Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 108 Night Church National Street

There's no way it's complete, but it's full of imperfections? For once, I tried to recalculate (emulate), but there were no problems, but the sequelae seemed to remain, and I don't remember the sisters who helped me being caught with a slight emotional memory, but I seem to still have a male phobia. You're wary while you're at a distance. I'm looking at you as a flicker... Did you have any mental trauma (trauma) left in your eyes that you were about to be naked, beaten and attacked - I thought it was incomplete technology, but it doesn't help the outdoors.

"Is it early, at night? Is your head okay?

"Morning, but if you're not okay with your head, you're not okay at all! Something suddenly got disoriented! He's not smart. He's a high school boy. He's in a crisis of favor and advancement, right? My head's perfectly fine, but I wonder why it doesn't seem like my liking and advancement are perfectly fine? That's weird, huh?

Has the story of the sudden dis, otherworldly MC battle begun?!? I don't think I've ever been told I'm okay with my head before, but I've suffered plain damage! It's a word to scrape HP inside, I'm sure my favorite would have died instantly.

"Well, have you had dinner yet?

"Yeah, Mr. Sister and the others are on the rocks, and they're not good for the kids every day."

"It's impossible to keep serving that level of rice in the diocese."

"Even the border was like this at first... now it's a B-class gourmet city."

"It's the same as the old neighborhood, and the seasonings are fancy, so there's no food right now."

"The cooking department, my daughter, took the general command and taught me how to cook. At this level, the cooking department, my daughter, was unique."

"Good luck! It's been a long time since we've had authentic food."

Reverse correction (often) by occupation (JOB) has holes, it is not to use magic and it is not to use magic props with effects. Still, catastrophe just stops happening, but I can make it, and the trick seems to be how I can disable my effects (skills) (OFF).

I thought the neighborhood was fast growing in grocery stores, because many people are dish-destroyed by occupational (JOB) reverse corrections (often), so it wouldn't be that easy to get a knack for disabling (OFF) the effects (skills) they were born with. It's a good place to specialize in your profession (JOB), but you can only develop distortions, because there's no job in this world... there's no one there, right? So you don't cheat on villagers and townspeople, even if you don't work?

"We've checked the situation, we've set up an operation, and this one's fine, so you can leave tomorrow, right?

"That's right, because we can't lose that we must have failed again. You can fight it right, so trust me."

Well, even today I didn't have to help to win...... I can't win that low LV and armed no matter how advantageous, the hostage sisters might have been able to kill but the chairmen of the committee couldn't. Anyone beyond the LV 100 is separate, except for the spirit. There's no way I can be calm and calm when I'm shown something like that...

So did you try peeing in dessert? Shh, awesome eyes, sharp enough to say I would have eaten in a bucket if I had a bucket! Were you still wounded in the heart, mixed with anger emotions and joyful expressions in your eyes!

"I've had so much... so much trouble burning up the fat (yarrow)!

"Today is the eighth minute, today is the day... why is there a juice powder!

"I'll take it. If you don't want it, I'll take it."

"" "No! I'll eat too! All that nourishment... come on, let's go!

Because there were few rice cakes, it was white egg juice powder mixed with rice flour. In Kanto, juicy things in general are referred to as "Okaya", while in Kansai, juicy things with koshian are referred to as "Okaya", juicy things with grain are referred to as "Okaya", and juicy things with no juice are referred to as "Kameyama" or "Golden Hour". I mean, you could call this saucepan the perfect juice powder, well, it's all delicious, isn't it?

I've had a lot of white balls followers for women, but I'm a little lonely to be white balls because I'm a rice cake pie. I couldn't resist yesterday because they found me sneaking around tasting rice cakes with sugar soy sauce... 'cause those eyes were so lame! You're scared of rice cakes! It doesn't look good at all.

Even though it was increased with rice flour, the absolute quantity was small, and Mr. Shirayama was fast devastated, and now his maiden name, Mr. Souvenir Flour, which has been transformed into sweet bean juice, is nearing extinction after being replaced! Yeah, that's an extra order of beans, too.

Day 108 During the Night Cathedral Pope

There will be no more stunning inferiority introductions during a glorious pope like the one buried in a terrible ornament with bad taste. The Lord of the room, who is furthest from pure poverty, is so ugly and fat that he will never have worked, and he will wake up with a dirty voice that further distorts his ugly face.

"If there is no defeated soldier, there is no reason to be devastated, what do you mean to lose in the first place? Stupid, I've decided to escape. Execute your family publicly to show off."

"I can't, if you do something like that, your name under the Pope will be scratched, if there are even more deserters, it will interfere with the rule under the Pope. Now, if you sit back when you should be able to understand the glory beneath you, it will be important to give you a time when the people can truly understand the glory beneath you."

A popular performance in the play, "The King of Fools and the Clown of Dark Hair in the Kingdom". It's not funny, it's not the other way around, because the worst king is about to be born. It's practically already born, all we have to do is name it. If Princess Ariel is captured, the worst king will rule this country after marriage.

"Then divide the grass roots and find them. It reminds me, by torture, of what it means to disobey my life as God's agent."

"Ha."

No, he can't rule, and he won't be willing to. The foolish king of the kingdom, manipulated by its mighty power, understood its mighty responsibilities and weight, but was therefore crushed and continued to commit foolishness, a madman (ooh) is about to be born who is only interested in his own desire to sell off the lives of the people and the future of the country to toy with power.

My own child, the Pope's Knights of the Church like a private soldier, is missing, and I'm not even interested in its cheapness. Only betrayal and conspiracy are known, so nobody can believe it, and the second word is show and execute, and I'm sorry I can't move out of here just to keep it.

I can kill you, I can kill you in time. Whether you're in a magic coat full of magic magic artifacts or my sword, you can fight this old bone, but kill it... a bunch of madmen who take power from each other full of madmen. Can you kill them all? The madmen who will instantly recover from this absolutely safe cathedral with the power of the cathedral… the filthy old and ugly who use the sacred objects of the Church only for their own protection.

Outside, the madmen in the diocese, who do not know the real world, wake up ugly, destroying the country and the church like an obsessed but disinterested toy. If there is such a thing as Princess Ariel being captured, we need someone to get away with it. We can't die for nothing, but it's unbearable. Uh, I want to kill, I want to kill, I want to kill, I want to kill, I want to kill, I want to kill shit!

Outside the door, when you leave between the ugly popes, the Knights refrain.

"Captain, it's still like Ariel is being returned to the city. It hasn't been noticed yet, but the army of the Church seems to be wiped out, perhaps even Leitesia..."

"That's a shame. Dear Sir, I wanted to leave the Knights of Teaching to him, now he's still young and stupid, but he had good eyes... to end such a miserable life, such as taking an orphanage hostage and going to the captivity of a gracious princess. I can't even protect the lives of young men, the Knights of Teaching. Have you passed away because of my incompetence... ruthless"

Day 108 Night Church National Street

A ritual of passage (initiation) that has become somewhat routine. Leitesia, the teaching knight, became under Arianna's banner to recapture the orphanage, and that Arianna has asked us to help her by offering herself to help her. Yes, for the first time, he asked us from himself and involved us. So I became one of them, which is why it was a ritual of passage (an initiative)... because the Sisters are really not immune. Yikes, grandiose. Ruthless?

"Ahhh, ahhh. Hey, ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ah, hia. Ah, ah, ah, ah..."

"Wow, wow! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Hi-ha, hi-ha! Ahhh..."

Yao, your real gear creation, your real gear that can put your life on the line. If you die from this, you can't help it, can you? Even a clean maiden with a will of steel who doesn't want to go in exchange for its absolutely any uncompromising extreme performance, full bespoke equipment in microns that is made adhesively and thoroughly in a degenerative overprotective spirit to the limit of the possibility of not even giving up shards of survival. It is a ritual of passage (initiation) for the killing of maidens, whose name is also Fully Made to Order Underwear (inner), which is no longer Fallen or Fallen! Yeah, that isolated, transcendent absolute performance and the frenzy of equivalence exchange are all sorts of arrogant amazing measurements as maidens.

"Sounds like a measurement when it feels like the screaming of all the rips, around the touch of the Demon Momomori and Tentacles and the Demon Yarn?

"Yeah, you can still scream, so you can afford it... you're already breathing constantly. Adjustable sewing, that's because your whole body's skin goes crazy. Hey, fly with a skin feeling?

"I never thought there would be madness and joy in being born and not even being able to pass out this way, so that comes to the spirit. I hope it doesn't break?

I'm sure you're desperate to meditate (crush) your eyes against the blindfolders by now, with your face turning bright red into a wind (phew) that's nothing but your face...

Two blindfolders said it was cute, but if you're being measured, you won't be able to afford to see that face, mentally or physically. I'm sure it's not the other way around, so I am!

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Ah, ah, ah, ah!

"Hiccup, hiccup! Ugh, ugh! Ugh. Hia, ah. Ugh... ahhh!... ahh!

The cry starts to tremble and the sweet, uncut whisper begins to mix, maybe I can no longer stand without strength in my body... and Mr. Nefertili will be hanging me.

"Hmm, if it feels like that voice, it feels like readjusting before the correction, it's a lot of work, huh?

"It's my first measurement, so I don't have much information? So it's gonna be carefully measured, so it's gonna be awesome, and it's gonna go wild?

"Hey, a voice that feels like it's taking extra time to adjust in a frenzied cramped state and getting tangled up by the tentacles?

"I'm trying pretty hard, I can't believe I can still speak up...... guidance and tough? Well, you can't even faint."

"Uh, because nuns sing hymns and give speeches. - Well, just for that matter. Beginning (yeah). So, hey, you're a sister?

Arianna, who was born in the royal family and grew up as a princess and became a nun, is 28 years old, but she's a beginner. That's a boxed Sister who's been purely cultured and has no immunity whatsoever, leaving even a sorority sinking. Arianna stood up to this test so resolutely... because even the labyrinth royal can't do that, even if you try, you can never do it, can you?

And it seems that Leitesia, who lived only with her sword and faith for the orphanage, was also a beginner (uvu) daughter of the same level as Arianna, well if she had or did not have mind preparation or preliminary knowledge, it would be better to do so soon. Remote to you, while preaching the importance of equipment and the dangers to the two of you, please, Miniscamedes. I asked you to rub it in a push-competitive bun, and the price is good for a fellow discount.

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Looks like we made it to the final correction, I'm sure it's going to be amazing as a maiden, so it's time to get ready for rescue. A glossy voice mixed with constant whispering and sobbing. It feels kind of treacherous, but there doesn't seem to be a doctrinal problem because the classics don't say "no clothing making" or "no tentacle measurements" either. Originally she doesn't even have the idea of abstinence, and she's only been admonished to succubus, but she seems to be okay with multi-tentacles and multiple snakes.

"" "" Tired, done -?

"Armor, Sister clothes and dresses are over, and underwear (inner) is ready, but blindfolders! Hey, the lid's gonna cut a thousand! But my eyes... my eyes! I'm meditating, why is it that blindfolders who are only willing to open their eyelids are delegating permanent positions all the time without being dismissed?!? Well, are you saying you're done or are out of time? Won't you move?

A stunning fit sticking to the irregularities of the body represents the softness of its fabric, and tight restraints transform clean monastic (Sister) clothing into a disloyal luster. It brings out physical beauty like a swimsuit and shadows fleshly colour the costume...... no piety, no cleanliness, no clarity What can you say about that, but its adherence to stick to the skin is probably the crystal of low MP consumption high efficiency defense. It's such an amazing whole (fit) feeling that it looks like body paint for a moment, which doesn't even make you feel some gaps.

And the constant breath of the clergyman is making an absolute mess of himself. I'm taking you back, closing the door, and the screams of the Labyrinth Emperors are coming from inside... even though they're going to get revenge for trying to do too much? Tomorrow's MP. Are you okay? I'm sure he's being attacked with full gear, he won't stop whining. Yeah, I mean that one!