Another World Transfer in Game Character

Mountains to the north, a land of cold air that stings your skin.

Guess what happens if you climb more mountains in that cold land.

Three figures existed at the top of such a mountain.

Unusually, they were training to stand on piles with thin trees and move over the ropes they gave them in between.

"Hey, why do I have to imitate street art in such a fucking cold place!?

The name of the man who roughed up his voice is Howell. He is a swordsman of war, apprenticed to the ancient dragon king.

He was trying to hang his feet from the top of the pile onto the rope, holding down his trembling feet. On the pile ahead stands Keyan, his brother.

"Is this it? This is part of the training. Training to be able to move as usual even in poorly scaffolded areas, and to move from a tough ankle to an attack in any position."

"Really! I can't imagine this kind of peaky situation."

"Um, I read Keyan's thoughts, too, and I just reproduced the footage that was there, so I appropriately replied," I wonder if that's what it's like. "

What Guyel read is a scene from an old Kung Fu movie.

It is a scene in which a popular action star on a young day is moulded with a tea bowl on his hands, feet, and knees on the edge of a jaw.

It was the reality of this oddity that Gudragon King Gayer appropriately arranged it and took it into training.

"Hey! Keiyan, Temehe again!

"Wet clothes! I mean, don't read my thoughts. When did you read that?!?

"When I was in the bath, I was defenseless, so..."

"Hey, hey! You're not going to forgive me while I'm in the bath!

Keyan screamed with tears of blood when he said he couldn't even be alert to relaxing time enough to say he was the only one in his life here.

And Guyel answers with a float.

"You must always be careful, swordsman."

"You're kidding me, you grandpa!

"Hey, Keiyan. Themé, don't move there!

Chasing Keyan, the culprit, Howell runs the rope.

The Keiyan reads his mind Ancient Dragon King Geyer chases him and runs in a different direction.

Thus, the rare training was continued until their strength was exhausted.

Approximately four hours until sundown. Keiyan and Howell, who swept over the rope, eventually exhausted themselves and fell to the ground and lost their minds.

Guyel, who was only pimped by one, sighs when he sees the ugliness of his apprentice.

"Oh man, just four hours of being careful and contouring, is this Zama? Not enough training yet."

Guyel is judging by dragon standards, but at a stage when the average person is sneaking around for four hours, he's off track.

Both Keyan and Howell were already moving beyond human boundaries in their focus and stamina.

"No, considering how you've grown here lately, is that too desirable? Keyan's growth has been remarkable since his trip to Kilmila. Howell saw it for the first time then too, but the growth of physical abilities far exceeds that of humans... only that some force is working...?

Actually, it's party-membership by Arusha, because she's getting her granting of protection 'limit breaking', but Gayer doesn't know what's going on around it.

Guyel leans his neck but grabs his disciples and takes them.

Because if we leave him here like this, he could die in the cold.

"If you throw him in the bath and warm him up, he'll wake up. In the meantime, I'll keep it for dinner."

That's what I say. I take my apprentice's foot (...) neck (...) and pull it away. The naturally pulled head gets scratched, but that was something I had to heal later.

Come to the usual waterfall and shoot [fireball].

With the magic of the ancient dragon king, only then will the waterfall turn quickly into a simple hot spring.

Make sure it's at the right temperature and then throw your apprentice into the hot spring. When the apprentice was only Keiyan, he neglected to manage the temperature and was about to become a boiled Keiyan is new to his memory.

From the two disciples who were thrown into the hot spring without healing their abrasions, this was hell.

Water stains the wound and severe pain runs to the face.

"Buaahhhh!?

"Say it! Hurt!?

"Water? No, water!? Fever!"

"Howe - help me, drown... but Bobo"

"Keiyan, hey, swim! You're gonna die!?

Their confusion is also impossible because they were suddenly thrown into the water from a state of stunning.

In anticipation of the rapprochement between the two of them, Gayer told them that it would be up to them to support the meal.

"My disciples, I am in charge of the meal, so let the dirt and fatigue fall in between. I can't even take care of my apprentice's meal at all. Am I a kind master?

"The Master will not drown his disciples!

"Habo, Bobo..."

Howell to scratch first and sinking Keiyan.

Considering that I didn't even have the energy to argue when I first got here, it's a lot of growth.

Seeing Gayer walk away without hearing his disciple's bitterness and other ears, Howell finally settled down and sank herself into the water.

Looks like Keyan managed to get it back together too.

Resting for a while, where the energy to move is revived, he moves downstream of the waterfall, takes a light stone and starts rubbing his body.

This light stone is relatively easy to obtain around here, and can be easily found by searching around this waterfall.

This northern land, the nest of dragons, and especially this neighborhood, is the territory of Gayer, with no appearance of dangerous monsters.

If anyone else were to invade this place, they wouldn't even want to lean on it because every swarm would be wiped out.

Thus, when it comes to the sounds that can be heard, it is only the sounds of the roaring waterfalls and the idyllic birds (not even).

If it was a hot spring trip, it was a great spot to say it was spectacular.

"Well, that's why I'm getting used to life here too..."

"You're only about a month away, so it's better."

Keyan, resurrected beside Howell, begins to wash his body.

Physically, Howell, who was a veteran swordsman, would prevail, but Keyan was well above Howell at the rate of resurrection.

Even if you're exhausted enough to faint, you'll be back in just a few minutes. This resilience is something Howell doesn't have.

"If I stay like this... I seriously die. Let's run."

"Dude, you're learning the best sword moves in the world because of this, huh? Now you won't run away with your tail wrapped around it."

"You're the idiot. Even at this moment... they might be reading your mind, right?

"Gee, I'd love to give you a break."

"Ready? Things have an appropriate amount. The great man in my hometown left these words behind. It's a tight middle road."

Keyan brings up the original world Buddhist term and hangs on to Howell's persuasion.

Even if one of him escapes from here, Guyel is coming after him. It is impossible to escape if captured by him who freely twists and bends the space.

And Howell will definitely be joining that tracker. By involving him, we can reduce the number of followers relative to each other.

"What is a tight loose middle road? To string the harp, you can't strain it too tight or too loose. The teachings that the middle is the most suitable."

"No, I'm not learning the harp..."

"This is a common teaching for all things. Things shouldn't go too far. Don't let it get you too far out of hand. That's the kind of teaching. We're obviously overwhelmed right now. Don't you think?

"Oh yeah...? Sure if you say so..."

"There's no reason why they can't treat me until I pass out every day!?

By the way, Keyan faints every day, twice as much as Howell. My body remembers that I can quickly recover by letting go of consciousness.

That is the dissatisfaction of Gayer today.

"Look, that grandpa's an unmistakable bucket. Even if we escape, they'll grab us soon. But that's fine. That's all right!

"Huh? Not if you get caught right away, though?

"No, fine. What we need is rest. Good in just a few days. If you pull that grandpa apart and sing freedom for a few days, this tense thread of tension will also loosen. That's what we need right now! Come on, you know, when you miss booze and women, right?

"Hmm... well, you need a vacation"

Howell returns a light flat hand and is in tune with Keyan.

Women, of course, but I do miss booze. Some of the drinks the dragons buy humanized, but in small quantities.

Sometimes I drank enough to take a bath, and there was no danger to my life if I was drunk on Gudang, I was sure I would want to spend that time.

If I can, then I want to have a good time with the female body. That's what Howell thought.

"Huh? Now Grandpa Yi has a meal support. Originally a clumsy dragon grandfather. He's focused on cooking now..."

"It's tough to skip dinner, but if you want to escape, do you mean now?"

"Oh, no way. I woke up from a fainting. I don't think I'd plan to escape right after. This is our last chance!

"Okay, if you decide so..."

Howell stood up. In front of Keyan was Howell's son, who rose up ambitiously.

"Don't show me the ugly stuff!

"It was ugly. What! Even Temehe's wouldn't be that different!?

"Mine is called cute by a woman! What's cute... kawa, i, i..."

"Okay, you can cry now. You can cry."

Keiyan, slightly cuter than average, was broken by Howell before he escaped.

The training tears me down, and I run down the mountain path wrapped around only soggy wet clothes.

Keyan already knows about the geography of this neighborhood. I used to go down to people because I bought ingredients.

Every time I plotted to escape, it was recovered by Gayer...

"I mean, if you go straight down to people like this, you hang on to Grandpa's surveillance network. This place is somewhat far away, but one... No, three are going to a distant town."

"I see you're thinking quite a bit too!

"They caught me in forty seconds when I ran away in the most recent village!

"You can't..."

Howell drops her shoulder as she runs to Keyan, who confidently talks about her failure.

Their speed of descending the mountains and walking through the woods is already equal to that of the beast. No, it even far outweighs that.

They were already unconsciously transcending human limits in Gayer's training.

"Look, even though I said I was going to the third village, if I went in a straight line, that grandpa would grasp me. So when I head to the second village, I make it look like it at first. The direction we're headed for... this way."

"Okay, then that way..."

"From there we enter the river en route, down the river to the third village. Now we'll get rid of the smell."

"Are we going to do that?

"That's it, it's finally five minutes. That Grandpa's nose is unusual. You said you learned vampire moves back in the day, and you played blood sommelier or something!

"Speaking of which, you were doing it in Morias..."

The amazing sense of smell is a substitute for [physical strengthening] by magic. To deceive them, they went into the extremely cold river and said they were going down there, so their common sense had already blown up.

Fortunately, there's still no sign of Gayer after them. Keyan was convinced that if he kept going into the river, he would deceive the pursuit successfully.

Thus they dared to swim in the cold, and finally reached the people.

Stay worn out.