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

Well, then I said, what happened?

First, in conclusion, Romnick took his life safely.

Yes - and the rumor is that I received a direct message from Mr. Villey to my "artificial SEAL" returning from Lunatic Babel, which was the place of the duel. Note that why the message was sent to an "artificial SEAL" will be described later.

Anyway - although it was well done while I was at it - it seems Romnick's capacity was terrible, even though he received an advanced healing ceremony from a high-ranking healer through his medical port.

When I said how much it was, I told the doctor that all my body fractures, lacerations, ruptures, nerve breaks, and so on combined medically, 'It's a real miracle that I'm alive with this'.

What else? Of all the "substitute protections" Romnick was entangled in, what substitutes for life really only protects life. In other words, it protects the parts that are necessary to sustain life, but on the contrary, it doesn't get around to anything else. Rather, it can also be described as a miraculous blessing because the effect is concentrated. I don't know the details, but is it worth enough to buy a router with that one protection?

In fact, what Teng himself said that he did that far, but I think it's Romnick's, obsessive gift that has prepared him in the mood to survive anything. That thoughtful manipulation is not something that can be done that way even if they tell you to do it. How much money did you pour? And how the hell did you raise that money? It is a total mystery.

Anyway, it turns out from the content of the message sent that it is still romnic - that is, artifact related - to Mr. Villey's "emergency".

It didn't seem like a rush from Romnick's condition, but was there some special circumstance?

- The question was answered directly by Mr. Villey, who later came to our base - one of the luxury apartments where Hannu first signed a lease and now we all pay rent as a shared asset.

"Congratulations, Mr. Rug. And thank you. Let me thank you very much."

In the evening, Mr. Villey, who appeared with a bouquet of flowers, just like every other time, gave me a goddess-like smile after foreshadowing that he was sorry for being late.

"I'm so sorry I won the duel because of you, but I'm behind you in celebrating like this. I know it just seems deceptive, but I was wondering if you'd take this."

Unlike when we met face to face before the duel, Mr. Villey, dressed in a soft atmosphere like the other day on a date, offered a luxurious bouquet of flowers. Beautiful flowers put together. That had become even more amazing than the previous one in terms of gorgeousness.

I take it politely, in awe.

"Oh, thank you...... Huh!

"No, this way. Thanks to you for winning, I feel like my shoulder's loaded, I"

Ugh, and Villy, who laughed adorably, blinked her deep red eyes like she noticed something.

"... sounds like a lot of fun. Could I have bothered you again?

Mr. Villey, standing at the front door, peered into the back of the room over my shoulder.

From behind me as I open the front door, I hear the fun voices of the girls - mainly Hannu and Flim - if I have to. I guess that reached Mr. Villey's ear as well.

"No, the..."

I'm lost in words. [M]

To tell the truth, I was just about to throw my winning party in a whisper. The intercom bell rang at exactly the right time, let's toast.

But for a moment, I thought this was a good time.

If it were true, my celebration would have been done right away, but there were a number of circumstances that didn't, and I ended up postponing it until such a time. That's when Mr. Villey arrived in time to finally get started. Isn't this a great opportunity to thank you for this one?

I just transferred a flashing thought like a heaven into action. [M]

"Ahhh! Uh, uh, the... the thing is, we're all going to celebrate right now... so, uh! And Mr. Villey, well, if you like...!

I asked Mr. Villey to join me.

Though I got dodgy about the poor Mr. Villey with his hair down and the scent that smelled from the bouquet of flowers, making him a very sleek rhetoric.

"- Oh, is that okay?... but yeah. I'd like to report something to you, too, so may I interrupt?

Kusu, laughed and Mr. Villey responded comfortably.

"Yes! Go ahead, go ahead."

With a large bouquet of flowers, I lead Mr. Villey to the living room, which is a party venue.

Shortly after my duel with Romnick ended and I woke up. Having quit Lunatic Babel, we were initially talking about having a celebration at some store. But while we were having a conversation on the move, we should go to the hospital first and have a test.

For whatever reason - nothing else, my "SEAL" caused it.

Somehow, as soon as the duel was over, my "SEAL" stopped saying Un or Sung.

That's not all.

"Speaking of which, Hart, how was that alle?

"Arre?"

Flim suddenly asked me as I was walking around eating ground beef skewers bought in the outdoor area.

"Look, you're supposed to be ommitting (Stex). Because you're not physically connected to the circuit, there's no way the whole body mode could be activated, but you're letting it deploy at your best, right? How am I supposed to be like that?

I also forgot to chew the ground beef in my mouth, and I said, "Poop."

"……………………… I don't know, I don't …"

"What?"

"............................................................................................................................................."

"Huh?

And, well, various strange parts have also emerged in this way, so we decided to head straight to the hospital just in case.

So, when I saw the doctor, it turned out that "SEAL", which should have definitely recovered during the duel, was silent again.

Or, precisely, the fact of the shock was revealed that [it has not yet recovered].

The doctor who diagnosed me said,

"Earlier." Was SEAL working? No, no, you shouldn't joke, you can't possibly move in this state. Mostly, you don't even have a log of it moving, do you?

Unbelievably, that word was correct, and not a single activation log was recorded on my SEAL, which I accessed via a medical port. Naturally, so is the battle log.

To too many gaps between reality and diagnostic results: 'That? Could I be weirder?' And while I lost a little confidence, 'but I still couldn't even honestly back off.

"Yes, no, but it did move... I could take my weapon out of storage, and I could use the surgical ceremony properly... uh, I don't think it's been delivered yet, but there's some footage of evidence for once..."

and tried eating down, the doctor put his arms together and twisted his neck,

"That's strange."

It was just that.

In the end, it was probably a decision that the test results would be more correct than the patient's testimony. Nonetheless, it was the view of the doctor, who is an expert, that it was only the hospital leasing "artificial SEAL" that was running in the time period I call "SEAL was working", and that even the behavioral logs remain that way.

Nevertheless, I, the boulder, am no more convinced by this than everyone else. So I decided to extend my legs to other hospitals and have them tested there as well.

But the results are exactly the same.

Exactly similar to the diagnosis given by the first doctor came out in other hospitals. After all, my "SEAL" story was suspicious, and I was wondering if it was some kind of mistake. I got my mouth together and that's what they said. But still, in fact, I was using my technique in a duel. Everyone was watching it. Nevertheless, the doctor also gave me a proper test at the doctor.

After all, it remained completely mysterious as to why my "SEAL" was only moving during the duel, and we left the hospital with thoughts that did not fall on us.

However, I am not saying that I am fortunate to be unhappy, but I am really glad that the second hospital also had the result of 'No malaise except SEAL'. On that point alone, we all caressed our chests down with relief. Even though it's not as good as the Midgalds Olm, because it was pretty lame this time around.

In the end, I totally missed lunchtime while I was doing that, and the atmosphere no longer felt like having a celebration at some store.

Then Mr. Rosé suggested this to me.

"If you don't mind, though. How about I go back to base once and act more cooked than I put on my arm? I think if you also elaborate on decorating the room, you can create a more celebratory atmosphere. How about Princess Xiaolong, Mr. Flim?

Me, Hannu, and Flim nodded at this without a word or two. The four cluster members have been living together lately, but Rosé's cooking arm is no longer origami.

He said, "For the clumsiness of the relationship, I can seem to be a little clever about the unspeakable," but that stuff is just humble, and I'm more of a cook than an explorer.

The Rosé herself declared, "Put more on your arm." I could only hope for this.

They also touched Hannu's harp line in that the decorations made the venue luxurious.

"That's good! Let the concubine decorate herself! Don't expect it, Rato!

Hannu, happy to sparkle her golden-eyed silver eyes, felt that perhaps one way or another, she enjoyed the work of decorating itself. Speaking of which, I remember having fun decorating at Flim's birthday party when I was a little girl. It's so much fun, yeah.

Therefore, we decided to return to our base while buying ingredients and decorative items along the way.

- Speaking of which, when I decided to have a party in the living room, Mr. Rose was earing something at Hannu, but what was that?

Am I supposed to be in a banquet art meeting at this time? I was comfortable thinking, for example.

Because of this, it became a feather that would surprise me greatly later.

Yes, as follows:

"This way, please. I've already prepared food and drinks."

It wasn't the welcome voices of Hannu and the others who welcomed me back into the living room by taking Mr. Villey.

It was a huge burst sound played by party crackers.

"Wow!?

Daddy bread! and the sharp sound that echoed overlapping, and the flying paperworker drained his liver. Biku! and my body gets stiff. I was so surprised I almost took off the bouquet of flowers at risk.

Something tells me that Hannu and the others who were supposed to be at the table lined up with the dishes were somehow moving near the entrance and exit of the living room, and at the same time I came in, they rang the crackers in unison.

"... eh...?

All three of them had a windy smile about doing it.

"It was daunting, Rato!

"Well done, Hart!

"Congratulations, Mr. Rug"

Everyone smiles with a full face, hands crackers spitting out a bunch of glittering ribbons, words of labor.

I don't know what it is.

Everything that was in my head until just now was blown away by the loud noise.

"... hehe...?

I don't know, I spill a dumb voice.

At that moment, behind your back. Again, Pan! And the dry sound rang, and now it was time for me to drop the bouquet and jump.

"Wow!? What? What? What?

I looked back in a hurry, and for some reason there was a figure of Mr. Villey holding the same party cracker Hannu or Flim or Mr. Rose had.

"- What!? What...... Huh!? That, that- oh, that...!?

Mr. Villey also lifts the edge of his lips with a smile that he does.

"It was a great fight, Mr. Rag. I wonder if boulders are like" Beowulf the Brave ". - Speaking of which, you were using the knife I gave you, right? Glad to hear it. It was worth it."

Surrounded by a nicotine smile.

I'm the only one who's surprised, this situation. [M]

Or maybe, this is--

"Successful surprise. ♪ Hey, Hart, you surprised? Surprised?"

- I knew it...!

The main culprit must have been Flim. He makes his black-haired twin tail jump, checking the dodgy tail with his face like a bad boy with a successful prank.

"Bitter..."

"Bi?"

"... it's creepy..."

Phew, and I exhaled, which I had stopped at some point, and I collapsed to the spot with a snare. The gap between astonishment and relief caused her to lose half her hips.

The women laughed at me like that. I turn my gaze to one of them, Mr. Villey, who should have been a sudden and unusual customer.

"- Yeah, but how did you get to Mr. Villey...?

I know Hanu and Mr. Rose were secretly purchasing party crackers for surprises, headed by Flim - or in formation. But how come even Mr. Villey, who just arrived, has crackers?

The one who answered my question was Hannu, with a thin chest for some reason.

"Mm-hmm. It was the concubine who summoned him."

"What? Hannu?

A little - no, it was quite surprising. I thought Hannu didn't want to call Mr. Villey.

"In a suggestion from Rosé. I can't tell you how much business I had, but I can't help but say a word to this one who came home first without saying hello. So I kept it a secret from Lato."

Mr. Rosé blocked Hannu's mouth from speaking in a good way.

"? No, Princess Xiaolong. What I said was that Mr. Villey would have been more lively to call you too, and I'm sure Mr. Rug would be happy with it - the story?

…………

Pita, and Hanu's movement stops with Doya's face still.

In the next moment he returned to his vegan expression with tremendous momentum, pointing his golden and silver demon eyes like cats at the ceiling.

"... did that happen?

"Yes, it's just that if Mr. Villey comes to this occasion, Princess Xiaolong will be able to say what she wants to say - I added."

I can somehow imagine Hannu's reasons for misunderstanding. Maybe Hannu, that plus alpha has become the mainstay, and the Lord and Obedience have reversed it.

"From there, if you want to call Mr. Villey anyway - and Mr. Flim came up with this surprise. We're within our expectations in a way, so we're going to need Mr. Villey's help to make things more unexpected."

I see. So I ate the pinch from the front and back, and they did it brilliantly - oh, that's what ear slapping was all about then? In retrospect, I feel like the attitude of the three of us has already been subtly different since then.

"What's more, Mr. Ashley is also here for you. I'm a little late, so I'd like you to start first."

"Until Mr. Ashley?

Surprise. I had this image of you calling me in these places and not coming.

"I'm sorry to surprise you, Mr. Rug. When Princess Xiaolong sent me a message, I thought it might be a little funny... so I bought this on my way here too."

Raising the wreckage of the cracker, Mr. Villey gave himself up laughing as he shrugged. He reaches out to me as he enters.

"But the desire to celebrate you is true, isn't it? Believe me, I'm glad you're not mad there."

"Yes... yes, no, I'd rather thank you for coming, for me something..."

I shook my hand honestly and let him stand up, while I was frightened.

'Cause a while ago - before I met Hannu, you were so close to that sword lady, Villy, that you would never believe me. I'm in such a dream situation right now. I'm a little surprised, but they're all trying to celebrate me. There's nothing to be angry about.

"Oh, that again? Don't put it that way, Mr. Rag - no," brave Beowulf. "You're still unconscious, but you did something really great, didn't you?

Suddenly Mr. Villey grabbed my hands and brought my serious face closer. Because of the height difference, it takes the form of impending height.

"Huh -!?"

My heart danced a heavy breakdance to the beauty that approached me. I desperately put up with a clogged throat and a weird voice going out.

"You protected the dignity of your fellow men and pierced your own will (pride). That's also such a unfavourable rule, dealing with enemies that shouldn't otherwise be enemies. Same as in Hercules. You acted shamelessly in the name of the brave man, and you did what his name deserved. I can't believe I'm being humiliated. You can put your chest up more."

The deep red eyes, which emitted a strong gaze, soothed unexpectedly.

Kusu, and a grin on the edge of his mouth, Mr. Villey smiles like a goddess.

"So let me thank you again. Thank you so much for winning the duel, Mr. Rug."

Gyu, and Mr. Villey's delicate hands softly envelop my hands. The temperature coming through my skin is so vivid that my heart is about to pop out of my throat.

But the next moment, what did you think, turned around and Mr. Villey's expression clouded. Drop your gaze diagonally down, and the tone of your voice sinks dark.

"... Actually, you would have forced me to fight against you because of my untruthfulness, wouldn't you? I was so sorry. And if this makes you lose and it's hard to see..."

To Mr. Villey, who had a depressing face, I inadvertently threw up a denial saying, 'No, that's not true'. But sooner than I said it, Mr. Villey looked up and turned back this way.

The cutter's eyes appear slightly moistened as a result of the flutter from his expression.

"- But you've overcome such adversity, and you've had a brilliant victory. Of course, that doesn't make me a write-off... but thanks to you, my mind is a little lighter. Thank you. Thank you very much. And..."

Ugh, and looking so happy, Mr. Villey laughed with a slightly younger looking face.

"- Thanks to you, we've also got a new artifact. overlapping, you are my benefactor, Mr. Rag."

"- Huh...?

I'm flabbergasted to hear what I have to say. [M]

But without my consciousness giving me the crevice to reboot, Mr. Villey became even meatier.

For a moment, I thought my face was getting so close that it breathed - it actually tickled wind on my right cheek -

Whispers in my ear.

"When this happens, yes, but I want you, Ragdishardt. Use you as my sword."

Truth, I stopped breathing.

Into that luscious voice, poured directly from the hole in the ear into the head.

My soul was made an eagle.

"I am the sword lady. It is the creed that always gets the [sword (emotion)] I aim for. Are you ready, my brave man?

My head turns bright white in a sweet whisper that melts my cerebral cord.

But like in sports chamberlain, and in hell's fierce training.

Mr. Villey never let loose his pursuit hand.

Thoughts stopped. On my right cheek,

Chiu.

And, something soft touched me, and I quickly left.

"Nooo!?

"Ah..."

"Ahhh..."

Hanu's scream, Mr. Rose's surprised exhale and Flim's 'I've done it' voice sounded very distant.

Tickles, and signs of a little satanic grin that tickles your ears.

"Thank you very much. I've taught Princess Xiaolong, but she's still a beautiful kiss to the brave men who struggled."

Fun Mr. Villey's voice keeps him away.

The audible voice keeps moving away.

"Oh, yes, of course, but I'm going to talk to you guys about ownership of the artifact, so don't worry. I took advantage of the situation and scratched it, I don't know what it seems like. Let's start with the situation here and there. - Mr. Rag? What's the matter, Mr. Rug? Mr. Rug? What, Princess Xiaolong, what? What's the matter -?"

Like being sucked into a black hole, all of the five senses move away rapidly.

I'm blind, I'm deaf, and everything in my perception shuts down one after another.

I don't even know if I'm standing or falling anymore.

I don't know anything.

It was a big bang in my head.

There was no way I could stand this. [M]

There wasn't a single one.

It was immediate.

My consciousness was swallowed by darkness to drop the breaker without even being able to think of anything.

It was the moment when the celebration was postponed.

Chapter Four: "I am the sword lady." It is the Creed that always gets the [sword (emotion)] that I aim for. Are you ready, my brave man?

It's over.