Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

I was going to protect you.

I was going to teach you.

The collector is blind, and his nose is blind. Slow legs, too.

So even though I have to protect you.

But the keeper was injured.

There was a lot of blood coming from my mouth.

If it were just me, the treasurer could have died.

The soggy snow white rubbed his nose tip against the body of the collector.

The collector managed to move his arms in a strangely moist snow white, stroking him with a pound.

Snow White came back curly and wrapped his little round shield.

Place it next to the sleeping quarterback.

"Protect yourself, protect yourself," he said?

- Guru.

Snow White learned the power of a monster (monster) that he had not stopped eating. Maybe he thought this might protect the collector.

Snow White roared one and rubbed his face against the collector's pillow as it went round.

Akali said.

"When I wiped out the monster, I left a stick and a shield. I've heard that happen once in a while, but I'm new to it."

The stick was standing on the wall a little further apart.

"No sticks or shields are a problem. You can use enough. I'm a little confused about the performance."

"Oh, you made me call you."

Akali rushes to his neck.

"Well, that's the one place I can't really help."

"Oh, no, there isn't. O, saints, spiritual demons, and magic, can't they, Ra?"

"It's going to be big and small, and it's going to be available to anyone. I'll let you know when the body starts moving."

After Acari heard such a thing, the collector closed his lid. I couldn't stand drowsiness.

Wake up to the fierce heat like it did after you touched hot water.

Sweat was flowing like a waterfall from all over my body.

The surroundings are dark.

I can't even see the clams that would probably be across the furnace.

The collector takes off his shirt and pants, his inner, and gets naked, wondering if he even needs to care.

My arm almost didn't hurt. As uncomfortable as it may be.

Coming to this world, I was seriously injured for the first time and was treated for the magic of life. I didn't think so much.

It would be this fever, at its price.

The collector stood up softly.

Snow White's ears moved so tightly that he opened his eyes softly.

The collector heads to the bathroom.

Snow White followed it.

Because I was asleep, I have so many eyes at night that I don't need the light.

The builder on the bathroom tries to use water sperm magic, but he can't use it.

More like magic was on the bottom than that. It could be the so-called guy on the verge of depletion.

"You're in trouble, I didn't know you had side effects like this.... Can you get some water?

When I went to the snow white that was following me, the bath quickly filled with water. Usually the collectors do everything, they don't do much for me if I ask.

After saying thank you, the collector sank himself into the bath.

Water floods from the zabba and the bath.

Ahhhh and I can hear you from the throat of the keeper.

Hot bodies twitched and cooled down through the burns.

Xaburi and Snow White jumped there.

"Oh, hey, oh, here, Bobo"

More water.

A snowflake that takes your face out of the water and turns to grab a water bath.

I guess it's usually not even cold. Maybe there is no such thing as a water bath because it runs through the snowstorm. It is a creature that I don't know very well because it also prefers water. The collector decided to convince him forcefully that it would be something peculiar to the category of Warcraft not on Earth.

For a while the collector touched the water.

Left dark, the bathroom was quiet.

A little uncomfortable, staring at a hand whose wounds have disappeared already.

The moment Boomerang pierces a red-blooded monster (monster).

The moment a pile of dirt skewers a human-shaped monster (monster).

Nothing in particular.

That may be too much to say. I feel like there was something going on up there, and I feel like I pushed him to death in a bad mood.

Maybe it's because he killed the Warcraft and then the humanoid monster (monster), or maybe he doesn't.

I just have a low sense of remorse and guilt.

I killed myself and Akali, to protect Snow White.

I don't need remorse or guilt there.

If you are so 'packed' that you can't help it, then you just make a decision.

Maybe this is how you justify killing.

But I think that's fine.

If you can't protect him if you don't kill him, just kill him.

There is no society here that may not be tolerated in Japan, but not here.

No, I know there is a society if there are people, but I don't belong to that society, and I'm not willing to belong from now on.

The truth is, it's hard to say because you didn't kill people.

Of course, I don't want to kill you.

I've never thought it'd feel good to kill you, even hunting.

You probably don't like the feeling of slashing creatures.

Still, if you've come to a world like this, maybe you're going to kill it.

Zaul with his hands on the sword of his hips, the hunters who aimed themselves up the mountain with their luggage.

If things were different, they might have developed into killings.

I had myself hoping that the time wouldn't come, but I wish I hadn't hesitated, as I did today.

The Zabah keeper rises in momentum.

"- Clerk. - Where is it? It's not healed yet, so don't move around."

The hole in the entrance to the bathroom is left open.

The keeper standing up, the acari that floated the fire sperm on the street there.

Two facing each other.

Once again, the world has come to an end.

- Come on, come on, come on.

The scream of the treasurer, not.

The acari scream echoed into the cave.

Akari turned red in his face and was still pointing that way.

"Why are you in the bathroom without even turning on the lights? Besides, you're naked."

"No, it's normal in the bath, you're totally naked, right?

"Ugh, shut up. I mean, it's healing too fast, I did fix it faster, but I don't remember being almost completely healed or anything in a day."

The collector turns that way, cheeks.

"... but maybe I recovered myself."

"... I thought this was a rare opportunity"

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no. I'm almost depleted by the cure."

"I went up from the water bath and used it because when I slept another night, I recovered until I didn't go half way there."

"Oh, no..."

"That's why I'm hungry."

Depending on the size of the wound, the side effects of life essence magic are the magic, restorative heat, and hunger that is nearly depleted. It's nothing more than people are eating and gaining energy.

"... I can't open that rucksack, so all I have to do is simmer meat and weed."

Behind the furnace was a clay pot with fine branches that burned and boiled cottonseeds.

"Heh, that backpack, am I the only one who can open it? I didn't know."

Yet the keeper receives the rucksack from the clams, and takes out the chunks of salt, pepper, chili, brown sugar, flour, and bread one after the other, he passes it to the clams.

The clams took the lid of the pan, put salt, pepper, and chiseled bread in the earthen pan, and covered it again.

"Oh, keep it. Tomorrow I'm going back to the village, so while I'm gone, you're in trouble."

"Hey, what are you talking about!

Acari's neck turns this way with Grunt. It is an awesome sword screen.

"Yesterday, someone with a broken jaw and arms went down the mountain two days later, or something like that, where are you?"

Snow and white, who were mogging raw meat behind the collector, also set aside the meat and roared with fangs at the collector.

The collector says to the acari as he strokes under the snow and white jaw with one hand.

"There was no such thing as a monster, and for once, just a report. Even if you're a hunter, and the village at the foot is destroyed, you'll sleep badly, and most importantly, it's inconvenient."

The said acari say mummy.

Village Eight Minutes means alienating subjects in the village, but only cooperating during a fire and a funeral (two minutes). In Ellipse, it is said that we must cooperate at all times in the raid of a monster.

Akali remembered that too and shut his mouth.

The collector looks at the snow white as he scratches and rolls his blocked throat.

"The request is this way, and I'm going to look for something I can do. Then we can do it together."

Snow White is fluttered in the throat and his expression is busy getting angry or feeling good.

That's not what I'm talking about, I'm worried, uh-huh, I feel... then I'm worried, not...

Is that the place? It is a way to change the look so that you can see the grid of snow and white.

I repeated some of those exchanges, and if there was none, Acari and Snow White broke.

However,

"Then it's not until you learn the Holy Spirit magic. I don't even remember Holy Spirit magic, but I don't trust anyone to defeat a monster."

While the clams are prickly, the bread porridge modoki dipped in bread in the stewed meat and wild grass is served to the collector.

- Guru.

Snow and white say the same thing.

Sure, you're right.

The collector nodded as he received his toast.

It was impossible to learn the magic of the Holy Spirit just overnight.

The Holy Spirit magic was a hidden magic used in ancient times by Sandra clerics and the trainee nuns known as the Goddess of the Moon (Maruna Nhum), but the growing population expanded the living area, inevitably causing more monster (monster) raids to cost many.

The "Goddess of the Moon's Attaché (Maruna Nhum)" mourned it unveiled its magic to the whole world, and it spread instantly.

Even if the believing gods were different, there was no obstacle to the activation of the Holy Spirit magic, which was also an unwanted joy for those frightened by monsters (monsters).

The way it is called is simple in itself.

Believe in the existence of innocence, I hope.

It gave birth to the Holy Spirit only for a few moments.

I'm not magically sure what the Holy Spirit is.

Religious people say in the utmost ease, that it is the power of God.

It's disrespectful to call God innocent. Religious say it's disbelief, but those who don't believe in God's existence also activated the Holy Spirit magic, so it's not accurate to say God. The nature was too different for the Spirit.

I'm not sure about the current situation, but it won't be a problem because it can be used. The stance has been around for more than 500 years.

It was not until three days later that the Collector activated the Holy Spirit magic, taking such a much less lectured history of the University from Acari.

In the meantime, he asked Akali for the latest information on autonomous magic, and vice versa, the keeper also taught him tips on parallel activation of spiritual magic.

Three days later, in the morning, the Zao was preparing to go down to the village.

"Oh, this"

"What's this?

The collector gave the magic book and vegetable seeds to the acari.

"You're gonna be about free."

The collector wore boots on the top and bottom of his skin, a boomerang and a kukri knife on his back, carrying a food backpack and a slight luggage, and a round shield on one arm.

The stick was used as a part of the clam. Showing a round shield should suffice for proof of the crusade.

"Thank you. But more than that, armor, remember. If I had the armor, I might not have broken my arm or jaw."

For three days now, it was a matter of being annoyed by the acari.

"Ok, ok. Don't be so puffy."

My arm has completely healed. Until about the next day, there was a rush, but now there is no more.

The collector leaves the mountain in complete condition.

By its side, there was snow and white.

They're sending collectors outside the Nawabari of the Great Spider.

Since then, Snow White has been gentle.

Oh, my God, no.

I'm still angry that the sun is going down.

"I'm coming."