Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

After working as an unpleasant guest, there was the usual nightclub with the collectors and Big Star (Darshin).

The old man at the nightclub, who was sharpening a noisy knife when Azlona was kidnapped, had provided the collectors with alcohol and knobs appropriately before creating a relaxing air with Azlona waving her love on the table.

Such Azrona was stared at by the Founder and Big Star.

"Male, but female... Mm-hmm. Male, I don't know, but I feel a little different... I don't know."

Big stars are big guys just because they have no sense of rejection.

In this era of the world, there is no widespread knowledge or understanding of the sexual minority "sexual minorities" of ordinary people, and it is not surprising that there is a sense of rejection. With the Earth, social awareness has finally spread, and it never means that this world is strange.

For a collector, there's nothing like trouble even if Azrona was the daughter of a so-called man. Hence, there was not much rejection. It's hard to live from now on, or breeding or whatever, to such an extent that I didn't care what I had in mind.

"... you're simply saying that the body is a male and the inside is a female. You just have to think of it as if a little mistake was made at birth and a female brain got into the male's body. I was born like this, and I can't help it if I want to..."

The collector glanced at the snow white.

Snow White looks awkward somewhere, licking the black liquor little by little without gazing at anyone.

There is no mistake in seeing Snow White, for Azrona, as a parent and sister, as a being that is deeply affecting its spirit. If Snow White, who has never had a child or anything else, wants to raise her without being able to discern Azrona's gender, she will have to trace her own experience and raise it, which naturally means as a female of her own sex.

As a result, it is presumed that he has become the daughter of a man.

In the first place, I don't even know if a high-ranking warcraft whose intelligence is crowded or above is raising a child to look like a male and a female, and I'm not willing to blame Snow White on a collector who couldn't make a male decision.

I just somehow grew up wondering what it was like, and now I'm looking at it, but don't look at me, it could have been an unexpected event for Snow White around hitting the bobble-tail on the possessor's face.

"... you mean you were born without a physical and spiritual match? I see. Maybe that's what happened."

That's roughly the understanding that makes no mistake. It is not something that can be explained to the collector where the brain said something innate.

"People have similar people, don't they?

Big Star looked difficult on the words and sighed.

"... you're definitely here. I just feel a little different. Azlona doesn't stroke her ass."

The collector perceived the situation and sympathized. Apparently it was a hands-on experience.

Big Star rushed to talk to the eyes of the raw warm collector.

"Whatever it is, it's my next date, but I got a job for the Middlers. I want it in seven days."

"Seven days later, okay"

How dare you tell me that straw and people get together as usual.

The morning after the shocking facts were brought.

The collector bought mobile food and was in the ruins.

I was going to dive long today. I'm also somewhat used to the ruins. Rested enough. I also had time, so now I was going to go downstairs.

To know what the ruins are, what place they are.

We also bought maps up to nine levels, and the goal was ten layers with no maps for sale. The highest hierarchy of reach, officially announced by the Explorer Guild, is twenty-one, but few explorers of the White Misty Mountain ruins, and it was the current situation that the map was not created in time for the cycle of internal structural change.

So far there is no reason to know what is happening on Longhua's side.

The collectors tread lightly through three or four layers in a whole day or so.

The trap rushes through to leave the barrier open, and the Warcraft moves on with Snow White kicking it as a delight, stripping only the crusade proof site.

And the collectors set foot on the fifth layer.

The spirits that are many in the five layers are earth sperm. In addition to trappers, traps equipped with ruins are also commonly seen.

And the Warcraft.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

As Azrona wept in her eyes, she was desperately fleeing from a herd of warcraft resembling chickens, like seals chased by silo bears on ice.

The chicken was more than once larger than white legphones, etc., and had no top from the neck.

It is a killer chicken called a headless chicken (no head chicken). I can't eat myself, but I don't die because of the undead. But because of it they were always in a state of hunger, which was very ferocious.

It's moving even though I don't have a head. Not to mention the sudden onslaught.

Azrona was also panicking forgetting to fly.

But the mobility was too different between chickens and a flying dragon boy with no legs.

Finally, they catch up.

There are ten headless chickens. The kick claw jumped to Azlona simultaneously.

Fear of the incomprehensible awakens the wild blood of Azlona.

Azlona stays wild flashing, winged.

Bigger than his body length if opened, both wings evacuated Azlona into the air, though unreliable.

Relax, Azlona, take a breath in the air.

But he didn't make a single squeal and gave his buddy a little bit of a headless chicken jumping at the base.

Unlike normal organisms, it is undead, such as brain suppression. He made the muscle fibers snap and cut, but he jumped at all costs.

Azrona managed to avoid it with an awkward wingspan, and breathed heavily, spitting it out.

A running stream of water strikes a headless chicken.

but only as powerful as squeezing the mouth of the hose it was the headless chickens that were in the air that bounced a little farther, but only slightly retracted the headless chickens that were on the other ground.

If it was meant to be, I'd like to spit it out like a water cutter or a laser beam, but there was still no sign of it getting there.

Headless chickens jump from next to next.

Azlona, who doesn't fly well after all this time, finally exhausted herself, even though she avoids flailing.

Boop.

A headless chicken arrived in Azlona that crashed after making such a mindless noise.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Mass assault with kicking nails.

Mass assault is still inevitable while there are too many to bring to the joint moves and they are on one.

Azrona's solid pale scales are somehow prevented from kicking nails that can be determined by the skin and meat level of a person. But the shock of the kick reached Azlona's body, coupled with the fear of being killed by a headless chicken, spiritually hunted down Azlona, who was defending her whole body round.

- Gi, gi...

The sound of Azrona disappeared.

I thought it was something like this. So Snow White cracks in, kicks a headless chicken and gets nothing. Yet Snow White did not comfort Azlona, who tried to cry, but kept her to lick the wound. From that kidnapping, the Snow White Spartan was accelerating.

While sympathizing with Azrona and the path he had taken one day, the Zao retreated to heal himself with the magic of life.

Something just passed behind me.

The collector turns to the signs, but there is nothing.

Peeping into the cave, there was a trap demon-like hindsight similar to that of a child, with a curved object in the writing of a clip in his hand.

The collector intuitively turns his hand around his waist to confirm, but he doesn't have a single boomerang.

The trap set by the trapper becomes vicious enough to go to the lower levels, and the speed of the trapper itself increases. Strength itself is no big deal no matter where you go, but your handiwork gets worse. It was a good thing with the dislikes of the ruins.

The treasurer, who had been taken aback for a few moments, returns to me, but the mundane and frustrating springs.

The trap was depressing, albeit crushing with barriers, and putting back the barriers was a hassle. After this, there were some eyesight problems, such as taking weapons.

The collector left Azrona to the snow white and ran away.

Follow the map and the Magic Book with one hand, bouncing back the trap demon's trap moves to leave the barrier at bay.

Trappers are fast.

But the collectors who are always chased by snow and white, and who are running with them, are quite fast, and it is easy to detect dark fairy magic in even dimmer caves.

Although we would not catch up as a result, it was possible to follow it steadily.

With that hand, the trap is imminent.

Sometimes the trap that you see at the end of the road. I hate the mouth that even looks like the devil's niggling.

Still, he bounces back the arrows and spears that are thrust at him, cuts off the rockfall, and steps over the traversalis.

The trap became denser enough to chase the trap demon.

The collector was dedicated to chasing him, unable to deploy the physical barrier of autonomous magic in time, and the trap contacted even the barrier of leather armor and life magic, but did not end up damaging the collector's flesh.

The collector feels the end.

Ahead, it was a dead end.

While I was running, Dark Fairy magic kept me from detecting signs. Go after him, it was the Nest of the Warcraft. What kind of ochi involves life and death.

And finally, hunting down a trap demon in a small room.

The trapper was trying to sneak Boomerang into a little sarcophagus-like object.

That being so, the Caveman froze the room-by-room trap demon with the intermediate ice elf magic "Ice Wave".

Almost at the same time, the Trapper was also activating a trap move just as it was the last blow.

Even if the trap that was placed in the position of the collector is delayed and the pile hits hard on the back, the pile disappears in exchange for the barrier.

A relieved collector.

Make sure you have no enemies around you and strip the crusade proof area from the trap demon's carcass. Though this hierarchy can handle it, it's a long way from snow and white. I wanted to rendezvous as soon as possible.

- Dossssssssss.

The shock plunged into the butt of the bent collector.

A collector who fell forward in the form of a trap demon carcass and stopped holding his butt and making it microscopic.

A suddenly appearing gavel pierced the unfolding barrier of life magic and struck the possessor's ass.

It was the trap demon's last blow (Last Attack).

The collector also knew it in the dossier. Besides that, I had assumed that was the blow of the pile to my back that was powerful.

Should we be fortunate that it was not a pile or happy that it was not local in the first place?

After coming to this world, his butt creeps strangely, and the collector holds his butt and manages to rise up, thinking about something he doesn't even want to do like that.

- Ha-ha-ha.

A small sarcophagus, casually held in his hand to stand up, suddenly bit into the hand of the collector.

Box Demon (Jackbox).

It is a warcraft simulated in a vessel that delivers treasures in the ruins. You think the name comes from the fact that Jack, an unlucky adventurer who existed a long time ago, retired from his adventurer after encountering the Box Demon a hundred times in a row on a ruin chest?

"Damn!

It was the bite that prevented it with the life sperm barrier, but the collector threw up the frustration with no place to go.

It remains untouched.

I don't feel like I won. rather than very angry. I even remembered the illusion of being mocked by the trap demon's red three-day moon-like mouth.

The result was just getting Boomerang back.

Both Trap Demon and Box Demon can only be a few crusade proof points.

That's when I glanced at the entrance and exit of the small room with Azlona, where the snow white snapped.

And I got that pitiful look on my face. Like the face of the humiliated collector and the room, Snow White was frightened to see if he had done it again.

Damn, the collector exasperates several times of scolding, and Snow White sighs at him -.

- Pocon.

Tarai fell on Snow White's head, causing him to make a distracted sound.

As soon as possible, there is an awkward air.

It was a non-lethal, snow-white attack that made no sense. It's such a pointless attack that you don't even need to avoid, like a hoarder's prank if you insist.

If it was a lethal attack, crisis detection might have worked. I didn't think trap demons would use such unintelligible traps. I was simply caught off guard by how the collector looked.

There are many reasons, but it's too late.

Snow White has exposed himself to ugliness.

But there are no more trap demons to be taken for granted.

Snow White's eyes wander through the void for a while, and capture the treasurer.

It's your fault.

It's like I just jump at you saying that.

"That's too wet - buho"

I can't even say wet clothes, but Snow White didn't hear the words of the collector or anything, and stormed it from his head into its belly.

I don't know if Snow White's face is red with fluffy white hair, but it is a complete hit of eight. Then, he rubs his head around eating and biting sweetly for the stressful work of dealing with Kuroyang.

"- Ouch. He's eating meat. Easy."

They weren't sweet bites.

For a while the treasurer became the feather to receive the eight wings of snow and white.

By the way, Azlona was totally snagged, and you were looking at it with eyes like you understood the treasured man and the extreme twinkle of snow and white?

After the radical skinship, the collector decided.

Forget all about the ten layers.

Still with some grumpy snow and white behind his back, the collector creates a long ice column (rough) with ice elf magic.

With that, I started moving forward through the cave, although I did the trick.

It moves as if it were a white cane used by a visually impaired person to explore even the ground and walls.

In response to the ice rod, the trap is activated.

An arrow passed right in front of the treasurer.

If there is one, I think there are ten times that, and that is the trap demon trap.

The collector was sharpening his nerves, manipulating the ice stick and exploring the signs.

Yes, the collector was trying to get the technique to detect the signs of trap moves set up by the trapper somehow.

It is a tunnel.

It was a foolish way, like when you let your body indulge in a mastery of spiritual magic, a positive-fist thrust that emits a blow of all your might.

Naturally, snow and white will be free in the meantime. When Snow White is free, he will train Azlona.

Ants and chickens.

Azlona will be fought to the point of being dreamed of for a while. Until the treasurer found a way to detect the trap, only the screams of Azlona were echoed by snow and white in the cave?

About two whole days went by.

It was not so easy to remember trap detection or anything else, and even at the beginning and end of mixing traps derived from ruins, the trap detection of the collector was difficult to navigate.

Just getting tired of it, the collector rests on the water field that was on his way.

It's not just a break.

Toxic aquatic plants and fish inhabited this water field. If processed, it would be edible, but no one took food in the ruins until such a hassle, and it was an emergency food treatment in case. But if he could eat it, he could put it in his food backpack. The keeper caught fish and harvested aquatic plants to replenish the poison he had lost in his battle with Luge.

All this time Azlona has also exercised its power to the fullest, diving into the water field and catching fish and shellfish.

"... you lost your cell phone food?

There was a voice on the back of the collector.

There was a big star when the collector turned around wondering if it was an enemy when he saw where there was no snow and white alert.

From the top of the Mongolian-style costume, which had the usual shoulder alignment and stuffing collar, he wore a distinctly plain coloured leather armor with a pair of kidnappings (kai) on his back that closely resembled a tongue fur. When it comes to appearance, the difference with Tonfer would be the length and its martial bones.

I had no idea when you were here. The collector rises, thinking it tastes bad if you don't keep it always enough to be vigilant with dark elf magic.

"Hmm? Oh, no, kind of. Why would you do that?

It's hard to say that we're just collecting poison, and the collector forcefully talked about it.

"Oh, they have 'Lord of the Demonic Beast' coming from the lower levels. They sell that material at a high price."

The Lord of Demonic Beasts is the Lord of Demons (King).

The warcraft that inhabits every hierarchy is different from the ruins, but its reality is like a kind of worm poison, with a powerful warcraft that has kept the ruins completely under its territory, the Demon Lord, crawling out from time to time. Naturally, if we were able to identify the demon lord of that climbing process, it was also possible to crusade it. Although, I can hardly capture such a omen.

"... are you all right?

"I hate to say it too loud, but the other three are stronger than me"

In other words, if we limit ourselves to melee technology, we will all be stronger than collectors.

With the movement of Big Star in that alley, the Zodiac felt a difference in power from Big Star. Until how strong Big Star is, I'm not sure.

"... how many layers are you on?

"That's fifteen layers of information. Think of it as a little more climbing, thirteen or twelve."

The four of us go down to the fifteenth level to fight the warcraft that is about to become the Lord of Demons.

Azrona sounded amused when she glanced at other members saying it was quite a force of war.

The woman has braided the burnt brown hair stretched to about her shoulders and drooped behind her, with a tendency to droop under her forehead separated in the middle. At first glance, he doesn't look like a martial arts artist, but he wears the same shape of leather armor as Big Star, and on his back is a pair of "Kankon Zone" with circular blades in the shape of a carriage wheel. On both hips, he has two combined shapes of weapon: "Eun Ootsu", which can be both a throwing weapon and a melee weapon. She was a female martial artist who seemed to fit her painful eyes when she was fooled by appearance.

Speaking with a calm face to the snow and white that is deciding the dust, Lao Master is dressed in the same way as Big Star as his mentor. Behind it was the dwarf of the old master, who carried a large quantity of luggage, securely refrained.

"This is my wife Tama-young." and to Master Zhu, who serves his master. "

Jade Young, who noticed the gaze of the zodiac and Big Star, approached us as he put his hand beside both wings of Azlona and hung with Pulan, barely wandering.

"- This kid, why don't you put him in foster care?

"... you can't do this."

Answer instantly as if the collector was frightened.

"Yes, too bad. Then we'll go with you for a while."

Tama-young rocks the Azrona with pramps and circles herself. The goose and the azurona are also fun.

"Ah, Yu Ying.... sorry."

"No, I don't mind."

If you get pulled off all that lightly, you can't have any objections or anything, and it's hard to blame you for playing with Azlona for your heartfelt pleasure.

"How many layers were you planning to go to? Tama-young says so too, and if possible, why don't you come with me on the way?

"Ten layers, but you're gonna get your feet together.... me."

Big star laughs bitterly at the possessor who says pathetically.

"I can't tell you if Tama-young says so. Still, I'm not the woman who makes you do what you're forced to do, and if you can't, you can say no."

The trap demon teased me and it was on the other side of oblivion, but the original purpose of the collector was to explore the ten layers and what a ruin is.

It can also be said to be a good opportunity to gain experience in group warfare, which is hard to do on second thought.

"... Well, thank you. The basics just release spiritual magic in the rear. I also have enough shields. Fight me without worrying. Worst, I cry on snow and white"

Tama-young rejoiced when he overheard the words of the collector.

I realize slowly that I was a treasurer who tended to be one of the big stars, but it is difficult to gain experience and so on even if I accompany people with different powers.

It was the speed of travel that I managed to keep up, but when it came to fighting, I couldn't keep up with that speed at all. There's also the possibility of friendly fire, and I can't release spiritual magic as a treat.

He was probably a natural life enhancer that everyone wore at the end of their training and even seemed to be finishing some special martial arts.

However, it was not a loss to the Big Stars because snow and white would soon follow us when we acted together with the Founders.

Snow White exposed the warcraft that was just ahead of him on the road to say he was a replacement for the treasurer. It is not bitter to be able to hunt prey without heart, even if it is snow and white.

Without the snow and white, the Big Stars didn't think the Zodiac was as handy as the Zodiac thought. It does not delay the speed of movement, in combat it is only consolidating its defenses and has no cover, but it is not disturbing either.

Add in the snow and white, it was more of a plus.

Such a tiny, but somewhere united, bunch quickly moved on.

Armor sleeves touch.

After the Big Stars ran through, the Warcraft was scattered just stripped of the crusade proof site.

But in the large room in the middle of the eighth floor, there was an anomaly.

There were countless demon beasts and a bunch of black beasts waiting.

Originally the possessor exercising Dark Elf magic, Big Star and Snow White also noticed the enemy's proximity, but did not avoid it. If we bypass here, they'll take a lot of time.

The Big Stars didn't even look, they scattered.

Big Star accelerated while avoiding the arrows and went straight ahead.

The moment I stagger with the demon dog approaching from the front, I cross my back and pull through the abduction that was hanging.

Even as Big Star accelerated further towards a group of enemies, the misguided Demon Dog collapsed as he bled from his neck behind Big Star.

Yes, what Big Star was holding was not two crutches, but a knife (or weapon) that had been delivered to the sheath called a crutch.

Big Star ripped off his neck as he blew through the demon dog's advance.

Recirculate, slash and discard.

The battle of Big Star runs out of that word, but it was as if Big Star itself had become a big twist, drawing in enemies and slashing them away.

It was Yu Ying who jumped backwards in a motion that did not make him feel any weight.

By adding a twist at the step in, the body was spinning, releasing a further area of kun held in both hands.

Perhaps a special weapon, the Konkun area tore apart the attacking raptors one after the other, as if Tama-young were manipulating them.

There, an arrow arrives to Tama-young, who is leaving his body in the air.

But in Tama-young's right hand was returning the Kun-kun area, which he should have flown, and Tama-young cut off the arrow by turning it into a sideburn.

And bounce again, spinning.

Yu Ying bounces around endlessly in a motion that doesn't make her feel weighty. Three braided hairs followed him like a tail.

Its acrobatic movement was as beautiful as a magpie butterfly, but suddenly it moved to disappear from sight. It was as bizarre as a fly, an amazing move.

Left and right parted old master Jiao and dwarf detour.

The easiest to understand, but the most puzzling.

He takes the big raider's axe flat with his head for more than two minutes and immediately releases a straight fist holding the abduction.

It is a moment. That's just it, the big man collapsed.

And they rushed immediately, took it, and repeatedly defeated it.

In the meantime, countless arrows, flying swords, etc. pierce the bodies of the two, falling polarized as if they had hit a mass of iron.

It was nearly impossible to take that number off, even if it was reinforcement by the elite of life.

It was an event between several blinks. Snow White fast fights are also added there, making it harder for the collectors to follow with their eyes. Nearly impossible, such as covering and shooting with spiritual magic.

Speaking of what the collectors were able to do in the meantime, all they had to do was roll out the ice and earth ball walls and four barriers with Azlona wrapped around their necks. This was all I was beating myself to the point where I could do it reflexively.

You've been summoned to this world for almost two years.

Not a fast-growing teenager, but a man with no combat experience plugged into his late twenties either. There is no reason to work out for two years and reach skilled hunters and martial arts artists who have worked out for more than a decade as much as dived some training ground.

But still, in order to live, the Collector staunchly overlaid his defense.

A certain amount of power can be gained in a short period of time and unintentional strikes can also be prevented.

A strong fence keeps you away from threats and moves to keep track of things without confusion.

If you let them take the lead, you don't need forgiveness for them. Whatever happens, self-defense is established.

Even if you can't handle the physical and thought speed of fast combat, you can do it somehow.

Increasing defensive capability was a way for branch collectors, as branch collectors, to live in this world called Ellipse.

Consolidated the defense.

There's not much else I can do at this time.

Still, the collector observed the situation with calm thought and explored what should be done.

The Dark Elf magic we were doing after the barrier unfolded will inform us of the placement of the enemy one by one.

It was a huge mess of sensory things that didn't even distinguish between enemy allies, but it's as clear as the number and location of enemies. Most of them are historical information in time and are less useful in dizzily changing current situations.

But in it, there was an unnatural being with no movement at all.

Though the collector carries non-standard snow and white, he is a beast hunter's shark.

If you're dealing with a hunting beast, let the hunting beast do the fighting to some extent. To that end, the servants of the beast should be monitoring this place to the extent that they can manipulate the beast.

In other words, the furthest thing from here and not moving will be the beast hunter.

The collector enhanced his vision and gazed at him with a slightly raised vision. I made a lens out of ice, tried to make a binoculars, but I still couldn't do it right away, and I refused.

The enemy hunter was further ahead of the aisle on all sides of the hall, the entrance and exit directly opposite the possessor.

There is distance to unleash spiritual magic.

The collector sets up a triple demon gun within the ball walls of the ice soil.

Further inside the demon gun, it generates a stone bullet overlaid with compression.

At the same time, he tightly solidifies the demon gun with ice soil for each of himself, extends a rifle-like barrel with ice soil outside the ball wall, and fine-tunes his aim from the gap in the ball wall.

The ice is cold, even though it was produced by me, and the soil is heavy.

As warm as the azrona wrapped around my neck, I can even hear its heart.

- Shall we?

Azlona rubbed her face against the cheek of the collector, not so cold.

The collector breathed lightly and peeled, and looked ahead to the barrel.

And burst the air with maximum force.

Strengthens body and ice soil dampens the bouncing barrel.

The barrel of ice soil through which the stone bullet passed smashed and headed straight for the enemy.

but hit the wrong spot and decide the wall.

The targeted raiders didn't seem to know what had happened and were showing confusion as to whether they should retreat or continue to give instructions to the hunting beast.

The collector suppresses feelings of deviation and fine-tunes the barrel.

The power that dislocated both shoulders was stunningly cut off by physical strengthening and ice soil.

In the meantime, attacks are also made on the ball walls of ice soil, but the collectors turn their consciousness aside from the deployment of barriers. It is a barrier to this end.

Stone bullets are fired three times at a time. I was stepping on the idea that the sweetness of the aim would be irrelevant.

Release the second shot, and it was about the third shot.

He hit the assassin's abdomen far ahead and blew his body backwards.

He trained quite a few martial arts with the beast hunters, and even to a lesser extent, he became a natural life-enhancer. It should have had more endurance than a normal race, but still a blow to the abdomen caused the torso to cry apart and died instantly.

The hunting beasts perceived the anomaly of their owners and their control was disturbed.

Not the big stars who miss that gap. Ignoring the hunting beast, he attacked the blackening men at once.

Blackened men who have realized the disadvantage. He retreated lightly as he shielded a confusing hunting beast along with the signal of a leader-like man.

Did the blackened men take charge of the corpses of their companions, and all that remained were the carcasses of the beasts?

"I didn't expect to get to this point. … I'm sorry, Zao."

The collector who unraveled the ball wall answers.

"Teahouse entanglement? Never mind. It was my decision to follow. If you don't want to, you can wind your tail and run."

"- Is Az safe?!

Tama-young retrieves Azrona from the zodiac's neck and looks around its body from corner to corner.

The collector left it, wondering if it was again, but found a scratch on Tama-young's arm.

It's not a big scratch.

Pretty deep. Although natural healing seems to accelerate wound healing by natural life-enhancing agents, it is not a wound that immediately blocks them.

"A martial artist would have a natural wound, but you've never crossed it without a scar. There's only so much I can do anyway, just accept it."

Tama-young nodded at the words of the collector.

"You're the one who defeated the beast hunter who was somewhere, aren't you? I don't think you're so despicable."

The collector shrugged his shoulders, continuing to heal.

"- It helps."

When Big Star thanked me for treating my wife, the collector asked.

"Why don't you remember the healing magic? Or isn't life elf magic or spiritual magic coming in?

Big Star looked difficult.

"Let's take a break"

After healing, Yuying thanked the collector and ran to Snow White, grabbing Azrona.

Let's eat together. I heard Tama-young.

The sailor and the great star and the old master sat in the wheelchair, eating. Tortoise had given me meal support and so on.

"- You saw how we fought, right?

That's how Big Star cut it out.

"Oh."

I could only see a little, but it was often inexplicable when it came to just physical surgery.

"That's called 'Liquid Fist', a way of fighting born in this country, no continent. Many of the holders of" Heavenly Fist ", once said to be heroes, were talented or only those who had crossed many training and training fields. Born in a long history was the" quick-fist "so that more could fight demonic beasts. They say it was originally born observing demonic beasts to be defeated."

Heavenly Fist is a natural life enhancer, and many of those who were said to be heroes even on the Mid Continent before Spirit Magic was discovered were unconsciously the ones who extremed life enhancement.

"This' quick-fist 'is extremely incompatible with' spiritual magic '"

(10) The old master takes over the explanation and goes on even further.

"In essence, if you exercise spiritual magic once, your quintessential fists will be lost. The Longhua side has the emperor publishing it from an early stage, placing restrictions on the mastery of spiritual magic, and those who have mastered it remain under the control of the state. Do you have that information on the Mid Continent side?

"... you don't"

"Again? Probably on purpose. I don't know where you noticed, but I'm sure you're trying to lose your wacky fist."

"On purpose?"

"This is a lesser known thing, but it seems that the Mid-Continent side has made a few armed clashes since the beginning of the AC and has actually attacked us. Of course, he took a body called a private looting boat with an unknown identity.

Not that Prince Han Ryu and the martial arts started to be wary of Liu Fist after returning it. With such a history, the Emperor is quite wary of the magic of life and mastery. "

Spirit magic is troublesome if hostile, but there is a day long on the Mid-continent side about the treatment of Spirit magic.

It wasn't surprising to think that it would be more convenient for me to use the spiritual magic of the burning blade than the martial arts that the Mid-Continental side was incapable of obtaining.

"Which means I can't remember either."

During the battle, the collector was staring at whether he could somehow steal the move from the gap in the ball wall. Speaking of fast fights, it wasn't like there wasn't a moment, two moments of invisibility.

The old master nods.

"Like Big Star said," The Fist "is made to mimic how demonic beasts fight. It is no exaggeration to say that demonic beasts take in the flow around them and become flames and water itself. Nora's technique is similar."

There are flood fists, rock heavy fists, thunderbolt fists, scorching fists, wind dance fists, and frozen sealed fists, with the addition of yang and yin fists that are said to have few users there, all said to be eight species. But you think there's a difference between the demon beast you imitate and the same flood fist?

Lao Shi and Da Xing's genre are called the "Jade Rock Water Fist," a combination of flood and heavy rock fists, and it seems that Tae Young uses our style of wind dance fist.

"The spiritual magic and the doings, according to Noh's guess, will somehow manipulate the flow and cause the phenomenon. I don't know why we're in a conflict."

"Flow" means "Spirit" or "Spirit Movement".

Taking it in means that the Warcraft is capable of fusing with the Spirit. Once a parent warcraft became an incarnation of ice to fight Maxime, and snow and white were also fused with ice sperm and wrapped around the ice, even though they were not yet complete.

But why do spiritual magic and drifting fists conflict?

Although not strictly found, the Mid-Continental side had made an approximate inference.

If you put the purpose of the quick-fist in a nutshell, it is integration with the Spirit. It is no exaggeration to say that it will be a spirit.

Spirit magic, by contrast, exercises the Spirit in consideration of magic.

It was thought that the difference in its relationship might be its rejection of the simultaneous mastery of quick-fist and spiritual magic.

It is an unfortunate story for a collector who wondered if he could be as stiff as an old master. I thought you lost to Luge and placed your specific gravity on the offense, and he still hasn't forgotten his defense.

"- Are we done talking?

After eating with the snow whites, Tama-young poured Azlona.

"Oh, it's time to go"

That's what Big Star stood up for, but the collector said with his hips down.

"... I'll stop. Honestly, you can't keep up with combat speed."

"Right. But you were able to handle it well enough, right? It's a different role, so I don't think that's a problem. Nevertheless, I don't know if I can force it. See you on the ground."

"Oh -"

Tama-young pinched his mouth so that he could cover it in the replies of the collector.

"- You're not riding? Even though I have a big one. If you get on that kid, you'll solve the battle speed problem."

Ekaitsu, who made me a double shield for the Feilongs, said something similar.

Though I wonder if the collector can do that, it's not something he can do right now. Because it doesn't make sense if a collector's riding reduces Snow White's ability to fight.

"I can't do this right now."

"Well, right. Well, unfortunately, I'll give it back."

Tama-young put the Plaupura and Azrona back in the neck of the collector.

And then, bye, I waved and proceeded with the Big Stars to a further lower level.

The Founders, who broke up with Big Star, will start sensing traps again as they turn back to earth, and will explore a variety of ways to fight them, including further riding.

But it is still a long way off that it will bear fruit.

Can a collector withstand the maximum speed of snow and white? No seasickness, no snow and white sickness.

The challenge was considerable.

The Big Stars, on the other hand, were being attacked every time they went down. They don't tell you what they're after, they just attack you.

But by that time, the Big Stars had guessed the assassins' purpose and changed to certainty when they went down to the thirteenth and fifteenth levels of information.

"You're still stuck."

"Right. I don't even feel any sign of a particularly powerful demon beast. Beyond you?"

Though they continued their exploration for a while, the four were remnantly on their way home.

"... it hurts that you couldn't crusade the Lord"

Tama-young answers when Big Star says with a remorseful face along the way.

"A hundred or two hundred for the bounty and the proceeds of the sale."

"Still, adding it to the accumulated amount doesn't reach half of it"

"... it would be easier if I could just drop him around my neck."

Tama-young turns his hand to the Wind Divine Zone, a pair of treasure pieces hung on his back.

"It's not about stopping. They don't deviate from the law."

The old master embarrasses the noisy Yu Ying.

"It wasn't because they framed my baby's stupid father in the first place."

"This, do not disparage a man's father. Debt is a debt, even though it was made with a beating."

"That's why a thousand pieces of hooves are weird"

Instead of the common people, it's not the amount of money a geisha can give back where she worked her whole life.

"There's nothing more I can do than have a statement."

Though Yuying pointed his lips and looked like a child, Master Xu's words seemed to be well heard.

"- I don't have time for this anymore. Master, I'm going to take the request I was told."

Lao Shi frowned between his brows.

"... his requests stink all the time. It won't falsify your reward, but it's gonna be a difficult job."

It is extremely frigid, even though it is the lord of the big store that goes into the Ten Fingers in Longhua Country. Such was the likeness of the old master.

"- I know. But if you don't, you can't pay off your baby's debts."

Lao Shi stares at Big Star, and even more at Yu Ying, who will follow Big Star.

The two eyes had already decided to be ready.