1000 nin no Homunkurusu no Shoujo tachi ni Kakomarete Isekai Kenkoku

"There he is."

Issi and Plumier lay down on a tall grass at a report that lurked Verde's voice and turned their gaze in the direction she said to be vigilant.

Then, indeed, a giant carbide with earthy skin glimmers around as it stands in the middle of the meadow.

Apparently, they're looking for no prey.

The murder weapon, a large stick in my hand, had the blood of the person I once slaughtered creeping on it, dos. It was discolored black, and it seemed like someone who was not very, but just couldn't stand up to the high school students and the naughty girls.

There's nothing wrong with it, believe Plumier's saying, I've come this far for now, but is it really okay?

If you look behind your back with such anxiety, you look as if the homunculus girls, who only had golden eyes in common, would still quietly lower their hips and trust him more.

(No, no, I only have anxiety elements)

And when he's got a head or something, what's the Plumier next door in such a hurry? I was looking at Ishi with the look on my face that I said I really didn't know why.

Uh, am I weirder?

and more and more applause for his confusion.

In doing so, Plumier, as he did when he called Verde,

"Among those with single-digit numbers, those with combat skills as gifts are here."

and whispered secretly with a beautiful voice color.

Then came forward some seemingly active brunette girl with the youngest appearance among the girls and a rare brown skin among the homunculus.

Plumier tells those two quietly.

"The master hopes to move to a safe place as soon as possible. As for, we need to get rid of the marvel in front of us quickly, can you two do it?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No matter how you look at it, it's the girls in front of you, there's no way you can defeat that giant creature.

The silver-haired girl opened her mouth as he tried to stop the impotence.

"Of course not. Who do you think I am? Single digit No. 0004. If it's a monster like that, it's not enough."

So confidently, where did you take it from, no, no doubt, suddenly it appeared in space, that giant sickle.

And when she gently swung it, which did not suit her little body, many times more, she smiled willingly.

A provocative gaze unsuitable for young demands is poured on a monster who believes there is nothing for him in this neighborhood, Troll.

The girl with the other brown skin still had a blind smile on her face.

"Glad to hear it. I can't believe the time has come so soon to help your husband. Leave it to me. Because this hand will turn his body into a pathetic piece of meat. Oh, by the way, I'm No. 0008."

With that said, something like an aura runs on a childish thin arm for a moment.

And for some reason, I put my hand on Oki, where the girl was next door.

Then, at the next moment, the earth suddenly began to sound.

Issi panics about an earthquake, but soon finds out what it was.

Yes, because in one hand of the brown girl, the great tree that was pulled out of the earth, was lifted up easily.

The earthquake was caused by her strength.

"Rest assured. Trolls are not enemies of No. 0004, No. 0008. Come on Master, the wolf smoke (curse) of war is what the Supreme Being raises. Please throw this stone into the troll. That's how the monsters storm the mess."

When Plumier said so, he had let Issi grip a pebble that seemed easy to throw in his hand.

Well, if you believe in one scale of power that you've just shown me, maybe they can easily beat even those horrible monsters.

But it's no different than sending the girls to the battlefield.

Situations that have no way of doing so may mean just in case.

He summons the beautiful silver and black haired girls to speak.

"It's not like I don't trust you. It's just that it's really hard to get cute girls like you to turn to monsters after all. Don't push me if you don't want to, and come back soon."

So he said, one head at a time both, and they shook themselves as touched,

"What a merciful hall. I understand. Leave everything to me. Let's not leave a dust behind and destroy the monster."

"You're right about No. 0004. I can't believe your sweet husband picked it up. It's about doll profit. It's okay, sir. It would be shattered in an instant if it were on me. This... oh."

For some reason, I seem to have overwhelmed my wars.

I regret that Isi said something extra.

"Oh, yeah," said the brunette girl.

"You want me and her name before you fight. Not because you might die. We will always fight for your husband to remember this important first battle."

That said, the two stare into his eyes.

Yeah, it's really a good idea to name it in hopes of winning the fight.

He gives two names that come to mind.

"Algiers" showing its color to a silver girl called No. 0004.

The pitch-black girl, called No. 0008, was given the name "Nahato", which denotes the night.

After they smile satisfactorily, they immediately smile furiously at the carnivore when they find their prey.

When Issi confirmed it, he threw a gripped stone at Troll's back.