Isekai Taneuma

Phoenix welcomed the adventurers to the Great Forest Expedition, and it was a mountain giant who appeared there late.

is wearing thick fabric clothes like judo clothes and tied down her waist with a belt. From the chest collar of the matching dress, a thick chest plate like a frying pan peeked, and from the sleeve with the hem torn and shrunk, there was a very thick arm that looked like around the waist of an adult woman.

Of course, the lower body was also strong, and because of that it was a little crotch and short legs, but both legs, like logs, were firmly on the ground as if they were rooting on the ground. The top of the shaved head was blue, but the forehead reflected the sun and sparkled. The eyes were thin and threaded, but it seemed to be turning back and accentuating sharp eyes.

The man ran his gaze into Kyrokyoro and the village, locking on the phoenix that was there, and swaying the giant body and approaching. The desolate adventurers pave the way for him in silence. When Feng was shot at by such a strong face and stood like a small squirrel, the man looked at it from above, looking at the two women hanging on his hands in alternation.

"Hmm... keep up the good work, you weak bastard! You're Fengbai, right?

Even though Feng was said to be weak, he didn't say anything back, just to be afraid.

"Ah, yes, I'm sorry... I'm not as brave as a hero, but I'm Fengwhite. I'm sorry."

I see. My name is Samson! Deva King Samson! A fighter of humanity's greatest STR20!... no, he was the most powerful fighter of mankind. Not until that man shows up! You were in the border town of Hermes when you fought the Imperial Army, weren't you?

That would be what is now called the City of Phoenix. I remember hearing that, but when I decided to set up the cage to protect the refugees, Samson was one of the helpers who came from the Warrior's Landing. He was certainly a high-ranking adventurer alongside Scarsaha and Gargantuar, and he must have been one of Jeanne's front-line fighters.

When Feng remembered it, he lowered his head.

"Ah! Thank you very much for that passage. Thanks to you, I can do this now. I'm sorry I didn't thank you then."

"What? Ah, yeah... I don't care. I'm going crazy... oh! Anyway! I heard that a brave man is looking for an adventurer, but I thought I was talking about Jeanne Dark, and I was surprised you came. You're the leader, the weak one?

"Yes, I think Jeanne should be the leader, but there are a lot of circumstances, and I'm in charge. Oh, don't worry, it's not like I deserve it."

"Ah, is that so...? No, it's not... I mean it! I'm here looking forward to seeing Jeanne Dark again. It's a shame he's not the leader."

Samson is disappointed to say so. Feng felt kind of sorry. Anyway, why are you putting it in Jeanne so much? I was curious to ask,

"Thank you for listening. Is that it? As I said before, I was the most powerful fighter of mankind with STR20. But before me, he appeared... yes, Jeanne Dark, the transhuman monster STR23!

I didn't think that there were more humans in the world who boasted STRs than myself, and I was very surprised. I wanted to fight this fighter right away. But at that time, fighting the Imperial Army was refrained from, which was difficult. That's why I promised him. When this battle is over, I try to win. He said, "All right." And looking forward to it, I fought through that offensive battle....

But he wasn't there when it was all over. I couldn't help but be disappointed because I was being chased by the Empire… I really wanted to compete… So this time I heard that you brave men were looking for adventurers, and I couldn't stand or be around.

Hey, brave man. If you were here, of course Jeanne would be there, right? Then why don't you get him to fulfill his promise? "

Jeanne, who was listening to Samson's enthusiasm, walked away from Feng's arm and now took Samson's hand and looked up at him, lowering her head with regret.

"Well, that's right... I'm sorry I left silently then. I took it lightly, but I'm sorry. Of course, if you like me, you can always let me compete."

"Eh...? No... who is this girl?

Suddenly Samson asked Feng as he wandered in front of a blonde, blue-eyed princess woman who had taken his hand. I'm in front of you, so I can ask you directly, but I can't even keep an eye on him because he doesn't like women.

Feng felt a little uncomfortable and had to say that the woman was the Jeanne he was looking for.

"Er... that's... that's actually Jeanne."

"... what? Oh, is she Jeanne, too? You're very beautiful. No, no, I'm looking for Jeanne."

"So that's the Jeanne."

"... are you planning this? Is that why you can't get Jeanne out?

"No, it's not like that... oh, my God."

"Um, should I bring you an entry sheet?

Feng was having trouble explaining everything, said Meetya, who was hanging on the other arm.

An entry sheet is a piece of paper that disappears when an example of a lie is spoken. She ran away from Feng's arm and ran to the guild with a rattling sound of shoes. It was Feng who regained freedom of both hands for the first time in a long time, but I was so troubled, why now I even feel lonely?

As Feng was lost in such a philosophical maze, Meatier, who soon retrieved the paper from the guild, offered it to Jeanne.

"Yes, Jeanne. Sign here, please. Ladies and gentlemen, as you may already know, if what is written here is not true, it will disappear."

"Okay."

When Jeanne signed as he was told, the letter never disappeared no matter how long she waited. Samson took the paper while twisting his neck and stared at it carefully before signing "I'm Jeanne d 'Arc" in the same way next to it. As soon as the letters rolled around, the ink disappeared into the air.

After a moment of paranoia.....

I see. Same name, same name, right?

"No, let's give up. He's a real Jeanne."

"But! I know Jeanne, it was a brilliant man with 40 twists of muscle!?

"That's right. Jeanne, who I know, was also muscular....."

"Isn't that right!?

"But I'm a woman now."

"That's so rude!

Samson is turning his eyes. Adventurers listening to that are also making noise. Well, normally, this is what happens when you hear this story. Feng thought nothing more than a baked blade and waited for them to calm down.

As Feng was watching, Samson eventually roared and weakened. Apparently, he managed to accept this irrational situation. There must have been a lot of confusion in his heart, a lot of sweat on his forehead, and he looked a little pale.

"So, are you really Jeanne?

"Yeah, that's right. I'm sorry. I promised to fight you, but I became a woman on my own...."

"I see... hmm, I see..."

STR isn't 23 anymore. Now I'm just a weak STR14 maiden. "

"... no, 14 is a good number."

"But don't worry! Even if STR is 14. It's not like they've weakened or lowered their level, so the match itself should be over. If only you'd let me fulfill my promise."

"... hah?

Disappointed and a little relieved, Samson laughed with his nose when he heard it.

"No, no, miss. I'm STR20, you're 14. This will not be a match. This is a mistake."

"No, I'm sure I'll be fine. I was also interested in how far I could cross things with this body. Let's try it."

"I say so... but with all due respect, your thin waist will break if you get my punch. Then I can draw your attention."

"Oh, what a pleasure. But as you can see, I am also a saint now. If I get hurt a little, it'll be over soon."

"Hmm...."

Samson groans with his lips pointed in trouble. Feng asked him to set off a rescue ship.

"Well, why don't you just do it? If you don't settle it again, it may cause lumps later. It's unfortunate that you couldn't compete with Jeanne, so you came all the way here?

"Hmm... hmm... hmm... that's right..."

Samson snorts his nose like a sigh.

"Okay. Instead, let's play until one of us gets hurt or gets to the ground. In other words, if you turn the opponent over, you win. Is that all right?

"Where you want it."

Jeanne walked towards the ranch with her arms around her. Samson chased after her and whispered to Feng.

"If she's gonna get hurt, stop her right now."

When Jeanne and Samson were about to play, the adventurers who heard about it came together in an interesting way. Some of them start totcaccio as to which one will win already. Feng also wanted to take a bet, but he couldn't get on because he was entrusted with the referee. As he stared at him with his fingers, Meatier approached with an anxious look on his face.

"Um, Feng-san... are you sure you're okay? Shouldn't we stop it?

"Anyway, are you okay?

"But... even Jeanne and the boulder, I think the opponent is bad this time. Mr. Samson is a legendary adventurer, isn't he?

"I'm fine. I'm fine. If it's legendary, you can't die a little slowly."

Meatier is frowning on confusion. Feng answered with a bitter smile. Ning, that's why I think it's okay... even though it's STR20, Samson is human after all. No magic tricks (...), no ancient spells.

Before the adventurers were betting, they were about to start a duel in the square in the corner of the ranch, as they kept quiet so that they wouldn't give bad information.

Samson is in a provocative pose where he feels comfortable and braces himself in half.

"Come on! Call me from anywhere."

When Jeanne looked at him thinking it would be better not to chew him too much, she didn't have to ask.

"Practice Qi Fist! King's Fist! Jinwei Perforated Asura Fist!!

"Hibubu!

As soon as she shouted the name of the trick or not, and her arm sparkled, and one after another shouted the trick, the light turned into a huge flame and struck Samson.

Even though he said it was a fight, he didn't expect such an attack to fly in, and Samson took a direct hit and blew it away with all his strength. As he rolled over the ground, he eventually ran into the trunk of the ranch, which was dozens of meters away.

Adventurers who didn't expect the match to be decided in such an instant are eating bubbles and arguing that it's null and void. Is Feng alive? Looking at Samson in the distance as he stroked his hand,

"Aaah! I've done too much! Maybe I should have just punched and kicked...."

Jeanne and others were earning haights they didn't need. I wonder if he was actually quite angry... when he said he would change his fighting style, but it's still a tank from the roots.

"Well, that's not the case! Let's get out of here!

He rushed to Samson in a hurry, and Feng peered into his face, and he was completely turning his eyes and stretching. The usual bad adventurers were counting the tents as if they weren't ready yet, but maybe they won't get up. Feng made a big bang with both hands, and the adventurers boomed up. The boss starts to distribute the bet whilst yawning. Meetings brought water from the Alliance when they thought it was someone else's.

Zaboo, spraying water from the stretching Samson's head, after a while he woke up and finally jumped up to regain his sanity.

"Nah, what is it!? Did I... lose?

Samson, who hasn't caught up with the irrational match yet, looks around in a rough breath. Jeanne walked gently towards him.

"I'm sorry, but I did everything I could. I didn't say I shouldn't use a magic trick, so I used it... did I?

"What!? Magic...!?

Samson finally understood what he had suffered and turned his eyes round. Jeanne is a swordsman, so I didn't think she would use her karate technique. As a matter of fact, she has been a combat specialist with all kinds of weapons since the game era. Or rather, if you've been playing games for a long time, you'll have too many skill points, and that's what happens to everybody gradually....

"Speaking of which... I hear that some of the Mitra priests with Kung Fu have learned the miracle of firing air bullets from their arms. You don't think that's the trick...!?

Without knowing that, Samson snapped his magic trick by surprise. Her face is flushed with bright red, and her gripping arm is shaking with a pull.

It was too cowardly, so I wonder if you're going to ask me to start over. Feng thought it was going to be troublesome... and he was trying to make things even more complicated in a different direction from his imagination.

"... I fell in love"

"... eh?

Samson suddenly had a rough nose and ran away thinking that his face was bright red and he was shaking.

"I'm in love! I was going to come here to raise a strong Han and a strong Han, but I can't believe there was an ideal woman here! Oh, it's Jeanne! I was deeply disappointed when I heard that you had become a woman, but that was a mistake. You must be the woman I've been chasing for years. Strong, successful and above all beautiful!

"What? Huh?... I don't know what to do, White, I'm being dictated."

Jeanne was suddenly confronted. Feng took a slight distance from the two of them.

"I don't know. Either way, don't look this way."

"Oh, Jeanne! Brave and courageous like the goddess of war, Diana. Please forgive me as my lifelong companion."

"Eh? If I'm forced to do that, I'll be in trouble... flickering... flickering..."

While saying that, Jeanne looked at the flickering and flickering of her cheeks with an expression that seemed to be full, even though she dyed them red. Feng retreated one step or two to avoid his gaze and raised his shoulders towards the adventurers who were looking at us from afar.

Samson is still dictating Jeanne. Meatier is watching over both of them. I had a hunch that the journey would be irreplaceable sooner rather than later than what I was doing when I said I was going to go to the vast forest where the demon tribe jumped.