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[11th] West Continent, please!

“It's been a long time since I've had this heat. ”

While unwittingly stargazing at the stars in the western Fantasy, I found myself faced with the hot sun that had fallen into the southern continent.

But this is just the beginning.

This is the North, so it's good here. The middle, which is not even close to the coast, is truly an endless desert.

And the five major disasters that I have to deal with are living in volcanoes that erupt as I get closer to the polar regions and get colder and colder.

That is, cross the desert in the middle.

“Drug warrior. Are you going straight? ”

The first spirit that never burns in the heat asked.

I flew all the way here to try to bring her down naturally, but this spirit gripped me so tightly that it just laughed like a speed freak.

“Hmm…. ”

I was a little troubled by her questions.

I've wasted too much time on the western continent of Fantasy. I fell asleep and it was three years later.

Despite that, he delayed raising 101 warriors.

I did not regret coming here first, but I did not have a clear plan.

You can recruit a lot of colleagues from the South.

Of course, I'm going in a direction not to face them.

“... let's eat and think! ”

In the old days, it was called the appetizer.

Southern continents are unique in their combination of wild animals grown on golden grasslands in the north and rare ingredients grown only in the desert.

But it's not as unique as Lucifer in the West.

The idea that a warrior with a 60-year career in fantasia wants to eat again later is really great.

I drew a 3D map in my head.

Although it was built on more than 50 years of first-time experience, the landscape that was naturally memorized by conquering the southern continent's scattered dungeons was like satellite imagery.

Most of all, nothing has changed here.

As time goes on, everything changes, but I don't have to worry about the change going back to zero.

“I don't think the drug warrior knows anything. ”

“Of course. If I write my first story as a fantasy novel, 30 books will come out lightly. The adventure of the warrior who suffers from his jealous and greedy companions is unfortunate. ”

The novel will surely be destroyed.

Approximately three volumes from the Prologue follow the callous orders of King Mandu when I am beaten by Alex.

The warrior who was going to save the world was digging for herbs instead of the old man, and looking for the lost cat all day long.

It was the extreme of pathetic and incompetent.

It's all in the past, so I'm good like an old man! If he had been a bad warrior like his classmate A or Ziq, he would have tortured and raped the natives with his former life's work.

God of Fantasy, who gives me Personality F credit...

“Welcome to the Blue Wolf Tribe! Stranger!”

Native South Continents' attire is largely unified.

This is why the skin is protected from intense sunlight by wrapping it in a thin, ventilated cloth.

It's hard to recognize faces. It is because of the sand that flows from the Central Desert. The mouth and nose are covered with a cloth like a mask.

The only thing left is two eyes.

But I can tell who's who by looking at my body type and my two eyes.

You don't even need a Fluoroscopic skill trained by a fairy who deceives the plains with a mulberry chest.

“Nice to meet you, Blue Wolf Claw! ”

“Oh! I thought you were a stranger because of your exotic outfits and looks, but you know our salutation. ”

The middle-aged man in front of me who found the restaurant is a tribal F, high up in the tribe with the name Blue Wolf.

I remember because I was a brazen man who asked the legendary warrior to take care of his child.

I didn't go to all that trouble to meet that guy.

I searched the 3D map in my head for the "best places to eat" and it just came out.

It is not easy to run a normal restaurant in the South because of the frequent drought.

This also means that Tribe F is powerful and capable of cooking such precious food.

Would it be better to think you're a good cook and have power?

How much fun can indigenous people in fantasy continents without Internet, gaming, cartoons and television do in cramped homes?

An ancient combination of yin and yang that has not changed ( 63836;) is all.

The trend is most severe in the southern continent, as it lives indoors almost all day to avoid hellish heat.

“Medusa's fermented milk and tail smoke. ”

“Haha! I don't even need menu recommendations. By the way, I don't mean to be the new bridegroom, but I envy the Flower Spirit above my head. I've seen the Spirit of Flowers a few times in my life.I 've never seen such a beautiful person. Too bad he's so small. ”

“It's okay. It goes in. ”

I twitched my pinky.

The first spirit pierced my head with the heel, but I didn't mind.

Southern continents have developed a mix of cooking and yin and yang.

This is part of a normal conversation. Even if there was a woman here, she would have been perfect for us.

“Are you from the South? I don't mean to be rude, but it's been a long time since anyone who looks like a stranger has been as natural as a guest. ”

“Home is North, but I lived in South for about three years. ”

In the first round, I ventured to the South for a little over two years and six months, but this is usually the rounding up.

“Oh! You've come to the end of the world. Wait. I'll show you a dish that will make you forget your cold homeland. Haha!”

Tribe F smiled and entered the kitchen.

Quite confident.

Even if you live for the happiness of eating, it is because people from Southern continents who want to cook some food are particularly good at handling those ingredients.

Medusa's Milk

Medusa's Tail

If Lucifer is in the West, Medusa is in the South.

Medusa.

The upper half is female, and the lower half is a snake monster.

It is also called a ‘mermaid in the desert’ because it can roam freely through the desert using the body of a long and flexible snake.

Despite being a monster, Medusa, which has abundant groundwater deposited beneath the barren desert, is regarded as an essential animal for South Continent life.

Just as Europeans prefer beer to water because of its limestone quality on the continent of Europe, the milk of Medusa, which is easier to get than water, quenches thirst and heat in the southern continent of Fantasy.

“That furry man seems to have eyes. ”

The first spirit who stopped kicking my head laughed and said.

“Oh, yeah? You'll hear that all the time in the South. ”

Like Slime, the most advanced high life in the universe, there is a 'Spirit of Flowers’ living all over the continent of Fantasy.

Like the first spirit, it has two pairs of dragonfly wings on its back, and is similar in size to the forearms of a human woman.

However, if we look at the species, it is not a spirit, but a "little fairy."

Fairy

Nevertheless, it is called the 'Spirit of Flowers’ because of the ‘First Spirit’ above my head.

His epic poem is famous in the southern continent.

Older people who are stuck in their homes to avoid the heat are also difficult to reconcile between cooking and yin and yang. Their only joy was telling their grandchildren the old stories they had heard when they were young.

It is a kind of family teacher.

But I repeat the short strap story: 100 stories to my grandson.

By then, the youngest grandchild becomes an adult with social activities, and reaches the point of memorizing all 100 stories.

It's brainwashing...

“Drug warrior. That sounds like a great education policy! My achievements have not been forgotten! The South is a special place for me too. Here I met Elveheim, who shared the greatness of Humankind and the sorrow of his people, and became a friend. ”

“That's right. That story has been long overlooked. ”

Of course, the great fairy king hates his own kind, like the LCD monitor, and loves the Valley of Human Women.

Anyway, the story of the unfortunate fairy king and the first spirit who played in the southern continent was as famous as the warrior.

And the name was the problem.

First Spirit

Unlike other spirits, the first spirit with an entity looks like a small elf. If you look closely, it's different.

The biggest difference is the presence or absence of the genital tract.

But the truth is, the first spirit as beautiful as a goddess is a total excretion...

“It's not a total excrement! ”

“Anyway, because of you, the spirit of flowers has become called the Spirit of Flowers, and is sacred in the Southern Continent. Capturing is an unforgivable felony, even for a chief. Saint B, priest of the White Spirit Tribe, protects Flower Spirits and monitors poaching. ”

“I know it's a long shot, but I know a lot of drug warriors. ”

Cooking came out while we were talking.

But there was a salad and fruit that I didn't order. Both were extremely rare ingredients in the southern continent.

Tribe F smiled and said.

“Here's a service you'll love. Welcome back to Southern continent, full of passionate love and legend. ”

“... is it free? ”

“Haha! Of course. ”

“You're not asking me to take care of the baby later, are you? ”

I was beaten the first time.

Of course, it wasn't salads and fruits at the time. I ordered some cool water and got caught on my ankle.

I thought I drank even holy water when I saw the price tag later.

Water was originally expensive in the southern continent, but Tribe F was framing me and my colleagues.

That's why his name is' Tribe F ’.

Toughness Class F.

How pathetic I was...

“Oh, baby?! Sir, please don't yell at me! If your wife, the chief's daughter, hears about this, she'll mistakenly kill me! I don't have any hidden children for me who just got married and are enjoying my newlyweds! ”

“Ah, I see. ”

I had already been a warrior for 3 years, but I visited the southern continent much faster than my first time.

Before I see fruit yet.

I said it after roughly calculating the date.

History can change because of the leakage of the Heavenly Age, but I am not close to Tribal F enough to care about it in detail.

“Don't you want to know when children will be born, daughters or sons? ”

“Huh?! ”

From warrior to fortuneteller, I persuaded Tribe F.

He persuaded me to reveal the 'wife's secret’ that he told me at the drink the first time. I didn't threaten him at all.

“Do you believe me? ”

“I believe! I believe no matter what! Great Fortuneteller! So please don't tell my wife that...! ”

I continued my friendship with Tribe F in the first round.

Thanks to the friendship of the warrior, Tribe F has cooked more dishes since long.

Of course it's all free, free! I could see that justice had not yet died in this world.

He didn't forget to take the Spirit of Flowers over my head.

“Drug warrior. I liked that man better! Since he was released from the vicious fairy female's saddle, he was the first human to offer me a tribute. Unlike the savages on the Western continent who treated me like Paris! Heehee!”

The first spirit said, making a strange laugh, dipping the crumbs of meat into his mouth with a toothpick.

Seeing a happy spirit with less than a mouthful of meat when a person eats it, I thought the thinking circuit was really simple.

“Come down while you're eating. What if I run out of harmful animal oil on my head? ”

“Don't worry. My kids are gonna clean you up. ”

“If hair loss comes to me, I'll lose all your hair. I'll let you be called a bald spirit. ”

“Huh! You underestimate me. I am not a weak spirit enough to succumb to such reckless and barbaric threats. If you want to subdue my body, bring me a finger. ”

“Come. I'll deal with you two this time. ”

“Two, two?! It's impossible! It's physically impossible! ”

“You underestimate me. A warrior does the impossible. ”

“I'm scared because I really think I can do it...! ”

We were passionate about eating while having pathetic conversations.

How many hours has it been?

I stayed in the restaurant screaming to make better friendship with Tribal F, who wants you to leave quickly with 'My wife's secret’.

You're welcome to stay the night.

Queek -

Late at night, I came into a quiet restaurant left by myself.

Since the night of heat is an external time for indigenous peoples on the South continent, it is very rare to enter the station like this.

So I looked away without knowing it.

“Huh? Thief E? ”

A cunning fairy who tricked an innocent warrior with a mulberry chest.

But she passed by, ignoring what I had pretended to know, and began ordering food from the tribe F.

“Every time. ”

“Floria. You can order without a castle, but thank me for understanding." It's a shame to force a fairy's timeline on me as a human. Has it been a year? You've still changed... I think my boobs are bigger. Is it because you fed Medusa's milk unlike any other fairy? Haha! ”

“Enough with the rhetoric. ”

“You're sensitive to jokes by drinking the water outside. ”

The conversation between Rogue E and Tribal F sounded trivial.

... damn regrets.

This is the third time I've met Rogue E, and I'm so annoyed that I have to introduce myself again every time.

But I have a secret.

“Ildan. What brings you home from the wind? I heard you never leave until you've collected all the artifacts. ”

But thief E did not answer my call.

I looked behind me and saw that there was no one there, and then I turned around and looked at myself like I was crazy, and I went back to eating.

... What is it?

Has his real name changed as well as his stats?

▶ Wasteland: Her name is not Ildan. And that's a man's name...

You're not?

That's so weird! It was the Illegals!

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