Because There Were 100 Goddesses in Charge of Reincarnation, I Received 100 Cheat Skills

"… and so I say"

Tila, who finished her explanation to Ellen, unequivocally affirmed.

"So we're not a couple"

"You're about to grow love."

I'll make an important supplement.

"I won't even grow up"

What, you're not gonna grow up?

While I was in shock, Ellen was shaking her whole body with a pull.

"Mr. Ellen......?

Tyra speaks out worried.

Then all of a sudden, Ellen opened her eyes cuttingly,

"You said you attacked that dungeon!? Damn, I was going to attack you! Or why didn't you take me with you!

You're cheating. You're cheating! and yelling at Ellen.

Then what did you think, all of a sudden you got up,

"If this happens, I will take you down and I will attack the dungeon!

"Why does that happen!?"

"It's a brain muscle, this guy."

"Are you a brain muscle..."

"No, it's not a brain muscle! I just think things are quicker to work out by force!

Because it's totally brain muscle.

"Please don't, Princess"

Yes, the old man who embarrassed Ellen was her butler.

Ever since you served me tea first, I've been quietly upright at the end of the room, but I guess I just blamed my husband for what he did.

"Grandpa, you are silent!

"I can't let that happen."

Told him clearly, Grandpa broke in between Ellen and us.

"If you're going to have a match with a guest, please take down Grandpa."

"Normally it's a discussion, right?!?"

Tyra put in a good scratch.

"I can't talk to the princess."

Grandpa shaking his head in mourning.

He's struggling a lot.

Even so, it feels like I've seen it, it's pretty bumpy, but is it okay? Plus, hand-to-hand fisting.

Lionel, 78.

Race: Human Race

Level: 10

Skill: Deacon

Life: 123/124

Magic: 22/22

Muscle Strength: 41

Object resistance: 57

Dexterity: 70

Agility: 37

Magic Resistance: 34

Luck: 64

... weak!

But Lionel's only cool with names.

"Then don't hesitate, Grandpa!

"Gu-ha."

Ellen punched Grandpa in the back with a fist.

Grandpa's poor body blows up and crashes into nearby furniture.

I knew it was weak......

Well, Ellen is too relentless towards your grandfather too...

"It's 103 damage. The residual life force is" 20/124 ". He's dying. '

Whoa, whoa, whoa!?

You almost died, didn't you?

"Are you okay?

Tyra rushed over to Grandpa's side.

Philia also looked worried, "Grandpa, did you shine?" He asks me. I haven't managed to die yet.

Grandpa woke himself up nice and well,

"And don't worry, young lady..."

"So, but..."

"... I have served since the birth of the princess. The abusive princess has been subjected to repeated violence..."

"Oh no... terrible..."

Tyra lays her eyelashes down in pain.

"... now that's totally making me feel better!

"Yes?"

Grandpa was a dm!

"Come on, princess! Don't think I won this! The battle is still coming!

Hey, stop it, Grandpa! You're already dying!

"Very much so!

Thinking so, I drank up the treatment (potion) I had removed from my nostrils in a luxurious manner. Grandpa's vitality will go fast!

"Torah - guhhh"

Grandpa stands up to Ellen and gets beat up again.

"112 damage. Residual vitality is" 12/124 "

It's worse than just now!

But Grandpa took the cure again.

"Well, not yet. Whoo-hoo."

Then, several times after taking the cure, Grandpa went into Ellen, and each time he was beaten to death.

Had there ever been such a wasted use of therapeutics......

"... haha, more... more grandpa, more rewards..."

Finally, he couldn't move as his physical limitations seemed to have arrived, but his grandfather's expression was tranced.

"Is this world's grandfather full of perverts..."

"I've never regretted it so much for worrying about people..."

Me and Tyra were pulling a dong.

Meanwhile, Ellen left Grandpa as if it was the usual or nothing.

"Looks like you had a fight. Then you're next! Let's go!"

I've been pulling out swords and packing my time at once.

"You may indeed be a powerful wizard! But as long as you bring it into the melee, it's my win!

"You, in the meantime, didn't you say that the orcs aren't square or something!?"

While I put in such a scratch, I slashed Ellen a little.

"Ah! You seem to be able to use some physical surgery!

"For once, the sword."

I pulled out my sword, too.

"Hmm, you can take this sword of mine from the Princess of Destruction of the Kingdom of Alsara!?

"I'm proud to say, but that's obviously disingenuous, isn't it?

The slaughter that Ellen will carry out, I will gently follow.

"Knock it off... you don't have a lot to do. But how about this! Haaaaaaaa!"

Ellen's sword wraps up an awesome struggle.

Fighting Sword (Aurablade).

Plus, there's more fighting than Gilmouth's old man.

"You mean it too seriously!?

"Hey, hey, hey!

Ellen's sword looms.

Shortly afterwards, a crushing noise called Pakiwingg sounded.

"Nah..."

Ellen opens her eyes stunned.

Well, you'd be surprised naturally.

Because he broke the sword into two pieces that made him struggle with all his might.

"Like a fighting sword, you can use it on me, too, right?

I also responded with a fighting sword.

Ellen is certainly a master too, but she is no match for my fighting spirit with the God of Fight.

Only Ellen's sword was destroyed as a result of staggering.

"Damn..."

Ellen squeaks like a jerk.

I approached her so defenseless.

Rubbing her tits with her left hand, she sticks her sword tip to her throat.

"That's my win."

"This me... I lost with my sword, so...?

Ellen groans with a plundered voice.

"Oh, your loss"

I say as I rub and rub Ellen's tits.

Big and can't fit in with one hand...

"If it's just a sword... no one has to beat you... I thought..."

"Well, but I think he was pretty good at it."

The comfort of rubbing my tits is pretty good too.

It's so soft and the elasticity sucks.

"I mean, it doesn't make sense to rub your chest!? What are you rubbing in a mess!

"Because there's a chest there"

Bye. Tyra slapped me in the head with a cane.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! We lost. Ah!

Ellen suddenly screamed out loud.

It runs straight towards the back room.

"Princess! Oh, guh!

The butler's grandfather is blown away by Ellen's rampage.

Well, now I've jumped all the way down the path from myself.

"123 damage. Residual life force is" 1/124 "

One!?

You were really close to dying!

"Hih, princess ah... more, it hurts my grandfather more. Yikes!

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! We lost. Ah! I lost with the only sword I could be proud of. Ah! There's nothing else to gain. No, no, no! You can't do anything but sword. No, no, no! If you take swordsmanship from a swordsman idiot, you're just an idiot. No, no, no!

A butler who is excited as he turns himself on the floor.

A princess crying like a child across the door.

"... I'm getting so worried about whether I can really make an alliance with this country..."

What a chaotic situation, Tyra deeply sighs.