Maid Will Go on Through Thick and Thin!

The maid is a maid even though her gear has changed. If I was wearing made-up clothes, I would be made-up. Hello.

Why not change to gear that's not made-up clothes, because if you're not wearing made-up clothes, you're kind of restless.

And because of the unexpectedly high protective performance of made-up clothing.

Actually, I tried to 'appraise' this and found out, but, oh, my God! More than the dressing of Suzumoto, more than the president's white coat! You're so proud of your defense!

I mean! I'm wearing those made-up clothes and a big, high defensive inner!

After Torikai, Hornsan-kun, Needlework, and Kaiya in armor, you and I take fifth place in the same row!

... I'm starting to feel like something isn't very awesome.

Besides, in this way, the wonder that the dressing of Suzumoto and the President's poor performance of white clothes are more pronounced than the good performance of my maid clothes.

Why?

So today is the day to start southbound.

That's why I'll make lunch in addition to breakfast.

Let's go with bread for breakfast, shall we? If it's rice every day, I'll buy some discomfort from the bakers in the morning.

Bread, jam and vegetable soup, I guess. As usual. Well, you won't have to elaborate too much from the morning.

I just want to finish lunch, so I wonder if it's rice balls and miso soup. Add whether the fish was roasted or the meat boiled. Brilliant protein.

If you balance it with plenty of vegetables in miso soup, you'll be fine, maybe.

And, well, if I was up for it like that, you guys woke up earlier than usual.

It's usually after 8: 00 when I'm bad, but they're all here today at 7: 00.

So when I have breakfast, I'm leaving.

"Look, Maido."

"I won't participate in the attack, if I'm tired, I'll tell you, if anything happens, I'll run away!

I've heard so much about octopus in my ears, I can tell you now.

"Ketrami, you too, please."

"Ha," "Yes, sir."

(I am the only one who can hear Ketrami's voice in the sub audio.

And leave like that.

Because this is the second time I've been out and traveling. Well, I didn't know if it had much fresh flavor, or anything, but it changed the scenery in about two hours down south, and it was fresh. In an unpleasant way.

"It's like a desert zone around here."

"Right. Ahhh."

I don't know why, but can the terroir be so different even though it's not a great distance?

The sun is strong beyond the concrete jungle of mid-summer.

No, maid clothes are hard because they have long sleeves.

I'm not talking about sweating or anything like that.

It's dry. It's dry.

"Suzumoto or something? I'll go through with all the armor."

"I'm... better than Torikai I guess... but it's hard"

The armor set was much more so. Heavy and hot and hot. In Kakusa-san's "Flame Resistance," unfortunately, he can't seem to resist the heat.

"The ground is hot..."

The ground is hot, and you're okay with Mr. Ketrami? I asked, "It's cooler than a dragon's brace."

Have you ever bathed in dragon braces? I'm losing track of Mr. Ketrami.

"Isn't this a little impossible to march on?

Hanagasaki is the only person with "warm and cold resistance", one cool face. Chickshaw.

Though I still can't walk with my feet taken by the sand.

"But if we're moving on, maybe we'll all have 'heat resistance' or something?

"Uh... what do we do?

"Let's just get to the limit. If you get unbearable, get out of the room and pull back."

"I don't... uh, shit, ahhh"

"I'll leave as much water as I want, so tell me. Because dehydration is scary."

But the water leaves Jouro.

"... ah... glowed"

I think it's a dog tag that glowed.

"Ah, uh, it's attached, 'Heat Resistant'! Hyah ho ho ho ho!"

Birdsea was the first. Naturally.

"Uh-huh, all of a sudden it's comfortable... Oh, Maido, water and 'cleaning' please"

"All right."

Let the water shake in Jouro like rain from above Mr. Ketrami for a water shower. And 'clean' with a giant hatchet. If you start thinking about how it works, you don't have the crunch to do it and lose excess moisture, which means... let's stop.

"... Oh, I came with it too. Me too, water and hataki."

"Gone."

Kakusan, I hear you also have 'heat resistance' attached.

I knew armor was tough.

"... Ah shit, did it finally come with you? I'm the last?

"Last. I didn't know you were slower than me."

That's how I marched in the desert. In 3 hours, Suzumoto also had 'Heat Resistance', and now everyone has' Heat Resistance '.

... Ah, Hanagasaki-kun originally had 'warm cold resistance' so no change.

"I'd like to have dinner for now..."

"Right, why don't we take a break?

We've managed to get all of them tolerant, too, and we're expanding the room for dinner and a break.

There's nothing convenient about air conditioning, but Hanagasaki-kun cooled me down with ice magic and wind magic. Uh, comfortable.

"Heat Resistance" seems to be a skill that makes you feel less hot than a certain amount of heat, and it's hot for once.

But there's a difference between a sauna and a sunset in May.

I also took a break, so I marched in the desert again.

There will be monsters on the road, too. Well, something doesn't seem so strong.

Small dog-sized muckades, shopping cage-sized scorpions, walking cactus, that sort of comes out, but mostly ends up being truncated with an avant-garde knife.

Instead, some of the muckades were recovered to the bird sea because they were made of metal, the scorpion venom was collected by the president, and throwing weapons were used against needlework because the cactus thorns were surprisingly sturdy.

Poor thing.

Well, if the monster is strong in this heat, you're out of hand.

It's night.

It's night...... after dinner, I'm walking again.

The desert at night is cold.

So I'm also going to put on 'Cold Resistance'... No, I don't know, yeah, that's awesome.

Cold, cold, sleepy.

After about three hours of walking, everyone's "Cold Resistance" was attached (except Hanagasaki-kun), and thanks to that, everyone's "Heat Resistance" was ranked up as "Warm Cold Resistance".

Because why did you want to have 'warm cold resistance', Hanagasaki said that he had been caught on fire by a guy like a little elephant emitting flames, and he had smashed ice magic at zero distance to counter it...

Kabir, who cured it, said, "Yeah, Mr. Maido shouldn't have seen it, it felt like it".

Frostbite and burn. Well, that's gonna be hard, then.

Well, I guess it's better if I just didn't burn to death.

"Then it's time to go to bed"

"Let's get the room out a little higher. What about around there?"

"Hmm, isn't that okay? I sensed you, and I don't have any enemies."

The reason why you leave your room high up is the number one cause of death in the desert.

I mean, it's drowning.

Desert sand, it's too dry to play water.

And when a scour descends on such sand, the water flows without staining.

Where it flows, between dunes and dunes, of course, is a valley.

Because these places are the easiest to walk to, there are people in these places, but there are rainwater like cannon water Hello, so you drown to death.

So it didn't always rain while I was sleeping, so I left my room at a high place.

I'm also allergic to sleeping in Mr. Ketrami on a boulder today, so I sleep indoors.

Long time no futon, well, isn't this good? It's inferior to Mr. Ketrami, but the futon is good after all. If I had time, I would count it on the day, so it is a fluke.

All right, good night.

Good night. What an hour or so I've been woken up.

It's Mr. Ketrami's howl.

I wondered if something had happened again, and I went outside with a piece instead of bedtime clothes, and you were all already armed and assembled. Do it, I don't even have any letters on my arm.

But I don't even seem to have time to change.

In front of you, big snake.

It's a big snake, ma'am. You feel like you're watching a train too long.

... Is that like Ketrami, the so-called "Unique Monster"?

Snakes aren't dogs, so "Keeper Dog's Dog's Dog" won't work.

I can't help it, I'll leave this to all of you.

In the meantime activate "Prayer Song" and "Wish Song" to raise the bottom of your abilities.

I'll leave you guys to it. I just thought I'd run.

The snake looked at me. Super watching.

... Ya suck. A maid without a frog stared at by a snake.

And at the next moment, I ignored all the avant-garde people as much as I could, and I was there later, and I tried to accelerate and rush in in in an instant.

...... Hi-ya-ya-ya-yay!? Nande!?

Even if you rush to the side to escape, the hour is already late.

Pfft.

... swallowed whole.

I feel one way or another unhappy that I didn't pass out for now.

First, I was just poisoned in the oral cavity.

My body doesn't move. It hurts. It's just melting. It's melting! It's melting, me!

That one, it's a digestive enzyme, I'm sure.

Oh, no, no, no, not if you're thinking calmly. I managed to escape on my own... I can't do it. Something that won't move!

I'll at least try "fire magic" with resistance, but it's precisely the high fire level of the stove, so it's known.

Besides, it seems that this irritated the snake, and he took it to his stomach at once.

It is a stomach.

Repeat. It is the stomach.

It's already melting with poison and digestive enzymes, but it's melting any more.

... This, I think, would have died easier if I had passed out...

But unfortunately, my consciousness is clear.

I try to use my skills all the time because of the final bad scratch.

I was here instead of sleeping clothes. One piece or something, it's so melted that it doesn't boost the MP, but well, let's just do it.

I hope I die easy, the expectation is off, and the moment I reached the stomach-like place, something blew up already.

It's because it's melted alive.

My body doesn't move either, so I repeat all the bad scratches already, like "Fire Magic," "Fiber Alchemy," "Fermentation," but in the meantime it melts more and more. If my stomach melts, my guts come out and it melts too. Blood keeps pouring out and my head keeps turning. You don't have feet anymore because you don't feel them, here. Oh, my hands are melting, too, this.

They're screaming, and they're shooting at his throat. Ha. You're not gonna do it, are you? Yeah.

There was nothing more I could do, so I decided to put my forehead on the stomach wall and 'share' it at the end.

Hi, huge amount of information. And goodbye consciousness.

My consciousness, which was already at various limits, blew away with it.

... I would have died a little easier if I had done this from the beginning. Uh, silly.