Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 198 Night Republic Desert Cardboard Palace

The desert of my hometown hurts my body with brutal sunshine and cold air at night, restoring moisture like its burnt and damaged skin is supposed to come back to life. Glossy, water-wet skin turns luminous, white-foam-covered skin moisturizes and soothes.

Incredibly brilliant and glowing skin, bliss filled with a twitchy moisture... everything is like a dream. 'Cause now I'm staying in a palace as unseen as a mirage, in a luxurious, rotten bath.

"" Puh-huh. "" Bathing in the desert feels like luxury. "" No, water is precious. It's a great luxury. "" "Well, bring it in, huh?" "I wish I lived more on the side of the river." "If you're close to the river and the guide, there's a lot of water damage and it's dangerous, right? That's inconvenient, isn't it?" "Well, it's a desert?" (Poyopoyo)

Smiling girls, I knew that was strong. But the unusual strength of slashing the giant dragon Sand Worm and defeating the Lord of the Desert (Sand Giant) as just a Sand Giant. It is an awesomeness already comparable to the legend of the Virgin, girls as beautiful as its inheritance.

"Ugh, it's jarring in the sand......" "I called it - ♥" "I didn't call it. Wow, wow, no..." Oh, my God, my hands suck! "" Isn't it good or isn't it good ♥ "" "Yeah, it was a terrible desert trap!?" "That (jarrijali) was the dangerous vocabulary" taboo word "!?"

The Lord of the Desert, no one could defeat - I never thought that was something I could defeat in the first place. Follow the endless sand warrior (Sand Soldier), Sand Jaaiant, the desert lord sand giant who armored the infinite sand. That was turned into a demon stone and replaced with a pack of ice cream...... very tasty.

"Mr. Sand Giant was a hassle where the concrete was unavailable, wasn't he?" "You're cheating, Sand Giant in the desert!" "Yeah, you can reinforce your armor all the time!?" "But it was a pack of ice cream, and it was a pretty good demon stone." "" Yeah, that was delicious. ""

A giant protected by tough, endless sandy armor, a massive blow by its sandstone chunks can easily blow people away. When it was graffitied, it was blasted and scattered, I'm sure it wasn't even a battle... all I could see was waving a sword with one hand of soft cream playing.

Everything is like a dream.

Yes, like a long, long dream.

One day it will be on the periphery - it will be the grief of the family, the vows of the Connawich tribe that were saved by the Virgin a long time ago.

A merchant from the merchant country told me that the border was open to immigrants, and my tribe traveled to the border on behalf of my family to fulfill the grief of my family. At its arrow... betrayed by the Republic and the rest of his family.

My family was taken hostage. My clan was also captured when they sent me out without any resistance. And he was forced to assassinate me as a Republican operative.

While I was distressed, I still couldn't aim for Uncle Borderline, that is the hero who has been protecting the Borderline for generations. And the brunette princesses ahead of the smiles of the city people... and as a measure of bitterness in the midst of unacceptable failure, the target decided to be a brunette warrior, who would not die, but would be injured by the brutal poison that would remain of the aftermath.

My clan was chosen to go to the border because it bought its strength. Yet my uncle and cousin, the elite of my family, were captured one after another by failure, and I kept being captured without knowing what it was, and finally it was just me. I was scared, careful, anxious, and sad and regrettable. I cried sadly that I wasn't aiming for the periphery for this.

My hands stretching my body to seduce me also realized that it would be pointless if I saw a group of brilliant beauties. My colour trick doesn't make sense to my opponent, who is surrounded daily by poor, beautiful, brilliant beauty...... so I risked my life. I don't think I'm gonna die and keep my word, but there's no other way out than to bet.

And I made up my mind - yet with a poison blade and a very defenseless back. People react hypersensitively to approaching from blind spots unconsciously, so it's fundamental to wait for that moment when unconscious vigilance can be lifted. Yet I didn't feel alarmed at all, there's no way that people could be so indifferent behind their backs and blind spots.

I looked at the target in confusion, and understood. I didn't see why everyone failed when I saw it in the distance. That, when I had to aim... didn't make sense. There is no universality in its operation. It seems to be stopped and suddenly it moves without even foresight if it suddenly stops at a motion that makes no sense because there is no consistency at all in the clap of its behavior, Tempo.

So unpredictable, breathless, very defenseless but uninterrupted and hard to kill. Besides, he progresses swissly without even bumping into the clutter, rubbing through to dance in the hedges.

He instantly disappeared into the crowd and lost sight, and if he noticed, he was being taken behind his back. When I rush to stick out the blade I had turned around and hid... I relentlessly shield my friend who seems to have been nearby.

Wow, there's no gap at all, even though there's a lot of gaps while playing the fuss "Dodo". A sense of loss that makes everything you see with your eyes hard to believe anymore about which is the real gap and which is the difference.

And then he was restrained... and he did something... and the part became... until... and he stayed... until... and over and over and over and over and... but... but...! Already, until....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Ambulance Squad Medic, Mr. Nasreen Sinking!?" "" Ahhh, that's a serious tentacle trauma, "" Yeah, your eyes are swinging, so this has been invaded by sequelae, right? "(pom pom)

And this is how I was comforted and inspired by why. Even then I was fed something delicious inside I didn't know what it was... I was just crying. I knew what it meant to be what I tried to hang on to that tenderness, and I cried thinking of my family and family that I couldn't save.

That alone allowed everyone to start a meeting with a serious face at the same time, assembling a rescue operation, saving the clan and coming to help the clan. He was angry at me for listening to me for carrying out the assassination, as if I were a friend from a long time ago, like a family member.

And I learned after that that the people who had been called upon to acknowledge were actually kings of the nations, giving permission one after the other, to extract... were wielded and obeyed instructions. Yes, I hear some of you are the legendary borderline uncle, Master Omui?

Then instantly preparations were made, and when I was trained there, I realized that there was no way we could have assassinated. He said he was supposed to be killed shortly after he realized it was over.

And now it's a mirage palace, a bath for all in its luxurious baths. It's like I want to dream about everything, be in a dream I've never dreamed about.

I went to the border where my family aspired. I've been coming right back, and although my wish hasn't come true at all, I've - met some important people. I've learned how to use this life, that's how I want to live.

And in the end, a brunette warrior who can't even thank you enough. It was a strange man who didn't resemble a human being for the sake of telling, while remaining in a "but unexpected" cloud, unlike rumors.

"" "Um, what kind of a dreamy face?" "" Tentacle sequelae doesn't seem to be the only thing, does it? "" Uh... shock therapy? "" "" Yeah, Mr. Sharicelles has a good smile!? ""... $& # '@ =

& % $# "@!!" "" Yeah, looks like you're back in consciousness, huh? "" "Well, there's going to be more trauma again?" "Yeah, you're sensitive......" (Poyo Poyo)

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