Kaiko Sareta Ankoku Heishi (30-dai) no Slow na Second Life

That's why I came.

Go to the center guild.

"Wow! Go for the center guild!!"

"Gran's been here once before, huh?

I couldn't help but remember because I wasn't mindful back then.

The Brave Selection Battle is naturally played in the Center Guild.

So my son Gran was also to come to the center guild.

Well, it would be tolerable enough to think of it as making memories of when you were little.

Marika stayed in the village because she has a fourth person in her stomach and takes care of the other children.

Me and Gran, we're going out together.

Even in front of the main entrance to the center guild headquarters, where we stand now, there were a number of people standing somewhat tight.

Seeing as everyone enters the center guild as a sake going back to the river, I guess he's a participant in the Brave Selection.

Brave man, if you're to be chosen backwards, you have to be at least an A-level adventurer.

My six-year-old fights with each other in that.

I'm not talking about worries...!?

"Gran-kun, I knew you wouldn't go home? The center guild. It's a good memory to see, isn't it?

"What? It's still the entrance! If you don't make it to the tournament and become a brave man, you can go home!!"

He's a wonderful son.

The young, hopeful Gran was full of dreams of becoming a brave man.

"Well, are you going to be in the selection game too?

'Nooooooooo' and such shadows.

If anything, there was a giant man standing behind us looking up.

"It's easy to play with children, isn't it? You're licking the brave, aren't you?

"No, I'm not the one competing...!?"

He's my son?

Well, is it still more common sense for Osama with children to challenge the brave than for a six-year-old?

"Forty Osama, who passed the platter as an adventurer from what I saw, came to show his children the good part? When you stop. On the contrary, disgrace in front of children?

A giant man who gets tangled up in the wrong way.

Oh, and another mistake. I'm still in my critical thirties, not my forties.

"I'm the new brave one. This most powerful adventurer, Master Irvini, has become a brave man, and now it is time to defeat the sorrow of the human race, the Demon King!! You, Osama, will not stand in the way, it is just a waste of time. Just go back to the country."

"Dad..."

My breath, Gran, says with the unique innocence of a child.

"Why does this Odishan look great when he's weak?

"What are you doing?"

Big man responding to the surface.

My child doesn't keep in his mouth what he thought was just a child.

"You kid! What are you talking about now? You think I'm weak for the brave Arbini of the future?

Gran is only intensely talented so far.

Gacita, they, the grandfathers, can also help you grow up surrounded by mighty powers and guess their power just by looking at them once more.

As a matter of fact, my visibility is pretty much the same as mine.

"Fucking busy kid! There are good things to say and bad things to say because you're a kid! Do you want to see it hurt!!"

And a big man can't grow up.

I held back because I was reaching all the way for Gran. You can't just not move as a father.

"Get out of my way, motherfucker! You're gonna give that son of a bitch a hard time!

"Don't be so mad at me. That's what the kid said. Why don't you just listen to me?

"No, you can't miss asking! I'm going to be a brave man and defeat the Demon King! I can't forgive you for saying I'm weak!

You're a narrow brother.

It is also troublesome for our child to say exactly what he thinks.

I have to go after them and teach them to keep quiet that corners stand.

"If I tell you the truth, you can't."

"Hey Temee!

The big man is getting angry more and more.

"What does it mean to be true? You mean I'm weak? Both parents and children lick...!

Big man, I pulled out my weapon.

It was a thick battle axe.

"It's in front of an important brave selection party, but you can't be so insulted and back off! If you want to sell a fight, buy it. Ah! Parents and children die together. YEAH YEAH!!"

Axe to be swung down.

That had an aura of slash (slash) and hit (hit) mixed in a ratio of about 3: 2, but not at all a threat in total quantity.

I was able to keep the unintelligible aura together in my body and prevent enough axe already.

"What?!?"

Amazing big man.

"What a blow to my body!? I bare my hands to prevent an axe from crushing rocks!?"

"Bare hands are a misperception. What makes sense in this case is overwhelmingly the quality and quantity of the aura."

The battle between adventurers is decided by aura.

Slash defense, how well to operate an aura of four traits.

And the amount of aura.

That will be the primary factor in determining wins and losses.

"In this case, the amount of aura between me and you is too different. At a level where there's nothing wrong with a weapon or bare hands."

At first glance, I knew that Big Man's total aura was far below mine, and below Gacita and Zester.

I guess even my brother-in-law Lubeke can beat him.

I can't believe a class A adventurer is inferior to a class B adventurer.

Didn't you do something wrong with the exam?

"Oh no... my aura power is lower than this osan...!?"

I shudder with a crocodile.

It helps to be honest, but with so much mental power to be stunned by this degree of pointing, it's still hard to be a brave man.

"... no! How overwhelming! I will always be a brave man! Like that Aranzil!!"

But it's not clean.

I wish I could. You try to challenge me again by stirring up Mizu.

I could have apologized to Texto and sent him, but somehow I have a son in front of me.

I can't help but look unusual in front of my son.

I'm gonna bump you out.

"When you stop."

But it was stopped.

A big man comes from behind, someone else grabs him.

That alone stopped the big man's limbs as if they had frozen in an instant.

"If you want to be a brave man, make sure you know who you're going to stick with. You're the enemy."

"Whoa!? Temee is...!?"

Looking back and identifying the person who stopped himself, and the amazing big man.

Some kind of celebrity?

The new appearance was of a skilled style man who seemed to be around over thirty.

Neither a special giant nor a flashy figure, but the clutter sign is clearly different from the others'.

Quiet but heavy from the stand-up. Now I can see at a glance that it's hand smelting. Will he be competing in the Brave Men's Choice, too?

"... Lord Dariel of Lax Village, right?

"Oh yes...!?"

Spoken to by a master-style man.

"It's an honor to meet you. Today's Brave Men's Choice, there's a lot of tension between you and me."

"No, I'm not the one competing...!?"

"Everyone knows the great brave Aranzil. As his real son, he inherits his talents in colour and is rumored to be no less powerful than his father. That's you."

Next to the conversation, 'Shh!?' said a dirty scream.

"Co? He's...!? No, he's Aranzil's child!? He's...!?"

He was a big man with an axe.

Master with a sharp gaze at the big man......

"The power of the opponent cannot be inferred. The immature. If you are as powerful as he is, you should be wary of standing alone even if you don't know the nature of being a hero."

"You... ugh!?"

"There is not a single thing in 10,000, such as stupidity being chosen by the brave. You're going back to the country without shame."

It was a harsh mouthful.

Master style man, turn to me again.

"Excuse me. My name is Kamikazo and I am a Class A adventurer from the city of Joshua. I am truly proud to be at the same selection party as the son of the brave man."

"Ha...!?"

"In this battle we will challenge you with the intention of borrowing your breasts. It will be up to you to be chosen as a brave man, but let's squeeze all our strength to the end."

Shaking his hand gently, Kamikazo and he left behind the center guild.

I can hear Hisohiso around me saying, "Son of Aranzil...!?", "You've got a hell of a guy coming...!?", "Isn't that decided by the winner...!?"

I don't play, but I didn't have the time to say it.

On the other hand, my son Gran, who watches the whole thing beside me...

"Dad, that's cool...!!"

and though it was a pleasure to send an enviable glance.