Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

Now, he shouted, 'I'm going to the dungeon in search of a meeting,' and was an erotic mullah who came all the way to the village of Arhan alone, but it can't possibly be that way thinking realistically.

No, there will be a few such things, but it is golden for a mercenary to dive into a dungeon in the first place. Most of them suffer.

If you are such a trusted mercenary, it is common sense that it is possible to earn money from requests for escorts of nobles and merchants alone, and that even a crusade request cannot earn money without commensurate strength.

Normally I couldn't have thought of anyone who would come to the dungeon full of hearts like Eromura.

The fact that he came here with a serious rookie gear became an enemy, and the solicitation for napa purposes was slowly turned down.

He was oblivious that good and bad equipment was a status that showed strength.

"It's unhappy..."

Eromura curses the irrationality of reality.

I was supposed to roll out into a dungeon with a cute little girl mercenary running out and a woman mercenary with a nice, airy skin, but the reality was surrounded by four tough, gutty men.

"Ha-ha-ha, don't look so anxious. Even if we look like this, we're hands-on, right?

"This dungeoned pit has also been diving several times. Don't worry about it."

"Plenty of fun. - Whoa, we'll protect you."

"That's right. Follow me on the big ship."

Only this time, it was on my back that I had the rushing gear available.

Mercenary registration was also re-registered, thanks to which the rank dropped to D and was not the rank to dive into the dungeon. As a result, only friendly old mercenaries were among us.

If I may be more precise, I have been tired of the female mercenaries and have come into contact with them.

'I know they're good people, but are you out of your mind? Something's wrong......'

At first glance strong but friendly old men, Elomla somehow had something of a crisis. The fact that it's too kind is absurd.

It feels more familiar than necessary.

Sometimes I can't care to touch my body, or trust that an eye that sees erotic murmurs feels as sharp as a target for prey.

He was on heightened alert because of the possibility of malicious mercenaries like hunting beginners.

There seemed to be a sense of crisis around it.

"Sure, it was this way."

"Oops, and if you dive through a hidden door..."

"This is a good place, isn't it? Best in many ways."

"You get to taste the best thrill. Kihihi......"

Weak demons run away from the mercenaries, going down the pit faster than I thought.

And diving into a concealed door disguised as a rock wall, it was a small room with nothing there.

I have an increasingly unpleasant feeling about erotic murmurs.

"Hey, there's nothing here, is there?

"Right. Nothing."

"Other than us, but..."

"Don't be in such a hurry, we still have plenty of time."

"Hihihi......"

At the same time, there is the sound of the door closing.

Confirming that, the four men quietly took off their gear.

"No way... you guys"

"Ha-ha-ha, I think I've noticed, so let me tell you..."

"" "" "Want to do it?

"Oh, I'm glad it's not a beginner hunt... Not really, it was that way!!

They were all four of you.

Besides, he politely lined up in a side-by-side row and said at the same time a line he never even wanted to hear with a masculine expression.

"I had a bad feeling! I had strange eyes and attitudes for a beginner hunt, and I didn't want to think about it, but the atmosphere will resemble the guy I met in the town of Lisagle!!

"Hey, what?

"No way, you met him too!?

"What a coincidence..."

"Oh, my God. Are those who meet him destined to be drawn together..."

Stunning men.

I even noticed the porn murmur just like that.

"Hey, I don't want to hear it, but I can't believe you guys..."

"" "Yes, we are his... victims" "

"You're lying!?

The guy Elomla met is a young man who came into the same cell just after he failed to peek and was imprisoned in the town of Lisagle.

He made an overly bitter black history that he didn't even want to recall, forcing the students, including Eromura, to relate and continue to flee all night in a narrow cell.

My spine freezes with the memory of the horror evoked.

Eromla barely had to lose something important, but the men in front of him were the losing side.

"Neither have we been such hobbies from the beginning..."

"You were lucky enough to keep him company..."

"I thought it was the one who acted suspiciously, but that day, he was attacked in the middle of a camp..."

"It's filthy! We've been molested!!

Men who remember black history in tears.

It hurts to see them crying.

"Why did the victim..."

"It was an unforgettable memory...... I've been stuck in my dreams."

"But the sense of loss at that time..."

"Memories of pleasure engraved on this body..."

"They let us open new doors!!

"" "" We were forced to wake up. We'll just have to keep running that way already!!

"That's why you shouldn't attack others!?

The victim turns into the perpetrator.

What a terrible chain of decay seemed to have been created.

"So let's share this misfortune."

"Hey, if you count the stains on the ceiling, it'll be over soon."

"You're a good ass. I'm looking forward to hearing what it sounds like."

"Let's open the door to heaven. We can't get out of here anyway."

"Hey, you're not kidding!!

Eromura tried hard to get out as if pushing the door knob when she went to the door where she came in at all costs, but the door never opened even a millimeter.

Desperately knocking or frightening, I rush to a door that won't open.

"Hey, why?!? I did open it when I came in, but no!!

"I don't know about this room. If you don't press the release button installed in disguise somewhere, the door won't open. It's how it works."

"Come on, do you have time to look?

"I won't teach you true pleasure and the liberation of your soul."

"Hihihi...... more buddies again. It's a circle of love that spreads all over the world."

"Ku, don't come...... Don't come near me..."

Eromura, it was a crisis of chastity.

Half-naked and slowly approaching men in front, the mind is stained with fear and despair.

Yes, Eromla had become a totally broken fang loser against this hand because of the fear of being attacked by someone of that descent in the town of Lisagle.

Well, even normal people would run away...

"Hehe... don't be so frightened, Soru. Could you be asking me out?

"We don't mean to do this either, but hey... I can't keep my libido down."

"At least I'll teach you how nice a man is. If you're a man, give it up and tighten your ass."

"Are you ready? Pretty, Boy ♡"

"Don't come, don't come... I... I was sexually harassed and" Slave Dropped "72 times... I'm on probation. It's about Slave Harlem. - Whoa!! Ah?"

It is precisely at that time when it became desperate that the ground at Elomla's feet is attacked by a sudden sense of flotation, as if it had disappeared.

"Hey, you said it was a random trap!? It was in this room too!!

"Honey's down, motherfucker!

"Hey, hey, that ass was mine!

"To what hierarchy the hell did you fall!?

Random trap.

It is a type of unpredictable dungeon trap that activates at a set time or number of days, or under certain conditions. The trap of this hand is disguised as thoughtful and difficult to discover.

Not knowing when this hand trap will activate, it lures many dungeon attackers into a harsh trial. Fortunately for Eromura, it was a pitfall that was installed in this hidden room.

Its destination was the middle tier area of the abandoned pit dungeon.

"Thanks...... Why am I the only one seeing this? Did I do something wrong? I don't like this life anymore..."

To his bad luck in the middle tier, Eromla weeps.

Thus, Eromla could escape the crisis of chastity, but at the same time becomes caught up in the hard development of returning on her own.

The solo return of the expanded dungeon was more difficult than before, and he said he looked worn out when he was able to return to the city of Santore.

He said that he was mentally quite cornered, that Zveit asked the circumstances and answered nothing, just crying silently.

Clap your hands...

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There was a group going down the streets leading to the west of the Methodist Empire towards the capital, the holy city of Maha Rudart.

They were all dressed in silver armor, flying the flag of the Optical Wheel Cross indicating Tetratheism, and a group of saints proceeding neatly without disturbing the line.

"Don't get to the city of Tochika any more..."

It was the General who led this Holy Knights, [Ryusen Kawamoto], the otherworldly man who was given the title of Holy Knight, called the most powerful brave man.

It is also a long time ago that four people, including [Takamano Iwata], [Yoshino Himejima] and [Sasaki Land], were called the trump card of the Tetratheism.

[Takamana Iwata] is not already in this world, and [Yoshino Himejima] is missing along with several other brave men.

[Sasaki Land] had policing activities around the Sacred Capital with [Yasaka Science], but because of his habit of throwing troublesome work along the way, the majority of his work may have been handled by [Yasaka Science] with considerable administrative capacity. It's a terrible story.

In part, he said, 'Should Master Manab divide up now?' You think they say? His misfortune continues......

More than half of the brave men were already lost in the battle against the Atorum Empire three years ago, and the brave men left behind are also productive jobs in primary and secondary industries unfit for battle.

There was talk of using them as a force of war, but [Sasaki], who contributed to the production of the fire rope gun, said, "Me, I can't fight! Even goblins die easily!! 'And in vain, this proposal was rejected.

Lost fighting power was so great, fewer combat jobs toured each city and village in policing activities within the Holy Land, spending about a year on chores such as bandit hunting.

Ryusei had also been on a mission to the western power, the Granadas Imperial Border, in the past few months, so no information on the Holy Capital had arrived, and recently he was able to look at the report.

Near the border, there was a marked deterioration in security, and crime was rampant, and information was sealed off out of consideration to avoid being distracted by extra chores.

"Now you all take a breather. I miss the bed too, Master Tatsuomi."

"A little more patience, Lilith. It was a long journey this time, but Maha Rudart is ahead of Tochika. Let's all work a little harder."

Turn a smile all over your fatigue at a girl named Lilith.

She is a former Virgin and now serves as a lover and aide to Ryusei.

The profession of Virgin is good at restorative and defensive magic, and its effects vary nearly twice as much compared to clerics and priests, even if they are not as good as popes.

One wanted for these large troops of expeditions.

"But Master Tatsuomi, in the Holy City, there were reports of the collapse of the Great Temple, right? And Ivata died..."

"I can't believe that. Iwata was the worst guy as a brave man, but he wasn't weak because of it. Only defense and strength are higher than any of us. Are you saying you're so reincarnated?"

"Just one copy of the report doesn't give you the details. Besides, you were dead a long time ago... Why have you been telling them by now?

"I don't know. But we were on an expedition to the West, so you didn't want to upset us.

The cause of death of the brave Iwata has many ambiguities.

It said that it had become a battle with the reincarnated, but the details of how it was defeated saved effort, and what was written was only that the Beasts began to show organized movement and that there seemed to be at least two reincarnated people in the Luda Iluru Plains.

He said the wounds he sustained at that time caused him to take his breath immediately upon his return, but if you try to be Ryusei, you know Iwata is not such a responsible man.

Suffice it to say that there will never be anything like doing a full mission with your life at stake.

"That's suspicious...... I know Iwata's troops are devastated, but he escapes first before that happens. Now, three years ago in the war, he abandoned his responsibilities as a commander and fled."

"... right"

"Besides, what you don't know is the reincarnator. I wonder if you've put your shoulders in the barbarians like the Beasts, and some of us are cooperating in the Holy Land."

"Oh... but Dear [Rotten Josie],

"... although her work is not as decent as flattery"

Reborn, [Rotten Josie].

A woman caught reselling a thin book on the corner and preached about homosexual misery and the dignity of love before a judge. Many clerics also said they were impressed by her persuasion.

Moreover, the thin book has received high support from certain people and now contributes in no small measure to the finances of the Holy Land by reselling it everywhere.

However, many of the pieces are not much praised from a decent personage point of view.

"What's all the futile stories about greed..."

He also did a crusade mission for the back organization, but several percent of it was a group of writers who were producing thin books without permission.

The book's kind was copyrighted by the Holy Land of Law, and writers who disagreed with it had created an organization of creative activity behind it and had begun reselling it to the surrounding countries.

The scale is also gradually increasing, and now it has been published in other countries and continues to this day.

It was a resistance to civilizational reform in an unpleasant way.

"... that book, it's drawn by a kid in my sync."

"It's a joke that's not funny."

The Virgin in sync with Lilith said, 'Love isn't just about happiness and beauty! Sometimes love creates hatred, sometimes tragedy! I want to convey the depth of the business'.

I know what you're saying, but what you're doing is making hobby-rounded pieces.

I can't save it because I'm reselling it to another country.

"There are other problematic works...... I can't have a book like that compilation of paclinetas."

"Master Tatsuomi said there was no original element."

It also sells works for the lower age groups, but it had content that wasn't good for flattery or education, like a mix of all the famous pieces, amenities, etc.

Anyway, the story is unscrupulous, and the content is quite transformed at the beginning and end of the story.

Take an example and go out to sea to become a pirate king and eventually turn into an inexplicable development of fighting the emperor of the universe. Deployment changes too much for the reading side to make sense, such as the protagonist changing generations frequently and somehow rerouting them from the middle to robotic ones.

I have a headache because I sell books to children that ignore storytelling cancer.

It was bad for the kids' education because the bookstore that sells them also puts these books in the same place as the thin books.

"Censorship... I'm not doing it."

"The department can't move as much as it wants anymore."

It was a dangerous department out of the hands of even the brave.

If you go complain at all, you will be misrepresented by reason, and at worst you will be forced to open new doors.

Apparently, quite a few victims run to lilies and roses.

"Something's suddenly making me want to go back"

"I understand."

The two of us are gradually starting to hate being able to return, even though they said they were finally back from a long assignment.

No one wants to go near the demon cave.

But if a complaint comes, you have to go, and all the priests and clerics try to leave it to the brave. Everyone doesn't want to be a sacrificial sheep.

"A brave man is a being who does this? It's not a chore anymore."

"The policing activities alone are a handful, so they turn other jobs around... oh? What is that?

I just saw the outer walls surrounding the city of Tochica, and I see smoke rising from around the center of the city.

"A fire? Please, hurry up and do some extinguishing."

"Wait. Now something... What!?

From around the area where the black smoke was coming out, a fire column suddenly rose that pounded heaven.

Huge shadows flying at the same time.

"Hey, what are you doing!?

"Dragon!? No, it's disastrous for a dragon..."

"No way, are you being attacked by me!?

An upset runs among the Saints.

Dragons are not approximately demons that humans can fathom, but marvels of nature that destroy one country at a time, depending on the kind. It is no exaggeration to say that the Dragon King class in particular is a disaster.

"My arr... dragon. I've never seen it before..."

"Why are you in a place like this..."

Ryusei and Lilith are stunned.

In the first place, the dragon is a demon that lives deep in the Great Deep Green Zone of Farfran.

Hunting a large demon in the land is fuller than preying on humans and the like. As such, they rarely come to the land inhabited by humans.

Even if he shows up, he'll be right back. It's intelligent enough to understand.

"Why is such a monster in such a place..."

The Dragon Senators Saint Knights were blinded by the giant beasts of pitch-black dancing in the great sky.

As the dragon swirls around the city, it flies away towards the north.

"Um... Master Tatsuomi? Are you sure you don't want to go check on the city?

"Ha!? Yes, it was. All units, hurry to the city!

The Saints ran out in unison, as if to whip a tired body.

The horseback riders who entered the city first scattered on all sides to confirm the damage and rescue efforts.

And Ryusei will learn surprising results from the contents of reports received from Temple officials.

"What the hell is going on with all the damage being temples and churches...?

Seeing the information and reports obtained in the city of Točica, Ryusei remembered the puzzling doubts about the actions of the dragons that raided him.

Yes, all the places raided by the pitch-black dragons were the only temples and churches managed by the Tetratheists, and no damage had been done to the other buildings.

The victims also just happened to involve priests, clerics and the general public who came to offer prayers, otherwise they have not been attacked at all. Dragon Sen also haunts his head about this.

Besides, the city you attack is random. I wonder if it suddenly appeared in the north, and I can't read the behavior, such as appearing in the west town next. It is also doubtful that this information was not communicated to me before then.

"What is this... It's like you have a grudge against Tetratheism."

"Reports indicate that the same thing seems to be happening in other cities and villages. There are currently 21 damaged temples and churches. There seems to be less human damage if you get raided."

Demons see humans and other creatures as food.

Rarely do some organisms make them tools of reproduction, but the perception is that the majority of them are food for life.

That concentrates on the institutions of the Tetratheism. It is an action that I can only think of as having a grudge.

"Coincidence? No, there's no reason for coincidence. I only think I'm intentionally aiming... but..."

"Dragons should be highly intelligent, so deliberately targeting temples and churches, I suppose, is also a fully conceivable matter?

"But I don't know why I'm after it. What did this country do to that dragon?

Dragons are organisms that line one of the strongest species.

He is a strong man but thus does not attack other organisms outside of predatory activity, but strips his fierce fangs when he is targeted for territory and children. But the dragons do not live in the realm where people live.

Even if I were there, it would be about the species of flying dragons, such as the subdragon Wyvern. It was an unthinkable story in itself about dragons becoming involved with humans.

But the damage is now being done. I just think the human side hung a little on the dragon.

"... Well, I just thought about it no more and you don't get an answer. I'm going to help with the reconstruction work, so I'll send Maha Rudart a report."

"That's all you got. If you want to know the cause, you can't ask the dragon."

"Ha ha... what the hell is going on in this country? It's been a disaster."

"Come on? I don't know what..."

The former Virgin and the mightiest brave man had no choice but to sigh.

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Since the collapse of the Cathedral of Multhandel, Mikhaillov, the pope, has had days with his head.

Every day we move our political stronghold to the old diocese and keep being chased by chores.

There are few brave men left to fight, in the north the Beasts have flipped anti-flags, and the surrounding countries have been exerting economic pressure on the Holy Law Divine State of Matisse.

Even the Kingdom of Isalas, with its food problems, no longer has anything like an easy longitudinal shake of its head.

This is also due to the opening of the Irmanus underground street, which allowed food support from the Solister Magic Kingdom. Since the population ratio is smaller than the original, support from small countries is sufficient.

"Why, why are you in charge of Non like this..."

agonized stupidity that grumbled several times.

Holding onto a report of a mysterious dragon raid, the current pope, an ambitious man, had seeped remorse.

[Disappearance of the Brave Summoning Magic Formation] [Reborn Caused]

[Sacred Magic's Precious Value Decline and Pressure on Small States Not Diplomable] [Caused by Solister Magic Kingdom]

[Loss of Summoning Brave Three Years Ago] [Caused by War with Atorum Empire]

[Force Change in the Northern Plains] [Rebellion of the Beastman Nation Caused]

[devastating damage to temples and churches] [caused by mysterious dragons]

[Disconnection of Southern Streets] [Caused by the failure of backwork that pushed Guivrion to other countries]

- And I can't get my hands on Yukiyoshi.

Each of the chronological order of the documents was fragmented, but all of them were problems that could not be easily solved.

It is unlikely that there will be an increase in the number of troops that retain powerful power, especially beyond the ability of a new brave man to summon.

Even if the compromise with the neighbouring countries could be managed in diplomacy, it was a difficult situation to continue to maintain the authority of the Holy Law Empire.

"Salt sales routes are held by small countries, and metal sales routes with Isalas are monopolized by Solister and Atorum. Treatment with sacred magic also recovers. Demand drops markedly with magic scroll sales. When we say that this is the situation, there is no trust from the Four Gods..."

Mikhailov was making a slight mistake.

Four gods are indeed administrators of the world once and for all, but man only thinks to the extent of the tools to create entertainment, and he does not favour man.

Tetratheism does have authority, but on the contrary, it is trying to build a thoroughly managed society, so I see no signs of entertainment developing.

Thin books are also for the means of acquiring foreign currency, so any other means of acquiring foreign currency would be abolished immediately. It was an issue that could not be seen by the Four Gods wanting entertainment.

The point is, it's like there's a deep gulf between the human side of the four gods and the four gods they worship. And the Four Gods don't have to be a holy law god if they're going to develop entertainment.

To the Four Gods, everything else really doesn't matter except our own desires.

"Pope, I report. It seems that the Virgin has received the divine trust of the Four..."

"Oh, so you got any useful information? It's like we can get through this crisis."

"It seems that the example dragon doesn't know who it is, and that it's out of jurisdiction about politics..."

"I mean, you don't know anything, and you're not willing to get involved, are you?

"When it comes to dragons, it's only unclear who they are..."

"Well... thank you for your hard work"

Dropping off the priest who came to report, he looked up at the ceiling with a depressing look.

Insecurity. Words like that cross the back of my brain.

The Methodist Kingdom of Matisse is so rotten that it approaches the centre of politics. I know well because Mikhailov was also one of those rotten priests. He lived a sumptuous life of cardinals and other aristocratic face defeats, and the lowest strata of the people were gasping for poverty.

Corruption is also rampant, and few of the Holy Knights are adhering to criminals.

Even in an attempt to rebuild the country, struggling under the present circumstances should have been visible, as the bulk of the budget has disappeared in vain.

In short, it deserves it.

"We're moving people from the other world, so we can prevent people from slandering us for a while, but it's only a matter of time..."

Obtaining reconstruction funds and building new trade routes. It is not enough to have a budget, no matter how much, to dispel the grievances of the people. That budget is also small.

Even as with the wisdom of God, that God has no interest in human politics.

In the meantime, things have gotten a little worse.

"At least we need to rebuild the economy alone..."

The earthquake that struck the Cathedral of Malthandel before its collapse has caused major obstacles to industry and commerce everywhere. Its reconstruction is also considerably behind schedule.

As a result, bandits are rampant, and two trump card braves have sent them everywhere to crusade, but the results have also been largely ineffective.

"This country... I don't know if I can do it anymore..."

There's no point in dying of authority, wealth, etc.

That's why he was Mikhailov, who stuck to fame and tried to engrave his name in the world forever as a saint, but came here and that ambition was frustrating.

The unidentified, the Reincarnated, leapt, and the surrounding nations differed in the ways of the Methodist kingdom of Metis, and defeat continues in the battle.

The only hope was to keep his name in history, but only to the extent of one of the many popes he was in today's circumstances. "Why did that happen? 'I don't even understand the cause.

To be clear, we have been putting up quite a bit of a grip on demands on neighbouring countries until now, but that's just a story that has been turning in Mikhail Lov's money.

"But give up clean...... Eternity... Eternity to Non..."

The Pope's ambitions had come to a point where no one could stop the present law, which was adamant to give its name to the history of the future perpetuation.

Even if it's a dreamy dream, you can't blame it.

Because people's history is born from these piles of thoughts...

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Unsteppable phase space of a person, [sanctuary].

Here were two goddesses face-to-face.

"Nooooooooo, where did Windia and Guyanes go?!!

"I haven't seen you lately...... Well, you're walking sideways anyway. Don't worry about it."

"That being said, the Virgins have a lot of May flies. He thinks he'll answer anything in a fiduciary way if you ask him to. Uh-huh!

"I'll be back in a minute."

Fresless and Aquilata were fluent, not knowing that they had been sealed by their former evil gods or that they had betrayed themselves so much.

The outsiders didn't know what was happening on earth.

It was my priority everywhere.

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Guyanes opened his vain eyes and woke up from his favorite sleep.

If you look around, you'll be surrounded by wooden walls, with warm sunshine slipping through the windows.

"... let's change the pillow"

The former goddess, who devoured insomnia, stuck her hand in the phase space to devour further insomnia.

She has lost her power as a god, but she can manipulate gravity because she is a more earthly attribute than she was. Its ability to use gravitational manipulation to create a simple phase space or to the extent that it could be moved elsewhere remained.

Naturally, these spatial manipulation capabilities were used to create and utilize warehouses like inventory and storage.

I don't hate any effort to satisfy greed.

What I asked for was a fluffy pillow, but I came here and realized it had a strange taste.

Somehow pull it out by hand.

It was pulled out of a hole that should have been sealed by Alfia Megas - a former goddess to be exact, but connected to the different spaces opened by Guyanes.

Apparently, he connected the sealed space to his different space warehouse, but Guyanes, not knowing what was going on, wondered, just tilted his neck.

"... Windia?

"....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Sealed... you untied me?

"Sealed? What are you talking about? What about my pillow?

"Me, the evil god took my power and sealed it... Yes, the Evil God is back! I need to let the other two know..."

Even when they say evil gods, Gainez doesn't get it well.

Because it is the indolent pyjama god she worships.

"I don't know, where's my pillow?

"... pillows? I felt like I was drifting in a dark space, but I didn't see anything."

"Where? My favorite"

"... I don't know. Aren't you drifting somewhere?

…………

Guyanes despairs of not having a favorite pillow.

I look boggly on the face, but I was certainly desperate.

And when I hold Windia in place of the pillow, I drag her straight into the futon.

"Hey, what are you doing?!

"Make Windia a pillow...... Good night......"

"Hey, I don't know what that means...... More evil than that, I'm sleeping already."

The sun slipping through the window and the height and moderate softness of Windeia, just right on the pillow, synergized, and Guuh-nah's former goddess quickly fell asleep.

"...... I sleep too well. It didn't start now, though."

With Gaianez in his arms, Windeia had been a pillow for a while.

Even though we have to pass on information about the Evil Gods resurrection to the other two pillars, Gaianes is hard to wake up once he's asleep. Most of them are asleep even when awake.

Windia, whose situation was pressing but she couldn't do anything, became a pillow until Gainez woke up. But this was the beginning of her hell.

Bedding Cretaceous ~ doesn't leave when you hold it, and it tightens rapidly like a panacea.

Windeia repeatedly fainted and awakened over and over with tightening suffering, and was to continue to suffer the blame bitterness of hell.

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Well, at that same time. What Zeros was doing...

"Can this be the case with the renovation of the underground warehouse... But you've gone wide in vain."

The old man, who was remodeling the room where the Alfia culture tank was located, made a major renovation of the basement in good condition.

Specifically, I magically dug further down the underground aisle, filled the room back once and rebuilt a new space elsewhere - the room.

The problem was that I had wasted so much space making the room that I had no idea what the use was.

It was too big for storage.

"Uh-huh, shall we even install a crane in the ceiling? I can afford to put the failures aside for you, and I don't know if I'll make something big."

The bike was made. I've also got Air Rider, and when I do, it will mean planes and ships, but it doesn't make sense to build something like that and it's too big.

Then the car size is just right, but there's no art in making light wagons, like Ado.

"... do you want to make some tanks too?

When it comes to tanks, the use would be the same but only a separate imitation of the shape.

But it is also true, and indeed troubling, that making such a thing has a great impact on today's society.

I just tried to say it with my mouth, but when it comes to actually producing it, it really makes me grit.

I've been pondering it for a while in a dim basement room.

"Even if it doesn't even get to the tank, you might want to see if you can make ahat ahat..."

As a result of the troubles, the old man chooses who wants romance and just starts checking out the excess material from the inventory.

If it's for a hobby, throw away common sense.

I was just saying, this old man in question was one of the exterminators.

Two days later, he was forced to involve Zvate and Celestina, Eromura, who returned to the city of Santore in a depression of his mind, to head to the Dungeon Attack.