It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

"It's pretty rough...... I'm sure there's an army in the territory, and each bear is influencing each other."

Rossa fingers the deep nail marks on the tree.

Well, it's not a very common event in forest life for a large number of people to enter, and it's not strange if that has any impact.

As such, we will continue along a path that has never been very advanced before. The northeast has a settlement of oaks, so stay away from them.

But if you follow the trail, it's that way. If you seem to go too far back, think about stopping it.

Moving forward for a while, we discover traces. Repeat to move on.

"Here it is..."

You found footprints, while Rossa crawls to the ground, raising her head.

Slightly from there, the lot reacts. Look for simple positions in the vicinity, lots run for fishing.

In addition, it will cut through the pieces and create a range that can be attacked. The feet are slightly muddy and the stomping is difficult to effect. The avant-garde seems to be tight.

If you think so, you feel Rossa coming back of the lot and start fine-tuning the dollar. Tiana then senses as well.

By the time I find out, the lot will come running straight. Press open with your arms and the lot appears.

"15 meters backwards, there's the big guy"

Screaming, it falls out backwards. The dollar manipulates the pile of shields.

Shortly afterwards, the bear emerges from the bears. The dollar slams the shield against it. However, the angle was sweet or the bear leaves forward slightly uneven in the right direction of the dollar.

"Chat Towing, Push Back"

Keep it up and you'll be out of chat. Feel dangerous and give immediate instructions. The chat, thinking about what if, was ready for sorcery.

Immediately a blast blows from the bottom around the bear's front leg causing the upper body to wake up. To go with it, the dollar turns to the front again and slaps a shield in the nose.

It's a big guy with arms spinning around after a shield. The dollar hasn't stood on the spot either, tapping into the shield as it drops slightly backwards. But it's wet or striking prominently with an arm with no hips in it.

The bear also has weak pressure forward, so he feels threatened by Liz and Fia, who later circled in, to inflict an unspinnable attack. Oh, this is a pretty nasty pattern......

I, too, aim at the neck with a spear, but my foot slips and I can't fire a blow enough to stab him. I'm just thankful to have my attention back up front to see if the bear hated the attack on his neck.

"Dollar, sit back. Pressure with a shield."

The dollar lowers your hips to increase shield pressure. It is tapping into the nose of each body, not the arm, as earlier. The bear finally started to frighten me. Raise a growl that is neither irritating nor angry.

Two people circling back are released from pressure to start the attack. Liz fires a sharper blow for the weight of the gauntlet. Fia aims precisely at the joint area with a streamlined sword sword as' agility 'rises.

It's the finest unless you slash your ass poorly. I guess Fia didn't lack training during the holidays either. Increasingly, the sword is swordworthy.

A mace of dollar restraint was beautifully slapped into the shoulder of her front leg as the bear was annoyed by the rear attack and attempted to unleash an unspinnable attack. He screams at the pain and turns his attention forward again.

Back off, Fia cleaves the tendon in her rear leg as the bear flirts on the dollar that leaves and taps into her shield. He also manages to tilt his torso diagonally behind him and tries to add a frontal giraffe to the dollar, but gets started with a shield and spreads the wound.

Liz and Fia switch places and strike to break their legs completely after Fia makes another scratch and Liz stops moving. I also stick the spear out of my nose as the dollar pulls its shield on the raven to focus it forward.

When this happens, the bear can't deal with it later unless it processes the front. Raising the pressure does not work the stepping of the rear leg. I can't even stand with my upper body up anymore.

Repeating a brief growl, it is used as a factor to break the balance by playing the compact front leg but knowing (every thing) to the dollar. In doing so, the tendon on the reverse hind leg also appears to have been severed. The posture leans backwards.

I raise a screaming roar, but there's nothing more I can do. The dollar takes a little distance and punches a mace in the middle of his head, whether his skull cracks in about two shots or falls by a buckwheat, causing a cramp.

A little over 3m in length, he was a big guy.

"Phew...... Done......? For a moment, I wondered what to do when they were about to pull me out."

"Sorry. Bad footing and sweet retention"

The dollar comes apologizing to me to be ashamed.

"No, I didn't blame you. However, I knew the weather was scary. Even with caution, it's not enough at all. We still have to study a lot."

When I say that, everyone nods, including a comeback job. Yeah, it's great to have an uplift. I can make a good team.

Hurry the blood drain and return to the original path to the river. There are still days, but that will be all for today's hunt. Looking for and hunting from now on, it goes beyond the evening. Winter has short days and the part where you say that is tough.

Sink the bears that have finished draining blood into the river and start preparing for the camp. Firewood is also slightly dry in one day today. After raising enough flames, we're going to be free of smoke hell.

The sampling crew takes the weeds, and the hunting crew takes the birds home. Time is not that fast, so Bird Gala uses it to serve soup to the point where it can be served. Around leafy vegetable and bird dough soup, I guess.

He scolded the bird so quickly that he took out the rind that was loaded in the luggage car and brushed it with every fine cartilage, vanilla. This gobbled cartilage is also an accent.

Chop and mix some root vegetables as well. Mix flour at the end and connect.

The tent is ready, and everyone is heating up with a fire, while we talk about the holidays. Rossa's dressing doll story is still the most exciting. Was he ashamed of himself or did he lean over with an ending red tide?

He also bought some tools for party activities in town. She also bought about 4 additional lanterns. Now we can fight there even on the night trip. If I can see the goal right, I can think of a way to deal with it by magic. I appreciate the effort.

Everyone was purely impressed with the fact that they were growing little by little on top of each other.

It started to smell good from the gala around sundown, so I'm going to put in a larger round meat dough with a spoon. Every time you pop in, the scent of gala stock spreads around.

It sounds so cute. Fia is shy and scratching her head. Everyone laughed a lot. Eaters are the same. 'Agility' minutes, though, would also be responsible for more exercise than other humans.

The meat dough also boils and floats. Add the last chopped vanilla and simmer. Check the taste of the soup, adjust it with salt, dissolve the flour and thicken.

Divide it into cups and we'll all be in the car seat.

"It's been a long fight, and there was a bit of a danger, but the hunt for today is over. Thanks to everyone. Okay, let's eat."

When I say that, I include soup in my mouth. The good taste of bird stock and the thickness that seems to burn your mouth dance over your tongue. Chewing the meat dough, the bird's fat and gravy spurt up. Still got bird fat on it.

The sweetness of the fat combined with the aroma of vanilla is delicious. Gently warm - the most appreciated flavor in the winter cold.

Enjoy eating with Nico. Liz and I are both happy, but we are also happy to be able to surround ourselves and eat like this with our people. I just don't know if the fia eats too much and can't move.

"I felt like I saw it, it wasn't, but it was pretty big when I ate it, and I was in good shape - Super painful. Ka, I was caught off guard because it's been a long time since the leader's dinner."

I make the bird dough bigger, but that's what happens because I'm disappointed. I don't even know if you're as hungry as I am. Is that good because we have lots?

Other faces are laughing bitterly. Well, it's not your night's turn, so you'll be fine looking at more. I want you to digest slowly.

I went into the camp at my leisure today, so the bickering continues after cleaning up. Rossa has also become very familiar with the atmosphere. It's out in a good direction that we went to town together.

He says he's grown up, he must be aware of it. If you keep going like this, I won't be able to help you as my guardian.

Watching everyone in a smiling mood, unusual, Liz getting sweet with her head on her shoulder. Liz opens her mouth when she tries to turn around even though she doesn't put it on the table much during the party.

"That's a good party. It sounds like a hero."

I laugh bitterly at the thought that it's not a dialogue I tell people with communal disorders. It's the result of everyone trying to create a cozy place instead of saying I did something. I didn't do anything.

"It's not me. Everybody's amazing."

Answer that and stroke your head with your free hand.

January 5 went slowly past with such a warm atmosphere even in the cold.