Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 149 Evening during Elf's Forest Royal Castle Elf Council

He was passed to the conference as the king's entourage with Archemy... but this was unarmed during the council of the ancient species Elder, in a complete trap covered up to the undetectable walls and floors and ceilings. Not really, but it was filled with protective equipment and a dark device... that's why we were chosen as escorts in our skirt dresses... is it okay to have a foldable giant stone axe (Warax) or a portable axe?

"Kiriquil, Archemy, if things go badly, run away from the conference room and miss the brunette guests...... sorry, please"

The king must have been prepared, but that's splendid, but very wrong direction. You don't know what this dress means, you made it to protect the king... it looks like a treasure-like glow and graceful work of art, but you can seriously fight an armed army, what is this?

And the council of the ancient species Elder falls to speak with great prestige and eloquence. Psychological manipulation is deactivated Deceiving in an arrogant manner without even knowing it is "Resist"... incompetent, but to that extent arrogant shore of vanity and disguised prestigious and shamelessly intimidating ignorance. Moreover, strangely, his face, hands and feet are full of earthworms swelling and blood seeps through, and he is not majestic with a tired face.

"We are not here to discuss, we are building and invading a castle fortress in the forest of rebels Vizmleg-Zero and Elves, capturing people's wizards, and ordering them to turn over the witches' personalities and people's criminals... we already have our ancient species Elder in our hands, and the felons will not allow us to escape."

The representative of the ancient breed Elder, who proclaims himself highly overwhelmed by his presence, does not mind what he meets with Mr. Yao. There is no fear of fictional authority, no intimidation of vanity power is too light, we know the real thing, but fake marvels are miserable. And with a weary, worn out face...... do I look itchy?

But the aim felt from the ends of the word is Mr. Yao, strangely adamant to the sorcerer.

I rewrote the Elf Forest magic team that everyone couldn't get their hands on, I crave that great sorcerer... so I'm sure the great sage had it, but that's not far from being a great sorcerer or anything, is it, "insider"?

I have no idea, I can't make it because it's not grand sorcery or alchemy. But an insider is a miracle worker who turns tragedies into happiness, a miracle-class physical version of God and earns a penny. If you eat that treat, you'll see how great the innkeeper is... I won't give it to you.

"What a pitiful word to be caught by an attacked and repelled opponent... Is that what the ancient breed Elder said? Well, if you're dissatisfied with the fortified city, you'll suffer from understanding why it was watched in silence, if you call it the dominion of the ancient species Elder, you should have stopped it.

"Bu, disrespectful! Do you want to be banished from the woods when your king sums up the woods and speaks to the orders of the ancient breed Elder!

Exile and nothing. Are you willing to have control of the forest even though half of the forest is already in the Rafflesian realm, and the fortified city eats deep into the forest? You think that castle fortress can be dropped while driving Rafflesia away?

"I won't give you the witch. What is the value in the words of Elder, the administrator who broke the arrangement, scorned the code, and could not even maintain the forest and would not accept inspections! At least Noon will never forgive you for what you did to Linje, and if you attack the castle fortress, you'll be a dead soldier, but let's fight!

The leader of the reef is very high, his anger at the ancient breed Elder has reached a boiling point and it is a dangerous situation, this is not to say a royal castle, in the unarmed leaders of the reef...... well, you are all equipped with stone kuklinives and multi-coloured high-defense clothing,

"We'll hang on to our soul, Hartman, and follow our guests!" "No objection, if the ancient breed Elder refuses, no more marching to the Holy Land!" "Have you forgotten your benevolence to the ancient breed Elder, you guys!" "Ask about its management." "Don't let people bullshit you!" "So let's extend the inspection, there's not even a refusal explanation!" "Phew."

The disbelief in the ancient species Elder is growing entirely with its dignity and the deafening attitude we hear, and we are all unwilling to discuss not to go through with it. We need to prepare for tough measures... as long as we can secure an exit route, we can stop... eh, now what!?

"I'm not talking about it, I'm telling you to call that man's tribe. Just ask him directly, and no matter how much you say, the charges will remain the same. If you have a point, give it to him."

Do you call me!? What a stupid and reckless thing to do. It is true that during the Council (here) there will be the realm of the ancient species Elder, unarmed to look set up and trap like mountains.

So confident - - it's stupid, if we have the strength to fight the Labyrinth Killers with about the tricks and traps, we'll be able to drop the Labyrinth ourselves... if we can't, it's less than stupid. He said he was worried about how to get away while protecting the king and the chiefs inside... oh, ridiculous.

The door opens. Without arms, the villagers' equipment with only cloth and slight leather shows up - the ancient breed Elder - so I laugh. More dangerous than that. Fully armed and other unlikely chunks of anti-labyrinth weapons in front of you. Can you afford a spare chuckle, in front of anyone who even kills the king of the labyrinth? The intrusion is a country man caged in a forest and unaware of the breadth of the outside world, a big man caged in a forest covered by trees and not even aware of the height of the sky.

"If you're going to call a straight forward but albeit boys high school, let's read some air and think about the old man concentration of the air conditioning, because it's an elf-made guide to my daughter, and I was expecting a little pleasant invitation, and it was a high-concentration old man zone with no sense of eroticism, and it was between all of Mr. Elov's dementia and a bitter aging odor! Wow, that's a trap!?"

"Courtesy of a tribe of unknown savages, where monkeys tried to imitate elves, it seems that courtesy cannot be imitated by monkeys."

I hope you don't make that person a representative of the people, you have a terrific eye of condemnation coming from the line of beautiful women who will continue in their dresses later!

Besides, courtesy comes from a country where people are commonly told, "Deep thanks are meaningless, even when you're thankful, if you take your eyes off them, they'll kill you." Courtesy is a technique for not getting killed with a modus operandi for not killing each other, a perception that says it's dangerous if you show a gap...... I'm sure if I saw it from all of you, I wouldn't even find an elf so full of gaps that it's worth thanking you for.

And it's an eighty-nine trap, but the aging smell seems irrelevant. Probably the ultimate incompetence that makes me think about taking him hostage because he has the lowest LV, if he has the power to take the labyrinth killer hostage, even the labyrinth king will be caught...... a laugh like winning is creepy wrapped in a bloody bandage after scratching it all over his face.

"Surrender, you sinners of the people. The ancient species Elder invaded the forest of the elves without refusal, causing harm to the hunters of the ancient species Elder, and sin deserves death. Surrender and I will save your life."

"I can't leave school while attending school. I'm in attendance from different worlds, but the school building hasn't been transferred, so I don't feel like school, do I? Yeah, you don't seem to have a school edition, do you? I mean, it's itchy, but you've come a lot, haven't you?

I insulted him as a rat in a bag, trying to put away threats in conversation, etc... that conversation is the hard one! Conversation is harder than grabbing, grabbing it and taking it home will destroy you! And... in their country, it seems like a violent country even to rats.

"Don't play witch mountain, do it. No! Don't capture all the brunettes! No more sparing hands, no more covenants, no more pointless, all these people are not to blame!

The ancient breeds Elder, mad as crazy, what's itchy?

The killing spirit arrives, the signs grow, the first hand determines everything - suddenly, the assassins' men who pour out of the ceiling, jump out of the walls and the floor and kill them "..." Yes, the Lost and Found Out.

'Cause it's a first hand and a complete failure and it's over... and if those female assassins would have been happily caught? Assassins who jump, thrust, and blow and roll around like assassins armed with metal that should have jumped and hung on a wall, and when they crash into elbows, knees, or shoulders with protruding weights, they are bounced and rolled around.

"I dare you, why is your old man flying around! If you think what you think when you're a pretty sister is harmful to a boy high school student, you should get rid of all the generic old people first, you're definitely more dangerous with an old man attacking you in silence. That's a protest fight kick!

Sure, the old man seemed more dangerous. You're hurting around, practicing close combat... but that's a continuous shrink that puts you in close range super fast, it hurts when you bump into him, doesn't it?

The ambush by the lightly dressed soldiers was scattered to dance, and Elder's soldiers, hidden in the hidden room, broke in with heavy equipment...... heh, iron swords and spears. The maiden's skirt is full of secrets, secrets full of secrets or weapons.

The meeting turned into a sparkling ball of iron and stone, and the ugly tongue battle turned into a spectacular riot... Look, I knew you were overequipped, didn't I? This is how a weapon that's supposed to be too dangerous to deploy to fight with a weapon hidden in a crisis is happily destroying every building and saying, "Hey, what are you trying to do?" It's a different thing!

"That's a protective weapon because you can't equip a sword... was that a weapon?" "I kind of feel like I'm causing a pathetic armored person with only an iron sword!?" "See, I didn't know the difference between labyrinth gear and royal gear." "If I did, I thought there were a lot of weapons, it was a heavy weapon for destroying the royal palace!?" "Look, the heavy load looks like garbage?

The beauty of the dress dances and dances, swinging a giant blunt weapon in her hand and dancing with a vicious heavy weapon in her hand. If you get a giant stone pillar with a sword or something, it will be crushed, and there is no way you can withstand a portable broken castle hammer with a shield and armor. It will be destroyed and destroyed without a fight.

"You cowardly bastards are bringing in weapons!" "" "" Don't you tell me? Yeah, it's for maiden protection "" "

The racist rule of "speaking without wearing iron" of an elf who loves nature and makes peace a treasure and abhors iron and fire went too far with those who come from countries who affirm that "the rules are for killing martial arts" Yabu ".

"Barista, a crossbow by the name of a stone bow, shoots!" "" "" Roger, Yar! "

An avalanche soldier is knocked down. A soldier of the ancient breed Elder, who enters as furiously as he can, with a brightly colored dress, is kicked, just an iron sword and armor shattered miserably and overwhelmed.

"Individual, free to perish!" "" "" Roger, Yar! "Freedom to go Free Boko!

From the point of view of the people who come from a swirling country with a number of rights tricks that make the rule to kill by force from the start and say they scratch it as a matter of course, they won't even be opponents of an elf that just tows and guesses at each other...... even if an elf, a sub or a human race makes a serious and arduous conspiracy or ploy so imperative, it would be like playing from these brunette people.

"Put in all units, the numbers are one-sided, push them down!" "I can't stand my teeth with regular weapons for indoor use!" "Put out the big shield, keep it down clean!" "Gahhh, what the hell is that?!

Because these people are willing to destroy their castles and destroy their armies, trying to avoid strife without a sword and saying, "If you can't bring in iron, you just have to destroy it with a giant stone mass weapon". I don't care what you think, weapons go beyond interpersonal siege weapons and weapons of mass annihilation... I can't talk at a time when I'm thinking about unarmed and heavily armed opponents to my audience, isn't perspective an interpersonal or assassination from the edge!?

"Why, I can't bring in any iron or magic props... a fully equipped soldier... ghoul!" "Surprise Squad Destroyed, Reinforce... Gu Ha!" "It would be possible to bring weapons to a conference! Ohhh!

Why is the idea poor, because it's a poor idea to tie up the barebacked with magic and subdue them with heavily armed soldiers, and say, "If you can't have metal, why don't you poke it with a broken castle hammer, 108 times?" I eat it.

"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, 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, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Both the traps Elder built and the sorcery team were blown away with chicken "coca" blow arrows (... cannon), and the prison castle that was Elder's dominion was filled with holes... an innkeeper who creates things that make everyone happier than anyone else, it's a king of destruction who's familiar with the structure and is extremely exhausted.

"Don't you know yet... why do you think Elder's setup trap castle is stronger than the labyrinth? What are you sleeping about to slay the Labyrinth?"

Even the king sighs, freaking out just now, right? It was a little tearful, wasn't it? A fright rushes to the faces of the ancient breed Elder, who was trembling in anger, as if he finally realized what he had gotten his hands on... pathetic, I can't believe he didn't even know such an easy thing while he was looking down high.

"You will allow me to speak as a representative of the people... you have decided that people, ancient breeds such as Elder, and everything irrelevant, will want to buy something frightened of the labyrinth by fighting to kill the labyrinth, won't you? Are you nuts? Doom? If you want to fight and sell to Diorail, buy it up!

Look down at the countrymen who do not even know the diplomatic significance of attacking a line that includes princesses of other countries, which the princess of the kingdom despises. Those who do not know the world, and those who do not know the labyrinth, cannot measure its marvel. I'm more scared of those people than I can even imagine, because the Labyrinth Kings at the bottom of hell are the victims all the time.

"I am the king of ornaments, but I have seen the border, and the people of the border laughed while the labyrinth was surrounded by demonic woods. Instead of living in fright, it's funny because we won the battle... we're not willing to be imposed or exploited by you. I'm telling you to return to the elves a long time ago and not fight them equally."

Drunk of worship, made equal to faith, which has been distorted in the name of the Administrator, he lost sight of himself for the first time in his pride... he must have been bogged down and returned to me. Authority and power are pointless in front of the Violent Bocco, and the rules, the finishing touches and the destruction of the Bocco mean nothing. You finally distorted your face into fear, you broke your heart and shattered your pride.

Did you see that? How high is the person who looked down on how horrible the person was, how dangerous he got his hands on something... I'm sitting there with a gun cry preached to you by an elf maid? Look, I've been too far from "From", and the maid is the one who's pissed off in the front seat to the king.