Fighting was probably less than twenty minutes away.
When the number of enemies defeated exceeded 30 and counted 40?
Breathlessness pokes me in the chest because of the SP, which ran out across the danger zone.
I already fought nearly sixty monsters if I included the number of enemies I defeated, even though they were now visible to my sight, because they were replenished from the edge of defeating the monster.
"Ah..."
After throwing the Meteor Impact Zero formula again and erasing the three monsters, my body stopped trying to flap an ice ball that flew from behind me.
Because the SP ran out.
Landing. HP, which was drastically reduced because of too low a demon defense, naturally cut in half and entered the danger zone.
Unlike when I dare to take it from the front, I'm not comfortable stepping on it. Although I never ate any other magic thanks to the momentum blown off, HP even decreased for that matter.
SP is fluid enough to recover even during battle, but once it runs out for that matter, it produces intense disadvantages, apparently.
That's enough inaction time to laugh at post-move rigidity by Arts.
Well, unless you're fighting a weaker opponent, death is inevitable.
Oh, I wish Despena could do it in half, at least if I just took off "Solo of Tsubaki".
I thought so, but unfortunately the avatar movement was completely stopped and I couldn't even manipulate the menu.
Colorful magic approaches me. The situation was completely packed.
In the meantime, a flutter and one plaque poured in front of me.
"The Junction of Charms and Demons"
Kin...... and the tiny, tall sound rang and the purple, translucent semicircle spread around me.
Half a circle has not been cut off from all the magic that has flown in. Note that it still covers my surroundings.
"Phew... more than anything in time"
That being said, it was the woman wearing the kimono who showed up in a light condition.
A long gray hair, and a blue horn that, unlike me, isn't on my forehead but does stand up, tells me she's a ghost.
"Sorry, I'll take care of the rest."
When the woman appeared suddenly fluttered open the plaque she had removed from her nostrils, she slapped her hand and cast her spell.
"Character and Thunder Recruiting Formation"
It's not the sky that makes the rupture sound of a bee, but your bill itself.
The bill began to wrap up a thunderstorm, stagnating for a few seconds before bursting.
I don't even scream.
The monsters that surrounded me were literally consumed by lightning strikes and vanished.
And if my eyes weren't weird, a cool appearing ghost woman would have been caught in a thunderstorm with me.
"Are you okay?"
"Geho geho... Ugh... it's powerful, but if you don't tie the line, it's a drawback to blowing yourself up. Well, I'm glad I helped you."
Though I overheard it, the woman said so as she corrected her identity.
See her again. Red eyes on gray hair. A blue horn in the corner unlike mine. The kimono that wraps around is stained black and does not possess a weapon-like weapon.
And she didn't have an HP gauge.
This means that she is NPC, not a player.
"My name is Amber Kohaku. Same ghost tribe as you."
"I'm Skna. Thank you for your help."
"I don't need a salute. And thank you for your help. Actually, I've been following you ever since I saw you at the teahouse."
"What..."
Smiled and stalked by NPC, a haunted woman named Amber, I was stuck in words unexpectedly.
"You would be blessed by God, wouldn't you? It's considered the most honorable symbol of" pure violence "for ghosts."
Speaking slightly reddish cheeks, Amber does not hide the colour of his curiosity from his eyes.
Or violence where the most noble ideas for the species are pure.
No, maybe it's not strange because the racial traits in the first place are that direction, but I thought it might be a brain muscle race for real.
And somehow I figured it out in the reaction. I guess her god blessing is about the profession "The Boy" not "The Boy".
I totally forgot, but that profession has the effect of boosting my liking from the Ghost NPC.
And when I actually met a drunken boy, I kind of understand why the profession "The Boy" was born.
I guess the race that worships me as God is the ghost race in this world.
"Yes, drink this. I apologize for not helping you."
"Oh, thank you"
Receive the medicine bin you were given as if you remembered. If the word the system says is correct, it's a superior potion called High Potion.
When I tried it, I couldn't feel that much change in the taste, but I found the recovery rate to be much higher.
"Sukhna, why don't you join us for a little while? I'd like to hear your story."
"Yeah, fine. I'm interested in Amber too."
I nodded pleasantly at the suggestion waiting for my HP to recover.
Because of this, I got a connection to the Ghost NPC. It is too much to leave this unscathed.
There's so much I want to hear about that spell.
"Good! I'm going to go through these woods."
"I was going to do that too, just fine"
"Okay, let's go then"
Start this game, finally.
I was finally able to interact with NPC.
"I see it was you who defeated that Red Wolf"
"Yeah. He was a really strong opponent"
"I was surprised to hear that the presence of the Wolf King (depression) had been defeated... but it's strange and convincing."
We were having a peaceful conversation as we proceeded through the Devil's Forest.
Although the delivery continues, I have been allowed to say no and give priority to interacting with Amber.
Amber is so beautiful, she responded very well from the listener.
"Wolf King's Utsumi?
"Oh, the lonely Red Wolf Aria is a statue of a single monster."
When I hear back words I don't really understand, Amber raises her fingers and explains them to me.
"The Wolf King of Heavenly Pivot/Requiem. One of the absolute beings that is said to have the closest strength to God in this world."
In the eyes of Amber, who speaks of his name, is fear and longing.
It was a feeling of fear of being with tremendous power and a yearning for something so powerful.
"A lonely red wolf, a black wolf in a herd, a fantasy white wolf. These three named monsters are all told in the legend that they are the manifestation of the Wolf King. He said," When you break the appearance of the Wolf King, the path to the Wolf King will not be opened. "
"I mean, three different named monsters are key, right?
"You're told that's not true. But they've never been defeated before, so I'm not so sure it's true."
The black wolf of the herd and the white wolf of fantasy?
It shouldn't be a coincidence that Aria is in the city of the beginning.
As far as Amber is concerned, it seems to be a lot of information that pervades the NPC, even if it can't be judged by common sense.
Why did you put one of the tickets to the most powerful class of monsters, named Requiem, in the city of beginnings?
I've been thinking about it, but I didn't even see it coming.
"In the first place, I've never seen that sign before."
"A testament to the famous solo crusader?
"Yes, it's a gift from that God. Very few famous crusaders exist, but a solo crusader is only as good as needing one finger. Existing is probably a bloodsucking hero named Melty the Sky Eye."
When you touch the testimony of your chest with your hands, it reflects the blue light.
How many NPCs in the world without players are there enough to defeat Named?
There is only one NPC life. Amber, who is here now, will also disappear if he dies, unlike the players.
They who can't make a triand-error...... well being a solo crusader would be an interminable monster and an indisputable hero.
"You know there's a kind of named monster?
"Talking about the number of people you can fight?
"Yes, that. Solo Crusade exclusive named monsters, including the lonely Red Wolf, have the 'Strength changes according to the opponent fighting' trait. And never attack the weak. So in this world, it's also called The Messenger of Trials."
I see. Is that why Aria wasn't crusaded for some reason, even though the level of leveling abolitionists is already over sixty?
It's a pretty nasty story about player parameter compliance changing intensity.
But some of her stories made me feel slightly uncomfortable. Solonamed is the part about not attacking the weak.
"Eh, when I was at level 14, I was attacked by a level 28 aria..."
"I've never heard of being challenged that low... but they say they spot the strong. Right, you know how many hundreds of Wolves have been defeated intact, for example?
"Ugh..."
I know, there is...
"I watched the battle earlier, and I guessed. That's the blessed child of God, you have a sense of unmatched combat. I guess the Red Wolf figured it out and that's why he tried to fight it."
smudging and somewhere happily Amber said so.
I was kind of thinking that Amber's eyes staring at me had so much heat that I didn't think it was a bit of a first meeting.
Is that because I have gained the power to be part of the alcoholic genealogy of children?
I couldn't tell if it was because I was a solo named crusader.