Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

Day two of the Falv militancy.

In front of the gods (avatars) gathered on the pedestal of God, lunches of the offering were spread out.

Ritna ordered it from Oriental, but she herself said she was busy with her main business, packing it in a booth in the street village.

While thanking her for that, the minute gods open their lids.

That would associate an indoor lunch box if Yut or Akane saw it, except in the form of rice. Orthodox, such as fried dashi rolled eggs and grilled fish in a simmer, but high quality products are lined up.

The serving is also heart-shattering in detail, equal to a single piece of art.

"I wanted to show you to Riya..."

"I bet you're still sketching in the venue today."

A god of knowledge, a goddess of death and witchcraft mourns the goddess of beauty, while feeding each other amicably. I just wanted to show it to you, and in that I didn't say I wanted to feed you, I have no other intention... I should.

Next to it, the Ducommerce Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine (Avatar) cooks lunch and drinks, and the Hellenic Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine The miso marination of white fish had also given this goddess of war a fresh surprise. I didn't know this would give it rich flavors and flavors. Oriental seasoning, difficult to insult.

Unlike yesterday - although I have enough - today only this lunch box.

Because of this, a sight that, although it lays hairs rather than leisure seats, can also be considered a guardian seat for athletic events, depending on what you see.

But the sight shown on the outer walls of the arena was tragic and extreme.

"There's some blood shining, Egg Yan's getting even bigger, and the masked swordsman is strangely worn out that he's not dead."

Merla's reality is never exaggerated either.

Masked Swordsman - Alsace was falling apart.

Rarely beaten by Exile, so strange to be alive.

"Hmm. Pretty good"

Is that a word for Alsace or a feeling for cooking? The goddess of war, known as "ever-winning”, wipes her mouth and speaks praise.

Whatever the dish was, it drew it from Exile to Divine Liberation (Purge). Alsace may say that he lost the game but won the battle.

Yes. I sacrifice myself and entrust it to my people. Alsace's life was also very much in line with Hellenonian aesthetics.

"Ha ha. Also, Heavenly Grass Warrior's ops win."

To Yut's triumph, Zeras God is also pleased. Lacia retreated after inaction of Exile in Circle of Stan, a mourning demon formation, due to an ambush by hidden arms.

It may not be a squared battle, but it is a triumph narrowed in wisdom. As a family member of the Knowledge God, I would be able to give you a passing score.

"You seem so happy. I'm glad Ritna's not here."

Truss-Sink God, who says so, was also as happy as he was about me.

Yut, a family member of the husband god and favorite Arsian husband. Besides, Yut once showed a man a duel for Alcia.

It no longer seemed like the couple were about to miss Yut.

It was tragic, but both the gods and the people who watch it cheer for the battle that has exhausted their dying power. Without such an opportunity, it would never have been seen, because it is a confrontation.

But such a soothing viewing landscape also changes in the next game.

"Ray Cruz......"

"Even now, intervene?

"Is that what you can do"

The Hellenonian god denies the sinister question of the Zeras god.

The truth about Ray Cruz and Suigil's sad love song, told from Vainamarinen. The truth about Ray Cruz falling into darkness.

To the truth buried in darkness, the audience ceases.

That would be natural, too. Because good and evil were inverted, and the victim and the perpetrator were replaced.

Regardless, the Divine Bodies for being here - even the most unrelated Ducommerce God - grasp the fact.

And it wasn't a question of being able to shoulder either.

As a matter of fact, the act of Effilroth, the maiden of the forest, is right as a god.

By welcoming the victim, Szigil, as the apostle of God, it becomes a punishment for the elves inside who offered her as a sacrifice. He'll be in the "Forest of Eternity” where the dead elves spend until they get their lives again, with narrow shoulders.

It may seem sweet with that degree of punishment, because that is Ray Cruz's point of view. I can't punish you any more as a race god, outside of stripping you of the honor of being an apostle and returning you to earth.

But this is only rightness from God's point of view.

As if to prove it, the gods for being here, to the maidens of the woods. And I was literally feeling my anger for the gods on my skin.

"It's not a problem..."

Truss-Sink God Crush.

This was the word that stood for the gods.

"I can't just leave you in trouble."

"But if we can fix it, let's do it."

Zeras God shrugs his shoulders and Ducommerce God tilts his drink cup.

The Hellenonian God remains firmly bound to his lips.

Of course, the gods weren't keeping their hands shut either. Other gods have advised Effilroth, who have bowed their way around the area.

But even if it's God, no, that's why it's hard to be right by being pointed out the error. Afterwards, Effilroth was unacceptable because he was complacent that he was doing the right thing.

Even if Ray Cruz falls in the middle of the road, the evil gods will provide assistance.

This conflict has come to an area where it can no longer be accommodated by the death of a party.

"In the end, you have to realize your own mistakes."

“Constant victory," Helenonia said in a tone that pushed away, staring harshly at Valtrude's defeat to Ray Cruz.

The harshness is not unrelated to the fact that the decision-maker was accompanied by the indestructible swordsman Ginni O. Igle, who was the enemy.

But that was also no big deal compared to the spiciness of witnessing the loss of believers.

I just can't give you a hand or anything, all the more so.

For Helenonia, the "ever-winning", knows no defeat, and therefore cannot restore the defeated children. What a teething thing to be able to only watch.

Never, never put it on your face or on your words, but don't worry about Valtrude.

"Well, don't be so sad."

I comfort such a Hellenonian God with a beautiful boy with a good look on his face.

"My family, Heavenly Grass Brave, will take hold of my enemies."

"You're confident."

"Naturally. Guys, you know what I mean."

Not to say what - the god of knowledge, Zeras, smiles confidently.

The minute divine body of the Knowledge God did not doubt the victory of his own family.

Regardless, there is a basis for previous achievements and compatibility with Ray Cruz.

But more than anything.

They hurt the woman they like, and they're not the kind of yuuts who put up with it.

And the prophecy of Zeras God became a reality.

It also surpassed Vainamarinen's predictions, relentlessly poking Ray Cruz's weakness.

"But it's nothing special about this. If it's for Val, I'll try to win as many times as I can. So, Val - me and, again, come with me!

Yut's proposal is in the arena. No, it resonates to the whole pedestal of God.

The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) jumps into the bosom of the Archmage.

Glory and victory.

A primitive construct of beating a mighty enemy to get a beautiful woman.

The gods blessed it at all costs, too.

"Brilliant. Brilliant."

Zeras god who rejoices in letting go.

"Same as always, but winning is winning."

Helenonian god who seems slightly dissatisfied.

"It's a triumph to use a science spell. You can't even complain."

Truss-Sink God in such a way as pleasure.

"Well, I can appreciate the fact that you fisted the last one."

Somehow, the Ducommerce God, whose weapons seemed to have been treated crudely and seemed dissatisfied.

All of which, if Yut had listened, he must have said back that it was an extra favor.

"You seem satisfied."

"Absolutely. It was worth coming all the way here."

That's what I say, the God of Knowledge looks up to heaven.

Minutes As a god, but I visited in large numbers, naturally, for a reason.

Reasons existed for each, but it must be said, after all, that as many as seven pillars of God gather in one place on earth. If so, the gods in heaven, good or evil, will also pay attention.

That is no exception to Effilroth, the maiden of the woods, patron saint of the elves.

From far heights, but you must have seen it. You must have felt it.

Tell the humans how the deeds of Effilroth, the maiden of the woods, were seen.

Their outrage must have arrived.

And didn't it hurt to see Yut?

That even if you're human, you don't know what to do if you piss him off.

No way, it's not an exception because you're ascending the floor of God.

To let you know this, the god of knowledge, Zeras, and others, stepped into the martial arts. I simply never came to see you.

Of course, they are gods with power far beyond man.

It is also equivalent to playing with children, such as giving multiple meanings to a single act.

"The rest depends on who you are."

"This is just a matter of interference."

To the worrying tone of the Hellenonian God, the Zeras God answers as he thrust away. In fact, any more interference is difficult.

"Unfortunately, my lord."

"Right. Trying to go home..."

"- Is Riya good?

I was about to start a return schedule, and the Ducommerce God makes confirmations in such a way as a one-off.

Well timed, just there, just as yesterday the soulful Riya God came fluttering. It's a soul-exhausted kind of flavor, but only your eyes hang on to your expectations.

But look at the empty lunchbox, it turns into despair.

"Oh, lunch... what?

"There isn't."

Hellenonian God's terminal and cruel response.

They are also gods.

I would never commit the same foolishness.

Therefore, today we only had enough for each of them to eat.

"Terrible......"

But as yesterday, to the goddess of beauty and art who was counting on leftovers, a brutal ending. Fluffy, falling over the fur.

"Oh, yeah. Well, I left you some money."

Proceeds from Kamikaze (Amrita) shake ice. I put the rest of that copper coin in the palm of the rear god. Grabbing that penny all the time, the god's share of the god of Riya. The god weeps.

That's joy and sadness. Which tear - only God knows.