"Cercaa!! If you can't save him, do as he says, you useless bitch!!!"
Roel's cry for friendship was to mingle with the scene of Abigail's death. A proud wizard, she tried to sell her friend's mother without even knowing she was ashamed.
"Ro, roel. Me, I...!"
Cerca stares at me with the same eyes as if it were going to break.
Her shedding was also bloody.
"Hurry!!! Somehow!!! Do it!!!"
.. these bastards are shaking and falling apart.
If you want to live, show strength to sell even your mother. Because it's an adventurer. These bastards have seen the world too well. When I saw the scene of friendship destruction, my anger soared again.
"Now, tell me! About your mother!"
I shouted aloud at Cerca like that.
In this world, my mother's great-grandmother is useless.
Only truly cold-blooded human scum can save lives and survive! What an admiration for your parents in the yard where human blood is already in your hands! We can't survive here unless we abandon our manpower! This was a shabby, shabby, cruel world!
I thought so, and decided to live, because I was also an adventurer!
Don't underestimate the tenacity of the man I killed to survive, you chewy trolls! I didn't come here because I wanted to come to this world!
- A true troll!
I'll do it!
Get out of here!
"I'll show you!"
I shouted again sharply. Even the monsters who used to unleash the primordial malice against humanity stopped kicking and looked up at me.
"If you're an adventurer who eats swordboard, show tenacity! Show your determination to survive! Oh, but you eat with your fists and you eat with your fists. Anyway! If you want to live, tell me! And pray for me!"
- Tell me! In madness, Roel shouts out to me.
Custo only cried out to God, digging his face to the ground. Rosario, who was held in his hand, looked so humble. I'm sorry for him. Because I put his fucking harem in a garbage can, not Bourne's.
But what am I supposed to do if I've already been hit?
I'm sorry, but I'm not good enough to look at other people's circumstances in anger.
Yeah, Custo is definitely a good guy.
I can't even get him into this fucking situation.
By the way.
But, uh...
But!!!!!
Those two years!!!!!
My Promotion Battle!!!!!!!
I totally chewed it out!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Tell me about your mother!"
I never forgive.
I threw my hand at Serka like a divine hero. Bloody monsters, fallen friends. A barbarian who yells at himself, and a friend who shouts at him! She opened her mouth with tears all over her face.
"... I am."
"Speak louder!"
"... that Serca's mother...!"
"My mother!"
As soon as the dam burst, tears poured down.
Her mentor was already shattered by the betrayal of a friend.
"Dirty whore who sells herself in the back alley!"
"Good! Very good! You're starting to like it, Serka!"
She also started to recite what I said because she was mad with a tone similar to Roel. The tears that burst and the intermediate clogging in the mixed memory allowed me to speak kindly to the end.
She answered diligently, and the more satisfied I began to be.
And finally.
"--I love that mother so much!"
The Passionate Confession is over.
- Peep! Peep!
I applauded the best actor. He then immediately drew his sword and went down to the ground. He went down from the rock to the ground, and it was the descent of God.
"Good, Serka. From now on, your mother is a whore. Do you understand?"
"... Argh, I see...!"
"Then save me."
Dessert runners dance in an unusual atmosphere.
I grabbed the knife and lowered the pose. If it's in front of the weak, it's in front of the whole cognitive world! To someone weaker than me, it's me, Kim Kat!
I never support cocksuckers!
"--the child of a petty whore."
And I ran out like a beast.
"I don't know why I have to do this dirty work."
My speeding sword was not enough to stop a monster at that level of lameness.
- Queek!
One runner died in the first slash. Then slash, slash, slash, slash again!
"Immediately evil!"
The corpses of Desert Runners were piled up in an instant. Five turned into fresh processed foods in less than five minutes. The rest of them ran away crying out for their gods. I didn't have to chase them. I ran faster than my run.
All that was left was Katt and his delightful friends, who had become carriers.
"Hey, Serka. Go get your friends."
Serka was just staring at me like that. Even in the same E class, I am a D class or an E class. This is the difference in skill. For me, learning swordsmanship from Karin and casting a proper 'stung' was just a straw.
"... yes."
Serca, who was sober in my words, raised Custo. Loel, who is still alive, stands up alone with a low cry.
"Car, Cat... all of you, you..."
Custo looks at my face as if he sees something like a demon. He didn't have much to say. And he trembled, and memorized the spell.
- Aggravation!
He walks on his own heels and begins to heal the wounds on his body. Whenever a green light shines out his flesh, it becomes bloody and gives rise to new flesh. The process continued very slowly.
"Ugh... Ugh... I'm going back now. Kirsto, let's go back. Huh?"
After reaching Custo, Roel starts to plead with him. No, I saved your life, and you want to give up the quest? I turned Yama to the end.
"Fuck you, motherfucker. Who wants to go back? Are those Jennifer patterns?"
- Bummer!
I said, kicking the head off the decanter runner. The head bucket that floated on the floor fell back to the ground by gravity. Roel and Serka shake their shoulders.
"The quest ends. Do you understand?"
However, no one answered.
"I'm asking you if you understand, motherfucker!!! Why do people talk and ignore it!! Is it still a problem that I'm a barbarian? Is that a problem?!!!!!"
I roared as if grief had been blessed.
How deeply I have walked this world of discrimination. The only people I met were the cheeks who threw stones at me. At least it was brought to life by a few friendly people, but that discrimination has still not disappeared.
Look, even though they saved my life, they ignored me.
At this point, I'm the judge. I raised the knife high.
To cut off the world of ashes, where only this sorrow exists.
"That, that. Stop it! Stop it... please stop it...!"
"Hm? Serka?"
Serka, who was close at the time, grabbed my trousers.
"Quest, I'll do the quest... Argh, I'll do it... Please stop..."
"Hey, why the sudden disrespect between us? Don't be awkward."
I decided to comfort my comrade with my shoulders, as she looked so sad as to shed tears. Suddenly, when I saw him say his respects, I felt a considerable mental shock.
"That's not between us. Trying to teach you how to stand like that. I don't like it."
"Well, then...?"
"Make yourself comfortable. Comfortable, huh?"
"..."
I smiled like my father to reassure her and put my face on her.
"Hey, aren't you answering?"
"... yes."
"Yes? Yes? Neeeeeeee? I'm coming! Sun! Cut! I told you not to!!"
"Argh!!!"
"I'm joking, asshole. Let's go."
By then, the situation had begun to change to suit my taste. Fearful Roel and Serca decided to do what I said, and Custo, who looked at me like a monster, followed my opinion.
"Go, go!"
I have to imitate a madman when dealing with a madman.
Look, since you're a little hostile, didn't you become a mild sheep?
"Let's go! Come on! Come on, let's go!"
From now on, it's the beginning of a joyful promotion war.
As I felt better, I walked out with a single smile.
"Don't keep me waiting!"
Of course, I may be left behind, so I stand behind. I yelled and forced Roel to give me directions.
"Oh, right. Roel, do you have anything to say to Serca?"
Then again, the plaque started to roll normally, and the viscera burst into rage. This time I was thinking about what else to do with the house. I suddenly remembered that Loel had broken up his friendship with Serca.
"... Wha, what are you saying?"
Roel looks back at me.
It seemed to me that my face was trembling. I don't know if it's good or bad. Relationships with wizards are subtle... or rather better if you don't talk about me in fear of me.
"No, think about what you said to Serka earlier. Can I say that to a friend?"
"What did I say to Serka...?"
Loel sympathizes with what I said earlier and sells the mother of a friend.
Seeing that face I don't know at all, it seems that the two of them are not really close, but that Serca is focusing on Loel.
"Hey, Serka. I don't think he knows. She yelled at you to say," I'm a whore. ""
"... it doesn't matter, no, it doesn't matter."
"Really? Aren't you two friends?"
"That's right, because... no more..."
"But she doesn't seem to take you for a friend. I feel bad about that, for real. What's wrong with a friend?"
Custo looked at me and said in a trembling voice, as he kept putting firewood in the campfire that was about to go out.
"Car, Kat... forget about the past... the future quest..."
"No, Mr. Custo. So you two are in a situation where your friendship is about to be fucked by a dog and you're just gonna watch it? I can't do that as a democrat. because I'm somewhat responsible. I need to reconcile the two of you."
I called Roel to a standstill and held Serca's hand and dragged her to stand in front of Roel. In the place I made, two women face-to-face. One is the victim, the other the perpetrator.
"Now, you two apologize and reconcile."
And he shook her hand and forced her to shake his hand.
"I'm crazy... this is crazy! This is insane!"
"What?"
"It's crazy, it's crazy...! Ugh, Ugh...! I can't do it anymore! I did something wrong! What the hell did I do wrong?"
I shook his hand as much as I could, and Roel sat down crying. Again, it felt like the darkness was boiling in my heart. The heart became cold and the warmed blood rose upside down. My body's temperature has changed to a visual angle.
It was then that I tried to reach out, feeling the darkness of the Moose Gang.
- Ugh!
"Ro... el...!"
Suddenly, Custo erupted a true inner violence.
"No way!"
"Hey, wake up! Wake up, wake up! Get up...! Get up, Ser, Serka... and apologize!"
"... custo?"
He swung Roel's cheek. It's not a prank, you little prick. Is this how you beat a woman and make her listen?
Loël, who heard Kirsto's clash, literally burst into a real groan and apologized with a hug to Serca. His affection seemed no different from that of any other pure girl.
"Look, you can reconcile, right? Isn't that right?"
Seeing that, I swiped the seal with my finger.
It couldn't have been such a smoky sight.
"All right! Rebuild Party with Friendship Recovery! Let's go, the Great Adventure of Confetto Finding! From now on!!"