"Uh... you know what, you got a minute?

Middle-aged Rice, who was fluttering back then, felt our subtle air and apologized, "Can you look at this?" and spears out to the brave.

- Ah, the spear! There it is!

And I reacted calmly in the heat (or less) of my body, wah, good for you!! and.

Very normally I congratulate you inside.

The size was about the same or slightly longer than I had ever used, and it looked like a moon knife category in the previous world.

I can't see the part that shines all over the soil, but the “tremendous” presence drifts there rather over solid construction. As I endured the hard work of wanting to lay low for a bit, a long, beautiful fingertip stretched out largely by the sole was thoughtfully bounced in front of everyone asking how it was.

"..."

A handsome face endured the pain and identified the sole he played.

"Chris!?

"Are you all right!?

and.

Quietly return it to the voice of your companion.

"He says," The flowers are flowers. "Apparently it's... artifacts, like"

For some reason, the word "artifact" made them sink... air.

"Shh." In Charaluca! I don't like that name!! '... oh, yes. "

(Isn't that...!

And?

Suddenly there was a roar from the spear, blocking my words as I tried to praise them as they moved me.

No, I accidentally made a roaring statement, but, well, in the voice of an adorable woman.

Next, the spear glowed slightly, its “fine” appearance, and this blurred. Another beautiful princess, or something like that, appeared all the time.

"Don't touch my concubine with confidence!!

Beyond her with a kick, a brave man washed in the void.

Mr. Rice grabbed the spear and stiffened it with a "garn... (*;)" face, but rushed to put it on the ground and said, "Don't put it down!! 'He scolds me.

--... Sasu... that's the artifact class... Even if the opponent is a "brave man," he has a relentless rejection...

Wow.

It's amazing, Mr. Rice.

In this day and age, there is almost no such thing as holding artifacts...

This attitude from the beginning, which clearly shows the absurdity of temperament. Though I can't imagine where and why they liked it.

—— Oh, this will remain a name...!

And, if I accidentally lag behind, I glance at this one with a sincere face. Next to it, the brave man apologized to the spear, "I'm sorry," a spear fine princess who seems to have lowered her drink a little.

'I don't like such a shady place!

and shouting.

"Take me under the sun early (under Him)!

And I disappeared just to say it.

………

And once again, if the sun (cheen) air drifts more and more, and you gaze at one or two of them.

"... go back"

And the brave man groaned in tired mode.