Konjiki no Moji Tsukai (WN)

The summit had a large spring, as Anold put it.

The top, which is just shaped like a volcanic eruption, appears to have a great thickness in the center, where rainwater has accumulated and turned into a fountain.

Many rocks and stones were gobbling around, but trees and grass also grew more than I thought, forming natural places.

A peek into the fountain drains the liver a little into its transparency until it is beautiful. I think it's pretty much down to the bottom, but the bottom is clear.

And there were many creatures in such springs that seemed to be fish and crustaceans.

The size of the top of the mountain, which is like a circle, is definitely more than a hundred meters radius by sight. Something like a pretty big build-up of water, I guess.

"Osama, how do you get a cow crab?

Feels like I saw it. I don't have a monster, so I thought maybe it was at the bottom of the fountain or in the more central part, and I asked Anold how he would earn it.

"Mm-hmm. Actually, cowards are very timid. It rarely comes up on the surface."

"What? Then what? No way you're gonna dive in and earn it?

If so, I made up my mind to let him definitely go to Anold. But Anold shakes his head.

"Bovine crabs are good at fiction. Even professional fishermen. I doubt they'll find me diving."

"Then what are we gonna do?

"There... it's you, Hiiro!

"............ what?

Suddenly I was given a finger, so I was taken aback.

"You dive and ramble like an idiot. If you don't, they'll show up too! And keep it up, you'll catch it! Sounds like a plan! Ahahahahahaha!"

Whereas Anold says so naturally, the sun color makes blue muscles float around his forehead......,

"Ahaha...... hmm? Whoa, whoa, whoa, what's up? Come behind me, huh?

I kicked Anold's back as hard as I could.

"Wow!?

- Basha, ha, ha, ha!

Making a grand water noise, Anold dived from face to fountain.

"Uncle!?

Anold, with his face on the water, is coughing up whether he has drank quite a bit of water.

"Ho, ho, ho!? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

I'll throw my words at him as he looks down at him with a chilling glance.

"This was a commission for me, wasn't it, Osama?

"Uh... oh, well..."

You figured out what the sun color was trying to say, it makes me look like a bum.

"And yet, I'm the one who gets the prey? Am I the only one who works? You think there's such a consideration?

I can see the black aura from behind the goggles and sun colors.

"Hiiro...... Scary"

"Awww!

Both Winkaa and Muir look at the sun color and take a distance.

"Oh, no, I'm just kidding! So..."

Sure, if you can eat sun colors and delicious food, you can't use magic to capture them, but you didn't care about Anold's attitude.

So he also took it for granted to punish him a little, and thrust him into the fountain.

"Come on, find me."

"No, so like I said, I might not be able to see through the fiction..."

"Do something with temper. If we get violent, we'll figure it out, right?

"Oh, that's..."

"Or something? Are you going to eat what I got? Again, this is my fee, isn't it?

"Gu...... nooo...... oh already! All right, wow! Just wait till you get a lot of them!

Shouting so in a half-suffering mood, Anold swimmed to the center of the fountain.

"But come on! Uncle!

"Fight ~"

Anold, dropped off by the cheers of Muir and Winkaa and crying, went out in battle.

The day color was free, so I decided to check my "status". On his way here, he fought a few monsters and also used magic, so he decided it was better to check his current strength and magic.

Hiiro Okamura

Lv30

HP 387/545

MP 770/1200

EXP 2009

NEXT3980

ATK 198 (259)

DEF 150 (165)

AGI 280 (282)

HIT 149 (157)

INT 249 (253)

Magic Attribute None

"Magic" Letter Magic (Word Magic) (One Letter Liberation, Aerial Letter Liberation, Many (Heavy) Book (but) Liberation)

"Title" Involved Persons, Interworlds, Letter-users, Awakeners, Murderers, Imaginators, Monster Killers, Gourmet Bastards, Going Our Way

(Well, to this extent, we can even fight bovine opponents... Hmm?

There seems to be a slight increase in titles as well, but I found one word that bothered me. That's the word "multiple-write liberation."

(New ability......?

Click with your finger to find out and see the description.

"Multi-write Liberation" Consumption MP50

Can be written overlapping letters. Characters with a duration time that was originally activated once could not be written after that time, but could be written without having to wait for that effect time to expire. It is also possible to write the same characters continuously, creating various synergies depending on the characters. However, the effect of a character activated once is optional and cannot be cancelled.

(I see. Does that mean that some of the characters activated once before could not write a new one without waiting a minute once they were written, but they can be written continuously without waiting for it)

This is a convenient ability freed up. I'm going to need to try a lot.

I was happier than I thought the liberation of my abilities, and I couldn't help but unwittingly break my face.

"Uncle...... are you okay?

Muir was worried about Anold, who disappeared into the fountain, and he was looking to the center of the fountain.

"Well, the monsters here are on a novice level as well, and Osama would be fine"

"Ugh, yeah......"

Still doesn't change your uneasy look at me if I'm not convinced. So Muir's eyes see Winkaa staring at a point.

Muir, who thus had no choice but to worry all the time, heads nearby to see what she is doing.

"What are you doing, Mr. Wye?

Then we shut up and finger the ground wi. There...

"Hih!"

There was a Uneune and a moving insect. The appearance is blueworm. When I saw it, I accidentally ran cold on my back and Muir raised her voice.

"Hey, why are you looking at bugs, Mr. Wie?!

"Mmm... the movement is interesting"

".........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Muir, knowing that he had been staring at the bugs since earlier, thought that a person named Winkaa was someone with a unique atmosphere.

(hey, he's some kind of stranger...)

When Muir thought so, she moved full as she noticed something about the hairs like the antenna growing over her head. And herself, she looks up from the ground and looks at the fountain.

Ask her what Muir did to her, regardless of how she was concerned about it. Then I slowly poked my finger at the fountain.

"... Coming"

"Huh? Coming? What's coming... Huh!?

As Muir turned her gaze in the direction of her fingertips,

"Wow!

There was Anold swimming towards the Muirs with his arms moving in desperate shape. Behind it, moreover - there were countless silly crustaceans.

"Hi, Hiilohhhhhhh!

I also noticed the sun color on Anold's scream to keep track of things.

"Well, you've been good bait, Osama."

The one behind it would be the cow Anold said. Indeed, each and every one of them is very large. It is about the size of a human being. Plus I have a black and white patterned body like a cow.

Stand up softly and gently loosen your cheeks. That's the crab Anold admires too. When I think of it, the saliva is secreted excessively.

Anold is swimming all he can to feed the crabs, even though it distorts his face so much that he can't stand to see it anymore.

"Hi, Mr. Hiiro!

"Stay back, little one. It's hunting time from here."

"... help"

Wincah comes beside me with a spear.

"Naturally. If you want to eat, work."

"Mmm..."

And Anold slowly approached us.

"Puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Crawling out of the fountain, Anold comes beside the suncolors in the footsteps of the flirtatious, though severely disturbing breath.

"Thank you, Osama. I'll check it out, but you're a cow, aren't you?

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

I don't know what you're trying to say. He seems desperately trying to convey something, but he doesn't speak as well as if he's hyperventilating.

The sun color also looks at him with a twinkle of an eyebrow, perceiving that he wants to convey something. But in the meantime, the cows are approaching us.

And to my surprise, the bovines, who had originally come towards me in the flock, gather in one place further into the heart of the flock.

I get stunned that something amazing is happening right in front of me.

The cow that touched the cow that was at the center vanished its existence as if it had been absorbed.

Absorbed bovine animals have obviously become enormous.

(What... merged?

Yes, it was like a merger...... fusion. The cows become one after the other.

"Hey, what do you mean, Osama?"

"Ha-ha-ha......................................................................................................................................................................................................................."

To breathe, Anold takes a deep breath over and over again. And you finally settled down. Put your index finger up and point it at the bish cow crab.

"They do, they usually act alone, but if they get excited, yeah, they do, and they call their people to tailor the prey in front of them! Besides, at that time, he and the others made a simulation like that!

"Pseudomorphism? You think I'm a pseudomorphism?

Whatever you look at it, it just looks like fusion. But Anold says that every single one of the bovine crabs is good at the simulation of overlapping and making their bodies look bigger.

It's supposed to be one of the purposes of the fiction to do that and intimidate and chase away the enemy, but the cows in a state of excitement seem to be trying to join forces to defeat the day colors that are the enemy.

"No, I don't know where they are. Anyway, this is what happened when I rammed him around!

That must have gone awfully rampant already. I wondered if buying all this bovine rage even caused an explosion in the water.

"I see, well, it doesn't change the way you're gonna be, okay?"

"Mmm... knock it down and eat it"

Winkaa seems motivated too. The bovine crab that had become one had turned into a larger organism than a splendid two-story house.

The cow releases a tremendous stream of water from his mouth like a laser. And there's more than one of them.

"Muir!"

Anold leaves the scene with Muir in his arms.

But the sun color and the winkaa stare at the rays of water coming from the spot without moving. It was quite powerful.

"Don't you have to run?

"... not necessary"

I saw the faces of Chirali and Winkaa and my eyes opened naturally.

Until earlier, I thought it was a far cry from combat, but her atmosphere had changed gallantly.

Should I say intimidating...... Or hegemony? Anyway, I felt a unique powerful aura that the fighters had.

You mean Dada doesn't have a spear like that?

Deciding that she would be able to leave it alone, she quickly lodges and moves her magical powers at her fingertips. And point your finger at the water coming towards you.

The letter you wrote is the letter 'Prevention'. When activated, a wall of blue and white magic is created to cover the sun color. When the water hits that wall, the water is bounced and scattered around it.

And Winkaa said, when he waved with a spear pattern named "Princess Ten Thousand Sheng Bones," the short pattern stretched out in a noise with Kachankachan, turning quickly into the first long spear he saw.

Further rotate that over your head with a boom boom boom. A tremendous wind-cut sound makes me understand the intensity of the rotational force.

I threw the spinning "Princess Ten Thousand Sheng Bones" at the water flying in. Without losing the water momentum, the spear rather goes toward the bovine crab with more rotation and more water bouncing.

She flies toward the spear as she follows. And I shook the spear so fast that I couldn't even stop looking at it, wondering if I'd taken the passing spinning spear.

"Giggle!?

Brilliantly all the right leg of the bovine crab is slashed off. Whatever the scenario, the crabs that were in that part slash and tear their bodies and fall down screaming.

The same goes for the behavior that broke through without any fear for the water cannon, but the sun color of course was patting Anolds eyes on her strength to dimension the giant bovine crab in just one swing.

(Amazing... I can't believe you can do this...!

Moreover, there is no waste at all in the movement. It has enough atmosphere to attract the eye of the beholder. Even the sun color had blinded me to her streamlined movements.

How dare you, I was impressed that it was something that could move that much with such a small body.

"Ya do it...... wi guy!

"Ugh, yeah... that's amazing!

Anold and Muir have forgotten to blink and see. Winkaa descends staggeringly to the ground, slashing and tearing apart the fallen cows one after the other.

The blade held by Princess Wanshengbone will be more than forty centimeters across the blade. It was in a shaped shape with a sharp and beautiful blade that was not found in any blade breakage, etc.

"But that hyiro magic, what is it, alle? Attribute magic, isn't it? Unique magic?

"Uh... yes, is it?

Speaking of which, this is the first time I've seen the magic of the sun color straight. I was writing something like a letter I had never seen at my fingertips, but is it unique magic that I am?

"... here we go. All right! I'll hunt too. Muir will wait here."

"Huh? Ah............ yeah"

It's the usual style, but for some reason Muir ran a tickle and pain in his chest. Anold defeats the bovine crab as he wields the great sword.

It seemed so regrettable to see that both the sun color and the winkaa were doing what they could, and that they were the only outfits to watch like this.

The thought became more pronounced, especially when he drew the blood of the same beast man and saw the strength of the winkaa of a physique not so different from his own.

(I want to be strong too...)

But unfortunately, I didn't have the skills to fight. I had no experience. It's like you're the only one in this who feels like an excommunication. Muir.

Exactly. I don't think either the sun color or Anold thinks Muir is in the way, etc.

But you can't stay sweet in this position forever. Grasping her fist hard and looking at the three backs, she lodged behind that little chest her cutting desire to get into this one day, too.