Lonely Attack on the Different World

One day, the border.

The bragging adventurers, all locally named and named after two, attracted by the powerful and heroic Tan, are about to lose their jaws in the nightmare.

The vicious terror is named for the border, and the Great Ghost (Orc) of Demon Forest Demons destroyed by adventurers is slaughtered once and for all - a bunch of the kingdom's most powerful armed group, the Cute Wife, slaps and crushes demons overflowing from the forest and pulls a thousand!

"The demon is a total destruction (whisker). Oh, oh, oh!" "" "Uh-oh!

The demon's head bursts on a stick that is swung down with the blast, and a blood splash wets the forest, a large army of evil ghosts (goblins) who are trampled with fewer numbers for each swing.

"I'll hunt it all down, I'm sure the Return Thanksgiving (Bargain) will begin soon."

"" "" Okay, I'll earn the Demon Stone!

The scream of the Beast Ghost (Kobolt), who dares to strike but is crushed and scatters flesh pieces without even sticking out his fangs or nails, woods spirits in the woods.

The forest of terror filled with evil ghosts trembles in awe, the world fills with terror just when you hear the name of its "lovely wife".

"Ahead, there is a village where I was born. There's a village that's always been poor and finally laughable... I won't let you go. The happiness we get, it's not cheap enough to make us demons."

"My parents' house is over there, and they seemed happy to be a weaving village even though it was a village where nothing was found. So I can't let you go, I can't let you do that happy village!

An evil ghost (goblin) who kills and destroys people is defeated, and the powerful power of the demon is crushed by overwhelming violence. - The great ghost (oak) and the majestic intimidation glorified and feared in the shadows by the pig ghost (oak) swallow the demon army's momentum.

"We got pulled out between the third and fourth, do you want to come after us?

"It's okay, 'cause those billboard daughters are cleaning up over there"

Only the rain of blood pours along with the sound of the slaughter as we laugh and chat, the meat crumbles, the bones crumble, only the voice of the demons' disconnectors is sucked into the woods.

"Reporting from the sixth, I hear there's another group outside the left wing!

"Fixed, they were there (...) So the orphans really don't work well"

"I need to make plenty of money and buy you some sweets later"

"They're good kids... because when I give them sweets, they say," Sister (...) Thank you "

Laughter - - It's an extinct group of fighters who laugh at each other in blood and screaming like a long, idle wellside conference, stepping on demonic bodies and advancing as they pile up carcasses.

"Sorry, I didn't know we adventurers could be saved..."

"What are you talking about? Do you have any idea how grateful I am to you people from other parts of the border? He stretched his chest and followed me to the edge after strength, surviving and continuing to fight. You're all heroes of the border."

If so, he's a pitiful hero. The desolates, proud of their power, know their weakness at the border, and bite their remorse and look up to heaven.

These people have lived here for generations, survived and fought on the border... that's the hero, we just lived in the overflow of that peace.

"Is there anyone who can move? You can't just roll around here all the time, useless or pathetic."

"Oh, if the people on the border who protect the kingdom lift up a hero, I can't say it hurts."

Sound the armor and stand up with one, one more. Squeeze your sword and inspire your heart - we've chosen to be adventurers, it's natural to be scared and hurt.

"Okay, let's go." "" Ooh. ""

We'll survive here, we'll survive the sight, but it will fight and survive. Miserable or unfortunate, we know our weakness and we know our true strength.

"Alright, let's make some money and have a drink. Don't die because it's a split, you guys."

"The neighborhood is a good place to eat, can you die here?"

The desolate, the crude, and the deviant will all be companions at the border (here). The border (here) is cruel, which is why I think of my weakness, and everyone who stands up there is one of us.

"I mean, it sounds like a" cute little girl "meeting back there, huh? If you were asleep, you wouldn't be dressed!

"You're young... that's what's going to be the army of" Pretty Ma'am "in the future"

Young single adventurers with no voice and tears, the Devil's Forest is harsh but the reality is harsh and cruel at all times... my daughter-in-law was a member of "Pretty Wife" too... already the LV was pulled out. Oh, I thought we were gonna die in a couple fights!!

Well, you can't lose... well, I don't feel like you can win.

If it's enough to lose and go home, it's much more peaceful to beat each other up with pig ghosts (oaks) in the woods. Okay, I need to make sure I'm not mistaken about my wife and the Great Ghost (Orc), I did learn that in my guild... scarier was my wife, and not scarier was the Great Ghost (Orc).

Uh, something. I'm starting to feel like it's as easy to take down as an oak now.