Manowa

◎ City Commercial District of Winlard

"Phew Phew Phew."

The party also welcomed new members, and the wind noise that came out of Russia was heading to the Batroa Workshop to pick up the gear they were asking to create before leaving the city.

(Come on, I wonder how you're doing)

Crazy ghost horns processed delicacies. I can't help but want to receive it as soon as possible, which in combination with my skills would create even more destructive power...

"That, Mr. Mellow to Gao"

"Fish, kazane"

"Oh, not Kazane. It's been about a week."

"Yeah. Long time no see ~. I could make up with Gao."

Mellow laughs shyly at the sound of the wind she speaks of.

"Mm-hmm. Well. Looks like this guy's a little reflective too... hey"

"Oh, wow. Come on."

Gao's face is blue. He's desperate to not look like Mellow any more, and he's going with a sissy hand gesture.

(Am. What the hell... ah)

It's a frowning wind sound, but I noticed something.

(This, if not Nina's... Ha!?

Mellow noticed that the wind sounded like another woman on the gao.

"What's wrong, Kazane?

Mellow visits with the eye highlights gone.

"Yes, no, it's nothing."

The eyes of the abyss see the wind, and gao.

"Nothing?

(Scary. What, this scary guy? Or its eyes, am I suspected too!?

I don't want to think so, but the wind sounded like my life would be in danger if I didn't talk to you here.

"Uh, right. I wonder why Gao smells like another woman again."

The wind roars in cold sweat.

"Oh, come on."

"Oh, I don't know why. Hey, Gao?

"Wait a minute, Mr. Mellow, you're lying to me about this kid."

"Thank you, Kazane. It's good to see you again.

"Copy that. Sir."

"Child Temeaee"

"Shut up. I don't even have time for my life. If you don't want to find out, smell the other women and stay away from me."

The wind sounds as I watched Gao dragged along with the cheats decided to forget about the present and headed to the workshop.

By the way, there will be another commotion when only the words' Smell the other woman and stay away from me 'are closed up and communicated as hearsay to those who were on the spot, but that's another story later.

◎ Batroa Workshop, City of Winlard

"Hey, long time no see, Kazane."

"Yeah, Mr. Mondry's Ohisa, too"

Mondrey was coming to pick up the wind noise at the Batroa workshop.

"My parents aren't here today?

"I've been called to King's Landing for three days now and I'm out. He said he could take what Kazane asked for with him."

"Hmm. That's something I'm looking forward to."

What the wind noise was asking for was material for auxiliary items for golem use. Currently, the technology on the Golem seems to be surrounded by the Kingdom of Thule as a military secret, but I know the materials, so I'm asking to create it at the Bathora workshop.

"Did you say snakebelly for armor? The Dwarf artisans are now considering it. He said it was going to work, but I don't think it's a thousand years old technology."

"Absolutely."

Some designs are made along blueprints written with the wind sounds in mind. I think the wind sounds nice about arming my designs.

"Still, one of them is already made, right?

The wind sounds saw what was next to the mondry as tyrosis from earlier on. Mondry put it in front of the wind sounds, even as it soothed its chiropractic and intriguing gaze.

"Yeah. Here it is."

Mondry opens the package and looks inside. What was there was a black leg armor.

"Crazy ghost horn machined leg armor, Crazy ghost armor shoes. Far tougher than a regular orga horn. Looks like you've had a lot of trouble processing the material."

"Ooh."

It was the child who received the birthday gift to shine his eyes, but what he received was primarily a murder weapon that kicked and killed demons.

(Killing leg enhancement and blade opponents can punch in without worrying about it)

What you're thinking is not very noisy either.

"This will help you crusade the orgasm."

"Yeah, good luck with that"

I cannot look past the current situation where the distribution of materials is likely to lag even as a workshop. Mondry also expected the wind noise to work.

The wind noise then asks Mondry to introduce him to a garment store for adventurers, where he can process an indestructible futon and tailor it to his cape.

Appearance, unspoilt and uncut on top of a pure white cloak of luxury material. It also has a blade protection effect, and it is also said that it does not pass through flames or the like. Because it can hardly cut at all, it was necessary to pinch the clasp of the folded metal and shape it.

◎ Ricardo, City Inn, Winlard

"Is this the undying futon of rumors?"

I came back wearing a cape that said that the wind sounded so luxurious that when I visited it, I heard it was a former indestructible futon, and Bowflower enjoyed the touch.

"Is it rumored?

"Yeah, the Coral Temple was attacked and you got that kind of futon."

Rumors are fast... I think the wind sounds, but the rumors occurred in Conrad's tavern, and the source of the rumors in Winrad are the adventurers who were escorting him with the wind sounds.

"Then I'll have the bow and flower."

The wind noise took another pair of former indestructible futons from the item box, the present indestructible cloak.

"In ma j!?

Bowflower hastily wears it in and enjoys the touch. He seemed to like it very much.

"It's better than the futon in this inn. I wonder if I'll sleep in this."

"Because it doesn't get dirty at all. There's nothing wrong with that. Really, why aren't you dirty?

It is a mystery.

And after the bowflower enjoyed the touch of the immortal cloak for a while, the wind sounds finally cut the story off.

"Is that the ring of the English Spirit Summon?"

The bowflower looks at the ring on the index finger of the wind sound and snaps.

"I wish it was simple. I had to go around a second time, too."

"I would have liked it if I could have assumed something like this. Well, it looks like there are other players around me."

"You said there were no five artifacts."

"Yeah. I found one right away though. And there were white bone bodies of player-like people."

Bow flowers magically visit.

"I knew if I died, I wouldn't be able to go back to the original world?

"At least this flesh doesn't seem to make it back. If you were a game character, it might have been possible, but whatever you think, it's you."

"That's right. Ha."

The wind sounds had broken off there from quite an early stage, but the bow flowers didn't seem to be.

"I'm pretty sure it was the surrounding players who took away the remaining four artifacts. The problem is that the last time I visited the Temple of Coral before me, the surrounding player was probably a year ago"

It is the claim of wind noise that if someone is in between, the infinite key should be recovered by that other person.

"I came here a week before the sound of the wind."

"But in my memory, I'm supposed to be seeing Bowflower the day I'm flown here."

"The memory of that encounter matches mine."

Until now, I've been talking to Bowflower the day I met him.

"The last time a peripheral player visited the Temple of Coral was a year ago. I wonder how long ago each one came here and when the first player to be flown into this world came here, even if there were four other visitors."

I don't have a bowflower for that answer. I can't even tell by the wind.

"How much time has passed between us coming here from the original world?

That's what the two of us don't get.