Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

A strict warrant had been laid.

But no door can stand in a man's mouth, the story tells.

Where Who Became the Source, Lunatic Babel's "Rumor" that the first tier of "Unopened Hierarchy" was attacked spread as a stampede phenomenon, quickly jumping out of the floating island float rise and spreading to explorers around the world as they rushed around the surface.

[Um] Beowulf did it [again]. [Apparently] -

Irresponsible information with no idea who said it, no source confirmation or anything, passes from person to person with lightness and speed similar to that of photoquantum.

Now the explorer industry was on the brink of this sensational topic.

- Shit, he sucks.

- With Doyuko? You've been out here lately. You're so angry. Are you talking about throbbing?

- Mr. Beo, seriously, Panet!

- Renababe's Kiri boss has been arrested for the Volkling Circus case, but this is an untouched hierarchy attack... What kind of cheats are you using, that brave guy...

- Who are you, Mr. Beo? What kind of hole-saving bastard called me "Hancer"? It's an invincible fast forward.

- Tsukuba, you owe it to Princess Xiaolong this time, don't you? Whatever. "Destroyer"? Then let's climb to fame.

- Princess Xiaolong had nothing to do with this during the Volkling Circus case. He said it was a one-horse hit. Jealousy is outrageous.

- So is Beo Wolf, "BVJ (Bullish Violet Jokers)"? Doesn't that cluster suck overall? Lori, there's an Iron Mask Andromeda in the God of Destruction, and he's even been in "Ein Sof Oul" lately, isn't he?

- Who's Infinite Light? It's like I heard something, I don't...

- I know. He was a beloved apprentice of the "Glowing Wings (Vernd)", a solo explorer who made me say Buy Buy Buy around Chiatic Cabin. I've seen you before, but you have a young but truly queenly atmosphere... I want you to step on your face just once...!

- Are you perverted? Uh, by the way, "infinite light" is a beautiful way to call it. Even though it's famous, it's called "Deadly Heel Queen" in the back because it's definitely burning when you party like "Mad Warrior (Woolvhegin)". Well, if you're a weapons maker (crafter), you seem super competent with no complaints.

- That's it, you're the developer of Photon Organ. But I've heard rumors that you only make the weapons you care about, even though the order has arrived. Besides, as an enchanter, I hear you're going to blow your buddies away with no sight. The type you don't want to be near.

- So, what happened to the example 'hierarchy without opening'? Was there anything interesting about it?

- I don't know. If you want to know more about Lahein, you can get in directly.

- No, no, by now, you've been ripped off of everything you can already take. Even Beowulf and Princess Xiaolong are explorers.

- That doesn't seem to be the case. Rumor has it that most of the rooms are locked and won't open, so they're still in the "Hierarchy of Not Opening."

- Heh, so the Beo Wolf has that key? Nice, you're an artifact monopoly.

- This is what my friend told me, but he's going to explore it with some sword lady Villey's The Knights of Pale Red Flames, Noble Prominence Nights. Still snuggling up on the popular, lady sword guy. The boulder is a popular takeaway queen. Because of the selling name.

- Oh, dear Villy, are you fooling around? Hey, Terrace, come on. It's been a while.

- You're the usual villy anti, don't worry about them. Through-the-test in progress.

- Beowulf, don't any comrades really want to pepper beside Princess Xiaolong Tan? Is it just me? Really?

- Get lost, pervert. What kind of enhancer is Tsukuba Beowulf? He's just a little good at using supportive techniques. I can do the same thing if I'm as weak as he is.

- Speaking of which, I know it's hard to use a support technique, but if you think about it, it's not something you can't use that much? Why don't we all use it?

- No, you had a bad tide just because you're installing it. I don't know. But you actually do. It's impossible to lay it all over like Beowulf, but it's twice the enhancement coefficient just once. If you practice, you'll be able to move well, and if you do, even mid-level explorers will be able to fight alongside top groups?

- If you think so, you can try it. I think I should stop being a veteran.

- Why? Supporting technique. You're fucking strong. How much Photon Blood is depleted? That's twice as much. Wouldn't it be a long time if the triminito would last? It's too much waste not to use old habits without even questioning them. Are you out of your mind?

- No, so he said he'd know if I actually used it. Just do it. Because I can understand right away. Because I also know why no enhancer other than Beowulf stands out.

- There's a lot of guys with sturdy heads. I'll do it. I'll feed you to the top group in the same style as Beowulf. Don't bark at me later.

- Me and me! We're going in Beowulf style! Now we win! I'll be exploring 20 or so above the usual hierarchy!

- I didn't mean to be a jerk, so stay on the front line. I don't know if I'm dead.

- "Beowulf Style" Hey... Sounds popular, this.

- Unfortunately, it's been fashionable for quite some time.

- Yeah, since when!?

- Since about after the Volkling Circus case? There are a few around me, too. Find out what happened.

- What do you mean...

A fluent language is something I have often said.

From precisely credible to rare, the information on the jade stone mix was flying, intrusive and spread disorderly.

Be good or bad, however, "Beowulf the Brave" Ragdishardt and his companions, Hanumoon, Lortrinse and Millibertiflim, were gaining a lot of attention and were definitely boosting their name in the explorer industry.

All they don't know is who they are.

By the way, there is the word 'famous tax' in the world.

It's the name of a poor quality convention that only the side that can take it away from us can cover it up with our faces.

Some human beings who are not subject to this tax know neither shame nor shame, and celebrities should move on and accept this from the bottom of their hearts.

Also known as Nobles Obriege.

The spread of names to the public also means a stronger influence on the surroundings, for better or worse.

Sometimes the result will be a good edge, or vice versa, a bad one.

I have these words.

The good news comes alone, but the murder report comes with a hand in hand...

The pile that will come out of the world will be struck.

As they ascend the stairs as explorers, it may have been a supremely natural flow, in a sense, for [it] to descend as a kind of test or baptism.

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"I'm coming next, Beowulf!

"Ha!"

As I respond sharply to Mr. Ashley, I restart the weapon in both hands.

On the right hand side is a pitch-black single-handed sword - Black Emperor Steel Xuan Mode (Ridil).

On the left hand side is a pure white one-handed sword - White Imperial Silver Tiger Mode (Flotty).

Both are delicacies that my cousin and childhood friend Flim has modified and adjusted exclusively for me.

Originally, it's these mainstays that suck my Photon Blood and form a deep purple light blade (Photon Blade), but now they're both wearing solid swords. Of course, Riddill has a pitch-black body, and Flotty has a pure white body.

Anyway, it's time for Mr. Ashley's swordsmanship guide to be done in the early morning. Weighted physical swords are more suitable for training than weightless light blades, without even daring to explain.

Confirm "Enemy Individual" Silver Howling! The numbers are around twenty!

"I'll go!

Ashley tells me the type and number of SBs she popped, and I rush out to receive that information.

The dog-shaped SB "silver howling", sometimes called "Platinum Wind", is embodied successively in the pure white corridor of the 120th layer of the Lunatic Babel.

"PPPGGGGGGYYYYYYYYYY -!!" "PPGGGGGYYY! '" PPGGGGRRRRRRRYYY!' "PPPRRRRRRRRRRRR -!"

A fierce four-legged beast that looks stronger than a rather lousy beast, like the one that built up the big dog, growls taller in alignment.

"- Ha!

At the same time as you step in time, be aware of the circles, rotations and spirals taught by Mr. Rosé. Predict its future position from the movements of the silver howlings trying to peel out their sharp fangs and jump at them.

"- Huh!"

A flash. The black and white sword light flashed.

"PPPPGGGGGYYYYYYY -!?" "PPPPPPPPGGGGGGGGGRRRRRR!?

Slash the throats and bellies of the two leading bodies and flow to the next target.

"Slow! Accelerate [flow] more!

"Huh! Ha!

A harsh reprimand just flew in from Mr. Ashley behind me. I react like electricity was running through my body, and I raise my sword speed.

Flow.

When connecting from slashing to the next slashing, it refers to optimized motion that eliminates any waste from the motion of the flesh and does not cause loss of power.

The day the swordsmanship guide began, they were the first to say it.

"Dual flow is more important than anything else [flow]. As running water, as airflow. Be gentle and fierce. The finished [Flow], when defending, flushes the enemy's attack as much as a willow, and when attacking in one turn, crushes the enemy as hard as a torrent. Connect movements, connect forces, connect blades."

There is not one sword, but two. In a way. Reason. He said that's the [flow].

"- Ha, ha, ha, ha!

Mr. Ashley's instruction goes hand in hand with Mr. Rose's teaching.

Circle, rotation, spiral.

Circle all over your body to make your movements compact. Rotate the force you put on the tip of your sword, so that it flows in vain. At the moment of impact, it explodes the force concentrated on the bone, as if to twist the vector of the spiral.

Slash. And poke.

"PPPPPPPPGGGGGGYYYYYYY!?

Hit the whole chest leaping and leaping through with the left (flotty), slashing and tearing around the waist with the right (lidil).

Although not as light blades on boulders, the physical swords of Black Xuan and White Tiger, which Flim still refined, had a tremendous slashing flavor. Sand the muscles of silver howling muscled like solid wood as if they were tomatoes or something.

He swung the "flotty" on his left hand loudly as he rode the stream, throwing down his skewered upper body. Keep your weight on the next prediction trajectory and let it run.

"Not yet! You should be able to hit harder! Be more alert and firmly strong and weak! The convergence of power is instant! It's another moment of relaxation! I won't let you interrupt!

"Ha!"

I'm going to be handily shutting down (shutting down) SB myself, but Mr. Ashley's guidance is very strict. You can't forgive me for wasting a little.

"Always look one, two, three! You keep choosing the best solution!

"Ha!"

Slaughter the silver wolves, which are attacked one after the other, with two swords, black and white. I used to be the one who would have handled it without the assistance of a support technique, but now that's not happening anymore.

Here recently, in the early morning, I was coached by Mr. Ashley, and after finishing my usual exploration, I have had combat training with Mr. Rosé. Thanks to this, my local power was definitely improving.

It accelerates both sword flashes and runs, filling the time faster than the silver howlings jump, and is slashed.

"- Ha!"

I lost my sense of distance and slashed two stiff necks at the same time.

"Yes! If the enemy is faster, faster! Crush your legs! When you can't do that, clean up and wait for the next chance! The judgment is instant! I can't move after thinking about it! You think as you move, you think as you move!

"Ha!"

Wave your sword as you reply to Mr. Ashley's teachings.

"PPPGGGGYYYY!! '" PPPPPRRRRRRYYYY!!

Two bodies from left to right. Silver howling advanced with a subtle time difference. Fierce fangs on the right and sharp nails on the left illuminate the guillari and lighting back.

I can see it.

Here's a swordsmanship ceremony - I think, but that's forbidden to Mr. Ashley. You have to cut through all the fights only with sword moves during special training. That's the promise of swordsmanship guides.

"Thinking and moving is all one act! I don't think about it separately! Slash it! That's everything! You are the sword, and the sword is you!

"Ha!"

Slap a black blade into the right wolf's mouth and cleave the body covered in silver hair in two straight upside down as it rotates its body.

One spin.

While maintaining momentum, he tore the sky from his left and protruded to insert a white blade into the roots of an impending nail strike.

"PPPPPPPPRRRRRRRYYYYY!?

His right forefoot flies off his shoulder as a threaded kite with a tall scream.

One spin at even higher speeds.

Black Xuan and White Tiger's fat muscles were aligned and slammed into his head all at once as he stuck defenselessly.

Put it down to three.

"It's too much work on the whole thing! Shorter! In the smallest motion! Optimize the addition and subtraction of forces! I won't swim my body after the attack! Move in view of your next action!

"Ha!"

No matter how well you think it went, Mr. Ashley never compliments you. All she says is no.

Truth be told, it may also be forbidden to return negative words other than "yes" or "ok" to them.

Because on the first day of this again...

"Beowulf, I am not your guardian. It is merely a presence that guides swordsmanship. Instead, think of it as [the enemy]. I will not directly attack you or anything else, but I will not try to protect your body or mind. Do you complain that you are 'impossible' or 'impotent' to enemy attacks? Do you ask back, 'Huh?'? You won't. Same as that. I will not tolerate objections to my guidance. No matter how impossible and unscrupulous you think you are, your reply is always' yes'. Is that good?

- And no matter what you think, you ask me a question that I have to say 'yes' and I manage to say 'eh!? You're such a loser!' In anticipation of saying 'Yes, yes!' I nodded.

Absolutely right, Mr. Ashley, I can't complain about what the enemy does. The enemy is launching the most irrational attack to take our lives. There's no way I have ears to listen to where I said 'stop' and 'wait'. This one swallowed it all up, and we just have to deal with it harshly.

"Your body knows the movement you deserve! Find it! Make faster decisions about whether to pack or let go of your time! Don't get lost! Set your standards! Let the judgment have an axis! Lost time is a waste of time! I don't consider it flimsy! Indecision can only be a gap!

Mr. Ashley's scolding pours down the rain shower on my back causing Silver Howling to stop (shut down) as I stand. It's terribly tough, but it also means you're looking right at me. It was better than being told to "do it right" or something like that because you didn't seem motivated.

"[Flow] faster, more accurately! It's the best move for you, to carve the flow into your body! Sharp ahead! You'd be good at calculations! Don't let the weight of your sword wield you! You swing! What do you do when you get swung around! Be one with the sword!

"Ha, ha!

- Though I'm a little scared that insurance will cage in my voice step by step.

To me, but to sum up Mr. Ashley's teachings very simply:

[Be a sword].

Yes. Be a swordsman, not.

Become a sword, is.

I am a sword. The sword is not the one who kills after thinking about what he's going to do with it. So don't think about slashing and then slashing. Slash with the will to slay. Instead, slash it with your will. Recognize that you slaughtered him and then slashed him.

Faster than you think, faster than you feel, kill your enemies.

That is, one sword at a time. Killing is like slashing. Slaughter is a killer. They are the same thing and ideally they are already slashed when they think they will.

- When I poke around, that's what Mr. Ashley's teaching will be.

The Swordsman who takes the alias "Absolute Realm (Lach Ritter)" is different. If this is not likely to be possible, I will argue with you, but it doesn't make any noise just because you are showing me an example once.

The battle in that strange space - I could not see it closely in the Battle of MidgalsOlm, but once again, her sword moves, which I saw immediately, were exhausted to a delicate word.

Two pale songswords truly insignificant speed and movement, breaking off the SB that hit them. It's not particularly fast or slow. It's just [insignificant].

By the time I realized it, I was finished slashing - that's what I felt.

I guess it's because the [flow] she directs is perfectly controlled. The beginning and end of the slaughter were as if unconscious.

Instead, it even seemed to jump from the SB's towards the sword flash. No, I guess it actually is. Prepend the space where the enemy moves and place the blade there. Timing and cutting with all your strength at once - it's just that, but the series of streams is too sophisticated to be uncomfortable at all.

The atmosphere doesn't change at all, whether you're standing there or waving your sword sharply. It was as natural as that.

It was said that multiple dragon braces were twisted in the example virtual space, and the stunt was such that it seemed strange that they no longer had the title of crowning the sword.

In the end, Mr. Ashley instantly wiped out his SB by trying to dance in front of my eyes.

It was beautiful.

Any waste-free operation without precipitation was somewhere planned to be harmonious. The disconnected part of the SB was such that I thought it might have come off there from the start.

"Beowulf! The basics are important, but you can't be too caught up in them! Because your own body swings into motion is cramped! What moves do you really want to make! If you don't look for it, you won't be able to find your way!

"- Yes!

In the midst of the battle, the memories between the bundles blow with Mr. Ashley's voice. If you noticed, you'd already deactivated more than half of the silver howling.

Six left.

- Mine, it suits me, it's my only move!

"PPPPPGGGGYYYYYY!! '" PPPPPGGGGRRRRRR!!

But then, like Mr. Ashley, he was supple, natural, and without a minute's gap.

"Huh!"

Moment after moment, my instincts only moved.

He kicked the floor with four legs and pointed straight at the cutting-edge of "Riddill" and "Flotty" to two silver wolves flying up.

Pull the trigger in your mind and send the command from "SEAL".

A solid sword set in a black and white sword pattern was vigorously ejected.

"PPPGGGGYYYYY -!?" "PPPGGGGRRRRR -!?"

The fired torso pierces the faces and shoulders of Silver Howling and others in a counter-flavored manner. The pain engine interfered, and their legs stopped.

There is a deep purple ray connected to the root of the solid sword that flew out of the pattern. He didn't just fly his body, he's tied it up with my Photon Blood.

Besides, this string will harden and soften at my will, and it will be long and short.

So.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

The deep purple rays were hardened and penetrated intact. Regardless, don't forget to twist the power of the spiral in doing so.

Step into your left leg and pierce it at once with a two-handed poking procedure.

"PPGGYY-!?"

For them, it would have been like getting a spear stuck all of a sudden. The blade penetrated and the two bodies that were skewered went straight into the inactivity sequence. It breaks down into particles of blue and white light, and the embodied is solved.

Four bodies left.

I've already included their processing in the calculations. I shortened the light as I walked down the floor, attracting the ejected body and immobilizing it halfway through without completely storing it.

If my vegan muscle strength makes me swing by the weight of my sword, you can put that amplitude into the calculation more than the original.

A solid black-and-white sword just connected by thin Photon Blood rays, about 20 centimeters away from the sword pattern. Let the connecting part have some [do] -

"So yahhhhhhhh!

The double-edged brilliant, softened roots (Ridil) and (Flotti) drew similar trajectories to the hard whip, as I assumed.

Quadruple strikes.

Horizontal slashing, slashing, rotary slashing, and vertical slashing are rolled out in a single connection.

"- Huh!"

A definite response.

[Flow] could be made - I did feel that way at this moment.

"PPPPPGGGGGYYYYYYY -!?"

As the four silver howlings left their demons inactive, I looked around without alarm.

The cruelty is taught to me by my grandfather, who was my master.

After making sure there was no new pop of SB, I stepped back and turned to Mr. Ashley, who was watching the fight.

When she meets her eyes with her high, hoisted, rugged eyes, she coughs up, hmm, letting her eyes blink a sharp light like a cutting edge of a sword.

"... I think my last move was really like yours. It is out of the general scope of swordsmanship, but not bad as a tactic given the characteristics of your weapon. I know it's a little tricky."

A guide to swordsmanship just for two awatts, which takes place early in the morning. This is how Ashley makes rating comments for every fight I have with SB. As far as I'm concerned, I feel almost like I'm sitting on a needle because tough instruction flies through the battle and when it's over, he points out things to watch out for even more. But her instruction is very accurate, and she can set a good example if necessary, so it's very helpful.

"If we're going to take advantage of the properties of the weapon, we should use that more aggressively. By doing so, the handling of weapons should also gradually [tame] your body. So next time..."

And that's all I said, Mr. Ashley inadvertently stopped the words.

I had the SEAL timer set at the same time, so I knew why immediately.

"Ah..."

Time has come. I was just getting better, so I felt sorry for myself from my mouth and it leaked out.

Mr. Ashley, who would have seen the clock display of the AR displayed in his vision, turned his gaze to me again.

"- That's it for today, isn't it? I'll send you another summary of today's reflections later. Tomorrow you'll have to train your image so you can fix it."

"Yes, I understand. Thank you for everything."

I bowed my head deeply in awe.

Yes, and to the full extent, Ashley sends me a navy message every time she creates a training report.

Again, this is very easy to understand.

My detailed problems and challenges are described in detail so as to reinforce parts that I could not explain verbally. When I stepped in, the angle of my wrist, which specific muscles of my body should I be aware of when I sword strike - full of information and advice that I would never know for myself, and I did it to make sure I knew how serious she was going to grow me.

So Mr. Ashley's guidance was strict, but he wasn't dissatisfied with me at all. 'Cause you're telling me so seriously. I'm more afraid I can't live up to her seriousness. I want to be strong at any rate and prove that this swordsmanship guide wasn't in vain - I was gradually starting to think so.

Phew, and Mr. Ashley exhales.

"Thank you very much, how many times do I know, Beowulf? This is a thank you from me to you, and a atonement. If you bow your head even though you are, you don't have my standing. Head up, please."

"Shh, I'm sorry, I... but I really don't want Mr. Ashley to take care of me."

As she raised her face scratching the back of her head with one hand, Ms. Ashley missed her gaze in the unwanted direction, and, hmm, coughed again.

"... Beowulf. I've had a lot of bitterness today...... still, you're better than you were yesterday. Little by little, but it seems to be growing for sure. Let me vouch for that. So, please don't hesitate to work hard tomorrow.... okay?

At the last confirmation, I saw a rugged eye narrowed so that I could peel.

Although I only say tough things during the guide, at the end of the training time, Mr. Ashley praises me just a little like this. If Flim had been here, I'd have said, "You're really a tundra," etc., but as far as I'm concerned, I'd be honestly very happy.

"Ha, ha! Thanks!

Unexpectedly I broke my face and I bowed my head again. Shit, it was only after I realized, of course, that I had done it.

Oh, boy, Mr. Ashley's sigh was born that felt like saying.

"... Beowulf, on purpose?

"Oh, what, su, excuse me!

I rush my head up, and I lower it again. So again,

"... on purpose, right?

and got stuck in with an even cooler voice.

Conto, I thought to myself.

As early as a week had passed since my cousin and childhood friend, Millibertiflim, joined me, Hannu and Mr. Rosé's cluster - also known as The Bullish Violet Jokers.

How our lives have changed since then.

Thanks to Allecore on the "Hierarchy without Opening" of the past, the financial problems we were facing were resolved.

I fought a lot of dragons.

At the time, me and Flim were desperately fighting, so I didn't count the number of SBs that had been deactivated at all, but when I checked the acquisition components after it was all over - what a combination of the two over 300. Regardless, some of them belong to the Room Guardian who destroyed them before going to the 'Hierarchy Without Opening'.

Needless to say, the dragon species component is set to have a higher rate of purchase amount compared to the rest. That's all the information that's contained is dense.

About 20% of the components obtained were used to repair my Black Emperor Steel Xuan, White Empire Silver Tiger, Flim's Durgasati and Sky Raider, but within the remaining 80%, 60% were turned to redemption.

This dramatically improved the impatient household situation, so that instead of gasping for poverty, we fanned the left band fan.

We also decided to move everyone's life base to Hannu's apartment and officially make that room our hub. Thanks to this, it was no longer necessary to meet each morning at a set time, and all kinds of expenses could be saved by living together in everyday life, as well as greater rapprochement among the members.

And.

Above all, the major change as an explorer - was the purchase of a router.

Router.

Yes, it's that router.

While it may be a bit exaggerated to say that Explorer is an indispensable must-have in group exploration - and so on - there is no difference, however, that it is important.

Unlike switches that can only be connected one-on-one, routers create common protocols for multiple people and build local private networks. Without this, the efficiency of exploration is out of step.

Incidentally, we purchased a very common five-port router. So far we have a four-person system, so we can have enough parties, and if we have to, we can use the fifth port to form a cluster in the real sense with the other parties.

... That's right. To date, we have named the cluster "BVJ" for convenience - well, it is Hannu who said it - in fact, it is only self-proclaimed, and it was not a cluster in the true sense.

But by purchasing a router like this, I can rarely officially name a cluster - no, no, no, no. Not yet. Not yet.

Too bad - yes, I'm really sorry, but that's still early.

In order to name a cluster with your chest up, you need yet another router and a member to connect with it. For the first time since they were ready, we are known as "BVJs" as clusters.

Thinking about it, there was still a long way to go.

Now, that's what we're looking for right now: the "Hierarchy Without Opening" exploration, which has been discussed several times since before.

Anyway, it's a hierarchy that's been a mystery for over a hundred years. Moreover, such a hidden stage was available, so to speak.

Sometimes it's not enough to be vigilant.

- So there was also an offer from the other side that we were supposed to set up a joint front with "Bullish Violet Jokers" and "Knights of Pale Red Flames" led by Mr. Villey for the exploration of the hierarchy.

"Get ready and pour out the maximum power you can get ready. We shouldn't have a lot of times like this."

is the valve of the new member Flim. She was also just made to lick the bitter juice again and again by the 'hidden stage' scheme, and the words had an indescribable weight.

By the way, Hannu and Rosé have also agreed with me on having a system of cooperation with Mr Villey's Knights of Pale Red Flames.

"Is that the apology for the bluff? I'm telling you I'll give it to my concubines no matter what they find. You should be thankful."

"When I listen to Mr. Rag and Mr. Flim, I still don't know what's coming out. I wondered if it would be best to come with the utmost vigilance and strength. In that sense, I don't think NPK is any more of an ally."

And the three of them say this with their mouths shut.

"Rats don't have to do it."

"There's no burden on Mr. Rag."

"Hart tried to be stupid and get hurt."

Kufu, and laugh. Oh, look at my face. [M] Ha, laughing and winking.

Totally unscrupulous, reckless characters have settled in, and I just had to let them pull my face and laugh bitterly.

gossip.

We were able to avoid the party's financial difficulties, but remember that there was another immediate priority.

Yes, it improves my foundational ability as a leader.

Fortunately, I don't have to worry about other Explorers getting ahead of me because the protection in the room on the first floor is keyed to the Midgals Olm component that I own. I checked the other day just in case, so I'm sure of this.

So there's no need to panic.

I said hurry up and go around. I wasn't in a hurry about that hierarchy, I just needed to build up my workouts carefully and try again when my strengths were pretty good - though I thought so at first.

Unfortunately, a situation has been created in which the hierarchical strategy of the matter cannot be left unattended for very long.

Yes. The world isn't so sweet that things go as expected.

Because where the hell did you hear from the other day - although everyone seems convinced that Nieves and the others must have leaked - "The Broadcaster" has been contacting Mr. Villey and Mr. Karel.

When challenging the example "Hierarchy Without Opening," he wants us to shoot it.

I hear it's a common story.

When there is a historic discovery at any site (Relics) or a major incident, 'broadcasters' from all over come to interview and photograph in total. At that time - mainly top groups, etc. - if you have explorers or clusters that have a lot of fans, they often make requests to appear there.

This time, Mr. Villey and I were supposed to join us in challenging The Hierarchy Without Opening, so I guess it was a boat across.

Regardless, the real main thing is our BVJ, so Karel came directly to our base for clearance on this matter.

"- So what do you think? It's a little early, but it's also a chance to sell your names. [M] If we succeed, we may also increase the number of people wishing to join the cluster. Oh, yeah, naturally, but I'll give you all the gallantry from them, too. There are no exceptions to the promise."

Hannu rebelled like this because the offer was thankful or rather too convenient for us to pull the other way around.

"I don't mind if I say so... but isn't that too much for the rest of us? I know it's a sign of gratitude and apology, but it's creepy when you get so bad."

I agree, and my neighbor Rosé nodded small as well.

to carefree narratives. But Mr. Karel did not break his spare attitude, but rather smiled and showed it.

"That's all we appreciate, and Ashley's life wasn't light... I hope you understand that, Princess Xiaolong"

"Hmm..."

He was Hanu, who looked subtly unconvinced yet, but in the end the four of us decided to talk to him and ask him to talk about the shooting.

Originally, this was not a particular time, and I was not going to go after a certain period of time.

Besides, there must be a lot of convenience for Mr. and Mrs. Villey. I don't even know how long I'll be exploring in this float rise. Then it was better to go when we could go together.

For that reason, the "Hierarchy Without Opening" strategy, which was hanging around when, began to become rapidly realistic, and as a result of scheduling by Mr. Villey and the others, the decision came two weeks after the request was made by the "broadcaster".

Time is fast, and three days have already passed since then.

Until the 'Hierarchy Without Opening' attack, there are ten days left.

These days I've been getting special training from Ashley and Rose every day to prepare for the day and improve my local power a little bit.

"Then we'll go back to the city once, Beowulf."

"Ha, ha!

Come to think of it, the matter of the swordsmanship guide, which was a promise to Mr. Ashley, cannot go on for long either. I'm gonna need a separation somewhere.

That's not why I decided to match this promise with the 'Hierarchy Without Opening' offense, too.

The deadline is until the day before you arrive at the first level of exploration. Until then, Mr. Ashley can teach me swordsmanship directly. However, since both me and Mr. Ashley have their usual explorations, the only special training is in the early morning for two hours (awat).

Thanks to me here, I had a pretty hard day in the morning with Mr. Ashley's swordsmanship guide, exploring with Hannu and the others by day, and training in martial arts by Mr. Rosé at night.

Nevertheless, I am still happy to experience myself growing even at the slightest. No matter how tough they were physically and mentally, if they could help Hannu and everyone as a result, it was no fart to have some hard work.

"- Speaking of which, I heard some strange rumors the other day, you know?

"Rumors?"

As I followed Mr. Ashley's back ahead - I don't know why, but when the training is over it always becomes this schematic - I leaned my neck.

Mr. Ashley, who holds the pale, full-bodied, two-song knife "Sir Baylin," did not fail to alert himself to his surroundings, but proceeded unannounced to walk.

It's a rumor about the so-called Beowulf Style. Haven't you heard of it?

"Be, Beowulf, Style......?

What the hell is that? It sounded so unusual that I accidentally parroted it back.

"Yeah," Beowulf Style. As its name suggests, it refers to the way you fight, the way you fight. "

"Me, the way I fight...?

I kind of have a bad feeling about it.

"Style of overlapping supportive techniques of physical strengthening to destroy a level of SB that is normally out of reach - they say. The clogging is about giant killings."

For a moment only, I didn't understand what you were talking about.

"- Huh... Huh!?

Surprise exploded late. Unexpectedly peel off your eyes and scream at Mr. Ashley's back.

"Oh no... that mess isn't dangerous!?

"... do you say it..."

Mr. Ashley gave me a glimpse over my shoulder, wandering, not stopping me from walking. It was an indescribable gaze, mixed with the particulates of giving up in the shadows.

"Ugh..."

From time to time, Hannu, Mr. Rose, and Flim have the same gaze on me. For example, when I said something like "Don't do anything dangerous" to Hannu, "Better not go too far..." to Rosé, or "Don't be impotent" to Flim, they turned their eyes on me in a very similar way.

I was wondering if you'd say that.

No, even if I know. You don't deserve to say that to me. But I'm worried, so I can't help it. Because as a companion, I really care.

"So, but why now? The support ceremony has always been famous for its uselessness..."

"It's not useless. It's difficult to use and it's not user-friendly. That would be the best thing you know about being an enhancer. - How many times do I know that it's okay to despise yourself without meaning, do you?"

"Oh, su, excuse me!

Like one day, I apologize in a hurry because there happened to be a cage of dangers in Mr. Ashley's voice.

Don't, don't. Occasionally Hannu also notices that the masochistic habits that I stuck around when I was a solo haven't been fixed yet. I have to be careful because it offends people around me when degrees go by.

"... What can I say, Beowulf? That's all that meant your activity was gorgeous. Especially the same enhancers as you, they will all have been braved. Supporting ceremonies can be helpful, they can never be taken lightly."

"- Well, that means..."

Mr. Ashley agreed with me as I looked ahead.

"That's right. People who had weak surgery and had to become enhancers, and who had only known and looked to negative aspects before, have once again come to the attention of the supportive arts ceremony because of your activism. As a result - recently, [Explorer imitating you] stopped following."

……

I had no choice but to say a few words.

I don't know what to say to myself, but what I'm doing is pretty lame.

I am certainly pleased that the supportive art formula has been reassessed and that the enhancer's status has improved. But that's not what I'm talking about.

Looking only at superficial specs, the support technique - except for poor fuel consumption - would be visible to the eye as a very convenient one. But there are many traps lurking there.

Without understanding that, there is no way to use a supportive technique - no, it must not be.

In particular, what Ms Ashley said earlier: 'Overlapping the supportive technique of physical strengthening to destroy a level of SB that is normally out of reach' is the pinnacle of stupidity and out of the question.

No, I really don't know what I'm talking about.

'Cause I want you to think about it.

From the beginning, it's an SB that the opponent [can't beat without physical enhancement in a supportive technique]. Conversely, when the effect of a supportive technique expires, it loses, as a matter of course, and is killed.

There will be more to impotence.

What if the number of enemies is higher than assumed? What if Photon Blood gets depleted (igzost)? What if my physical control doesn't work and I fall over? What if we get too much momentum and hurt our allies?

Just a little bit of unexpected events or just overlapping bad luck, wouldn't the situation be packed?

That's not all.

There are a number of side effects to the assistive technique.

For example, if you use the support technique "Force Boost", your surgery power will double, but if you use the attack technique, it will double. Even if you increase your muscle strength with Strength, you have a good chance of blowing yourself up losing in poker if you misapply or subtract the force. If Rapid improves its agility, it will be so missed that it must be adjusted so well. If you improve your defense with Protection, your body will be heavier from the core, so without Strength and Rapid, you will still lose your fighting power.

Behind the great advantages lies the considerable disadvantages.

In the first place, no matter how many people with weak surgery say they will become enhancers, that's not true of cases that are weaker than me, less than a hundredth of the time. Even if, at best, it is one-half, one-third, or much lost and one-quarter of the time, there is still a limit to the number of times a supportive technique is used. Maybe if I could use it more than ten times.

Let's say there was an enhancer who could activate the assistive technique ten times. Suppose you activate Strength, Rapid, and Protection one at a time to double the enhancement coefficient for the full enhancement. This will allow you to use it three times and fight with doubled combat power during the three minitos. In this case, it should be noted that the subject of activating the surgical ceremony can be himself or his companions.

However, the average battle time with SB in Explore is about three minitos at a time. It is also said that unless you run around so aggressively, SB pops in the ruins about once every five to ten minitos.

In other words, if I had used the support technique three times per battle, I would be out of gas in the third battle.

Besides, what if that was the area where an SB of strength would come out that you wouldn't be able to cut through with normal power? That's solo, too.

I don't even want to think about it.

Aside from the story if it's an alternative to the cover-up ceremony, like Mr. Ashley, there's nowhere to be forced to do so at a time when you own such an expensive object.

Because so many difficulties lie in the assistive technique ceremony, there is a history of enhancers being treated badly so far.

After three fights and a high end, I can't do much exploration. More importantly, if you get depleted (igzost) and can't move, you'll be switching quickly to baggage pulling the legs of parties and clusters.

Brad Nectar? Sure, if we had a lot of those, it would be possible to make a succession, but it would take some money and time to get Brad Nectar ready. Economic inefficiencies would make the balance of payments turn into a deficit if we did poorly. If that happens, it's the end of the line.

Therefore, it is the original purpose of the support technique to use it in the necessary places or as a trump card in times of need.

To give an example, Mr. Villey led the battle between the Knights of Pale Red Flames and the gatekeeper Box Kong. The first blow of that time - that's one of the ideals. Such use is the culmination of the support ceremony.

I don't even know that, and I can't believe I decide where to explore based on my ability to be doubled - I can only say 'extreme of fools', although the words are bad.

Is' suicide applicant 'exquisite, even if it is often said?

- Yes. I once broke up with Hannu and kept hunting SB on the front line to get stronger and dying, like I did that day.

"Unfortunately, something called the masses is something that only looks at superficial matters. It's a more reckless story, especially if what they underestimate would be sensory changes when the body is strengthened. Nevertheless, this is the first time I have also noticed by training with you..."

――

I lean my neck against Mr. Ashley, who cut off words in a strange place. Mr. Ashley put something between hesitant subtleties before continuing like this.

"... is the balance of your trunk. Honestly, I'm surprised. Your master gave you a very special workout."

"Trunk...?

"Yeah, I've never seen a trunk owner as perfectly organized as you. As if you were a newborn child, you don't see any distortion or collapse. By reason," Absolute Square "should be able to move properly. Because the balance of the trunk is not biased to either the left or the right. If there is a slight discrepancy, when the enhancement coefficient is more than a thousand times higher, the effects of that discrepancy should also come out more than a thousand times higher. But you can still [go straight] in that state. This is impossible unless the trunk is perfectly balanced."

"Ha ha...?

Speaking of which, I think Mr. Rosé said something similar the other day.

Says...

'Apparently, Mr. Rug has [a pure foundation] embedded in him. I thought it was growing fast...... I didn't know it was this far. Your grandfather was a wonderful mentor.'

- and.

I don't know for myself, but somehow I'm not sure how the rate of absorption of what I was taught is normal because of that [pure foundation].

Though I don't really feel it.

Is it because of that?

Ha, and Mr. Ashley, who goes forward, sighed and dropped his shoulder slightly. Stop and look back. Rugged glances pierced my face and stopped my legs like I'd hit a wall I couldn't even see.

"... you're a worthless man. Do you understand? No matter how powerful or how fast you move, those with imperfect trunk balance will never be able to fight the same way as you. This isn't simply about strong weakness, it's about the realm of having or not having it, is it?

"Uh...?

I accidentally fall back on Mr. Ashley's sword screen, which obviously just seems angry. I don't see how she's outraged.

- Is that weird, did I do something I shouldn't?

I laughed lovingly, and the humble words I came up with,

"- Oh, so, but, or, if it's about physical balance, anyone can correct it."

"Excuse me! There's no way you can! No one struggles once the stained distortion is so easy to remove! Awesome because you think we're training to incorporate support techniques into our tactics!

He was suddenly blocked on the way to his mouth and bit as much as he wanted. Mr. Ashley's eyes, suspended from the beginning, further sharpen the angle and stare at me.

Speaking of which, for some time now, Karel's policy has been to tell me that the people of "NPK" are being trained so that they can move perfectly after layering a supportive technique for physical strengthening. From Mr. Ashley's mouthfeel, it can be seen as something that is apparently quite struggling.

Suddenly, Mr. Ashley leaned down and began to tremble.

"Perfect trunk balance, body and limb size like golden ratio, how to muscle without extra thanks to not being overworked......! How difficult it is to have them all......!

Gabba, and suddenly he looks up and screams.

"You have no idea. Hey!?

"Oh, I'm sorry!?

Apologies popped out of my mouth unexpectedly by too much momentum. Vickoon, and the body stretches and stiffens.

"No! Regardless of what you think, why can't you tell that the essence of your growth rate is in the carefully brewed physical balance with my guidance on trunks that are created just to" Absolute Square "in a supportive technique? I'm complimenting you.

"Shh, I'm sorry!?

"So! Me! This me! Praise me! I'm here! Take you!!

"I'm sorry. - Huh?

I tried to apologize once and noticed strange discomfort.

What was the content of that Mr. Ashley was yelling at in a truthful voice to separate it with verses - on second thought, it was a word of praise.

"-... Oh, thank you, thank you...?

I realized that late and I thanked him instead of apologizing. [M]

Then,

"Huh! That's it! That's fine. Shh!!

Shortly after I unequivocally affirmed my affirmation - Mr. Ashley changed his complexion as if, yes, he had regained me.

The facial expressions muscles solidify perfectly,

"- Eh...!

When I thought, my mouth started mumbling, and finally, whew! and exploded.

"Oh, my goodness! How could someone like you? I was just trying to praise you! Good flim with you, how can you drive me crazy so awesome!? Do you have any grievances against me!? No, I do, so I don't know! So this is how you say you are guiding swordsmanship to apologize!!

"Oh, I don't mean to...!?

I can bark at Ashley with the impetus she's about to cry. [M]

Speaking of which, since when does Mr. Ashley nickname my cousin "Milliverty Flim" instead of "Milliverty Flim"? It's amazing when it comes to smooth communication between women, in fact Flim has become Mr. Ashley's navy before me, and now he interacts with messages all the time. Is that why you're already in the pattern of calling each other "Ashley" and "Flim" without worrying about it?

Sometimes I wonder if my interpersonal communication skills have been absorbed into Flim while we have been living together for a long time. I know that's not true, of course, but I can't help but think that when I see her getting along with the people around her instantly. Or how Flim fought even though he was so good at building relationships, he still had to explore them solo...

"- Anyway, even though it's a special style that only you can do, its monkey imitators are gushing like asparagus after the rain. These epidemics happen from time to time. The common sense mimics the style of a sensationally active explorer and tries to make a name for itself. I would also say self-restraint, but self-absorbed, rebellious humans are everlasting. You may have something because of the example of Beowulf Style, so be careful."

Somehow when she was asked to forgive her anger, Ms. Ashley turned her back again saying so, turning bright red to her ears. As it were, I would step on the soles of my shoes and go ahead.

"Oh, that...?

While rushing after his back, I tilted my neck again.

I mean, in short, to sum up what Mr. Ashley said - he's worried about me...?

Maybe, no, I'm sure you do. I can't say anything about anyone else either, but even Mr. Ashley is quite clumsy. While praising my trunk balance, I guess I wanted to draw your attention to Beowulf Style.

It was just a hard expression for me to understand.

Am I too blunt, her way of saying too far away, or both?

When I realized that, I accidentally spilled a laugh out of my mouth.

"- Thank you! I'll be careful, Mr. Ashley!

"... don't take it personally!

When I thanked Mr. Ashley out loud for his back trying to get away with an awesome early walk, Mr. Ashley's walking speed accelerated even more.

I knew repeatedly that it was lit, so I also increased my leg rotational speed and chased after the hem of a long jacket like the tail of a swinging and dancing penguin.

It was then.

"Ha, help me. Yikes!!

It was the sad scream that struck our ears.