Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 141 Evening Castle Fortress along the border by Wang Du

Enjoy the many happy treats that spread in front of you, a memorable gastronomic table to eat in tears, instead of having guests, and the amazing exotic delicacies even touched and frightened by the head chef of the Duke's family who accompanied him when he went to the border.

And I think, at a young age, what the chef taught me is that cooking represents the depth and richness of the culture of that country… dreaming of a distant exotic country, devouring delicacies and continuing to thank the guests.

Then, when it is a business trip job, we will develop weapons and equipment, and successively, improvements will be made due to new technologies. We even have new product clothes...... beautiful clothes, adorable accessories, and erotic underwear!

The boneless armor of my fiancées (fiancées) has also been renewed and begun to adjust, why don't we put a new armor on the look of Rin, move our bodies and place an order... angry?

"Yao, let me in the cobolt mark!" "Mine was a camel bird...... was it?" "Something full of lines?" "Was that a Happy Team? What's mine?" "That's it. That... three months?

"So don't take the liberty of putting the Sportsmaker logo on your armor! Besides, I'm telling you it's not a camel bird, it's a chicken! And why do you think Leopard Mark is Cobolt! Plus, why are the thrash marks on the other side of the sky scratches, teamed with the triple leaf mark on the laurel crown! And there are three of them, you can count to three, even those who want to be human soon can count to three, and you're the one who's suspicious! (Wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-wh...)"

A longtime reunion that laughs so you can scream and play witch mountains with a childish face.

And turning to training changes the meaning of laughter. The laughter is fierce, the eyes are harsh, the laughter turns to roar and the storm of the sword trident rages.

The seriousness of all the spirits not seen in the labyrinths outside the periphery of those people can be walked through without plundering by a coordinated raid that cannot be followed by the eyes of the beast. The shadow in black walks as if walking, swinging a wooden stick as a child plays.

"What pain? Yes!" "You, slap him gently!" "Seriously, it hurts." "What the fuck, now!?"

Walk dancing around like dancing, laughing and walking in a series of tantrum-like attacks like turning a stick and playing - that's the Great Labyrinth Killer, a horror completely alien to strength.

"I don't hit it! Don't stick it in a straight line." "Damn, another nasty move!" "Don't be fooled by spinning, that axis is fake" "Hey, fake feet! Get away!!"

The LV is only thirty, promising for recruits, but if you're a soldier, you'll have a brutal attack emanating from a monstrous physical ability (status) at a lower level... lightly rolling, slapping your head, laughing with pleasure.

"Pfft, I can bump it, but it's good! Yeah, I got bummed out in the morning, too, the eight-win bummer recommendation? Enjoy?"

"" "" "Don't split it! Though I would generally deserve all the causes of you getting bummed!!" ""

Looking at our loved ones who challenge us to play with your friends with laughter, we ask Master Farelia to do an archery. Improvements have been made to tame the body with lighter and easier movement of the armor.

A young girl like a lady in a tropical position, her splendidly beautiful and thin body is ripped from her heart... instead of meeting, she is bounced off under a combination.

Its crystal-clear eyes are quietly gentle everywhere... but they stare at me as if I were asking. I thought you could protect your loved ones with that degree of power? I thought you could walk with someone you love with such power? If you're ready to pierce love, let me see its power.

Challenge ─ This thought will never shake, and even if this body burns down, this flame needs to be put out. I challenge you to be ready for those gentle eyes!

The wooden sword is about to be bounced off. But I grip it hard and shake it off, striking and shaking the wooden sword with our burning thoughts! Put your thoughts into selflessness only, and put your fervent thoughts on our samurai on the sword.

It's instruction. Disoriented and taught, thoroughly taught and guided if you are not allowed gaps in the battle, trying to put in thoughts, don't cut temper, if you want to be with me, don't ever die.

Not a single step moves and blows our five swords away. This is the thoughts of the heroes who follow and sincerely follow Yao, and this is the thoughts of the heroes who guard the border at the bottom of the labyrinth and are strangers.

My fiancées (fiancées) are the same, and I've never seen such strong people before, beautiful and proud beastly strength... and that's the wretched sprinkling of laughter. Only the pitch-black shadow stands, grinning violently as she glares up.

"The resentment (bocco) and spiciness (bocco) and jealousy (bocco) and seclusion (bocco) and jealousy (bocco) and anger (bocco) and remorse (bocco) and pity (bocco) and anger (bocco) and... more"

"" "" Long haired! And it hurts! I mean, I don't want you to be alone, but I'm broke!

Even the labyrinth goes effortlessly, and the out-of-standard commotion that struggles with laughter crosses and speaks as if it were laughing and twisting. That sounds like a fun play, swimming around like a demon with viciousness.

"Um, creepy, nasty," "Oh, that creepy," "Shit, creepy flushes me out"

Strange exotic martial arts, dancing like a circular dance streams the sword and slashes it away. It is as elegant as dance, but it is as beautiful as dance, not battle, but disease, an extreme move in which all its movements have complex meanings.

"It's your heads that twirl, you've seen about the gossip applause, right? Let's understand the difference between Kung Fu and Kung Lun, right? What martial arts is that, Krung Krung!? Sounds like fun!?"

The dance of a jumping and dancing circle, the smile of a loved one who, when slashed, is rolled over and laughs. That's smiling and just a little envious. 'Cause a beastly grin springing from my heart, a giggling face with a crazy fierce soul trembling.

"We've already tweaked it, but let's do it ourselves! Mocha kills each other, more kills each other? Like?"

"" "" I don't want to die about tweaking. Hey!

A stunned raid arrives to swim, kicking and rolling around, shouting laughter and pleasure... Yao's weakening, which was spoken of in distress when Oda and the others were there, was worrying, as if it were happy to strike and roll around. Challenge like an innocent child and enjoy fighting like a god.

If we can't lose, we challenge Farelia, and she beats us up like an archery... and laughs all the way up to us, and our souls burn, and we know what it's like to love someone. Because you have such a strong opponent.

It was loose. He stepped through the labyrinth around the king's capital and was praised for being a hero when he was lifted up to be a brave man... he forgot the fear of the labyrinth on the border, he would die in an instant on the border if he tried with a relaxed heart while vowing to return one day.

The labyrinth demons on the border are scary. The most endless land to wait for the demons, who are strong, fast, spicy, cunning, and fearful, even if they fight with all their might and without alarm.

Around the ground, Division I people change their faces as they look away, that's the face when they were going to the border, the face of a samurai who fights and survives in the dead. The strength of a true hero who fights the terror he learns at the border, who at some point throws away the luxury he was wrapped up in.

"Do you want to use this, ladies? It feels like it's time to use it, but I think it's better this way. Yeah, it's convenient and super recommended for mocha bumps, right? I told you to keep it cheap, and you left Mogadishu, didn't you?

"Is this... a sword? It's a shape I've never seen before?" "Right, is that an inverse curved knife with a leaned forward blade tip?" "Some kind of strong sword..." "But... beautiful"

It is said to be a trial slaughter, slashing into a pile stabbed by a soldier field, the weight of being shaken becomes sharp in reverse, slashing and tearing with one blow. It's interesting to have a unique shape that can be slashed to slap and slashed away to slash. When you become obsessed and slash around, you become familiar with the sword moves of the clan... easier to use than the sword.

"Yeah, you can smack Moga with the Great Kukrisod DX, a showdown punishing weapon for Moga, or hunt it. If you're just the right sword muscle to smack it from the waist with your arm back, try it? Yeah, in Moga?

"Scary! Something's annihilating. Scary, that!?" "That's a knife or something!" "" "I know it sucks just in some way!

"I almost cried when I saw an army of high school girls gripping and laughing at a regular version of Kukli knife, did I? It's 28 over there, so it's five over here, and it's cheating, so have you tried making it big (long sword)? Well, big Kukri?

Please change the length and center of gravity and adjust the thickness and width every time you try to wiggle...... it is the divine skill of the blacksmith, every time you match it, the sword lightly sickens, the strange feeling of being familiar as if it were an extension of the arm and united as if the sword would respond to the moves. This is the exotic blacksmith technique that creates the miracle weapon of the border, called the Devil's Swordsmith, and the miracle business of Yao.

Dear Farelia, who dealt with the practice, also taught us how to use a unique sword, and the miraculous time passed instantly.

Master Yao waves - no matter how many times I see you - someone as annoying as a dream, a mysterious friend without a point of view who disappears like a fantasy when I think I finally see him. Dear guardian of the border like a gentle demon to the point of cruelty.

"Bye-bye, every time. - Oh, my God! Dear Sir!

"" "I want to! Seriously, it's expensive!!" "" Depends on the Otas... well, okay "" Bye, Rice Again! "" "" Seriously, please rice!! ""

It is called a calamity of happiness that cannot be brought about from afar, and a man travels. I'm sure you want to go with me, we took away the happiness of going together and fighting laughing friends... Ok, if you don't comfort me with this new underwear (Negrije) today, Farelia also gave me the "Basic 100 Choices, Sex Woman's Preference Perfect Guide"... Wow, with my thighs... (Gokuri!