Dungeon+Harem+Master

It wasn't a joke to keep those three company, Marika vehemently denied the words of the collector.

I know how Marika feels. Even though Luke is an adventurer, he's almost an amateur runaway, and Gerta is just a village daughter. Quite a big George seemed to have only horsepower, but those with courage are less than usual. While the collector was fighting, he said he was shivering, hiding behind Gerta's back.

"Let's leave those people alone and go home to the cabin. Now that I'm away, I don't know."

The collectors were secretly talking, away from the open camp. It's troublesome in case Marika finds out she's a witch living in the woods. According to her story, even if we could re-seal the evil gods that are on the verge of resurrection, at least for a year or more, we must carry out the task of continuing to send magic into the kingdom. The collector thinks her witchcraft skills are considerable. If that girlfriend is going so far with a sense of purpose, how much will the hard work and difficulty be.

"We're the only ones with enough magic to seal the evil gods from time to time. There is no other person besides High Elf who can bind it to the dragon vein of this land. Hey, Klando, you know what? Just to be clear, I can't afford so much as their amulet."

"That means leaving the Guertas in this dangerous forest. That's not true, she came looking for me worried."

"Well, what do you say?"

"Why are you so mean all of a sudden?"

"Hey, do you like that Guerta thing about women?

"That's right, stick to the stick. Mm, right. I like it a lot. 'Cause it's sweet, and you've done a lot of good in the village."

"Even I did a lot for you. Come on! I made you dinner and fed you chicken, and I could stay at home!!

"Silly. Suddenly, why do you sound so big? Everybody's gonna notice."

"Fools are that way. Well, what about a woman called Gerta like that? He's got a cheap face, and he must have a cheap head."

"Hey, don't say bad things about people you don't know very well. I missed it."

"What, what!!

"Hey, so calm down..."

"Anyway, I don't like that woman! Why, why don't you figure it out!? You're not the one who's being selfish. The people in that village have been trying to kill me, haven't they? I have to lie about what face you're one of us and what teeth float."

"No, you can tell. Dog Yu Yi and"

"Hey, Klando. We've been friends for a long time. Even the Evil God is my magic and your sword arm... a bit of a hedgehog, but with it I can fulfill it fine"

"Hmm? Ha-ha, let's see."

"What?"

"You're jealous, about me and Guerta"

"- I wish, I don't know anymore!!

"Aytwoah!?

When Marika stuck the treasurer's cheek out of her mind, she let the hot air out of her head and walked away from the spot.

When the collector flipped behind him with a binta recoil, he stepped on a floating stone and fell ill, hitting his head against the trunk of a tree once in a while, farting loosely. Hey, watery mixed too.

From the next day, we saw a change in Marika's attitude towards her keeper. She became more intimate with Luke than necessary. He listened to Luke as if he was even interested, took his hand and smiled at him, and, at each meal, leaned against the side to serve him.

But this operation could not have been effective against the collectors.

He was perfect with Guerta on the way out.

In other words, the consciousness is almost away from Malika. The collector had some over-consciousness, and I didn't even think Marika was going to be bedridden by a pompous man, etc., only to the extent that she was close. It was his bad habit to immerse himself in the act of love in a short-sighted manner. Even though it was insensitive.

Most of the collectors and guertas, making sure they looked at each other, snuggled up, and from Marika's complexion, her normal mind was lost. I didn't think it was a good idea, it was a natural thing that Marika was rapidly away from Luke, but it was only natural that the young Luke had a stirring fever for her naive act.

"Oh, I'm almost there, can you see the dungeon?"

The collector had left the camp alone the next night, when he joined the Gertas, for a small trip.

As he waved his tip and cut Shizukuishi, one shadow burst out of his back all the way.

It is Marika.

"Whoa!? He said he wasn't coming out of nowhere!

"Hey, don't point it at something crude. A little better than that."

"Hey, what is it? Whoa."

From what the collector sees, Marika was faceless. I wear my hat so deep in my eyes that I can't see my eyes. Only a high and tidy nose was slightly trembling.

"You can dele it, but around here. They're surrounded."

"What!?

I detected an anomaly in Marika's voice. The Collector raises his underwear and immediately returns to everyone, but the battle has already begun. There were creepy black shadows around the tented camp, at least, nearly thirty. Luke is waving his sword up and fighting about three monsters.

That strange monster has hands and feet growing in the trees and walking bipedally. The yellow eyes shining in the dark night elicited a bottomless disgust that frightened what I saw.

"That's Evil Ent. Originally, a wooden man defending the forest turned into a demon in the minds of evil gods. Be careful. There are a lot of them, but the hell with them is pretty awesome!!

Just a few moments away, the relaxing place where we had a pleasant evening earlier had been turned into a tragic stage.

"Damn, whoa!!

"Ah, George! Georgie!!"

Luke has a bright red face, matching Evil Ent, which is about a hundred and fifty centimeters in size. George, the load-bearer, was blubbering and trembling, either hurt his right arm or unable to move as he sat down.

When Gerta clings to George, she's crying like she's gone mad.

"Come on, get clandestine, come on!! Help George!!

"Okay, I'll be right there"

As the collector sheathed his long sword, he slashed it hard towards Evil Ent in front of him.

Gah, the sound of a dry tree ripping. The evildoed wooden man swung his right arm unscrupulously, while being overthrown. The tip is a pointed tree branch, with sharp irregularities carved into it. The collector was quickly slashed off his right leg and frowned.

"This! Flame Knife Flame Knife!!

From Marika's wand tip, about twenty centimeters of blade of flame are shot out sharply.

Shh, the fire broke down violently.

A bright red rocket chopped Evil Ent's body.

Kicking a melamera and a burning, collapsing monster, the possessor flashed his face. You've damaged the femoral artery, and surprisingly, a lot of blood runs out. When I was about to poke my knee, Gerta yelled yellow again. I rushed over and waved my long sword selflessly obsessed.

The treasurer's wielded long sword instantly kicked three convenient evil entrants in the dark night, leaving behind several muscles of silver wire.

"Hurry up and get out of here!!

"Wait, get clandestine. George, George can't walk."

Gerta is crying and grabbing it on George's chest.

"Somewhere, I got hurt!

I scream in a screaming, drawn voice as Luke hits the impending Evil Ent. A shock surrounded by numerous monsters had caused him to lose his peace too.

"Ko, my hip, it's falling out -"

George was only slightly mutilated in the right arm, and at first glance, there were no major injuries.

He's completely out of hips.

The shock of fear and pain is just making me temporarily unable to move. With time aside, it seemed possible to stand on my own, but not as eagle monster as it would allow me to. The flock of Evil Ents, which was about thirty, no longer covered all the surrounding meadows. When the collector looked around zah, the number is well over a hundred. It doesn't make sense to stop and fight.

"Please, Mr. Klando. George, don't abandon George!

"What a loser!

Luke got upset and kicked George in the stomach while he sat back.

"Stop it, don't do it badly!!

From what the collector has seen, George weighs over a hundred kilos. Even if it's not, I'm severely hurting my thighs. The power of the crest is gradually activated, but in common sense, injuries to the femoral artery can be fatal in some cases, leading to death in decades.

Whether or not the stomping works. Pull over to George's side. Marika screamed with a blue look.

"Are you insane with those legs!?

"Oh. I'm sane to be here," he said. Damn, that's heavy. What are you eating, a bear or an omelet? "

"Shh, excuse me"

When the collector carries George, he stands in front of everyone in pain and slashes him into a swarm of Evil Ents. In a hurried voice, Marika began chanting magic. Countless rockets fly from behind, smashing black shadows.

The collector waved his long sword to the left and right as he swung violently. Wet blood is making jabjab noises in my shoes.

I saw Luke tapping his long sword toward Evil Ent in desperate shape.

It was a miracle that he moved around so much that his memory seemed blurred that he managed to find a deep cave. Everyone runs into the hole silently.

Then soon the world began to dawn white, wondering how long it would have done so.

"Hey, has the blood stopped yet?

"No. I wonder why, only today."

The collector answered to Marika with a bloodless face. Gerta was tight with George and sat away.

Luke is prolonged crushing his bumps and meaningless plays while holding the knee-boy in a blatantly self-defeating manner.

Marika stares in the direction of Guerta and looks like she's about to cry, sitting next to the keeper.

"Your, the seal of contract. After all, it's not complete. So, injuries don't heal halfway through either. You don't have to die instantly. I don't know how long it's gonna take you to walk properly."

"I'm sorry, Doji. Step on it."

"The Evil Ents are extremely blind. You're deaf, and if you don't get close to that neighborhood, they won't attack you anymore. Don't worry about it here. But I don't know when the other monsters will come"

"Shit."

"Krander, it's dangerous if you stay here! Let's get out of here and get out of the woods."

"Wait a minute. Are you serious about taking on that role in this state of Klund?

"... Mr. Klund. I know you know you can't. But George, George, is leaving four younger brothers and old parents in the village. I, too, am responsible for returning him to the village because he was hired. It's painful, but here it is."

"Hmm. Hire? Responsibility? Guerta, that's about it for your cheap village daughter's country play. You think I'm the obvious blind guy? I don't care what you think, I just think your attitude is with the man."

"Then what's stupid? Hey, Mr. Klander. You believe me, don't you, Clando? You can't abandon this Gerta and George."

"Oh, sure."

"Clando, how stupid are you?"

"It's just, I just hurt my leg a little bit and I can't move well. Just a little longer, please. Then the blood stops, and then I can send you to the village."

Guerta first noticed the extent of the collector's injuries there, zipped up with cold eyes, and eventually returned to George's side.

"Hey, Marika. Um, the one that goes back, can't you use it?

"If you mean Space Distortion" Room, "I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore. Out of magic, totally."

"Eight Ways Stuck, Damn"

As the collector lingered for a while, Marika, who was sitting next to him, also learned to sleep on it.

You two often lean in and wake up one way or the other. Looking over the entrance to the cave, there was no more of Gerta and George.

"If you two just left."

Luke, who was stopping by the side, went in a dark voice.

"Yes."

Marika laughed with her nose and looked abominably at the two departing directions.

The collector was relieved for a while, but eventually scratched his hair galloping and sighed. It was a shock that I pretended to be all that connected and this was easily abandoned. Though the collector may not be thoughtful, the quick switching was a beauty. Uzi, Uzi, I don't have time to worry. It was crucial how to survive this way.

"Well, let's see what we can do."

"Right."

"The magic is going to come back as long as it takes."

"Yeah. It's gonna take two days"

If a powerful monster strikes you in the meantime, it will be over. Most of the equipment, I left it in the camp.

Luke, who had been pushing silently for so long, suddenly stood up and suddenly danced as the collector put his arms together and desperately explored the course of action to come.

No way, I don't think Luke, who was one of us, is going to make such an outrage. He was stretched a lateral knob, which was completely defenseless, and hit his back of the head mightily against a hard rock.

"Ohhhhh!!

Luke began to wield his arms and beat him unscrupulously when he was horseback ridden by the collector.

I just think something's gotten over it. I'm pregnant with madness, and it rains down my fist.

Look Luke in the eye directly. It was a yellowish, insane eye.

"Hey, what are you doing? Stop, don't stop. Yikes!!

Luke jumped Malika, who had gone into a halt, and threw up paranoia.

White bubbles are spitting out like crabs from the mouth. Malika's faint face is decorated with cloudy saliva. Her face distorted strongly with disgust.

"Oh, my God, Marika! My marijuana. To, let's get out of here. Let's run away with me. We love each other, don't we? Yes, it is. It's a good idea. I'll protect you. I'll take care of it. Let's get out of here, go somewhere safe, and have a ceremony, shall we? Just make lots of kids. Meanwhile, let's make. Oh, I'll soil those white skins, tear them down and make them pregnant. Whoa!!

"Stop, stop. Yeah. Help, Clando!!

When the collector shook his head and woke up, he rebuffed in his brain what had happened so abruptly. Not very, but unable to chew. I feel like the world has collapsed in an instant.

"That's not the case if you're shuddering. What the hell are you going to do with Marika, you bastard!!

I went outside to cover my right leg and crawl. The morning burn shines bright red into the sky. I felt dark evil at the same time I blinded myself. I get nervous about dreams of peeling and falling all over the glowing world.

Well, Luke got hit by this, too.

In an instant, I realized what it meant for him to lose consciousness. If you hold your heart strong, you can't stand.

The trees in the sunlight turn to sepia colors. I got up in pain. Intense pain that seemed to roll around rushed through in an instant, from the brain to the butthole. He ate his teeth and bit his lips. In that light, I saw an uninterrupted monster.

A giant torso comes forward as it unravels the trees of the forest.

Nine heads of twitching madness resembled snakes, and the likeness of red and black backs hung in the wind.

The size would be over twenty meters in length.

Roughly, if you think a seven-story building is in motion, you can be sure.

Instinctively I realized I was the one who would never cut it off and win.

Hydra.

It is the strongest shield to protect the evil gods by making them the strongest monsters living in the woods.

The nine necks brought their sickles as they sandwiched the blunt scales and sounded jarring.

Aim, the stifling Luke and Marika shadow.

I ran. Moment after moment, I completely forgot the pain.

Marika squeezed her power and saw her leave Luke. There is a God. I thought so for some reason.

The collector screamed violently, holding Marika sideways, running without looking back.

Hiccup captured one neck moving obliquely and quickly at the edge of his sight.

I just look back at my face. Blood in the body freezes.

"Bucket of shit!!

There was an absolutely mighty figure, swallowing Luke's body.

Hydra giraffed her disastrous eyes and swallowed the man's body all at once.

Still, Luke, breathing, was snorting around Hydra's throat Buddha.

I could tell by the intense movement of the skin on the table.

Eventually the bones all over his body were crushed to pieces by muscle peristalsis, or even stopped picking.

Flattened meat will eventually be dissolved by Hydra's intense gastric juice and become part of nutrition.

I didn't have time to worry about the pain and ran as long as my breath lasted. I unloaded Malika in a place far away from fierce killing and crouched at the root of the tree. Heavy as your whole body swallowed lead.

I'm not going to be able to move a step further. Marika is peeking into her face worried. I'm not even going to be able to move a tongue that slaps lightly. I couldn't help but laugh and show it to him.

Marika was biting her lower lip and wrinkling between her eyebrows.

Did the wound on his right leg open or was soaked with soaked blood all the way around his groin? I try to move my right arm, but I have little sensation. When I opened the palm of my grip, my sword slipped off. I moved my torso and tried to pick it up. I try to hold the pattern in and lift it, but I don't make it slight.

The collector was surprised to notice that his grip was disappearing from him.

"Marika, put my sword in my sheath."

He had a faint voice like a dead man. In this tone, it only frightens her. Marika shook her face vertically violently, picking up her long sword and tucking it in her sheath.

"Run.... with your sword"

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about, Klund! Don't be silly!! I'm not letting you go!

"Someday, you went. If you think it's really bad, you can run away immediately. Never, never resent. I have the same opinion."

"Stop it, stop it! I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear that word!!

Marika was trembling as she grabbed it on her chest. Gently reach out and stroke his head.

Marika rubs her pulled face against her palm.

It was small, pitiful, and sad, like a puppy begging me not to throw it away.

"It's far away, but let's get back to Ent's. There's a simple bond over there, and your body can rest. As long as I have time, my magic will recover. That way, you can go back to the cabin and make sure you get a scratch allowance."

"Um, a serpent's disguise. What the hell."

"... it's Hydra"

"I don't think he's gonna make it to the village."

"It must be a matter of time."

"Then all the more so. He's got to settle."

"Hey, hey, hey! You're weak as a human being, you're dying right away, why are you so heroic! You must be scared, huh? I saw you shivering earlier!! Or even though I'm going to exorcise Hydra dreadfully and be a true brave man! Cland, whatever you're trying to do is brave or whatever. No, just a fatalistic big idiot. Yikes!!

"Marika, why can't you just give up the evil gods?"

"It's"

"Then we'll meet in this forest one day. It's the difference between early and late."

"You can't win."

"But we have to take him down, we can't protect Marika"

"CLAND......!!

When Marika opened her eyes and finished, she immediately lay down her face.

My little shoulder is shaking in small pieces. The collector lost his balance trying to get up and poked his butt. My knee was completely out of effect. Marika jumped and put her head aside. I was trying to force myself to lift it. He is full of strength with a bright red face. It was a desperate phase.

"Hey, I'm sorry I couldn't."

"I've stopped listening to stupid things. Anyway, we'll go back to the field where Ent is. It's a matter of decision."

The collector walked out to the south, supported by Marika. From the camp attacked by Evil Ent to where Ent was, it took an entire day at normal travel speeds.

No, it is a body that does not remain wounded and walking.

Besides, there will be no food, no water, and if the monsters attack us, self-defense will be irresistible.

The collector rode Marika's course of action.

Not even a full attitude, not to that monster named Hydra. Not likely.

Besides, we haven't even reached a dungeon with an evil god yet.

I guess Luke's frenzy means that the seal of the Evil God is about to be completely unsealed.

Otherwise, I can't think of any confusion like that.

Over time, there was a sense of fear that the forest itself would turn into a demonic realm.

Looking up at the sky, the world was filled with white, blinding light.

Can this life be perpetuated by the time the sun sets today?

For Marika, it would only be a struggle to support the treasurer's back length of more than one hundred and eighty and his weight of nearly eighty kilograms. She is a small body less than one hundred and sixty. He also had small, soft hands, like he had never had thin arms, heavy things, etc. Immortality Red, a testament to bravery, remained silent. Interpretation, the power obtained cheaply may not be trustworthy in the last critical scene, also called the branch of life. or so, there is not one thing among the collectors that has piled up. All that was left of the man was the underlying will to thirst for raw, which would continue to resist any predicament.

If you realize it, the collector was unconscious and fell and lay low. It was so overwhelming darkness that I didn't know where I was. There's something on my chest. Moving her nose, she smelled faintly sweet woman's unique body odor. It smelled like Marika. The cape she was weaving is over her chest. My eyes grew accustomed gradually, I raised my face just a little and gazed. The clouds covering the overhead of the deep woodland belt moved instantly to create a gap. Pah, the amount of light around me increased. A familiar, silver hair could be seen with a slight glimmer of stars. Marika. Something weighed like she was on it.

"Malika, Malika"

"Klando, I noticed."

Marika looks at her face as she hugs her, moisturizes her red eyes, and cheeks. Cold, white skin softened.

"Oh, I can't believe you let a beauty thrill you so far. I feel like I'm back."

"Stupid. But if that's all you can say, you're gonna be fine."

Marika lay face down on her chest as she was, jiggling. Only her temperature, stuck in the chilly air of a chilling night, convinces me that she's still alive.

"Where is this place? When am I gonna lose my mind?"

"Yeah. And I think I'll be somewhere with an ent in a little while"

"You carried me"

"I've had a hard time. You're very heavy. I was born to carry this heavy stuff. Totally."

On his back, the collector remembered the feeling of a crappy doorboard and asked Marika. If you ask, the plate on the back was the one sourced by Marika from the hunter's shelter found nearby, with an impromptu tanka through the tsuru.

"It looks like the abandoned house was once used by the Kobolts. I'm glad the evil god's resurrection is approaching and since the monsters around me have been revitalized I seem to have completely discarded them, but they haven't completely rotted yet"

"Hey, wait a minute. What are those hands?"

"Oh, have they noticed? You don't do things you're not used to."

"How long have you been pulling me?"

Both palms hidden in Marika's aggressiveness had been torn to pieces because they had been dragging the tanka for a long time. Rough, how long will this take to grip the plant's tools? Her palms peeled off without gaps and, in part, the pink flesh was exposed, as scraped with yasles. The mixture of blood and lymphatic fluid is flowing out without stopping. Red and black bodily fluids had contaminated the base of her wrist with thick viscous fluids.

"Injury really hurts. But they pulled you so far. I wonder why I should be angry when I am thankful. I'm gonna suffer from understanding."

When the collector forced his upper body to wake up, he hugged Marika hard. She rang with a sweet voice as the puppy rattled her nose.

"Thank you, Marika"

"It's okay. I have always been helped by you. I'm sure we'll get out of this forest alive."

According to Marika, it was about two days before the collectors had lost their minds. In the meantime, she was alone, walking silently through the fiercely up-and-down woods without throwing them out. The two barely hydrated by chewing the plant's tulle and finally fell asleep that night. Were you simply lucky not to be attacked by a monster? Or did you feel Hydra's mighty killer and all the creatures escaped from the neighborhood?

I managed to get a morning without being attacked by a monster. The treasurer moved his right leg in such a way that he dragged it halfway, and proceeded to the entrance. No heart or Marika's expression is also bright. If you ask me, yesterday and today, they restored some magic. To use the Spatial Distortion "Room", it was said that it could be used without any particular problems if it accumulated for another half day or so.

It wasn't long before the collectors were crushed of hope.

In the morning after a hard time getting there.

The body of Ent, a gentle tree of heart, soaring in the middle of the field, made a fierce noise with the googo, and the bright red burning appearance jumped into the retina like a hell of a painting.