Did You Know That a Playboy Can Change His Job to a Sage?

Heavenly Strike Tower Babel - ground floor.

Hooded, certain boy warriors were circling the guild's facilities.

The face I see from time to time is young. I'd say thirteen or so.

"Um, excuse me!

"Hmm, what?

"This, please!

Weapon Shop. The boy held a long steel sword and asked the shopkeeper to buy it.

"Aye. Boy, are you new? Be careful."

"Thank you!

Stick your head down.

"I say Rooker! Um, do you know Mr. Dylan Albertini?

As the shopkeeper strokes his beard,

"Is Dylan Albertini that clown Dylan?

Rooker boy shines his face all the time,

"Yes! It's that person!

"What a boy, do you admire Dylan? You're a fan of him."

"That's right! After him, I came here! If you ever hear from Mr. Dylan, could you let me hear it!?

"I don't know... Well, there's a bunch of legends about Dylan the Clown..."

Store owner speaking out as I recall.

"He was at a very strong party called" The King of Hercules, "or he was the first clown to reach level 99, or he was the embodiment of the” Babel Dream ”who became very rich because of the treasure he gained in Babel..."

The Rooker boy is getting himself out and listening.

"Hmmm......!

"It's been me lately. I hear you've become a" wise man. "

"What the hell!?" Sage "? What is that profession Job!?

The shopkeeper looked like a bum.

"Uh, it's really a secret that 'Sage' has a profession 'Job', and I'm supposed to not tell people... Well, we all know that already..."

"This too!

and the rooker boy also placed a bronze round shield on the counter. Give me information because it contributes to sales.

"... I don't have a choice"

The shopkeeper nodded that it was an open secret.

"Everything seems to be a convenient profession to learn the magic of monks and sorcerers, Job."

"Of monks and sorcerers...? What about weapons and protective equipment?

"It also seems to be a good place to pick up monks and monks (...)"

Babel's Adventurer - What gets the profession Job, the protection of the profession Job works. That is also reflected in the weapons and protective equipment to be equipped.

For example, if you're a 'warrior', you can feel as light as silk, even in heavy full-body armor as a normal human being can't move.

For example, if you are a "sorcerer," just holding a cane increases your concentration and increases your magic power. That's why.

In Babel, the phrase 'can be equipped' means' the protection of the profession 'works'.

says the store owner.

"A 'monk' can also equip you with some protective equipment. Robes, of course, can go with armor. You'll be able to handle even magical caged swords, and you'll be able to do a lot of swordsmanship and martial arts. You're no match for a warrior."

"Can you also use 'war moves'?

"Come on......? I don't know, but I guess I can't." War moves "is that it? Warriors remember combat skills, don't they? Even if I can use my sword, I'm a wise man. I don't know if that's possible."

"I see... is it the same as Double Caster, a two-wheeled magician..."

Some bumpy, grunting rookie boy. But I immediately looked up and smiled.

"Thank you! Well, I'll be excused for this!

"Ooh, be careful. Every time!"

The Rooker boy left the store smiling and waving. Closed the door, thinking a little, walked out again.

That's how he went around listening to the clown Dylan.

"What, did you climb up to the eightieth floor in" King Heburn "and get off there! To enter a brave party!? What a fine one!

"I see, magic of magic, dance and song...... amazing!

"I don't care if you get to level one, transfer to a sage!? Even though I knew my status would drop!?

"We have two people now...... Maid or loli kijo?? Oh, you're a warrior and a sheaf, aren't you?

"The three of us climbed, and it's about six months, he said... Well, then, it looks like the level of sage has risen considerably too!

"In return for the assassins sent in by some denomination!? Ninja!? Wow, wow!"

And - Heavenly Strike Tower Babel - 49th Floor.

"Two weeks ago, you met with Mr. Dylan!?

Boy Warrior Rooker was talking to a certain party.

The opponent's sheaf responds.

"About three floors down. Most of all, I just greeted him a little and he overtook me..."

"Were you with a short sheaf and a warrior?

"Oh.... and you had big breasts, both of you"

The boy looks a little embarrassed,

"... That's what you all say"

"I guess."

Yeah, yeah, the other guy's sheaf nodding.

"So, that big seaf in the chest, he was hiding his face in the hood, but you're an animal man. No, not a blacksmith, I think it's normal."

I don't think the Blacksmith "Anima Smith" is in Babel for anything, he adds.

"Warriors used big shields. That little nari was more stupid than our warrior."

And, with his thumb, he showed a guy like a gorilla behind him.

"Huh, that's amazing."

Rooker boy is a face taken aback.

"So, how was Mr. Sage Dylan?

"Sage one, or you looked like you remained a clown. It was a tuxedo on the hat, and... oh, you had a long sword on your back."

"Tuxedo on the hat...... sounds cool!

"You felt the Player alias wasn't Dada (...). I suppose it's right that you mean" Yi "and" Yi ".

"Then, then..."

Boy warriors have since heard as much about Dylan as they could from that party. Each time he says, "Huh," but I admire the fact that it's "awesome."

The way it looks makes me smile, and the other party keeps talking extra.

"Just for the record, maybe Dylan and the others have a dragon killer."

"Are you a dragon killer!

"Otherwise, I can't explain this tactical speed. I'm talking about having one of them, and they've got two or three of the most knockout" Dragon Strikers "right now."

"I see -!

Rooker boy snorting.

After a long talk, the boy and his party broke up.

"Once we get back to the guild, what are you gonna do? Would you like to come back with me?

Though they tried several times with the boss on the fiftieth floor, they said they couldn't make it through.

But the boy shook his head sideways.

"Thank you! But I have company waiting for me over there."

and pointed to the back of the shadow.

"When I join my people, I'm going to go a little further! To Mr. Dylan, I'd like to see you soon!

"Oh well. Say hello to your people."

"Yes! Thank you!

Wave, rookie boy dropping them off.

Then I looked back and went up the stairs to the 50th floor by myself (...).

Heavenly Strike Tower Babel - 50th Floor.

Rooker boy had bare hands piercing the chest of Ground Dragon, the floor boss. There is no party. I have no other company. He is alone.

"Oops."

Remove the heart and crush it unconstitutionally.

Shh... and the heart and flesh of a foggy earth dragon. All that remains are little demon stones and little dragon brilliant stones. Nothing like a branch of a holy tree fell.

The boy keeps his grin hanging, groaning.

"Fiftieth floor, this is it"

If you're not a Dragon Killer, you can't kill Dracon.

Exceptions to everything, however.

For example - if you are someone with dragon properties.

If it's the same dragon, it can kill the dragon.

Turning up, he would be on the far upper floor, squeaking, as he saw Dylan Albertini.

"I want to see you soon, magician. - No, sage Dylan."

It's invisible to anyone.

Over his head, there was a ring that no one could see, floating in the universe. It was like watching the boy, getting to him.

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Heavenly Strike Tower Babel - 89th Floor.

In the living room of the junction cottage, I, Dylan, drink coffee.

It's a holiday. The attack on the tower is also off.

After a hard break through the 80th floor, about a month and a half. We had reached the 89th floor.

Tomorrow is finally the 90th floor. I don't expect to be able to break through with a single challenge, but at least I want to get to the point where I know all of their abilities.

And if you're thinking about it,

"Mr. Dylan! The harvest is over -!

Tina took vegetables from a small field in the cottage garden.

Her basket has lettuce and cabbage, plus a little Early Red.

Bring it straight to the kitchen - it came to me before.

"Oh, thank you."

All right, all right, I'll stroke your head.

"Heh heh heh"

Tina laughs like she tickles. Not every time. Occasionally, she comes to be praised herself in this way.

Tina's big breasts shook with joy. Bigger than the cabbage in her basket. It's rolling whenever you see it.

"It's a salad festival! I thawed my meat and seafood yesterday, so I'm on it all!

"You mean seafood salad on a steak salad? Nice, look forward to it!

"Enjoy!

Run, and Tina heading to the kitchen.

In the cottage, there is another, small living room. The two living rooms were connected, and I saw you over a cup of coffee.

In the heart of the small living room, Nyannyan meditates. He puts around materials like Demon Stone Dollars, Monster Claws Dollars, and some kind of dust Dollar, sits in the middle, whining about bumps and spells as he meditates his eyes.

Materials are not the only ones in front of Nyannyan. My long sword nightwatch is now in place. Tina's big shield Georg was placed before that.

The material around Nyannyan floats in the universe as it glows and circles around Nyannyan. When they converged over her head, they eventually sucked into my long sword.

Weapon enhancement.

No, technically, it's not an enhancement, it seems to be an adjustment. Looks like he's rebuilding his long sword so he can sharpen his blade. My dragon killer.

The cat and daughter of the blacksmith Anima Smith performed a small miracle and ended it.

They're done with the job.

Nyannyan looked back at me as she breathed heavily. As it is, I fall asleep on the floor like a cat.

"Ha-ha-ha. It's over, sir!

"Oh, thank you"

Put the coffee cup on the table and get up, I'll stroke Nyan's head rolling over in the little living room. Ha-ha-ha, and the cat and daughter rang comfortably.

"It's a salad festival. Tina was hanging out."

"Holy shit! It's a fantastic festival with leaves and meat!

wakes her body up. I shake my chest bigger than my head.

And she looked at me and laughed niggly.

"But before that - I'll eat your husband!

"Wow."

I'm going to hug you all the time. I was pushed down, and she kissed me all the time.

My lips feel good, but I also feel good about the breasts that hit my stomach. I never thought there would have been a breast festival before the salad festival. It's me.

Tina with the balls on her face there,

"You both taste it. - Ah! Nyang, I'm stuck! Nooooooo!

Stuff.

Nyannyan laughs, however, without looking bad.

"Ha ha! I tweaked my party weapon, so it's my day!

"Ugh... yes, if you ask me... But Nyan, isn't the bed better, not the living room? I'm gonna carpet dirty."

Perfect, and stops nyang nyang.

"So is that. Then I'll take a shower. All right, your husband! I'm gonna wash up with you!"

"Haha, I'll take care of it. I'm gonna wash it all over my body."

"Ha ha! It tickles, my lord. It tickles! Ha ha!"

Me holding a cat and daughter while touching her body. Her ass came right in front of me.

"Fight back! Come here."

And Nyannyan's tail scrubs my nose.

"Huh, nyan, that tickles!

"Ha ha!

"Yo! Don't take a bath!

Tina says things like her mother.

Laughing, we go to the shower room.

Then.

"My husband ♡ I'm a lukewarm nigga ♡"

Tapon Tapon.

to Ryu Ryu Ryu.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! That sucks. That sucks!

In the shower room, I cleaned every inch of Nyang's body, and on the contrary, I was washed every inch of my body with Nyang's chest. Let's sponge our tits.