Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

Before the alarm rang in the village of Salehad.

Acari's "Unstable Map and Enemy (Radar Map)" captured a sudden red swarm from behind the Allerduria Mountains.

Akali rushes to speak to the Caveman and Diantia before turning to the cliff behind the cave to explore the identity of the hostile reaction.

And the three of them will find it.

Travel orbitlessly between the blue trees of the mountains on the other side, white-flapped, ice monsters (monsters). Some are wearing armor, and some are bare.

"Going down to the village is... impossible, Desne"

Diantia said as she turned a blind eye to the monster's speed of progress.

"When that happens..."

Acari and Diantia look at the collector.

The collector sighs in their gaze.

After the interception battle from the top of the mountain, we have no choice but to stand in a cave and play cage castle battle, than we cannot go down the mountain.

If it's just the two collectors and Snow White, we might be able to escape.

And you can go back when most of them are cold.

That way, maybe fewer people know who they are.

But as diminished, if there is survival, it will be hostile to them, and they may be scattered about themselves.

That way, in the end, there 'll be trouble again.

So I couldn't put the women down and choose to run away.

and there is no such computational part, not to say.

No, but more than that, I feel I should stay here and fight.

If we could have pierced full rationalism in the first place, these women would never have existed in this mountain in the first place.

This means that love cannot be abandoned after all.

I can't help it because that's who I am, and it's not like I don't like that.

Number one, where do you think you're going by running away from here?

Does it mean that every time a monster (monster) comes, he runs away? I'm sorry about that.

"Well, I can't help it. Intercept here"

Thus, the collector and Snow White, Acari, Diantia, Marnya, and the other eight oddly decide the battle of Cage Castle, as do the Orpheans.

Diantia and Akali exhaled as relieved.

But soon, they run away to gather the women of The Goddess of the Moon (Maruna Num).

Now, the keeper looks down at the monsters (monsters) that flock like pests.

Beside it, a snow white descended, showing a landing that did not make him feel a ton of weight.

"... that, remember?

- Von.

I bark grumpy when I look ahead and see that Snow White is extremely uncomfortable. The tail stands perfectly and does not make it slight.

Snow White remembered. About the person who bloody the collector in front of his own eyes.

"Right. So..."

The Caveman, the Acari, and the Mate of the Moon Goddess (Maruna Nhum) had gathered in the cave once.

All the luggage was carried into the cave and ready to go.

The collector looks around and thinks.

The lucky thing is that if you cage in a cave, the only way the monster (monster) enters the cave is through the entrance, and the unlucky thing is that there is only one thing that can carry out the battle between the collector and snow white, acari, diantia, and barely a few other monsters (monsters)?

However, there was no snow white appearance here now.

"This time, presumably, after the interception fight outside, it will be Cage Castle Battle, Mass. Fighting outside is fortunate to take over the heads of the monsters (monsters). Node, while its in the interest of the land, we can attack unilaterally, Shaw. Like targeting an archer type with the highest priority. The target is ice, so stopping with flames is an effective death. At this time of year, there won't be any extensions, Kara, and those who can do it won't hesitate to come, rhino. I mean, if you extended the burn, you'd make money, Death, that's all your feet would be dull, Kara."

When Deantia looks around, everyone nods.

"As soon as the interests of the land are lost, we go to this cave. Ann, Metti, Ease, Russier and Olga stab Todome with Holy Spirit magic from the rear and call back as soon as our avant-garde Holy Spirit magic runs out, Nasai. Don't come forward, Cy, we can't afford to help you this time. Sy, I'm having trouble falling even though you guys are."

When Daiantia gives instructions to members who lack combat power, the five called snort in the face of tension.

"Mr. Akali and Marnya need avant-garde support, Simas."

Acari and Margna nod.

And Tiantia looking at the possessor.

The collector wore dark grey leather armor and "Giant Gloves," with a small shield of ice warriors on his arms, a kukri knife and boomerang on his hips, and scattered throwing weapons from everywhere at his feet.

"I'm sorry, Ga., Mr. Klund asked me to eat out the monster (monster) coming into the cave with the eagle and agata, Lubna and Guadalpe, Thailand. Hopefully, that Irony Spider."

Deantia sees the keeper in the way she expected from the invisible snow and white.

"Snow white. He does what he wants. That's all. I'll, well, I'll do quite a bit. Don't count on it, it's a tentative ten star (Luthera)."

Diantia stared at the collector for a while, but shook her head vertically as she gave up. Let's not make too many assumptions, just because you offered me a cave is a thank you.

The chief woman said her arms would stand quite good, but she didn't even actually see them. The uncertainty element should not be included in the calculation.

That's what Diantia had in mind.

"Well, I'll do what I can."

Yet the sailor walks away, touching the walls of the cave.

As Diantia looks surprised at what she is doing, the walls of the cave narrow from where her hands touched her as she wandered.

After a while, there was a wide aisle for about one person through which about two people could pass.

Phew, breathing out collector.

Diantia speaks up.

"Magic is okay, Desca?

Though it was good, it had raised the collector's rating considerably on the inside for not showing how tired he was.

The collector looks out of the cave with his hands flickering.

"No problem. And it would be more efficient this way than my magic."

While the collector was so good, he only remembered the Parent Warcraft for a moment wondering if this had finally brought him close to the foot of the Parent Warcraft.

About enough from monster (monster) discovery to this point.

The collectors were outside, overlooking the monsters (monsters) as they climbed the mountains of caves.

When the ice monster (monster) passes, the trees freeze and fall.

A white wave approached me as I climbed the mountain.

Diantia is prestigious and screams.

"Come on, Shaw, show me the strength of The Goddess of the Moon's Attaché (Maruna Nyum). I'm going to prove to you that Dada hasn't trained you to be a sheriff!

The non-Diantian women wander slightly.

He doesn't even like training to think about it.

Diantia pulls out the short sword on her hips and gives her the biggest group.

And chant.

"O earth! (Ég jörðu,), sprunga!"

Ég jörðu, sprunga

After Diantian Rin's voice, nine choruses.

The earth was torn apart where it seemed to be the center of Zuban and a group.

Suddenly, the monsters (monsters) who lost their scaffolding fall apart there.

"Simultaneous exercise? How deep is that?

The collector was surprised to see the simultaneous exercise of spiritual magic for the first time.

Spirit magic doesn't require chanting, but chanting is easier to match if exercised in groups. The better they fit, the more powerful the synergies between the earth sperm were.

"It should be pretty deep, Death. This still crawls out. Kara, it's only a stoop, Sen. If it's true, I'd like to use fire elf magic. Desga, the earth race, is born with a specialization in earth elf affinity. Node, fire elf is not my specialty, Des. Even for the rest of us, there's only one person who's good at fire elves right now, Cencine."

Diantia turns a blind eye to the noise just now.

"Ha ha, it burns."

The monster (monster) from the visible end of the high tension, no, it just seems to be setting fire to the forest, Margna.

"... Fire Happy?

I don't even know if there are such noisy words, but Marnya was really flaming with pleasure.

The collector takes his gaze off Margna and sees the crack. The monsters (monsters) just didn't fall anymore and continued to progress to avoid cracks.

Crawling up, it's just a stoop, huh? Once again, the collector who saw the crack crumbles.

"Then scratch it and bury it."

That's how the collector gives magic to the earth sperm.

Magic efficiency is much better using soil as it stands than producing soil from nothing.

The surrounding soil gathered to flow, and the cracks quickly buried.

"Now you won't be able to come out for a while."

That said, the collector headed towards Margna.

Diantia is nothing short of flashy. Though it's just third-degree magic, I didn't know you'd fill a crack made by ten people by yourself. I wouldn't have simply used enough magic to think that I just scratched the dirt, but still, given what is still combatable today, I was certain it was a magic amount that wouldn't be a problem, such as a common magician around there.

The flames of Margna had melted monsters (monsters) in abundance. A monster (monster) who can no longer walk is crawling like a potato worm.

The collector picks up a stone the size of a palm rolling around the mountain there and there, granting the Holy Spirit.

The Holy Spirit magic was far more powerful to grant than to use alone.

And throw the stone that granted the Holy Spirit all the while the monster (Monster) who lost his leg is not resurrected.

Flying stones like arrows bury momentum in the faces of crawling monsters (monsters).

By virtue of the Holy Spirit granted to the buried stone, it is promptly extinguished.

One after the other, the collector throws stones. Throw. Throw.

Diantia, looking at it, almost wonders who the hell he is, recalls that this is not the case now, and takes out the bow and arrow and sets it up.

"I don't care if the arrows are struck down! I granted the Holy Spirit a, more and more shooting cy!

One arrow after another pierces a monster (monster) that progresses while freezing his mountain skin.

While granting the Holy Spirit, it is not possible to take the arrow early, but nevertheless more and more monsters fell and vanished.

"I shot him!

"This one too."

Less than an hour later, the arrow poked and a monster (monster) approached to match it.

Deantia also releases the last arrow.

"Way to go, Senne, retreat, Massu!

Diantia screams retreat as she turns her bow to her back.

The voices of the collectors also depend on the final finish.

Three lumps of dirt, as tall as their own, were seated in front of the possessor.

The earth mass was installed on the cliffside with rocks the size of which could be held, then coated with soil sperm magic, compressed and created spikes there.

To impart the Holy Spirit one by one to a vicious mass of faceted soil with countless spikes, drop it off the cliff with force.

"Huh!

Make it convenient, three times.

Goron, the compressed mass of earth rolling with Goron crushed and shredded the monster, falling.

"Phew, that's just sinuous"

I wiped the sweat off my forehead with such a flair as a job, and the caveman went back to the cave.

"Is magic okay?

He said the clams were frightened by the collector back in the cave. I would be exhausted myself.

"As much as I cut it in half, I think, but it's not like I can quantify it."

If you limit yourself to magic, assuming the acari is a common magician, the collector will boast nearly five times that amount of magic. It wasn't so much an anomaly, but it was hard to say it was normal.

I was still trying my best with magic, but I have a far-eyed acari.

"Since it's tiny, it's hard to increase the amount of magic."

"Chi, don't be tiny. Shh. Where are you looking?"

The gaze of the collector is a modest acari breast. Of course, he's wearing a white chest deck now.

The collector pounded the shoulder of the acari and then went to the back.

"Well, don't be comforting."

Acari chased the collector with momentum that seemed to rise even in the hot air.

With a smiling look at that figure somewhere, Deantia ends up blocking the cave entrance with dirt. Instead of burying it, make sure you build many walls.

It may be wasted on monsters (monsters) that detect magic, but pray that they may be able to get it straight.

For when it was broken, rather than being destroyed from all directions, it did not completely fill the cave.

"Come on, Desyo from here. Perhaps Master Orphea will come when we clear the bottom, Death. Until then, Shaw."

The keeper faces slightly at the words of Diantia.

"... Did you even get hurt somewhere?

Even though the acari looked worried, the collector shook his head saying it was okay.

"... oh, you're still here"

Almost as soon as I thought about it, Diantia sensed it first.

It is the sound of digging the earth.

For Christ's sake, the collector takes the short spear he was standing on.

"What's with the tip? It's not iron."

I was watching for it, Marnya.

There was a white tip attached to the shredded tree.

"Oh, it's a corner of the Ice Submersible White Bear."

Similar to the corner of a one-corner whale, but about 30 cm long, white, shallow torsion, stiffer, denser and sharper ahead.

"... a warcraft I've never heard of."

"Dead meat-eating Death Yo in the Far North is eating an ancient creature frozen in it with glaciers. I don't know why it's here. Senga, if you're dealing with ice monsters (monsters), you're the perfect weapon Death."

Diantia explained to me.

The collector is also a warcraft left behind by the parent warcraft, so I can't explain it or anything.

"Was he using a spear?

Akali asks.

"Speaking of which, you didn't use it over here. When I went to the village, Elida taught me a little bit."

"Is it to Mr. Irida?"

"Desca on that Elida Bergin"

The collector shrugs his shoulders.

"But it's one thing."

Now the collector heads to the entrance of the cave with a spear.

"Do you want to go with the rotation, then? When it gets tough, you take turns."

"Ah, the eagle is the first to go, Masyo"

"Just look and judge how far I can go. You seem to see things better than I do. You might run back, so just get ready."

That's how a treasurer waits in the middle of a cave once and for all.

That's where the clams followed me from behind.

"Support."

Further behind it when I saw it, Diantia was staring at this one.

"Look, I forgot to grant the Holy Spirit."

Thus, an acari confers the Holy Spirit on the short spear of the possessor.

"Oh, I'm sorry"

This is the second confrontation for the Collector. He's nervous.

The first time, he was crushed in the jaw and arms.

Not this time.

Step on your feet that are about to creep and eat your teeth off.

Finally, dirt walls are torn and white monsters (monsters) show their faces.

At that moment, reflexively, the short spear of the collector turns a white trajectory.

By the time the short spear was pulled back, the monster (monster) with his face crooked had already begun to collapse.

The only thing Irida taught me is how to poke.

And then I repeated that as usual. Imagine having enemies in front of you.

Without time to breathe, one after the other, a monster (monster) breaks through the dirt walls and comes towards the collector.

I didn't have time to feel fear for the first time.

Poke the spear as usual.

Once in a while a single poke was played on the shield holding that appeared, but when repeated with two or three pokes, it collapsed.

How many bodies have been extinguished, the collector feels fatigue in his arms.

"It's a shift."

In that voice, an acari sets fire to the monster (monster) who stepped into the entrance and exit.

Without looking at it, the collector changes hands with Deantia.

"Good day, Death. Leave the avant-garde to me without a problem, Masne."

"Wait, if you can use a spear, use it. It's gonna melt like butter."

Diantia sees the treasurer and the spear.

"... I'll borrow it"

So when Diantia received the spear, she leaped in front of the acari.

"Other guys, use it if you want. You can fold the pattern, but I want you to collect the tips because you're dying.

I saw the remaining women with a laugh the collector joked about.

"Oh, I'll borrow it"

"Atai is fine, because the axe is more sexual."

and so on.

There doesn't seem to be any cornered darkness yet.

"Do as you please. I go to bed because I'm tired. Wake me up when it's before one of the rotations."

That's all the collectors said and fell asleep with Cotten.

The collector is then woken up and repeated the rotation twice, three times, four times.

From the time I counted ten, the women became clearly fatigued to the eye.

Those who sleep, those who eat meals made by those of the rear guard, those who are tired but nervous and unable to sleep and nod.

In a short sleep between battles, it is not enough rest.

Now the collectors had lined up at the entrance and exit of the cave, poking and killing monsters (monsters) like repetitive work.

However, despite the repetitive work, fatigue has accumulated. If you get caught off guard, you can die from a single blow, so the tension doesn't break.

The collector glances back.

Other than Deantia, some are quite tired and, by the way, wounded. Though there are no major injuries, that's only a matter of time, too.

"If you don't have enough people,"

Poke a sissy spear, but reverse.

A monster (monster) with a spear there as well, comes poking at me.

"Knock."

Even if you manage to defy it with a small shield of arms, your torso will collapse into too much power.

A thrust of pursuit.

But before releasing it, the face of the monster (the monster) flies a thousand cuts.

In the meantime, the collector can poke a short spear.

When the monster (monster) that began to vanish was pounded against the horizontal wall with momentum, something fluttered over the body of the collector too.

There was a black spot pattern on the white hair that spread all over the view of the collector.

And the momentum of the monsters (monsters) coming into the cave was also beginning to diminish.