Lonely Attack on the Different World

One day, the desert.

The dry wind winds wind up the sand and descends again into the dunes one by one.

There are no more guardians. We must fight.

My Tandrich family has betrayed the Konawich family, who have always protected us. Its upper echelons were also killed in civil strife with other clans and fighting the Republican Army, and only we who have fled to the desert survive. There are no more families, no more ranks, and only a few of us here are the people of the last desert.

And the guardians who are no longer in the desert, and the demons of the desert that overflow, even if the number decreases.

"Tattoo, ooh!" "Number 58, scorpion capture." "Four leeches, still there?" "Oh, that's a lot of snakes today." "Explosion confirmed, looks like a worm hung on a sandy torpedo."

Protect yourself now with the trap you received in large quantities. And we capture demons, dismantle them, sell them... and ship the leeches is the only job we can do.

Yes, the mornings at the leeches are early.

"But why sell it, leeches?" "Yeah, but it helps because it's an exclusive purchase of an insider. So we can live, we can't cut it off." "Right. Without this trap, we would have been doomed, and there's nothing else to be thanked for."

I'm sure it would have been mixed with this sand grain and blown by the wind by now. I would have dusted the desert with just no one and wandered around being blown.

"You were fighting this horrible thing and protecting me. Dear Guardians Connawich," "Without knowing it... pity" and "Keeper of the Holy Land. Who the hell has the monopoly on oasis?" "We're sinners on sweet words, and if we can't stop our family, it's the sin of the whole clan."

Far and away, they say, there is a sanctuary at the end of this dune where desert flowers bloom. Desert sanctuary where the Konawicz clan had always been protected. Now the oasis is dead and gradually diminishing. The end of the desert where the demons are still moaning.

One day, when we hunt these demons down, all we have to do is go on a pilgrimage.

To hand and apologize for the flowers to the tombs of the ancestors of the Connawich clan, and to give thanks so far. So we fight and capture demons today.

"I'm done gathering leeches." "Again, you're not mixed up all over again, are you?" "is a light emitting signal! Tottotototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototototot Insider, I'm coming!" "Hurry up and gather the cargo" Hiyokemushi "immediately!

Land of sand swaying in hot sand, no sand anywhere in it...... sky!?

"Sky, it's a airship! Deceleration plummeting. We're on our way to the cargo! Get away from me! Everybody evacuate!!" "Come on, come on!

Behind the sun, a huge hull drew a long route on the sand, retrieving large quantities of stockpile cargo (leeches) to plunder, floating and disappearing into the sky like a mirage... what was left instead was a trail on the sand, and leaving behind a cargo "cage" filled with tons of food and mushrooms to disappear.

"Oh... the Princess of the Desert has been waving," "Thank God... we can only be saved while betraying Connawich," "They're fighting for the border now. At least we can't face the desert unless we protect it!" "" "Okay, I'm gonna set the trap back. All armed, re-inspect!" "" "Ha!

Drugs in food, even gold coins in household goods… And the equipment and weapons left behind depict the crest of the desert people. It doesn't matter what your family is anymore, we are the people of the desert.

So we have to keep delivering, protecting the desert and reducing demons. Take this role, collect the leeches... but why sell them?.

There is no rest in the leeches shop. It's always our favor to have fresh, energetic leeches.

The dry wind carries the sand and quietly descends upon us as well.

No hair, sand slips and falls. Leave me alone!

[Hiyokebee loaded! No one now knows that it was the beginning of a clan later called Desert Fear, the Leech Beetle Users and feared, but the victims are continuing? Gross, huh?