Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 160 Day Neighborhood Omui City Adventurer Guild

A totally absurd and insane daily sight. The demon elephant walks through the city with her tits, and the orphan gives instructions and strokes her head properly.

At the behest of the orphans, the long nose stretches everywhere and everywhere, and cleverly assembles the columns, the orphans cleverly secure them with flying ropes.

Magic in the name of a magical technique that instantly creates skeletons, walls are stretched and painted, and the columns themselves are crafted with ingenious craftsmanship that combines precisely to complete them instantly.

"Fixed!" "This way too -!" "The stones pile up." "Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey." "No, we need to consolidate the foundation first!" "Wait, a little more... done -!

While I look at it, I build it up to the roof and the house is finished, the carpenters finish it as they stroke the heads of the orphans, rework it and show and teach the orphans the job as they begin the interior.

The face is serious with laughter and zero grin while concentrating as an artisan.

The kind of gray streets that I already knew would disappear with poor, shoulder-to-shoulder, boulevards lined with white, happily shining buildings.

"Bridging land?" "Why, why?" "Ooh, in the drawings. They say 3D crossing, right?" "Are you weird?" "" "" Weird. Weird? "" "" No, this is awesome. We can walk from here to there. "" They won't go straight over there. Okay? "" That's why you go up on the bridge, "" "It's true, wow!" "" (Pao, Pao)

The city's buildings are getting taller, people are growing, the streets are spreading, and shops are getting busy with understaffing.

A vividly changing city and a constantly flowing wave of smiling people, a shopping labyrinth where the stalls and shops open (and show off) are so close to getting lost that the organized compartments circulate people well and scatter around them.

"Are you ready?" "" Calculating now. "" Horizontal value taken. "" OK, then. "" OK, I'll give it a ride. "" Paawn. ")

The changing city is like a symbol of a happy future, but the real future that all of them will see is the orphans who help. I'm sure you'll create a happy future with zero grin and a broken smile.

The culprit of that happiness............ you haven't grown at all.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, it's amazing! 'Cause the perfect spacing (layout) of bulletin board stickers, which I haven't made slight, is actually an invariant mystery that makes me wonder if there's a secret (code) hidden that points to eternity, and the whole bulletin board clerk is worried about what he's doing every day, and there's an invariable bulletin board that's going to be forced into a permanent secret where the ragged stickers aren't going to decay, where the obligation to fulfill his business is going to be under administrative guidance, right? Ohisa?"

"So why does it start complaining nicely as you open the door if you think you're finally back, and why is someone who isn't even an adventurer making a grand fuss in the first place without even looking at the sign! At least check before making a quiet sneak noise, it's sneaky!!"

"No, it hasn't changed to confirm, has it?

"Yes, it hasn't changed"

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"After all, if the presence of the bulletin board clerk is uncertain and the presence is not demonstrated until a request is placed on the bulletin board - the existence of the clerk is the question, the demonic proof theory of the absence of the demonstration will not be answered by Mr. Demon. The mysterious and uncertain existence is the presence of attention that I want you to stick out on the bulletin board, but it does not exist!

"Someone who's not an adventurer is too prestigious to exist, how much of an existential! Sneak sneak in and make a noise in the corner quietly!! Or I'm not an adventurer, so I can't be forced, but the guild chief calls you... so if you don't call me, don't try to go home if they call me to make a noise, come here. I'm not running away, I'm running desperately, so listen to me.... deep. Sorry, I let it grow out of power..."

The relatively deep looking lower labyrinth thoroughly hunted the demons, sending in many main forces that could never grow until they could not be broken down, and could not contain them as they unfolded to the army… one, again to the lower level, and turned into a deep labyrinth, where the demons became stronger and pushed back. A deep labyrinth where everyone trembled in remorse, angry at their weakness, and could not contain them if they fought with desperation.

There is no one to go there, there is nothing to defeat it, it is the bottom of a deeply dreadful land - yet it seems that I am already happy to listen suddenly.

"Sorry, Yuki-kun. I also reported to the chairmen of the committee that there were many labyrinths that could not be stopped because of too rapid growth."

He grips his fist under the table, and the eaten, bound teeth of the leaning adventurers lift up. All the profoundly dangerous labyrinths were crushed before traveling, and while entrusted with them, weapons and medicines (mushrooms) were available and defeated by a sense of helplessness that could not be stopped while trying.

"Eh, that's all!? Yeah, I thought crushing more and more shallow labyrinths would grow some more - well, the Great Labyrinth of the Elf Forest has just crushed, and because it's far away, it still doesn't work -. Yeah, I was hoping for the labyrinth, but I can't calculate the end of tea. Either way, it's caused by the heartless malicious labyrinth abuse of the little adventurers' old men! Let's think a little more about the struggles of the Labyrinth Kings, who are working hard underground straight ahead because they are crushing too much... you are crushing the mess!! I knew the old man would have to burn to the Labyrinth!?"

(Poyo poyo!?)

The big men of good age look sloppy... while leaning down, but the mouth snorts and the toothpick stops at the same time. The shoulder that was trembling in anger fell out of the body that had turned into a small tremor of joy and was tense. The remorse remains unchanged, with big men of good age laughing with a sloppy face for acknowledged joy just a little bit.

Not at all... unless the brave men who fought through each other with the Labyrinth, which they could not have fought six months ago, and accomplished the great work of the Labyrinth trampling, which has produced so many results since then, are overjoyed and saddened.

Just do what you can, because it's someone you shouldn't aspire to.

Even brave men should not imitate the lowest level of the labyrinth that is intimidated and frightened by fear, those who laugh there. I brutally kill them all because they're just too kind, and I'm afraid to lose them because I'm too timid to skip any of myself. Normally, a heartbeat that would die first is killing me as arrogantly as I can with arrogance without ever succumbing to anything. So even if you're weak, you're strongest, and that meaning is eternal hell of being strong while you're weak.

I don't see it, but if you look into the appraiser's eyes, you'll see. Because there is always a brunette boy ahead of him who grips and stares at the grief and fright in the eyes of the appraiser, the cruelty and harshness of his expression (Kao).

"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, 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.

(Pulp)

"No, I was wondering if you wouldn't grow too many labyrinths (dungeons)... because I'm asking you to crush them..."

No matter how many battles you achieve with the army, you will be reminded of your disadvantages day by day, and the faces of the adventurers who were leaning unknowingly. Little by little, my spine stretches and my fighting spirit builds up in those eyes, just the dark-haired boys are back and the guild air changes.

"Hey, wouldn't it be nutritious if I buried it with a surplus old man around there to protect the labyrinth... Ha, on the contrary, the labyrinth was about to perish with an aging odor!? Yuck"

(Pom pom!)

"So why don't you bury the adventurer, and I want to crush the labyrinth without protecting it. And don't be too harsh because those old men have tears."

Have you finally remembered that we are not allowed to give up... the laughter and paopao sounds of the children we hear from the outside, the swords we can fight, the armor and medicine we are given to survive, and now the city is filled with happiness that we want so much to protect.

"What, it's down to the woods! It's environmental damage to the demons' resting woods!! If we throw the old men into the labyrinth and pour in powerful vinegar, we'll react with the aging smell and the labyrinth will die, too? With the old man?

(Poyo poyo?)

"Please, it would be helpful if you killed only the labyrinth (dungeon)... of course I'm not reluctant to support you, but I have trouble burying you..."

All right, let's knock it out. No matter how much we talk about, we don't permanently engage the conversation beyond the absence of the chairman of the interpreting committee...... ahhh.