"I would like to receive a request to sweep Hell Bee Hell Diver."
During the meeting in the hangar, I told the grass mechanic.
The Knights' great defeat is rattling those up there, but the people's routine continues unassociated.
With the Knights not moving at all and the Adventurer Guild all over their hands in the heavy horse "Heavy Lancer" search, there were victims at last the other day when it came to Hell Bee "Hell Diver".
"I don't know where Heavy Lancer is on heavy horseback, are you okay?
Grass-fed mechanics also know about the Knights and the heavy horse riding Heavy Lancer. I told you, of course, with the permission of the Alliance Commander.
The Guild Leader's assessment of me is that I have good skills as a pilot but not enough knowledge of warcraft and the international situation.
(Unfortunately, you're right)
I'm studying in a little book or something, but it's not far enough for general adult-level insight.
And the herbivore mechanic is expected to serve to fill that footless portion.
"It's okay. Even if you show up in a herd, me and the old lady, The Old Lady, will get away with it."
Answer with your chest up.
Seriously, I don't think heavy horse riding "Heavy Lancer" will appear anymore, but I'm not going to put it in my mouth.
"Okay. Just be careful."
I snort at that word with a smile.
The Hell Bee Hell Diver sweep is a case of impatience.
However, among several other hasty projects, I chose this for a reason.
(Try C-rank magic)
Here it is.
The old lady Old Lady has never activated more than C-rank magic because of the light emitted during magic activation.
But in the case of the last heavy horse riding "Heavy Lancer," I realized that even D may not be enough.
We have to try it out soon.
(It's just that the place is a problem)
The old lady Old Lady is an eighteen-meter tall knight. Very conspicuous.
If the whole body of the old lady Old Lady shines, I don't know how many people will see it.
I haven't come up with anything that sounds like an excuse at the moment either, so it's hard to deal with it if it does.
(In that regard, Hell Bee Hell Diver fits the criteria)
Hell Bee "Hell Diver" is a bee-shaped warcraft about two meters long.
The body color is pitch-black, bee-shaped yet not good at darkness.
The nature is fierce, plunging from the sky at night to strike enemies. Small, of course, even medium and sometimes large warcraft strike in groups and feed on them.
The habit of building huge nests underground is also known as the Hell Bee Hell Diver.
(Huge nest in the basement. This is important)
No one can see you underground, and you can try magic. No one comes right into the nest.
"So soon, you'll be equipped with lighting."
Herbivore mechanic moves out.
For the annihilation of Hell Bee Hell Diver, the queen lurking in the nest must be exorcised.
For this reason, we need lighting so that we can act even in complete darkness, where there is no star.
"We'll be done in the evening, so we can start early tomorrow morning."
The Hell Bee Hell Diver is nocturnal, so it's the Stone Theory that attacks it during the day when it returns to its nest.
If you don't worry about a single screen, a stray bee may develop and cause trouble around you.
If you also think about travel time, early departure would be nice.
"Thank you. But don't just push it."
"It's not a big deal, it's okay."
That said, the herbivore mechanic broke his face.
Early the next morning.
The sun hasn't risen yet, and in the sky the stars are blinking unreliably.
But the eastern clouds were dyeing the lower edges in light red, letting what sees dawn approaching know.
And me and the old lady, The Old Lady, are walking west down the street.
I chose to travel on the hover because of the lack of crowds in the early morning.
I'm also used to wind magic control, so much more convergent air flow is causing limited earthen smoke behind me.
(From now on, people will be on the decline)
Enter the branch to the southwest in front of Awok, the core city west of Wangdu.
From here on out is the route everyone is avoiding due to the presence of Hell Bee Hell Diver. The closer you get to your destination, the less popular you should be.
Even so, I look around from time to time and reiterate that there is no shadow.
(Hell Bee "Hell Diver" hey)
I refute the information I checked in advance.
The Hell Bee Hell Diver is a very dangerous being, but fortunately, it only feeds on warcraft and is not interested in people or livestock.
For this reason, it is rare to show up in the living quarters of people with few warcraft.
This crusade was targeted because the place where the nest was built was near people's world, so that the Hell Bee Hell Diver and people's living areas overlapped in part.
(Even if they're not interested as bait, they'll recognize it as an encroachment on the territory.)
A villager, divided in search of mountain fortune, was the first to be harmed.
And in the process of survival fleeing, it lures the Hell Bee Hell Diver to the village, and the damage spreads further.
Everyone is currently evacuated from the village and awaiting crusade.
(but this is cool again)
Despite such a serious situation, my interest is now elsewhere. Old Lady's new gear.
I remember the bravery I saw this morning, and I fall in love.
The lighting was mounted on both shoulders, but this looks just like the lamp pod on the nightrally, which is awesome.
Specifically, there are two on the right shoulder, two on the left shoulder and one light on the top of the head.
He said he had taken a wide range of irradiation, so it would be the Monte Light Distribution he longed for.
I'd like to see it soon.
I whistled and moved along with less earthen smoke.
"Tochaku"
Get to your destination before noon.
Hell Bee Hell Diver is far more dangerous than a cannibal bee, so there is no team of supportive adventurers.
As for the inlet position of the nest, it was marked beforehand, so there was no stray.
(Two watchmen?)
A red, large arrow, painted on the ground in front.
At the tip of that indication is the nest entrance, with a slightly black bee lurking in the back.
Though nocturnal, it lacks vigilance even during the day. It would be what humans call a sleepless turn.
(Knock it down, we're going into the nest before they even notice)
Showers a series of light arrows (magic missiles) from outside the alert range, taking a breath of life.
Shortly afterwards he blew a hover and jumped into the nest at once.
The nest entrance is basically one place.
To keep Hell Bee Hell Diver out, we need to knock him out of here, more than we can push him out.
"D-Rank Magic Activated! Light Arrow (Magic Missile) Shots!
I put it in my mouth and show off my brushed moves in the Heavy Lancer battle.
As prior information suggests, Hell Bee Hell Diver was relatively soft on heavy horse riding Heavy Lancer and easily shot through with five shots in a row every second.
"Whoa!
From the back of the nest, a bee continues to appear.
The passage to the nest is already filled with hissing bees. It's disgusting but I just have to get used to it.
It can be called a melee, but before the arrow of light (magic missile) that keeps firing in a row, Hell Bee Hell Diver has no hands or feet.
At best, all you have to do is pollute the old lady Old Lady with splashing fluids and flesh pieces.
As we move forward, the light of day drifts away behind us and gradually darkens.
Finally, the lamp pod is here.
"Put it in!"
Inject magic.
A powerful column of light illuminates from both shoulders and head, illuminating the front direction extensively. I guess it's dazzling, Hell Bee "Hell Diver" moves, visibly dull.
I kept shooting Hell Bee Hell Diver as I imagined Old Lady shining a lamp pod in the dark.
(... what a number)
After a considerable amount of time, I was falling out in the cockpit. The old lady, Old Lady, is sitting back on the ground and throwing her legs out.
There are no more Hell Bees Hell Divers coming at me. You can see it's all gone.
(I imagined a narrower nest because it was underground.)
Again, observe the interior of the nest.
My feeling in tune with the sight of the old lady Old Lady is that it's about the size of a school gym.
Of course, there are scale differences between humans and the old lady Old Lady, so it's an incredible space.
Are you sure this is the basement?
I came in through the entrance myself, so there's no mistake. Still, it was out-of-standard wide enough to make me think so.
(All right, let's go)
I stand up the old lady, the Old Lady, and I walk in the back.
The surrounding area is literally a pile of carcasses with no foot stomping grounds.
Kill all the colonies (genocide). From the bee side, nothing but hell.
The walls are surprisingly, hexagonally divided to the ceiling, with larvae, or chrysanthemums, in each of them.
"Eat, it's good"
An adventurer who was taken care of during the exorcism of a cannibal bee. His words are remembered.
(Will that sinister old man also eat the larvae from Hell Bee Hell Diver? even though they are bigger than humans)
When I shook my head and threw away my clutter, I moved on to the queen bee sitting in the deepest part.
"... are you just big"
Above the waist, somewhat larger than other Hell Bee Hell Divers. But my ass is many times fat, and long. The colour is white only on the buttocks and swollen.
I guess it's because they specialize in laying eggs, but they look pretty odd.
I guess it's been a long time since I lost my ability to fly and my ability to fight. I make threats, but they don't look like they're coming at me.
This is my job, too.
Allow the Queen's opponent to eat several Heavy Light Arrows (Magic Missiles). So it's all done.
All you can no longer hear in the nest is the sound of the jaws of the larvae that feed you: the chickens, the bees.
In a hexagonal private room, he twirls his jaw, complaining of hunger.
Just in case, look around and make sure.
Man's eyes, of course, were no longer here, a threat to the old lady Old Lady.
(Conditions are in place)
Significant drop in output, like when D-rank magic is started and activated.
The likelihood of similar things happening is ample.
To try C-rank magic, it is absolutely necessary to eliminate perils around you.
(Let's go, C-rank magic)
I activate C-rank magic.
I confirmed through the eyes of the old lady Old Lady that the pale blue light leaked out of the gap in Old Lady's armor.
By the way, the blue one is because it activated the disease cure magic, which turns red for injury cure magic and green for state abnormal recovery magic.
(... right. The only thing that emits light is the golem body)
Armor is only something else.
I don't share my pain with armor.
I'm convinced of that fact.
And the misrilled silver shell on the chest of the old lady, the Old Lady, began to receive the magic created.
At the next moment, a violent shock strikes his entire body, like being jumped by a car.
(Shit!)
Stopping at the soot where consciousness is about to be taken.
The whole body of the old lady, the Old Lady, gained an overwhelming power that far exceeded expectations.
I can't maintain the old lady's "Old Lady" posture, get on one knee, and nod.
(... painful!
Close to feeling like you're adding more air to a basketball filled with air in your bread.
As it undoubtedly is, the old lady Old Lady bursts. That's what I intuited. Of course, keep sharing your senses with me.
(Do you want to... cut the connection?
Think gasp.
(No, you can't. Disconnecting the senses won't stop the explosion of the old lady "Old Lady")
It would be too sweet to think that it would be safe to explode.
In agony, find a way to deal with it.
(Use your magic! With the wand Rifle, let too much magic escape outside!
I don't have any more time. The chest contour of the old lady Old Lady is making a noise with Mississippi.
I use magic manipulation to send magic filled with murderous pressure to the wand Rifle whenever possible.
On the verge of that, behind my brain, there was a video of a scattered tortoise wreck blowing up bandages over the lake.
It's the first E-rank magic scene where you shoot an arrow of light (a magic missile).
(Not good!)
A small amount of discretion leaves me in motion.
But I'm not going to stop it. If we do that, we'll blow up.
(Direction!)
Up or down.
I didn't think sideways. Because of the image of a hole in the bottom of the river or beneath the settlement.
(Downstairs!
On the ground, I don't know who it is.
Judging on that alone, stick the tip of the wand Rifle to the ground.
"Arrow of Light (Magic Missile)!"
With immediate screaming, squeeze the activation trigger in your consciousness.
Moment after moment, the world shone bright white.
"Ooh!
I hear voices unintentionally, but they scratch me off by the sound around me and I can't reach my ears.
The emitted arrows of light (magic missiles) created a blast, knocking the old lady Old Lady from her back to the ceiling.
"Come on, hey, ha"
The aftermath of the clash makes me unable to breathe.
Shortly after he recovers, he is struck by a heavy impact like a big rock.
The wild storm blew to the sidelines without allowing it to fall to the ground, and the old lady, the Old Lady, was slammed against the wall again as she spun.
(... I can't breathe!
The old lady's Old Lady's arrow of light (magic missile) wears a magnificent rock formation.
The crushed rock formations became countless chunks of rock and splashed at a murderous rate.
The nest of Hell Bee Hell Diver is vast underground but too small to kill the momentum of the rock masses.
The rock mass hits hard against the walls and ceilings and bounces back with little reduction in speed.
And again, after crashing into floors and walls, they jumped again into space, colliding with ceilings, walls, or rock masses.
It keeps repeating itself over and over again.
No, the large underground space where Hell Bee Hell Diver's nest was located had been transformed into a huge mixer with massive rock masses and the carcass of Hell Bee Hell Diver, plus the old lady Old Lady.
(Knock it off!
The only thing I could do in that giant vortex was round the old lady Old Lady like a dangolo and even endure it.
Awok's best whorehouse, El Saille.
So one beautiful woman, long in number one position, slightly hissed her shapely brow, as if painted on a picture.
(Wouldn't have wobbled now)
I stopped trying to ask my fellow sleeper, who lay on his back in front of me, for his consent.
The servant man is knocking down the energy bar beside him with a blissful look.
To maintain her beauty, she had consumed high-protein, low-fat energy drinks from the energy bar seven times in a row.
That's the limit.
No matter how brainwashed you are and how much you make yourself the best woman in the world, there is a physical limit.
Honestly, I'd like some more, but for now, I've decided to give up on this servant.
Wipe your mouth, look in the mirror and get your makeup done.
(But earlier, I wonder what it was)
Earthquakes, I can't say enough.
Being more sensitive to magic than people, she was intuitive about something.
(Well, fine)
It's just not everything that matters to me.
She wears a handkerchief for the rewards she has contributed to the energy bar she has given. And he left the room shaking his ass to refill his next drink.
That afternoon, a local earthquake struck the south of the regional core city of Awok, in the western part of Wangdu.
There was a village nearby and several buildings collapsed, but residents happened to be evacuating for fear of the Hell Bee Hell Diver, with no human damage.