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

Things are definitely going the totally unintentional way of going about Lithgues.

He is essentially a merchant, who has used threats and deception to hunt down opponents and ruin many.

But I've never had a hand in person.

I have never defiled my hands from Mizu with blood and stopped the roots of the Truth man's breath, not metaphors or exaggerated expressions.

It was a race I had never even thought about encountering in such a situation.

That's why I couldn't imagine what was happening right now.

Best Freds, who are overwhelmingly inferior to the numbers, are attacking from beyond, etc.

"Kick my ass eh!!"

Best Fred's anger was enough to stir up the Campbell adventurers he led.

Who can imagine him fighting ahead and beyond, which should be on the back as the head of management of the Mithrill mine.

Best Fred's rolling fists slap the ground.

Something I don't know is confusing. But that was also only the previous stage of an intense range attack.

"" Soil Flow Rupture "Huh!!"

Beat the ground with a fist with a thick aura.

The aura that permeates with the impact crushes the ground, and countless grains of soil and stone splash into an avalanche forward.

The confronting Chamber of Commerce and Campbell forces were to be properly sanded.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!? Whoa, whoa, whoa!?"

"Be careful! This dirt aura is shifting! If I take a decent bath, I take the damage."

Best Fred was a generalist aura user with two types of aptitudes: guard (guard) and hit (hit).

The little shield that makes the most of its aptitude also becomes a knuckle guard for fisting by attaching it to the front of the fist.

"Best Fred...!? Weren't you just a clerk?!?"

"There's not enough pre-investigation. Hey, Chancellor of the Chamber. It would be up to you guys to keep looking into the negotiators until they feel bad."

Best Fred with a glass of sarcasm.

When they hit each other with a small shield set in the right fist and a small shield also set in the left fist, a tall metal sound rang.

"I used to be a center guild director, but it's a big mistake if you think all the directors grew up in a good place, kid, and went up with money and connections, right? There's no such thing as a bee beating up and not being on the board experiencing an active adventurer. Like this me."

"Nah ah...!?"

At this point in time, Ritguez remembered a rumor he used to have in his ears.

You think the owner of a rare background of being on the board from an active adventurer beat up three eligible center guild directors with fury for whatever reason at one time?

All three damaged suffered serious injuries, such as jaw crushing or ruptured guts, and were forced to resign.

The director of the former adventurer, who is the perpetrator, said he was temporarily imprisoned, but only had to resign as director by special means of the president of the Center Guild, and was sent to a remote part of the country.

"Is that what...!?"

"I was still young then too......! Boy, the cheap provocation of the director was unbearable...!

Best Fred in Fighting Pose to show his fighting spirit.

"Let's wake up now the fist we've sealed since then. I'm still an A-level adventurer before I retire. Don't think you can do something about a C-grade elephant?"

Tensions run on Campbell's side with that declaration.

"You know what? I guess there's not a single Class A adventurer in the Campbell Street guild right now? It's a pitiful situation, considering the flow of human resources to the village of Lax. It's because people aren't raised the way they are."

Best Fred quickly rolls out his fists on the spot.

All he had to do was beat up a space with nothing, but for some reason a Campbell adventurer in a much further position rose his jaw and was blown away.

"Huh!? Huh... Huh!?"

"... right!? You suck, guys, watch out!!"

An adventurer with some experience in Campbell momentum screams.

"That Osama, he's pushing the air out with a fierce speed punch! That's hitting like a stone thrower, blowing away a remote opponent! You can't be alarmed because you've made a mistake!

"Well spotted. Are you a class B adventurer?

Campbell adventurers are blown away so much that Best Fred sticks out his fist.

"Small workmanship with the application of aura. Hit (hit) characteristics are not inherently suitable for distancing, but can increase flight distance to some extent by relying on air as a substitute. Plus, I have some aptitude for guards, so I can keep the aura tight for a short time."

That's how you fly the fixed air like a stone thrower at fist speed.

It hurts if you hit it, but it's not enough to cause fatal injuries. Because it depends on the obscure thing called air, it cannot exhibit the properties of an aura, which is exceptionally inferior in power compared to a regular long-range attack technique like "Rift Sky".

"That's a great move for restraint because it's not a deciding factor, but dozens and dozens of dozens are quick and few gaps. Remember."

As we have explained, the flying fists rolling out without a curtain enter into it of the Campbell Adventurers, confusing and scratching the formation.

It was also a problem to be invisible because we depended on the air for our expenses.

The only way to cope is to predict ballistics from Best Fred's fist movements, and no, but I have to concentrate to narrow my horizons.

"Now it's" Earthflow Rupture "duh!!"

"" "" Whoa, whoa, whoa!? ""

I just made him fully alert to distancing himself from fistfights, and all of a sudden he switches between dirt and sand attacks.

Campbell Momentum fell completely into the midst of Best Fred's surgery, who was a veteran adventurer.

"Now! Attack!"

"" "" "Yikes!!" ""

Under Best Fred's ordinance, mine-side adventurers wield their own weapons.

Campbell's side just gets kicked in the middle of a scratched assault without being able to handle it at all.

A sword to be swung down, a flying arrow, a swirling chained iron ball chopping the formation down a frightened Campbell adventurer.

"Heh, what are you idiots doing! Still a professional adventurer!? Can't you just get back on your feet and fight back!

"It's a gift for you too."

"Ahhh!?"

Best Fred's unleashed pneumatic fist hits Ritguez's chest.

The attack is heavy on an amateur who is not even protected by an aura, blowing around big, and at the end of the day throwing up something in his stomach.

"Give it to me. Eh! Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!?"

"Shit!? The Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce!? Gather them all! Protect the VIP. Yes!!"

There's no way Campbell Adventurers won't even protect their valued guests from the center.

The counterattack also falls behind and becomes a standing shield in front of Lithgues.

But that was also as calculated by veteran adventurers.

"Now! Retreat while the enemy is turning to defense!

"" "" Roger!! ""

He was brilliantly poked at the time when he turned down the offense to protect Lithgues.

Best Freds retreating sassy with waves pulling swiftly.

Campbell Momentum didn't even have time to 'wait'.

The professional appearance of the mine-side adventurers who carry out their instructions without delay after being commanded by a skilled Xuan.

"Did they..., run into the back of the mine...!?"

"It would be troublesome if they stood up..., are you okay, Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce?

Litoges held up from the Campbell Adventurers and managed to rise.

But the expression was full of discomfort and frustration.

"What are you doing, moron! Follow them! Get them all and bring them before me!!"

"Well, even if they say so......! This is their home. The interests of the land are beyond……!?"

Says one of the Campbell Adventurers who shows signs of experience.

"We have no idea the terrain here, and we can't prevent it if it's even ambushed. We have to proceed with caution......!

"What a long time! What do you think I brought you all here for? Why don't we just push ahead with one or two sacrifices?!?"

Litoges couldn't come here and suppress his feelings of jerkiness.

His calculations weren't supposed to put him in this situation.

He is a person who thinks of himself as his opponent.

If you showed an overwhelming disadvantage, you understood that resistance was pointless, and you weren't supposed to surrender from the mire?

But the anticipation comes off perfectly and into a muddy turmoil.

I didn't expect the opponent to fight thoroughly without hating his own death.

Litoges, who could not have anticipated that at all.

He had first-rate brains as a merchant and had never prefaced and removed price fluctuations and fashion shifts.

But those and the determination of the men who crept through the training ground were separate.

He had an area he didn't know, and it was the beginning of a mistake to think it was as presumptible as a daily money account.

"What to do...!? What to do...!?"

Lithoguez spinning his head even more now.

Anyway, we must not remain in total collision.

I know that the Chamber of Commerce will never win the Adventurer Guild if it becomes an armed protest.

So we should definitely have left room for negotiation.

causing the Chamber of Commerce to acknowledge its participation in the operation of the Mithrill Mine in a collapsed manner in the negotiations;

Because that's the big deal this time.

Even if the scene runs ahead and resists, there will be someone up there who understands the story.

By the time they come out, here's what you should be prepared for...

"All right, everyone follow the enemy. On top of the numbers, this one's in my favor. If we spread out and surround ourselves, we'll catch up."

"... you're not withdrawing, are you?

"Naturally!... and then you capture your enemies without killing them"

"Huh!?"

It was an essential measure to keep the negotiations going.

Even if there was someone upstairs, no matter how discerning the story was, it would be a negotiated breakdown if we had a dead man in Isakoza.

There will no longer be but a total war between the Chamber of Commerce and the Adventurer's Guild.

That's about it. It was the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, Ritguez.

"I don't care if you don't kill me, don't even let me get hurt if you can. It would be ideal if it were intact."

"It's so lame! He's a professional adventurer and a fighter melamera! There's even an A-level adventurer, even though he's retired! I can't believe you're intact like that...!?"

"Obey annoying orders! I'm keeping instructions from the mayor at your place! I will not allow you to defy me!!"

There are several reasons why things end up failing.

One of them was to scratch the action on the ground for political reasons and doings.