Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"Hmm. Hmm. I see. Ugh, ha-ha. Don't do it!

There will be dozens of meters, huge gates with both openings.

Standing in front of it, Vaina Marinen in plain work clothes.

A great sage who fitted into the Undermaids administrator as a school clerk gave a huge laugh in front of the Divine Clover face led by Yut.

Yut, Acorn, Valtrude, Seneca II. And Verga.

Yuut, who brought powerful men to represent each force, was sufficiently present to attract the interest of the great sage Vainamarinen.

The more involved, the less comfortable.

"Jizzy, work, work"

"Say no."

To a bald-headed clerk who spoke up in grandeur, Yut can't carry on two sentences. You said you painstakingly turned down the Arsians who wanted to come and drop you off, but it's ruined.

No, should I be glad I wasn't there the other way around? Anyway, if this happens, we won't move on until the Great Sage is satisfied.

"In the first place, there's no such thing as being told to work. She's taking me to the dungeon."

"Wouldn't you at least take a woman?

"Brave man, is that okay?

It wasn't good.

Told by his childhood friend, Yut regains his calm. If they let you ride, the other person's thoughts. Take time to take a deep breath and confront Vainamarinen again.

"Well, sure, it might look like that party..."

"Son-in-law. I'll stick my chest out. I was wondering if you were complaining about my Harlem party."

"It's not Harlem! Or is Verga okay with Harlem?"

"Nothing? What's too much would just be better if we reduced it?

"Class B horror!

"Rather, isn't it Battle Royal Girl Anime? It's like debating a CD if you lose."

I'm tired.

This or... before diving into the dungeon, Yut looked up at the huge gate. Quick, I want to go over there.

"Well, I'm not going to be bothered by Verga or anything, but even this is a waste of time"

"Seneca agrees. I was wondering if we should have a separate place to talk about it."

"I won't, but I agree with you from the bottom of my heart that I'm just going"

"Oh, boy, you're the ones who aren't going to work for me."

"So you narrow down the subject. Don't you want to spread the subject to old people?"

"The brave man is alive. In a way."

I see a yuut that keeps scratching in fine, and the tension of the acorns is lifted.

Second time. And it was a shame for Akane to relax in front of a full-scale dungeon offense.

"Hmm. It's time to get better. We're gonna open the door to the second tier, okay?

And the replies of the Yuts. In the first place, Vainamarinen waved heavily, not even asking for a destination. Make a noise and the gate begins to open, with rainbow light overflowing.

Ahead of that, an adventure stage exists.

Even so, Acorn remained relaxed.

"Maybe the farce now is for me...?

"Don't be fooled. Just in case you're after me, you're gonna make fun of me."

It's basically a warm yuut, but with Larsia, and Dasktum. And this Vainamarinen is the exception.

That, on the contrary, is intimacy and paper heavy, but Yut would never admit it.

Acorn laughed unexpectedly, imagining Yut denying it all he could, so he didn't realize Yut had reached out.

Come on, let's go.

"Yeah, I'll do my best."

There is no tension or anxiety in the current acorn. There is only certainty that it will be okay.

The rationale for this is the feel of Yut's hand, which is strongly gripped.

Whether you have Valtrude, Verga or Seneca II. This was just for acorns.

Wind and snow blowing, white earth.

Dominated by endless snowstorms, a cold land.

Cold and quiet with no sign of life, snowfields.

Ahead through the gate was an overly harsh world for organisms.

"It's not cold, but you can fight here!?"

I was listening.

I was there, but the feeling of Yut's hand blew out of Acorn's mind.

It's not cold because it's anti-cold with spells.

But relentlessly the wind blows and the sight is hopeless.

Acorns unconsciously align their capes in front of their bodies.

But it's still at the beginning, like right after you go through the gate.

In a cold world, there are tears in the earth everywhere, and if you slip your legs, it's the end of a roll. I wish I could die instantly, but otherwise I'll have to wait for death while it debilitates in the snow.

or so the wind is too strong to fly and dodge.

The ground with snow falls is taken off its feet and it is difficult to travel properly.

A quiet world that forces all living beings to stop.

First, the second layer is where the environment itself becomes the enemy. It was a pillar of the demons (Demon Road), the realm of the perennial giant ice jabdu fareve.

"Yut."

"Val, what?

"Today, it's just a second-tier offense, okay?

"Oh. It's not like there's a time limit."

In the snowstorm, Yut and Valtrude stand up and check their policies with each other.

With just this much exchange, we both felt nostalgia we might not say. Valtrude was more of a light puzzle and set though.

"Master Yut, please"

"Oh, I know"

In reply to Seneca II, who had interrupted, Yut slashed eight pages from the spell and let it go to heaven.

"Weather Operation (Weather Break)"

The pieces of paper were swirled and swallowed up by the snow clouds, and the light ran as if to slash and tear.

"Ah, the snow..."

With the snow, the wind was weakening.

Unlike normal theoretical spells, it takes minutes to more than a dozen minutes to take effect.

Not for a moment, but dramatic weather changes.

In the same snow, but like a deserted island that went with Alcia, no magic is sucked either. The theoretical spell on the eighth staircase was completed.

As a result, the snowstorm eventually stopped, naturally.

On the contrary, thick clouds are clear and sunlight is slipping in.

"That's my son-in-law."

Sunlight is the favor of Fermina, the sun god worshipped by Seneca II.

But the red-haired empress, who received it all over her body pouring down indefinitely, was so slutty and beautiful as to tremble.

"Even Verga can do this much, right?

"The more my son-in-law, the less I can afford"

Frankly to Verga, Yut shrugged his shoulder. Around here, it's a water theory.

"Brave man, now you're going into the shortest offensive route, right?

"Oh. Let's just get this over with and stop by for purchasing on the way home"

In fact, the method of attacking the Undermaids II hierarchy was well established.

But it's not easy to attack.

A sinking ship at the bottom of an unfrozen lake.

Old castle closed by a snowstorm.

The top of a mountain higher than a snow cloud.

In those three locations, a treasure trove (artifact) is sleeping that weakens the perennial giant ice jabdufareve, collecting it all first.

Then we must enter and defeat the castle of the first snow, the castle of the demons (Demon Road).

In this harsh environment, it's tough to stop by many places as per your use. Inevitably, it will be a long battle, so if you can't safely camp by any means, it's packed.

In the second tier, the frost giants (Frost Giants), the family of Jabdufaleve, roam everywhere.

Even if you cross them, the demons (Demon Road) are waiting for you, even though they can weaken you.

Repeat, even if the tactics are clear, it doesn't necessarily mean you can win.

In this harsh hierarchy, students learn a lot about dungeons. Looking back later, the second tier seems like a mother...

"Ha!? Is it wrong to feel bubbly in the dungeon?"

"You're wrong as a person without having to ask, that"

Aside from Acorn's thoughts when asked for an overview of the second tier, the truth is, there wasn't just one tactic.

That's the shortest offensive route.

When you put away by any means the endless snowstorm created by the perennial giant ice, the angry Jabdufaleve pops out of your castle, disturbed by the quiet world.

All you have to do is defeat the Demons (Demon Road) with the Frost Giants (Frost Giants) of their families who will be attacking you together.

However, if you attack a sinking ship at the bottom of an unfrozen lake, an ancient castle closed by a snowstorm, or even one of the mountain tops that is higher than a snow cloud, you choose to see how it goes.

I mean, it hasn't been weakened in any way. We must defeat Jabdufarev, the perennial ice giant who remains a vegetarian.

You don't have to dare risk it, and until now, no party has ever been accomplished. So to speak, the theoretical shortest.

"Normally the first snow fortress? But it's harder than storming."

"I think there's a normal way to attack..."

"It's safer for all these members to get together and bump into each other from the front if they're just strong enemies rather than blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah."

"I don't know why I'm convinced you're wrong..."

Challenge to the shortest offensive route decided unanimously after an exchange that

Divine Clover was ready to make the shortest theoretical reality.

"Yut, the perennial giant ice has revealed itself! Follow your family."

Pointing across the horizon was Valtrude, who solidified himself in magical silver (Mithral) all-body armor. Already, he has unleashed the Demon Sword Divine Subjugator.

"Val stands by. Zhuyin and Seneca ask you to prepare"

"I understand."

"Oh, I haven't been practicing much, so no scratching, huh?

While we were getting ready, we approached the distance that the perennial ice giant Jabdufareve, who runs the lead, could see.

Ice statue of a naked woman.

If you ignore and describe the various factors, that's the closest you can get.

The flesh is elegant and supple as if it had scraped out a cloudless crystal. I had the impression that it was hard and cold while being feminine rounded.

However, to simply admire it as a work of art, it is too gigantic: 20 meters. No, if you do poorly, it seems like more than that.

Also, blunt instruments in your hand, like an iceberg stuck at the tip of an iceberg, can't be a work of art.

And more importantly, he instinctively appeals to me that the angry phase in his face is an evil being, not a work of art.

Every time I approached one step, my hair made of ice broke out, and the tremor passed to the yuts.

The tremor is also caused by Frost Giant, the frost giant that strikes along.

"I'm fine."

"Totally."

"Yeah...?

"I know what you're trying to say, but you'd better break it off now."

Yut, too, just recognizes that's what it is, and as for the real deal, it's close to acorn.

What seems calm is the difference in the number of places.

"Courage Praise (Bravelink)"

Seneca II sings a good hymn as a divine spell.

Listening to that song brought courage to Acorn's heart.

"You have to do it..."

"I'm fine. Even if it fails, because if it's a miscellaneous fish, Val will clean it up."

"I'm really gonna have a problem with this."

The core of the operation, but recovery is advantageous even if it fails.

The fact made Acorn a normal mind.

Shake a thick cape and set up a lute.

An instrument that should have far more strings than a guitar and be difficult to play.

But like a familiar lover, I know what to do.

"Under my eyes is a flock of mountain giants.

The giants who took over the mining fields and built the settlements.

Dwarf had no hands, no legs.

That's where the beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and the young sorcerer (Wizard) showed up.

The Wizard said, "Let's kill all the giant herds."

The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) proclaimed, all because I lay a piece

Dwarf didn't believe me.

You couldn't even believe it.

Dwarf didn't understand.

He said he was a hero because he had an incredible victory. "

Breathe once, Acorn continues.

"The sorcerer (wizard) had an earthquake

Dwarf was stunned.

But the Mountain Giants don't realize it's an attack.

The Beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin) danced in the sky

Every time I snap a sword, my giant neck falls to the ground.

The Mountain Giants fought back, but it was all too late.

They all dropped their heads - Dwarves couldn't even afford to be surprised. "

I didn't fear the content of the lyrics. In the first place, words don't make sense.

I didn't even identify Valtrude with the beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

Still, the panic and frost giants Frost Giants stopped moving on the spot.

"It worked... right?

"Oh, it's just that. I don't know who told me the song was a little too beautiful."

"I mean, isn't it too much of a punishment game to think calmly about singing after Mr. Seneca?

"That's not true, Dear Acorn"

The rear guard is soothing as if the battle is over, but he hasn't even actually crossed his sword yet.

And not all giants were scared of fear either.

I won't try to get close, but some giants have thrown all the snowballs they can grip and solidify.

"Verga, defense, please."

"Oh my God, the only one who assigns such a plain role to a concubine is my son-in-law."

Whilst complaining, Verga completes her secret trail (Sacramento).

"Demon Ball of Doom (Seven Stars)"

A pitch-black sphere rose around Verga, and one of them intercepted a snowball - no, a mountain.

It would be hundreds of times different in volume. White and black spheres bump into each other. At the same time, there was a slight noise of the wine plug unplugged.

But all that remained was an overwhelmingly small black demon ball.

Huge chunks of snow disappeared without leaving any snow smoke.

"Are we done yet? It's not funny."

The redhead appeared on the snowfield.

The slutty demigod chose not to cling to his own beauty and to be a bystander.

of the First Battle by the Demons (Demon Road) and the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

"Finally, my turn."

"Gaaahhh!!!

Along with screaming, he waves down a blunt instrument like an iceberg stuck at the tip of an iceberg.

That weight alone would stain Valtrude.

But undressed weapons do not reach the supreme beauty.

"Not bad"

In a tone as if to indulge in alcohol, Valtrude said.

It can't be physically possible, but it also takes a huge chunk of ice with a single sword.

Despite the volatile and extreme snowfields, the feet have not sunk at all. Not to mention the impossibility of retreating.

The Unbreakable Sword survives in this dream world. It didn't break or bend, it was under attack.

Even if the mad perpetual giant ice jabdu fareve struck out over and over again, he didn't run one of the cracks either.

Physically impossible sight.

But Valtrude's beauty gives him persuasion to the point of being unreasonable.

"Ugaaaaaaaa!!!

"I'm sorry. I don't understand the words of a giant."

The perpetual giant ice, which I realized would not work, threw away its gains in an attempt to change the means of attack. Icebergs fall to the ground and snow smoke strikes.

But it's late. Yuuts, before Divine Clover, it was too late.

What attack did you intend to unleash?

It became an eternal mystery.

"Sunshine Chain"

Akane, who had shown off her curse art and was out of her mind, gives me a slight look.

Seneca II's hand, visible from the hem of the coat, was shriveling like a dead tree.

The price of a special divine spell, which can only be used by her, a proxy for the solar god Fermina.

But it worked better than the price.

A giant chain knitted in sunlight ties the hands and feet of an ice giant. I twist myself uncomfortably, but the restraint just gets tight.

"Chairman Valtrude!

"This size difference, no more cowardice?

Supported by Seneca II, Valtrude ran. Through the torso from the feet of Jabdufaleve, to the top of his shoulder.

"Holy Strike Dance - Land Style"

Forever giant ice jabdu fareve.

Six Demonic Strikes were smacked into the neck of the Demons in an instant.

Sharpen hard epidermis.

Deeply slash and tear apart the flesh of the ice itself.

I severed the bone hidden inside it.

"Exactly, the all-powerful demons (Demon Road). They used trump cards in World War I"

When I weakened him, one blow was enough.

A beautiful cathedral knight (Paladin) sent praise, while a giant head fell to the ground.

Just like the acorn song.