Me, Adventurer! - Undoubled Skills Are Flat Magic (WEB Version)

Men with inert mustaches, leather armor and leather vests, spears and single-edged swords don't look like farmers no matter what. Is it a critical, adventurer or mercenary? Well, you're a bandit. There are beast men who have been hiding from the barracks. Right, was it a bandit after all? Let's give up moffing.

"Gahahahaha, well done village chief! With all this money, we can play and live for a while!

"Ko, now I've fulfilled my promise! Give me back my grandchildren!

"Oh, that's good. Well, it's with our kids, huh? I don't know whose kid he is, but you're gonna have to raise him, okay?

"Gu..."

"" "Gahahahaha!

A slightly middle-aged, fat man comes forward with a big spotter on his shoulder. This is the bandit's boss, isn't he?

I see. He took the kids hostage and made them tell Grandma and Grandpa. And the young daughter said she was being consoled. Lower species. The young man must have been killed. Looks like it wasn't neglect.

"Damn, hi, cowardly!

"Whoa? I didn't know you could still talk, did you eat less? Well, it doesn't seem like a dying poison. Isn't that right, village chief?

"... oh, 'Cicitritake' doesn't die eating it. You just get paralyzed overnight and you don't move."

"Because? Totally, over half of my people were hit by Temehe and the others last time, so this time I had to use these dusty hands. Yeah, it's a hassle."

Well, the knights weren't completely irresistible when they attacked us last time. By more than half, you mean you've defeated nearly thirty people. In an unintentionally devoured situation, it would be a great battle if you defeated thirty men at the expense of five. That's the First Knights with experience in action.

"What are you going to do with us?"

"Well, I guess we're all going to kill each other. Whoa, do you want those Neechans over there to be our meat slaves? I was just getting tired of my country girl."

My best balls throw a licking glance at Luca or Cristella. Luca twists her body and tries to hide her breasts, but that just seemed to stimulate her father-in-law's abomination.

"After all, your nobleman's squire is different, isn't it all dirty and Mr. Beppin? I have to tell my men not to break their hips!

"Parenthood, that would be about me!

"Gahahahaha!"

The inferior child returns the inferior child with a nasty laugh to the inferior language. Hmm, it doesn't feel like some kind of mercenary. Looks like just a bandit. The devastation of this country may be more serious than we thought, as villages near such streets seem to be occupied by only bandits.

Either way, if you don't have a back, do you need any more acting (...)?

"Ahhh. Okay, that's enough. Everybody, it's time to get to work."

"Yes, sir."

Stand up like nothing happened and pound the dirt and dust on your butt with bread. The same goes for the Cristellas. Woo also said, "Nani? Playing? 'He stands up and waves his tail.

"Beep!? hey, what happened to the poison mushroom!? Oikola, jizz! Temee, you deceived us!!"

"Oh, that should be it! I did see it with these eyes!?"

"Yeah, I ate it. Poison mushrooms are surprisingly delicious."

In front of the moving bandit's best balls and the old village chief, I throw up an undigested mushroom pan from my mouth in several degrees.

The trick was simple, I just kept my esophagus to stomach covered in a plane. The poison does not turn because it is not absorbed by digestion. I think my mouth is just a little paralyzed, but it's okay because it's about the time I ate Flower Pepper (Forejao) (Chinese Mountain Pepper).

Everyone else hasn't eaten a mushroom pan since the beginning. Falling down is also acting. I was just pretending to eat. Thanks to Christella noticing the poison and drawing everyone else's attention. Even though I wouldn't die, feeding my kids poison was going to affect my growth.

The knights and the manipulators are really paralyzed and fallen. I knew it wasn't the poison of death, so I dared to put it in a trap and let it be a trick for the bandits. They'll heal overnight, and in the meantime, my beautiful girls can take care of me, so I want you to forgive me for thinking it's useful.

"Shit, well. Just a little more effort again. Hey, Temee and the others, do it! Don't kill a woman!

"" "Ooh!

On the recreational journey of the recluse, at the end of the day, the showgun-emblem show from Chamberlain will be settled by the Oyaku. But I'm not in hiding yet, I'm in active barricade, so I'll end it without showing off my MBREM. I don't have an Embrem in the first place.

"Sometimes I'll do it alone. With the help of the knights."

"I understand that! Don't worry about this one!

"Like too much?

"It's hard to clean up again."

"... good at cleaning"

Everyone's worried in different directions. I'm pretty sure you're trusted, but how come you don't care for me?

"Knock, knock, knock! Dealing with all those bandits on their own! Kiki, be a knight, this me!

"Oh, you mustn't force me. Leave this place to Master Beat and you'll be fine."

"That's right. Whether it's a bunch of demons or an army of great powers, don't worry, they won't be your enemies."

My temperament also has several knights up to support my sword and they are working hard to get to my rescue with their trembling feet. What good people! This is the knight's book! The kingdom is raising good knights! Um, you're the treasure of the country, you don't need to be hurt in vain! I'll leave this place to Ochan!

The first step is to make sure everyone is safe. Just in good shape, the bandits are divided into three groups: me, Kristella and the knights, and the villagers. Surround this with planar magic walls and there will be no hindsight worries. We're ready for the crusade. I can fight as much as I want.

"Well, it's time to clean the garbage. Step forward from whoever wants to die."

I held my left hand fist with my right hand, pounding my bones...... it didn't ring. Just bend over with the cunt. Because kids have soft joints? It's not tight.

"Ha ha, the kid says the squid is a wrinkle! Sounds like you need some grooming!

The bandits' best balls wave down their first spot. Is it fast for an amateur? But I usually train with Anya and Cristella. If you try it on me, it's no different than the branches of a child's swinging tree.

Take a step on your left foot, deviate from your torso and hit the spotter. I twist my naturally half-bodied body into the face of an empty, frowned bandit's parent balls, slamming right straight across my body!

"Atta!"

"Yabu!?"

The bandit's best friend's nose falls and his upper body can play. But it's not over here yet.

"Whoa, atattattattattattattattattattattattattatta!

"Guh, guh, guh!

Left and right fists, not face, not chest, but allowances or tapping them gradually in a row!

"Atatattattattattattattattattattattattattatta!"

"Ugh, stop!

Hands raised for defense, too, I don't mind beating and blowing! I won't stop hitting you if you cry!

Normally when you get hit, you go back down, but you can't even try to back down because I'm holding you down in the plane. All the power of the blow is beaten by a middle-aged, fat body. While doing so, gradually the body of the bandit's first balls begins to float in the universe. Because I'm shorter, the blow is in the form of an upward launch.

"Atatata...... aaaaaaa!!"

"Guuuuuuu!"

"Wow!? Oh, my goodness!?"

Decide the last blow into the center of your chest, while releasing the plane you were holding back from behind. The bandit's parent balls, finally freed from the paste, blow into the crowd of its subordinates. Did you fly about five meters? A few bandits you've taken will stay underneath.

"Gu... how dare you... I won't forgive you, you fucking kid!

Oh, are you still conscious? Plus, he's trying to get up on his own while being supported by his men. That's surprisingly tough. But unfortunately, I'm done. I finger the fallen balls with my left hand.

"I poked Difficult Doro, one of the hundreds and eight Meridian Secret Holes in the human body. You're already dead."

"Am I? What are you babbling about?!?"

"Wow!? Oh, my goodness!?"

As soon as his parent balls took a step forward, his eyeballs popped out so that he could play, and from his ears and nose a great deal of blood and brains blew out, and from his mouth a thousand slices of his tongue flew. The middle-aged fat body instantly swelled up about two turns, as did the buttocks of his trousers unnaturally. My intestines must have erupted from my anus. My best balls fell as-is and never rose again.

"Ugh, wow!?"

"Oh my goodness, my goodness!?"

Both the bandits panicked with the blood and brains that erupted. Normally, they showed us how to die, so what else?

Bombings from the body. That's the only way to describe it. This is the secret mystery of a one-child assassination fist...... not. It's my flat magic power. Appropriate number and name of secret holes.

The air shall be sealed in a spherical plane about one meter in diameter produced above it and compressed to about five millimeters. I sent a few of these through my nose and mouth to my body when I hit him. All you have to do is predict the timing and release the plane, and the compressed air will be released and bong! Dimensions.

It's the method I've been thinking about for a while, but I haven't had a place to use it and I've been sealing it. It seems the way you kill him is harsh, and if you just take him down, you're just talking about slashing him in the plane. "Effective if you destroy hard enough opponents from the inside out that they can't cut in the plane? 'I was thinking about it.

This time I showed one off and decided it was best to break the hearts of the others. Then the more brutal the way you kill. When I kill everyone, it stinks of trouble to process them afterwards.

"Well... what color is Temehe and the others' blood?

"" "hi, hi no!?" "

Wasn't this line cute for this occasion? This is just a psychopath, then. But it seems to have worked for the bandits. Throw out your weapons, poke your knees and raise your hands.

Mmm, it works exactly as it was intended. One case settled on this.

Turning back, the knights are looking at me with a blue face. It's the poison... it's not. Looks like this one worked a little too well.

Should I have had a shogun-emblem, too, after all?