And day five.
Beef stew today, I guess. Ish's Dinner Request Leaked Out of Wake.
I couldn't help but say, "You're young!," he exclaimed with his heart, no, he was also 18... and one "haha" laughed empty-handedly.
I checked the grocery bag and it looked like suji meat, so ah ~ marinated? What am I gonna do? And I held my head. The fruit that the strong Mr. Protease seemed to contain was removed and soaked in a container with unsweetened wine. When I finally checked the bottle without canning, I laughed bitterly that it contained condiments such as tomato stew with the Ich Chamber of Commerce logo, and demiglass sauce, so what a good preparation…. The sauce can make it in the evening for this. I decided that and spent the rest of my time making breakfast.
The battle took place during the day, and at lunchtime, at the end of the solo group, fighting a strong fire and ash juice, where they got the suji meat floating in a beautiful soup. And then it goes hollow on low heat... hopefully ~,. With more than half my hopes mixed, I placed a pan over the all-purpose camad near your table.
Shaken by the gutter, from time to time, he asks how the camad is, and checks the skewers to see if there is any jumping fire from the charcoal and how the meat is doing.
At first glance, Ish's carriage, disguised as a poor breeze, is a structure that easily peers inside from your podium because it only surrounds the frame. I think it might be for checking loads, but small window tick cloth cuts are handy ~.
Whenever I check the meat, I wonder if this face will be brighter, and Ishrka, who held the reins, is in a good mood.
That's how a monster suddenly appears on the road to peace.
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The sound of Dawn! overlaps with the pressure of ground swings and dust, and I know that the visible giant is a small part of that monster, and that the same "small part” is at a close distance.
A brave man staring at all sides shouted "surrounded," and each looked over here to confirm. Understand that the enemy that surrounded us is a torso monster that surpasses the Mochad the day before.
"Come on, it's your monster."
Ish tells me just me.
Unexpectedly stood up on your stand.
"I fight! For tonight's trout meat!! I'll do everything I can to protect the pan!
I watched to proclaim it so exalted.
--.................. YES, good good YSHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!???!?
What is it, what is it, Cara? Not different!?
I asked for help, and when I looked around as I awoke.
"... leave it to me. I'll make up my mind soon."
And there's a snort of shrugs.
In addition, the elf boy identified the kick monster in good time, so it's like this battle suddenly falls off the serial route and looks like a ton of demo fronts that “aim @ protect the pot from the enemy”.
Three more adults start the fight without correcting it, so I'm the one serious about it. It's the opposite atmosphere I'm in.
"You're on, princess"
Because Ish sits back in the chair satisfied with Ish.
"What are you going to do with this? It's been some kind of weird fight."
I said, groaning.
"Well, well. Today is my last day. Playfulness is important."
You don't have to be so harassed to watch this game, do you?
To the words of Ish, which were carried on with nature, I said, "Ugh."
"... oh, it's bad to be too big. Because you've never seen a monster that big... Just think I might be scared of something. I know people in this world are amazing."
Something makes me subtly anxious after all...
and.
I can't really lift my head when it comes to Ish's conversation, which is subtle.
I make noises with goo.
Then he's a serious face, feeding his magic on defensive magical drawn paper, and I know how it feels, but, hey.
"He's strong. I'll be right back here. So trust me, just wait."
You can't be a fine “brave daughter-in-law” like that---.
I'll tell him quietly.
As soon as I did, I got stuck in words, on the inside.
--Ishhhhhhh!!
And if you whine with a groan.
"You're early to give up. Good luck with that."
And. Stolen.
It's a warm enough cheer to lightly overshadow the four letters of defeat that I started to feel dismayed by the recent "not going well".
"Oh, you're still my friend for what you need to have!
And, what made me a strong voice was the one called Lightning Hidden, though you'll find out.
"If that's the case, I'd like to actively cover for you."
I think I'm getting my strength back! And if he talks about his feelings anew, Ish says, half-eyed, "... I've been thinking about Bell for a long time, it's easy to handle," he said. If you try it on me now, thanks for the compliment! But I don't know if I should tire the person I'm going to ask for help with, so I can keep it for a nigga laugh.
Then be silent, come on, come on! Please leave me with some powerful weapon! and if you give me your right hand. After a bit of sighing, Ish gassagoso the carriage.
Occasionally a piece of wood flies in the aftermath of a battle or something, but it seems Ish activated defensive magic and we're intact.
"Hmm... I don't know which one. Orgoi Corquoi, my body is just big. Come on, it shouldn't be that strong as yesterday's monster... oh, you have the ability to dive into the earth. But this isn't the desert, and hey..."
Well, it looks like a potato worm, and considering it's meaty to the inside, I guess it's certainly hard to do the damage.
What I said bumps like that and took them out of my luggage was a flat pebble shard in a triangle.
It's pretty artificial... and if you look at the straight cut area and see what Ish will do.
"It's magic 50 that feeds them. Just right for Belle, right?
That's what I said. I'll put it on my right hand side.
If it's not your fault, the pattern written on the stone is the ancient word for "feet" in this world.
"Ish, what is this..."
"Summoning Stone."
"Ha... is it a summoning stone"
Are you kidding me? I just can't say, yeah, stay! and shed magic.
The stone, which sensibly sipped my magic from the palm of his hand, fluttered through the place of the letters, running a hint of purple electricity.
If you see a party resolutely challenging huge monsters and blurry off similar purple electricity runs into the sky.
Some magic formation - which was also mechanical somewhere - unfolded instantly, and the giant's feet stepped off of it on the body of a white potato bug.
—— Uh, what kind of giant robot in the world is that...?
And just the legs. He came out. and.
Look out for a diagram of the monster's white body being stepped on, and if possible, don't leak anything out! and praying inside. Mr. Rice pierced the part of the core where the brave man shook through where he couldn't move and seemed to have peeked.
The one that was surrounded by a long torso, the carriage's predicament, was sometime relieved when he realized it, and I wondered if it would take a while before he returned, thinking of the distance he'd been fighting with them a little farther away. As if, not to say that it was a mistake to exist here, I admired the monster giant who disappeared quickly and returned to Ish the summoning stone that remained on his palm.
"Anyone coming out of the summoning stone I picked up before feels so boneless?
Unexpectedly asked the question.
"No? That's a phantom beast lodging. This is another type. What Bell picked up was the Holy Beast, wasn't it? I think her face feels pretty hairy anyway."
"... good. At dawn when Mr. Reps summoned such a robot... I really wondered how he apologized for being so vigorously sorry."
I put my hand on my chest and exhale a ho soothing breath.
Keep an eye on Shush, who returned there best.
"... the pot is safe?
To the serious look I've been asking, oh, that story was still going on... and.
I gave a subtle look and snorted one back.