It's a creature called man who's concerned again when time stands, even if it's a matter of shelving once.
Intent = 13460.17.
The longer this unusual figure stood, the more I was concerned.
I'm particularly concerned that every time I see it, it's coming up again a little bit.
will, the status is not otherwise linked to direct combat power.
Not necessarily, but few adventurers will wave bonus points to this willingness status.
Let's say we review all the statuses once.
First, HP, which quantifies total vitality. The more this number remains, the farther away it is from death. But this number is not absolute. For example. No matter how much HP stays, will humans be able to live longer with their necks cut off?
The answer is no. HP drains rapidly and quickly to death in the event of fatal injuries such as amputation of the neck or breaking of the heart. "No, they turned me into two trunks, but my HP was high, so that helped! That's not true."
It is said among adventurers that HP should be considered for the amount of time remaining and the degree of contamination that measures the depth of the wound if it is invaded by poison or something.
Most of all, many humans have never crossed higher than that is a number that represents life force, and the higher they are, the faster the wound heals, so they shake bonus points to HP.
MP next. This is easy. Numerical value of how much magic skills can be used. It is normal for wizards and others to have a direct link to their ability to relay battles and cut up their offense if there is no more MP in other classes. By the way, it's well confused, but it doesn't have anything to do with MP and mental power. It doesn't faint when it's depleted.
These HP and MP are defined by the numbers that rise in LV up at birth, and many determine the trend of the class by which increases more.
And the next thing you know, it's about muscle strength, reaction, endurance, sensation, magic, will that represents physical ability.
Muscle strength, as its name suggests, is the height of muscle strength. It can be said to represent the output of the flesh. If you have twice as much muscle strength as a normal person, having twice as much grip... is different from how you get to your muscles, but it doesn't mean you'll be lower. The higher you are, the heavier you will be able to hold, and move faster.
And reaction. This is a status that pairs muscle strength. Without this, I can't use enough muscle strength.
Easy to understand, let's give an example of a short walk. There are two human beings, A and B, who are completely muscular in their way. A has a muscle strength of 5.00 and a response of 1.00. B has a muscle strength of 3.00, but the response shall also be 3.00.
How fast you can move depends on the muscle strength, which is the output of the flesh, so numerically a wins. But if you actually let it run, A won't beat B once. Because A can't run to the end when he tries to run all he can.
Have you guys ever been through this before? The moment I accidentally stumbled, it didn't move well even as I tried to get my legs out, and on recognition, I was supposed to make it, but I ended up falling.
That's the limit of the reaction.
A, where the reaction is common, does not follow five times the muscle strength of an ordinary person, and falls when he tries to run with all his might. If you run not to fall, you lose to a well-balanced B of muscle strength and response. Thus, the output of the flesh should be high, but A will never beat B.
Even if all the reactions are high, it doesn't make sense if you don't have the muscle strength to make use of it, and if all the muscle strength is high, it doesn't make sense if you don't have the reaction to make use of it. This is why muscle strength and response are dealt with in sets, and a good balance between these two is required of adventurers.
And endurance. Endurance is directly linked to life in a different sense from HP. Endurance stands for simple physical sturdiness, health, immunity to poison and paralysis, etc., and the higher the risk of death in adventure, the lower. Even so, no matter how durable 1 is, as I was caught in the corrugated attacks of the Goblins, it takes damage, and HP will be the last line there. There's a guy who says if it's durable a lot, he doesn't need HP that much, but a guy like that won't be able to live long.
Next sensation. This is a bit of a complicated status. First of all, the basic five senses increase, as well as the dexterity of the hand and the mastery rate of the technology. It also has to do with the hitting rate of ranged attacks, starting with the bow, with which you get a variety of benefits. Many of the people who are not going to grow up as adventurers will swing all over their senses and go down to the city well once they have given some LV and earned bonus points.
By the way, this is a complete aside, the elves with the bow as their main weapon are traditionally good at craftsmanship because this feeling is so high, but for some reason only cooking is devastating. Normally, if the sensation is higher, it should be easier to cook delicate and elegant dishes because the taste is superior, but the elves are famous for their rice maz anyway. By the way, I care about this, the elves themselves, and I need to be careful because when I say it, I get angry with my tears.
And about the magic and will that will finally be a magical relationship. This is slightly similar to the relationship between muscle strength and response.
Magic is the power of a passing demon by its name. It has to do with magical power, and the higher it is, the more magical it becomes. If the magic is so high, "That's the rest of the mela" can normally be done.
And will. This is also a status as complex as the senses. If you focus on magical relationships, the more you will, the more advanced you will be able to handle magic, and the less you will, the more powerful you will become a wizard who can only use mela. I mean, "That's the rest of the mela.... this is all I can use the rest" and that's kinda cool. You can also stabilize the magical power by giving you the will. For example, if there was magic that could do damage in the range of 50 to 250, it would randomly go from this lower limit to the upper limit if the will was low, but 250 would go out steadily if the will was high. Sometimes there's only 50 if you're less willing, so it can be compared to the relationship between muscle strength and reaction.
And that's not all the will stands for. It also relates to the endurance of the subject to magical attacks, immunity to psychotic abnormalities, and resistance to pain.
If you are more willing, you can mitigate magic attacks and relieve pain, so endurance can be important in shielding positions. For it is possible for those who are more willing to challenge enemies much more powerful than themselves, and to expose themselves to defending their companions against the fierce blades of the enemy.
Thus, will is an important status in melee.
If I give it to you like this, the will still seems to be an important status, but then you'll have to lean your neck when asked if you want to be aggressive.
I have trouble without it, but I have no body even if it's that high. It's such a delicate status. Will.
Nevertheless. Except for the story, when you're as willing as Elise is.
With so much willingness, the magic attack will not work much, and that is no longer equal to magic deactivation.
You'll be able to go towards any mighty enemy, and you'll be able to continue the fight without moving one eyebrow even if your arm tries to fly a thousand times.
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Yes, when I look at my regular Elise, it doesn't look very like that.
I don't care how you look from anywhere, you just look like a normal girl, and I don't think you're lurking such a monster stained will on the inside.
One question therefore arises here. Namely, "Isn't this status card a bug?".
Regardless, it is usually impossible for a status card to cause an anomaly. But it's just as unlikely that the will is over 10,000.
I really needed to see if Elise's unusual status was true.
That said, how can I try it?
If it's true, the magic shouldn't work, so why don't we hit the magic? Stupid. What if it's not true?
You must be able to tolerate the pain, so it hurts.... What's the difference between the top and the top?
Let the mighty enemy challenge you and test your will. Nice. Why don't we give Oriole a shot? You'll die, though.
… meaning. Had this not been the will, it would not have bothered me so much. If you have muscle strength, you can let them have heavy objects. If it's magic, just let it strike. But will. It is very difficult to measure its inner surface.
Think. Think. Think about it.
My thoughts, which I thought through all night, turned around for a week and headed in the direction of nowhere.
My brain miso, who got high all night, concludes: You should try Elise's spirit to the point where there is no danger to her life.
The good hurries and I wake Elise up before dawn and head out to the city at night. [M]
- And to this day.
We are now halfway between the city and the slums.
Slams at night can be more dangerous than a lousy labyrinth, and people in the city never try to get close.
Therefore, the occasional difference was about small animals such as wildcats, and there was no sign of people at all.
Nevertheless, Elise is responding more or less to trivial noises, shaking her shoulders with fright.
Why Elise is frightened as if she were a young girl even in a haunted mansion.
That was in Elise's outfit.
Naked in a nutshell. Bare collar in a little more detail. It is a perverted style without deception.
"..............................................................................."
Elise walks to shrink and hide her breasts and groins dressed to stir such shame to the limit.
It's always so embarrassing to be indoors naked but just outside, Elise has occasionally begun to look up at this one in tears and seem flattered.
Every time I say I smile. [M]
"Look, I'm hiding it again. Hands behind your back. Stretch your spine more."
"... ooh, kane, forgive me... I'm embarrassed."
"No."
"Ugh... Hih"
Put your arms down and squeeze your hands behind the sound of gutter again.
If it's Elise's feeling right now, she should be able to decide right away whether she's a human or a small animal... timid thing.
"Here, stand up."
Encouraging Elise to stand in a ho sigh of relief that the identity of the sound of things is the cat, Elise stands up shabby.
"Hey, hey, let's go home now, or I'll do anything for you at the inn... right?
"No."
Exclude Elise in a nutshell.
This is an experiment. Experiments on whether Elise really has the will on status. No, it's not a play.
"... oh, my God, I'm a pervert."
Elise blushed at the fact that there was no more, even though she was trying to hide her body at all with her arms, even though she was like turning her tripod back.
You said you couldn't hide Elise's abundant flesh at all by doing that......
I gave Elise one last piece of advice, laughing from the inside out, but not listening to my orders.
"Turn your arms back. Elise. Otherwise..."
"... or else?
I don't answer that word, I just smile.
Elise dared to silently amplify her anxiety herself, and turned her arms backwards with a snack.
"All right, all right. Then it's a reward."
My plans slipped away because Elise is more shy than I expected.
"Reward...?
Elise looks anxious, but looks at this one with her eyes full of expectations.
I don't answer her like that, and I grab that arm when I turn around behind her. And when I took out the delicacy, I pressed it against its slutty cunt.
"Oh, my God, I knew you were wet"
".................. Ah, here, here"
Elise looking around with Kyolo Kyolo.
Because it's near the slam. There's no crowd right now, but the road is five meters wide. There are a lot of people passing by during the day.
In the middle of that street, is sex just resistant, Elise was very suspicious of behavior.
But its interior, above all, was eloquently spoken of by its constantly honey-dropping omanco.
I slowly put my tortoise head into my cock when I accidentally chuckled. [M]
"Ha... ahhh"
Zokuzoku and Elise tremble and goosebumps on Sir and his back. It was proof that Elise felt quite seriously.
Here, just poke him in the womb at once. Elise will forget where we are here and gasp like a beast.
But I dared not go deep enough to repeat the shallow piston with only the turtle head.
"Ugh...? Ahhh, ahhh, whoa."
Always, Elise, who is blamed for deeply sensitive g-spots, portio-sexy bands, etc. and goes through all the intense intercourse, seemed unable to hide her confusion in this shallow piston.
Twist your hips around the back, hold down Elise trying to get a little bit in the back, and repeat the shallow piston.
Elise was crunching her back arm about whether it was hard.
Continuing with that for about 20 minutes, Elise's leg tremor gradually grew larger, eventually like a freshly born deer.
"Ugh, uhh... No more, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no... Huh?
At the moment Elise tried to climb to the top, I pulled my dick out of Elise.
"Yes, the reward ends"
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There's no summit that's supposed to come. For such a first experience, Elise is properly tilted and confused around her neck. And gradually you understood my words, and when you turned your face away, you began to twist and pour tears.
I'm flabbergasted by it. This was the first time I had seen Elise cry.
"Oh, come on, I'm not gonna hang up on you like this. Oh, you're gonna freak me out."
"Ah, but the reward is gone. Next time you hear my orders."
"One, continued? Then hurry up and give me the next order, will you?
I said to Elise, who just clung to my legs, that I would take out the lead as I stroked her head.
"Then let's crawl on all fours"
Then would you have enjoyed exposure play for plenty of two hours?
Try letting him walk like a dog, pee, or masturbate to the point where he's near Ike.
Elise answered all of the orders, and each time I did the scorching in the name of reward.
Elise reached her limits, such as whether it would be dawn or not, and it was a little miracle that no one had found her until then.
And now. Elise, galloping her reason for her first exposure play and scorching blame, was no longer completely insane.
"Ha... ha... no more, no more, I want a dick, I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy, I want a dick, why won't you make me crazy? Ugh, I want to squirt, I want to squirt, uhh."
Elise following me on all fours with a bump and grunt like that is a bit of a horror and I've decided this is no longer the limit.
When I crouch in front of Elise, I stroke her head.
"Okay, well done so far. Give such a gift to Elise."
"Huh."
Elise giving her a painful face. Her eyes shimmered and she was about to be raped by pushing me down if I burned any more here.
"Put your hands there and turn your butt"
"Yes."
Elise, who obeys my orders and swings her butt this way.
She keeps waiting for the pleasure that pierces her now or now.
When I shoved my dick at her like that, I took a breath.
".................. Shh! Whoa, whoa, whoa!
I guess she no longer has a voice, she even felt something similar to the passion athletes put on the competition for distracting her torso to its limits and savoring the pleasure she was given.
Start the piston so I can resonate with her like that.
It was my intention to scorch her, but at the same time I was being scorched again.
Hit the lust accumulated in those accumulations onto Elise's soft ass.
In a dim alley, only the sound of pampering sounds.
You can't let Elise whisper just as loudly outdoors, either, which would have sounded indoors.
Elise's mouth was held down by my hand, and Elise's snort, humming, somehow fueled my excitement asexually.
Elise's vagina tightens intermittently whenever she pokes at it, proving that she is reaching its peak.
That gives me more pleasure and accelerates the piston.
Again, it's compatible. Too good.
Once we insert it, we're both semi-auto. It will be a hip-waving machine and a device that will only climax.
Still, if this was indoors, you'd think, "Happy or unhappy, this is outdoors, so critical, I could make a stop at reason."
And at the same time, Elise and the limits are close.
I guess it's still a bad idea to be blocking your mouth.
Elise is already half-conscious due to breathing difficulties, and a liquid has erupted from the omanco not sure if it is intermittent incontinence or tide.
Rule of thumb, it was an extremely dangerous condition.
I accelerate the piston further and head for ejaculation at once.
"Let's go, Elise"
"…………………………………………………!
Are you listening or not, Elise tells me only slight cramps, when I push my tortoise head around my uterus.
Ejaculated with momentum pounding all sperm toward the uterus.
Two or three minutes, or after a long, long ejaculation, Elise had already passed out.
Just in case you check your breathing, it's slight but you're breathing. Apparently, you won't have to breathe artificially this time.
How pleasant it was, Elise is turning to her white eyes, drooling her snot down to her jaw and fainting.
As I looked at her face to a ruined girl like that, I remembered.
Speaking of which, it wasn't an experiment of will at all.
By appointment, I was going to scorch Elise to the limit to see if Elise could stand it...
(Well, okay. on hold)
When I pulled out one shot and went into Sage Mode, I didn't care about Elise's status again, so I headed back to the inn with Elise in charge of the stretch mix.