Muimui-tan

- One...

The inside of the modem was huge. Numerous weapons and armor line the back right corner. I wonder if that's the weapons store. I feel uncomfortable selling weapons and protective equipment to fighters in the arena.

Furthermore, the right front corner was like a food court in a shopping mall, where people and human-shaped warcraft were receiving some food and eating. Will the meal also take place in this?

In the back left there was another way down to the basement and another way up. Is it a passageway up to the arena stage?

There were many benches in front of the road, and fighters sitting there waiting for something. I guess these people are going to fight.

Oh, don't even have a warcraft. Do you want to appraise it?

In the meantime, that armed kid ghost over there is way more.

[Name: Chappie]

[Race: Goblin Night]

You're a goblin knight. I mean, even though it comes with a knight (night), it's not a class name or anything, it's a race. Um, because I have a class that says I'm something. What's the difference between class and race in Warcraft...... really, I don't know this world well.

Next time, let's appraise that armed pig over there.

[Name: Augus]

[Race: High Oak]

Ugh. Isn't that an oak? In fantasy, de. You're a classic warcraft. Your name sounds like Augus or something. Are you an ogre? Are you an oak? Which is it - does it feel like?

Anything else? Looks like the Puppets are here, and why don't we appraise them for a second?

"Oh, Augus? Just fine."

And so Frou called that oak to a halt. Yeah? Will the other people be appraised later?

"What can I do for you? Is that the new guy? You look like just a giant crowler, though?

A pig is uttering words. Scary. It's a very unusual sight in real life. Even so, don't display it beautifully as subtitles even though it feels like you're saying fugofugo and can't hear it well. Different language comprehension skills are cheat skills for you.

"You're still having trouble figuring out what you're talking about. Well, do it for me to see what he's capable of."

Could that be the easy test for him?

"I don't think my opponent will serve as just a warcraft. Besides, I'm about to play my own game."

Somehow, this orc, he's so handsome in the way he talks about his hog habits.

"All right, then I asked for it."

I don't feel the conversation is subtly engaged. Still, Oak shrugs his shoulder and walks to the back aisle. Yeah. Well, do I go, too? All right, before that.

"I want you to keep this guy."

I ride over my head and give him the little feather cat I was making out with.

"That's you. Does that come off...... I thought it was that kind of warcraft."

Uh, why, ladies and gentlemen, I was wondering if you were putting the little feather cat through, and you were thinking about my unusual hairstyle? No, well, it's usually because it wasn't working at all. Stay, well, keep it.

"Nah."

- Two...

Further down into the basement, the back room was quite large, with various races practicing weapons with one hand. Oh, you're on the practice field.

"Scatter."

Those who were practicing when Frou ordered them to do so avoid them on the wall. And those fighters keep looking at me and laughing at me with Niyaniya. I'm going to look at it with an unpleasant eye.

There was already a high-oak Augus in front of me, ready to fight. I have a giant sword in my hand. All right, let's also appraise the weapon.

[Great Sword]

[Giant iron plate sword assuming to hold with both hands]

Wow. Mr. Oak in front of you has one hand, even though it shows assuming you hold it with both hands, right? It's scary. No, seriously, you're going to look stylish. Even if it is made of iron? If I could use magic, I'd think I could handle it with a water cutter.

"My preparations are over. I don't care any time."

High oak speaks. The subtitles are cool, but it just sounds like you're saying fugofugo.

"Okay, then show me how much you can do it to an undead degree"

I grip the long sword. To the point of not dying...? Well, I'll just do it.

Run out quickly. Must win first.

"Well, that's pretty fast"

Frou's voice as if he was impressed. Mr. Micah and I were top notch fast in this dojo, right?

It is slashed with a long sword as it is. But that attack was easily prevented by the Great Sword in the hands of the High Oak.

"Doesn't look like it's moving fast, but it's light."

Kuh, it's still hard to move when it's your own hand. If it is not a long product, it feels like it will be slashed by the body. Can it not arrive?

Swing the long sword over and over again so you can hit your body. Each time it is easily played by the Great Sword.

"Light, light."

You're totally played. Not if I can at least use magic and sword skills. Well, you can't help but leave me alone.

"Is that how you treat me? Then take my attack."

High oak puts the Great Sword on the upper level. Your torso is empty. This isn't a chance to attack, is it?

At that moment, a red line runs in a vertical straight line.

- The Magic Thread.

I felt like I was in danger. I jumped the magic thread and went backwards. A shockwave named Zdon runs like following it. A giant iron plate swung down in front of me...... dangerous, dangerous, you had a hair in between.

"Well, I didn't expect to get the yarn out. Have you finally acted on that appearance?"

I can afford the high oak right in front of me. All these attacks have been bounced - no matter how fast I am, it just won't be a threat. On the contrary, if you eat the other attack... I guess I'm not just sorry.

Still, I wield my sword foolishly. I wasn't learning sword moves, and this is my body. That's all I can do.

Laughter leaks from the surroundings. Yeah, it would be something different from around here. I know.

"No use."

High oak eyes glow. Shit, are you going to use some kind of skill?

High Oak holds the Great Sword with both hands......,

"That's it."

And that's where Frou calls for a stop.

"Huh. You picked up your life."

Oh, come on, Mr. High Oak, you were gonna kill me about the exam?

"I saw your strength. Speed is something inside, but nothing else at all."

No, no, not quite. Isn't that wonderful?

"Well, you can survive and be a thing"

Frou looks at this one with cold eyes.... Have I let you down? I don't know how much Danan and I paid, but do you feel disappointed that the rare warcraft that gave you so much money is no big deal?

Well, it feels like I tried to fight Mr. High Oak, that's pretty tough. I ideally felt like a reversal by hiding my strengths and winning climbs to the end...... I can't. Po. If you don't fight as hard as you can from the start when the real game starts, they're going to kill you easily. I wanted to keep the sidearm Naraka warm because it would be in my wife's hands. It wasn't the other way around! It was a level I didn't know if I could win with it! I don't know what level of fighter this Mr. High Oak is, but if this is finally happening... I'd be considerate first.

Um, it doesn't stick. Well, it means survival is our top priority.