Godly shop's cheat fragrance

"I hope it's time to make some money"

"It's good to make money all at once from the big city. I have to make money somewhere."

Hagg also answered the discipline to his solitary remarks as he prepared his breakfast.

Dwarf the muscle Dharma but basically a good guy. Although it's hot and bitter.

"Right. Even the Hugs won't always have a hand."

"Mm-hmm. It's still good because the cost of food is not hanging right now, but it's mainly a burden for you. I'd really like to make some money from inventions, but I think you might want to pick up a commercial guild job."

"Oh, you said Yalarai made money hunting Buffalo with it"

"No... Speaking of which, he's very nostalgic... if he decides to make some money somewhere, the escort won't be him."

"Yalarai will also have some errands for Yalarai. Let's think about that when we get there."

"Right. More than that, you haven't had dinner yet?

"You're moving your hands... help me"

"You made the kiln. Because if I get my hands on it, it won't taste good. Not having your hands on a meal is the best way to help you eat."

"How rational is that?"

Well, it's not as big a deal as getting help.

The small kiln that Hagg lightly made for me is an easy dish to adjust for fire and subtraction, to the point where the gas stove doesn't turn up. Just looking at my movements, I want to compliment the inventor as soon as he comes along with a fine fix. I won't tell you.

Breakfast is one pattern but bacon eggs and bread. Besides, I had it turned into a salad. It's easier to make things by hand now.

By the way, why are you bothering to go outside and make it out of a kiln, because Hagg was interested in adjusting the firepower. Once you know the fact that the stove fires and subtractions are directly linked to the flavor, more importantly, it's just about the first time you get your hands on this invention.

Unless otherwise stated, I'd like you to think I'm having the following set of breakfasts.

Eggs (10 pieces) = 298 yen

Bacon = 376 yen

Bread = 135 yen x 2

Lettuce (one egg) = 197 yen > (half egg) = 98 yen

(100 yen for miscellaneous expenses such as water and coffee. including tank hydration)

A total of 1142 yen.

The Engel coefficient sucks when you have about two big meals. Hugs and Yalarai are grateful, but what about Faff? Is this a stopping fee too...

The balance is 269,939 yen.

At the end of the breakfast, for some reason Hugs, Yalarai and Faff started discussing in circles.

I only have a bad feeling about it.

"... wet. Sure, that's important..."

"First, Tornado, Marshall Arts, should be superb"

"Kukukuku, think of something called priority."

After about ten minutes of hot discussion, it was faff who came near me in a whim. As if you foresaw when to finish washing dishes.

"Kukuku. Delight. You want me to put an archery on you straight away?

"... Didn't you say you had trouble last night or something?

"Kukukuku, what Ware teaches is air-conditioning. I heard you use the Light Sword in a unique way. Let me see."

"Sounds great."

"Kukukuku......"

I told him to imitate the tone, but he didn't even get through one of the yammies. He's a really strong guy who doesn't mind being ridiculed, isn't he?

It's my doctrine not to defy the strong guy, so I honestly take out the Light Sword's emptier. Speaking of which, I was thinking about getting a metal card for this, too. Would you ask me if I could make some money somewhere?

I target a larger rock a little further away, activate the air-conditioner.

The image is the Vulcan Phalanx on a modern ship. That's the one with the giant white can juice that I've seen so often lately in flashy western films.

Shifting your thumb to the center of the emptying fixture leaves you with the feeling of fudge blood flowing into your card.

It's easier for me to imagine an image like a spear of light instead of a sword of light...... Shoot out that spear of light in bulk but not at the same time, continuously.

500 short blue and white spears per minute as I imagined... maybe popping up. Smash the big rock to dust in more than a dozen seconds. As always, the power of this light sword will not be sprinkled.

"Kukukuku... so powerful. It's hard to activate the same thing with fantasy. It's more like a backgammon that can only be achieved with air-conditioning."

Faff cleverly assembles a giant nailed gauntlet to appreciate it that way.

I don't know why, but she seems to be good at magic too.

"Can a faff use aerospace?

"Kukukuku, I don't use wares, but I understand the logic. I don't know how much to teach."

I haven't come across anyone who can use fantasy theory directly yet, but am I a rare person?

"Kukukuku, let's keep hitting unlimited, not until the rock breaks next time."

"Unlimited?

I frowned. What's the point of that? But I got stuck with Faff and ended up doing it.

Countless swords of light are emitted on the target with remote ground.

and.

I started shooting and after 30 seconds. Would it be a hit, suddenly my consciousness went away? Sounds like sudden anemia. When I finally thought about it, I was about to fall, but was supported by favs about when I moved.

"Kukukuku, still"

"... sorry"

Funny, did you have a bad meal?

No, it can't be anemia or anything with such a luxurious breakfast. When I was a kid, it was just bread ears. It was everyday.

It hit the water...... I don't know why. I'm getting it out of SHOP.

"Kukukuku... Lord, I heard you stood around in the previous city, but you didn't feel like using too many light swords then"

"Uh... oh, I might have gotten used to it, and most importantly, it was too powerful."

"Kukuk, there is a people who have a strong aversion to killing. That would be huge, but perhaps the reason was that you were unconsciously aware of the limits of use."

"Limits of use?

"Kukukuk, yeah. They used to call it magic, but now it's usually considered one of the mental fatigues. In other words, it is extremely tiring to use. spiritual."

"Oh... is this fatigue... I did spend all night sorting out claims lists when they said that... you feel similar in the morning..."

That task is dented.

90% of complaints are just eight wins without sardines......

"Kukukuk, because they take it all at once. You can use it again after a little rest, but naturally it will lose its power and time. If you want to use it for a long time, you should lose your power. When you rest, explore the power of the position you can always use."

"Uh-huh."

I don't even want to use it that much. The King of Pigs will never catch you again.

"Akira, I can see through your Lord's thoughts. Give it up and let me know. I've been thinking about Washa's science for a long time."

"Uh-huh."

When I replied with a second sigh, Faff gave me a variety of image advice. I was of the opinion that I would have dropped the power of one light sword to about 10% and tried shooting it in a row the same way.

There are no particular problems, so I decided to imagine it in that direction. You were the image of a half-naked warrior in a Hollywood movie in the first place, weren't you? When did they become onboard weapons?

Probably a stronger image has preceded it. Perhaps I still have children's thoughts around here.

Again, reimagine the machine gun of a rampant ex-Berray warrior as accurately as possible.

Ammo is about thumb. The rate of continuous fire remains unchanged.

When the image was poured into the "light sword" aerodrome, a bullet of light was scattered about several times more powerful than the M4A1. I'm sure the thought of "stronger" was somewhere in my mind when it first activated. We need to be careful from now on.

"Kukukuku... Grouping is bad, but now you're full of power regulation. If I practice every day, I'll probably be able to keep hitting for 15 minutes."

"The more powerful you say that, the more powerful you hear about it."

"Kukuk, for now, you should name the first powerful version and each of the current permanent types. Because it is easy to immobilize the image when associated with words. Normally, you have to decide the wording for the image, but in the case of the Lord, you should just scream the name of the move."

"The second half is on no Thanksgiving.... Vulcan Faranx and Machine Gun Light Sword, OK?"

Easy-to-understand. I'm sorry it's like last night again.

"Kukukuku. Not bad... isn't it romance to scream your moves name?

"What common sense is that?"

When I answered blurry, Faff sighed "boring" and instructed me to practice for a while. Me, I'm going to be driving...

Without getting my point, I ended up being forced to shoot and rest repeatedly for about half an hour.

... all these people are too brainy.