Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

In a rough breath, Zeros ran through the woods late at night.

All around me are demons that prey on themselves, and if you try from them, you're only the bait.

There are days when you have to erase signs, lurk your breath and be vigilant around you.

"Damn...... how long do I have to go on! How can we get out of this forest..."

The usual wording went back to the old days when I was younger, with a terribly grumpy look, yet ruggedly giddy as if it were a beast.

He can't afford it right now.

Surrounded by gaps, the demons that strike must travel, remain vigilant during meals and sleep, and mental fatigue continues to accumulate.

The feast of Shura, who fights harder and continues to bury his enemies than he can rest.

The demon itself is not strong, but every time it is defeated, another demon is attacked by the smell of blood.

Depending on the race, they come alone or in groups, so they are also severely depleted.

Breathe while the battle breaks and pay attention to your surroundings without loosening your guard.

Because a little alarm will kill you.

Zeros fled the scene to the signs he felt behind his lid.

- Slash!

Moments, a scratch is engraved on the ground.

It's due to some kind of attack, but I don't see that.

All senses are mobilized to explore the signs and movements around them.

(Yes... Obviously don't look at me...)

I don't see the enemy.

But obviously there are predators after themselves.

The beast does not challenge a strong opponent, but unless the opponent is weak.

Weak predators are primitive natural dishes.

It's only natural that you can't live without defeating them and eating them.

I don't know what kind of demon they are, but I'm pretty sure they just have the ability to hide themselves.

"The question is which type... Optical camouflage or psychotic..."

Optical camouflage is the ability to hide one's appearance from around by refracting light.

Mental disturbance is the type that misleads the target's five senses by flowing a special wavelength and hides his own perception from prey.

It can't be the latter more than I felt signs of an attack.

Then it was determined that it was likely an optical camouflage.

Zeros jumps high as his instincts to the signs he feels again, hooking a wire to a branch of the tree that doesn't know how many centuries old it will be.

A few post-wounds were engraved again where he was.

It is clearly an attack by slaughter.

But this time only slightly, but I could see who they were.

It's like a distortion of space to be exact, but I can see that it's a big demon.

Other demons will not come at us because they fear the existence of this demon.

"Pierce," Arrow of the Hunting God ""

The dust drifting around the perimeter instantly condenses and becomes an arrow that also pierces the steel, releasing it towards distortion.

Probably pierced my back, but I can't confirm the damage I did because I can't see him.

- Kishuaaaaaaaaaa!!

Did the demon feel the pain or unraveled the optical camo to reveal himself?

It looks like a giant kamakiri, but its appearance was tough to the point of being unusual.

Black outer shell and unusual to long sickle-like arms, the legs supporting the giant are long and thick.

The sharp nails decided the ground, and the double eyes glowed deep red.

"Death Mantis......"

A demon that could have been defeated relatively easily in the game, but the presence in front of me feels a far stronger sign than that.

Sometimes the level was different, but the figure was very different from the Death Mantis he knew.

There were countless sharp protrusions growing and protecting themselves from foreign enemies.

"Evolutionary or subspecies. It's troublesome... but don't insects feel pain?

I had a simple question, but this is a different world.

Knowledge he knows is not absolute because he has common sense that he does not know.

At any rate, this demon must be defeated, but the demon with armor covering the exterior like an insect type was a troublesome opponent.

In order to cast magic on a sturdy crust and raise their defenses to the bottom, this side must also fight in a way that engages magic in the weapon and offsets the opponent's defense.

I'm an easy opponent to defeat, but I want to avoid consuming magic more than I know how vast this forest is.

Because no matter how much magic you possess, any of it takes its limits.

Magic in harsh environments - magic is a life-line that connects lives, so you don't go to waste it.

Zeros accelerates toward the nostalgia of Death Mantis.

Capturing the movement, Des Mantis wields the sickle of his arm with tremendous speed.

But Zeros' aim was there.

Because of the giant, the movement is tremendous, and there is speed, but it is not impossible to see through.

"Here!!

A short sword is sucked into the joint that connects the sickle arms.

It was the giant sickle that aimed first, as it was the usual means to take away the enemy's power of war.

Death Mantis' sickle flies through the universe and pierces the ground.

Without even having to confirm, Zeros ran and instantly launched a slash with a sword on both arms aimed at the weakest joint.

Two simultaneous attacks in the same spot, with long legs dimensioned.

Repeating a similar action instantly, Death Mantis, slashed off his limbs, collapses to the ground, and Zeros jumps his head all the way to a stop.

As he quickly dismantled the corpsed Death Mantis and quickly retrieved it to the inventory, Zeros walked out through the woods again. If we don't leave this place as soon as possible, the next demon is likely to attack us.

Demons are sensitive to the smell of blood.

But this is a forest of powerful demons.

It's a hell of a place where another demon strikes when he defeats a demon without letting his hair in.

- Bubble, bubble, bubble...

Heavy bass feathers in the ear.

When Zeros looks back in the direction of that feather, that's where he appears.

The strongest creature with a black outer shell glowing terra terra.

A vital insect that lives on Earth without changing its appearance from ancient times.

And huge.

"Gu, Great Givrion......"

A guy who didn't want to see more than a white monkey flew in at high speed.

Great Givrion lands with a roar on the ground.

It was the most powerful insect-shaped monster ever to boast a far greater giant than Des Mantis.

Moving the long tentacles, looking around in double glances in search of food, and checking the appearance of Zeros...

- Zazazazazazazazazazaza!!

I ran out super fast.

To be clear, it's super disgusting.

And they roll up the dust, and they crush down the trees, and they come.

Zeros' face fades in various ways.

"No - S!! Oh-, My, GOD!! Help, Help, Me!!

Out of physiological disgust and agitation he had stopped being Japanese.

The Great Sage doesn't like faggots either, but he didn't like G either.

Rather, if anyone likes it, I would recommend moving on to biological relations in various ways.

"Why... why is it just the way G looks, it's no different from the original world - - Ew!!

Yes, even the roaches had a visible change in the form of a vicious protrusion, but only G had an appearance that was not inferior to the original world.

The creatures that have lived since ancient times without changing their appearance have, in other worlds, become enormous like dinosaurs.

If it's as small as Earth, it's slippery and special, but it's also unsuitable in a 10-meter class.

And I have power for nothing.

Worse still, the appraisal skills don't work for some reason and you can't even see the status.

No longer was there a continuum of situations that only seemed to be some sort of harassment.

This leads to why he hates the four-pillar goddess.

Running Zeros and chasing Givlions.

The epic, unpleasant chase of terror begins, and it lasts until the early morning.

The screams of the grieving old man echo all the time in the vast woods.

Ironically, this chase allowed him to get close to the streets.

Zeros doesn't know that fact.

G, the hater, did a really good job.

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"- Oh, my God. Hey, what's up?

The three female party members (Iris Lena Jahne), who were listening to Zeros' Adventure Tan, were all stuck at the table.

"G... scared..." but "a giant G demon... I don't want to see you..." because he was silently blubbering and trembling.

I was begged to listen to the breakfast fold, the experience of the skilled, and I told my memory about my experience in the great deep green zone of the new fur franc, but I had a mental break at the same time whether I imagined a huge G.

"Uncle, what a great adventure..."

"Mr. Zeros, you've come home well alive. Farfran's demons in the Great Deep Green Zone are too vicious for anyone to come near..."

"I'm also stunned that you're defeating demons in such a demonic realm... huge g, hiu!

The Great Guibrion was the largest size for which the five-meter class is currently confirmed.

But it is unimaginably vicious, such as boasting of a giant that overthrows Oki.

It travels fast because of its appearance, and the outer shell is quite stiff.

Depending on the size, armor will also thicken, so even a siege weapon will not be able to strike unless it is used.

It's even hard to escape if such a ridiculous demon attacks you.

But they were threatening in a different way.

I don't know what it feels like.

"Wouldn't it be better to have breakfast sooner than that? I guess you're going into the mine."

"Say so..."

"Huge g... I have an appetite..."

"... (blurb)"

Imagine once and they won't stop thinking.

That tough figure snatches a glimmer of appetite from the back of his brain.

"If you lose your appetite with this much, you won't be able to do very mercenaries or anything. Sometimes they kill each other, don't they? Bandits and bandits, occasionally the same mercenaries."

"Uncle, will you not say something unpleasant? We specialize in demons."

"That's right. I can't deal with people... even bad guys..."

"Isn't that why we both got caught? How can you survive if you can't kill someone who tries to harm you? Mercenaries are self-inflicted, and they're not going to die."

Iris and Lena never seem to have killed anyone, and that's why they were caught by hesitant bandits.

It is a sweet idea to survive in this world where the price of life is light.

"Well, you're just not the kind of person who can laugh and kill people. But you should be prepared to kill him."

"I've killed you before, but you didn't feel too good."

"If it makes you feel good and a person can kill, that person is mentally ill. Better quarantine it."

Journe has had experience killing bandits, but he doesn't feel good about murder.

Sometimes more than being a mercenary, he becomes relative to a criminal, and in order to protect himself, he is also allowed to commit murder.

Zeros thought it was an unpleasant business because even if he was killed with it, it was his own fault.

"If you're not going to be able to eat, why don't you wrap your lunch?

"Ah, there was that hand!

"Lunchbox? What is it?

"That's a word I've never heard before, but it looks like Illis knows it."

There was no lunch box in this world.

The majority of people who work live and work in the city often work with their homes.

Even if you can't make a meal, there are as many stores as you can eat if you go out of the city.

There is also an open-air business, so there was no need to make lunch boxes.

"You have the bread pinched with lightly seasoned smoked meats and vegetables, wrapped in paper and carried around. If it's not so hot, you won't have to worry about rotting."

"I see, the luggage will be carried by Illis..."

"Good idea! Iris, can you ask for it?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Illis on a light footing to the kitchen.

Arhan's Village Inn seemed to serve concurrently as the innkeeper and chef, and operates like a boarding house somewhere.

"By the way, what kind of material is Death Mantis? Can you use it for gear?

"It's suitable for weapons and protective equipment. It's light and durable, but you're vulnerable to flame-based magic."

"Well, it's an insect, fire would be a weakness"

"The meat in the crust was excellent. It tasted like crab or shrimp."

The air stopped with that one word.

"Ha, did you eat? Death Mantis......"

"It's a demon, are you insane?!

"I'll say that, but you usually eat oak and other meats, too, right? Is something wrong? Food security was our priority survival life above all, and if it wasn't poisonous, shouldn't we eat it?

"Yes... but it's a giant insect, isn't it?

"Normally, I don't think about eating... At least, I can't have a Atashi!

"With that mindset, you starve to death when you say you have to. Living is a battle... yes, you can call it a war..."

(My eyes... I'm afraid of my eyes...)

(Say you've had a horrible experience, isn't this a little nasty? Atashi, I decided I would never go to that forest...)

Zeros was eating the Inago tenderloin normally in the original world.

There is little resistance to eating insects.

But only G doesn't accept it physiologically.

That should be the same in the sense that you two are eating demons anyway, but compared insects to animals. Between them, you were straying into a maze of thought.

"Lunchbox, ok - because... what's up?

"Are we wrong...? But it's an insect..."

"No bugs... no bugs... but orcs are demons too. What's the difference?

Returning Iris twists his neck wonderfully.

By those two, Zeros lit a cigarette and was enjoying his after-dinner clothes.

The circle of smoke made by the old man flows quietly over the heads of the two troubled people.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

Behind the village of Arhan lies the mountains of the sand.

One of them was a mine, which at one time was busy with ingenuity seeking abundant gold mine resources.

But at one point, a large number of demons appeared at the border, and the creatives were to be chased to work.

Then, for more than two hundred years, visitors to the mine are now mercenaries mining to upgrade their level and enhance their gear, and the village's revenues were the accommodation they drop and the food they pay in the outdoor stores.

Still, life cannot be said to be abundant, and some of them often pay painful expenses for the work of mercenaries who work in the wolves.

The village of Arhan could in a way be described as a lightning in front of the wind.

"Fine, you have people? Are they all mercenaries?

"Defeat the demons and you'll be on a higher level, but Atashi and the others are a life-threatening job. I want to be fully equipped in the beginning."

"Hmmm...... but you have people who seem to be galloping badly. Look, over there..."

Ahead of his eyes were the runaway mercenaries, still thought to be young boys, and the middle-aged mercenaries involved in him.

The appearance clearly reeks of miscellaneous fish, but at least it will be stronger than the boy.

"That's good, you can't use it anyway, can you? I'll use it instead."

"This is my father's shape, and I'm not willing to give it to anyone!

"I think that Mr. Oyaji would rather use it on veterans like me than immatures like you, too, huh?

"Don't say anything you don't know your father!!

"I know, I'm a skilled man. He said he could see how much of that sword was used."

Obviously, he's putting on a toy and trying to put the boy's sword on him.

The companions around them were mocking the boy with a humble grin.

Other mercenaries can be seen, but no one tries to help the boy.

"You're here. Stupid people who make promises..."

"Uncle, can't you handle it?

"Why are you pushing me? Arbitrate yourself if you're concerned."

"Mr. Zeros... is that good for a good adult?

"I am peaceful and safe as a motto. I don't stick my neck in people's troubles if I like them."

"... you're a shitty adult"

Cold gaze concentrates on zero.

I don't want to buy an extra grudge as a person, but I wanted it around.

Things change with that in mind.

"Come here because it's good!

"Ah, give it back! Give it back!!

Look at the gap. The man tells the boy to take the sword in the form of pulling it out of his sheath.

At that time, Zeros' skills [Appraisal] were activated.

[Mithrill Sword (inferior)]

Formerly the best sword forged by the famous Dwarf, but cracked on the sword body.

If you're a weak demon, you can use it for a while without any problems, but it's time for life.

As the earliest sword, it is aging without meaning.

I think it would be better to rebuild it, but I am ready for a deficit because I need a lot of material.

The bigger demon blow you take, the less endurance you have.

(Why do you activate it when you don't need it? I'm really angry......)

I hated the ability to activate even though I had nothing to do with it.

Sigh and voyage out of my mouth.

"hehe... got a good sword"

"Or give it back..."

"Shut up! You're too good for a kid, Silomon, but I'll thank you for letting me use it."

Beating the boy down, the badly galled mercenary was a pleasure.

"I'm sorry that I'm happy to take someone else's sword, but that sword won't be used."

"Hey, what the hell is Temehe..."

"No, I don't care about other people. The sword is already worn out, and if you continue to use it, you will die soon. I don't mind."

Bad gala mercenaries face one another.

"Fuckin 'hell, man!

"We can show evidence if we have water, but we don't have the in-laws to do that. However, I have [appraisal]..."

Appraisal skills can know the details of objects according to their level.

It is the same for humans, who can even know their level, but it was illegal to see the status of others.

"Coincidentally, my appraisal skills were activated on their own, so I thought I'd give you some advice.

Believe it or not, it's up to you, right? Because it's up to you to die, and it doesn't matter because it's someone else's life. "

"Become!?... Seriously?

"It's up to you to judge for yourself. I told you, it's up to you to believe it or not. This is the border line."

I was surprised to hear that the frigid wizard would die, but it is reliable to say that I have an appraisal.

But there is also a good chance that the exorcist in front of you is lying because he smells too frigid.

When he was shaking between the two choices, the man glances at the Zeros hips sword.

A third option appeared.

From what I've seen, he's a naughty samurai of his age in middle meat, and he doesn't seem to use a sword.

Above all, it was a grey robe, and Zeros didn't look strong in the man's eyes.

"Then how about in exchange for your sword?

"Say no."

"No, this guy is missly... 'You're persistent. I don't need a flawed sword like that'..."

The accumulation of negotiations was categorically rejected.

Besides, they said it was a defect and rejected it, so it turns out that Mithril's sword is certainly an unusable weapon.

But the mercenary man gives an unpleasant tongue because he sees the sword of the exorcist in front of him and is left with the means to take it away from him because he is the exorcist.

"You're a wizard, aren't you? You don't need a sword, I'll use it...?!

A man could not connect words until the end.

Because at some point there was a sword tip sticking down his throat.

A red muscle flows from the throat at at the tip of the slightly pricked sword.

"It's not like I can't use my sword. Instead, you're not better at this... so you want to die?

"Hiya!?

"What the hell. When... give me the sword..."

"Deceived...... Koitz, you're not a magician!

Zeros' sword draw speed is so fast that he doesn't know when he was pulled out.

Know that the mercenaries in front of you are quite hand-worked and that there is no way a man can win.

Now the mercenary man is synonymous with being grabbed by the exorcist in front of him.

"You don't want a good weapon even though you don't have a lot of strength. Are you a child? We're relying on weapons. Aren't we staying third-rate?

I didn't know you were going to die, but I don't think you're going to be able to live long at this point, do you? Well, it's less than third-rate. If anything, would you like to die here? I guess it's not a busy thing anyway, and no one will be sad when they die. "

A frigid wizard turned into a hand-worked monster in an instant.

Quietly in a dosty tone, tying a man's heart with fear.

I have no intention of killing, but depending on my mood, I get killed. That reality was plunging the man into the bottom of unspeakable fear.

"I'm not - honestly, I'm upset. I came here to mine, and they made me deal with scumbags like you... you know what I mean?

"Ah... oh... sorry... I'm in good shape..."

"You just have to know. Return the sword and disappear from my sight. If you wander in front of us any further, then..."

"That's when...?

"Let's give you a fun hell of a trip. I can't come home again, but hey... kukukuku"

The mercenaries threw out their swords and fled simultaneously.

They can't guess the strength of their opponents and continue to mercenarize with the inertia of momentum alone.

The speed of the escape leg seemed first-rate, and he ran away at great speed.

Zeros lights a cigarette and spits smoke in awe of the promised expansion.

"Huh... is that a lot of chimps?"

Where did the earlier amazing taste go, old man who won't be neglected.

A boy walked over beside such an old man.

"Oh, um... thank you"

"Mm-hmm. Nothing good, thank God. They just forced me to arbitrate, so I..."

"No, because this is the shape of my father...... thank you so much!

"I don't care. I don't care. I got lucky today, that's all. It's the mercenary family business that doesn't know what's going to happen tomorrow."

He's a face-to-face boy like some girl, and he doesn't look very mercenary.

But I can see something in his eyes like a strong preparedness.

(Ha... This seems to be strong enough or determined again. If we break up here and die because of the sword, I won't sleep well. I don't have a choice, will I bake you a favor?)

Zeros who somehow cared about the boy.

When a piece of paper was removed from the inventory, it was spread to the ground.

It is a smelting magic formation.

"Lend me that sword. I'll fix it up a little bit."

"What? But this sword has a lifespan..."

"Is that why you came to this mine? To collect new sword material. But you might not have it with that sword. Repair slightly, but think of it as slightly longer."

"Yes, is that good? But how?"

"If you look at it, you'll see. Well, in a composite of iron and misrills, it's hard to tell at a glance...... That's a raven, too, just baked a favor. So you should think you were really lucky today. It's a whim, isn't it?

"... ok. Please!

When you receive the sword of Mithril, place it in the center of the Devil's Square.

By pouring magic into it, the magic ceremony of the magic formation unfolds, and the sword rises in the air.

A translucent panel emerges around the perimeter, reflecting detailed data on the state of the sword.

"Mm, 30 for iron, 20 for damascus, 50 for misrills? This... I wanted to see it undamaged."

While checking the information, he muttered a word about 'smelting' the apparently discernable crack site repair by building a repair program while tapping the magic formula onto the console panel and completing the repair magic formula immediately. Former programmers do these jobs fast.

A high-density magic formula circulates and shines inside the deployed magic formation, transferring its given commands to execution.

At first glance it looks like it can be fully repaired, but this can only be used for first aid and simple work.

The damaged area will not go completely back to normal.

Having finished his job quickly, he smokes a sip of cigarette and spits.

"Done. It's just about the connection until you make the sword. If you keep using it overconfidently, you'll die, won't you?

"Oh, thank you! I don't want to keep using this sword, either, because I was going to get my own sword."

"Then will you be okay? Well, I want you to think it's better than the iron sword in that area. It won't be broken for a while... Oh, I wonder if it's up to them?"

"Enough is enough. Now I can go mining iron, thank you so much"

'It's good to be young...' he muttered as he dropped off the back of a boy who was joyfully brave and ran out.

When I clean up the demon squares and turn them into an inventory, somehow I realize that the three women are watching Zeros with cold eyes.

"Why are you looking at garbage like that?

"Uncle... you said you weren't interested in your kids, right?

"You're surprisingly quick... Be so kind..."

"I knew it was a numb... They're after you too..."

I don't know what that means.

He just burned an extra blame on the boy.

Yet it should not have been so despised.

"Uncle, do you like my daughter?

"Journey has a place for male winners, too, and you prefer it?

"... (Gasps, blurbs)"

"... WHAT, S?

And he finally comes to a conclusion.

To the fact that the kid he thought was a boy was actually a girl...

"Was it a girl?!?

"Uncle, didn't you notice?

"There's such a cute boy... well, sometimes. I don't care what you think. It's a girl, right?

"You suck, you old man..."

I can turn my gaze even more disdainful for some reason, even though I just did a little kindness.

It was unreasonable.

"Wait a minute. Lena, what did you do to the beautiful boy you are occasionally!?

"What, that's... hehe ♡"

What do you remember, the beauty's face distorts without being awesome?

The unfortunate odor of the unproductive direction of people stands out.

More scary than that.

"Which sucks, me, who mistakes the girl for a boy, or her, who's got her hands on a minor?

"" Both suck!

The voices of Illis and Jahne are beautifully hammered.

I knew it was unreasonable.

Being treated in the same row is sad in itself.

I'm not convinced anything more than that.

"Sometimes I'm not convinced, but let's get to mining. Well, I don't mind alone."

"Oh, misguided. You suck, uncle."

"Not at all. Shouldn't we split up here? I don't know what I'm gonna do in the dark."

Ignoring what they say all they want to say, Zeros heads to the mine entrance.

I knew the topic of this hand was useless no matter what I said.

Switching moods, Zeros stepped into the mines where the demons lived.

Behind that, Lena was letting herself cum with a sloppy grin, but we all decided to ignore it.

He still seems to be in his memories, just watching. Honestly, he's disgusting.

I'm usually a common sense person, but my sexuality was too bad.

They keep a certain distance from her so that they do not think they are inside her and proceed through the pit.

for each purpose.