Buy the Land And Cultivate in Different World

"After here, it's the next area...!

Fifth round.

From the description of the first vier, this should be the last hierarchy.

Area that has passed so far. I can easily imagine what area the next fifth is just because the first one is for a generic low level and has been branded spring, summer and fall since the second one.

"Winter...!?"

You look fucking cold.

"Cut it up here, you want to go home?

"Well, I haven't taken any measures against the cold at all. Maybe we should at least get ready in thick clothes."

Prati, who was stripped of his gutsy health in the summer area, said he had also returned, and the Heilikaons, who had joined him in the summer area as well, said, "Are you going to the cold?" As soon as I guessed, my tail drooped with shun.

"Alright, let's go home!!"

"Wait a minute!!"

Who would argue that I broke my English because of this?

And when I turn around, isn't it the silver-haired girl in the luxurious dress who does it when she's there?

Ville (Human Ver). Why are you here?

"It's terrible, my lord! How did you know I was going to go home without completing all the dungeons I worked so hard to make!? Kick my ass!!"

"Why are you here?"

I thought you were waiting at the final point as the lass boss of this dungeon!?

"I was bored to wait, so I decided to rendezvous"

"Koitsu...!?"

Free everywhere...!!

"The next monster waiting for you in the fifth round is a special frame! You'll be surprised to see him! Compared to him, he's a monster and all! Zako!"

The wolves were barking at such a ville as one.

Is it a protest against Zako being called? They don't recognize Ville as a fellow herd.

"That's why! From now on, I'll be in the dungeon offense and we'll get through this together! Why don't we both step to the top of Las Bosses' waiting list!

"That lass boss is right in front of me......!

I have no choice.

If this happens, will I go out with Ville?

I'm interested in a fifth monster who confidently agrees that he's a special frame.

And stepped into the fifth.

Winter area as expected.

The monster that was waiting for us in the snowstorming snowy mountains...

"Kumaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!?"

Isn't that a bear monster!?

They don't herd together in the same species as the monsters they've attacked before.

It's only a single unit.

Yet it's called a giant, rigid arm, so even if it's just one thing, it's more intimidating to the deviation than they've ever been.

When I get up, its height reaches as high as three meters and I'm going to freak out and lose my hips just to be looked down.

The wolves surround and bark from all directions, intimidating but not effective at all.

"Stay away! In the concubine, just be caressed and go to the underworld!!"

Oakbo, two of Gobji's are lowering their men. They're the only ones dealing with the bear.

Does that mean that even the strength of a binary mutation and the ability to twist a single brave man is best outweighed by that bear opponent?

"... Ville, what a monster you've created?

Unlike the guy who came out before, it's a complete bee.

"Really? If I'm serious about that, I'll burn the coal.

The measure of the strongest organism was a doomsday tea-about.

I have no choice.

If the Oakbos get hurt here, they won't be playing.

"Oakbo, Gobji, take his place"

"" I know!! "

A flash of evil holy sword that they both pulled out at the same time as they flew away runs diagonally downward to diagonally upward.

Along that flash a diagonal line of scratches fell on the bear's body, scattering blood.

"Ooh!? Such a mighty enemy!?"

"In just one blow! That's my you!!"

The Oakbos flatter you, but it's all the work of the Supreme Bearer and the Evil Sword, isn't it?

Hades, the god of the underworld, created a wave of the Holy Sword for the triumph of the Demonic Nation, more than maximized its potential with the "Supreme Bearer" gift from Hepastos, the plastic god, so I was able to die of a powerful monster or something.

Never my own accomplishment!

Please don't lift me up!

"Ah...!?"

"Not yet, sir...... huh!?"

A bear stood up and stared at me, wondering if I could have taken a blow.

But the wound will not be able to move deeply and satisfactorily either.

All you have to do is leave it to the wolves to kill you safely.

But that's too cruel.

"My you...?

"Are you going to be stabbed in the stomach so you don't suffer?

I spoke to someone else as I approached the dying bear.

"Prati"

"Yes!?"

"Give me the wound pills."

Everyone must have been confused by my demands.

I take it from Prati, who takes out the wound pills as he tells me, and I paint it straight into the bear's wound.

"Master!? What are you doing!?"

"You can't. I couldn't have killed him with one blow."

When you are shown to be hurt and suffering in this way, you cannot suppress the feeling of pity.

I'm the one who scratched that wound, and hypocrisy is a good place to keep dozens of bodies and monsters dead in prey and defense, but I still couldn't be ruthless.

Well, that's it.

I don't care about hunting bears, I don't know how to use meat and fur. So you can't help hunting things that aren't available.

"You have thick hair and you can hardly get your medicine to stain your wound. It's going to take a while, though it's going to take all the time."

"That's more convenient."

If he recovers immediately and strikes again, now it's time to slash him and throw him away.

"Sa, this clears the fifth round. Let's move on."

Lead everyone who gets distracted, and we move on.

He was dropping off the rear of it with a bunch of lying eyes that didn't know what the bear was thinking.