Manowa

◎ Dokaza Tavern, City of Gordios

Warren Zakir, leader of the party Warred, was in a hurry.

I finished carrying the load as instructed. He had also dived twice into the Temple of the Dungeon Golden Winged Bird (Konji Penis), all of which had returned safely and achieved considerable results. The convenience of a device called a portal was also understood. I also thought that if that spread, the dungeon offense would go any further than it is now.

And when I went back to the city and had a nice drink in the tavern, I was suddenly warned by my Lord.

"Fuck off. How did you get in there?"

"Leader, is anyone really getting into this?

To his fellow questioners, Warren glanced at Guillaume and replied only, "Fine, I'm coming down." Warren doesn't know the details, either. It's just that 'my Lord' says so, so Sole must be true.

And Warren-led party Warred was an outer-than-thousand group of twenty-two Numa Republics. Following Warren, the leader, they were about to descend underground.

That's why I'm late to notice. Behind them proceeding to the back of the tavern, the floor in the center of the hall was destroyed with a squeaking noise, unable to deal with the giant silver wolf popping out of it.

"Hey, what?

All of a sudden, my people scream. Most of all, Warren saw what it looked like, and two names of one adventurer were emerging.

"Is that... is that a bloody Mad Warrior (Bloody Berserk)"

That's synonymous with an incarnation of violence where there's no stranger in this city. Crazy warcraft that strikes and eats and kills people and demons alike.

I had also heard recently that I had become accustomed to human society or would not even kill it, but I had nonetheless heard that one young man on the moon was given a blood festival and that if I did not drink that blood, I would not seem to be able to contain its violent nature.

Of course Warren didn't believe in Yota like that. I thought it was just like a foiling joke. The profession of adventurer should not be licked and done. There is also the aspect of winning if the name sells, even if it is fukashi.

But Warren sees the silver wolf appearing in front of him and alters that perception. I honestly admitted that I was releasing enough ferocious fighting to back up the rumors.

(Why is that... no, retaliation then)

And Warren remembers one thing when he came to this tavern. That was when I beat up the leader of the party 'Dorian' and kicked him out.

At that time, I thought I ran away with the excuse that 'being a flashy noise would be a nuisance to that other person', etc., but I would also be satisfied if I thought this was a retaliatory measure relying on 'that other person'.

"I see. I called Temeer's boss because I regret being beaten up. Pathetic. Those are the guys. Make."

Bloody Mad Warrior (Bloody Berserk), raised to the ground by Warren's words, does not utter words just by roaring. A silver-haired wolf wrapped in silver-light spears to the horror of what we were talking about and equally silver-lined armor. Warren swallowed his spit gobbly under the pressure of cold sweat just to confront him, then laughed as he did.

"Bastards. No matter how cool you are, you're just like a demon. As an adventurer, tell him what real violence is."

"Whoa, whoa!

Warred members who bark powerfully at Warren's words and set up their weapons. I was originally trying to destroy an underground intruder. The battle was ready. And the moment they tried to step out,

"Wow, wow, on!"

Their feet are stopped by a resounding cry from the silver wolf. It was at a time when wild instincts as wolves all at once frustrated their momentum that they barked.

"Chi."

But Warren, the leader, was different. He jumps out alone with his teeth clenched without even looking at his frightened, mixed-faced companions.

"Lick the humans. Whoa."

Warren is a stick. I'm used to beating the beast to the ground. Assault the Bloody Mad Warrior (Bloody Berserk) intimidation as it is, swinging it down to the Bloody Mad Warrior (Bloody Berserk) with an Adamantium stick.

"Fast!?

That was taken by a bloody mad warrior (Bloody Berserk) with a spear. Silver fighting and red fighting intersect, scattering sparks of magical light.

"Shit, don't do it, dog colo"

Warren smiles like a bloody mad warrior (Bloody Berserk) stares at him all the time. Warren was man enough to resist it, though he was intimidating enough to lose his mind on the spot if he was the owner of the same gall power. It is also powerful enough to say that it is bottoming up with a struggle, such as being attacked by a bloody mad warrior (Bloody Berserk) who became a wolf in the first place.

Yes, Warren was strong. I guess that's what the bloody Mad Warrior (Bloody Berserk) figured out too. And the bloody mad warrior (Bloody Berserk) opened his mouth as he stared at Warren.

"You put the black potion in the city, didn't you?

Warren frowns at the words, then laughs and asks back.

"Heh, a little more twisted or Lord Wang even to cause it?

"Don't be ridiculous."

"Ha. I'm gonna crush you."

Warren's words were accompanied by members of Warred against the bloody Mad Warrior (Bloody Berserk). The fear that Warren had in them by letting them resist had also disappeared. I realized I was someone I could fight and defeat.

"Chromaru!"

But a giant silver wolf with three necks appears suddenly over their heads like that.

"Wow!"

"Huh?

"He said it was a silver triple neck!

The screams are raised and bounced off by some jumping soles, but that was just the party I got used to demons. Among the limited spaces of the tavern, they quickly rebuilt themselves and turned to Chromal.

"Chip."

Warren grins at the tongue of the bloody mad warrior (Bloody Berserk). I realized that there wasn't so much room for the monster in front of me either. And Warren took the child stone out of his nostalgia. I summoned the means to counter those three-necked silver wolves.

"These are Gigantobore 'Albums'"

Magic gathers according to Warren's words, and a giant boar monster appears on the spot.

"You, you're so big in this whole city."

"What did you say?"

Warren returns an uncontested word. Critical and bloody mad warrior (Bloody Berserk) toothpicks, but that was just unrepeatable and frustrating.

Together, there are many passives in the current situation, whether they be bloody mad warriors (Bloody Berserk) or chromals. After all, the bloody Mad Warrior (Bloody Berserk) thinks that the strength of the presumed A-rank party is not Dade, and at the same time it is the moment Warred tried to make a simultaneous move.

"Gwww on," "wwwww," "ggaaaaaaaa"

Huge black orgasms appeared in the tavern one after another. That's twenty-three, a Dark Auga Corps with a factor of black rock dragons. They move out simultaneously to storm against members of the surrounding Warred.

"Aww, ooh, ooh."

A three-necked silver wolf hit and bit Gigantobore, distracted for a moment by the emergence of the Dark Augs further.

"Bumowoo!"

"Wow!"

And the two giant beasts jumped out as they intertwined and broke the wall outside the tavern. It is the result of the decision of both parties that they cannot fight in this narrow place.

Inside the tavern, members of the Warred were also in battle with the Dark Auga Regiment. The Dark Augs, who are usually treated close to shields, don't take it that way if they're human opponents either.

"Chip, you monsters."

"Don't be rude."

Warren ran to the malignant bloody madman (Bloody Berserk) and shook up an Adamantium stick.

"Burn, my fighting spirit!

Warren then converts the fighting spirit wrapped around the stick into a mass of flames. That is the depth of the stick technique that entails the same fighting spirit as "Thunder God Spear" and so on.

The blow is swept down to the bloody Mad Warrior (Bloody Berserk).

"Kill."

Warren smiled victoriously. Warren's attack is powerful enough to crush easily, even with lower dragons.

"Hinokagutschi"

But shortly afterwards a bloody mad warrior (Bloody Berserk) barked, and when he produced a blade wrapped in white flames from his body, he pierced a flash of gap and tore the base of the Adamantium stick.

"Become"

Warren's face is stunned and the tip of the stick dances through the universe.

"If it's a flame, it looks like these hinokagutsuchi were many steps up. Unfortunately. '

And instantly stepped out, the bowflower tangled the pattern and slammed Warren to the floor by "spinning" on the spot.

That's it.

That was at the same time that the mutilated stick fell to the ground.