In the morning, after his eyes woke up, he stepped out of a tent as secure as his parents' and stretched out.
I accomplished the job I undertook, so I slept just a little late today.
The effects of Emily's tent were combined, refreshing and exhausting.
"Huh?"
Second, I saw the celest climbing up in the garbage pile.
I swept it yesterday and the garbage was like a mountain.
No, more than usual.
It feels almost double.
I approached Celest and spoke from behind.
"Morning."
"Good morning, you're finally up"
"Emily's tent is too comfortable."
"I get it. I had a hard time leaving the tent in the morning, too. Five more minutes, one more minute, 30 more seconds... that was tough."
"I'm telling you, this is not how a normal house works. Even the tent is so sweet and warm, you know what I mean?
Celest gobbled, his throat rang.
"From the tent...... thank you"
You're crushing, you imagine.
I just want to invite you out for a moment.
Somehow, I want to brag about Emily.
Let's ask him out for a moment when we get back to the cyclo.
Well,
While I think so, I'll see you a pile of garbage.
"Speaking of which, what's wrong with you? Is this a lot less garbage today than usual?
"Really? Apparently, there's a dungeon master out there, and the adventurers can't get into the dungeon, so this is what happened when almost everyone was eating and drinking in the yak"
"Dungeon Master?"
Cover your neck.
That's the first word I've heard.
"As the name suggests, it's a dungeon. I only show up once every few months, so it's the first time I've seen you in Selene."
"Heh, there's that. Is it tough?
"Fine, that's the problem."
I don't know what that means, and I snap my neck.
"It's almost a circumferential adventurer gathering in Selene right now. People who specialize in keeping monsters stable and hunting."
"You mean you can't deal with monsters of character."
"Yes. Tomorrow we'll have an adventurer to deal with. People who are good with dungeon masters."
I see.
Adventurers have a lot of things.
Well, there are people who produce air and turn it into a princess's air box for sale, and some people, like me, have the right abilities to investigate new dungeons.
It's not strange to have adventurers specializing in monsters of character.
I'll leave the rice cake to the cake shop, over there.
"Ah..."
"What's up?"
"I'm haggling over there. You've got too many people on the other side of the spectrum."
"I'll take him down."
"Huh? But"
"I can't dive into the dungeon today anyway, I'll help."
"... thanks"
Celest blushed and thanked him for some reason.
I take a pair of pistols and go all the way around the pile of garbage to the other side.
About a minute on a small run, he ran quite a distance and turned to the other side.
There was Frankenstein everywhere.
Well, you do.
Hatching into a haggle thing where there are no people, if there's anything so collectively going on, it's not the whole thing or two.
Celest was in trouble, but I tried.
Because Haglemon is a mountain of treasure from me.
Put on a red ruby bracelet, a bracelet with the occasional effect of a drop of hagglery stuff up.
He loads a flamethrower gun with flamethrowers and hunts Frankenstein from a safe distance.
Stop and defeat one after the other with a flaming fusion bullet.
A golden tracking bullet drops from burnt out Frankenstein.
One basic shot, two drops due to the occasional bracelet effect.
Defeat Haglemon with flow work and go.
I thought my style would be classified as circumferential.
My body is stained in a safe and efficient way at some point.
He's natural in guiding the slime over the magic cart and knocking it down, and other ideas to increase efficiency.
That's fine.
"Sometimes you want to do something a little different."
I snapped and accidentally laughed bitterly.
Where Frankenstein was last united, he put his gun away, grabbed his fist and stepped in.
A punch of sound cuts the wind out of a muscle full of twig haggis.
I took it with both hands, Pachine, and there was a sound, and the shock waves blew everything around me.
"Whoa!
Grab an arm and pull, out of balance and punch the counter.
Run into the blowing Frankenstein and catch up, hand in hand and slap him with a hammer punch.
The giant forks and penetrates the ground.
The ground cracked and a crater was formed. Frankenstein is tough after all trying to get up from there.
Do the chase without resting your hands.
Force S, speed A, and high physical ability are used to demonstrate martial arts such as cartoons and cartoons.
The world's most famous anti-aircraft moves, too, used to be a big deal when I had a friend fly me out of a jungle gym and twist my wrist, but now I have no problem blowing Frankenstein's giant away.
Hey, creepy.
I did a lot of things and it took a lot of time.
I used twice the time I had spent on the herd so far to defeat just one whole Frankenstein.
Dropped was a golden trailing bullet as well.
The bracelet is not activated, so only one shot.
The results are exactly the same, the efficiency sucks.
Still wanted to do it, and it felt good.
While playing efficient, I want to get caught up somewhere.
It's my bad habit.
But it was scary.
At the same time, he reiterated that he could do anything other than play efficiently.
I picked up the trailing bullet and went all the way around the heap of garbage to get back to where I was.
There was someone there who was the least efficient, the opposite of me.
Celest also released Inferno into a little garbage a little further away.
As I burn the garbage, I'm really gonna stay a little over there.
Normally, weak magic is fine for the guy who stays a bit, but Celest can only use one type of grand magic, so it's inefficient to die at times like this.
And so I waste my magic in a way, draining my strength.
I'm still fluttering.
"Emily, are you there?
Yes, sir.
Immediately responding to the call, Emily came out of the tent.
"Let's give Celest a break. Let's restrain him inside the tent and force him to rest. I'll do the garbage."
"Okay, sir."
That's what Emily said and headed to Celest.
Grab my hand and try to drag me into the tent.
Emily on Nico's face, celestial on her troubled face.
She tries to shake Emily, but she can't shake it off.
Nearly 170 cm long celests are losing to about 130 cm of Emily.
Kind of funny.
As such, Celest is dragged into the tent by Emily.
Emily shifted her tent a little before entering, keeping her away from the garbage.
That's Emily, Haglemon - and I won't forget to follow up on Frankenstein.
Amazing woman.
What's even more amazing is that I saw a divine, temple-to-temple fluctuation from the opening of the tent only for a moment.
That's Emily, she's an amazing woman.
"come fully healed but good"
Bless the Celest, while I distance myself from the garbage.
Now I used a flame fusion bullet to play it thoroughly for efficiency.
"Mmm... Kimochi, okay..."
As I heard a distracted honky voice in my tent, I swept away the garbage and got a ton of tracking bullets.
The last piece of shit tried to hit me again, but with a bitter laugh, I figured I'd knock him out with a flamethrower.
"Whoa?"
Two, four adventurers came from the Cyclo side.
It feels like two warriors and two wizards.
All four look ambitious and powerful.
Plus the balance of the combination is good.
"That."
"He's probably an adventurer in the Dungeon Master crusade."
That's what Emily said.
"I knew it."
"Yes. You're a powerful man, but you don't have a magic cart. It's just a crusade."
"Oh, sure."
The adventurers were all combat gear.
I bring a lot of gear, magic carts and all that stuff for peripheral production, but I don't have any of that lineage stuff at all.
Looks like a crusade-specific piece of equipment.
"Don't go back to normal driving tomorrow, either, Selene."
Yes, sir.
"What about Celest, by the way?
"I'm taking a nap. We'll have a snack together when we wake up."
"My share, too."
"Yes!
Emily's snack when she wakes up to soothe the celest.
I don't know what's coming out, but just imagine who it was.
As expected, the snack wasn't just the celest, it was annoying to me as well.
An evening when Emily annoys me.
Behind it, crusade experts had been wiped out by the Dungeon Master.