"You won by surprise? Make sense. I can't believe it."
"No, for real?"
Cut through the vines and through the bushes.
I felt internal pain intermittently, but I could never get out of the jungle if I just curled up because I was sick.
Now let's hold on to the pain.
"That bitch was too damn careful to eat us. Well, more than anything, his magic didn't work for me. Besides, it wasn't long before he woke up, so it seems like one of the reasons the ambush was a success."
In many ways, the situation was well engaged.
Alane was thinking of eating us in two meanings, so he didn't mean to kill us from the pasture.
And this, I think, is probably not in the pre-war state because it's been awhile.
Above all, the illusion she did.
It awakened my inner strength.
In conclusion, Alane was not a warrior, even though she was the Queen of Cruel Flowers.
If you are a warrior, you must refuse when you make contact with the enemy and only think about killing the other person.
In the true bloodbath of the living and the dead, I clumsily thought of something else and searched for it. Alane's death was purely for that reason.
That's exactly why I won.
In the first place, he didn't even think about losing.
Such carelessness creates a gap.
A true warrior can never be careless, even if he is the enemy of a newborn dwarf. Always come into battle with power, unconditional if you can cooperate, poison and memorization, and not even hostage-taking.
A real competent warrior can do it all at once.
"As the sorcerers do, the power of God is terrible. That's why the ambush worked. And the collapse of the garden naturally happened because he collapsed."
That's what I said.
I don't understand what you're trying to explain to Copson, but I'm sure he'll believe my head was pierced with shock.
The hasty story was a plausible explanation, even if I thought about it.
"Hmm... Is that so? Well, I've been knocked out in the middle, so I don't know, but it might have been if the magic hadn't worked."
"Yes, in many ways, it was an extreme battle."
- Spatula.
The vine was endless, neither bare nor bare.
Fortunately, I wasn't friendly with monsters, so I was able to go on without much health consumption, so I didn't have much strength.
"But how did you resist the magic? Well, I'm resistant, and I seem to be out of consciousness."
You weak son of a bitch.
It's all a matter of mental power.
"--Confucius did not speak of distress."
I slashed my throat and slashed my throat.
Stressful.
Yes, sorcery belongs to the dysfunctional God, and the teacher of Confucianism said that there is no such thing as fusion, so in a way, what doesn't work for me was natural.
Alane.
You were too bad for your opponent.
I would have been able to accomplish my purpose if I had not been the savior of Cheonmyja Fusion Confucianism.
I would have picked a nourishment, and my great-grandchildren would have fucked me.
"What? A miserable man?"
"It's easy to say, just because of my faith."
"There's a whole freaking lot of faith. There are too many unknowns from the mysterious land of Barbarians."
"Hugh. Shut up, Copson."
"Khhhh."
"Oh, right."
I took the flowers from the pouch and took out the allune.
It seemed so fresh, even though I said it had been two days since I lost my mind.
"What about the flowers?"
"This is the loot. Alouette's flowers, I think."
"The flower of Alaune?"
Copson studied it carefully, whether he received flowers or not.
I didn't notice anything in particular. I explained to him that when I killed Alaune, the flowers blossomed there, and I pulled them out.
"Hmm... quite a beautiful flower."
"It looks expensive at first sight, but you sell it for a penny?"
It looks expensive.
It's a loot that Alane spilled, though.
Did you know that if you grow this, Alane will grow it?
Well, it looks like dozens of silver.
Ask Winia and sell it for a fair price... Ah.
Damn it.
What do I explain when I get back?
Thinking of the women who would be looking for me, my heart became depressed. I didn't want to cause any worries, but time was running out.
I felt my heart burn in an instant.
It hurts more than it hurts.
"No."
Copson opened his mouth, returning the flowers.
"Let the Barbarians have this."
"What? Are you gonna be okay?"
"Not all of them are the work of the Barbarians. Think of it as roughly alive. But above all, should the body be healed? Just buy me a drink next time."
"Son of a... yes. Don't."
"Uh-huh, I'm looking forward to it."
You're such a jerk.
We went back to the jungle with a real smile.
- Kaaak.
In the meantime, a sputum mixed with blood came out. Internal injuries are not unusual... I think it would be fatal if we don't heal quickly.
But if you go back, it will be somehow.
- Rosario.
I had Rosario hanging around my neck.
In the last temple, I received this Rosario in gratitude in each church, honored as Saint Kim Kat.
I told you that if you show me that, I will help you at any time. If you go to church, you will definitely treat me for free. Let's go to the Bronze Jubilee.
You can go to the Relief Monastery, but if you have something like this, you should use it. It was a saint, so I would have treated him thoroughly.
"Hey, Copson. Let's just get some sleep."
"Is it too hard?"
"It's hard to fuck."
I sat down for a while and recovered my health.
Is the fever... rising? I can't tell because my body is so hot. It's because I dragged all my strength into the afterlife while fighting. In fact, I was a little distracted. I'm blurring my vision.
If I could feel Manara, I would somehow turn my body back to its original state, but I couldn't because I had a floor.
Overall, the body condition is chewing.
I drank water for a while, took a break, and then I moved on. Praying to get out of the jungle before the sun goes down.
- Sarak.
As I was walking, I noticed the bush shaking in front of me for a moment. Me and Copson quietly hide behind a tree like an instinctively imprinted act without much to say.
- Let's go.
"Oh, fuck. It's fucking hot. Lots of bugs, too."
"I don't see anything useful. Isn't this a mess?"
"Let's go in a little bit more. I'll do whatever it takes."
It was the adventurers who were awarding criminals.
There were five of them in total, and when they twisted their sacks and their barrels, they were like the bastards who came to get their share of the illegal poaching.
"..."
I thought it would be nice to meet someone, but I was just a dick because I was in bad shape. The robbers may be dead, but Copson and I are waiting for them to pass by.
"Hey, let's do some gathering around here. I hear it's a lot more expensive. You can have poisonous mushrooms or something."
What the fuck did you say?
Gathering nearby? Don't you know this bastard is a natural destruction?
"Then I'll rest, so you can gather some."
"What? You've been a dick since yesterday?"
"Here we go. Don't fight. We're a team. Should we fight?"
I thought I was going to turn around because I was seeing the blood proliferation that began to clash with each other. I quietly whispered to Copson and spoke with him.
"Hey... are you looking for these bastards here?"
"I'll be right there..."
"Just get out?"
"Five, isn't it? In a place like this, human conscience is greatly diminished. Something bad is going to happen."
"But when they start looking, there's no way."
"It's a retreat. Let's just do this quietly."
- Sasak.
We tried to get out of the scene with a very careful step back.
But it's easy not to make a sound. I can't kill the sound like I thought, because my body condition is not a word.
And so did Copson.
"What are you talking about? There! Who is it! Monster!"
Oh, fuck.
In an instant, the five of them line up with their weapons.
"Come out!"
The brown-haired thief, who appears to be the leading figure, shouts out loud. Without a star, we reveal ourselves.
"Oh, good to see you."
"Man? Why were you hiding there?"
"Your teachers suddenly came in and hid themselves reflectively when they thought they were monsters. I'm so glad you guys are adventurers. Draw."
He looks at me like he's suspicious.
"Yes?"
"Anyway, good morning. I wish you all the best. because we were bluffing. Uh-huh."
In my words, the five adventurers have begun to flourish. Even though I was polite first, I felt cheap when I saw him take a photo from a half-horse.
I usually feel this cheap before I screw up.
"A bluff?"
"Yes, teachers."
"Hmm, I see..."
"Goodbye, then. We'll just go back to that."
That's why he and Copson are trying to bypass the road and get out of here. They move at our feet and aim their weapons.
An energy of unconsciousness emanates with a dark lifestyle.
"Wait a minute. I met you at a place like this. Let's talk."
From a disturbing attitude, it has been reported that this is a human horse species who does not receive proper domestic education. Why are you going out there?
"Oh, by the way, my friends are such jerks. I don't think it's a lie."
He said flawlessly after scanning our march.
I think we look like a total jerk right now. That's why you put a knife in it.
"But it's my hobby to get picked up by beggars."
What a nasty hobby.
Are you a person?
"If you don't want to search, take out all the appliances. Oh, I'm taking off all my armor. Kilkill."
- Uh-huh.
- Hihihi.
- Kiki.
At the same time, the gang of robbers started laughing miserably like the ghosts of hell. As always, these people I met in this place looked like this.
"Barbarian?"
Copson stabbed me in the back with his finger.
"Oh, fuck. Yeah, that's it. Something good happened to Gilly. How come you guys never miss my projections?"
"What?"
"If you give me money, I'll take care of it, right?"
"This son of a bitch makes sense. That's it."
- Back and forth.
I immediately took a wallet full of Cooper coins out of my arms.
"Take it, motherfucker."
- Yikes.
When I threw it at him, he grabbed his purse with a satisfied expression and checked the inside. He greedily laughed again.
"No, is this all the money? It's all Cooper?"
"Just take that and watch. He's our partner. I don't have a lease."
"I can't do it because I don't have enough. Take off your armor and hand it over."
"Armor is the bottom line of my business."
- Back and forth.
Adventurers carry a lot of wallets.
Because if you walk around with all your money in one wallet and forget it or get stolen, you're a dick.
I took out another spare wallet with the money.
"This is a 4-silver one, but is this okay? Honestly, that's enough."
"Four silver?!"
The robbers shout with astonishment. Big money. He shakes his hand with a bright face.
"Yes! Of course I will! Throw it! Hey, I'll make sure you put my mother's name on it!"
"Thank you. Take this."
- Yikes.
I'm throwing it simultaneously--
"Take the knife bread instead of the money, you fucker."
- Pa.
I hit the ground.
The body condition was a cheek, but it was nothing more than piercing through the bristles of a robbed pup who had lost his mind in his pocket.
Represses the pain that bursts from near the prestige and stabs the knife. The movement that led to the speed was just as natural as the water, so he couldn't even react.
- Got it!
"Huff... huff?"
When my leg stopped, the knife was already brilliantly tucked into his thigh. This son of a bitch is blind to money, so he's too careless to rob.
"You greedy son of a bitch. Don't you know greed is a shortcut to hell? It will be replaced by your lonely sword bread, you cheek."
- Phew.
As soon as I pulled out the stuffed blade, I choked out all the blood. I immediately followed the steps and slid to the side, lightly slicing the branches of the guy next to me.
The one who couldn't even react was the one who didn't know why he was searching.
- Kung.
In an instant, two people fell with their heads on the ground.
"Ugh...! Ugh!"
Because the flesh is not cut off at once, those who are still holding their breath exude a bubble while grasping their bristles with both hands. Then there is no bloodshed, and there is no life.
"Uh-huh?"
The three remaining robbers looked at their friends who were being invoiced in real time with a shocked face.
"What the hell, you fucking robbers. Hey, Copson. Let's kill them all. I'll give you a share if you sell them."
"Hahaha. It's a barbarian, too. You're running like a wild horse while you're searching!"
- Pa!
Me and Copson immediately attacked the remaining three. The air strikes were enough, and the horrendous force was also shown. Given their clumsy reactions, it won't be that difficult.
"Ugh!!"
A razor in a frenzied rage raises the blade and casts an honest vertical slash.
"How ridiculous. Dude, that's not how you use a knife."
- Shhh!
I stretched out my sword and stopped his attack with a crossguard and pierced his throat. It's too obvious. Even power, of course, speeds up. This must be the average level of robbers.
These bastards are confident that if they don't have a manna, they can make it into a breeding ground in three seconds. I must have learned swordsmanship.
"Huff!"
That's when Copson stabbed one of his abdomens deeply, leaving only one of them. Four robbers will search and seize in an instant.
As our encounter was short, the pace of loss of life was also fast.
"Hush! Help me! I'm not very good with these bastards! I'll give you all the money!"
- Tuck.
The last one throws away the knife and begs.
This son of a bitch left this in front of an enemy and threw away his weapon?
Survival is a gluttonous one.
"Money is a bastard. We can kill you and take it."
"Uh, uh, so!"
What are you doing with this... right.
I think you should ask for directions.
"Hey, just let me know and I'll let you live. So answer honestly."
"I don't know what it is, but I'll let you know!"
"Good. Very good attitude. Actually, we're lost. Where do you think you're going?"
- Shh.
Immediately responding to that, he pointed to the other side of the bush with his finger.
"Over there! Over there!"
"Really? Isn't that gross?"
"I swear it's true! We just came from over there! Trust me!"
"I can't believe it. It seems we lack some trust. Let's cut your fingers off for a real conversation. Uh-huh."
"Argh!!!!!! Really!!!!!!!"
I threw a threat, and he burst into bubbles and screamed.
I don't think I'm lying.
"Yes, thank you for letting me know."
"Then, the one who keeps you alive..."
"--Immediately evil!"
A blade falling like lightning slit his throat.
Why do you want me to save you, you lunatic?
"You killed them all. It feels like we've become famous serial killers."
"It's my fault, man. Let's get these kids undressed."
Me and Copson immediately took their sacks and all their property.
Originally, a person dies and leaves a tem. Fortunately, they brought sacks, so there was nothing wrong with robbing them of their possessions safely. You can put it all in here and take it.
Money and equipment. And weapons and shoes. Everything that can be robbed. They've turned naked. I felt better because it would be a great income.
You don't have to clean up the body.
This is all reduced to nature.
"Argh...!"
Oh, yeah.
I moved violently and felt a little deeper pain.
But it was better than chasing a thief with a knife.
"Uh-huh, how much is all this?"
"There was a hard price."
"Hhhhh!"
"Cluckle! Cool! Oh, fuck. Zola, this hurts."
Eventually, he kills all the monsoon and takes all their possessions and leaves the jungle. I think my internal injuries are getting a little deeper, but I feel comforted because I think I've done a good job.
I looked through the bushes for a while and saw the walls of Isvant.
It came out.
I finally got out of the jungle.
A deadly cheer wrapped around him, and me and Copson hugged each other and laughed happily through the gates.
The sun was losing.
We survived.