Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"Hehe. Hehe hehe..."

"It's not sloppy, Ceci. Heh, heh."

"Even Kurt is laughing. So uuuuuuuuuuu."

"It's not as bad as Ceci's. Besides, I can't help it."

"Right, right"

And also, the two of them smile sloppily "hehe hehe".

Colorful coins and gems spilled out of the bag were stacked on the table.

Most of the copper coins, and I can't say the quality of the gems is good. Still, it's a lot of money I've never even seen for them. Nature and cheeks were unstoppable.

Larsia rented it, a room in a public and private building.

"NextWalkers", which had lifted to Blau Village with exasperation, was sorting the treasures of Black Tenryu "Black Sky Dragon" in Larsia's room.

It's not a good idea to show off your treasures, no matter how many villages you've spent since you were a kid.

That was a rational decision, but I shouldn't have gone further.

Despite the total setting of the sun, the work has not progressed as late.

First of all, just looking at the treasure like this, not a short time had passed. From the edge, it's only suspicious.

"Ha. Ceci, it's time to make a serious distinction or it won't be over."

"Oh, yeah. Good luck, Kurt."

"Ceci's gonna do it too!

Repeat this exchange several times......

Should I finally say, this time really, Kurt and Cecil trying to choose between gems and coins and crafts.

"This jewel is sparkling and beautiful."

"You like it? So, you want to keep that without selling it?

"Huh? Why?

"... yes"

There is no lower heart. It was a totally cordial suggestion, and I said, "What are you talking about that I don't understand?" It was denied.

What a girl thinks, I don't know.

While feeling unreasonable, Kurt collects copper coins first.

Cecil, on the other hand, is moving his crafts and jewels to his disposal. Perhaps you're choosing something that looks expensive from her eyes. Even if I took one of the confirmation tasks, my personality appeared well.

"Maybe I don't need Ceci, but for one thing, shall I give it to my aunt?

"To your mother? If you do that, you'll lose your hips."

"... if you ask me, I do wonder"

Kurt sighs as he looks at the brooch at Cecil's disposal.

Brooch about 3 cm in diameter with emerald at the centre. Naturally, it's not a magic device (magic item) or anything, but the fine workmanship is fine and the quality of the gem itself is good.

That's right, a collection of dragons, albeit young. With one of these brooches, I would do 50 gold coins.

And when it comes to 50 gold coins, it is also comparable to the annual income of poor farmers on this northern periphery. If you were given such an accessory as a pong, you'd be surprised and worried before you'd be happy.

"It's not just about our mother. Even Sister Phyllis must be."

"Rather than be surprised, Sister Phyllis is going to be mad at me to keep it without wasting it..."

Phyllis was the daughter of the village chief in the village of Blau, as well as the sister precious portion of Kurt and Cecil. That's a horrible little sister, too. No one can resist Phyllis at the same age, whether he is an Inn Star (Faithspinner) or not.

Especially since Kurt, who was an orphan, grew up sisterly in the village chief's house - just like the actual sister-brother relationship - obedience was imprinted in the instinct part.

My brother can never beat my sister.

There are other boys in the village chief, but Phyllis is seen as the next village chief because he is sick and weak. You will see how she is a lady jewel from the next generation and from where there is no particular disagreement.

It looks like a simple village girl.

"Well, even sugar depends on Mr. Orstance"

"Sugar!

To Kurt's suggestion, Cecil shines her eyes with her hands up.

The border, at the end of the north, sugar is also worth as much as gold. It is a luxury that cannot be spoken of unless it is an event like the Harvest Festival.

"If it's sugar, it won't rot, and there's no other use for it, 'I'll take it because I can't help it, but think about it and use it properly,' I think it should be enough to say a novel."

"Hahaha. Kurt, it was similar now."

"I guess...... Don't tell Sister Phyllis, okay? be folded…"

"Until then, keep it a secret."

"When is that!?"

Larsia had heard the conversation between the two as she glanced over the encyclopedia Magic Item Compendium beside her.

Still, I know exactly what the story is about. If you become a bandit (Rogue) as good as Larsia, you do it for granted, such as multitasking.

Even if I feel really good about the interaction where I can't feel any evil.

(Sort of. Sugar was a luxury.)

Larsia flirted with emotion as she turned the page of the encyclopedia Magic Items Compendium.

Monetary sensation isn't crazy, but talked about a few to dozen pieces of gold, even though it's expensive. Cheaper than the lowest level of magic equipment (magic items).

At that price, it doesn't feel the same as buying and eating at a stall.

Besides, it should also be remembered that the concept of valuables and luxuries is disappearing in Larsian consciousness since the start of a deal with a planet so rich in supplies that it is insane.

(Reasonable enough to make a fuss about Earth treats)

If you're that happy, I wish I had brought more, Larsia, in complete goodwill. If I even had a pot with infinite gushing sugar, I'd be giving it away.

Totally, out of goodwill.

But that's just Larsia doesn't have it either. Infinitely if it's water or alcohol - but only a certain amount every day - there are magic items that spring up.

(Next time, I'll have Yut make it)

If Yut says no, I don't mind Vainamarinen. Kurt and Cecil will surely be pleased.

"This gold coin has a slightly different shape."

"Oh. It's a gold coin from the time of the unified kingdom. The gold content is kept the same all the time, so the value is almost the same."

"Huh."

I guess I didn't ask for that much commentary. Cecil listens to Kurt's description from right to left. Gold coins are gold coins, so it's only natural that they have the same value.

"Ah, the bronze statue of the dragon came out."

"It's not copper, it's silver, no matter what you think."

"The dragon, the dragon doll."

In Cecil, neither copper nor silver seems to be very different. More than that, he seemed to find the part where the dragon had a statue of the dragon interesting.

Even Cecil used to have a doll... and I don't think Kurt would talk about it. Because if you do that, you're going to dig up to the past when you were chained up as a mother in a whole childhood.

"It's heavier than it looks."

Cecil snapped as she welcomed the silver dragon statue over her hands.

"So it's because it's silver. It's no match for gold, but it should be heavier than iron or copper."

"Huh. Oh, there's something like a dice coming out."

"Oh. This is an ivory, I guess."

Crushed like Kurt was impressed as he picked one up at his fingertips.

Besides the regular dice - hexahedrons - they seem to be set in six tetrahedrons, octahedrons, decahedrons, decahedrons, and twenty hedrons.

Ivory dice is moist and lightly tamed to your hands. I just wasn't sure what to use other than normal dice.

"This dice is gonna hurt when I step on it."

Cecil shared her thoughts as she took a serious look at the tetrahedral dice. In the first place, what side would you see the numbers on?

Thus, we exchange opinions that we should observe each and every one of them, so we still don't move on.

And there are no stoppers either because Larsia, who is supposed to direct and teach, is passionate about the encyclopedia Magic Item Compendium.

Besides, I doubt Larsia was going to stop it.

"Uhihi. This is going to sell pretty high."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no But if you collect it all, it's going to be a lot of money..."

"Uh-huh."

"haha"

Students with loose expressions, without shards of tension. I wondered if I could help that, too, and Larsia smiled bitterly, with her gaze from the top - her gaze from the bottom.

In the end, the tally ended after it was usually time to be asleep for the long haul.

"Uh-huh. More or less, but about 500 pieces of gold in all..."

"It's Hiru."

As soon as I heard the result, Cecil shone a paaaaaaaaaa look and even played a lousy whistle.

"If that's all I have, I can play and live my whole life!

"I guess I can't do that. Well, it's a lot of money."

Still, a few years doesn't translate into living without anything. To much more money than he thought, Cecil jumps up on the spot to express his joy.

"We've got plenty of Universal Catalysts, and we can buy magic weapons!

"Right. I guess I don't have to put my hands on this treasure."

Ice Column Giant Elephant (Isicle Mammoth). And Black Tenryu "Black Sky Dragon". The rewards are huge as you continue to fight strong enemies.

Enough to reach the magical weapon I've been eyeing for a long time.

"Besides, our goal isn't to make a lot of money and live a good life, is it?

"Well, I had a purpose."

"Wow."

Not that I forgot, but Larsia, who was unconscious, asked me, Kurt so surprised that I was about to fall out of the chair. Then I come to the next development and turn my face bright red.

"Ceci, stop"

"Sure, Mr. O'Shaw. We have such a dirty purpose!

Cecil proclaimed magnificently, pointing to the sky, not asking about the Kurt's suppression or anything else. I don't feel wise, but my thoughts are real.

"Now swallowed up by the chaos of the source, we reclaim the northern polar star Tuban, home of Kurt. This is the purpose of our Nexus Walkers formation!

"No, because you really don't know I was born in Tuban, do you?

"There can't be people who come all the way from the south and leave their children behind."

"That's, well, yeah..."

Kurt, an orphan, was protected in the woods near this village of Blau around the age of three. In a state where you don't know anything but your name and age. I didn't have anything to identify myself with.

If you just throw away the child, you can't come all the way to the dangerous north end. Whatever the circumstances, we just have to do something about it on the land.

So, I'm originally from the north more, and I'm inevitable to be chased by the chaos of the source... is more appropriate for reason. At least, that's what Cecil was thinking.

Also, Larsia didn't know that much, but until more than a decade ago, the northern limit of mankind in The World of Dragon Iron (Al Tierra) was a little further away.

At its center, the doomsday capital, the northern polar star Tuban. It was not that Cecil's story was unfounded or unfounded because of the near time of doom and the discovery of Kurt.

"Hey, it's not okay. It has a fine purpose. Like us, it's better than saving the world."

"Saving the world... If it's compared to that, it's just..."

Save the world.

Simply put in one bite, how difficult that is. Kurt could only imagine the bard singing hero Tan (saga).

At the same time, if Larsia is going to say it, I don't want to believe it. If even a dragon that shoots through heaven can't be a teacher that falls in one blow, to what else does that come true?

"More than that, Doctor. When's the next drill?

"Mm-hmm. Next..."

As a lot, Larsia wanders her gaze.

But what was uttered was an unexpected word.

"I don't think there's anything more I can teach you."

"... eh"

"Yep!?"

After pronouncing words similar to exhalation, Kurt pressed silently with a face as if he had swallowed even lead, and Cecil exposed her surprise to the minute of that Kurt.

But although I think it's sudden and bad, I think I did more or less what I wanted to do. Besides, we can't stay in "The World of Dragon Iron" (this way) forever.

"Because already, we both remember to work together. I also taught you how to deal with strong enemies. And then, I think you should grow up on your own.

…………

…………

"No, no. Even if they look at me like that abandoned puppy"

If I dump the puppy, Yut will kill me. Yut when the dog is involved, there is no forgiveness. Because even the longest acorn I've known doesn't step in there.

"Oh, please, with this money."

"I don't need it! I mean, what do you think about me?!?"

"There's no one with bad money."

"That's right!? No, there's something more important than money! Built in front of it!"

Cecil pleads in a position close to the dugout as she pushes the treasure piled up on the table with her hands like a casino chip. Very bad hearing.

Nor is it usually useless to say goodbye to Cecil.

That's Larsia, too, couldn't poke around staring at them like that. Plus, he seemed to admire me more than I thought, and I'm glad.

"Okay, okay. Let's say the final exam is next. When we're done, shall we even have a banquet here? Of course, with my treat."

"I did it! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Final exam……. I'll try."

Breaking up is hard, but that's Cecil looking forward to the treat.

Last, so Kurt to absorb and repay as much as possible.

And I've decided on a candidate for my next assignment, so I'll take it lightly, Larsia.

With the thoughts of the Three Kingdoms, the day was dissolved.

But that promise was never fulfilled.

"Shhh."

Cecil, who was holding the curved knife (Kukri) pattern with both hands, still smokes in the morning, utterly makes a pointless call.

At the same time, when his arms were opened in front of his chest, a curved sword (Kukri) appeared in Cecil's hands.

As if a single curved sword (Kukri) had been divided into two pieces. It's like magic.

And that was the feeling of shooting at me.

Rather than Cecil paying Orstance for the Universal Catalyst (Residual) and the established rewards, it was this proliferation sword, the Duplication Sword, that was made by ritual spells…

The demonized Devil's Sword of Growth (Duplication) can be increased to two and returned to one in the same way, according to the will of the owner - no, the caller is not the key.

Other than that, it's just a weapon that's sturdy, sharp and precise.

But you can't miss the benefit of having two demon swords available for essentially one price. It was the only weapon for the 'NextWalkers' that still ran out.

Besides, for Cecil, just having the Devil's Sword is enough.

"Shh, shh, shh, shh"

This morning...... or Cecil, who just received it before dawn and doesn't get excited and chill.

For a long time now, I put my first demon sword back when it was increased without meaning in my hands. In keeping with the motion, the red hair on the ponytail is also shaking.

When it comes to coming to the final exam, it doesn't look like I'm nervous.

"Hey, that sounds like fun!

"I can't lend this to you, even though you're a fool."

"Nothing. I'm not thinking about borrowing my apprentice's things. I don't know if I'd like to give it a shot."

"Also. It's just a little bit, right?

"Haha. I'm sorry I reminded you!

And the same is true of Larsia, who leads the way to the "test venue" where there is no tension.

"Ugh. I resent the thickness of that nerve..."

Meanwhile...... or just one. Only Kurt held his stomach down as he walked down the road to that “test venue”.

The last challenge that was said was the settlement's offense. To wipe out the “affordable” goblin settlement found by Larsia, just the two of us.

It's an unscrupulous challenge, but it was an inevitable issue for the 'NextWalkers' without the Inn of Wisdom star (Lesato) - that is, lacking in range attacks.

The procedure is contemplated.

First, surround the house with one Wall of Sandwiches. Goblin's house seems to be a simple piece of cave style, so there won't be a problem.

However, I don't use Wall of Flame because I have trouble getting out of desperation.

All you have to do is control the goblins' movements on the wall from time to time and create a situation where Cecil can fight as one-on-one as possible.

Don't let the enemy get away with it. And destroying each one.

The operation of blocking entrances and exits with walls should meet this condition. All you have to do is make sure on the ground that it's not an airspace theory on the desk.

Lose it and arrive at the "test venue”.

"Well, the goal is that goblin settlement."

From the shadow of a tree a little further away, Larsia began to explain. Beyond the right hand side of the meadow race (Magner) is a settlement with a number of simple dwellings.

Around the perimeter, there is only a pompous wooden frame to the extent that it is also a fence. To make that extra appropriate, Kurt only gave an expression of indignation for a moment. After all, he's got his own obsession.

The houses of the goblins were just pillared around the dug holes, where they connected the whole thickness to create a frame, and covered it with a bunch of soil and grass. Because it is still early morning, there is no shadow in the settlement. There are just a few wolves hovering around kept as watchdogs.

Goblins are either nocturnal, or they may have just gone to sleep.

As Kurt thought, if we surround ourselves with Wall of Flame, we're going to be easily inflamed. If it's just about winning, I guess that still doesn't matter......

"This time, have the goblins annihilated. Don't let them get away with it, don't miss it, it's doomed."

Conditions of victory shall be "exterminated” without remaining.

That too, just the two of us.

"Cecil, let's do something about the wolf with a bow first. At the same time, I'll put a wall at the entrance to the house, so move on to the White Soldier War where it's appropriate."

"Oh, my God."

Just a short meeting, 'NextWalkers' decided on the policy. Pretty out-of-the-box, but I can't remember Cecil, even with elaborate maneuvers.

This is just about right. I'm sure it will work.

Kurt was stirring himself up as Larsia dropped him off.

But to ascertain the outcome - no one could.

"Become..."

"What...?

Suddenly, the landscape in front of me changes. The flames rose without any foretaste, and the vision stained bright red.

"Both of you, step back!

Larsia grabs the roots of the students who were still about to jump and rolls them to the ground.

At that moment everything blew up in an instant, both the crude house and the wolves replacing the watchdog. No, or did it burn out? When the blast subsided, a circle around it was covered in thick ash.

And at its center is the flaming giant.

The giant, far beyond the surrounding trees, is wrapped in knightly all-body armor. In addition, the evil flame covered its entire body as if it had been painted with ink.

I don't have a shield, but I put up a giant horse spear (Lance) that could put a human together and make a few skewers, and I'm stuck on the ground.

Larsia has a sense of familiarity and cause - an enemy.

"I can't believe I'm meeting you here...... was it Il Kanjual?

Evil Flaming Spirit Prince. A pillar of the Spirit Prince of the Seven Pillars to return the world to nothing.

Shot out by those shitty, shiny crimson eyes, neither Kurt nor Cecil can move with their buttocks on.

"Oh, oh..."

On the contrary, I could not even utter words satisfactorily. It is deprived of freedom of action and thought and holds all of the biocidal appropriations to Il Canjual.

The exception is just one person.

"Divine Power Liberation (Purge) -" Sniper's Feast (Snipers Rave) "

Instantly, six arrows wrapped around the blue and white light rolled out, piercing Il Kanjual's eyes, eyebrows and neck. Though it vanished in an instant due to the blackflame like thin ink, it does seem to have given the spiritual prince of fire a sore itch.

Annoyingly, turn your consciousness to the dwarf meadow race (Magner).

Larsia doesn't move, even under the gaze that involves that physical pressure. On the contrary, spiritual leeway had even been created.

Larsia knows.

The Evil Flaming Spirit Prince Il Canjual is already doomed. Valtrude was destroyed. There can't be a convenient story about it being revived in such a short period of time.

Besides, it is a strange story that the Spirit Prince, whom the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) has painstakingly invoked, comes out without any context.

This world has not yet perished.

So that's a fake. At least not Il Canjual itself.

"I don't think it's the Avatar, it's the Branch."

Were you dispatching your presence separately before you perished? No, Il Canjual was seriously going to destroy the world for himself then.

Then it may have remained here since we fought Giant Civilization in The World of Dragon Iron (Al Tierra).

"It's important."

Larsia shrugged her shoulders.

However, the interest has not turned to the Il Canjual in front of us.

If you can do that - in fact, you can - Verga might have left a split somewhere, too. Such reasoning also becomes fully constituted.

Yut, it's tough.

The seeds of disturbance may be buried deep in the ground. Even so, Larsia laughed. I'm not being sarcastic or making fun of you.

However, at funerals, laughing is just the funeral of the meadow race (Magner). To my hard-won best friend, Larsia smiles and offers her condolences.

But that invincible grin gave Kurt and Cecil courage and annoyed Il Canjual.

"Mortal, the unscrupulous one. Why laugh in front of the Spirit Prince"

"That makes me laugh. I survived, but I came out here."

- Also, are you here to die?

He was scolded directly from the front, and the Spirit Prince of Fire stopped the movement.

"If it is an obstacle to our plan, we will only eliminate it. Even if it's a roadside stone."

"So I've been watching you."

And the essential stones installed in the village. Out of that junction, he said he had launched a raid.

"Huh. That's tiny"

"It's just the bullshit of those who wait for death"

Larsia, who shrugs, and Il Kanjual, who cuts and throws away the words of those who die.

Moved first was the Spirit Prince of Fire.

Pull the horse spear (Lance), which would destroy all things by its mass alone, and poke it down far overhead.

I couldn't say that power alone is a move full of gaps...... That giant spear is an attack that dominates the surface, not heaven. There are no gaps in it.

Especially with something to protect.

"Shit. At least, pull yourself out!

Larsia showed frustration for the first time before the imminent giant horse spear (Lance).

Quickly grab the bow and arrow. - Instead of the bow and arrow, it's a long sword. - If it's a magic item, grab the two collars.

And he ran out with his back turned as it was.

Escape from a giant horse spear (Lance) that suddenly started. That suddenly forced me to settle down. Mainly due to physical problems.

"Damn, it's hard in size"

"Now get up...... wow"

"Yep."

Still, I was desperately towing Larsia, but Kurt managed to run himself out of balance and was about to fall on the spot.

To this end, Larsia gave life precedence over her decency as a teacher.

"Good luck and take it!

Larsia suddenly stops and throws Kurt and Cecil as far away as she can, feeling the pressure of a horse spear (lance) behind her back.

The boy and girl, thrown away with muscle strength incompatible with their bodies, draw parabolas and fly away.

But I couldn't afford to check the fate of it. A giant horse spear (Lance) is thrust down and pierces Larsia. No, I'm gonna squash it.

"Whoa."

Exactly, one hair at a time.

Rotating in the air and jumping onto Il Kanjual's horseback spear (Lance), Larsia took the bow and arrow out of the arrow barrel as she ran over it and set it loose for the steeple.

"There."

Shooting while in a precarious scaffold and leaning forward position. But I won't even be a handful to Larsia to that extent.

He continues with two shots and three arrows as he sickens over the spear at a flying speed.

It all goes past and profoundly pierces the steeple, causing Il Canjual, Prince of the Spirit of Fire, to turn his back.

The initial discomfort of coming to "The World of Dragon Iron" (Al Tierra) is no longer present. If you let it go where you felt it was a steep spot, you'd feel a definite response.

Even if it doesn't matter if it's from above full body armor.

But it's a waste of resistance.

"Then you can just beat me up"

Instead of provoking everyone to try if you can, Larsia releases an arrow while walking again. Its precise and unparalleled shooting burns into Cecil's eyes watching on the ground and never leaves.

But for Il Canjual, it's just a little noisy.

"Stupid."

A spirit (brunch) jumped up a horse spear (lance) as if to shake off the dirt stuck to the object.

"Oops."

Neither can a servant Larsia resist it. If Yut were here, he would be thrown into the air, thinking of his friends from afar, even though he had been called in "Flight" beforehand.

"I won't lose to that extent."

I don't let go of the bow and arrow while it spins cleverly in the air.

"Divine Power Liberation (Purge) -" Sniper's Feast (Snipers Rave) "

Again, I let go of my power as God, and I let go of my arrows.

Now, shooting with everything in one arrow, not simultaneously. No longer, that's light, not arrows. A single light that became the incarnation of destruction pierced Il Canjual.

He was also attacked when he buried Black Tenryu "Black Sky Dragon" in one blow, with a hole in the chest of Prince Spirit of Fire.

"... Isn't it Dada who destroyed my body"

"That's all."

But to this extent, the spirit body (brunch) was also woven. Despite missing parts of his body, Il Canjual moved first.

When you stick out the tip of a giant spear, a flame will draw a swirling spiral on its tip.

"Pulgatrium"

The helix became a belt of tail pulling, bursting in front of Larsia's eyes.

Light, sound and heat.

The three elements become confused and violently defeat, burn, and attempt to destroy.

- But.

"Again, can't I kill you"

"It's the second time."

From across the smoke blast, Larsia appears to the extent that she was not intact - but suffered burns all over her body. Previously, he took a direct hit and removed his predicament by Alusian "Miracle (Teulgi)".

Now, I don't know how, but I guess I avoided it with a single hair.

It should be noted that Larsia has not lost her temper with her bow.

Il Kanjual's wounds are not blocked either.

I still don't know which way to fall.

"NextWalkers" looks worried about such a master, but with full confidence. Exactly the look you deserve to describe as taking a breath.

Secondly, Larsia's expression looses.

The Spirit of Fire Prince Il Canjual.

It was no longer in the eye, such as at the end of the spirit body (branch).

Most of all, I knew Larsia couldn't see the end of Il Kanjual.

"Being a parent may not be a bad thing."

"Exile"

The powerful words uttered by Il Kanjual stormed the Larsia.

Once upon a time, by this secret (Sacramento), Il Canjual was born in his world (Brewers) and banished to different dimensions.

The primate (branch) then inverted the effect object.

In other words, he expels (...) other than those born in this world (Al Tierra).

Larsia can't resist this either. Blown in a magical breeze, he banishes The World of Dragon Iron (Al Tierra).

But that was what Larsia herself knew.

"I thought you were coming! Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

On the verge of being banished from "The World of Dragon Iron" (Al Tierra), Larsia releases her last power. Yut might worry about an overused recoil, but Larsia doesn't think about that. Don't hesitate to use anything you can use.

But arrows don't reach Il Canjual.

Launched over a completely misguided sky, invisible.

"Both of you, stay well!

"Huh...?

"Oops......?

We both don't understand what they said.

But I could understand what had happened. I had to.

"Disappear..."

"He's gone... of"

Exactly. Like a dream or an illusion. Lightly, Larsia disappeared.

It disappeared.

"What... so..."

"How do you say..."

I can't keep up with my understanding. I don't know what's going on. Are you telling me he's dead? Impossible. But it disappeared. What does it mean?

Then the heavens swept away.

Kurt, Cecil. Even Il Canjual looked up to heaven unexpectedly.

The evil Spirit Prince and the Inn Star (Faithspinner) saw a shooting star descending from heaven.

It was also a cluster of meteors pouring down from heaven to earth.

"Oh, oh..."

No, that's an arrow.

Larsia's last arrow was nothing but a calling water. After I felt my gaze, Larsia was releasing tons of arrows. It was waiting for its turn over the "World of Dragon Iron" (Al Tierra).

Still, Nexus Walkers didn't know his master.

"Oh, my God."

An arrow. A meteor rain and a freshly missed arrow. Every single arrow is unleashed by the brave men of the grassland race (Magner) who possess the skill of God.

He pierced the Spirit Prince of Fire, as if he were to be inhaled.

However, it is a minor problem compared to Larsia's cheapness, such as the life and death of Il Kanjual. I don't care. I don't care. I don't care.

"Ohhhhh!!"

"Teacher!!"

If the voice delivers, Larsia will come back to life.

A cry from two souls, as if they believe so.

But that doesn't get anywhere.

Transcendentals who were supposed to destroy ancient giant civilizations and return the world to nothing.

That raises the voice of agony as if it were a human being.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr"

Screaming.

Silence.

Silence.

Sprayed with inky flames, the giant of Il Canjual repeatedly swells and contracts as it did at the end of the star.

Waiting at the end of the star is a huge explosion.

Though the Spirit Body (Brunch), it is the last gleam of life unleashed by the Spirit Prince of Fire. Shorty fatalists (mortals) scream easily.

A roar as if it would reach the end of the horizon.

"- Huh."

"- Huh."

Even a scream that doesn't speak won't allow you to exchange shapes.

The sound disappeared, the wind stopped and it felt as if time had even stopped.

Kurt and Cecil.

Around them were arrows coming down from the sky pierced. It's like a wall that protects you both. In fact, in spite of all those explosions, it's completely intact.

But I can't afford to notice that.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh"

"Wow, wow, wow, wow."

On this day, they lost the first signpost of their lives they had gained outside of each other.

"Ceci, it's a village."

"Yeah......"

Early morning encounters with Il Canjual's Spiritual Body (Brunch).

Already, the sun was falling.

Neither of us know how we got back. I don't remember. If I had just moved my legs, I would have reached the village of Blau.

Because that was the easiest act.

If I had, I wouldn't have thought about it, I wouldn't have talked about it.

It's thin and dirty, but neither of us has a scratch on it. Nevertheless, like marching with your gaze down and looking at the ground, it is the wreckers themselves.

As we proceed through the central square of the village, where the stones are to float, we are distanced by a slight look from our surroundings.

But neither Kurt nor Cecil seem to care. On the contrary, there was no perception per se that it was drawn from the surroundings.

What's on my mind is about someone who's gone.

Larsia was surprised to see this important stone for the first time. It reminds me of that time, and I rinse my nose. Is it because I shed too many tears, my head hurts too?

Even the familiar villagers have a sense of misery that they can't get close to, the two of them.

Before that, one woman stood up. He's seen as the next village chief in this village of Blau, Phyllis.

"Hey, Kurt. Cecil, what the hell is going on?

"Nothing..."

"There isn't..."

A girl with three braided chestnut hair puts her hands on her hips and scolds her siblings... but Phyllis also rushes out to see more misery than she could have imagined.

Nor could the usually triumphant girl be calm about the disgusting state of her disciples.

"Hey. You're both okay!? You're not hurt, are you?

"Yeah......"

Though worried Phyllis speaks up, Cecil doesn't even reply decently, not even gratefully Kurt. I walk away like that.

It's like a zombie march.

"Speaking of which... Ah"

Holding his mouth with his hand, Phyllis dodged the breakdown.

I haven't seen the meadow race (Magner) I've always been with lately. Derived from it was a ruthless reality.

"When you calm down, come to us. All right? I'm sorry if I ignored you!

Phyllis shouted out loud on the backs of the two as they aligned themselves and headed somewhere.

As always, no reply.

But Kurt and Cecil's legs only stopped for a moment. Phyllis, who responded and received it, hurried home early.

To prepare a warm meal so you can come back whenever you want.

Meanwhile, 'NextWalkers', who reached the public hall in the village of Blau with a fluttering foothold, was aiming for a room that had no words at all.

Just a few days ago, I was laughing and appraising the treasure in that room.

Reaching the front of the door, the two hardened with a frightened look on their face.

Maybe he's back in this room looking fine.

I've walked this far relying only on such sweet dreams. But once we open this door, we will have to accept reality completely, without rejection.

"Like?

"I know... of"

Would it have taken more than five minutes for my mind to be ready?

When Kurt slowly opens the door, little by little, little by little, he becomes more familiar with the room.

Cold rooms, crude beds and tables without shards of aesthetic taste.

That's all. That was all.

What I didn't have to collapse on the spot was a single letter, on the table, in an envelope. Then, because a pitch-black statue with an elephant horse was placed.

"Kurt......"

"Ceci......"

They spoke only of each other's names and took the fright and the letter in their hands. The pitch-black statue collapsed, but I didn't even notice it because my consciousness was focused on the letter.

I want to read it.

But if I read it, something will be over.

Still, I can't move on without reading.

"Kurt......"

"Yeah. Let's read it"

The two rubbed their eyes abusively before breaking the envelope. Inside, there are a few incredibly thin and beautiful pieces of paper. When I opened it, warm letters came up across my soaked vision.

"By the time you guys were reading this letter, I'd be gone from this world already."

Yeah. Nice write-up.

Imagine smiling so satisfactorily, the two of them accidentally laugh with tears.

It is by no means a skilled sentence, and the letters are easy to read but not to say good. Yet it was a letter as if Larsia were going to speak.

"Even if I'm gone, I don't feel sorry for you. I'm not going to die, and if, in case, it's really unlikely, but it's a big failure, my people will bring me back to life, even if it's just my soul."

Where does that confidence come from?

Kurt and Cecil grinned face-to-face at much the same time. Tears still overflow,

'So I'm going to write something like advice ahead. First, Cecil.'

"Yes."

In response to the letter, Cecil responds to discipline.

But all this time, Kurt didn't say anything either.

'No more, Cecil is basically, I think you should like it. Because the support is Kurt. Like listening to you properly. First glance, don't depend!

"That's right, you have a different eye."

"Uh."

That's not much, Kurt protests.

But there was a proper continuation.

'However, the choice of weapons is to be decent. If you like it or not, you have to use a bow!

"Yes... it is"

'Then, when we can afford the income, we'll also buy weapons. There were some magic items (magic items) to compensate for the disadvantages of not having a healer. I've listed the candidates, so make sure you save your money properly'

Thereafter, Cecil eagerly reads the candidate for the Magic Weapon.

Sure, I can't afford it now, so I turned both into demon swords with the "Duplication" weapon, but if I can afford it, it's decided that it's better to combine different abilities.

I have my next goal and Cecil feels just a little better.

'Next, Kurt. I said you could be the one who controls the battle - the one who controls the battlefield. I can still tell you it's true.'

"Doctor..."

'I was going to teach you the basics of tactics. The tactics of utilizing Cecil and making use of herself should already be conceivable to herself. So let me tell you some wall spells Yut is good at'

This was followed by several theoretical spells and their effects, such as the Seven Light Barriers (Raywall) and the Coffin of Reason (Force Coffin), which are not strictly walls, just like Cecil's weapon.

"Wow. The Brewers have these spells..."

Kurt glanced at the list with his fingers over and over again as if he were trying to engrave it in his head.

"Already, Kurt. Now it's time to read more."

"Ugh. Sorry."

Apologize honestly and turn the letter.

Continuing, it was advice to Kurt.

"Also, if you put up a wall, it seems like you get a lot of hiccups, so you might want to attack them with disposable magic equipment (magic items) when you can afford it. I've made this a list again, so I guess I should refer to it. '

In addition, a table summarizing the names, effects and prices follows.

"You just wrote a lot about Kurt, and it's sloppy. It's a fling."

"I guess that means I'm the problem."

"Mm."

Words are Kurt, who is good at the back, and Cecil, who swells.

The words to both of them ended in the list of magic items, and the letter was on its way to closing.

"Then the statue of Onyx that I left with this letter is a graduation celebration. It's not a big deal, but I'm glad you took advantage of it. I can tell you how to use it if you ask Mr. Orstance. '

Their gaze is directed from the letter to the statue on the tabletop. Looks like it was a magic item.

What are the abilities of this horse statue?

Maybe I didn't explain that because it was illuminating.

'Well, but you can sell it! I'll take care of that!

Laughter spilled unexpectedly at the words that followed.

That was the first bright smile I've had since the two of them broke up with Larsia.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey."

"Really, really..."

No pity, no regret.

But there were no new tears.

"I'll see you someday. So we have to work hard for that."

"Yeah."

That may have been airy, but still it must have been fine.

Kurt and Cecil. The two of them, "NextWalkers". For the sake of whoever gave me this name, it is not acceptable to stop.

"Oops."

After reading the letter, Kurt's hand slipped as he tried to turn it into an envelope and fell to the floor one.

"It's already an important letter!

"Sorry. Sorry."

Apparently, the paper was stuck. I mean, it still happened.

"Oh, I made a kurt!

"Palm back, wow"

Pick up the last constipation I didn't realize, but mostly blank. There were only two lines of letters.

But Kurt and Cecil, who saw it - "Nexus Walkers," distorts his face.

There, only the text of the knot was noted.

"Dream of a day when you and I can have an adventure.

From Horizon Walker, master of "NextWalkers" forever.

- and.

"That's what happened."

Larsia tied the other world adventure Tan.

No words.

Not everyone would have shared the exact same feeling, but it was the same as a reaction.

It's one reaction that lacks uplift right now, but Larsia doesn't care. I don't mind. Keep it up, get in the summary.

"I mean, there are three lessons to be learned from this story"

"While I was raising my apprentice, I could only hear him waking up to his fatherhood..."

Before that, my real name returned my best thoughts.

Some parts were quite enjoyable as the otherworldly adventure Tan, and the specificity of "The World of Dragon Iron" (Al Tierra) may haunt Yut.

But in the end, it only sounded like Larsia had gained parental consciousness.

That was a really reasonable feeling, but the true name lacked a key perspective.

In other words, it's a perspective that Larsia can't possibly care about that.

"For one thing, adventurers can't be made up by themselves. We need to act and grow so that we can think together, understand our roles, and capitalize on each other's strengths."

This is the best part.

At the same time, there would be no teaching that would be more difficult to implement. The human horizon is not that broad, and when faced with difficulties, it narrows down.

Not that it's ego, but humans can only do what they can. Collaboration will require consciousness reform and repeated training.

"Two, teacher roles need to identify aptitudes and guide them in that direction so that they can be convinced."

I wondered if I could, Larsia stared at the Albino girl with challenging eyes.

Jonah takes it flat with her red eyes.

There's something surprisingly disgusting about losing, an Albino girl, who couldn't even surrender if she couldn't.

"Three, if it's a pain in the ass, the teacher will do it all"

"You can't, it"

Yut reacts tremendously to Larsia, who last brought Othi.

That was also Yut's restraint in anticipation of "you have a fourth while you say three," anyway.

Deep dating “best friends" stare at each other and explore their nostalgia. If Exile was there, he would have lightly slapped both heads where appropriate - by rock giant (jarloot) standards - and ended it, but that's also impossible with his true name.

Step by step, the two smiles become distorted... but it was Larsia who surrendered first.

"No, no. That's how it's important to show them your goals."

"If you say so, well, aren't you even convinced"

Correspondingly, Yut also lowers the spear. The target this time is Jonah. Your understanding will lead us to a pursuit.

So concluding Yut moves his gaze to Albino's girl.

He took those eyes from the front and Jonah nodded firmly.

"Okay. Mana and the others have been forced to do too much. Reflect."

"Yona......"

"No way, you mean I understood it well in that story!?"

"Mana, Mana. What do you mean, no way?

"To the extent that I can't, I can't. This is what matters."

No heart. Say it well, Jonah.

That's not a good understanding.

Yut and his real name tried to say (kanji) when he was ready to die - the sound of a modest knock echoed.

A moment of silence. Both Yut and his real name stop moving and face each other. If possible, I want to do something about Yona first. The two were unanimous in that view, but they can't even ignore it.

"Go ahead."

The two, who are relatively common sense people, spoke that way with their gaze, and Yut responded.

Larsia looked at the situation with a nigga, but noticed who stepped into the classroom and hurriedly turned off her smile. It was Jonah who corrected his posture with him.

"Yut, are you still there?

"Mr. Arcia..."

Were you in a hurry? Arcia was breathing up a little. The sacred mark of the Goddess of Death and Sorcery, raised from her neck, is subtly raised and lowered by her busty breasts.

That, then, Yut frowned slightly.

If you simply have business with Yut, you can use someone. Alusia has all that status, power and popularity. Besides, if it's urgent, you can use the Message spell.

Failure to do so would mean that the kind of difficulties that had to be met directly came down and sprung up.

"What happened?

Yut asks Arsia, feeling slightly better.

"That's... First off, I'm confirming, do you know the names Kurt and Cecil?

"Huh...?

I thought it must be a troublesome issue.

But why, the name came out of Arcia's mouth. To that fact, I can't hide my confusion.

"You know or you just found out..."

"As a matter of fact, I received a Message from Vice King Cress of the Kingdom of Tydrack."

The Tydrack Kingdom was rebuilt by one of the Path Finders, Li Knight Eldrick.

Kres, the grandson of that hero, studied territorial management Iloha in this Duke of Istas territory and now held the position of deputy king to rule the area he had ceded from the Verga Empire.

To be precise, the spouse of that cress - and virtually all those involved - was contacted by Satya in a "Message" spell.

It is not an official diplomatic route through Wang Du, direct contact.

From that point of view, I can understand the seriousness of the matter. No heart, Jonah seems excited.

"It's about protecting adventurers who seem to have strayed from the other world, but it's about them giving Yuto his name."

"And that the adventurer named Kurt and Cecil"

Yut, who grasped the factual relationship, slowly. But sharply I shot Larsia through my gaze.

"Did my name come up because Larsia named me by a pseudonym..."

"hahaha"

I guess I didn't anticipate this development. A dry laugh echoed into the elementary school classroom.

If I had anticipated, I would be laughing more pleasantly. And either way, it didn't seem like he'd even name his real name.

"I have a lot of questions, but it sounds faster to ask them in person"

"Yeah. Right."

"Oh. Well, let's go"

Yut, who stood up, grabbed Larsia's wrist in the lecture room. No hesitation. With strength, as if even animals were to be treated.

"Of course, Larsia's with me."

"Huh? Oh no! Leave a letter like that and tell me which side to lower!?"

"Want to wear a face?

"That's not the problem, is it? I'm not wearing it, am I? Or Jonah. Don't look at me. Help me."

"The banquet is safe to go, Master Holla, because I'll ask Akane to do it"

"Hey, don't abbreviate it!?"

While such a smiling exchange was taking place, Yut opened the spell and tore it for seven pages. It's such a rapid development that even my real name can't pinch words.

"Moment Move (Teleport)"

And take Larsia on a journey spanning hundreds of kilometers.

That was just the first step in the magnificent adventure Tan that followed.