Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

The next day, Zeros had been using the Magic Coaching Formation since the early morning to produce parts for Tang Yu (and Umi).

The old man now puts a towel around his neck on a straw hat and continues to work in a peasant look with a light brown vest, dark green trousers.

Tang Yu is a tool for separating shells from rice, but it has been made to improve slightly to distinguish rice types as well.

Rice in this world, whose size changes the nature of rice, needs these functions in order to really need separate work.

It is the first time an old man has ever made such farming equipment, when rice is placed in the upper ascent and the size of rice and shells falling by inclination, followed by rice, is sorted by wind.

Unlike the dryer, I struggled because there are fine parts that are a little cumbersome.

There are no fixed fittings, such as bolts, and they are shaped in a format that incorporates several parts, and multiple fittings that secure the connecting parts are also fabricated and mounted, making them quite robust agricultural equipment.

Initially, the specification was to send the wind by hand rotation, but in order to cause trouble, the blowing plate was rotated by the demonic stone, and another type was also produced to produce the wind. However, about three prototypes were produced, one of which uses the conventional hand rotation method, which remembers a little anxiety and examines the performance.

This was an experimental machine for adjusting wind pressure in conjunction with the hand-turning formula, which I thought should be dismantled and turned into an iron ingot if it failed.

Because the simple structure makes assembly itself a simple specification, it doesn't take much effort to shape.

However, there are about three Tangju each arranged that look subtly different.

"The demon stone is set. I'll just try to move it after...... why do I feel like I'm going to fail?

For some reason, I can't come up with a vision of success.

The design of Tang Yu is almost perfect and somewhat improved, but it seems unlikely that it will fail because it is just a device that sends wind.

However, strange chest noises persisted for some reason since the incorporation of the Demon Stone.

This feeling was cultivated in the construction work of OS during the Lehman era, and I had a feeling when I was producing tools of excessive performance even when I was ORG, and it was a jinx that if I felt this feeling, I would fail.

For example, in the Lehman era, there were program bugs and system errors, and it only took some fixing work, but when I tried to produce an excessively destructive sword that incorporated four major attribute magic, the four major attributes offset each other's magic and did not produce any effect, or if I made something like a time bomb using demon stones, I probably didn't see it rushing and blowing up the moment I set it up.

But when it comes to whether all this hunch hit every time, it's about 30% probability.

Gossip or gossip, gossip or gossip that doesn't hit. The cause of the failure will also be real, but it will be at the time of the game, but it was later found out because I forgot the preliminary things, or because I accidentally used different materials, and by confirming it myself, I came to use it for subsequent improvements.

Well, I failed when I failed without a hunch.

"... I feel like I'm going to fail this time. I should have checked the magic formula... I don't know."

One distressed old man.

I finished the prototype at first, but I don't know if it failed unless I move it to see.

I won't have an explosion, but for some reason anxiety will push me.

"Good morning. Mr. Zeros."

"Is that Mr. Luceris? Good morning, sir."

Behind Luceris, three women's parties, including the journey, are held back.

I promised yesterday, I would be here to repair the sword.

"Uncle, I'm here."

"I didn't know there was a house behind the church... The garden... no, the fields are huge"

"Good morning. Nevertheless, at some point the house will be built... Hamba Civil Engineering is amazing ~"

In this city of Santore, Hamba Civil Industries is famous for its various implications.

Says the aliases of [crazy civil groups], [stubborn stubborn people] and [fighting civil engineers] [dancing civil workers] are widely known.

The speed of construction progression up to the anomaly and the definite technology that matches it, plus an entertainer who can sing and dance.

Use any means you can have fun working with, the new technology was an insane group that incorporated no threads on gold and did not fail to train day and night dance and civil technology.

Moreover, their work is contagious to other vendors, and the craftsmen of the offices they worked with will be alike by the time construction is completed.

Dancing civil engineers were beginning to spread throughout the country.

"In the meantime, the peasants might dance out too..."

"Talk about what?

To the old man looking up into the sky with a distant eye, Iris tilts his neck.

Thinking of the sight of artisans and merchants from all over the country singing and dancing and working, thin cold things ran on their backs.

Every day becomes a festival and the sight of a city like a musical looks peaceful in a way, but some animated fantasy world can sing and dance through the back of his brain, which seems unusual and unusual to him.

"You're fixing the sword. Wait a minute, I'm going to do a test drive."

"What the hell?

"This is the farming equipment my uncle made?

"You've never seen it before. What could it be for?

The three of them were tilting their necks at a tool they had never seen, but the old man answered nothing and pressed the activation switch.

A windmill incorporating the magical formula of the wind makes a noise and spins' BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

For a moment, I thought I had succeeded, but the wind that is sent out gradually gets stronger, and Tang Ju moves forward and gradually accelerates away.

The unpleasant feeling becomes a reality, and I reach for the running stop switch in a hurry.

"Is that it? I pressed the stop switch and it doesn't stop..."

I suppressed it from spinning in front so that it didn't move, but when the accelerated Tangju didn't stop and increased its speed, the lifting force occurred the moment it fell out of balance.

Tang Qiu keeps rising and going, rising high into the sky.

On this day, farm equipment took control of the sky for the first time in the world.

"... I flew away, didn't I? Uncle."

"Prototype number one...... difficult to adjust wind. The startup magic formula is defective, should it be reviewed..."

Tang Yi escaped the confinement of gravity and gained freedom in the great sky.

The prototype Tang Xuan prioritized efficiency to produce three pattern types.

No. 1 automated the normal Tangju, the blower plate rotated too fast, and the start-up magic formula was even more flawed.

When this happens, I'm worried about another one.

"Prototype No. 2, Startup"

"Wait! The prototype farm equipment just flew through the sky, didn't it? We should not interrupt work here…"

At the same time Luceris stopped, the activation switch had already been pressed.

The second prototype is a screw-shaped blower plate, which will feature a cylindrical shape rather than a drum type.

From that second unit, it's like, 'Huohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!' The tall noise echoes.

The cylindrical type is to converge the air pressure at one point, and its wind pressure is stronger than that of unit one.

Tang Ji said, 'Don!!' It accelerated at super high speeds with the sound of it, destroying the walls surrounding the outer circumference of the land and rising to the sky, snaking under air pressure but disappearing heavenly high.

On this day, for the first time in the world, farm equipment crossed the wall of sound speed.

"... cylindrical is awkward. It needs to be reviewed from the design…"

It would have been nice to have sent about the wind of the fan in the original plan, but the magic caged in the demonic stone increased the specified effect and was released at higher than expected wind pressure by rotating the internal blower at higher speeds.

If you increase the number of batteries connected to the motor, you can assume that it is the same as increasing the RPM. Naturally, Tang Yu is not fixed, so it accelerates and starts moving.

In addition, the concentration of magic that the old man put in the Demon Stone was too high.

In short, the two pieces of farm equipment had the same rampage as a broken fan running on wind.

"You're here...... I used the smallest demon stone possible, but it could be smaller than that. But if you're too small, the magic formula is not a precision task to carve. Even if we do something about the magic ceremony in the Enchanted Formation, if we don't make the tools to expand the magic ceremony, we can't check it..."

"No, I'm sorry I'm thinking about it, but aren't you dangerous?! Old man, what did you make!

"It's not farm equipment, is it? Flew away in the sky..."

"Uncle, did you want to build a rocket?

I don't even know where I was headed to retrieve the flying Tang Jun, first of all over the speed of sound.

We'll have to give up retrieval, but if the magic runs out, gravity will pull us down and we'll fall.

Anything born under gravity will soon be pulled back into the earth by gravity.

"Mr. Zeros... if I fall on people..."

"That's a catastrophe. I want you to at least fall somewhere unpopular."

The mysterious farming equipment was freed from the signs of gravity and vanished to the other side of a free sky without a trace.

In his heart, the old man keeps even praying, 'Please don't fall into this country'.

I also hope that the blue Luceris is not a victim while praying to God.

I made farm equipment, but I'm not guilty.

Due to this, Tang Yu's Unit III was an early hand-turning ceremony.

However, only the separation of rice is automated, and Unit III is significantly larger than the previous prototype.

For this reason, there was more hassle in disassembling once and assembling it again in storage.

When the machine seeks convenience, the initial fabrication objects become larger.

Miniaturization takes a lot of work and time to review and optimize the design.

The old man decided to carefully review the proposed improvements.

Then I say what happened to Tang Qiu who flew away in the sky......

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[In the case of Prototype No. 1]

"Run!! You alone survive and deliver this herb to the village!!

"Hey, I can't leave your father!!

"Without this herb, my mothers would be dead. Please, understand..."

In the deep woods, the two parents and children were placed under pressing circumstances.

These two villages have recently become endemic to endemic diseases and had to go into the deep woods to find the herbs needed to treat them.

Naturally, many demons inhabited the forest and managed to recover the herbs by avoiding them.

My father, a former hunter, was familiar with the woods, but it was time to say that he would reach the villages, and a demon who could not have been here appeared.

- GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Huge bear covered in deep red body hair.

[Firegrizzly].

This demon is characterized by the use of the magic of the flame lineage, and its power is far more powerful than that of a concurrent wizard.

Also, the claw blow rolled out of the giant crushes Ogi, and most importantly because of his belligerent character, he comes after him by the point of obstinacy once he meets him.

He was a fierce demon who constantly waged battle against those who moved.

Fire Grizzly smelled the place where they were hiding and stormed.

"Get out of here!! He attracts me!!

"Father!!

While this is happening, Firegrizzly is rapidly approaching this way.

I thought I had to help my daughter at all costs. That's when something strange flew in from above.

"Gwo?"

When Fire Grizzly stops on the spot when she feels strange, she turns her face in the direction of sound.

But the action took its toll.

- - Gowashaaaaaa!!

A flying metal object struck directly and the Fire Grizzly died instantly.

"Become!? What happened..."

"Something's flying in here, isn't it?

Flying at high speed, Tang Jun buried Fire Grizzly in one blow, due to speed and mass, which made it a powerful blow.

Later all that was left was the corpse of a deep red bear torn to pieces of metal and scattered chunks of metal.

Either way, their lives were helpful and they were able to deliver the herbs to the village safely.

Thanks to the medicinal herbs, there were no deaths due to the disease, and the villagers say they were happy to believe in God's miracle.

Later this village was created a story called 'The Miracle Village Helped by God's Mercy', and hundreds of years later it will be told as a fairy tale, but so far no one knew what this flying metal mass was.

The recovered metals were processed and used by fellow villagers in the village by sickles and sickles. Fire Grizzlies made meat a nourishing source for the sick and weak body, and materials such as demonic stones and gallbladder became the extraordinary income of the village by selling them.

[In the case of Prototype II]

In the territory of a small country next to the Solister Magic Kingdom, the incident took place.

The victim has one son of a lord who rules the area near the scene of the incident and three escort knights around him.

A man promised to be a lord in the future.

The person is now scattered around in countless fine pieces of flesh.

"This is terrible...... Plus, what's with the metal pieces scattered around it?

"Captain, apparently the victim was identifying the city's daughter around here. I've got a bunch of women in the carriage, and I'm sure they were going to have fun tonight."

"You were the lord's dra son. There's going to be a lot of grudges."

Because the victim knew he was going to be the next lord, or let power say things and literally do whatever he wanted.

Especially bad femininity, and the escort knights who cement around them have also tormented the inhabitants of the scattered city.

Moreover, the ruling lord has no successor other than the one son who became the victim, and the result of spoiling was to dislike the people and discredit them, but he hasn't even tried to change it.

But now that his successor is dead, he will have to welcome his adopted son from another nobleman.

At the earliest opportunity, there is no point in overturning cases of the use of power.

"The victims included four escort knights. Is it a magical attack?

"No, the residents of the city who were watching this tragedy said something like metal flew in from above and hit the victim directly."

"Because you were a bad reputation man, and the women are being eaten to the point of counting. Sounds good."

"Honestly, you helped me die. Because the Lord's pressure overturned the case, and we were also seen with white eyes..."

The point at which the mysterious flying object fell was determined in a crater, and from its traces, it can be seen that it has fallen at a considerable rate.

The powerful shock wave created when its speed and weight crashed into the ground and the descending airflow that came later - the destructive force caused by the Sonic Boom - developed and its power spread around.

Scattered pieces of metal become the murder weapon, turning all the escort knights into pieces of flesh, and the shock wave diffuses the pieces of flesh around them.

However, the residents of the city were locked away in their houses to escape them, so there were some injuries and miraculously there were no fatalities.

"The residents of the city are delighted..."

"I guess. I'm glad you're dead, even if it's not me. He burned his hands."

"What will you do with the report? Do you write 'judged by God'?

"You'll be in the labyrinth more than you know who did it. I don't know where it came from, but if it's from another country, I can't help it."

"Right. It's harder than that. We have to retrieve this mince..."

"Isn't it impossible to collect it? You should ash it. It'll save you a lot of trouble, and honestly, I don't want to recover his body. Keep cooking!

The cops relinquished their duties themselves.

The victim's body must be recovered and returned to his flesh and blood parents, but recovery operations are more difficult than having been scattered in a mince. To be honest, it's no bother.

Crows and wild dogs had already fled with meat pieces as bait, and the police force, which had accumulated resentment, had not kept the recovery operations busy and had been magically incinerated and disposed of.

Not only do the bodies for each of the four turn into pieces of flesh, which are indistinguishable in this world, but it is also indistinguishable whose remains are more than not capable of DNA identification. Because of that, other cops were ashed with first-hand magic.

Ning Ro, I had already burned it down before I took orders.

By then, the victims, who had been hated by the residents, were disposed of with so much care that they did not end up recovering their bodies, leaving no dust but ashes.

The lord who received this report went mad, but was also responsible for not stopping the tyranny of his son, who was later forced to pursue his responsibilities due to his report to the King, and the result would be a prison sentence for mining labor over the stripping of his title.

The king, a devout Tetratheist follower, affirmed that the case was God's judgment, apologized before the people for his poorly managed responsibilities as king by accompanying the competent to the lord, and begged God's forgiveness in the temple.

Thus one incident went into the labyrinth, and one evil disappeared from the country.

The recovered pieces of metal were sold as rosaries, and many nobles apparently bought them at high prices.

The old man made things that turned out to be unknown to the producer but contributed to helping people.

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"Well, it's Mr. Journey's sword..."

"Uncle, you cut off the farm equipment that flew away, didn't you?

"I don't think there's anything more we can do than collect it? If you fly out of the sky at high speeds, you won't know where you fell. And one was over the speed of sound, so Mr. Iris will recover it?

"Ugh? I can't. I can't keep up with the sound speed farm equipment, even if I can fly through the sky."

Even Zeros' flying magic cannot fly at high speeds like a Reciprocal fighter.

Not to mention impossible such as living over the wall of sound speed.

"I don't care, can an old man really make a sword? You can't pretend to be a blacksmith no matter how many demon mentors you say."

"Mr. Journey's opinion is particularly strong, but I'm a productive man. I made my own swords and other gear, and you can make demonic tools and stuff, right? Well, if you could just bring me the material."

"I think I'm going to make potions and other secret medicines. Mr. Zeros feels like he has everything."

"You can make it, right? I just don't do it because it's a hassle. Depending on the material, you have to defeat a vicious demon, and you are not willing to sell it just by producing your share"

The old man is aware that his powers are insane.

I can make as many powerful weapons as I want to, but I don't want that to be used for war or anything else.

Mercenaries and others are particularly concerned with the weapons of others, and in some cases there are not many who kill others and take them away. Mercenaries who were actually robbed of their weapons and killed are endless.

Not to mention that the Iris are a party full of women, who are more likely to be attacked if they possess powerful weapons, and are easily caught up in dangerous things in another sense.

Slave traders and others look delighted, so they will likely be sold to other countries for scattered quotes.

"I'll build you the right weapons. You can use magic training to fix it."

"I'm anxious about that word before I was fooled... Can you make a decent one? Old man."

"It's just an iron sword that contains misrills, right? It won't take much effort. What more do you do with attribute granting? Choose your favorite attribute as you can add something else, whether it's a demon sword or undead resistance."

"If it contains misrills, it's effective against undead as well... In the direction of the Devil's Sword, please. Attributes are in fire."

Quick to say, Zeros had already deployed the Smelting Magic Formation and was always ready to make a sword.

Demon stones are harder than diamonds, but softer when you can put in magic without attributes.

It was slammed in a breast bowl, and the broken sword and the ore of Mithril were lined up in the smelting formation, and the demon squares were activated.

"What about the shape of the sword? Do you make it look like a normal sword? Or do you just want to assert yourself a little bit?

"No, what are you claiming?! It's normal and good, right? Don't be weird and elaborate!

"So you don't look like any kind of weirdo, just a sword, okay? There's nothing special about it. It feels like a bone."

"Oh...... I don't like the way Atashi looks flashy, it's normal and good"

The swords of this world are mostly cast, and there is no process to stretch them without beating them as many times as Japanese swords.

However, magic training can skip the complex process and produce swords by means of corresponding metal bonds.

If there was a problem, [Blacksmith], [Alchemist] and [Mage] skills had to be at a high level, and not everyone could easily use them because they consumed quite a bit of magic.

To get to this point, we need to train accordingly, and to reach the realm where we can train magic, we need to spend the rest of our lives living in this world. Of course, you can raise the level in battle, but most magicians can't get there because they only study without building up a real battle.

If the battle had been conducted in moderation, the level would have risen, and there would have been more magicians with the corresponding skill skills.

However, in the Solister Magic Kingdom, the Magic Instructor had many scholarly positions, and that is why no one could reach the higher echelons.

"Here... it's the demon cube that fixed the sword before, isn't it? Can you make a sword?

"It's faster to make it from scratch than to repair it. I used to repair the damaged parts of the sword, but it's a hassle to do the detailed work. You have to repair fine cracks while checking damaged areas, and it's impractical because it uses nearly twice as much magic. It's quicker to build the same sword."

An old man who answers Lena's questions to the best of his ability.

In the meantime, the work continued, and the broken sword and prepared material floated in space in the smelting formation, as if it were mercury or slime indefinitely.

By mixing a small amount of charcoal to form a carbon bond, the molecular bond of the metal is read visually from the current situation. By adding demonic stones, the red-heated metal changes to the shape of a sword again without releasing heat.

The process took about thirty minutes in time, but it appeared in an incredible sight for Luceris, who saw the magic training for the first time.

"That's amazing. Can you do this magically..."

"I've only seen Atashi once, but can you easily build a weapon like this... The blacksmith's business has gone up."

Journey shares his thoughts with Luceris, who is honestly surprised, as if he had been somewhere spooked.

"With that said, do you two know each other? It seemed more intimate than familiar."

While continuing to smell, Zeros throws simple questions.

I was just a little concerned from yesterday's slight exchange in the dining room and lodging room.

"Me and Journey grew up in the same orphanage. When I grew up, I went to the temple to train, and Journey signed up for the Mercenary Guild, and they went a different way."

"I'm helping Luceris. Even if you get hurt, you have healing magic, so you can treat some injuries for a good price."

"I just wanted to be like the priest who raised me. I just wish I could help a lot of people, and I'm still an apprentice, but I'd like to formally qualify as a cleric."

"The priest couldn't lift his head, so he taught me a lot."

"He was an extra personable man ~. The priest... oh?

In response to what Zeros cared to say, the two had their eyes swimming as much as they wanted.

There is a very awkward air.

"The priest, what do you say, was a little unusual..."

"I like liquor and beating so much, both strong and sword arms so much stronger on top. She was a woman (one) so short minded that her fists came out as soon as she got angry."

"... you're a priest, right?

"I'm a priest. I heard you got in trouble and went to the orphanage, but what you did remains a mystery."

"He is also the master of Atashi's sword. The cliché was' God is dead ',' God is the enemy ',' If God doesn't kill me, I'll kill you '..."

I'm supposed to be a priest, but I was an outlaw who didn't even fear God.

Moreover, he is already disqualified as a clergyman at a time when he is a woman but drowning in booze and beating.

"Is the Temple of Tetratheism understaffed? I don't care what you think, you're not a priest."

"No, that's not what I'm saying..."

"He's a powerful man who's hard on his brother-in-law and his love, but doesn't rely on God. And when I preached, I said, 'Don't think God will do anything! You really think that people have to judge for their sins, that God wants the world to be beautiful? Aren't you an idiot?' He said. It was a different way to go, but it was popular for some reason."

"It's not nearly there, is it?!? You obviously treated me like a heretic!!

Even if the behavior is unscrupulous, they have human virtues.

I found out once again that the world is about people of all kinds.

"Wow! It's prettier than the previous sword, isn't it?

"Right. Do you want me to make one, too? Fortunately, there are materials."

Iris and Lena continued to watch the magic training and were worried about making their own weapons as well.

It's not as good as a demon-modified weapon, but it's made up of a weapon with a lot of power.

"Done. Slightly… it may be raw and warm, but shake it for a try"

"Oh... wow, it's really raw and warm"

When demonic training is performed, for some reason the temperature of the weapon or medicine will be the same as that of the human skin.

Depending on what you make, in some cases, there is a very disgusting discomfort.

Journey waves his sword several times to see how he responds.

And my chest shakes hard, too.

It is a poison to the eyes of an old man who is indifferent to women.

"Good. You seem familiar with your hands."

Journey with a satisfying grin.

And a satisfied old man worshipping his violently shaking chest.

It was eye blessing.

"If you can use magic, you can release flamethrows, but don't do it here, okay?

"I know. This will kill those hens..."

"Chicken? Oh, is that Wild Cocko? Revenge, too?

"Naturally, right? My life is at stake, too."

"Hmm..."

The old man was a mind keeper of chickens.

Then I wonder if I could get a chicken to slaughter.

Fortunately, Wild Cocco seems so unsavory that it doesn't deserve to be eaten, except for eggs, which are comparatively likely to be available.

The plan worked in the old man.

"Then I'll go, too. I wanted to keep chickens."

Four faces turn into a stunned look at seeing incredible objects.

"Why, Mr. Zeros... are you willing to raise Wild Cocko?

"You were serious?! I can't tell you how wild I am!

"Don't do it, uncle. You're gonna fight chickens every day, right?

"Mr. Zeros. I look like a hen, but I'm really a demon..."

The old man can't tell the difference between a wild cock and a regular hen.

Drawing boundaries there seems pointless in itself, beyond the indistinguishability of demons and animals.

He also had a sweet look at Wild Cocco at this point.

"If it's a delicious egg, why don't you try it even more"

"The problem is that the bird that lays that egg is vicious!

"It's a dangerous creature, isn't it?! Because you're really strong!

"You should stop imitating stupid! What if something happens to the orphanage kids?

The risk of chickens the victim talks about.

It would be strange if I didn't think I wasn't a hen at this point, but I can't make that distinction for the old man.

I was willing to check directly with my own eyes.

"I want someone to take me on that demon crusade."

High elves with clear green hair that will be there at some point.

It is the Caede of the Witch Clothes Elf.

"Caede!? How long have you been there?!

"You were in the shadow of the storeroom earlier, weren't you? He was always after me to get out of the sword..."

"Did you still notice? I tried to see how skilled I was, but unfortunately, I even gave him a slashing gap."

In fact, I was going to erase the signs from the start, look at the gaps and attack the old man.

But an ambush ends in failure when the signs are distracted beforehand.

"Is that why you're in action? Well, if they're chickens, isn't that okay? Fortunately, I'm here."

"No, so come on - that bird is off track..."

"Maybe it's no use. Is your uncle seriously going to keep Wild Cocko?

"It's no use stopping it. Maybe he has a sweet fantasy because he doesn't know how vicious it is."

The old man was seriously looking for Wild Cocko.

The three people who have encountered a payback are aware of the strength of Wild Cocko, but do not understand the strength of Zeros.

Forget the level difference that most opponents can't win.

That's the same with old men, and Zeros just wants chickens that lay eggs.

Even if it's a demon, it doesn't matter if the eggs are delicious.

I thought of Nostalgia TKG and realized something.

"... Oh, I don't have soy sauce.... You're here. I haven't made it yet, so it tastes..."

Gradually remembering the problem, the old man gets the tension down.

It is just an incomplete substitute, such as TKG without soy sauce.

But if there was a God to abandon, there was a God to pick up, and there existed a man to reach out for salvation.

"Is that soy sauce? I have a few of them, shall I share them with you?

"Is there?! Be sure to split that! TKG is just egg rice without soy sauce."

"So, may I join you in the demon crusade on condition? I'd like to give it a try."

"YES! For soy sauce, I will sell my soul to the devil."

"Is a demon..."

It was a quick answer.

The elves of the island countries apparently had the skill to make soy sauce.

I would say this eliminates the obstacles to eating TKG.

"Come on, show me. It's getting TKG back into this hand!

"Tonight's [woody pills] are starving for blood...... hehe"

"Kaede, it's daytime now...?

We can't stop them at the earliest.

The intentions of the two are tremendous, no longer seem to hear anyone, and the Journeys exhale.

Luceris seems worried that the two of them will not get hurt, and she's going right and left with a little agitation.

A combination of the strongest magicians here and Shura's beautiful girl swordsman was temporarily formed.

The two hungry for blood and appetite go, for each purpose......