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

"Huh...... Tough..."

With his buttocks on, he puts them on a sigh and exhales the remnants of the tension. Everyone else comes in and looks like they really knocked him out.

"Thank you, Rosa."

Speaking so, he smiles like a soldier and rushes towards the dollar.

The size of the ramia was large, it is slowly disappearing, but the chest, the area where the arrows were pierced remains. It also blurs, sounding Karan and the arrow falls into the cobblestone. Seeing it, the moment I finally get the feeling of defeating it, a hint of light gathers up again.

"Also...... do you want to sit on the artifact?

Lina stands on her knees, trying to get up somehow, screaming. Ha, I think you behaved like some other HR. So much so that his opponent with Lamia shredded his spirit. It's beyond the range of opponents you can fight in training. This is definitely not considered opponent in this number. The correct would be a tactic that slowly shreds the opponent's health and stabs him in the stop while rotating in more numbers and prolonged.

With that in mind, wait for the running of light to go away.

"Shield...?

I squeal like I said by accident, as Fia stares. The chat runs out again, picking up the plate. So there's a trap...

"The Big Shield of Shock...... yes it is. That's a shield that absorbs the magic around you when you push it out when it's attacked and returns the impact to the target. It looks like a shield used by people used to shield bashes."

While Chat looked at the plate, he was talking, but there was only one person everyone stared at.

"Do you want to sit down?

When Lina whines a little confused, everyone nods yeah yeah. Lina takes the big shield, feeling a little scary. In the middle of an elaborate and graceful emerge is carved a face that makes you feel a fierce cry of emotion that is neither angry nor mournful. Looking around, thinking you're going to be stoned watching, he's still a little scared.

"Mmm. Want to try it? I broke my spear when I was in Auga, so you should try it."

If I tell you so, will everyone be interested, or will a circle be formed? Ha and even as I sigh, Lina puts down her usual big shield and takes the artifact in her hand.

"Anytime. I'll sit down."

To match that voice, put up a spear. The moment the temper flashes, poking with all its strength, the shield is pushed out with Lina's hand, and the moment the tip touches the shield, it begins straight back to the top with the unusual feeling of Baggin. He was slightly upward, so I guess the shock escaped up, but when he was stopped at the core and the shock came straight back, the spear seemed more likely to break.

"Wow...... My hand stings...... This is nasty. I just can't believe you're protected by a big shield, but if you can take it, you can keep taking damage. Especially if it's a blunt instrument."

When I tell you that, Liz and Dollar make a little face.

"Don't sit here feeling nothing... The shock is also mitigated when it hits you... And don't sit around with this immeasurable value."

When Lina says in a sigh mix, everyone snorts too. Hmm, I wonder what I'm going to do with it, wondering if I should get so much stuff. I need to rest because I've worn out quite a bit. Rest till lunch and break like this. I wonder if it's next, the dollar is approaching.

"The same goes for Lina and Liz's armor, but they distorted everything when they got wrapped up. There's no obstacle to movement, but it's a lot of chatter."

Thinking about it, I heard the iron touch sometime when the dollar approached me. Were you influenced even at such a moment... It's good to be able to process it early.

"What do we do? If the problem is going to get bigger, I'll pull it off. You've already earned your reward, and you can try again in the day."

When I ask the dollar, I think a little bit.

"No. It's because I'm making it a mess, to the point of just letting it out in the summer and swelling and chattering. It's deaf, and it sounds round to the enemy, but there's no problem with the movement. We should keep going."

When the dollar says, Liz and Lina nod too.

"Okay. Well, a little early, but at lunch, let's take a longer break and move on. I guess I'm done for the next day. Any more streaks are going to cause problems due to lack of attention."

That said, I started preparing my meals. The dollar feels like saying the best it can in the meantime, fine-tuning the armor of the three.

It's a corner, so I also broil the jerky I brought in apart from the soup, make it feel a little extravagant, and enjoy lunch. But I'm afraid of inflation of enemy strength. From the goblins, it feels like Ramia or something. Horrible next. I wouldn't be surprised if a dragon came out.

Lipop will be fine, but just in case it's your turn to take turns, take a nap and restore your health. Get the dollar to sleep too in the last order. In time, about a little around sixteen o'clock, everyone wakes up, exercises gently and rewarms their bodies.

"Well, let's move on..."

That's what I said, I start walking, but I can still hear you say the chatter has been reduced from the three armors. I really wish I didn't have a problem with it, but I follow after Lot's serious look.

After a short walk, there are still abrupt signs......

"I'm still here. This is also... a sign you don't know. But I think it's a pretty big subject."

Everyone turns their expression into something serious. That's all I struggled with in Lamia. What's next, can you win, is the damage an injury, or are you sorry for the injury? Pale anxiety and emotions swinging in the narrow of temper can be seen in hand.

"If not, let's pull. You don't have to risk your life. Even though the injury will heal, I don't want you to bear it as much as you can. So I want you to follow my instructions."

That's what I told him, and when I approached him closely, I could see him. That irony makes me laugh out of place, too. That's a labyrinth, isn't it? It's going to come out. Bullhead musculoskeletal giant. Its body is exuberant in its ideal form, not to mention the sculpture of the Greek god statue. Personally, I feel like it would be quicker to compare it to King Jen or something. He's about four meters tall.

The opponent is Minotaur. It's a world without me-nose, so I don't know what to call it, but should I even call it a cowman?

"More than an orga, that sounds pretty tight..."

Lot tells with a little sigh.

"That's muscularly uplifting by the knee, and the blade won't work..."

Minotaur, who hasn't noticed this one yet. We'll all work out how to attack the cowman. But no one says they will pull, and they want to fight with all their might. I want to reward this thought. With that in mind, we wrap up the story and bring back the weapon.

Come on, I guess the time has come to give it all its strength.