Muimui-tan

- One...

Bags of people retrieve Savage Kitty's body.

Ah, Demon Stone. Hmm, the idea that the demon stone is unbearable overtook my mind. Somehow, in this world - adventurers are too familiar with existence.

We were taken to the aisle by a bunch of people.

"Congratulations"

Blessings from a sack of people. Um, I'm not too happy about it.

"Sounds like it was an exuberance inside"

That's all.

[The member leaves because they are too far away from the member they are partying with]

[Mr. Micah has left the party]

"Huh!

Huh? What do you mean? There's been a weird conversation.

"Oh, hey, what's going on?

Oh, yes, I'm sorry to disturb you. Um, did it have a distance relationship?

"Hey, are you okay with me handing out paper and demon stones to die?

Oh, I'm sorry about the sack.

……

Mr. Chappie, a heavily armed goblin, is as silent as ever.

I was handed out ten dead sheets of paper and one demon stone. Twenty dead sheets of paper... It's 10,000 dead to be free. Um, it's a long way. Well, you don't have anything you want, and if you're fighting, you'll save paper for death one of these days, even if you don't like it.

"Are we going to continue the team fight like this?

Looks like we still have a boundaries for the team battle, let's hear it for now.

"Dude, we just won, huh? Let's get some rest today."

Hmm. No fools to fight in a row...?

- Two...

Well, what shall we do?

My goal is to be able to operate normally in the Empire and one of the eight labyrinths in this empire.

That's the "Wall of the World" offense. Plus, the rendezvous between Mr. Shirone and Mr. Micah has been added... but I don't know what's going on.

Your immediate goal is to keep winning and being free in this arena. Nevertheless, if I have to, I can escape with a transfer from the arena, and the sense of crisis in me is faint. Well, somehow it feels like you're going to stick with the fashion in this imperial capital until it's critical.

Still, I won't force it. That's all we have to do.

Dinner... You don't even need dinner this time, do you?

Let's go to sleep. Let's go to sleep. Let's get some sleep.

Think while lying down about the bunk in the big room.

I wonder where Micah is, too. The northern countries we were talking about because they were moving pretty far north are tokos, right? You're anxious I don't know what's going on because I left the party. If I'm a brave man, I know I'll be there to help you soon, but as it stands, I'd rather you come and help me. Besides, Mr. Micah is an adventurer who has worked so hard on solos so far - I don't doubt and trust Mr. Micah's own prowess, so it's okay...... right? No, really, I believe you. I don't believe anything dangerous or irrevocable has happened.

Mr. Shirone later? Moving further east. I wondered if you were really looking to enter the capital from the east. Are you moving further east? Um, I wonder if something happened here, too.

You still don't think we're in that bad of a situation. Somehow, it's just my idea.

- Three...

It was morning when I woke up. Hmm, Munyamunya. I check the time shown on the status plate (silver) raised from the neck. The time is 6: 28 or... it's still early. The little feather cats and the fighters around them who stay on top of my head stay asleep.

All right, do you want to go to the practice area?

There are no fighters today. Yeah, it's good to be able to sneak practice quietly.

Let the sidearm Naraka have a long sword. Hin-hin, it's still light. But heh! From there. Heh!

- Gail Thrust.

A sword wraps the wind and pierces the space. More!

- Weapon Break

... Oh? Skills are active, but nothing happens. Here, does it activate the moment it strikes an enemy weapon? Or would it work the next time you attack if you were using it? Um, which one? Well, let's experiment with things.

Even if the attack is light, it's big enough to use your skills.

Now I wonder if I can fight again in the future.

Come on, when's the next game? Even so, the game intervals and opponents smell very dangerous depending on the thoughts on the part of the organizers...... Somehow, the spectacle feels strong and hasn't been elevated to the competition, has it?

When I went back to the big room, the bags were there.

"It's today's rations"

Thanks for the meal voucher rations all the time. Behind the fighters lining up as usual.

"I hear there's been some rattling from the vault lately."

A fighter lined up in front of me says that.

"Even Warcraft is getting in?

No, no, aren't you a rat or something?

"Whatever. That's scary."

Are you scared?

I'm listening to that. In my turn. I get my meal ticket.

"Wait a minute. You have a game scheduled from 16: 00 today."

Oh, two fights?

"Oh, okay."

Bags of people nodding yeah.

"I hope so."

Well, do you expect me to? I don't think it tastes good that the operating side backs up someone specific individual.

"Then I told you. Don't forget to play the game from 16: 00."

It's 16: 00 this time. Understood, understood. They did say that the time to cheer up was 17: 00. Sitting in front of an exciting game and treating it?

Will you do your best until my heart breaks?