Godly shop's cheat fragrance

"Oh?"

When I got back to the base of the western slum I was screwing around, there was a little change going on.

This is amazing.

Oh, my God, the campers were surrounded by walls and invisible.

"This is inconspicuous."

"Huh. It's the opinion of Tang Chang Wood there. It's not a good idea to execute his ideas, but it's not a bad idea."

Dwarf's hug stared at Elf's Yalarai as if it didn't seem funny.

"Yalarai's?

"Hey, today, everybody, I want to go away"

Let me raise one eyebrow to see what you mean, and Yalarai pointed to the camper and then to my arm.

"Car, treat me, go outside"

"Oh, I see."

Me and Yalalai decided to listen to the cookout that was left and the extra fried potatoes that Lalalai had made to keep me distracted.

"Training, Akira and I will do it today in Lalaila"

"With Lalaila?

I turn my face to Lalaila unexpectedly for stories I never imagined.

The beauty owner, whose emerald blue cut her beautiful hair into short pieces and whose earthly idols were no match for a bunch, opened and closed her eyes.

"Me?"

"Oh, Lalaila, goblin hunting, I was volunteering, I mean, as a warrior, as a parent, working out, duty"

"Well... yes... I've taught you quite a few things back in the day, haven't I?

"That's for kids, now for warriors, I'll do special training"

"Ugh..."

Lalaila has a rare groan to leak. Yeah, I know how that feels.

"Hey Yalarai, is that necessary?

"Required"

"Right..."

If you are asserted so far, there is no defense gap. Well, it's my own daughter, she won't let me be impotent.

"Now, move, let's do it"

The camper was placed in a container, asked to stay away and depend on Viola, the widow, to be taken outside the city wall with guidance from Yalarai.

◆

"Spirit! A dry, hungry, fierce earth! Dance, dance, cigarettes! Stir yourself up and fight your enemies with that presence!

When I thought the ground had suddenly risen in front of me, the dirt sand rose heavenly high. If the reaction had been comma one second slow, I would have been caught in the dirt and sand like that eruption, dancing heavenly high.

"Damn!

It was bad that I dashed to pack the distance at once, it is the welcome of Spiritual Physics just because you are here. The velocity was dropped to zero to fully open the ripple, and the dust blew up as it spun half a turn.

When I thought I bypassed the dirt and sand and captured Lalaila's appearance, a mass of flame was looming all over my sight.

"Become!?

I was utterly surprised to hear no chant or chant in the first place because of the explosion of dirt sand rising. It is impossible to avoid it positively.

"Fuck off!

I managed to avoid a direct blow by fully opening the waves of defense and playing that watermelon large fireball with my fist.

"Huh!?

Now Lalaila sounded more surprised. I'm sorry, but let me fill this gap with distance!

He jumped out like a bullet and tried to narrow the distance at once. But!

"Spirit! Spirit of the rough wind! Blow it up!"

A strong wind pounding my body blew me from the side at a distance that I could reach Lalaila in a few moments.

"Guh!"

The speed is too fast and if you hit it more and more, you will be struck and rolled straight into the dry land of the wilderness. I'm here.

Would the 30m have rolled? It's usually no different than a car accident. What the hell happened to my physical abilities?

I woke up in a hurry, but three light swords floated loosely in front of Lalaila.

"That's it!

Until then, Yalarai, who stood as a referee, raised his voice.

"Ha."

"Hmm."

At the same time as me, Lalaila sighed and turned off the light sword.

"Kukukuku... you're a clever daughter to use both spiritual and fantastic theory"

The faff of my brown corner daughter with the smartphone was standing beside me without a sign.

"Yalarai... it's time... it's the limit"

Yes, I've already repeated this training more than ten times. A mock fight starting about 200 meters away. This was the training that Yalarai put out.

I suppose Lalaila wants me to learn how to fight a warrior... but Sparta has enough. The first few times, I scolded Lalaila for being so modest on me.

No, think normally, the magic you use in mock warfare... not because it's not science. But Hagg, Yalarai, and Faff kept their mouths shut and said, "That's about it, this guy won't die," and it ended up being a full-fledged battle.

Until the first six I had won......, I finished slapping Lalaila on the head with a pound, but there was also Yalai's scolding, and I seriously thought the other four would die.

I don't know, Lalaila. I've been trying to figure out how to kill me. Techniques.

"Akira, this is the fight against spiritual users with quite a few arms. You should still remember that this distance is the one that causes death."

Yalalai is now an elf language. It makes me feel slightly uncomfortable with my first fluent conversation in a long time.

"So much... so much distance... Akira is amazing..."

When I gave her a bottle of pet, she drank the water.

"No, I didn't think a scientist was such a pain in the ass. Until now, it's been a flesh-bomb battle. He wasn't even at Pilates Royal Castle."

"Akira, the magician was on the enemy then, too. But me or the barrel was just crushing fast."

"Seriously......"

As always, Mr. Pansu Yaralai.

Considering he was sniping at a magician precisely in that complex royal castle, I can only say sad. But if you talk about that theory, doesn't it mean that the first thing you're going to be after is Larry?

"Lalaila, if you don't poke more of their voices, you can be stuffed all at once. There are as many warriors as there are Akira."

Oops, something is dis... No, you're just being harsh against Larailla because the first person to be targeted is a magician.

I don't mean to be subtle, but I'm not going to live in violence.

"Make sure you remember what you are training for today. Thank each other."

"Thankful."

"Yes, thank you"

We don't thank each other, but it seems polite to thank each other. Hugs also stopped by when I was thanking them with one hand up.

"The Lord is still uneven about the fluctuations. It's not special training."

"Do you still do it!?

"I'm going to do this before I forget. I'm doing it over there."

If you look at it, it's very frustrating. I was practicing science while it was good.

"And! Dad! Really! Because it's the limit!

"The enemy must not stop for that reason. That happens because there is so much waste in science. We must keep up with the void, efficiently"

"I don't want my father to tell me about the futility of science!

"I know there's a lot of waste in one technique. I'm not very good at science. But I choose something that is more sustainable for that matter. Choosing the right technique is more important than wasting it."

"Ugh..."

That was Spartan over there. Have mercy on your own daughter......

"Akira! I'm not looking around. Wow!

"Whoa!?

Avoid the roughened hammer with a single piece of paper.

"What the fuck! You're gonna die!"

"You put too much effort into fluctuations when you're so aggressive! Sure you can, but you can't move on to your next move!

And well like this, that day dawned on special training until late at night.

... God, don't you need to put it in hard mode to your friends?