Black Haired King

216 stories, I can see my son.

"... a little more... a little more..."

It's already been half a day since I've been walking. Still, I didn't stop walking. Signs felt in the realm. Not only that, but the smell of the trees that fragrance all the way into the soil. He tells me that this smell will be on the ground soon.

It's been 10 days since I started using the area. The Gratney Worm that ate me seemed to dive into the ground more than I thought, and even more so because of the way I appropriately walked from there, it seemed to have gone pretty far down the road that Gratney Worm went.

On the road, we were able to survive thanks to the ants, just like we did at the beginning. You really have to thank the ants. I'll knock you down as soon as I meet you.

I can confirm that the reaction in my realm is spreading signs of dirtless spread on top.

"Finally, outside..."

The last 3 weeks or so. I miss the sun because I've been wandering in the dark the whole time. I was exhausted when I thought I'd be out soon. My legs move well too.

Aim up as you defeat the worm-shaped Warcraft that comes towards you from time to time. I'm used to this darkness now, so the speed is faster than it was when I first got here.

Quick, I want to see Victoria and Patricia. You'll be worried, those two. Especially Patricia. Because I was eaten right in front of you. I want you to look safe as soon as possible.

Walking for about 2 hours remembering the faces of my beloved children and beloved wives. Finally, we even came to the hole where the light of the moon plugged in.

... Oh, finally an exit! You can finally get out there! I was running towards the light when I realized it.

The size of the hole is smaller than the gratney worm that was eaten, but it would be the hole through which the gratney worm was about to be that size.

It's about 3 meters tall, and if you wrap magic around your feet, it's a long enough distance to reach you. Push your legs and jump.

... sparkling starry skies, on the moon illuminating the world, trees whose light reflects. It's been a long time since I've seen a color other than black.

"He's back!!

Long time on the ground. I don't think I can help but scream by accident. I breathe fresh air into my eyes. I couldn't have done it in the dirt. I inhaled too much and coughed up, but that's trivial too. It's also trivial that there are only trees around.

The sound of leaves swinging in the wind with the crust. It's not the walking sound of an insect-shaped warcraft, it's the sound of nature. Voices of ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho Nor is this the intimidating sound of an insect-shaped warcraft that rattles.

If you gather magic in your ears, the sound of running water. Whoa, that's the first water I've had in weeks! Now you can wash your filthy body! When I was in the cave, the water was precious and I couldn't use it, and I was walking dirty with gratney worms and other warcraft blood, so I guess I'm already drooling and worn out.

My body is quite limiting, but I want to keep it neat when I get here. Therefore, we turn to those who hear the sound of water.

I could pick up the sound, but there seemed to be quite a bit more from where I was than I thought to where the sound came from, and it took me about half an hour on foot.

But after a long time of seeing tons of water, I also blew away all my tired feelings. You can use this water as much as you like, right? Drink it, you can wash your body... whatever you use it for!

I can't stand to take off my clothes that are drooling with blood and dirt. Don't neglect to be vigilant around you, Raidiant. Hold on tight.

I've hardly ever been naked in a forest like this, but I can't afford to care about that right now. I wanted to get rid of the dirt as quickly as I could for a second, so I went into a limp river.

Ugh, it's cold, but it feels good! I also wear water on my muddy head. The water gets dirty one after the other where I'm in, but it gets flushed out a little bit.

If there was soap or something, it would have been different again, but I can't help but ask for it that far. Dirt that falls blurry when you rub your own body. It would also be because it was hardened with blood. It's so dirty.

Then wash the clothes I've been wearing with water. I washed my body because of it, but I can't wear dirty clothes on boulders.

After enjoying the water for a while, I felt something flying into the area I had activated for vigilance. Immediately pull out the Raidian and cut off what comes flying in. And get out of the river immediately.

What I cut off was like an arrow, and the cut arrow flowed down the river.

"Who! Come out!

I blackmailed and intimidated the flying arrows, yah! And the person who came from the top of the tree with an arrow fell.

It was a woman who fell off a tree. Dark hair stretched to hips I've hardly seen. The clothes are just worn a chest plate made of the skin of a warcraft and a short skirt of length, which seems to move quite easily, but the navel is visible, and the feet are mostly out.

And most importantly, the ears are so long that no ordinary person would ever see them. It was moving picnically.

Beautiful enough to beat Victoria, Patricia, and the Helenaes, but their breasts are a miserable defeat, all three of them big, and they look extra small because Lorna also sees them have average breasts.

Speaking of which, you were talking about a tribe in the Great Plains that doesn't belong to any country. Could this girl...

"... I was just... you, I can't believe you suddenly let go of your kill spirit!! What the hell are you doing?

"Don't be ridiculous. What does a guy who suddenly unleashes an arrow say!

"WHAT...... YAHHHHH!!!

The moment a brunette looks at me angrily, she suddenly crouches her face. What the hell? If you think

"Oh, oh, you! Duh, how can you have a gratney worm in a place like that!!

And I've been pointing a finger at some part of me and saying that. When I look at the tip of my finger, that's my son's part, and he finally reminds me of me being naked. I hide from her, but the woman watched from the gap while she hid her face.

"... uhh, your father and brother were about an imbecile. It's big."

... What the hell, at all.