Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 111 Evening Church State Street

[Old man speaking]

Ha, I can't stop laughing, my head is going to be ridiculous, I'm more concerned than jokes and jokes. He's a good boy to say he's a LV25 kid, no lines, no thin, no tall, yet he's scary! What the hell, animals, festived by instructional knights, decorated by captains and smoked without even being able to get to the border, continued to hunt for demons of training and flow, and went to many wars "koshiri ai". When did you think this was happening?

Days of fine temperature (wet) battle. But I don't want to fight the Beast Warrior, I want to slaughter and kill you like a respectable and strong warrior. You can't agree to go to the border, protect the border, but attack. That's when I thought it was like this... idiot or non?

It's not like this, not at all. 'Cause seriously, you scare me, you little brat! LV25, what you have in your hand is a wooden stick. That's scary enough to make me laugh. Yeah, damn it, the world wasn't like this after all!

I don't know what to say, but instead of saying hello to my sword... I didn't quit! Fucking witch mountain games, I can't take a step! I can't even step forward to meet, push, get rid of, or get rid of. The sword of the Lifelong Non is swept away without receiving any.

I don't know if I'm strong enough to say that, but I'm sure I couldn't help it. You must have lived in hell or something the whole time, unacceptable except to win. I'm sure it doesn't matter if he's already so strong for him or something, I'm not even interested in protecting him or winning anymore. It's all too flippant and obvious, and I haven't even seen a sword tip that seems to plunder his nose like it doesn't matter in a sword-style-blown death place with a natural face to breathe in.

I don't want to stare, I don't want to look, but I don't care what you look like. I'm just looking into the eyes of Noon without even looking at the angry sword of indifference, just as I can see in the scenery. I'm not scared, I'm not lost, I'm just looking at the ocean without interest, I don't care if this sword stabs me, I don't care if it stabs me.

I'm sure I can or can't. I'll just kill you because I don't care what you do, not even if your liver is sitting or daring. It's just my pity.

I decide not to be killed at all, I decide the outcome at will, and push it through as I please. The arrogant shore passes when it doesn't matter if the opponent is convenient, strong or weak. Damn, the world is so awesome! Damn, I should have slashed the church fence like this and thrown Leitesia out, I'm sure there were a lot of things I didn't know and couldn't tell you. Damn - strong. Hey, you're such a weak kid.

I'm sure I didn't give up, this kid. Like a kid, there's nothing I can do about it that I can't do about it, and I don't give up on them like they're strangers, so I guess I've pushed them through. I guess I never lost, pushed me through, kept knocking me down, but I never took a step back. So there's no ceiling, I'm pushing through, I can't stop looking at it! Damn, you win so much, you don't even plunder, you're playing so miserably, you can't help it, Noon... I swung my sword like this, you're so tall you can't reach it at all when it reaches a height you never got to, shit!

[Pretending to be a priest's scouting story]

He was a ferocious old man, a case of sword-wielding fun without the intention of killing him? He's a weird old man who's not willing to kill but he's glad he didn't let go of a series of attacks he's willing to kill, he must be an old man with some serious problem in his head, because he's laughing and crying and he's happy to regret it... his old man's peninsula! If you laugh, they'll slash you. Never laugh, old man!? That's serious (cynical)!

Strong, fast, clever, but honest, simple because the sword is honest and empty. How many free men and how many swords you waved. That sword muscle is perfect, so if you just avoid the minute of the line you can see in "Future Vision," your sword will flash without a 1 mm crazy comma 1 second error. You'll never hit it and you'll never see it wrong, this is that Skull Lord sword, so I know and I see it. Exactly the same, so I don't have to worry about hitting it at all, because I know everything about what I'm going to do next, and I saw it with these eyes. Awesome swordsmanship, but I can't help it without a blow arrow!

Yes, that blow arrow sucked! I would know better if I tried this, when combined with that blowing arrow attack, it's an inevitable sword, but the strong one is the sword that defeats the weak one, so honest and pushy and easy to empty. Well, I guess this ferocious old man has a big personality, too.

Gently push the tip of the sword that appears at the desired time (timing), that's the only slashing trajectory that deviates. Too honest and not strategic...... I'm sure the sword technique of hunting demons is turning into an inefficient sword for interpersonal use, there was no such distortion in Skull Lord's sword. No rushing or deceptive moves, no disturbing rigid sword ramblings, no sharpening opponents, just honestly repeating sword moves but not even becoming interpersonal swords for it.

So let me show you, I guess I kept waving my sword and pursuing it, but I couldn't meet it. I can only imitate things, but imitate the real sword moves of Skull Lord, computationally analyzed from Mr. Wisdom's full memory, with the full control of "The Wooden Dolls," and still show you about the remainder of what Skull Lord left behind... what about the blow arrows?

[And again, old man talk]

My heart and my guts chilled out, my mind and body froze in awe and awe and I was fascinated. The lad's wooden stick changed shape as if he was bored, and turned into something like a sword - and waved. The eyes and heart of Noon froze in an instant in a natural wave that seemed to be simple (simple) without creation. It is the secret sword technique of the Church Knights (Temple Knights), which is passed down only to the Church and taught only by the Knights of Instruction. Besides, it's the unknown shape of that sword move! There were still unknown shapes in the sword that kept learning everything and shaking it to the end, and the sword moves rolled out were advanced but simple (simple) sharpened swordsmanship that combines the knowing with the unknowing. The supreme and supreme figure of the swordsmanship known to Noh... The righteousness we have lost is behaved in front of us, taught by practicing martial arts to say that we have challenged him with a sword. If your sword is wrong, if it is not enough at all, the sword is higher and more beautiful.

Even with the sword together, the heart is taken away and even the blink spares to burn everything in his eyes. Follow the sword flash that flows. Chi Er, me, this country, everything was so small and small. Instead of the breadth of the world, it wasn't even reached by a sword. A brunette laughs at me for trying so hard to get old. You're such a yochiyochi walking baby, laughing and laughing even if you're not out of the shaking cage yet, and that sword mirrors the breadth and endless height of the world.

Receive a thousand swords, wave ten thousand swords, eat selflessly and heartlessly. At last, my body stopped coming about my qi, and I got dull and old and my body moved at such an important time. The best time I've finally gotten in my life is over, hey, chisel, move it, shit!

[A boy high school student who insists he's pretending to be a priest's reconnaissance]

Finally stopped moving, is it life expectancy? Unfortunately, he talked to you, so he seems to be alive?

The old man who couldn't move asked me if I had seen the guerrilla, so I said I hadn't, but apparently there are guerrillas in this country. That's insecure, huh? They're pretty flashy rambling around, but I guess we didn't notice because we were there. Totally different worlds are noisy.

And then you ask me persistently if I know the princess as I say Zeezy, or if I didn't see the fight?

"Hey, didn't you see that knight who says she has a tough face, Leitesia? Wearing armor with a crest on it? I want to know the end of it, Father from the east... I tried to ask you, but I tried to hear it out with my sword. Because I couldn't help him. Nah, I wish I was dead as a knight at least... I can't run out of tragic stories about being a woman, though. - Why are you so blind! You know... who did it, who humiliated him and mausoleum him, please tell me... hey, why is Mr. Sister pointing fingers at you?

"Hey, it's a crime! This is a trap!? Well, to explain it plainly, I was crying out for a slightly refreshing thing to take off, but I wasn't bad because I was just shy of being polite, thorough, detailed, and frightened around every corner of my body, but I wasn't humiliated, was I? Yeah, were you happy?

When it comes to teaching knightly ladies knights with tough faces, you mean nanny knights who work in orphanages for their younger daughters, I'm just a friendly polite intern who made clothes, armor and underwear.

"Hey, hey, I'm crying. I'm just... oh, no, take it off and do something embarrassing. Just ahhh! I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I won't avoid you, I won't kill you!

"Old man Kora, calm down. The misunderstandings didn't come together. I took them off, but I can't measure them without taking them off and embarrassing them, can I?

I thought it was the limit of my strength, and the ferocious old man seemed to be a healthy old man, wielding his sword as far as his power was concerned. Jeopardy - I'm smarter than I was just now... and I'm out of bees?

"What did you do with that? Oh! Why are you avoiding Leitesia? Oh, my God. Oh, my God! Shit! Why..."

"Why... kidnap me? No, 'cause they kidnapped me, and it's like I kidnapped them. It's reputational damage, but I'm the kidnapper of the kidnapped victim, and we're all surrounded, and I'm the preacher, so I'm the victim! I just took that off in my favor and gently changed the act for you..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! You told me that because of you, don't let them kill you!

The sword muscle is sharpened precisely and sharply. My body, but my heart was dull, and it began to sharpen like a peeling, falling sword with anger. Well, still, it's not far from Skull Road. I have physical control in a few steps compared to when I did Skull Road. In fact, there's hardly any more obstacles to my daily life.

But Skull Lord left me with a sword and the same sword moves that Xing has stuck with, but I don't actually know. He's a ferocious old man, I don't need to talk to him because I can't tell him from the old man, if he buries it, he won't talk, and the aging smell cuts! Uh, what about the flame bottle?

"Show yourself, you're the ultimate in burning down an old man! Special, Back Flamethrower (Napalm)! What, you can't burn it without letting me go? Yeah, bake it, huh?

"I can't talk, negotiate, explain! Leitesia's letter, give it to me! Maybe this is where it's delivered."

"Yeah, well, why don't you bake it and let me go because I'll bury your letter with you? Don't burn your letters, just the old man, so there's no problem, you don't have to worry about the problem of burning them and eating them without reading them if they get bumpy, and you don't look mad and retarded, so you can't read words or anything anyway, okay? You're gonna eat it, aren't you?

"I don't eat it, I can read about it! That's what you said about Leitesia's letter? He did that at the end of the day... sorry, did you come to deliver the letter? Thank you very much, very much, very sorry, not on this street!

Old man sitting down and putting his head on the ground, or grandpa, an old man probably quite old but not aged in high LV?

"Uh, old man because he told me to give it to the old men of the old Knights of Teaching? That's all, old man! That, could anyone have been an old man, because he's an old man, maybe he's sharing memories and stuff between all the old men? Well, a letter? Is it mail? Like?

An old man who spills tears from his bottoms and old man's face as he sits down and reads a letter, the fact that he can read a letter has the potential to be intelligent to an old man from another world, but well, it doesn't matter if he's intelligent or an old man. Because he's an old man?

"Live... are you alive? He said that he had committed tremendous treason against the princess, and that in his letter he had worked disrespect to Her Royal Highness Princess Sharicelles of the Kingdom, and bladed a treacherous, outrageous, brunette clown into the hostage...? And yet you're alive? Where's Leitesia?"

"That's why you said you were cackling in Nyoro Nyoro! If I were dead, I wouldn't tell you, the princess's Sister, and her daughter were making a big fuss with cackle and welcome, would I? Super fine? I was fainting, though? Did you indulge?

Yeah, well, the tentacles get tangled up because they get too violent, bored and cramped, and Mr. Devil Yarn gets oh, Mr. Snake (Hud) intrudes and licks, and he joins the fight to Mr. Chicken (Coca), and he snaps with his wings, and he gets busy at the Big Scream Festival, right?

"What the hell! Ratessia, to Princess Ariel... you're not gonna die killing me, are you? How can I kill this?

"No, your dancing daughter? Don't make it impossible with your far eyes there, okay? I'm the weak one, and they say it's like a walrus bi blooming in a wilderness that lives hard. It's reputational damage to healthy high school boys, right? Yeah, people, right?

My first intentions are consistent. Consistent. Consistent. Consistent. I'm not bad. Consistent.

"He's alive properly. Birth daughter in maiden, unperforated! Don't ask, I don't know enough to ask, the interpreter is absent."

Mm-hmm, I guess your dancing daughter is talking about the legitimacy and honesty of saying I'm not bad, and your old man seems to be preaching shun too. How come the other world doesn't have the means to communicate, and all my reputational damage is spreading through thousands of miles of wrongdoing? That's weird, huh?

[Old man talking again]

Latecia was safe, that's all I thought was enough, but lacking to say, I tried to smash her to death when I heard "I grabbed her, surrounded her, let her take it off, frightened her, and cried" but hey. I can't kill you. Eh, the flashes of my own incredible sword are recieved without plundering. That distance, which I don't even think will arrive a little bit, was infinitely far away...... they're going to cut me off, so I'm only avoiding a few more distances.

And the beauty breaks in, apparently she was about to be burned by magic. You're so strong, you're a magician!

But once again, she's an impossible beauty, fascinated by love. My ancestors say that they have gone from one end to the other to the goddess of war and the legendary Virgin, but if you look at this, you know exactly how your ancestors feel. Such a strong and beautiful woman exists, and if she can lead, she deserves to risk her life. Anyway, she was too beautiful to realize it, but she was incredibly strong, a purely overwhelming intimidation unlike the unreasonable strength of that Ultimate Exhaustive Kid... so I guess your ancestors got there too, attracted and admired by strength and beauty to want to fight beside her.

"He's alive properly. Birth daughter in maiden, unperforated! Don't ask, I don't know enough to ask, the interpreter is absent."

Nothing's been done? I don't know why you're asking, but when you ask, you don't know more, so it's inexplicable that you won't know more? But I have no idea from earlier. Where are they with the interpreter? Trouble?

[A boy who insists on calling himself a priest's pretentious reconnaissance tells you he's pissed off not to talk?

Now, the old man shut up and let's go into the capital and start reconnaissance. First, I want to reconnaissance gold objects, but there's reconnaissance (when) in the Royal Palace, and it's important to reconnaissance the market (when), and then reconnaissance (when) is appropriately done. I hear the Pope's here too, and if you scout, it's efficient, because there's no rest for scouting, but there's rest and holidays, right? Well, shopping? I mean, what am I supposed to do with this crazy old man?

1, bury.

2. Burial.

3. Return to earth.

Four, activate the underground humanization plan!

Difficult issues, all of which are difficult to follow, make the choice difficult. Yeah, let's just dig a hole, you can bury it and then think about it. Yeah, hard question?