Meikyuu Toshi no Antique Shop

Hi, Anemone. Do you have a boy?

What, did you go out on business?

At the corner, it's a bad time to say that this Tristan has arrived.

He said he'd be right back? Then do you want me to wait?

... Oh, I'm so sorry.

If you can drink this coffee that Anemone put me in, then be happy.

Hey, how you doing? How's it going with the kid?

You don't have to be so lit up.

If you're close, that's more than anything.

We're blurry.

Old man. Short old man should earn as much liquor as he can drink that day.

Yeah, speaking of which, yes.

Listen to me for a second.

I had a really tough time exploring this last time.

We have a grandfather named Apartment, right?

Well, we're all grandfathers at our party.

Yeah, well, that's a big dwarf with plenty of bellies.

I don't know what makes you such a giant if you eat it, but he's a guy who eats everything anyway.

I can't drink to Dwarf habits, but I can always put something in my mouth.

Besides, the cliché is "I'm hungry."

No, I'm not in love with you.

He's a horn in a rabbit, a foodie.

I'm so worried that my stomach might be broken watching.

When he pukes the word 'I can't eat anymore', maybe it's just when he's dreaming.

But even such a foodie is an indispensable face for our 'old man (Rotles)'.

Make it the only avant-garde position and an indomitable warrior.

Maybe if it's just the arms of a weapon ♦ it's one of the best you've got.

Well, anyway, let's see if he gets a new weapon.

"The Hammer of Destruction" is another great substitute.

Even dungeon walls and columns can be gunned down, and they can sink in about a single blow in the golem.

A horn in a raven, a reliable weapon.

That's why we were so happy right after we got it.

I thought this would make fighting a lot easier.

But the trouble is, this guy had a fatal flaw.

If you ask, Anemone might think it's no big deal.

But this is definitely a problem.

What the hell do you think it is?

... I get hungry every time I wave.

That's the price of a grant tool.

He said, "You, offer your own food."

Needless to say, hunger is one of the biggest enemies in the quest for dungeons.

In some cases, it could be worse than a big monster.

There's no way out of here.

This guy is a really difficult problem.

Explorers are the more you raise your arms, the more trouble you will have with the food problem.

Because going behind the dungeon means that you're going to need so much food.

But there's also a limit to the amount you can take at once.

Fortunately, we have some magic bags, and I use one of them instead of the pantry.

I wonder if there's as much room as a big one.

It's just actually because the one in the condo is about a big meal, it doesn't last a week even if it's tight.

When he comes home from exploration, he's often a jerk.

"This isn't enough," or "I'm hungry."

I'm not a kid, so I'm telling you to be patient, which is a big problem for him.

Hungry is a natural enemy.

He's been lost in the woods and nearly starved to death when he was a kid about anything. He said he ate the little goat he knew there crying.

It gets sexually hard when I'm hungry from then on. They are.

Well, in that relationship, it was decided to use "Hammer of Destruction" only for time.

I wonder if I'm going to run into a very strong monster or die in battle.

... but I'm sure the lady knows, Explorer is always a life-threatening job.

You often encounter situations like this here.

Well, still, I guess I was unlucky that day.

I just ran into some tough monsters.

First of all, you're a killing doll (Killing Doll).

Then the Great Ghost (Auga).

Extremely young dragons (baby dragons).

Because they came to keep standing, the apartment had to wave the hammer of destruction over and over again.

Well, it was so powerful and awesome that, honestly, we had nothing to do with it.

So, each time the apartment had a meal called 'I'm Hungry'.

Of course, we didn't hesitate to feed them.

Well, I don't have a choice. You can't starve to death the only avant-garde position.

Thanks to you, I ran out of food after a few battles.

When this happens, it's not just about the apartment.

We both eat.

It's not like you wander around the dungeon without drinking.

The journey to the ground is still there.

It's not an imitation of the apartment, but we all walked up the stairs, screaming 'I'm hungry' and even walked.

Inside, I thought you were going to starve to death.

But the worst and the worst overlap.

After that, I managed to get back to earth if I went beyond here. I ran into him.

Minotaur.

You've heard about the name.

That two-legged bull monster.

He's rarely seen you, but he's a strong enemy.

If you want to fight, it's hard to deal with each other properly.

I was in a situation where I was not going to be able to make a detour by letting myself pass at the end of the main road to escape.

If I could, I wanted to wish Dr. Apartment a hammer turn.

But there were limits to the other one.

I had already stopped saying the cliche 'I'm hungry', and with my blue face, I was in a state where I was saying, hey, hey, hey.

That's why there's no hammer.

We fought desperately.

Good luck, good luck, I could hunt the cowman down to the point of a later blow.

But my hand stopped there.

The main magician fell down.

It was out of magic (gas ass).

Unfortunately, there's no strong hand tag left to stab the rest of us.

Nonetheless, something even more terrible happened.

It wasn't one of the cowmen.

Later, he came back with a little face and increased it to two.

He's in a situation of absolute desperation.

I thought I was loaded, honestly.

But when I saw it, the apartment was pointing this way.

I had eyes.

He was in a hurry.

The face was earthy and cheeky, and it still felt like I was dying.

I didn't think there was a situation where I could do anything more.

But there was a hammer in his hand at some point.

So, his eyes said 'do it'.

There's only one thing I can do for such a guy.

I told him.

"Apartment. If you can crush me and get back to the ground, I'll treat you as much as you like. Look, I just like what I like. '

The next moment, the apartment rushed out with a tremendous roar.

Then the gripped hammer glowed blue and white and was first slapped into the wounded one.

Its body, big enough to look up, buried in rubble as it plunged into the wall with tremendous momentum, and it never woke up any more.

The apartment still won't stop.

I confronted the rest of them as they tried to gauge the intermission.

Honestly, I wasn't exactly the right person for the minute.

Because he looked bigger and fiercer than the guy who fell first.

Plus, he had a big stupid two-handed axe (Great Axe).

But it was a real moment when we competed.

At the next moment, a metal bump sounded and both hand axes danced through the universe.

The apartment was already in its next move.

I twisted my body like a giant tree.

Striked the enemy's shin.

Then a second blow to the belly before his opponent's knee breaks and he gets to the ground.

It sounded like a magician unleashed a flamethrower.

And stop...

I shot the cowman in the head as he collapsed at the front.

The cow-like head blew to pieces and the remaining giant body slowly lay down on the ground.

That's it.

It was a hell of a fight.

Normally, I'm not the one to kick it so easily.

There was a god in the apartment back then.

Then again, we went to earth trying to crawl crazy to death.

Fortunately, nothing happened from there.

We screamed as we traced to the labyrinth city and first knocked at the door of the 'earthdragon looking up to the sun' pavilion.

"Come on, give me the rice! 'Right.

I'll never forget the taste of soup and bread then.

I didn't think the rice was that good.

It's just the apartment was a bug breath.

That's why I was going to take him to the infirmary at first, but I hated him.

I said I wanted food first, more than allowances.

So I decided to feed him whatever he wanted, as promised.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Whole roasted lamb (scapegoat) instead, rare steak of basil dragon (wyburn), soup of island sea turtle (land turtle), beef stew of rampage cow (rock bison), stewed haunted fish (ghostfish).

Tasty, delicious, weird, everything from the head of the menu to the lack of it.

That's a lot to eat. That was awesome already.

The dishes on the dishes are diminishing from the moment they reach his table, and they're empty in no time.

We stopped eating along the way and watched the piles of plates piling up one after the other.

That's why I want you to listen to me.

That mistress has already said, 'Give me a break.'

The pantry's empty, so I can't cook any more.

The apartment finally stopped eating with it.

I put the knife and fork down quietly and fluttered around my moustache, one slurp.

Then I stroked my swollen belly satisfactorily and just whined one word.

What the hell do you think I said?

It was a surprising word to suspect my ears by accident.

"I'm starving."

You want me to give you a break. Absolutely...

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Identification Book: The Hammer of Doom (Fine Goods)

Tell the Rigid Soldier, give him his food, and the world will compress, burn, erupt, destroy, as Drachloe's institutions did.

A long time ago, the fortress city of Reteto was attacked for seven days by the iron giants led by the 'Puppetry' Courier, but it is said that this' Hammer of Ruin 'given by the' Witch with Ecstasy 'Tarbra was used to crush and drive back the giant's lumbar bones.

Hence also known as "Witch Strike".

It has a very powerful destructive power, as can be seen in its legend, and can be easily shattered with dungeon walls, monsters, etc.

Note, however, that the user seems to be so hungry that he or she becomes dizzy at the price that he or she cannot do it in a series of times.

It is advisable to also purchase an emergency meal (Ration) when buying.

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"What, Mr. Tristan, are you home?

He said he'd be happy to go to the tavern when we're done talking about something.

"What the hell was the matter with you..."