Himajin, Maou no Sugata de Isekai e Tokidoki Cheat na burari Tabi

"I'm not letting you through here. Ha. This is Hamu territory, Hamu."

"No, because it's a grave here, isn't it? I do have a roof and a wall. I was wondering if you could just leave."

"YAYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

I did it. It's Mr. Igzo's grave.

It was more like a little altar than that, and it was firmly in a small building.

So, when I open the door, I'm eating with rice on my little shabbub table, and I see that sun girl.

"You're gonna get mad at the people who manage this place?

"But when I asked the guy who lived here, he snorted in silence. Ham"

"There were indigenous people..."

Was it even inhabited by a free people whose home was less?

But in any case, you'll have to ask her to step back to fulfill this purpose.

... very heartbreaking though.

"Look, take a proper inn, not a place like this. Or buy a tent and stay in a private compartment."

"Inn or tent? What is it?"

Completely unknown to the public. First, when I presented them to her as a spending of money, I felt the door behind me open.

And when I look back...

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"No, say something."

Previously, a mysterious clown who saved the girl in front of him from the demonic car quietly stood.

No way, is this the person who's indigenous?

"Oh, welcome back, Ham. Something tells this old man to get out of here. What am I supposed to do?

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"Er... I knew I had to leave, huh?

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"Ok hahm...... I'll talk to the guild hahm"

Why can I communicate with you?

As always, white painted clown makeup with stored Kaisel mustaches, hair like bulbs and onions.

Nestled almost half-naked, its appearance is entirely that of the Suspicious.

Sun girl who gets herself handy, wraps her stuff in the bathroom and carries it.

The last time I saw a girl who looked like nothing but a night escape style waving at this clown, I called out to this person again.

"So, what are you? Hey, I got some business here. Me."

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"Can't you possibly speak the language..."

A mysterious clown leaning his neck.

Then he stared eagerly at the spear this one was carrying, and slowly laid his back on the stone steps on his side.

And turn your gaze toward the grave.

It's like saying, 'Get your errands done fast'.

... okay, even if people look at me.

No choice, put the liquor you've prepared on the headstone. Then the spilled liquor wetted the very roots of the tombstone and it began to shape some pattern.

Was it even specially machined on the stone, or if I looked at the shape of that part that would be black and stained, it was exactly the same shape as the spear I was carrying right now.

Then, at the next moment, that spear-shaped stain burned up and began to recede slightly.

It's like, don't just tell me to embed a spear in there.

"... I'm just curious about the gallery... why don't you put it down"

A spear that fits perfectly. And then the next moment your feet start to shed a dazzling light.

The moment that light intensifies and this eye is blinded, taste the faint floating sensation.

And when this one opened its eyes again, it was spreading through the...

"What... here. Cemetery?"

Some gentle sunshine illuminates the green, old, very old cemetery.

A completely natural erosion of the artifact, dotted with crushed tomb markers of pure white.

A stretched bamboo wraps and crushes around a white Asian stone column, and a small bud emerges from the gap between the crushed grave markers.

Such a sad, but sacred and harsh, airy place where people can no longer get it and don't know how long the time has passed.

"In the tomb... was it also planted in a metastasis ceremony"

Yes, there was a noise in the vicinity.

Turn around and you'll be quiet there...... mysterious clown.

You're here, too.

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"You're not going to say anything after this... dude"

The man stays put and goes inside the cemetery.

Beyond that is the figure of a black, somewhere nostalgic tombstone with only one presence floating among the remains of this white-air.

... that's a Japanese-style headstone, right?

The tomb I just provided you with the spear was the same Japanese-style tombstone as that one, but is it the same thing?

Then the man leaned in front of the tomb and let him take out the spear I should have put on earlier.

After all, that grave seemed the same thing.

This one follows him and heads to the side.

and that's when the mysterious clown with the spear slowly put it up and quietly began to close his eyes.

It's like praying for something. A man who turns his spear tip to heaven and just closes his eyes still.

As he stood still quietly, a round circle of light began to appear at his feet.

The light slowly stretches up to cover his body and eventually hides completely in the veil of light.

Oh, my God, what's going on? Step back to be vigilant and take out the sword.

Turn yourself into that figure just in case, and prepare for the unforeseen.

Observe to gaze at the light so that the alarm is not lifted. Then I heard voices from beyond the light.

"… finally, are the conditions in place"

The light subsides at the same time as its voice.

One person shows up before that dazzling light goes out.

A skinny, beautiful young man with a different impression.

Elf...... not really. But the thinness of the blonde hair, the lines, and the white skin that resembles a ceramic, like a crop, tells the story that this opponent is not just a human being.

... Huh? Is that clown this guy? How can you do this with one makeup? I'm over the level.

"I have waited for the arrival of those who will inherit the will"

"Stop. I just don't think this is going to happen from that look. Is that your hobby?

"... I just waited for one day for a presence to appear that would hear the wishes of his people"

"Ignore or Really?"

You don't want me to touch you.

But who is this person?

Incorporate [Advanced Appraisal] into the abilities and try to find out who is in front of you.

[Name] 604-752690732

[Race] 6927-2511

[Occupation] 34 ^ -0735

[Level] 34-8 ^\\ ^ -

[Title] 12 ^ - ^ * 9 ^ 987

[Skills] 763970423

No. I expected it, but I don't know one thing.

"Is it worthy of entrusting the truth which his people have come to? render that judgment."

"... you think I'll challenge you with that spear?

Return the question to the person who tells you pale with an inorganic voice.

Then, that face, which was finally piercing its faceless expression, collapses slightly.

Such a slight grin, as if to make people look like little fools.

"It's not my role"

Again, he gets wrapped up in light.

Or narrow your eyes to avoid that dazzling light.

And when the light was gone, it was once again transforming its appearance into another.

When I was a year, would I fit past fifty? After the peak season, a man of appearance appears who gradually tries to move to old age.

Somewhere wild, the person wearing a leather vest.

A savory hand, and some fractured face, a wildly flavored face with a harsh impression.

Two arms with clear muscle shaping, as can be seen from above the clothes.

And a black beard with mixed gray hair and short pruned hair of the same color.

And... black eyes.

"... what the heck, you demon... I mean, times have changed."

"... that wording... no way"

"I didn't want you to waste your time. Congratulations, Demons."

"No, wait - Mr. Igzo"

With a swordswallowing look, he sets up a spear.

"I don't want to talk to you, you bastard. Damn it."

"Shit, listen to me!

Prevent swinging spears by allowing them to break in the sword in time.

But I get a big bounce from the shock, and I feel an obstacle hitting my back over and over again.

If I raised my gaze, I would have been able to gently exceed two ” meters between him and him.

With one blow... you think I got flown?

"The basket is one step ahead of the afterlife. If you die here, you can go back. Eat as little as you can."

"That's not why I'm here! Just listen to me!

"I've been dying to hear about you. You don't have a mouth to talk about!

From the swinging spear again, a fierce tornado winds up.

Approaching with the surrounding tomb markers, it releases a sense of intimidation as if it had brought together simple violence.

You're kidding, I just speared it. What the hell?

Against me. This one also lays his sword on his back and attempts to activate the grand moves in a while.

"Black Dragon Flash" is the most extensive sword technique I have ever mastered.

When you wave your sword through it, frustrated by the feeling that something is coming out of your body, a black wind rolls in, which becomes a storm and hits Mr. Igzou's unleashed tornado.

In the aftermath, the surrounding tomb blows up without a trace.

Green and everything is lost, and the roots of the dug trees turn into rolling wilderness.

"... it's a Bakemon..."

Are you saying this is the power of the liberators who have grown to this realm?

Activate the Advanced Appraisal again if the current state is present.

And that's where it showed up.

[NAME] Ikuzo Yoshida

[Race] otherworlds/peasants

[Occupation] Farmer (∞) Liberator

[Level] 299

[Title] Heroes of the Continent

Farmer's Star

The strongest peasants

Seven Star Liberator

The strongest in the continent.

Divine Spear Obey

[Skills] Farming Work Breeding Education Martial Arts Spear (X) Art

Pioneering Culinary Power God's Hand Physical Ability Extreme Enhancement

Hmmm...... what is this carbide status?

If you look at the level alone, you're lower than me. But all the stats themselves outweigh me.

High Health and Attack, among other things. It's a level I can no longer reach.

Hurry up and rebuild your Weapon Ability.

"Weapon Ability"

[Protection of the Dragon God]

[Life Extreme Enhancement]

[Damaged -30%]

[+30% Defense]

[+30% Physical Resistance]

[Damage taken -15%]

[+15% Defense]

[+15% Physical Resistance]

[+5% Total Ability]

[Double Ability Effect]

"Cars Gifts"

Target Audience Caivon [Absolute Strong] Grant

Target party: Ikuzo Yoshida [+30% Damage dealt] Inversion grant

Generate a configuration that reduces damage to the limit for now.

Furthermore, it activates unique skills that have never been used before.

"Forced Collection"

Subject: Ikuzo Yoshida [Extremely Enhanced Physical Ability] Takeover

Effect of forcibly taking one skill or ability away from the person who gave the curse gift.

And apparently, the skills you took were automatically granted to you.

[Extremely Strengthened Physical Ability]

"During battle, HP and non-MP stats will be enhanced over time"

"1% rise/2 s"

What? What is this bumpy effect?

That means +0.5% of all abilities per second? No, no, no, even the status of the vegetables is a monster like this... aren't you literally the strongest...

"... what, my body suddenly"

"I'm sorry, but if I can get any more violent, I'm in trouble, so they let me do the surgery. Listen to me for a moment."

"Shut up, you demon!

His heavy blow waves toward this way as he walks over.

but the damage was reduced to such an extent that we no longer had to take defense. That only left a slight irritation on this cheek.

... Me too, I guess. It's an anomaly. Tell me it's the strongest. This is it.

"Ku... you guys talk to the demons. Hey, it's my son, but it's my grandson or my grandson, but if I can help you, I'm sorry!

Was there also resentment towards the Demons for the rest of the time?

The royal family of this semi-final continent still existed in his time, but was it forcing so much oppression...?

He dyes his face to anger and doesn't try to stop the swinging spear even though he knows it no longer makes sense.

... Oh, you're not in a position to listen to me anymore, old man!

"... Whatever! No, no, no! Shut up and listen to me!!!!"

(Whatever, you fool. Don't be mean, shut up and listen)

Oh, shit, that's embarrassing, Northeast Valve.

But it's still the same town. This nostalgic word stopped the attack.

I offer him another dialogue, opening his eyes and stopping his movements as if he had even been bathed in cold water.

"... did you feel like listening to me for a moment, Mr. Ahead"

"Oh man... what the hell"

"I'm from my hometown. This is what it looks like."

"No way... then say the name of the town where you lived"

"..." “ It's the city's □ □ town. Before that, I worked in Tokyo. "

"I didn't hear that. It's a city."

"There was a municipal merger, in 2005"

"What the hell!? Mr. Heba, since the 21st century!?

... Oh, I'm starting to feel like I'm in some kind of trouble.

I heard he died about five “ years ago... but that means he came from Japan at least five ” years ago.

"Hey, Mr. Igzo. How many years have you been summoned here?

"Hey? Hey for sure...... it was 1974"

"Hmm... you don't have the math, 'cause you died here five “ years ago. You ”

"Well, it's been five years since then."

That's crazy.

I was called to this world in 2015, right?

No way, the world over there and over here isn't necessarily consistent with what happened here......?

... Later, Ren, you've got a lot to hear from me.

"Oh man... are you really Akita's person? I've never seen a guy with high hair."

"No, well, when I chew it up, it's like I've only got a soul in another body, like that"

"Oh, my God! There's a dead man!

"He's not dead!

It's hard to do.