Over The Infinite

-1 -

Speaking of < Meteor Knights >, it is a large clan considered second in sequence in a labyrinth city.

The clan master is Laurent, and the submaster is Arshelia. It is not an exaggeration to call the two men one of the most prestigious in the Labyrinth City, so much so that they are said to be higher than the five top clanmasters in the < Arc Sabre >. With five clan masters and massive talent, many people have rated themselves higher as individuals than < Arc Sabre >, who make strides toward a man-made tactical mood. Regardless of who I was when I first came to the Labyrinth City, it is a visibility that I would rather not know if I were a resident.

But other than the top two, I suddenly can't name them. In my case, I have an acquaintance with Mr. Annette, whose head is pink, not a metaphor, but otherwise, none of the interaction is close to nothing. Of course, as an adventurer, the individual is not a crossbow talent, and anyone who is a little interested will be able to name as many, and I guess there are circumstances where serious Mr. Laurent doesn't have to be on the table to represent him. I can only imagine, but I also look like I'm just pushing for trouble.

There are relatively good names for such Knights of Meteors.

Ligres. Executives of the < Meteor Knights > rank first in personal combat in the same clan. Within the overall framework of the adventurer, he has the rating of second place after Mr. Sword Blade.

His high visibility despite his low exposure to the media is not due to his reputation as an adventurer or as a < Meteor Knights > executive, but mostly to his easy-to-understand style of combat.

Just go straight and hit him. No need for small work. Crush with force, such as a grinding hand, and push through. Stronger wins if you hit him before you think about the hard stuff. Increase the level and attack normally. Hit me and I'll fall down one day. I don't need anything else if I have three elements: power, power, and strengths. … etc., and that seems to be an attraction that is easily understandable to ordinary people who know little about adventurers even when they see it.

The simplicity known as Sang Brain Muscle among advanced ranked adventurers who are said to not work for retards is a very discernible "strength" and for that reason the average person has many fans of him.... No, he's not stupid.

"Look, what's up, Gaul? Don't cry about Gaul's name in such a shrunken gaul!

"Gaul, Gaul, let's go! Fucking tiger!"

... Is it true?

I don't see Gaul fighting with his child-stained mouth in front of me as a very superb adventurer.

It's a Kugelschreiber training ground, turning into a space of different colors just around those two.

"Look, don't get your whole body stiff again, Gaul. I don't know how many names represent your body, Gaul."

"Ahhhhh!!"

Put on a childish provocation, Gaul was on the verge of frenzy.

There is no shadow to see the usual flexible, loosely woven style of combat. Even our junior opponents will lose if this happens.

How pathetic it would be for me to just be called my own name. Gaul.

"Why is he doing this? I can't help but think it's too ruinous."

"Our wolf has a lot to offer."

He doesn't understand Berenvar, who doesn't know what's going on. It's easy to explain and that's the story that takes a few seconds, but it's a very delicate topic, so I'm worried about whether or not I can put it in my mouth. If you fall apart poorly, Ga later... the wolf could beat you up.

"Look, isn't it in Berenvar, too? Something I can't forgive, a trauma."

"Mmmm...... You don't think about me when I get to that extreme, but you do have examples of that. Nothing if you look around. Apparently there were cases where a word developed into war. The deeper the evil, the deeper the evil."

"Not that serious, but close in direction... maybe"

The problem is that the image is too vulgar to compare. If you string history together, maybe there are also vulgar reasons for disputes between nations and races to begin with.

"Well, let's just leave Gaul alone, the Tiger Beast Man over there is a tremendous skill"

"Do you understand?"

From my eyes, it just looks like Mr. Ligres is mocking Gaul. I know there's an absolute difference in strength, but it's beyond the skill range. Simulated warfare between those who are a little closer in strength would be easy to understand. Or if Gaul is in a slightly more decent state.

"I guess we just seem to fit in with each other. Whether you are doing it consciously or not, it is more or less appropriate to reason with how to get the distance, how to open it between them, and how to hold a weapon. I heard you were the type of guy who's going to gobble me with his arm strength, but that's a mistake. I saw that as a fairly sensible type of move."

... I don't know what to look at like this, but maybe those who do understand. Or maybe there's something I can actually see if I even try to be present.

In fact, I have heard that Mr. Ligres' ratings vary greatly from viewer to viewer. Generally speaking, the brain muscle of the swine rush, basically, looks like the brain muscle and is highly skilled at calculating it. I mean, it's just like what Berenvar said.

I think the more you ask me. Among the acceleratingly diversified and sophisticated technologies and talents, brain muscles that just have high physical abilities cannot be regarded as top notch. If you're just a beast to ramble on your own, you just have to party and do solos.

I guess a brain-muscled style of combat doesn't mean a pseudo. You don't have to delude your strength, and it's not that kind of personality. However, a combat style backed by advanced technology suits the sexes and can contribute to the party and secure standing positions. I guess that's the kind of adventurer you are.

"Is Gaul not your name, Gaul? Or are you Gaulet, not Gaul? Self-denial or gaul. That's not impressive, Gaul. Gaul."

"No point in adding it. Eh!!"

… Regardless of the technology, it seems to be a big impression due to the character of the vegetables.

By the way, it seems his position within the < Meteor Knights > is called Assault Avant-Garde, or Heavy Machine.

Did you consider it a daunting task to incorporate into the party collaboration in an effective way, and Mr. Laurent and Mr. Asha let it go without keeping it? In other words, not a six-man party, but a conversion between five parties and a single heavy machine that moves on its own. I see, I don't know what that means.

... What is Gaulet?

"Chikushi, whoa, whoa!!"

Gaul disappears with a grand roar. Apparently, he lost all his HP. You'll be bored in the next infirmary by now.

Not a single thing to think back on, it was an unbroken mock fight. My eyeballs get hot by accident.

"Hmm, as long as I feel sorry for being put on that level of provocation as a messenger of the same beast god"

Mr. Riggles walked over to us. It was spicy, too. Well, there's no choice in that ugly state.

"It's a good opportunity, so I thought I'd work him out, but not with me. The silver wolves are all intuitive."

I can feel frightened or sorry for the words, but I can't feel negative emotions such as disgust or resentment. Rather than that, Mr. Ligres doesn't seem to have feelings about Gaul or about the silver wolf. In one way or another, he also seems to be a boss from the gymnastics club who wastes his time on busy juniors. After all, is race rivalry and doing unilateral emotions on the silver wolf side?

"I heard silver wolves and golden tigers are unfriendly, but that doesn't seem to be the case, Mr. Riggles,"

"I don't care now, but it's true that we're not as close to each other as we've been to massive clashes over and over in the past. In the Great Forest of Demons, so much so that when the Silver Wolf and the Golden Tiger face each other, the beatings begin abruptly. Well, he must be an inbred hater."

"... next of kin?

Although the categories as beast men are the same, I think they are completely different for tigers and wolves.

"It's almost a myth-stained story, but it's a story about our Lord, the Tiger and the Frozen Wolf, traveling from the Dark Continent to this continent together. Naturally, he is also heavily involved in how his ancestors, the Beastmen, were born. So close to that of my brothers."

"Heh."

"It's an unknown history specific to the region. Interesting."

That's what Berenvar seems to like.

"It's certainly mostly oral, and there's no detail left in the labyrinth city dossier. If you're a researcher in the Great Forest of Demons, it's hard work."

It is an unexpected story when it comes to surprises. I mean, do you mean a big brotherly fight?

"He also said that the custom of beating each other when he saw his face was originally a rule prepared by the Beast God to train each other's races, but at some point it turned into a bee fight. Especially the silver wolves. Even if they look at the tiger of the beast, they forget me. He's not as familiar with me as he is with me, either, but I guess there's a big part of him that's simply moving with a racially imprinted antagonism. Like many silver wolves and golden tigers."

Beating each other is a custom approved by the Beast God? If the emotion is no longer imprinted on the genetic level, is it rather that this person is heretical?

"Always beating each other up without even talking if you look at his face. The subordinates from Crest say they're close, but it's a whole lot of trouble."

"What's Crest... Mr. Night Light's?

"Right. I am from my rival. The country itself is no longer the same...... Well, that's tough over there, so maybe we're not talking about either of them being better. Even if we can just beat each other up."

I only know the name, but it is something that seems to have a heavy background.

I don't have information about who's from Crest or anything like that, so I can't pin it even if they talk about it.

"You wouldn't even know if you weren't involved.... Look, there's a Lizard Man looking at the void because he realized he was old and he must have been in his life before, right?

"Too specific..."

At the tip of Mr. Ligres' finger was an old lizard who looked very familiar. You haven't recovered from the shock yet, you're blurry about doing nothing.

"That Jen is from Crest. Not lately, but there are quite a few < War Arms > in the same period."

"Heh."

Wasn't the old man from a continent with a labyrinth city?

Indeed, even as far as I know, I was close to Mr Topopo and Mr Perce. I don't know much about other < War Arms > affiliated adventurers, but I'm pretty sure there's something like a hard tie between the subhumans.

"Wasn't there a lot of interracial stigmatization in your hometown? Even when it comes to different worlds, that doesn't change."

"Right. Looking at history, it seemed that humans kept persecuting me. There are mountains of demonic lands that have disappeared in hundreds of years."

"Again, what a difficult response..."

Berenvar himself doesn't seem to care, but I want you to stop looking at me at that time. Maybe because the people in your world and the people in this world are almost separate races. I have to admit that there is such a side to humans in any world.

Well, now I'm not complaining about attending an example dinner party.

Gaul was the only one who disagreed.

He and I have been beating each other up every time since we were in the same room on this ship, but a mock fight like that was a different serious battle. It depends on those circumstances that me and Berenvar are present.

When it originally started, it was ramen.

The impact of the piercing work, or the only regular menu in the Guild Hall that is offered in the Kugelschreiber dining room unchanged in the morning, noon and evening, has bored more people when it lasts for a week. I wouldn't put it in my mouth, but I was obviously unhappy with the passengers.

I guess we're talking about being as patient as an irreplaceable menu because it's a trip that doesn't physically take a month to go back and forth with your local time, but the regular menu is originally the same as what adventurers usually eat. I mean, it's a luxury story, but I'm a little tired of it from the start. The logic of being as good as you can eat there doesn't work.

So when a certain clan started offering ramen using their own ingredients, a customer arrived. This is the first problem.

Having decided that it was not comfortable with the ingredients prepared for more guests than expected, the clan begins negotiations to get the ship to provide the ingredients loaded. Manually, however, that seemed to be out, and the negotiations broke down.

In the first place, when it comes to why it is only the regular menu that is provided, the main reason is that inventory management is easy. The ingredients loaded on this ship seem to be in quite a spare amount, but if you consider the possibility of behaving on the other side in the world of dragons, you don't know how much you'll need. With the desire to avoid the lack of ingredients at times of need, I guess I got to an easy menu to manage. Therefore, it is the cafeteria side's argument that ingredients cannot be consumed by Darkless Arrow Cod. Apart from the story if this was an unprecedented voyage or an environment in which ingredients could be picked up immediately, flexible responses would have been possible, but mobility between worlds itself is the first attempt. It's a virgin voyage. It's called trouble.

"You don't have to, so you don't have to feed your older brothers."

There was also a statement by Anonymous Hope, but it was decided that there would be a problem with that as diplomacy, so the statement itself was not made.

As a result, a settlement was reached in the form of pulling out Werner, the head of the ship, and releasing from time to time only the surplus of consumption originally envisaged. At that time, there are stories of a decision by Hemp Lady Ramen that Werner behaved like him, but he denies the takeover.

So, as always, the dining room offers only regular menus. Those who were not satisfied with it bought excess ingredients to be released and settled in talking about cooking them for themselves.

That's how it began: the primary Kugelschreiber culinary boom. I don't know if there's a second one, but there's a culinary boom going on in Kugelschreiber right now with a different kind of enthusiasm.

It was a long explanation, but it was yesterday that Mr. Glenn mentioned his plans to take a ride to dinner anyway. It involves other food lovers and wives, and for some reason Yuki is in a state of tension.

It's not like anyone invited Mr. Riggles, but it seems that the information hit him as he multiplied the boom and walked around various groups of dinner parties, and he was supposed to attend at some point, but Gaul disagrees with this. Or only Gaul objected.

And in isolation and helplessness, Gaul challenged and defeated the onslaught of death on an earlier occasion. It would have been merely jade crushing if we had watched to see if there was an arithmetic that could even be won slightly.

"By the way, what was that gaule you were saying?

"Silver wolves and golden tigers have similar language because of their origins, but Gaul and Gaulet basically mean the same thing. Just a shrinking state against Gaulet. So Gaul is in a state of war."

"Ha ha..."

Super creepy. If you force it from the perspective of offspring prosperity, maybe Gaul is better off knowing it will be a clear use. No, I don't know what.

"Isn't there something traumatic about Mr. Riggles?"

"... Dungeon Master once told me, is that some kind of metaphor? Like ominous numbers."

It could be an ominous number for a tiger.... but that's just the damned thing I had already heard.

-2 -

That's why it's a dinner party hosted by Mr. Glenn.

The general cabin we use is very different from the facilities of a business hotel, but when it comes to executives, it seems to be a pretty comfortable space.

It's not so luxurious as to call it a suite, but the usual hotel specifications are that the bedroom and reception room for visitors are properly divided or the bathroom is equipped with more than just a shower. There is even a small bar counter.

The kitchen is also quite spacious, is it also envisaged to be used by a large number of people? It's not like comparing it to a cafeteria cooking area, but they can make sure they have enough work space to prepare for a simple home party.

However, in some cases, the number of participants is high, and the venue is in the form of a standing meal rented separately from the vacant room. I don't have to worry about it, this one is better appreciated.

"But it's not a barbecue, is it?"

"Why barbecue indoors?

Mr. Glenn's American appearance as he listens back, when it comes to home parties, will have no choice but to have a weird fixed concept of barbecue. Normally I wouldn't even bother to barbecue on the ship, although the venue has proper food lined up.

"There is a relatively large amount of meat, either because of the relationship where only excess ingredients can be used. On the contrary, there are few vegetables and carbohydrates"

"I don't care."

"... you must be"

Mr. Ligres seems to prefer meat to that image. Though it seems to be a matter of preference, not because he is an animal man of the carnivore.

Meanwhile, our carnivore was standing at the corner of the venue to hide. He's still shocked, even though it was a game he deserved to lose.

Members who are good at cooking, such as Yuki, are still excited about their arms in the kitchen. I just want to tell him to enjoy the party because he's kind of on the welcome side, but he seems to enjoy it with him.

Basically, this dinner party is dominated by < Ark Sabre >, and most of the participants are clan members and those invited to each. There are faces that I have seen as flirty, but most people do not have names associated with their faces. The apparent reason for holding the meeting is the consolation meeting, but that's the kind of reason I put it on, and the original purpose will be the form Mr. Glenn set me up to make facial connections with these usually non-interactive people.

Not for us or everyone else, but for the future, it wouldn't be a bad idea to keep your face sold to make the story go smoothly when something happens.

However, the other participants almost seemed to know me. It is generally a favorable reaction, although not all of it.

But somehow it's just men who come together. I tried to shake the conversation as I moved to the seemingly large number of women, but it wouldn't last. I don't think it's my talking problem. It's not even avoided. It's just that the guys who are interested in me are aggressive.

No, I know they're not faggots or anything like that. In fact, my fan club is full of guys, and I'm going to understand that my style of combat is easy for guys to take. Because it is not a concoction, it is also a problem that even if it is too disappointing, it just makes a bad impression....... all the time.

That's how, after a while of cheering, I accidentally caught sight of one girl.

I don't care how you look at your cheek-flattering face like a squirrel. It's someone who can't be here, but it's too similar to call someone else's aerial likeness. You're noticing me there, too, and my mouth won't distract me from moving it. I don't see how it's coming closer, so should I talk to you from here?

"Ah... and thank you?

"Yes, thank you. Watanabe Tsunami"

Is it still a mistake that you know me? That shouldn't be......

"Um, why is Mr. Elsie here?

"I'm not the original, I'm the Kugelschreiber"

"... what?

For a moment, I didn't know what they said. Sure Kugelschreiber...... although the second looks the same as Mr. Elsie.

"Girl?"

"This body is made of the original clone, so naturally it's a woman."

"Oh......"

Speaking of which, I also feel like I was saying that.

He in the hologram...... no she was the only one I knew so I was uncomfortable. That stereoscopic footage was that of the boy, albeit neutral. That's what's in front of me is a complete girl in shape and hair. Or Mr Elsie himself.

"Why are you here?

"I mentioned Werner's request to try a human meal, and he introduced me here. There seemed to be other dining parties attended by dragon men, but I thought it would be better for a lot of people to attend."

It's not like I had an errand, it's just out of curiosity. I don't know if you've ever eaten before, but I don't know.

"You don't have a problem with the second being here? You know... maneuvering a ship."

"If it's on board, it doesn't matter where the body is."

Oh, is the main body just that 3D footage we met... or the ship itself? This child is a terminal device.... I don't think so at all when I talk like this.

"The main unit is still in the process of receiving periodic reports from the Dungeon Master"

"Did you come to report from Dammus?... By the way, what about the example?

"I will submit separate reports individually, but to put it succinctly, 'I consider it to be a worrying issue, but there is nothing I can do about it'. I wanted to thank you for the report."

Sort of. It almost doesn't make sense to me to be a dumbass. There can't be anything you can do just because someone else sees a ghost-like being possessed by you. At best, he said he was alert and that his purpose could be achieved.

"What is the strategy for the

"We haven't even completed the move yet. It's been a week on board, but it's about seconds to dozens of minutes over there."

"... bad. I lost sight of the fact that this is a time-controlled space just like a dungeon."

"No. Actually, thanks for the error compared to the dungeon. It also affected the synchronization at the time of periodic reporting."

Let the second say, the space is not stable on the move, but it seems to be a late phenomenon. There seems to be some expansion of time drifting due to some mistake, but they're dealing with it around there. Finally, if the hole is fixed in a bidirectional connection with the world of the Imperial Dragon, it will also allow time control similar to that of a normal dungeon.

Something unexpected will also occur because it is close to the unknown for Dammus. Rather, it is an area that can be said to have been well done to this extent.

"So, what do you say? My first meal."

"I don't know. I don't know if the sensation of this prosthetic body is immature, but the taste is just irritating."

Apparently, it's not like the Sky Dragons who have been obsessed with eating and eating for a while... He's swelling his cheeks like a squirrel, or maybe he just doesn't understand how to eat properly. Although it's a little creepy that it even packs without changing its expression.

"It's just nice to be able to talk straight this way. I feel closer to the original."

"Can't you always be in that state?

I can't tell from Mr. Elsie, even if I'm going to Imechen somewhat.

"Current permissions make moveable places quite limited..."

"Yes?

"... maybe you should get used to it. Conditional, but we also assume combat action using this body."

Why do you stare at my face and say it?

Is that because you're going to be in that kind of pinch when you're around? I can't deny it.

"I don't think it'd be better if this Kugelschreiber didn't turn up because it's really the worst thing that's ever happened to this Kugelschreiber falling into inactivity"

"... that there might be?

"I don't know, but there are already mysterious clowns and other irregulars happening"

The clown in the example certainly does. Since the operation of the Kugelschreiber is a priority, moving is likely to be minimal insurance, even at its worst.

"By the way, how strong is combat action?"

"I don't know exactly because I don't have an operating record, but if the theoretical value specs go beyond the current Werner Ryatt,"

"That's amazing."

I'm the one who doesn't know exactly what the strength of the comparison is, but he said he could fight to the extent that it compares to the maximum power on the Labyrinth City side...

If you don't have practical experience, even if you can't expect to move as much as you can, you can still have enough power there.

"Not only me, but the Dungeon Master has some insurance in case it sucks. So there was a heads-up in this report to make sure we didn't even give up on the critical line."

"Don't help me.... though it would be best if that kind of insurance ended in vain"

By the way, even as we talked this way, the second kept packing the meal into his mouth all the time.

Perhaps there is a trick in the vocal organs themselves, but it is clever because it speaks with it.

-3-

The dinner party is over, at night. It's time for the whole training that's been going on for the past week. It's earlier than usual because I came directly from a dinner party, but it doesn't look like there are any users of the training area already. I think I'll get more time for this.

However, there are no users in the training area itself, but there were shadows on the bench for rest.

"... what are you doing, old man"

"Hmm? Oh, a tuna"

The lizard old man is sitting in the exact same place he was a few hours ago.... No way, I've been here ever since.

"I'm going to rent it out with our whole training."

"... bad. Were you renting out?"

"No, that's fine if you want to visit, but what do you do? You're welcome to join us."

"... right"

It does not move, but it is a response that makes me anxious if it is going through. This is serious.

... you're the one who leaves it like this. I can also feel free to raise the subject directly. I lowered my back for now without deciding what to talk about, but the silence came naturally....... super awkward.

"What, you broke through fifty layers?

You just cared, talking to me from the old man's side.

"Ah, oh. For the Clan Master course, it's hard to say that I'm breaking through myself, to be honest."

You can almost say it's the power of Gard. When attacking without a gard, we are tough on any combination. We may be able to win if we incorporate Berenvar, but a steady victory from the point of view of the role will be impossible.

We need to clear up the issues in front of us first. That's where the story ends, but it's going to take some time to break through the fifty layers properly even after that. Perhaps it would be quicker for the Dilks to rendezvous if they were bad.

"It's certainly not even a year since June brought you guys to the labyrinth city. Have you been lined up inside?"

If that's what you mean, the old man is like me and Yuki's starting point. I'd say it was my first wall as an adventurer.

"There's a wall, isn't there? of the fifty-first layer."

"Because you guys wouldn't struggle that hard. That's what I'm collecting. That's not a problem."

... Well, an old man who's been facing that wall for years would know. I don't know what kind of party you're attacking, but I'm sure you're starting to hate it.

After the fifty-first tier, the multiple area system, the addition of number limits and special tactical conditions in the area, random transfers, the appearance of area bosses, and not only the hurdles rise, but the tactical difficulty as a party soars. They have a lot of tricks that might also pack the offense at the time one person dies. Finally, the probability of death in the boss battle is also increased to an extreme.

But these are more of a specialty for us. I'm not saying it's easy to attack, but it's not like it's going to be a wall on a yearly basis. A small number, but the people who came solo won't suffer either.

What can be sifted here is the type of person who is not strong enough but has managed to stand around with the help of other party members. I cannot compromise on the selection of party members more than fifty levels. A wild party, a temporary organized party would be out of the question. A hunt like the one we did on the thirty-first level would be complete, but the offense is near impossible.

Still, after taking the time and working out countermeasures, we may be able to do more than one level of offense. But it probably won't reach the next relay point, the five layers. So there's a boss, and it's a problem not seeing the next outlook after the fifty-sixth tier, where the hurdles go up even further when it arrives.

In addition to this in the case of War Arms, we also assume that there is a problem that we do not intend to attack ourselves in the first place. The shortage of power will also be exacerbated because anyone who chooses members internally to challenge the offense is recommended to leave the clan.

In the first place, just stepping in here is sharp enough and successful enough. Even income is much higher than from other occupations. For a living, for a family, you don't have to want any more. Without extra goals, the reality would be that I can't stay motivated to move on.

As has been the case up to this point, carefully selected from here on out, the sieve continues. It is understandable, given a little bit, that it is truly a madly stained world. Challenging such a talented survival race until you taste a setback would be hard to take.

And a guy who has an uplifting desire to try where he can, it's natural to consolidate in those aspiring people. I also think that this may be the condition for the establishment of the clan.

The more you think about it, the more vicious it is, and if you look at labyrinth cities and entire adventurers, it's a good cycle. The old man's distress is about an area that such individuals can't help. The longer the Labyrinth City is up and running, the closer < War Arms > will be.

These are more than half guesses, but they wouldn't be a big mistake. In fact, they don't deny it to the people they know.

Honestly, it's impossible for an old man to settle in the way he wants. I can't think of a solution.

"I heard your old man's hometown is the same crest as Mr. Night Light."

So I just had to change the subject. If we keep talking about this, we'll stick to the point that it's the right thing to do to quit the clan.

"I was born in that country, for sure, but you have a saying about your hometown. We subhumans weren't allowed to exist in that country, so we can't and don't want to say people."

"... that doesn't sound like a very pleasant story"

"If you ask me, it's not a fun past to make mistakes, because you're a slave, a livestock, a good, wildlife kind of person."

"... were you so persecuted?

Has it stepped into further minefields to get off topic? No, still better than Mr. Cliff......

"As far as the environment is concerned, slaves in this country would be pretty much better off for what they have in place. If you want to sell it to me in the kingdom because I want to use it for shooting training, I'm not selling it, am I? Nominally, it's supposed to be deceptive, and you can't kill someone if you treat them like property."

That's terrible.

"Crest was the country through which it would pass. The people are that perception from top to bottom, and not a single guy wants to do something about it. Hey, I don't even think about it. Mass production and disposal of sub-human beings is the beginning and end of a call to do so efficiently so that there is no adverse environmental impact. It was built into society as such."

I thought it was to a degree racist at best, but the reality seemed even harsher. If I'm bad, I'll treat it less than livestock.

"Uh... and you resent Mr. Night Light for a moment? I'm sure he's a pretty great Crest."

"... there are still guys like that, but I don't resent him because I know his circumstances are special in my case. I was on my side when the state collapsed, and I didn't know anything more than a fucking citizen."

Something seems complicated around there. About a few copies in a novel, to be specific. If it's a labyrinth city, it could be a movie.

"TUNNER! Here we go!!"

"... I'm calling you"

They were here at some point. Yuki calls me. Looks like they were all there while I was talking to the old man.

There are no three Sky Dragons, but they are not originally scheduled to participate today. They're called to all sorts of exchanges and dinners, and they're surprisingly hard scheduled.

... not in its place, but for some reason there was the appearance of Werner and Mr. Ligres.

"So today, as a special guest, I invite you to join Riggles of the Meteor Knights."

"I just came to burn the meat I ate, and they said I was renting it out."

Apparently, Dirk spoke to Mr. Ligres, who was croaking at the entrance. We've all just come to some getting used to "Information Magic," so I guess it's time to decide that it works better than doing a mock fight on the inner circle alone.

Werner, on the other hand, seems to be just a tour. It seems to be known about Dirk's Information Magic, but he wants to make sure that it is actually used on a party-by-party basis.

-4-

Therefore, after some overall training, a simulated battle with Mr. Ligres was to be incorporated.

Six to one and only on this side. "Information Magic" ant and quite a handful, but given the difference in strength, this would still be disadvantageous.

The members are Yuki, Sarjes, Moya, Tilia and Chimera on the axis of Berenvar. Gaul looked at me dissatisfied with what had been removed, but said, 'You, why are you so confident in leaving such an ugly state at noon?' I sent a cold gaze and I easily shut up. It's called conscientiousness.

"What, are you leaving?"

"I'm sick."

As a matter of fact, the aftermath of the Gate of Souls is completely healed, but for that reason, I joined together.

There was also a desire to see the war in the overlooking horizon of Information Magic, and most importantly, this man seemed like the opponent to fight one-on-one.

"... well, yeah. Let's just say we'll keep the fun later."

Those eyes looked the same as Mr. Night Light, who said he would wait in a clan match at the end of the year. Or maybe you know the story.

... In fact, you need to be blessed with the lottery after remaining in the fourth frame of the final tournament, excluding Seed, to fight Mr. Night Light in that tournament. Although the odds will increase if each other wins, there is a good chance of hitting Mr. Riggles or Mr. Sword Blade before hitting Mr. Night Light.

I'm also allergic to the fact that you can't fight with that promise, and even if you can fight, you're a little poorly dressed for a third-place decision or something.

I started my own training, but I have a feeling that I have become quite used to handling Information Magic since the beginning.

Unsurprisingly, the amount of information that doesn't affect the battle is small, and when there is waste of information, it deprives the brain of its resources. The trick is to cut the information you don't need off badly. Yuki and others who were able to use it well from the beginning are in trouble because they cannot be cut off on the contrary.

Now that I'm used to it, the range of tactics varies dramatically with or without this. Strength, which depends on something specific, is something we'd like to avoid if possible, but around there it will be a challenge after we get through a series of problems. Now the situation doesn't allow me to, so I have to swallow it.

"Well, what do you think?

"It depends on how serious you are over there, but if you say it in win or lose, you can't win. How good a fight would it be, Mr. Berenvar?"

Dirkly, they don't think there's a surprise in the war with Mr. Ligres. I agree with that.

If Commander Asha was the opponent in the same top clan, there might still have been buds, but the opponent is an avant-garde combat expert. Moreover, it is a heavy machine that does not suffer from fighting the majority alone.

"Whoa, whoa!!"

Heavy machines just after the game started...... no the tiger could roar. It's a roar that carries air and vibrations all the way to us in the rest stop. Engine sound.

The most important thing to pay attention to in this schematic is destroying each. It hurts the most to be crushed by the advantages of numbers, the biggest weapon on this side. So I thought how Tilia, the shield, would cover would be the key to the beginning......

But the action taken by Mr. Ligres is an ambush on Tilia, which is unleashed without a feint. The thought would be easy to understand, crushing it from a troublesome shield first rather than decreasing the number. It's a tactic that won't work without a difference in strength.

If this is going to pass, the disadvantage will be determined from the opening, but that's just not going to pass. Tilia, who saw a little confusion, took it head-on.

- Action Skill.

Intense spike from directly in front.

According to "Information Magic," Mr. Ligres' long-held weapon is not really a spear or a sword, but a trident. That skill is the Trident Technique, which is not much to see due to the small number of users.

- Skill Chain.

That's three extra shots. It's a streak of super speed that you can't even confirm the number of times you've probably received it or if you haven't looked over the damage information like this.

Normally, the shield could be crushed, or the hand it has is more powerful to break, but Tilia took it off.

"Not yet!

- Skill Chain: Rising Smash

The problem is then. A blow that swept up from the bottom where the shock had made me unable to move. It wasn't aimed at Tilia herself, it was meant to play up the shield in its hands.

The Tower Shield alone weighs quite a bit and is even more of a professional shield. Even though it is not half the weight, Mr. Ligres' trident lightly strikes the universe and unleashes a blow of pursuit on the defenceless Tilia.

"Go!

- Action Skill "Shield Bash" -

- By the way, the movement was stopped.

"Huh!?"

Mr. Ligres' trident is played by an arbitrary unfolding buckler planted in Tilia's small hand.

If you just play it, you'll be extremely difficult for advanced adventurer opponents. In fact, I can't keep up with the speed of the reaction to stop the first triple hit or the ensuing Rising Smash. But if you shake off your skills, just fit them together and the intercept is in place. Though a veteran, he just didn't assume this.

"... I didn't know you really had a chance to use it"

Ladine, the developer of interesting equipment used by Tilia, was groaning in the back seat.

Originally, that deployed buckler was prepared as a countermeasure when disabled by destroying a shield or being played like this one.

As a shield, it is neither auxiliary nor defensive. The mechanism is complex and weighty. But it's not a big difference for the heavily armed Tilia originally, and more importantly, "shield skills can be activated." Like this one, it's the perfect piece of gear to inflict a blow of hate on an opponent who's sure to win by losing his main gear shield. If it is the first person to see it, it is an exaggeration.

If the movement has stopped even for a moment on this occasion, it is nothing but a good opportunity.

First, from Yuki, who was approaching with the < hoverboard > as predicted timing, < anchor shot > is released to the stopped trident. Yuki immediately discarded it after deciding that continuous behavioral inhibition was impossible if she considered the weight difference. Move on to action for further pursuit and assistance.

The time thus earned by Tilia and Yuki is an instant, and for advanced adventurers it is only a trivial gap, including even post-move rigidity. But it's bonus time if you try from the guys who were after it. Multiple attacks entered from the unfolding Moya, Sarjes and Berenvar, shortly after which the "Buster Tackle" from the aerial of the chimera was decided. You can be hit all you want.

Pretty good as damage. HP is also shredded by about a quarter in a series of corrugated attacks. If this is an intermediate adventurer or a monster opponent of the same class, it will almost be decided here.

"Yes, no!! Get out of the way!

- Action Skill.

Skills were activated to forcefully jump the wrapped opponent.

Impact is transmitted from the stone clash protruding on the floor in eight directions. That's an attack skill, but it's supposed to be a move to secure combat space when isolated among enemies. It's not like "Whirlwind Formation" to expand over time, but it's an all-encompassing skill that allows extra time for rigidity after moves.

It was Tilia, Moyer and Sarjes who were blown away by that shock. And Yuki, who was on a hoverboard and was prone to being flown, was skipped to the wall of the training ground and slapped with a strange voice.

It was the chimera that pushed it without a thing. He broke through the wall of impact with a proximity to the abandonment, wondering if he had found out about the damage, and fleshed out to Mr. Ligres.

The kind of assault that embodies the word "cut meat and break bones. But that's just the next hand of fabric, too.

- Action Skill "Payne Zapper" -

One remaining person, Berenvar, was not within the sphere of influence of the Vajra Explosion Formation in the first place. Sticking to the high ceiling of the training field with its unusual jumping force, it avoids shock waves and is now falling with Mr. Ligres' body in sight. When I realized that, the tentacles of the chimera were wrapped around Mr. Ligres' hands and feet. Even though "Pain Zapper" in "Two-Handed Sword moves" is a big swing, it just gets a direct hit.

"Whoa!"

"It's an addition!!"

- Skill Chain, "Engraving: Fire Crossbow Guns" -

- Skill Chain "Engraving: Crushing Piercing Piercings" -

Then Berenvar's palm and back crest glow, two magic tricks that unfold instantly. It's a skill collaboration between sorceries that I've been told is not possible. Immediately after the weapon move is activated, it is released as a pursuit. That is almost essential. Besides, magic is difficult to achieve from close range, and it should be an experience close to the unknown, no matter how Mr. Ligres.

All of that hit me straight.... but not exactly finished.

It's hard to chase. With post-move stiffness occurring, Berenvar seems to be best served by a blast to get his distance, and even to the chimera, he is blown away by a friendly fire-dyed attack and is knocking down.

[(') ·;'.]

... No, maybe I can afford to back it up from what it looks like.

and there was room here for a battle that had been continuous since just after the start. It is a rearrangement.

The same goes for trauma, but from what I've seen in Information Magic, HP loss is duller than earlier. Perhaps there are multiple passive skills activated that trigger residual HP. This type of hand is troublesome because it enhances enough to hunt it down. The damage that went through stopped passing, which also meant that the tactics needed to be reassembled.

"Ha ha ha ha!! That's funny, you guys! I want him to be apprenticed by a man with a broken heart."

"That bastard...... whoa!!"

I didn't explicitly say who, but my voice rose from the male organ sitting next to me.

"... hey Gaul! This is a good opportunity, so take a good look. This is one of our common trump cards for the Apostles of the Beast God."

The air changes. There was so much heat generated there that the smoke generated by Berenvar's "engraving technique" was whirled and blown away.

- Action Skill "The Beast King Turns Around"

The figure, which was only a shadow in smoke, became immense, exposing its shape.

It was not the tiger beast man who was damaged by the fierce attack that was there, but the figure that turned most of his body into a golden beast.

... what, that? Why are you recovering to HP?

"Okay, second round."

- Action Skill: The Roar of the Beast King

The Roar of the Beast King, a direct superior skill in The Roar of the Beast. This is the first time I have actually seen it, but the roar that the vibration of the air clearly conveys to a rest stop at a distance is such an intense substitute that if you are weak in spirit you will faint instantly. Especially our members, who are directly relative, can see the impact. Moyer, where abnormal state of < fear > occurs, Tilia and Yuki are seen atrophying although not in the form of abnormal state. A chimera with mental tolerance as a mentally arrogant sarge and trait would not be at a level that hinders behavior, but such as none of the influences?

It's about Berenvar who seems to be able to expect a full move unchanged.

The battle from there was, to be honest, a one-sided development.

Anything would have happened if it had simply been huge, but obviously all of the physical abilities have been enhanced. Of which the power would be particularly noteworthy.

Tilia's shield was crushed after a blow that I could see was definitely more powerful than just now. You decided you couldn't take it, but try to stray from it. Tyria falls off in the attack she returns from there, leaving a hole in the party. The party that was originally organized without a pure guard did not immediately collapse, but the loss of shield and restorer was huge. In the form of gradual pushes, the number of people who are the greatest advantages is also reduced.

I fought to the end, Berenvar, but it just wasn't a power difference that I could manage one-on-one. Simply looking at it, there would be about that much separation between the base Lv80 and the Lv100 over. If you also open up all the Engraving Techniques that take time to fill... no, you won't be able to.

I fought well, but is this the difference between our current ace and the top class?

It's not clear because the assumptions are different, but you can assume the difference is narrower than we were when we were rookies.... Fine, maybe.

"If you're going to eat all that on my" Beast King Turn "even with that face, you can do well for an intermediate class. Berenvar and others will be able to put up an avant-garde without any problems."

Such a face would be my thing. They could have guessed that they were not measuring the difference in strength.

Well, Mr. Ligres, is there such a thing as a point of extension? Though I just wanted to take a little more time to see the finish.

"It's just, well, this isn't it.... I just want to burn up a little bit more because I'm feeling incompletely burned"

As good as a mock fight, he seems a little dissatisfied. I don't know what the purpose is, but you seem to be looking for further struggle.

"Oh, oh, let's do it..."

Gaul with his hips half-reflected, but what are you going to do with that alone or all the time? I wouldn't even have forgotten my daytime, crippling experience.

"I won't tell you. Reverse the memory of the Beast King Turn. Because of the distance, as early as tomorrow, I won't be able to show it anymore."

"Oh, oh..."

Naturally, but Gaul didn't seem to be in the eye. I don't think I'm going to deal with it, but I thought I was going to be a model for Gaul as a starting point. Aren't you a sweet senior? I'm scared of your face.

But then... Oh, you're not gonna deal with me? I don't like it. Somebody call Mr. Glenn or something. Oh, I don't have to bother calling you, 'cause there's Werner...

"Nevertheless, Watanabe Tsunami seems unwell. … it would be helpful if Lizardman, etc. who tours there in his spare time, dealt with him."

"... you mean me?

"It's more meaningful than watching the universe in your spare time, isn't it?

But the truth is, they had a clear vision.

Werner would be able to ravage even an alley opponent, but surely even an old man shouldn't be lacking as an opponent. Even though the seed fell, he also scored abundantly against Mr. Ligres after continuing to be at the top of the list in his personal battle. In fact, it seems we've hit it directly against the clan before.

"Well, if Rottle means he can pull himself in a lot, he can't help it. I'm not gonna whip a heartbroken old man."

"... it's rare, it's coming at me"

But I was a little uncomfortable with the words.

If you just want to do a mock fight, you won't have to do this provocation. There's even Werner here, and I don't want to, but there's me and Ladine. Even the guys who are being flown to the infirmary right now will do it if they have a chance to rematch. Yet it sounds as if the lizard old man is destined and provoking him not to let him escape.

"Deal with it... no, because you're more sequential now. Shall I borrow your breasts, tiger boy?"

"That's a name I miss a lot."

Thoughts are refreshing, but a strange existential match was established within a period of uncertainty.

-5-

"Um... do those two have any cause or something?

"No, it shouldn't be particularly. It's different generations if you're from different origins, and you've never been in the same clan. They're both veterans, and they're individual battle rankers, so I think there's a lot of interaction."

Although I asked Werner that an Alliance employee would also be familiar with the relationship between adventurers, he still doesn't have that much to do with it.

"It's just that, more than a decade ago, I've heard Mr. Ligres admire Mr. Gwal at the beginning of his debut. I'm not sure of my memory because I was still in a bad mood."

What, when I was younger, I didn't know what to talk about. I wouldn't even have been biking around with a wooden knife. People like that get trapped in abandoned buildings by Mr. Lettuce and Mr. Dressing and sentenced to Balsan Hell.

Nevertheless, if you don't know in this person, the others won't either....... the gaul that seems most relevant is alle, and should we keep a close eye on the situation here?

If you look at it as a mock fight, so is the sequence of individual fights, but the power difference that keeps you apart is the problem. It must be Mr. Ligres' overwhelming advantage, but how far the old man will eat it. Veterans should fight each other at a high sawdust level.

"Look, look, what are you playing with!? I feel sorry for you!!"

"You mess with me!! Tiger Kid"

But what an elusive thing to say was the mock battle that began.

It would appear to be a unilateral ravage by the side. Mr. Ligres is overwhelming the old man all the time. It is normal that there is a difference in vegan physical ability, but before the difference in skill, neither the old man's sword muscle nor his body movements were crisp anyway. It's a level where you can't say you're unwell.

Mr. Night Light or S6...... when it comes to being done like Erica Shadow, it won't be. Mr. Ligres tends to prefer direct hands anyway. I wouldn't deny that kind of prankster, and I would fight in a technology-dependent way, but I wouldn't be the subject. Also, he doesn't seem to be very good at it.

What I've seen so far is that the way he fights is what pulls and pulls up his opponents and crushes them on top of it. He wants his opponent to do everything he can to feed himself. And I enjoy the struggle itself.

... just doesn't look like fun right now. It's hard to avoid fatal injuries, and neither the old man nor Mr. Ligres, who continues to be overwhelmed, could have seen very well. Even though we are both fighters fighting with exceptional skill, this is just an alley fight.

"What about that prized" Dream Blade "!? The only trump card I have to stick to is the rottle one step ahead of my retirement!!"

"YEAH...... YEAH!!"

Isn't that forbidden for an old man now? I really think I might retire.

"Uh, okay! Not much rottle licking. Eh!!"

- Action Skill.

No feints or anything. Just saying it was activated because I was told, The Fantasy Blade created countless lacerations in Mr. Ligres' giant, even though it was released in the right circumstances.

It is certainly a difficult skill to avoid. Even the seemingly narrow level I unleashed on my Berenvar opponent launched a simultaneous slaughter from multiple directions. I also saw at the end of the year clan rivalry that it works for those who fight on the front lines now. So hitting is not a surprise in itself. "Which one hits", because it is the "fantasy blade" that rolls out to hit. But that's not the problem with what's happening in front of you.

"... what's up. I don't know."

"... you"

Mr. Ligres did not take any evasive action. Direct hit, too. All of the slashing...... went to take the maximum damage the old man could slap out of himself.

He's posing as an indescribable body, but the wound is deep. Deep, but not decisive damage either.

"… that is, to this extent your trump card, etc. It can overshadow some power differences. The countless sword flashes that are difficult to avoid can be a must-win trump card, even if you know it.... Oh, I'm scared of Lord Sword Blade and Night Light's" Dream Blade ". But I'm not afraid of your Dream Blade. I don't have to avoid it."

... I was losing my word.

It is the situation that tells the story now that the words Mr. Ligres spins are true. A Special Attack without a Decision cannot be enough trump cards. It will be difficult to avoid, but it won't be defensible, but if you can tolerate the damage, you can take it out.

Besides, you don't have to take everything straight from the front like you do now. Even if you don't have as much skill as Mr. Riggles, you can do it to a certain extent. I purposefully ate it all because I wanted to say "miraculously hit all bullets to this extent". Just so you know.

"Stages are no longer the same. If you're going to stay there, there can't be any threat enough. … the wind you have brought in is a storm that involves everything around you, a storm that bounces off and leaves those who cannot adapt to the situation. What if the caller himself is left behind?"

"... me, ha"

"In return.... I still think I have enough practice to show my great ancestor, Lord Gwal, but let's see."

- Action Skill

At that moment, Mr. Ligres' giant braced.

Countless appearances appeared of the old man in all directions, at his feet and directly above, with the possibility of slashing, spurting, snapping away, or releasing a body hit or kick by no weapon. No remnants occurred from the high-speed movement. Now each of these moments exists and visualizes there as a rare possibility.

It's probably something that fundamentally resembles the Fantasy Blade. The Fantasy Blade, which simultaneously generates countless difficult sword flashes, can only be activated with a sword blade weapon, as its name suggests. Then I guess I've created a different skill that doesn't depend on weapons.

When I glance at Dilk, I shake my head silently. Such skills do not exist on the database of labyrinth cities. For once, you may not even know Mr. Laurent or Mr. Asha. I guess it's an immature thing that hasn't honed into a trump card existence and sublimated and cut it.

... What I felt about that skill was the ancestor of the Dream Blade, a tribute to those who continued to stand as predecessors.

The old man could not cope with the unknown skill and, like Mr. Ligres earlier, almost ate it with a stick.

But the results are obvious. The old man can't even stand down on the ground. It is not advantageous to delude people for what they have seen poorly in "Information Magic". I don't care what you think.

"I thought it would be transferred straight to the infirmary, but it seems to have been successfully added or subtracted."

"Well... meh"

I mean, he said this wasn't even all he could do.

"... the great Lord Gwal had something to say clearly. You won't get it if you just talk to him. And this is how every pride is slammed, and you have to listen if you're lying on the ground."

... did you do this on purpose? In this situation, I would have to listen to you even if I didn't want to.

"I've always been unhappy in a labyrinth city.... Is it because of the temperament of the Dungeon Master or is there another factor? Anyway, the labyrinth cities are often uninterrupted. I don't try to speak out to other people's circumstances in a busy manner. It's his problem. It's his organization's problem. I don't even think that's bad in itself, and I'm not going to say it anyway. It's also a matter of preference that I don't like. However, the distortions that arise under its influence are certain to exist"

... you do have that tendency. I don't feel like the temperament you see in Japan is hidden.

Tell you what, old man, that's a superficial distortion itself.

"Respect the great adventurer. Naturally, you've been a pioneer of adventurers in a situation where you haven't been well maintained or supported. Even if the Dungeon Master and Lord Alain are different, the Dawn < War Arms > belongers may be considered heroes. I'm a heartbeat to your story, too. So no one even says such a zama. I dazzle the glory of the past even when I see what has become a pile of rubble today and an innocuous figure. I used to work so hard..."

It was a slight earache. I'm sure I have that temperament, too. Now, I'm not stepping into the old man's problem.

"Nobody's gonna tell you anyway, so I'm gonna tell you. If you can only stop and see the glory behind you, quit being an adventurer. I can't stand to see a hero like that."

"I'm calling < War Arms >..."

"There's no point in doing that to that clan. It's a payback to the Dungeon Master. Give me a reason why, I won't have to force you to change shape. I don't even care why if you say so already. I know how that happened, and I don't think I can do it, but don't put too much strain on that guy."

"... fu, tan?

The conversation stopped, and Mr. Ligres looked at this one. To be precise, that gaze is directed at Werner, not at me.

"Just because I'm like God who saved me from hell, I'm not God, and I don't want that in person. The man also has a narcissistic part, so if the problem doesn't surface, he tends to leave it alone. So you" et al. "mistakenly think it will be good for you, and you shred yourself and serve the public. But that man is human. It would be annoying to be treated like a god even though you want to be there."

Before, Dammus touched lightly on the treatment of God. I was flushing it lightly then, but I'm pretty sure I hated it. So I distanced myself from the guild staff. I missed my eye without facing it directly. As a result, although there has been some improvement in consciousness, there is still a deep sense of worship.

It was black history and Werner had his head on a problem that had not yet been wiped out.

... Since you're in charge, do we have to cure this situation? What's the damage?

"You decide for your own reasons, not in the mirage of God. No one complains about the consequences.... If you need guidance on that, I'll give it to you. If you hate me, I'll play you."

So Mr. Ligres left the training ground, leaving the old man crawling.

Yuki and the others, who had re-entered the training ground in error, were jealous of the different air in the field, but he stayed through.

... I wonder if I have to do something about this.

-6-

I didn't feel pushed, but Werner didn't help either, so I decided to stay. The training is over.

Yuki and the others hadn't been able to swallow the situation, but someone outside would explain.

"Uh, what is it?... That was a long time, old man. Are you okay?"

Talk to an old man who's still lying on the ground in a training ground where no one's left but us.

"... as you can see. Leave me alone like this."

Oh, yeah. You're not okay. It is a situation that is somewhat better with restorative drugs and self-healing abilities, but still appears only corpses.

... Now, what did I tell you?

She also sat down on the spot because she was standing there to talk. I also felt like it was going to be a protracted war, but in no time, the old man starts talking to the potatoes.

"... I told you one day during the trial that you guys are having a typhoon in the labyrinth city"

"Ah, oh. You're awake."

I think he said something about the wind then, but it's a typhoon at some point.

"Even the wind blew and it felt like it wasn't working because it was a seriously crossbow-grade typhoon. There was no madness in my eyes."

"... but that's not the form the old man wanted, is it?

That's why I'm so relieved.

"... I know. I knew there was nothing I could do about it. What that tiger said is so true that there is nothing you can do about it. I can't say one thing back. I was the only one scratching my feet, and I felt like we were going to change. I knew that neither the Dungeon Master nor Captain Alain had any attachment to that clan. But even if I do, I can't get it out of my mouth. I turn away because I feel like if we put it in our mouth, we will get into our own existential significance. I'm soaking it up in the warm water."

I understand the situation. I know that, and Mr. Ligres was acting on it.

That guy didn't look straight at it and didn't like the situation he didn't try to make it, so he stuck to reality. His mouth is bad and clumsy, but he's the same way he fights and he's straight everywhere. Though many people don't like direct things.

"... but that's the first house we've got for us with no country or place to be. If it's easy to spot him, he's independent a long time ago. I couldn't do that, so I just stuck around."

The old man also looks like he's already given up. In fact, I feel like there's nothing I can do.

The only problem is the old man's restraint on his clan. Otherwise, he's in a state where he can stay, so it's more of an arrogance to change that. At least, I can't feel the energy to enforce that on an old man right now.

"In the end, even if we move on from the fifty-first level, there are tougher trials ahead, so if we're sane, we can't walk. The vast majority of them are frustrated along the way, and rather, even the fifty layers are a crazy world from a regular person's point of view. I can't move on without sifting. < War Arms > isn't going to make it, it's stopping itself, which means it's going to be the foundation of the whole adventurer.... If you want to go first, work hard elsewhere."

If the entire adventurer is raised to the bottom in the future, the < War Arms > offensive layer will also move forward, but that should be a tortoise's walk. It's not what the old man wants.

"... so the captain is Quig. That sheep is the one who sees the whole clan even when they say it's opportunistic. The stubborn Vergim is shutting up and playing vice president because he agrees with that."

I don't know directly, but Quig, the current captain, is an animal man with a huge horn called the Great Sheep. I think the deputy commander, Vergim, was a bear beast man. Truth is, neither of them have a very good public reputation. People with experience in < War Arms > seem to disagree, but opportunistic, loose captains and deputy captains who just shut up and follow suit don't seem to make a good impression as adventurers anyway as individuals.

… If you want to listen to previous stories, you are also a candidate who I think will be.

"... at first I was hoping that passion and motivation and all that stuff would be fatally lacking and excited to see the young guys. So I thought you guys would show up and roll in a good direction. When I was a rookie, I thought if I didn't get excited about this, I'd be an adventurer."

Mr. Laurent is the most striking example, but he sees a surge in the number of adventurers who decided to make their debut shortly afterwards, as well as a number of other adventurers who have been affected.

Even the bulletin board sees it well. However, I can't solve the fact that in my pivotal thread it is introduced as' The History of Watanabe Tsunami Atrocities'. You're losing.

"... but you weren't. Instead of rolling, he rooted deep into the ground and didn't even shake like a tree. That's the way it was supposed to be, and they were desperately trying to play their part. If the current shape is the best solution, what I've been trying to do is just brave. That would have been ridiculous."

"But that's the right form as an adventurer."

Some may be the only ones who want to catch up with Dunmouth and help, but moving forward with the dungeon offense is what adventurers are supposed to look like. That's the first thing you can teach in a beginner's course.

"There are < War Arms > to keep it right. It's a circulatory device to pull the lower guys up and push them to the top."

I don't aim ahead. I haven't tried in the first place. Our role is that far away, and whoever can get ahead of it starts multiple clans independently.

So much so that the old man didn't know. I guess I'm not listing it as a clear policy. But the way it is is is actually embodied. It would be more efficient to look at it as a whole than to make it bigger on its own.... like an old man, if there is no restraint on the clan itself.

"... maybe I made a mistake. If that's the kind of clan you want < War Arms > to be, I wish I was the third generation. That way neither the Dungeon Master nor Captain Alain would have said anything. Even Quig was pretty passive about taking on the clan master, and that would have convinced him. The point is, I didn't do what I had to do when I had to."

After all, did you also talk about your old man becoming captain of the regiment?

"You're wrong to throw out a role that's troublesome and doesn't suit you sexually, and then later on this is different. Fucking evil. No."

I couldn't say anything.

I can't say that the situation is right or wrong right now, and then I can't think of any better way to be asked.

Then, as Mrs Ligres just told me, I also feel that I am taking a step back because I am not a party even in this situation.

"So what's the old man going to do in the future?

Maybe the clan will quit. The adventurer himself will continue, but even retirement should be in perspective.

That's going to happen if you put it in your mouth, and what you can only hear in the abstract is a story that's going to be preached to by Mr. Tiger again.

"I don't know what to do... In fact, there's been a lot of voices for a long time. Other than adventurers. But I can't imagine me not being Gwal from War Arms."

Is it not so easy to break it off that I was so stubbornly restrained so far?

"... unless you say you've completely blown it off, but if you're lost, why don't you stay where you are until next year?

"I'm sure it won't stop, but I can't change anything now."

I may be cowardly to say this.

After all, it is a matter that the old man himself has to decide on, but he makes a proposal to postpone the problem.... Most of them are at my convenience.

"So if you don't have an answer, I'll give you a guide to the Clan match at the end of the year, Gwal in that War Arms. We're both no-seeds, so maybe we'll hit it with one of the qualifiers."

"... tell you what"

We have to overcome the great collapse of the unknown to get there. I know that and make suggestions for the future. I wonder if I can motivate the future. So at the very least, let's step in so that I can help you make your decision as an old man's associate, not as an outside bystander.

... Yes, I thought.

"I'm not going to lose, but maybe it's better than that tiger talking"

I'm sure the old man knows the truth, but it can't be easy to be honest. It may be of a sexual nature, but Mr. Ligres also takes on an unpleasant role.

-7-

Thus, even today, the Kugelschreiber continues its voyage while drilling holes in unknown spaces.

"Somehow, nothing happened in particular."

Yuki was right, the journey I thought there would be something was about to end safely. There was a lot going on, but none of it is going to be a problem. It's a round-trip flight, so there are some periods of stay over there that are still there, but the outbound route didn't seem to be a problem for now.

Nothing is best, but I'm also sure I don't feel comfortable thinking that there might be some kind of fetal movement problem under the water within doing this. I guess it would be a little different if I could at least find out more about the collapse of the stars in regular contact with Dammus during my stay over there.

"Is the Sworn Truth of the Example going to be a use? By the way, I don't look good."

"I can't even get my hands on it at the moment."

Rather than that, it is refreshing to see what can be done about it. If you're assuming forced activation, you can rely on "The Hunger Stormbeast," so you have to bump into the real thing. I'd like to grasp something a little bit like a takeover if I could.

"However, it's subtle to see if there are any useful occasions when it can be used."

"Pretty limiting, too."

It is certain that the array is an intense skill and can be a trump card. But if you look at it as a skill, convenience in combat has to tip your neck. At any rate, the effect is not freely activated for a moment. Even though it is an action skill, it is almost impossible to incorporate it into the collaboration. For whatever reason, this skill is the biggest reason that the necessary pre-action exists for activation.

"I hereby declare that I am one of the original fathers of the Labyrinth and one who has the right to transform the reason of the world"

At that time, words like the spell chant that Dilk was chanting before his skills were activated hit the motion before that, but he couldn't use it in conjunction with other skills because they were regarded as part of his skills activated.

'This will now be a declaration to activate the Affidavit. Probably omittable, but the reality is that we can't activate it without this so far'

"Can't you shorten the contents?

'There's always something like a rule. I'm not sure what this is about, but the longer it gets, the easier it is to activate it, right? At first, I needed a declaration several times this length. "

"I mean, the more you get used to it, the shorter you can be."

'As far as I know, yes. If we zero this, or compress it to the extreme, we might also be able to incorporate it into our collaboration'.

Super hurdle tall. Er, dude.

'There is no set form in the first place. If I tell you this, it's a reason against me. It's like self-hypnosis that you deserve to rewrite the world because you're like this, and it shouldn't have to be ultimate.'

You mean ready to trick and convince yourself and the world?

'That's why you can't do it. If you think about it normally, it can't be used. But I was wondering if Watanabe's insane might be able to do something about it.'

super appropriate. Almost close to aspirations.

'Well, what I can't use is another problem, for example, how do you feel about using it? And Serafina. "

"Basically, you're self-insinuating."

After all, I don't know, they're also not good at what they activate in the Affidavit, and the two of them seem to be good at enhancing it by self-implication.

It may be easier to argue that if there is a clear existence of self, it is entitled to it than to designate something subject and force it to alter it. In fact, the effect is not a moment like an apple that doesn't fall, and it seems that the effect will continue to some extent. It is certainly easy to understand and useful to expect universal enhancements that go beyond all categories.

... or did Serafina come to crush me by such a disobedient means? If Dilk hadn't stopped you, wouldn't he have lost?

"There are only a few useful occasions when you can just use it. However, when activated aggressively during battle, the hurdle increases even further. Forced activation is triggered in disregard of the level of skill required, so you won't even be able to see it."

"You're not talking about if you can activate it. You mean you shouldn't have guessed."

You'll need it if you want to think about the future. But when it comes to being able to gain proficiency to the level of mastery and usefulness overnight, it is clearly no. Dirk is right, I'm only going to be able to keep that stuff in a corner of my head when it exists.

"It's the shortest way to build local power, but when you don't know what's going to happen like this, here's the thing... whether it's a strong weapon, a skill, whatever, you want to be empowered."

Well, of course it is. Insurance doesn't matter how much, it's not enough.

Even if it's a premise that something happens, it could be a simple story that can be cut through just the power of war.

"If I collect the seven balls, will you grant me a wish around Mr. Wang Long?

"I don't know what you mean, I think you're just confused."

That's definitely a dragon, but you won't have as much information about the planet as a paronet goes through.

"But well, why don't you talk to the Imperial Dragon over there? There were civilizations in different worlds, even though they were already doomed, and something might exist."

"Can you expect a star like that with such a big storm and no trace of civilization left?

"If it's material, it might stay, not that star... there's something on the other stars, isn't there?

"... oh well. Something tells me it's different. I was wrong that it's only that star, but there's another star normal, too, right? Besides, it seems the dragons were traveling between planets."

The only reason the Imperial Dragon has roots on that star is because of the infinite corridor entrance. There is no chance that civilization will remain more than the only malice that has emerged, but I also feel that stars without natural disasters are likely to remain at the site level or so. It would also be possible to travel.

So is that < Black Old Tree >, but even if the Imperial Dragons saw it and decided it was worthless, there might be new discoveries for people in labyrinth cities. If you want to think about the future, you should probably do a diagnosis like that. If you think about the length of your stay over there, you won't have time to travel.

To be honest, information is fine. If even a fragment can tell about the only malice or the guy on board where Beautiful Bow says he is, you may see the direction in which measures should be taken.

When we talked about this, the ship broadcast went off, and we were notified to wait in our rooms as well as when we left.

Shortly after, the Kugelschreiber broke through the walls of space and said it would go beyond the walls of the world. They can also see the arrival on TV.

"It's nice to show it on TV, but do you see anything in the first place?

"I don't know, just light it"

"If you turn it on, there's no clowns, or that kind of development, right?

"Hey, don't."

Don't flag it odd, even though it's not possible.

Thus, nothing in particular happened. The Kugelschreiber crossed the world.

Life on board will continue for some time until we build an environment in which humans can operate, but arrival is arrival.

It doesn't boil down at all, but it has come to a different world than the one we live in or the Earth.