring Vegetables also develops considerable production skills."

"What's wrong with that? Could it be..."

"I remember hearing somewhere that the curse does depend on the spirit."

I am greatly convinced of that word of the Horn together. The same goes for Hong, but these days Spring Vegetables cooked almost every day, refined iron in a blacksmith, sifted hammers, and practiced knitting in yarn and formulating medicines in even more free time, living in the same way as production abandoners. Given the considerable accumulation of skills as well as spiritual and endurance training, and the fact that on top of that, the level will probably have risen in the Behemoth hunt, it is not surprising that mental strength has grown beyond comparison with Dar's.

"Is there a line that says you're just used to songs and you're better?

"I know there's probably that, too, but what about the kind of curse, proficiency or something?

Spring vegetables, who finished the second song, explain to the enquiring gaze of the Hong.

"There's no such thing as proficiency, because spells aren't mastered as skills. With more proficiency in singing, there will be more objects that can be used naturally. When you want to use a spell, if you sing the song properly after you pull the activation trigger, it will have a activated effect."

"What's a trigger?

"It's not something you can tell from the outside because you're simply aware of which effect to use before singing. I think maybe special dances are the same."

Listen to the commentary on spring vegetables as you were impressed. Not as much production as artisans pull and information is interrupted, but singing and dancing are also very minor when it comes to functions other than winding up a twist. Skills themselves are well numbered, but as soon as they become proficient enough to use spells and special dances, they decrease in number, and hardly ever actually become the people they usually use in combat or anything like that. Because of the disadvantage of not being able to identify enemy allies, it is difficult to use them.

"After five years, I don't know much..."

"It doesn't look like we have all the skills ourselves, there are a few dungeons where the offense isn't over, and maybe no one knows everything but development."

Knowing the specifications I didn't know and smugly twinkly, Zhenqin leaks her smudging thoughts about the depth behind Faircro in the same way.

"Nevertheless, it is doubtful whether the Gospel is classified as a curse."

"In the first place, I also doubt whether Sister Chun is singing with a trigger pull"

Spring vegetables with a slightly troubled look while listening to the conversation between Tatsuya and Mio and singing. Seeing it, Honda understands that Spring Vegetables sings without any particular thought.

"Now you know the whole story."

"Let it go. Spring Vegetables' song purification function is probably automatically set with extra skill acquisition, the power depends on what is the only talent and the content of the song, everywhere"

"Maybe."

Hiroshi and Tatsuya discuss the validation results while listening to the Spring Vegetable song and checking the results. I don't even look like I'm whispering a spring vegetable song, such as a private language while listening to a song, but this also serves as a preventative line to avoid getting overheard. Even though it's a little subtle to listen to a normal song called Normal Young Menstrual Gospel, if it's sung with the skill of spring vegetables, it's usually immersed in the song.

There is no problem because there is not that much room during the battle, but in this situation where there is no danger within the enemy range, but there is no reason to relax, it is extremely dangerous to listen to the song. Therefore, consciousness is deliberately turned elsewhere through extra conversation.

"All right. Just checking."

"I'll do it, so the master will be by Spring Sister for a time of need"

Hongda decided that the visible range needed to be purified and her voice kept quiet a little further. First, we need to make sure it's back to normal in order to bring your standing position closer to the temple.

Though the previous temper has been cleanly and refreshingly removed, it is not possible to move forward in a detour, considering that perhaps one would have been forced to infiltrate and pervert the temper from outside with some hand. So Mio checks the condition according to Theory.

"... basic, no problem"

"... what shall I do? I almost lost my temper, and it seemed like a trap on the ground or something. But this strange spookiness..."

Listen to Mio's answer, rather a heightened vigilance. I don't like it at all. It's too easy and unconvincing, such as keeping it this far and finishing the story to this extent. Just to be clear, it's not a noise in a crazy place.

"... Mio, what are the signs within enemy range?

"If it's a sign of a creature,"

"Do you have a gaze or something?

"... indescribable"

Mio answers one inquiry after another, without moving his expression. Some of the creature's gaze is undoubtedly directed towards us. But that's not like staring or anything.

"... if you go into a tiger hole,"

Honestly, I don't feel comfortable. I know it extends over this period, but honestly I want to turn back. I think it's going to be hard to see if we keep going. But I've probably turned around here, and the next time I come, things are worse. If so, divide the unpleasant to be done sooner rather than later, and the macro begins to proceed with cautious footsteps.

Mio moves about two steps ahead of Hiroshi, about two steps late and spring vegetables continue. After that, Tatsuya follows, and the hall is served by Shinji. He also has a bad feeling about the elderly group to the extent that Macho doesn't condone his reluctance, and that footprint can never be said to be fast. It doesn't seem like he feels something as clearly as a macro, but he doesn't seem to think of anyone who can get to the temple smoothly without anything like this, etc.

The incident occurred as Mio investigated many times along the way and proceeded with caution and caution.

"! Spring vegetables! Mio!"

Something zoomed out of my spine runs, screaming out loud and attracting the two of us. Girls who don't know what happened and make their eyes black and white. Where Hiroshi brought in such two men, the darkness spread rapidly, starting with the shadows of the three.

……

Alchem tries to put his mouth on the teacup in his hand and puts it back on the table with several sighs. Doga opens her mouth trying to speak to the way it is, and ends up closing her mouth without knowing what to say.

At the Elsa Hall in Stillen, the atmosphere was very dark, with an alchemy.

"Dear Alchem,"

"I know. I know. I know..."

He replies with a depressed voice to Aeris, who spoke when he saw that he was not revealed, and sighs again. Alchem seems pretty sick right now.

"Dear Aeris, what the hell happened?

"There was nothing like what. We weren't strong enough to get the woods back where they were. That's all."

"... I see"

In the words of Aeris, a lot of convincing doga. For Alchem, who is an elf, that must have been a great shock. Even if you say you are pioneering the woods and doing large-scale farming, it is what the elves are meant to be, not getting excessively into the woods and symbiotic wherever possible. Besides, she's the witch of Alanwen, the god of the woods. If I was forced to twist my way through a massive amount of anger and couldn't undo it, I would have no choice but to mourn my lack of power.

"Really, I'm not an elf..."

"That's not true."

"Dear Elle, it's an undeniable fact that I'm not an elf... Because I haven't been of any use to you before..."

Apparently, Arcem today is in self-denial mode from the bottom of his mind. Human beings at times like this never get a little or softly conscious. Honestly, it's pretty bone to make you feel back from here, but it's not nice in many ways for the witch of God to be depressed and grumbled forever.

At times like this, the only way to start is to let all the stupidity spit out thoroughly. Aerys thinks so from his experience as a princess witch, first and foremost, to be thorough with the listener.

"There's not a single thing like field work, sampling and bow arms are all halfway there, and it has to be me..."

To the first word that pops out of Alchem's mouth, Aeris looks pretty troubled. To be honest, what Alchem is masochistically saying cannot be affirmed in a far-fetched way as someone close to the top of the organization. Because if everyone seems to be doing a one-of-a-kind job that they can't all replace, that society breaks down first. If one person falls, they are all Lotus students, so naturally.

The world really gets a tough rating for anything but number one or only one. It gets tough, but then, when it comes to not being worthwhile for someone who isn't number one or one-on-one, that's never the case. If an extreme story, a job that can only be done in small numbers like a few or a dozen people in the world, and there is no advantage or disadvantage attached to each person whose job is more important and can be done, it will be much more valuable than the number one that is not number one or only one, but bad.

Even if it's not that extreme, the majority of the world goes around with a job that anyone can do to some extent if trained. If you devalue yourself too much about such work, no one will do the simple work that someone has to do. I don't want that to happen. In that sense, people below number two are much more important than just being number one. In polar terms, apart from heads of society and organizations, they are normally established even if there is no number one, only one, or one.

Alchem is just one Alanwen witch, no matter how immature he says the status quo is. It is clear to everyone that she is one of the most important Ones in the world. No one but Alchem can do Alanwen's job as a witch. It's quite troublesome that he doesn't have that sense of consciousness, but he's the one who doesn't have to pretend to be the Aerys' maid of honor, but has to treat him like a VIP together.

So Alchem's masochistic language is not correct in the double sense. From Aeris, who has worked as a princess and witch for more than six months and has also experienced this as a royal family, those things are self-evident. but saying that to Alchem now won't tell you first though.

"In vain, only my breasts were big, and I said to Mr. Hiroshi, 'Apologize to Dr. Too-kin!' How angry I was..."

"Dr. TOOKIN, is...?

Suddenly an unidentified person's name comes up and Aeris can't hide the confusion. Even if they don't know the names of the people who are said to be the ancestors of modern and post-fantasy novels in the world of Honda, it's natural.

However, word of denial definitely flies from outside of Aeris that only breasts are big in vain. If you do see it as a woman of the same glamour descent, there are places where the body line broke slightly compared to spring vegetables, but there are definitely parts that tickle the manhood for that matter.

"He came out tense thinking he could help Mr. Hiroshi, but in the end, he threw it all round at the heart of it..."

"Dear Alchem, I'm the same there..."

Aeris leaks words unexpectedly and so on into words that are probably Alchem's biggest mourning point. It doesn't cut out the usefulness of a man in love, and the crux of it all is the round throw is the same for both of us.

"At least if I had better bow arms, I might have been able to keep up without getting my feet together..."

Alchem presents Aeris with no choice. Although I can only think of the feeling that it would probably not be possible to keep the arms of the bow from clutching your feet together.

Nevertheless, you might want to keep more means to protect yourself. Either way, Aeris has fallen into enemy hands three times before. The second time I was in front of Higashi, I was able to get out immediately, but the first and third times have put a lot of effort into rescuing him.

Given that, as an aeris, I want to be able to resist to the extent that I can at least escape. Crisis management and defence awareness are suspected of anything at all, such as being exposed over and over again.

For the record, if I later divulged this in a tea drink with Hongda, Mio would tell me that he promised that he would be exposed to heroin more than once, or that Aeris had no choice because of his ability to be "exposed: ∞".

"I could do someone I liked, but if I didn't get a chance to appeal, I didn't say the appeal point was this, and there are people by their side who wear characteristics and are higher-spec and closer to each other..."

Everyone in the room feels unspeakable that the content of the stupidity is gradually becoming suspicious. Much less so than in the first depressed way, but if you don't know the circumstances, you must be tempted to say what kind of joke, such as no appeal points in Alchem's appearance specs.

"Chem's Appeal Point ~"

"Hin!?

"Sensitive ~"

Around the direction of stupidity has changed, Octogal, who read the air and kept quiet, comes out of the bump and begins to appear in actions that have actually read the air.

"Take it off ~"

"See ~"

"Touch ~"

"Rub ~"

Octogal, who was wrapping a fine bust of Alchem around his clothes, relentlessly tries to take off his clothes. Regardless of what they read about the air. I can take my clothes off and stop where I can't see my underwear at best.

"Oh, hey, in this situation to the boulder, trying to get it off, I will..."

Alchem resists the relentless attack of Octogal, desperate not to be taken off. It is usual that the more resistant we resist, the more dramatic we become by the power of something that we cannot see. Neither does the boulder octogal have the art of controlling it. I am sorry for the young clerics who desperately turn a blind eye as their gaze is about to draw to their dewy chests in the valley.

"It's time to stop. Yeah."

"Ha ~ i"

Octogal dissolves according to honesty to Doga's words with a bitter smile. He seems to remain in prank mode, riding over the heads of the unfortunate clerics earlier,

"How do you feel now?"

I hear extra things like that.

"This is not a Urs, so the prank is as much"

"Ha ~ i"

Octogals are gently embarrassed by Aeris and return to Octopus with the exception of one. The one left, no matter, forms over Aeris' head.

"Are you feeling a little better?

"... Yes. Sorry......"

"No, human beings, anyone can feel negative."

Aeris responds with a sneer to Alchem, who apologizes for looking sorry while getting his clothes done. I can't help but reflect on the fact that the surrounding humans have been horrified that the air has gotten a lot better, while pushing everything against Aeris who would want to be foolish about the same thing.

"But in the end, you haven't solved any of the problems."

"None of this is a problem that we won't solve overnight, so we have no choice. I'm worse than Alchem when it comes to protecting myself."

"But you're using the power of a witch far more than I am, aren't you?

"That's the stack"

To Alchem's objection, Aeris says it out loud. It's a force that I've been using ever since I was born. No matter how much qualities are said to be equivalent, you can't lose at the moment to Alchem, who woke up to his abilities about three months ago.

Though it is not the word of a majesty, most things are habit and guts and giving up and inertia.

"Do you mean we have to work out with each other now?"

"Yeah. The power you've gained in a single flight is roughly nothing. Harna is still struggling with the magic of Alfemina, which she wore at Ursu Castle."

"Really?

"Yes."

To the words of Aeris, an alchem that rounds the eyes. Because the image of doing most things lightly against spring vegetables was strong, I didn't even imagine that even though it was God's skill, they were struggling to use it.

"Even Master Harna does. We, the ordinary people, have no choice but to go down the tunnel."

"Right."

Alchem nodding over and over to Aeris' assertion. I don't realize that the people around me are penetrating so hard inside that these two are ordinary people or whatever kind of joke they are.

"So the first step is to reduce this chest, which is so big and intrusive in this waste that it doesn't end up being of any use to your appeal to whomever you want, but instead puts extra pressure on it."

"It's outrageous to throw that away!!

The future goal Alchem spoke of, which the clergy and samurai around him, Octogall, and even Aeris, dismissed with their mouths shut.

"Spring vegetables! Mio! Are you okay!?

Confirm the safety of the two men with Hiroshi in their arms, trampling the rapidly spreading darkness in a mood. The trampled darkness is scattered in one blow, and later there is nothing left.

"Oh, yeah. It's okay."

"Master is the one, are you okay?

Spring vegetables and Mio, who fail to keep up with the changing circumstances and are upset by the fact that they are being held by a man they like, dye their faces bright red like a boiled octopus but still manage to reply with a grand response. I am just as worried about the state of the majesty as I am thrilled by the feeling of its body, which is plainly difficult.

"That's all right. Big deal."

Obviously a macro that lets you stretch out like that while dyeing your face soil. In fact, the trampled darkness was eroding, but the robust spirit in the waste of the macro has no teeth and is extinguished without any effect whatsoever. The reason my face is earthy is because, albeit stubborn, I'm supposed to hold two women in my arms.

"You don't look okay..."

"Look, I'm sorry, but even if I let you go. Yeah?

"What? Oh, I'm sorry! Because it's okay now!

Spring vegetables and Mio rushing away to see the complexion of the Hong. Stand slightly away from the distance from the pressure of a macro, struggling to pull his own hand without trying to leave the remnants.

"So, what's that...?

"Perhaps we should do a mastermind attack. All the time, it feels brilliantly guided."

Looking around in haste at the words of the Macho, at some point a massive amount of annoyance arose, and the magic formations made of darkness surrounded the line in a dozen dozen ways.

"I don't know if it's an outpost or a real one, but it doesn't look like it's a boss fight"

"Yeah."

Spring vegetables that nod at the words of a macro who just switched to full plate mode and unfolds fluid metal armor, even though he doesn't feel comfortable. It is coated from the top of the orihal comb breast plate, so it is not in the same state of service as it was when I did it from the top of my normal clothes.

Seen, Mio coats the surface of the leather armor with fluid metal in the same way. This one, along with Tatsuya, is switching to Behemoth material, so in total, it earns more defense than the Orihalcon partial armor.

"Well, what's coming?"

"Where you come from, it won't change who you're not even busy with anyway."

Makoto, who came forward to cover them, comments on Tatsuya's words standing by Spring Vegetables. Like affirming the word, they emerged one after the other from within the magic formation.

"... are you serious..."

Unexpectedly stumbles upon seeing the enemies that appear, squeezing out the words as Tatsuya roars.

"Depending on what you think, more of a chance?

"... Mio, you're the big guy who can say that in this situation."

"In other words, if the same enemy emerges in more than three digits, it is promised that it can be defeated in one piece of damage"

"Where is the promise of the world..."

Makoto and Mio play such comic talent on over a hundred enemies, no matter how you look at them.

"In terms of TRPG, such a system is not uncommon"

"Don't think it's impossible to ask a boulder for it from a bald opponent, me"

Spring vegetables in a metallic dialogue everywhere in Mio, dressed as calm as a cold sweat on the spine and modest penetration. Yes. The enemies that came out were more than a hundred balds, no matter what they saw.

"Either way, the mindset is Baldo. When it comes to incoming attacks, the story is mostly cracked."

"Let it go. Even if it doesn't work in one piece with a single damage to the boulder, the opponent is Bardo. If you cut back a few of the first forms, there's nothing to be afraid of!

I agree with Mio, who says something strong, and with Paul Axe swung over his head once and for all to get in the mood, Hoang makes such a declaration.

"For that reason, call me. Hey!!

A macro that barks out loud and attracts as much Bardo's attention as it can attract, as it always does, with an outface on it. Thus was the last battle involving the evil gods in the foray, whose flames were cut and dropped.

"Here we go."

"Oh."

Far away, the Dark Lord, entrusted with the western part of the continent, watched the battle.

"As expected, the first hand ended up underdeveloped, but he seemed to fit in well"

"But the interpretation is Baldo, and this time we prioritize numbers, and we don't incorporate a great deal of thought circuitry. I can't tell you how far I'm going to go."

To the word of the Lord B, a small nod. Originally I didn't expect much, but in some cases it was completely helpless and I couldn't exhaust it at all. When that happens, they no longer have a hitter.

"In the meantime, be prepared to go over there at any time."

"Oh, I'm not thinking about just watching without any small work, etc."

"Right. What are you gonna do first?

"With that man, the direct obstruction involving magic is easily dismantled. Then it would be right to interfere in the place where they stand, in itself."

"I see."

One nod A to the words of the Lord B of darkness. Where A is convinced, B interferes with the earth, trying to replace the place where Honda stands with a bottomless poisonous marsh. But......

"Apparently the starting point was too shallow. He knocked me out."

"Then why not create a larger cavity in the basement to make the scaffolding more collapsible"

"Can you do that?

"I'll try, but..."

Strong resistance where he poured in his temper and tried to pervert the earth. A that in the end draws hands without fulfilling its purpose.

"How'd it go?

"The goddess obstructed me. It doesn't seem easy to interfere with deep places just because the boulder is close to the earth's pulse"

"I didn't know the Crest Cave dungeon would pull its tail so far..."

Unexpectedly obstructed by the goddess Elsa, A and B unwittingly bite her teeth. This time they make it, they imitate it all the time.

At the beginning of the Crest Cave dungeon was founded, I said it was somehow quite an advantage over the goddess. Increasing numbers of casualties due to highly intentional dungeons. As a result, the contamination of the ground vein has progressed, in addition to the fact that the ore that can be taken from the dungeon has been converted to a higher level, making the situation unstable due to the fact that it is all difficult to process. There was a desirable circulation of further contamination of the ground vein.

In the meantime, we had hoped that we would achieve results commensurate with the risks, and the new melting furnaces created by the hands of our guests would increase the ability to refine the magic iron and mythrills that should have been difficult, greatly increasing the production of those products.

When that happens, the temper that was increasing due to the deterioration of the situation decreases diligently, and the interfering power of the goddess Elsa increases as if in proportion to it. Because of the gradual improvement of the gear that went out, the casualties in the dungeons had also turned to a decreasing trend, and the dark lords were gradually being pushed into poverty.

Guests crusade Behemoth so they can chase something to where they thought it would be. Whatever that was just once, too, I practiced the insane imitation of waiting to regenerate and claiming a total of three times, greatly weakening the dungeon.

If this happens, there's no way to turn it upside down at once. Considering all the way to the failures of Farlane and Dar, it will probably not be possible to collapse the western part of the continent unless, for some time later, that is the century-long time to take the measures forward. I admit that fact, but it is unexpected that Mother Earth God, who was supposed to have lost his witch, has been so powerful.

"When it becomes impossible to interfere on a large scale,

"There's only one direct attack where they're likely to be vulnerable."

"Weaknesses, huh? Then you must be the magician man or the woman who sings the abominable song."

I have tried this several times and it is all inhibited by the goddess. I nod at the words of A, who gave up doing great harm to the result, and turn my eyes to the men and women whose B is surrounded and guarded by three. Neither is a slight sight to throw away.

Already Baldo has a third eliminated. In order to consume a great deal of chi, it seems that the tightening of the conditions for transformation into a second form has affected it. I guess I didn't originally feel bad enough that it could all be transformed, but I'm a little quick to get stuck in a boulder. The majority of its causes are women's songs, but it is the sorcerer's man's attack magic that is decreasing the number directly.

Honestly, I don't think either way will dramatically change the war situation. If we want to make sure we wipe them out, we won't talk about it unless we get rid of the full-plate guy. But if we can get rid of him with such a remote attack, they'll be wiped out long ago.

Anyway, that full-plate man, if he's a normal adventurer, he's intact if he eats a decent attack that's not instant death or weird, because he's intercepting it without seeing an attack flying from a blind spot to two in the center.

"Considering their gear, there's no guarantee that they'll be stopped."

"I just need a little damage to go through. Better than nothing."

Sounds like they've made some kind of policy. Two dark lords. Two in the center, interfere against the earth at its feet.

"Pierced, I'm bored!!

Along with the voice of temper, it instills a massive amount of impatience. The next moment space twisted. The earth burst out, and the spear of the earth struck two of the targets, as if to bruise and laugh at Hiroshi, who held Spring Vegetables and guarded Tatsuya.

"Apparently, they're in a lot of a hurry."

Finally, Elsa, Mother Earth God, whines as she glances at the dark lords who have begun to interfere directly. About three thousand years after the Evil God eroded this world. Bardo's boss, who had never been on the table before, finally came directly down this time. I can't stop being surprised by that fact, and the process that led to it creeps me out.

"Nevertheless, the path around them leads to unexpected situations to create..."

The Dark Lord had to come out, I remember how it went and squeak. The unprecedented type of guests who have solved the problems of this world one after the other with an inexplicable stream from the side ever since they helped Aeris in Urs. It is a disgrace to rely on them originally, but for the gods of this world, who had all sorts of stiffened up and been unable to move in the years of fighting against the evil gods, there is no denying the aspect that had inspired the outfit to move the situation.

I couldn't help but be in a hurry as Elsa, who had a lot of hiccups when she sat in Crest Cave for a long time, but things are better than repeating unexpected behavior here and going straight over here instead of stopping by as a result.

"Well, I've been helped by this for a long time, and would you like to show a little bit of your will as a goddess?"

Unfortunately, with so much help, the conditions are not yet in place for Elsa to interfere directly on the world's systems. The gods of this world who are only a staging device. Without that constraint, it is true that unlimited intervention could destroy the world, but the constraint imposed on maintaining the world prevents it from taking effective measures against its external enemies. The dilemma is very strange, but I can't help it.

It is not possible to interfere directly with enemies or macros due to constraints, but some interference with the terrain is allowed. For your sake, the two men have the moves of God that they are about to reach on their own. Tatsuya is somewhat far away, but Hiroshi's only trigger is enough. If you let Elsa's power touch you via the ground pulse, it'll be enough to trigger you to use the moves.

The Dark Lord is interfering extraneously near the earth's pulse from a distance. It's not hard to guard the ground pulse under the pretext that Elsa will be up against you and give Hiroshi an awakening trigger. It manipulates the earth pulse for that purpose and then inhibits the interference of the Dark Lord, who is trying to do something extra.

"I'm sorry, but I'm caught up in constraints any more. It's painful that we can only help you to this extent, but if you cut us out of here, the reward will be bounced to the limit when it's over."

There was such an excuse to move the pulse of the earth with words, knowing that it was not heard, in the gap where the interference of the Dark Lord had ceased. As a result of the slight movement, the ground vein protected by the power of the goddess rises to the position of surface tread.

"Good luck later"

Elsa threw everything round, wary of extra interference.

"Greatflare!"

Tatsuya unleashes a fireball reinforced by the power of Igleos and burns three balds. The situation had changed quite well.

"You think you can do it!?

"Out of the way"

True harp and Mio intercept Baldo, who tried to storm from the sky. There's the next Baldo who tried to fill that gap.

"Over here. Hey!!

Stop the movement with a single drink of a macro. It is truncated into a true harp as it is and disappears into dust.

"As bad as I have a bad feeling, it's going well..."

"You Baldo retard"

Mechanically, the Baldos work together in what can only be described as an unprotected way. This is what most monsters looked like in the game, but more importantly, Baldo is falling to that level.

If Baldo is produced by means like production, it is also not clear that the pattern of behaviour is poor because this is the only number. The problem is that if you feel like it, you can increase it as much.

More than that, I am concerned that the opponents who mobilized this many Baldos have not put a little bit of a scratch on them. Honestly, I'm really hesitant to use the big moves because I don't think this is the end of it.

"The addition is like oh hey and it sticks like this......!!

The moment I speak up like that, something zombie runs on the spine of the macro. I bounced the two balds in front of me together and forced them to activate the cover move according to their intuition. Let go of the heavy mall and try to attract Spring Vegetables and Tatsuya by your side.

"What?"

"What?"

Spring vegetables and Tatsuya interrupt songs and chants to raise their bewildered voices to the abrupt actions of Hiroshi. Anyway, as far as I can see or detect, it's because I didn't see the elements that the Macro had to guard the two of us.

"Out of the way!!

He kicks Bardo in, who sees it as a good opportunity, and drags Tatsuya slightly further away by fully embracing the spring vegetables. At the same time, no, it was one tempo early, the space twisted and the earth rose, and it became a giant spear and it hit the two of us.