Gang of Yuusha

Adventurer Urud is a rat-sided middle-aged man who has heard forty voices, but is smart looking and eating at a stripper.

I've had several parties with Shoji in the past.

There is skill in handling and judging that crafty material.

The monsters, flora and fauna, or even toxic monsters no one has ever seen, stand up to in the sight of before.

In part because of the use of the Adventurer Alliance as a call, Urud appeared in the Adventurer Alliance with a slightly more vigilant face to Shoji's call.

It is about the early morning when the little bird sounds.

Shoji was just getting the right request while teasing Lilil, the receptionist who rubbed her eyelids as she freshly went to work and looked sleepy, so inviting Urud on an adventure he responded comfortably.

"You, the demon of the underground guild, are you willing to do a regular job?

Urud was sarcastic as he opened the kannon opening door and was moving outside.

The hooded green top is thick, with a triple wrapped sword band around the waist containing a variety of shapes of short knives. Some right angles, some blades whole like Zenmai.

They were all prepared to cut apart the skin, scales, guts and bone meat of the product.

The old skinned jacket and armor that only protects the abdomen don't make you feel cramped.

The clothes are worn out and flaky, but I knew I had no trouble taking care of the sword alone.

Shoji responded quietly to Ulud's tease.

"I'm busy... I haven't tried my arm in a while."

"I can't believe I'm looking for missing persons. It's not gonna be money."

"If you're fishing in a fishing village at midnight and you're missing, it's probably the work of the sea demons. It'll be Desmond's condolence."

"Oh...... oh right. Damn, I forgot. Listen to me. He was unlucky. All of a sudden, Aspidokelon the Great Turtle grabbed me. My union makes the avant-garde susceptible to death."

While mourning the death of a common acquaintance in the past, the two traveled together across horses.

Through the outer wall covering Error Knife Town, head east on the sprawling meadow.

From the cliffs along the road I could clearly see the sand nozzles stretching out to Head Bay.

The streets are also trading roads for out-pushes in neighboring streets, so there are enough groups and merchants travelling around the streets, albeit near the woods.

Forest roads were shaded by tall plants.

Forests in development were lush with native forests, but there was a figure of wood dust cutting down buna trees for pounding and grilling field farming.

There were rumours of massive central development going on around Wang Capital, but in recent years there has been a tendency not to want the development of each city.

Fearing to have too much power, the Error Knife is not limited to exporting fine ore and does not seek to take the lead in the economy with the processing and development of metal products.

The mining grounds in the Mürn Mountains are still fully spinning, and mine workers are desperate to sweat and get tomorrow's food.

Wang Du, like the error knife, is suffering from a shortage of supplies as a result of the war, and grain and food production still remains depressed.

"Shoji. You want to join my union?

Urudo, who has trouble with the topic, has put in an exploration.

Somewhere, I can see and hide my confidence in my belonging.

Joining a superior union is also an absolute condition to make steady money as an adventurer.

It's the quickest way to join a group somewhere to learn know-how, even if you always wanted independence.

Even if you can't fight demons, if you have a piece, you can share it, and even if you can't do anything, you can live as a supply officer.

'Upitel Rock' also had a reputation for being quite a top class and a well-ventilated union.

"I don't have a problem eating solo. And this is how I got back, but I'm going to keep my adventure to the side."

"Well... I'm married. With the daughter of the powder shop on the Legion Commander's introduction. I owe you. It's fun to act with you, but the business behind you is in trouble."

When he uttered what he was feeling comfortable with, Urud was putting his guilt on his face.

I have been with him for a long time, but he tells me out of the blue that he doesn't want to have a home and be conservative and get involved in underground guilds and other businesses.

Firmly nailed, Shoji nodded to Eagle Deep as he manipulated the reins.

Ulud could have never shown up. Yet choosing to meet shows that I went through my in-laws.

"Ulud, I promise I won't force anything today."

"Right. That's fine. Sorry to bother you."

"You don't have to apologize. That would be fine if we could have memorabilia today. You see the village."

A fishing village house was seen from the top of the hill.

The number of gates would be less than a hundred.

Wooden buildings line the grasslands near the sandy beach unplanned.

All of this is fading due to the effects of the sea breeze.

I see an old woman making fish dries and a child running around the hallway of a house without windows.

Along the harbour, the fishermen stitched the nets in a circle and scraped the small fishing boat's fuzz off with a stick.

The clothes I was wearing were full of repairs and I could clearly see how poor they were.

From the Adventurer Guild, take the map with one hand to the victim's family cabin.

When I knocked on the door, the old man looked suspicious.

"I'm from the Adventurer Alliance. I've been asked."

Take out the notebook you put in your chest pocket, open it and show it.

Shoji felt strange about his first sense of work in years, but not even if he was immersed in sentiment.

"Oh yes... my son disappeared five days ago... and my daughter, who was supposed to marry me, was running away and depressed... where are you walking so snuggly? I apologize for letting everyone in the village give me money."

The old man with an empty voice threw his gaze all over the place and then he snuggled to shame.

"I hear you went fishing at night. Was there anything left?

"There was some torn clothes left. Looks like he was hurt... but there was blood on him."

"Okay. Let me see that."

"Ah, ah, it's at the guard post over there... they say it's evidence. Maybe a robbery..."

The direction I was pointed was a stuffing near the lighthouse.

The stone boneless house was built in a tower shape and painted with a flag on the wall, so it's easy to understand.

Urud nodded, and the old man turned his gaze toward him as Shoji tried to walk away.

"Huh, son, are you coming home?

"I can't promise you anything, but I'll find it and do what I ask."

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The sandy beach at the scene of the disappearance was open and the perfect place to quietly enjoy the night fishing.

Nearly two hundred meters away from the fishing village, a forest filled with silence behind it with calm sandy beaches at the front.

It's a great place to catch a fisherman's eye.

But - no screaming, no slight disturbance will ever reach anyone.

"Shoji. What do you think?

"The garrison said it was the work of the bandits, but the fibers were crushed on the cutting surface of the garment. It's all ripped off. Few bandits use loose blades. No matter how incapacitated they are, they use grinding stones."

"You also had shards of meat left in the back of your clothes. It is certainly strange that I cut it with a blade. Are you gonna be a demon after all?

The on-site verification lasted more than thirty minutes while crouching.

Shoji investigated everywhere as he twisted back the sandy beach and flipped through the surrounding driftwood and seaweed.

You think the waves took the evidence and everything, Urudo is just pretending to look for it, making careless moves.

Shoji raised his voice as to whether he had found what he was looking for after a while.

"Ulud, look at the sand at this point. It's a clotted mass of sand. It's a trace of a polymeric liquid sticking to it. Running diagonally, but only here. Who did you drool? It's swollen. You're the type of demon that releases liquids. Seal the opponent's movements before taking away his prey... not a singing mermaid (Seylan), not a witch bird (Halpuia)"

"Then what?

"Don't be shy... you're in office. Don't know the demon ecology. What were you doing, adventurer?

When he returned the clotted chunk of sand as if it had been thrown away and thrown away, Urud opened his hands small with excuse.

"I don't know what to say. Everyone has a role to play. I'm good at taking my prey and peeling it off."

"It's a spelled club. He has a large scissors and his body length exceeds four meters across the width. Humid rock holes and hidden, lurking in the sea, but cowardly and rare to attack humans. Bringing prey into the nest is for preservation, and for fear of external enemies."

"I've never seen it move, but I've dealt with it. That's a rare species. The armor is difficult to process but becomes protective equipment and scratch medicine. Wholesale value is two thousand Eadles per kilo. I can take 50 kilos from one."

"It's nocturnal, but I have the habit of building nests that become beds. Many are rock holes. Strong sense of territory. He should be within a precise radius of five kilometers. It's summer time to cross, and you'll still be around here. I'll track you down."

"How about we ambush you here?

"If two men lurk in a spacious bait yard, they might inspire his vigilance and turn back. You'd better go hunt."

The green vial - the nose potion was removed from a pochette wrapped around his waist, turned upside down and the liquid dropped over his tongue.

Bitter taste.

The tannins left in his throat gradually increase.

Something mysterious runs around the brain miso. The world of consciousness expands so that you wake up.

- Control the feeling of eating up your teeth and getting overwhelmed.

Black eyes turn to red copper. Flesh changes. The nerves are reconstructed and strained.

The petals of birth qualities blossom gracefully.

Get a sense of smell that temporarily equals a hound.

Smell the smell of the residue scattered on the beach.

"The smell of humans and spelled clubs is disappearing into the sea. But it's probably lurking on a rocky cliff on the west side. Remote, but full of rocky reefs and few people, I can tell you it's the perfect place for rough waves and hard for external enemies to come... I'll go check it out"

"Oh."

The two moved down the sandy beach.

He had to swim to look around at the chopped rock reef, wrapped his luggage in a cloth bag for waterproofing along the way, and Shoji and Urud deposited themselves in an extremely cold sea.

Slipping his nose whilst breaststroking, he traced the unique methylene odor that was born with a slight rub on the rock reef. It can be expected that the place where there is still a slight odor is the seabed, not the ground.

Spelled clubs cannot live alone in the sea. I need to get some air. Living in the ocean, every now and then, it's an ecology that could make a face but make a twist.

When I dived, I discovered something that looked like an entrance to a submarine cave.

He dived and proceeded, entering the dark cave. Mossy rock skin is slippery.

Crawling up from the waterfront, the cave continues everywhere.

Huge crabs are suitable for housing and the ceiling is high.

The loess stone columns that are deposited like caves in the bell cave are stabbing.

The wetness was noticeable on the floor, and the puddles were slight.

A red dot-patterned mushroom flew a spore and grew slightly on the mossy spots of walls and rock shelves.

"I'm fifty meters away. He's smarter than a human being. So far, he seems to be tummy ready for the winter. You're eating."

"Damn, you can't see anything in the dark. Can't you see?"

I tried waving my hand in the dark, but I didn't know how it worked or anything.

Urud was also in Shoji's hands to rise to land, a step ahead of him in creating confusion over the lack of much light.

"It just stinks. But I can tell by the senses, even if they're invisible. If the sense of smell is alive, the enemy can be killed."

"I just remembered that you're a god-loved street corner brave (street braver), damn it!

As he stood still, Urud lowered the backpack he carried on his back and took out the light-source stone cantera by hand.

Pass through trace amounts of magic. The twisted stone in the center of the puffy glows lightly.

Warm light dissipated through the glass. Wet in water is fine if it is magical light.

Among the two wetters, Ulud was wiping his face with a mess by hand.

Shizuku falls from his clothes and Shoji, who creates spots on the ground, stares into the dark.

"He's usually a guy who eats sea lions and large bottom fish... but he seems to notice intruders entering his territory. I looked back. You look like a female with an egg. Nods both appetizing and aggressive. Moved to the ceiling. Probably an abrupt stomach attack from the top."

"Oh, come on, it's time to fight."

"Ulud. They're coming. Faster than expected. Stay back if you can. I'll do it."

I took the speed potion out of the ammo belt and drank it. Return the empty bottle to its original location.

It's been a long time since we've killed each other with demons.

Moving his wrist, Shoji dropped his hips and took a stand to confront the monster who jumped out of the shadows of the darkness.

Take off the boot you were wearing and make it a lighter bare leg.

The lower body is focused on strengthening due to the effect of the speed potion gaining the acceleration force.

Hit-and-away fighting is great for a wide area.

Frightened Urud held both of the biggest mountain swords he had with his hips.

Cantera is placed on the ground and is not enough to illuminate the area.

"Coming."

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The Spelled Club was moving its giant body at high speeds.

He captures the Shoges with two pairs of oblique gray eyeballs.

With a muddy methyl, she cleverly manipulates ten legs and crawls through the ceiling to defy gravity.

Its method of travel, made possible by the adhesive effect of fine fibrous hair and tough multilegs - makes a move that betrays the appearance of dull weight.

It was unexpected that the smell of food prey came beside me, and confusion appeared as a leg tremor, but there was no rescheduling.

The combat style that favors ambushes is unchanged and starts preparing the ejection fluid from a different sticky bag from the stomach.

You have to get some air in front of your mouth. Mix with it.

A captive-specific body fluid that usually does not have viscosity but when it touches the outside air, it contains moisture to obtain viscosity.

As long as we seal the movement of the prey, it belongs to us, and the humans vulnerable to the darkness will know nothing.

Release the discharge to the two bars - it has never come off.

but.

One of the prey scratched out.

White and cloudy ejection fluids stick to the floor surface and become empty.

Shoji grabbed one leg of the Spelled Club and pulled it off at once. I hear a blurry, flashy noise and some of her is missing.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Screaming in the cave.

I swayed my square-shaped body trying to escape the bulge and pain. Shoji tried to grab his leg with just one more bottle, but was ruined, so he missed it.

She turned around to unleash an angry attack. The width is wide beyond Shoji's expectations.

It's over four meters. Do you have about six or seven? Amazing size. As an individual, the maximum is updated.

The back length was also more than two metres long, and the shoji took the form of being overlooked.

He rattled the scissors only once, pointing a giant blade at them to tangle the prey. A terribly cleavage weapon that cuts humans in two.

Shoji handled it calmly. He lowered his head at the impending object, kicked the ceiling and stepped down close to his original position. Originally, he was in an impossible position because he hung only on his toes on the ceiling.

Spelled Club, who saw him escape, also comes down from the ceiling and strikes without letting his hair in.

Approaching like a circle while moving straight to the side, but not entirely walking sideways. Sometimes it bends at a steep angle, and it runs to the zigzag.

Shoji fisted up the most powerful likely big scissors as two scissors and three small crab scissors hit him almost simultaneously.

One side of the giant rises on a sharp upper cut.

The impact of the impact was immediately communicated.

The feeling of tapping a heavy object. The exoskeleton of chitin is still stiff.

The other big bass will fly the day after tomorrow because of the disfigurement and it will be empty.

The other leg captured part of Shoji's body. It was a powerless beating and when I did Shoji's body, I rarely hit him, mutilating some of his shoulder and flank skin, but with the blow, he only made shallow wounds because of his loss of power.

We should have made it, but Shoji dared to step aside and enter the nostalgia of the Spelled Club. Attitude to beat from the inside.

It happens to inflict a series of fist strikes.

The body surface also slips because of the wetness.

My fist skin became bloody like it had been scraped to pieces by Yasuri.

Finally, he flips himself over and spins and kicks into his head and chest.

The spelled club, rocking itself into a hawk, tried to escape by squeezing his eyeballs, whether it was because of the damage or because he was scared to fight back, but Shoji squeezed his bottom leg on the ground.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

My shoulder muscles snapped. A giant crab that is more than double its own lifts flutteringly.

A giant of incredible size rose but curved in the air, slamming him to the other side.

Gucci makes a nasty noise and one leg falls out.

The collision with the ground caused the stone floor to be missing and some of it flew somewhere.

I guess the multileg is originally a detachable structure. Several of the pieces Shoji hasn't touched are bent and the tip of the joint is missing.

My teeth chirp weakly.

Now it's time to be stiff with shock.

"Whoa!

He approached all the opportunity and grabbed his eyeballs with both hands, squeezing them.

This makes it harder to fight back even if you run away.

My eyeballs broke and my body fluids scattered like I had crushed my eggs all the time.

Right above the mouth where the lobster and bubbles erupted, he hit a kick to the forehead and pushed it out.

"Whoa, whoa!

Shoji also forgot to exist. Ulud roared, waving a mountain sword and piercing the sword from directly next to the weak Spelled Club.

I had anticipated a gap so that it wouldn't get in the way, but it would be an outfit that showed a minute of courage.

He swept through the sword and pushed it in with a face of death, twirling and twirling through the guts of a sobbing spelled club.

That became a todome.

Lost in battle, she was utterly silent and lay low on the ground.

Shoji massaged his neck and punched that head again with his fist to make sure his prey was dead. It sounds like you tapped the bell with a go-on.

No response whatsoever.

It illuminated the presence of blue blood as Cantera drifted so hard.

There is even a smell of Iso from the blood.

"Thanks for following me."

"Bi, I'm scared. We have six meters. This. Screw it."

"Let's get some rest. This guy's body fluids stink and I can't wait. Let's light a fire and warm up."

Beating the firestone, Shoji began to burn solid fuel.

Take off your clothes and wash them with sea water.

The clear loose fluid was difficult to fall off and had to be rubbed off with light stones.

"Shoji, this guy, can you eat?

I don't know if the exaltation of the battle is missing. Urud is excitedly holding one of his legs on the carcass, breaking his joints and sticking his hands in the contents of his legs.

The clear crab meat is stunned.

Urud shrugged to his curiosity, the aroma of Iso is strong.

"You can eat, but I'm a lunch box."

"Oh well. Hey, I'll try it. Yeah, it's sweet, something."

Lunch began with a break.

In the meantime, Urud recommended Spelled Club meat to Shoji many times, but each time he put in a no. There are about two reasons why you don't try to mouth the meat of a demon.

The first reason is to get rid of the lunch I brought you.

Another reason is because you can't still eat demonic meat and recover.

It's not a good time to eat a spelled club and heal the damage.

Yes, we should wait a little longer.

- The brave men were currently taking off the arms and clothes they were wearing and eating dinner in the first place while surrounding the fire in their underwear.

There is still a search for missing persons.

I was sorry to wander through the cave with my wet clothes, and I was trying to keep my clothes covered in rocks and on fire to dry.

Urud seems to think he won't have to dive back into the ocean, but Shoji knows he'll have to dive back because he couldn't smell the outside air in the cave. As for him, I was going to teach him on the brink and make fun of him.

"Ugh, this. What do you say?"

"No, fine."

Urudo, who hits his huge leg as it is, was soaking his mouth wet with crab juice and sparkling his eyes.

The sweetness characteristic of the crab, which is tangled in the tongue, seems to make it superb and entertain Urud.

Nevertheless, it is also the flesh of a monster who has been hostile until earlier.

Urud's insensitivity is a glitch that lives as an adventurer from day to day.

"Hey, Shoji. What kind of a joke is a pink lunchbox? No, wait... you're lying. You married, too?

"I'm not married, but a woman made it"

Shoji was a character lunch box.

A sandwich is the main dish, and a bear made of bread fabric smiles and waves. If he had said he had made it with his own taste, Urud might have died laughing.

No way is a dancing girl like a pushing wife - I can't say my gang mates are making it.

When Shoji clouded his words, Urud raised and lowered his jaw many times with a translator's face.

"I get it. I'm pretty lost, too. The other guy was pretty cute but a little scrupulous when he laughed, he looked angry, and he didn't have any milk. But I'm starting to get distracted when I get along. It all seems trivial."

"Oh."

In vague reply to the sudden couple's taming story, Urud stared at the swinging flames with his hands on his knees.

I can go on as if I was sensed by something or remembered a scenario from the past.

Shoji found out that he was trying to open his mind, so he asked silently.

"It's about one day. I failed at work. My mistake." Upitel Rock "It took a month's work in total. I was lucky enough to catch and strip the Golden Feilong children, but the scales rubbed each other because they were packed in bags and the product value declined. The gold is no longer worth it. I was so depressed, I kept thinking about paying for my failures, I tried to escape the Union."

"That hurts."

"My people in the Union blamed me. Anyone who didn't say anything avoided me, too. Everybody's got a life ahead of them. For what I was desperate for, naturally. I'd rather hide in the clouds than be borne in debt."

"I get it."

"He didn't run away from me in debt. You've got my back. Taking all the property to pay the debt at all, the captain forgave me. He told me it was a mistake for everyone. My people forgave me, too. I was forgiven for not running away. I've decided to marry her, too. I didn't run away."

"Good story. I forgot to tell you, congrats on your marriage. Let's toast."

I snapped a glass.

I don't know Ulud's wife's face, but Shoji also knew that having a belt was courageous.

"Oh, that's not a bad story. Well... you're getting married soon."

Shoji felt uncomfortable with his eyes as he looked far away.

Without any desire to consolidate herself, nor did Lorelei, who made lunch boxes - she is still at an impossible age to marry, also making peace signs in her brain.

Assuming you offered to marry, you could be white-eyed instead of being celebrated from many quarters.

I drank the perfect potion to delude myself. Anyway. As a means to recover damage.

For a moment only, the flesh is enveloped by white tongue.

Light luminescence became a healing breeze to provide sobriety inside. Sensation of something comfortable circulating the nerves and blood. The scratches heal. The red bruises on the body also disappeared beautifully.

My head gets hot and my intoxication pushes over.

I can't even go lari because I'm at work.

Peppered and peeled the hardened blood on his bloody fist.

The peeled skin has been newly repaired.

Sneaking a glimpse of Ulud groaning to confirm, Shoji slapped his knee.

"Okay, let's find the body."

"Wait, Shoji, isn't that a potion? I've never seen it pure white. What kind of purity?"

"It's a potion in the back world. That's why it works great. Even the dead rise."

"Oh, good... give me one"

- It took.

I would have used a lot of joint moves to defeat them, or I would have bothered to beat down enemies that smash them with power potions.

I don't eat demonic meat because I've been waiting for this.

I thought if I showed the effect of Perfect Potion, I would eat it.

Urudo, who was the first to be wary, is completely unraveling.

It must be working that we lived and died together.

Standing up, Shoji put his sleeves through his clothes.

Pretend you're not paying attention.

He put it on and sighed, with a negative look on his face.

Show me you're willing to ride, and if I take it from you, my vigilance may turn back.

"This is a forbidden item. It works great but can also be addictive. Even possession would be a misdemeanor."

"I'll use anything I can save my injured buddy. Change the color with red and put it in a middle potion container and you won't find out."

"Yes, but you must be a legitimate adventurer."

"Even thugs like you are an official. Plus, he's an S-rank adventurer. He has a much more legitimate and better position than I do. Say it as soon as possible. Let your friends take safety precautions."

The information seems to be flowing well enough.

Sometimes evil stands out.

People are more inclined to hear about bad behavior than the right one.

I giggled inside and pretended to drop my shoulder.

"... how about 20,000 Eadles a bottle? It's a precious item. I'll make it easier... but use it."

"Thank you. Of course, I'll use it when the time comes."

Then don't bother - I want my people to be proud of me.

I want you to spread the rumor and get more people to want it.

Should I have had him injured in person - but I've already defeated the demon.

Shoji didn't even give his thoughts a bite about it, prompting him to explore in the cave.

Even without nose potion, the smelly Spelled Club dwellings were scattered with leftovers.

In it, the human bones were for a few, but they were white boned, and all that time was running out.

There is a strange odor from the leftovers of sea beasts such as sharks, sea lions, whales, dolphins, ayes, etc.

It was nested when it reached what seemed to be the deepest point.

Seaweed overlapped in a vortex, and there was a brand new body right next to it.

The body, which was also streaked against the wall, is missing a right leg and a right arm, with signs of the abdomen eaten and part of the organ popping out of the skin.

Recently added man's body.

It seems gradually greedy and lacking everywhere.

"Eggs......"

As soon as Urud approached him snugly and put his hand on his shoulder, he flew away.

Point at the body and pull his jaw as he holds down his heart.

"Whoa, he's alive, this guy!

"... you're lying. They're eating my guts out."

"Because it's true! But you're already a bug breath..."

I thought it was a joke. When Shoji approached, it was slight, but Hugh breathed.

Clothes are bloody and not angry on the face. Even if we approach, we don't wander around asking for rescue. I guess I'm unconscious.

It is unclear how long has passed since the deadly damage was inflicted on the human body, but there is no doubt that it survives.

Shoji decided to give the man the perfect potion of his hand, even though he felt like throwing it away at Dob.

In a way, it becomes a bet.

If this guy comes back to life, there will be no more doubts about efficacy, and Urud will admire it.

On the other hand, if you fail, you lose credibility.

It is positioned as a healing drug that is a little better than high potion.

Percibel, the only alchemist aiming to purify recovery.

How powerful is her perfect potion?

Let's try one.

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"Son Yikes...... oh you idiots! I gave up on you!

As the fisherman's father held his still debilitating son crying, he slapped him on the shoulder many times.

Time to feel alive.

The villagers gather straw to survive the monster's demon.

After a while, I turned back to the Shoges.

"Thank you! Thank you so much! What a thank you."

"I just did my job for the price. The demon has been exorcised, but from now on it is inadvertently not to walk alone. If you're in a group, most witty demons stay away from humans."

Shoji spanned the horse with a concise answer that could be taken cold.

I didn't even want to get thanked more than I had to, not for the help of people and other patterns.

Ulud, who packed a bag of spelled club crusts in a saddlebag (walnut) on both sides of the horse, also got it, but when he leaves the village, he talks in a good mood.

I've been wanting to talk to you and I've been nagging.

"I didn't expect you to restore it to your limbs. It's equivalent to the sacred magic of the Royal Priest."

"I'm surprised, too. Originally, he may have had his fair share. Normally, it won't. Extremely rare."

Was it packed with more high-purity liquids among the purity of the perfect potion, or was it under the influence of magic while spending time with demons?

The Spelled Club is a powerful demon.

It is not surprising that it was affected if it was also spoken of as part of its body fluids as drinking water.

One cannot be certain now, but Urud did not suspect Perfect Potion to be God's drink.

You won't be able to help but talk to your people about this event, and it will definitely serve as an advertising tower.

"Shoji, let's get you into" Upitel Rock. "You're talented. Technique, skill, skill."

"I'm happy to invite you. But I'm an addict (junkie). It's not for collective action."

"Don't worry about that. Well, think about it."

"Oh...... right"

I used to dream of living as an adventurer.

Now you can take another step back and look far enough.