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That was the usual training time.

Yalarai, the fine macho blonde dread-elf, was asked to devise the shape of the Tornado Marshall Arts, and in the midst of repetition, a word that Yalarai's daughter, Larai, threw at her father prompted her.

"Speaking of which, which is stronger, father or Mr. Hugg?

The air solidified at that moment. It can also be called instantaneous cooling. Until then, it was a chemical reaction like a banana that had been soggy had been thrown into liquid nitrogen.

"What... to?

Yalalai peeled her eyes and slowly looked back at her own daughter.

"Kukukuku......"

Farna, the brown corner daughter, commonly known as Faff, who had a high-profile view from the top of the camper, leaked her voice funny.

"That's settled, I am. I'm stronger."

Slowly, I told Lalaila to bite it off.

"Well... do you seem to have ear lengths to skip interesting things?

Of course. A barrel of liquor that misses the word...... it wasn't the Dwarf's hag that made him an inventor and a warrior. I wanted you to miss hearing it from the bottom of your heart.

A huge hammer is, of course, held in the hand of the hag where the smoke rose loosely to rise.

"... facts. stated, just"

As he narrowed his eyes and looked down at the short dwarf, Yalarai got the polar estock on his back, commonly known as the ”black needle”.

"Whoa, whoa..."

I thought I'd flatter the two of you while the mould was being auditioned...

"Kukukuku...... I'll let you do it but yeah"

"What?"

A faff showed up in front of me all of a sudden with no sign of a move and took control of me with one hand. When I missed the time, they were already heating up.

"I see. I just thought I had to win and lose with you once."

"Regret, will you? Hardware, Dwarf"

A hag with blood vessels floating around his forehead shook down a chunk of iron at a terrible speed, as if the weight of the hammer had disappeared. The ground rocked the earth.

"You're the one who regrets it. Bye! This dead twig elf. Ah!

"Cry, apologize, al, dwarf"

Yalarai, who avoided the hammer so quickly that he couldn't chase it through, stuck a black needle out of the blind spot behind him like a bullet. You're gonna kill me!

"Sweet wow!

But as Hagg spun half a turn on the spot, he started back with an iron gavel to involve the black needle. But you expected that, Yalarai, who uses black needles for centrifugal force to fill the distance at once, is going to dive into his nostalgia from low altitude. Hugs who notice it are also forced to twist their bodies.

As a result, each other's shoulders and shoulders bump into each other and their foreheads cock at each other.

"You... kill!

"Die, you!

is not good!

A black needle and an iron hammer raised a spark to meet, and in an instant we returned to making peace with each other. You're too fast to keep up!

"Father, it's impotent..."

"What?

"I purposefully wrap myself around choosing all the rough spirits. I wonder how you can control that..."

"Kukukuku... because the use of the Spiritual Theory of the Akatsu is rather close to the Wave Theory"

"Really?

"Kukukuku... the fluctuating and spiritual theories are still the same for Daiyuan. The big difference is inward or outward."

"Huh!? I've never even heard of that!?

"Kukukuku... because I think humans are a different force. The image you need to activate the most is the opposite, so you can't use both first. In that sense, Nushi and the others are not mistaken."

"Huh... Huh?

"Kukukuku... I don't understand. Yeah."

"Ugh... I care"

Well, it would be harsher to tell the researcher temperament lalalala not to understand. Lalaila, who was feeling somewhere sightseeing until earlier, was suddenly keen on the two of us observing.

... Was this what you were after?

Then they sweat at each other in a fierce battle that spans an hour. I haven't even seen those two fatigued up there in Goblin Hazard.

When will a large number of wild horses gather for a festival? It would be good entertainment for the slums.

"... wet... hiccup... elf's... for what... do..."

"... Phew! Iron Barrel... for... moving"

We are exhausted from each other. Still, they slap each other lightly, so it's frightening.

"Hey faff, which one of those two is actually stronger?

"Kukukuku... ask me that. Well, if that means overall strength, you're an elf kid. He's a born warrior."

When I heard that, Larailla's ears moved pickly and she looked just a little happy. Is it still a pleasure to be told that parents are strong?

"Heh. So Yalarai is stronger"

"Kukukuku... that question is pointless. Because in the first place, there's no difference, and everything changes because you're not good at it, because of the way you fight it, because of the circumstances. For example, if you want hard enemies like the Grand Rock Turtle or the Golem, the hammer in the barrel will work, and if, on the other hand, physical attacks like the quick enemies or the Reyes will not work, it will be a single, ear-length altar."

Shit, I'm more concerned about the fact that there's such a monster as a golem or a lace than the content of the story. I never want to run into you. That's it.

"Kukukuku... well, if you're going to use the fluctuations that much, it's going to be Rayce or Ghost. That's going to be a lot of damage."

Heh, waves work for ghost-like guys, too?...... I think I'll take my wave training more seriously.

"... Neither of us realizes we're talking so much... how do we know so accurately..."

Lalaila whined about something, but it didn't sound good.

It's been another hour. Most of the audience were tired of going back and making the two moons look beautiful.

"... mmm... mindless"

"And then... so... sh"

The two fell on the spot when they muttered so as to squeeze out.

"... uh, that's a double knockdown"

"Kukukuku... what a spectacle!"

When I wrapped the waves around them and threw them into the camper's bunk, I went back to the bonfire. The land is wilderness, but it is cold at night.

I had to wake up in the middle of an acquis because I was always left with no lookout.

Faff came as he was cooking a night meal with the appropriate excess ingredients. Hold the liquor in your hand.

"... well, no matter how you spend your pennies, you're free."

The faff has been offering a ceramic bottle of liquor with a silent grin, so I ask him to take out the cup and pour it. Where the grade is just a little lower than the booze I got for the previous hug? It won't be cheap alcohol.

"Kukukuku...... you don't think Nushi wants to go back to his original world?

"The original world......?

Is that Japan... I still feel like I've been there for two months.

"You have no idea. Indeed, the other world was not in danger of life... no, it happened a few times... but it is not normal, so it is a safe place..."

Yeah. You've never been normal in my life.

"No, correct it. Just a little (...) safer than the rest of the world... bored... oh, it was a boring place."

Bored...... I think there are more optimal words, but for some reason I can't come up with them.

"Kukukuku...... aren't you conflicted?

"... maybe. But I don't want that much. At the end of this journey... yes, we'll settle somewhere in a city with a sea view."

When I could take out the cigarette, Faff offered me a red-hot branch. I felt red and long hair past my head as I lit a cigarette.

I'm sure it's your fault.

Spit out the smoke for a long time and stir up the liquor. It just makes me feel better.

"I... these two will suffice"

"Kukukuku......"

For some reason the faff leaked a more meaningful laugh than usual was a little annoying.

"... so? Who's the strongest?

"Kukukuku...... stay put?

Two moons lit up, on a wilderness night, the invincible voice of the girl flowed into the wind.