Blunt Type Ogre Girl’s Way to Live Streaming

After all, it took Lynn about twenty minutes to get back on track or recover her MP, and finally came the turn of The Golden Invitation.

"That's a little exciting."

"Right. What happens when you use it… keep your mind on it"

Lynn, whose feeble appearance until earlier regained her ridiculous look like a lie, cuts the seal of the Golden Invitation.

I also imitated it and cut the seal on my invitation.

"Whew!"

"Yikes!

We scream unexpectedly as more dazzling golden light overflows from the envelope than we imagined.

It was in front of the mysterious altar that I stood when the light so intense that I could not keep my eyes open had subsided.

It was an unnaturally undecorated altar, except that the sword was protruding on this one.

…… Lynn? "

I barely have Lynn who should have opened it at the same time.

I looked around, but I knew she didn't look like Lynn.

"Where? Here."

"What are you saying about this?"

Saidon?

" Too bad. The altar."

"Lynne, disappear."

"Really, Linne, I'm not here."

"Where have you been? I'm going to give you a pom-pom warp for the game, but if you can do that, I want you to make it warp zone by city."

It also falls within the dungeon just now, and this labyrinth itself must come through the warp gate in the first place.

It's like a system that interferes there as a matter of course, or a big warp sale anyway.

I haven't thought about moving to another city yet, but like when Mr. Kitten Maru came to the city where it started over four hours, it's hard for the players who moved on to get back to the previous city. I just want this system to work out.

"I know."

"I know."

"The hassle of moving!

'Cause there's one in the big dungeon... (trembling)'

"I know."

"I knew it wasn't just me. I mean, it's been a long time since you've delivered it alone. I could barely pick up any comments, but how's everybody doing around here?

"Pumpkin '"

"Stardust series is all set"

" You've got that number of weapons..."

" Maybe I can get five sets together..."

" I'm sorry"

"We get together quite a bit in the city of beginnings,"

"Metal Rabbi Knocked Down!

"Metal Rabbi? Feeling like Metasla?

Metal slime is no longer a kind of concept with lots of experience, but a monster for earning experience exists in any game.

Most of them are fast enough to escape, or defensive enough to take them down.

I've never seen you say that on WLO. Mysteria Rabbi is a little close, but that's money.

By the way, Monster House gets a small amount of EXP when cleared. Thanks to this, the leveling has been very advanced over the past few days.

It's well beyond the figure of 50 needed to advance the drunken quest because it's level 70, and it's also fairly close to the goal of level 90, which I was told was necessary to take The Baby to a new stage.

When the event is over, you may want to go to the city of beginnings and find the Temple of the End.

"In the meantime... I wonder if I should go through this sword I'm stabbing at my sight"

"Master Thor......"

"The sealed sword is romance"

"I know."

"You're a beautiful sword, Kinkira."

"Let's just pull it out"

When I put my hand on the sword pattern and put my strength into it, I could pull it out with a much lighter response than I imagined.

It's so light that I wonder if it's made of plastic, and it's very hard to shake because it undergoes air resistance.

Is it a type of metal like light steel? As far as the sharpness of the blade goes, the cut seems pretty good.

It didn't seem like I was supposed to get it because I wouldn't be in the inventory for now.

"Hmm... nothing's going to happen"

Something like this, if I pull out my sword, I wonder if the walls do the ground move. Not really.

It kind of makes me feel so lonely to have a sword in front of the altar.

"Looks like they'll fit in there."

As I stood up thinking I had come, I received some such comments.

"What, where?

"Right diagonal front between 2 and 3 o'clock"

"Is that right diagonal or hardly right?

I'm not going to talk about the definition of right diagonal front, but I want you to apologize to me for trying to right diagonal front.

Kidding aside, there was definitely a blur that seemed to fit the sword somewhere between 2 and 3.

I guess Lynn can find something like this right away. It was in my sight, but I didn't come to that idea.

"Damn!

When the sword is inserted vigorously toward the temple, the wall that was in the front of the altar opens.

I wonder why you bothered to reposition the place where you fit the sword and the door. I really want you to give me a break.

"Well, do you want to go"

"Iqzo!"

"Kill the ghost girl!"

'Whoa!

"No, you're nervous, you guys."

All right, let's go. - There's too much tension between me and the listener.

"I wonder if Lynn is ahead of us. Or is it a trial for each of you?

"Wah-wah."

Lynne was delivering, too.

"It's two windows, but Lynne's in a similar place."

"I was breaking through the gimmick without getting lost."

"It's a boulder. I'd like to rendezvous, but it might be for one of you."

Just call it a golden trial, walking in conversation with a listener through a glowing aisle with Gingila.

Hi, the road seems to be crooked, and I don't know how far it goes when I see the view reflected on the wall or anything.

As far as the comments go, Lynn seems to be in the same situation, and now what's the matter?

"I guess I'll have to walk for now."

Maybe it's just crooked, and the distance itself isn't like that.

"No, it's a long time!

"Grass."

"Grow Grass"

"Even Skna Unexpectedly Tuckom Length"

"I was going crazy watching it"

Nearly half an hour indeed. Nearly three kilometers were finally walked and I reached in front of the Golden Door.

The view hasn't changed, the road's been gnawing, and if I hadn't had a comment and a conversation, I wouldn't have had it.

"It was a little stressful, and I think I'll kick your ass."

"Stop."

"Stop it!"

"Iqzo!"

"Don't go too fast!

"Do it."

"GO"

"Um, passed in substance by a majority! Shit!

Look at the amount of comments. Maybe do it. I felt like there were a lot of system comments, so I raise my voice and kick the door out of my head.

GONG!! and the golden door that blew up with a roar was making a noise like it hit some metal and re-orbiting it, sticking it straight into the back left to create a pile of rubble.

At the end of the door was a large room.

Is it a circular arena like a coliseum?

I naturally didn't see Lynn in the room, and instead the golden knight sat in a hush in the center.

I guess the door changed course because it hit me. My head is pointing in a slightly weird direction.

'Hey... Hey, hey! What are you looking at!

"Oh, I'm sorry. I kicked it off for stress."

'Oh, I'm sorry. Come on, man! Seriously, it hurt! Shit, this challenger is stupid.'

"Ma, look, I'm sorry you were in the door position."

Although I honestly apologized, unfortunately he wasn't convinced. He, because it was obvious that he heard.

Pumped and angry, but no offense is coming. Isn't it the treatment of monsters, or is it another eventful thing?

Either way, it was obvious that this golden knight was involved in something called this trial.

'Um, okay. So, which route did you get the invitation on?

"That's okay... It's the Monster House reward."

'Ho, you've been cutting through that one. That's pretty good, that's not bad. I think it's hard for you.'

"I'm not working, but hey."

Is it a light personality, or a golden knight who quickly changes the subject?

As far as listening to him, there may be other ways to get the Golden Invitation besides Monster House Clear.

But that didn't matter now.

"Hey, I thought you had a buddy who opened an invitation with you when you got here."

"This trial can be imposed on individuals who have challenged the labyrinth. Aren't your people seeing me by now?

"Hmmm...... then no"

Apparently, this trial is for each of you.

I mean, I guess there's nothing like rendezvous with Lynn ahead.

At least until it's cleared.

"By the way, what's your name?

"It's Skna."

'Ah?... you say it's Skna?

The moment I heard the name I answered thinking it was an extension of the public discourse, the haunting atmosphere of the Golden Knight changed.