Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

Leggin Banton is also a high-powered rumor with the next chief of the Banton tribe, the largest clan of the Bears. He was also the right-hand man of Jin Banton, one of the current elders, and had feelings close to heart sickness for Jin.

Most importantly, it could be said to the entire Banton tribe, not just to Leggin, and Jin was extremely popular, especially among the young people. The reason for this would be the extravagant character and profound patriotism of Jin, as well as having the highest class strength among the subraces.

That's why I thought the Bears were a bad joke when I heard the news. It is unlikely that our intoxicating elders were rendered irreversible without being exchanged for a single human being. But reality relentlessly pokes the facts. The figure of Gin lying powerless in a medical facility was above all eloquently true.

Leggin was stunned by the unusual appearance of Ginn, followed by a simmering rage and hatred. Ask the elders who were at the scene about all the circumstances without having to indulge in it springing from the bottom of their bellies. And knowing everything, Leggin ignored the elders' advice and told all of the bear tribes the facts and embarked on retaliation.

There was also the persuasion of the elders and other clans, who could not drive all the Bears, but those who especially admired Jin, mainly the Banton youth, gathered and breathed in an attempt to discourage haters. That number is more than fifty. Leggins, who knew that the human purpose of the enemy was the Great Tree, decided to raid on the brink of reaching the Great Tree as the most effective retribution. Do what you have to do! and.

The opponents are only humans and rabbis. Even if he defeated Jin, he interpreted it at will that he must have used cowardly means such as striking surprises anyway. If you're in the deep mist of the tree sea, don't be afraid of people with senses that are crazy, or even fragile rabbits. Leggin is an excellent man. If it were normal, it would not have been such a convenient interpretation. All I can say is that deep anger was clouding my eyes.

But even if my eyes were cloudy...

"Wouldn't have this!?

Leggin exclaimed. Because in his eyes there was an unlikely sight of the Bottom of the Subtribe ravaging its own Bears, who were so good at combat that they could be counted in the corner of the strongest species.

"Look, look, look! Feel like it! I'm gonna chop it up!

"Ahahahahahaha, scream like a pig!

"The filth is disinfectant! Hyahahahahahahaha!"

The laughter of the Haurians echoes, and countless lethal slaughters are wielded. There was no shadow of the Temperate, Peaceful, and Most Poorly Conflicted Rabbits there. The desperate Bears shouted back in agitation.

"Damn it! What the fuck! Who, you guys!!

"You're not a bunch of rabbits!

"Wow! Don't come! Come on!

The fact that he was ambushed the other way by an opponent who was about to ambush him, the unlikely strength of a bunch of bunnies who were supposed to be understated among the subraces, the exact and incomparable bows and stones that fly from nowhere, the clever way of turning down signs that drive recognition crazy, the high degree of collaboration and, above all, the frantic expression and the laughter of waving the blade with joy! All of that had created a severe upset, which had created a predicament for the Bears, who were supposed to be above the spec.

In fact, if you simply fought one-on-one, it would not be the first time that the Rabbits would be against the Bears. But for the past ten days, the Haurians have succeeded in filling that innate difference thanks also to the raw special training of hell.

Originally, the Rabbits were low specs compared to other sub-races. But the crisis-sensing and covert abilities polished to survive while avoiding strife are out of bounds. Whatever, that's all I've survived.

And in terms of being able to detect the existence of enemies as soon as possible and ambush them unnoticed, it can be said that they are indeed an assassin-oriented species. However, my natural nature was crushing all these advantages.

You can say that the training provided by Hajime evokes their fighting instincts. I don't even give him time to curse and hunt him down and feel repellent about waving weapons and hurting his opponent. Remembering the line of former Sergeant Hart-Ohn, their minds became entirely of the combatants as a result of harsh training over the course of ten days. A little too much, I can't deny...

Wearing unhesitant aggressiveness, they demonstrated medium combat power. Collaboration was at a fairly high level from the outset simply because it was a strong bonded clan that referred to the entire clan as a family. In addition, the strong and weak coordination of the signs was successful and combined with the collaboration had a tremendous effect.

In addition, a number of Hajime weapons that lift their aggressive power are among the reasons for the dramatic improvement in the fighting power of the Haurian tribe.

The knife two knives, which everyone is always equipped with, came from a precision smelting practice process, and the extremely thin blade tears the skin just by lightly touching it. It is also shock-resistant because it uses taur ore. A similar throwing knife is also deployed.

Other slingshots and crossbows that utilize exceptional yarn for both elasticity and strength collected from spider-shaped demons at the bottom of Nara are also very powerful. Especially close proximity to the younger children among the Haurian tribe. Sniping from the other side of the fog using the innate anti-fog abilities of even children is so surprisingly eye-catching even hazy.

Pal...... I am totally in love with sniping by Crossbow, such as you the inevitable Bartfeld, and it is a sniper temper at one end.

"A blow must fall! Blow your head off. Come on." In the name of doom. "

Pal...... it is your recent cliche of the inevitable Bartfeld. By the way, "inevitable annihilation" is what he calls himself. And then at first, I said, "I'm gonna shoot you!" was a cliché but Hajime made it stop. He seemed very dissatisfied.

That's why there's no way in the bear tribe in a panic state that they can resist the Haurian tribe today, but they instantly reduced that number and had already been taken up to nearly half the original.

"Lord Leggin! Keep it up. Ha!

"Retreat once!

"My lord, I served as Kuppe!?

"Tonto!?

Leggin cruises because his men who come forward with a temporary retreat have just been rendered unable to resume gin or even his men have been killed and his bowels are boiling back. Howlia's sniper doesn't miss that slowness in judgment. An unmatched arrow pierced the temples of a subordinate known as Tonto, who offered his lord and tried to advance his retreat again.

The leggings are upset by it and the formation is disturbed. Seeing it as an opportunity, the cams struck at the same time.

Arrows fly in from the fog, shooting at a truly nasty spot called the ankle with astonishing accuracy. When distracted by it, a sharp slash to prune his neck wields, and a spike runs at an exquisite time from behind those who unleashed that slash.

But it wasn't fatal, either, and all of a sudden, signs appear from behind and a deadly blow is fired. Houlia and the others flirted with the leggings using the strong and weak of collaboration and signs as such. The leggings are at war. Is this really that hectic, indolent bunch of rabbits!? and.

Although the fighting continued for some time, the Leggins managed to stand up for their weapons before recovering from the confusion. Soon after resting in a corrugated attack using collaboration and exquisite cover fire, everyone is breathing on their shoulders. The cams surround the leggings who were pushed behind the trees as they solidified in one place.

"What's wrong?" Pippy bastards! To this extent! You have no guts!

"The mightiest species can hear you! This" pi pi "! Still got Pee-Pee!

"Get your weapons up now! You guys have a weak ankle.

I can't think of myself as a bunch of rabbits, or any other kind of curse that I wouldn't say. Really what happened to these guys!? and bear tribes with a look of war. Some of them are already shaking with a pull with their heads about whether their hearts have been broken. A big, hairy guy said, "No more jokes?" He complained in tears... it's so surreal.

"Cook, cook, do you have anything left to say? The mightiest of species?

Cam throws ironic words with a really nasty look on his face. Now that I've woken up to my fighting instincts, I hear there's something out there that seems like a predisposed situation to be looked down on. It's an unthinkable line from the previous cam.

"Muggle..."

Leggin distorts his expression remorsefully to Cam's story. It seemed that he managed to recover from the confusion and his original reason was returning to his eyes. Some would say he was exposed to cold water by the raids of the Haurian tribe, but while the flames of anger that made Jin irreversible still burned, he now seems to have returned to sanity from the sense of responsibility of having to concentrate on surviving some of his surviving men. I guess you have a sense that it was you who drove your fellow countrymen into this predicament.

"... I don't care what happens to me. Cook if you want, cook if you want. But my men were forced to bring me here. I want you to miss it."

"Become, Lord Leggin!?

"Lord Leggin! That's..."

My men began to bother with Leggin's words. I guess Leggin will try to save his men's lives in exchange for his own. Leggin drank on his upset men.

"Shit!... blood on my head clouded my eyes. Raptors...... no, the chief of the Haurian tribe. I am well aware of my selfishness. But please, I just want these people's lives saved! This is it."

Leggin letting go of his weapon, kneeling and bowing his head. My men know how prepared they are to bow their heads to their enemies because they know how proud Leggin is of his martial arts. That's why I could only clog up words and stand up.

The Cams and the Haurians responded to Leggins who keep bowing their heads...

"But I say no"

That was the word and the knife thrown.

"Wow!?

The leggings twist themselves together. However, the throw of the cam was skinned and the stones and other arrows were shot off at high speeds simultaneously from outside the Leggins' interval. To the leggings who shield and desperately withstand the Great Axe, Houlia and the others attack with heartfelt pleasure as they laugh.

"Why!?

Leggin squeezes out his voice like a groan and asks why he attacked unquestioned.

"Why? Are you enemies? You need more than that to kill me?

Cam's answer was really simple.

"Gu, but!

"Besides... I enjoy crushing your arrogance! Ha-ha-ha!

"Hmm!? Oh, my God, these people!

As Cam put it, Howlia and the others seemed to really enjoy themselves. He releases slingshots, crossbows, and bows from the safety zone. The figure was wrapped in the typical maddening exaltation of those drowned in power. Apparently, my heart's tag has fallen off for killing my first people, my fellow sub people as well. The point is, it's totally rampant.

The attack adds to the harshness, and the leggings stand together and desperately endure... the limits already. Though fatal injuries are what we avoid, we are all full of creativity. You won't be able to stand the next sweep.

Lift your arms up as the cam distorts your mouth. And Hauria and the others took arrows with mad eyes, and held stones together. Leggin pulls out his body feeling careless that this is the place to die. And in my heart, I apologize to my men who fanned it.

Cam's arm swung down like a sickle of death hunting for the lives of the leggings. Arrows and stones unleashed simultaneously. Leggin keeps staring at them looming in slow motion, and…

"Don't be ridiculous. Come on!!!

Zudo on!!

I saw the sight of a white hammer blowing everything away.

"What?"

Leggin 'who makes an unexpected dumb voice. But you won't have to either. Whatever, because shortly after she was ready to die, a rabbit girl with blue and white hair swept together the arrows and stones that came down from heaven with a giant hammer, slamming a hammer on the ground, and flying in the shock waves that occurred at that time. This is what my eyes do. The Bears around them are also Pocan.

Angry minds! It was Shea, of course, who appeared in such a way. The gavel, created during the practice of compression smelting, has an uninterrupted weight, but it swung like a weight or something without creating a buzzing gust, poking at the bissi towards the cam.

"Ugh! Really! Father and everyone, please go back to your sanity!

To Shea like that, the cams, who were stunned and stiff at first, turned their eyes to blame when they got me back hah.

"Shea, I don't know what you're going to do, but get out of there. You wouldn't be able to kill those guys back there, would you?

"No, I won't leave. No more!

Shea's words narrow the eyes of the cams.

"No? No way, Shea, are you going to give it to our enemies? Depending on your response…"

"No, I don't mind these people dying."

"" "" Is that okay?!?

The Bears, who were wondering exactly if they had come to stop the slaughter of their fellow countrymen, accidentally put a scratch in Shea's words.

"Naturally. I can't stand Mr. Yue's special training in the mindset of adding a hand to someone who comes with intent to kill me. Neither do I have a sweet idea anymore."

"Hmm, so why did you stop?

Cam asks. The Houlians have a strange look.

"I've decided that! Because the fathers, they're gonna break! Because it will fall!

"Break? Fall?

Shea overlaps words on the cam of her expression that she doesn't understand.

"Yes! Please remember. Mr. Hajime will not condone his enemies, no questions asked, he is merciless, but he must have never enjoyed (...) killing them, whether they were demons or people! Training shouldn't have told you to have fun even if they told you to kill them!

"Yes, no, we have fun, etc..."

"Do you know what the fathers look like right now?

"Face? No, no matter what they say..."

To Shea's words, the Haurians face to face with their surrounding companions. Shea, breathing down one, said quietly, but clearly in a voice that often passes.

"... it's like an Imperial soldier who attacked us"

"Huh!?

It was a shock. So much so that the madness I lived in blew up. I feel like I've been showered with cold water. The same expression as the one who took the majority of our family away from us in mockery and joy... I can see its ugliness because I've actually seen it. Just like the ones who took my family... it's an unbearable fact.

"Si, Shea... I..."

"Phew, you seem a little calm. Good. Worst case scenario, because I thought we might all have to bust it."

Shea moves the hammer pretentiously. Shea loosens her cheeks slightly to Shea's point and then to Houlia, who is upset by the beauty of the hammer.

"Well, it's my first interpersonal match, and now, if you've noticed, you're all right now! Mostly, Mr. Hajime is also bad! I know you mean to make it a fighting spirit, but that's too much! Rather than a warrior, don't train a bursar car. Awesome!

Now Shea is puffy and angry at Hajime. I whispered, "Why did you like that guy?" or whining bumps.

And, at that time, suddenly the gunshot sounded.

Behind Shea's back he said, "Around!? ♪ There's a groan over and a collapsing sound ♪ With that said, when Shea and Cam and the others rushed to confirm behind them that they had completely forgotten to exist, they had a depressed leggings appearance by keeping their foreheads down.

"Why are you trying to get away with all this mess? Take your seats until we're done."

Hajime appears with Yue from behind the fog. Apparently, while Shea and the others were discussing it, they shot at the leggings who tried to sneak away. But for some reason it was a non-lethal rubber bullet.

Even with Hajime's words, Hajime set up "intimidation" to silence the Bears, who were unafraid to check what was going on around them in an attempt to escape. Hajime and Yue walk toward Shea and the others with their gaggling asses.

When Hajime looked at the cams, he slightly, awkwardly wandered his gaze, but immediately said words of apology as he confronted the cams as he perceived them.

"Ah, well, what, I'm sorry. I was fine, and I totally lost track of the shock of murder. My mistake. Yeah, I'm really sorry."

Shea and Cams open their mouths and dot their eyes with pokans. I wasn't expecting you to say anything honest about your apology.

"Boss, boss!? Are you insane!? You hit him in the head!?

"Medic! Medic! One seriously wounded!

"Boss! Please hold on!

This is why I get this reaction. Hajime floats blue muscles and hikes the mouth.

This time, Hajime himself, genuinely thought it was his mistake. Because he didn't have any particular emotions about the murder, he wasn't aware of the mental shock. No matter how much Hajime got stronger, there couldn't be any experience in teaching, and as a result, it nearly broke the spirit of the Haulians in jeopardy. To the boulder, I thought it was bad, and that's why he said the words of apology... the reaction he came back with was that he was doubtful of his sanity. As for the hajime, I am somewhat unsure whether it should be refreshed or whether I should reflect on my daily attitude.

Hajime couldn't help but leave the matter aside and walked over to Leggin, shoving a donner's muzzle at his forehead.

"Now, which is better to die clean, or to survive even if you live in shame?

To Hajime's words, the Haulians turn to surprise rather than the Bears. Because in the current line, it sounds like you can miss the Bears in some cases. This is a serious suggestion in Hajime, which does not hesitate or condone the hostiles. Cam and the others look at Hajime with sad eyes saying, "I still have my head..." I get more blue muscle on Hajime's forehead, but I can't get through it because I can't talk about it.

Leggin also looked back at Hajime with an unexpected look. I was sure it was the man in front of me who made the Haurians leopard so far that I didn't think the man would pity me.

"... what does that mean? You mean you're gonna let us go home alive?

"Oh, you can go home if you want, okay? However, there are conditions."

"Conditions?"

They told me to go home lightly, and not only the leggings, but all those around them, whizz together. Behind him, "If you punch me in the head, you won't be able to make it..." Shea alternated between her hammer and Hajime's head with a cracked and serious look, and I hear the cams agreeing.

It's time for Hajime to add even more blue muscle when he might need some serious tightness treatment. But work hard through it.

"Oh, terms. Say this to the elders when you get back to Fairbergen."

"... is that a message?

Leggin claps out that he was just a messenger, even though he was wary of what he would say when he was told it was a condition. But I froze at the content of the legend.

"One loan."

"... ugh!? Ha!"

"So? What do we do? Do you want to take it?"

Leggin, who perceives the meaning of the legend and inadvertently seems to yell at it. Hajime is waiting for Leggin's choice in the wind where it blows. "One loan." That means you owe me sometime in return for saving the lives of the raiders.

Even though the council of elders said they had lost one of their elders and tied non-interference until they made the bitter choice of essentially overturning the decision of the council, the elders would have to respond unconditionally to Hajime's request if they gave a message.

Objectively, it would not be possible to remain unspoiled due to the prestige of the Council of Elders, as it would only have been unilaterally set up and in return in the case of Jin and in the case of Leggin, and on top of that, life had been missed. If you ignore it, you're the only outlaw. Besides, now it might be time for Hajime to turn his fangs.

In other words, the survival of the Leggins also means bringing back elements that are unfavourable to their country. A return after ignoring the decisions of the Council of Elders, forcing them to shoulder their debts, and having more than half taken over while keeping it in fancy language with the most powerful species...... Hajime is exactly right about life.

Hajime chases after Leggin, who distorts his expression.

"And make sure you know that your men are responsible for their deaths. Along with the fact that Howlia failed miserably."

"Guru."

There is a reason Hajime misses the enemy by offering such conditions. Of course, it's not mercy or anything. I've insulated myself from Fairbergen, but I still don't know the details of the Seven Labyrinths, so maybe I can run errands in his country. Whatever it is, it's about the words of the founder left in the oral. Hajime wondered if I had failed a bit because I came out as a result. It's a boat to cross, and I thought I'd keep it insured just in case.

Hajime pushes the muzzle harder on the troubled leggings.

"Decide in five seconds. Kill one person at a time every time you over." The judgment is quick. It's basic, right?

That's what I say, Each, Leggin rushes to Hajime, who starts counting with Nee, but never responds to his will.

"Wow, okay. We want to return!

"Right. Then just go home. The message is solid. If I fell in love with you when I went to pick it up..."

From the whole body of Hajime, a strong willingness to kill overflows. It seems that it is no longer even accompanied by physical pressure. The sound of drinking goku and saliva sounds slightly clearer.

"Think of it as the last day of Fairbergen."

No matter what you look at it from anywhere, it only looked like a bad debt taker, no, a terrorist kind. From behind, he said, "Oh, good. You know, the usual Mr. Hajime" or "The boss is back to sanity!" or strangely, I hear a mixed voice of relief, but I can't get through. The atmosphere that I created will be smashed up. Although the tightness is definite.

The Haurian tribe broke my heart and quietly drove me home, seemingly without the Bears of my men, who had neither begged for nor heard Leggin's death, nor the strength to rebel. The fact that the young man was central would also be the cause of honestly accepting defeat. Neither will Leggin be able to make the width profitable in Fairbergen any longer. Likely to be treated like a shader for life. But it is more of a light punishment because he aimed his life irrationally.

The Bears disappeared across the fog. Looking at it, Hajime turns to Shia and Kam and the others. Most of all, I can't see the look on my face as I lean down. It's kind of a different vibe. The cams are obsessed with talking a lot to Hajime in disgrace of the immaturity that has gone mad, and have not noticed the atmosphere. Only Shea said, "That? Aren't you jerking off?," he sweats cold.

Hajime shook her face up with a lily shake. The expression is a full smile. But I wasn't laughing at all behind my narrowed eyes. Finally, I felt something was wrong with Hajime, and Cam sounds terrified.

"Boss, boss?

"Yeah, really? I think it's my fault this time. Toothpick should have been considered to finish it somewhat in the short term"

"Yes, no, such... we are immature..."

"No, no, that's okay, right? I admit it myself. So, that's why you honestly apologized... that's a pretty good reaction, huh? No, I know. That's what my daily attitude made me do... but... this feeling of no place to do it, I can't help but dissipate... you know what I mean?

"Yes, no. We have a little..."

Cam also said, "Oh, this sucks. You're beautiful," Jiri retreats as he drifts his cold sweat like a waterfall. Some of Houlia remembered the training, already gabbling and scratching a crying bastard.

and then, "Now sooo!," Shea slipped back on her heels for a moment to escape. I won't forget to shield the man Haulia who was beside me.

But...

Dpan!!

One bullet went through the man's crotch, bouncing at the roots of a tree he was putting out on the ground and poking it in Shea's ass.

"Hakiun!

One of Hajime's gun moves is "multilateral shooting." So I shot Shea in the ass. It was a wasted, sophisticated, wasteless, useless gun move. Shea falls to the ground jumping with a pion screaming at the impact of the shooting. You look like you stuck your butt out. Smoke is rising from Shu Woo and his butt. Shea is bickering at the pain.

Cams with a look of war on the spasmodic Shea look and Hajime's gun moves. A man with a strand is tearing his groin down with both hands. A shock wave from a bullet stroked his groin like this.

Hajime, who made Donner a holster as if nothing had happened, turned his smile into generosity. And it popped out with anger.

"Don't you dare, let them all hit you once!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Houlia and the others escape simultaneously to scatter the spider child. Not a single one of them escaped and Hajime followed. For a while, screams and anger echoed in the tree sea.

Later all that remained was Shea smoking out of her ass and

"... what time are you going to Daiki?

It was totally outside the mosquito net. It was just Yue's whining.