"No matter what you think about the tests, you can't do it against someone you've never seen before. Isn't that common sense?"
Serca, who was a little distracted by my question, looked at me and opened her mouth.
"... are you talking about common sense."
"This bitch is still out of her mind. You came out like a dick first, so I came out like a dick. Rather common sense, isn't it? If you hate me, I hate you, too. Why don't you know this? Is it your fault? This is why family education seems to be the most important thing."
I came down from the rock.
I wish I had rest by now. The mindset of the Gentiles was neither what I could understand nor what I needed to understand. I dislike it, so I make a reason to dislike it. It is the same whether it is the modern earth or the world.
The world is overflowing with indiscriminate dicks.
As a person, I'm just frightened by the ridiculous things I have to think about in common. So we need to change our mindset a little bit more flexibly. It is the need to abandon contemporary common sense and think in an aggressive and bigoted way.
"Break time is over. Now let's go find a fucking confetto."
So we set out to find Confetto again.
Intermediate mushroom monsters appeared, and Desert Runners in the bushes met, but they defeated them all without much crisis. Those little monsters, if caught in the hands of Gimkatt, just issue a one-way ticket to North Mansan. It was a pity that they were all worthless.
"Loel, when the hell do you think you can find it?"
"... I don't know."
Nevertheless, Shy Confetto could not be found. Roel directed Serka around, but not much performance. When asked, she also said she didn't know the details.
"You don't know?"
"Yes. I know where I think I'm going to grow up, but that's what I'm looking for..."
"Why are you blurring your end?"
"It's just, uh, hard. I mean, a little..."
"A little?"
As I stared at her, I told her a story, and it became completely thoughtful.
I want to do whatever it takes to scare me. Well, I didn't have to say it separately, so I decided to move on. After sending her forward again, I walked around on the trail of the party again vigilantly.
The party's rolling, really.
Time only passed.
"It's hard to find a confetto, motherfucker."
"Car, Cat... just a little while, calm down..."
"No, I was just thinking about it. It's hard. Don't worry, it's nothing. What, you can't calm down if I just open my mouth?"
I hope that you will be as uncomfortable as I am.
The overflowing bushes made my head dizzy. Somehow, the smell of air changed, as if a deep flowering sound were spreading. I cleared the way by cutting down the plants that had grown indiscriminately. It would also be better to mark it this way.
Then we encountered a hill.
I saw something like a tree growing on it.
"I found the car!"
Loel looks up at the hill and shouts.
"Is that tree there?"
"Yes. That's the tree of Confetto... Argh, finally... finally... finally...!"
I decided to set Roel up in front of me and climb the hill. Cerca, in front of her, lowers her body and climbs the hill in a boxing stance. After that, Custo went up with his left and right eyes, and the last one was me and Roel.
- Much more.
But when I looked up, I felt like something was flying. The light shining in a weak green light was wandering around the tree.
"The tiger says he'll come if he talks to me. Moss raid?"
It was a moss attack when I saw it.
This seemed to be due to a hundred percent serka singing.
Moss Assault is a spiritual monster that I saw the last time I went hunting Cockatries. Who was it, William? Anyway, I saw him panicking with Copson that he had simply killed with a longsword.
As far as I'm concerned, the moss raid was a very dangerous monster, but I heard the explanation, so that's not it anymore. I was mistaken for Soul Eater. Anyway, the nucleus of the raid is expensive, so I don't know how to take it. Should we just go?
"Assault!"
Custo, who spoke with a proper pronunciation, was appalled.
Then, as Roel protected him, he went forward and pointed his staff at the front.
"Custo, shall we take care of it?"
"Hey, just wait for sleep. You don't know how many."
I stopped her trying to shoot magic right now.
"... yes. Oh, I get it."
I called my eyes to tear and looked around the tree.
Like a firefly, the number of raids seemed to be three or four. Since it's a monster that uses basic hypnotic magic, it must be hard to get to it... I don't think I can hit flying once I throw a stone.
"Hmm, Roel. Have you ever raided a moss?"
"... I've caught a lot of them."
"Yes? Are you an easy opponent?"
"One magic shot and it's over."
Then it doesn't matter.
I think they might be able to get away, so I suggest we deal with Roel's magic once they've been lured.
If you take the Confetto and the Nucleus of Assault, your advancement will be fine, and you will pay for it.
"Serka. You turn around and climb up, Kursto with me. Roel, you need to see the situation and shoot the magic with the intention of finishing it as soon as possible. If the fireball blows, I don't know who got hit, but the rest of them will get away."
And when they saw each other, they forced them to answer, and they said, "I know." That way Cerca climbs up slowly a little further away from us and I climb up the hill with Custo.
The more you climb the hill, the clearer the Confetto tree begins to look.
It was an impressive tree with fruits that looked like candy. It looks like a magical ingredient. It looks quite tasty. If you only had ten of those, you could be promoted. If you have some spare time, you can take it and swallow it.
- By the way.
"Hmm? What the hell is that?"
I found something suspicious as I went up.
I stopped everyone because I felt something terrible when I said it. - I felt the fragrance of such flowers. What a floral scent... At least it didn't seem like a good kind of flower when you received a gift.
... something disparate was sitting next to the tree.
No, I'm not.
Hold on a second.
Sit down?
"That guy..."
Something 'human likeness' was sitting next to the tree.
What, another adventurer? No, then there will be a raid nearby... As if I felt something was wrong, a cold sweat emanates from my back stem and my body begins to cool down.
Extreme tension soared in the unexpected... Claudie.
There's no Claudie. What is it? What the hell is that?
Why don't you have Elise next to you? Fuck Copson, he's not here!
It wasn't my colleagues I could trust to be around right now, but the dog dick was just American chewing. When I realized that, I was frowned as if the bone had been punctured. Even Newwall's puppies were cold enough to freeze.
After three years of training, my adventurous hazard detection sensors have begun to ring a bell.
- Teaeaeaeaeaeaeae!!!
Extremely anxious by the signal, I grabbed custo's suit and slowly stepped back. Kursto also turned to the frozen face and retreated at my pace. He also noticed the suspicion of the situation.
"Huh? Custo? What is it?"
What's Loel got? As we move forward, we come forward.
I suddenly had an axe in my hand, and I thought I should split this bitch's head apart and silence her. But when I think about it, it's too late.
"Huh? What about that?"
A voice that seems to have found something.
- And Loel screams in awe.
"De Dryd!!!"
Dryad! I thought it would be a fucking monster if I heard his name! In the first place, most of what looked like human beings were dangerous. I'm starting to lose my mind in this unbelievable situation!
Run away.
We have to run!
-...?
'That.'
Dryder stands up as if he had woken up from his sleep in Roel's cry. Get up? I felt a kind of illusion. It wasn't happening - it was blooming.
It blooms like a flower.
That disparate sight was never a person's.
"... monsters."
A feminine monster that looks like a flower and a person.
Green skin, the stems and petals of the greenery!
Standing there looked like a man, but at the same time it looked like a flower!
"Agent Yellow!"
Dryer of Anti-Appearance!
I felt a transcendent level of fear. I never wanted to fight an enemy I didn't know. I've never heard of that, never even imagined it in a nightmare! Black Birdman was just a good neighborhood idiot!
It's a confetto butterfly and we have to live!
George will give Claudie a hug and forgive her as if she could not help but weep and beg for help. And he'll be dragged to his bed. But when you die, you can't even do it. When I died, I decided to die in Claudie's grave...!
- Angry!
"Fire bolt!!!!"
It was sudden.
"Yay!!!!! Foot!!!!!! You little bitch!!!!!!"
My mouth exploded with a scream that seemed to destroy the earth itself! Roel couldn't stand the bird and tore up the Fire Bolt!
Even the flying fireballs burst with humidity and dryness into the Confetto tree.
- Bummer!
Your mommy's a bitch!
"Did you develop this fucking aiming too?!!!"
"Ugh, don't shake!!!"
Out of my mind, I hold Roel's shoulders and shake with horsepower.
Dryer shrugs in a sudden explosion. Fortunately, the assailants found a way to live, whether it was the effects of the explosion or not. Confettos like candy fell from the Confetto tree. The kind of dreamy scenery seemed as slow as slow motion video.
Shall we run?
No, can we get away?
Or have I simply frightened you more than I need to know about the unknown? I didn't know. I don't deal with people I don't know.
- Pa!
Serka hit the ground.
"What the fuck are you doing running again?!! Hey, Custo! Stop that!"
"Three... serka! Serka! Run, run... Go! Run!"
Haaaaaaaaah!! The sound of Cerca's cough cleared our mourning. Whether it was a scream, not a collision, or a droid like the golden history, she shoots a punch through the soul itself.
- Bummer!
"Anet!"
At that moment, the rising masses created a barrier.
Cerca's punch was wastefully blocked by the barrier of that plant. That makes sense, motherfucker! This is a fantasy! Serka is starting to whine. I looked closely and found it stuck between my fists.
- Shashak!
I was right in the eyes of me and Dryer at the moment. That, no, she looked at my face. She looked at my face--
- It just ran like a shot at us!
"Yay fuck! You can't even bounce at that speed in the first place! Hey, get ready for battle!"
At that rate, it seemed impossible to escape from here.
I shouted at myself to brainwash myself. I held the drawn knife in my hand. In an extreme situation where you have to risk your life-I 've judged!
It's hard for these bastards to die.
But it's more difficult for me to die.
Does that mean you run away alone? No, it's time to get dark. I don't think I can get to the city alive by running away by myself.
I've already seen Dryer. It would be a better judgment that that monster would kill these three and come after me.
Then there is no choice but to use the numerical advantage here to shoot and press him.
- Good. It's a battle. I may die, but I believe in my skills and equipment that I have built so far.
- Shashashak!
The weight of the running dryer seemed at least smaller than mine. She stretched out her sprinting palms, crouching. The nasty nails emit a reflected light. It was as if it contained primitive malice against humanity that destroyed nature!
"Custo! Prepare for battle! Roel! Aim for the firebolt!"
"Phew... Phew, Phew! Yes, yes! I get it!"
"Par, Firiot...!"
"Son of a bitch, don't shoot now, aim! Ahhh! Ondaaah!!!"