I Reincarnated Into a Vending Machine

When all of the non-combatants finished moving to the Lake hierarchy of the fresh stream, they had all the members marching in front of the barricade.

All the Fools' Bizarres will participate, and in addition to the six regular members of the Keri Oil Regiment, Vice Commander Filmina, the Red and White Twins, Shui, and the Shoe Fetish clergy Hebui, Michelle, Ramis and I, who are provisional members, will, of course, participate.

The Big Eaters all wanted to participate, but the search in the settlement has not yet been completely completed, so two Miquenne and Short will be joining them, and Pell and Scoe stayed.

A total of ten + a good number of people, but it is difficult to say that this is still sufficient for the enemies that will be waiting in large numbers.

However, the starting hierarchy seems to have the strength of the Miscellaneous Fish Enemy alone below the Frogman Demon, and the aisle width is mostly about five to ten meters. So if we stood around well, Captain Keri Oil assured us that even this number of people could handle it.

"Here, I'd like to leave with majesty, but you're in the way, these guys"

From the other side of the barricade, hiccups of demons are pushing over, pierced by spears and their people are dying, but they are springing from next to next without fear.

The stabbed demon is immediately dragged to the back by another demon, so the passage won't be filled with corpses, but if we don't do something about the demon that appears extra, we can't move on all the time.

So far, the demons pushing me to the barricade are often like little Osama with a whole body of green ugly faces and no hair. Sure, was it the Green Devil?

Strength is a powerless mortal, and even novice hunters are opponents who can defeat it without any problems. It seems that the minimum conditions under which you can be a hunter are whether or not you can defeat the Green Devil by yourself.

"Deputy Filmina, can't you magically do something about these guys"

"A few of them will take you down, but they'll just refill you right away."

It's just an easy task to stick out a spear if you're just going to defend it, but you don't have time to remove the barricade.

Do we have to force the barricades off and forcefully attack them ready for a few enemies to enter?

Is there really no way to get into the aisle safely? The enemy appears uninterrupted as seen from the gap. I thought you saw the head of the Green Devil from down there. Body, feet...... that?

"Dang Chi"

"What the hell, Hackon?"

"Kokosa."

"Mm-hmm. Oh, yeah. It's been downhill on the main road for a while."

Is it going downhill? Then there's a way to do it.

"Ahhh."

"Yes, sir."

When I asked Rummis to carry me to the front of the barricade, I decided to start by getting rid of the sticking green demon.

Remove the can soup with a large quantity of habanero and hit the green demon near the barricade.

"Goshuluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Soup enters his big eyes and the Green Devils scream and are bored.

The ramp seems to have quite a gradient, getting caught up in a rampage crazy fellow, and a few roll off.

All right, space opened up before the barricade. First, change to "Kerosene Meter" and expose it to the Green Devil. I also wondered if there was any gasoline, but the gasoline wouldn't slip on the rock-skinned floor, so I left it on kerosene.

Advice, the Green Devil rolls like a child standing on a skating rink, and he can't help standing up.

When one of the products, the towel, was manipulated with "Mind Power" and dipped in kerosene, and the lighter was dropped on the outlet, it was likewise manipulated with "Mind Power" and the towel was lit.

Then, he plays a burning towel in the "junction" and lets the green demon, full of kerosene, hit him.

Then the passage turned into a sea of fire. Hunters, who were near the barricade in the fervour of pushing over, are turning away.

It sounds terrible, but this is also a method of warfare. Buddha, please.

I understand it is a brutal and outrageous act, so when I turn my gaze to the bizarre group of fools, I stare flatly at the flames. Ramis was also lit by the flames without saying anything in particular.

"Thanks to Hackon, it's easier to move on, thank you."

"Hackon, that's just great. Now we can go in."

"The Green Devil doesn't wear shoes... then you can always burn"

Rather than being condemned, it is praised. The last one is hard to judge though.

Maybe it's weirder to stick to the way you defeat them in a life-threatening battle. I haven't lost my sense of being Japanese yet.

When everyone entered the aisle, shifting the barricade to the side with Ramisu's power, the barricade was again closed by Ramisu's hand.

"If the enemy attacks intensify without us returning, don't hesitate to abandon this place and flee to the Lake Hierarchy of the Fresh Stream. You don't have to wait. Tell the chairman too."

When I asked the hunters in charge of defense to tell me the story, they started marching towards the flames that were still tickling behind the aisle.

But that's a friendly design with only the first tier for beginners. The walls and ceilings are thin and shiny. They have something conveniently glowing moss attached to them, and even without the lights, they don't become crippled.

When it came to exploring the labyrinth, I recognized that many, if not five, of them would act in my image. Because it's basically four or five people a team when the fantasy world is a game on stage.

But if you think about it normally, you've never crossed a lot. The number of violence outweighs the performance of a single person. There will be food problems, but it would be nice if each of them had something like that on their hands... unless they have a big meal like Shui in their members.

Then why not explore in large numbers? I guess there are problems with manipulating many characters at every turn when it's a game, as well as the hassle of managing weapon protection gear and simply the capacity of the game.

Then why are there so many small teams in novels and comics? I'm sure too many characters make it difficult to portray. Oh, my God, I guess not when I think about the back situation.

I think I've seen the work that if the hero is a brave and slipped talent, because his buddies only get to keep their feet together.

And when they were conscious of what didn't matter, the battle was starting.

The flames are extinguished, in a passage with black corpses rolling around, with avant-gardes laying side-by-side three-man weapons.

Michelle, do the Red and White twins stand avant-garde first?

With this member, Captain Kelli Oil, Miquenne, Short and Ramis of the Great Eaters are also avant-garde.

The guards are deputy commanders Hebui, Shui and Filmina. Pretty well balanced configuration, I think.

The enemy seems to have a slightly larger version with the Green Devil. Record any demons you don't know and let Hulumi teach you later.

The battle of Michelle is as usual, with no hindsight to the demons underneath, but a wave of the Great Sword as if slashing even on paper, with several demon necks and torso dancing in the universe.

The Red and White twins slap their own good weapons, spears and swords, into their opponents in a motion that is not flashy but useless, showing them a combination that makes them want to suspect that, from time to time, even their eyes are on each other's backs.

Avoid the attack without the red pointing his gaze behind his back and stick the spear out backwards. He is piercing the forehead of the demon by passing a white side giraffe whose tip is one of the twins' cracks, but he doesn't look surprised by the white.

They can use something like a mindset that only leads to the two of us, so maybe they're telling us the situation.

A backup attack is flying from Vice Commander Filmina and Shui of the rear guard, but even without it, the momentum is likely to push through just the avant-garde.

"No, you're all brilliant. Mr. Hackon, may I offer you a drink?"

It's not like I'm flying supportive magic, but Hebui, who just stood there, choosing cold milk tea and drinking the fight deliciously up his ass.

"Sankasan"

"Stay."

"Because healing is my main job. I don't even own attack magic, so I'm a bystander during basic combat. That's the right material."

Don't make me want to peek into the eyes behind those lowered threads of my eye. I'm joking and talking, but whether you're serious or not, Hebwe has a hard time reading emotions.

I'm progressing a little bit while processing enemies in this formation, but there's no sign of it being exhausted. There seems to be some changeover, about an hour since the battle began, but it is also a suspicious state of affairs as to whether it has proceeded a hundred meters.

"Ugh, it's time to change the avant-garde. Me and Miquenne, Short, and Ramis, please. The rear guard should take a break at all."

"Finally, take turns. I'm really tired."

"You're half tired."

Passing the sports drink to the red and white twins breathing on their shoulders, they drank it all at once to that effect. Another bottle...... no, let's add two. And snacks.

"Master Hackon, I'll take care of the rest"

Michelle is flat and sees a difference in character from the Red and White twins. Passing the product in the same way, a woman was turned to a smile that seemed to fall in one shot.

"Thank you. Master Hackon's care will stain your chest."

Normally, you can just joke about it, but in his case, his eyes are serious. I'm honestly happy with the situation as admired by the submissive junior, but I'm worried that Michelle won't be seen with weird eyes.

"Well, then, Hackon, let's go"

"Shall I"

The enemy is inferior to the Frogman Demon. You can't lose unless you're caught off guard.

And even if Ramis is caught off guard, I'm here. Unless you do something stupid, you can fight steadily.

You can't neglect that because you're in charge of defense and towing when you're being carried away and fighting. However, I decided to drop two bottles of juice on the removal port so that it would be a little more of a force.