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

Also, if you proceed with caution, there are abrupt signs.

"This is... You look like an oak. There are eight of them."

"As for the flow, I guess I'm with the goblins earlier. Don't fail to pay attention because it is possible that you will be using powerful magic. Fia wants you to see how it goes and then jump out. If you have an opponent who doesn't move behind you, blow it up with wind sorcery to disrupt your concentration, or target your face with earthly sorcery. I'm going to kill you. Liz, Dollar and Lina greet the wall. Lot is forward, Tiana is rear confirmation. Rossa doesn't mind shooting if her chat opponent is frightened, because if she can handle the one who uses magic anyway, there's no chance of injury. Attack me while I talk to Chat. I'm out front with Liz and the others. That's the basic policy."

If I tell you so, everyone's snort returns, so I'll keep regrouping and twisting. If you think your opponent is looking pale, you see an oak in stone spear in crude leather armor. Considering the orc gear we've been attacking before, it's pretty poor. The leather armor coverage is minimal, and there is no heavy duty. I don't even have an iron spear. I don't know, in the corner of my thoughts, I move on. Did they notice this one too, it starts to move variantly, but it looks more like a formation than it is, it just kind of clumps together......

"Bye Liz, Dollar, Lina, get out!!

When I give the instructions, the three of them feel fast-paced, with a slip of foot. Come forward. Pittari, me and Fia stick up behind it. Chat and Rossa are obliquely rearward and slightly distant overlooking each other, and the lot is behind us and Tiana is largely rearward monitoring if anything comes from the goblins.

Five oaks pop up as if they lost the pressure of the three approaching.

"Chat, look here. Right, Rossa's in the middle, I'll drop the left. Do it!!

I don't know if he's a command tower or a magician, but he strikes out the most compressed rubble (crushed) of wind magic with the first must-win. If you think a bowgun arrow has grown in the chest of the middle oak the moment the left rear oak's face explodes without aiming too far, you fall down louder and louder in the rear. The other one also falls backwards as he eats a stone the size of a fist in the middle of his face if he thinks he's disfigured, stirred by a strong breeze from the lower side. Can you stop it later unless you feel signs of magic purification? For a moment I thought so, three avant-garde people hit it with a shield while drawing a slightly wider two-sided triangle. Hit the other side of the spear low with momentum that is likely to make a sound with Don, and float the other three into space. Seeing it, me and Fia stab each other with a spear and sword as the other two frightened but managed to bypass the wall.

Fia stays put. Come on. Run along and go stab the chat opponent as well. Looking to the side, three oaks with three avant-garde blunt weapons with a fallen head, already rolled, and when I put my face back to the front, I scratch my neck with a hurricane (gufu) as it was. Seeing me turn myself forward with remorse, I send an end wave signal. Likewise this time, the oaks fluttered away the moment they thought they were doomed.

"Everyone should have moved better. There is no problem with collaboration. Stop the fia as it is, thanks. Take a break and see if the opponent here springs up again and go back to the goblin location earlier. So if nothing comes out, let's move on with a minimum break in the future"

Tell him so, and I'll start preparing tea. Everyone is diving into a blanket and resting their bodies, and Lot, Tiana and Rossa are taking turns talking to me and hitting my guard.

But the probability of a trial theory has risen considerably. Earlier goblins had too poor skill composition, but the avant-garde oak that stabbed him earlier had one-handed sword skills besides spears. It's odd that you can't get that from a 'win' teacher. "One-Handed Swordsmanship" is 0.01, so it definitely should have been integrated at all.

Fluffiness and herbal aromas drift around, receiving cups and pouring them one after the other. I make sandy mountains and collisions with earthly sorcery where I leave my little room and hide. It would be time to hold urine, potty. When I told him that, the women discussed it and hid at the end of the wall in turn. If I had rested at this rate, there would be no excessive return.

"When the next room is over, supper maybe"

About 15 o'clock in time. It will be around seventeen o'clock when the next room is finished. While resting, confirm the lipop.

"Chat, any sign of a trap?

"I don't feel it"

"Is this what other dungeons look like?

"No. The enemy is the majority of demons who have dived in instead of their dwellings, and the majority are decaying into traps from near the entrance. If you get out of there, untying the trap is the main response. I've never seen a strange dungeon before."

Hmmm...... Is it special after all? Honestly, it feels like they're going to stick with me when they say it's some kind of game. I definitely think God is making a halfway diversion of his knowledge of dungeon-based games. There's just no floors that go around on their own, no vicious gushes, but they don't stick.

Like that, an hour or so has passed, so I clean up and move on again. Walking the same distance, another sign of something. But this...

"I feel a big sign... about three bodies... That's your first opponent."

I can only tell it's something pretty big. I can't fit in, the formation is the same, after the basic chat collapses in the wind, the avant-garde hits me, and the middle guard and the rear guard say stop, so I finish the operation meeting and move. Ahead, a giant over two metres tall with about thirty centimetres of horns growing. The hand is gripped with a martial bone stick like a tree sharpened.

"Auga...... is it"

Lot squeaks.

"That's enough. Regarding this stick, I can't pull out the heavy mount, but the shock should come in. A little tough, but good luck."

Tell him so, and I'll give him instructions to move forward. By the time the three of them gradually accelerate with a slip of foot, as they did earlier, and the other one notices this one and raises a voice of intimidation, the three of them on speed set up a bump. As for the oak, it blew up, but when Auga raises her voice like she pushed him to death, she reawakens her lowered upper body.

"I'll hold you back, you're full!!

I can hear the dollar scream. I'm glad I didn't have to be the wingman to deal with this on the flat. With that in mind, I give instructions to Fia.

"It will be difficult to attack because of the high neck. Aim behind your knees, kill your feet. Rossa first and foremost..."

The moment I scream like that, an arrow grows along with the sound of a zud on the chest of an orga in the middle. An aug falls back, with the face of incredibility after leaning slightly backwards. Liz and Lina stick to the other one, and the dollar sticks to the other. Slightly down, you start to wiggle this stick, but you can hear the dull sound of a hell of a weight coming from the shield.

"Fia, I'll leave the dollar to you!!

That's how I scream, and I bend under this storm of sticks reminiscent of a typhoon and turn around backwards. Hover moves in to pierce the back of his knee with a spear, poking at him in the throat. It is full because it aims at the joints because it prevents meat like thick tires from passing through the blade regardless of the upper or lower body. In the previous one, Liz and Lina are working together to try to contain this stick with a shield, but the momentum that has gone down remains intact, with a repetition of a stinger in return, and struggling. Blink, when you charge a few degrees in the first place, you notice the pain or the orga turns here.

"Now!!

The moment I scream, I hug Liz to such a stick as to hold her in. When Lina drags it down, the orga crawls to the ground with every stick. Aiming for it, he floats with a flutter and a hover, and with the momentum of a fall and a hover, he protrudes with the momentum of a penetration. If you think the bitter squeal leaked from the orga, you can hear a fierce scream even beside you.

"Liz, Lina, smash your head!!

I give the instructions, and I look to the side, and Fia cuts off both knees of the orga, making me kneel. The dollar holds it down and smashes his head with a mace. This one leaves it to Liz and Lina to try to regain their posture with one of their living legs, and once again, flip into the universe and sew away any remaining knees in a sudden descent. You were frightened by the pain or you missed your torso, and the moment you opened your mouth to the shapes of screams, Liz's blow, and Lina's blow went in, your head dipped and fell slowly. The moment it flutters and disappears, exhales a long, howling breath.

"You don't want to turn this on your enemies. At least I don't like small numbers."

So whining, I get up. The tip of the spear ate the floor as it pierced, and it was uglier and curved ahead. When I give it to the dollar, it shakes my head. Ha, I'm glad I brought another spare bottle. Light gradually begins to gather in the center of the room as everyone gathers and the relieved air flows.