Muimui-tan

- One...

Arrive on the island. Hmm, that's an island full of gnarly trees that seem to be in the South. If the forest is so deep, the thieves lurking on this island won't find out who we are when we arrive.

Joan supports the dead Kyou old man down the ship. Kew's old man, he's coming home too, all right? Uh, Joan's shorter, so you're drawn... yeah, well, you'll be fine.

Finally, Mr. Koo disembarks the ship.

"I was scared because I'm racially bad at water, yo"

Mr. Koo says that. No, you're not a lizard? I imagine lizards live on water farms and are good at water.

So, do you know where to go?

"Behind this forest, there's a villa... no, there's a building, yo. It's caged in there, yo."

You just said villa. I wonder what it is, the system that has occupied someone's villa?

Ma, if you know where you're going, are you okay? Come on, let's go, let's go.

As I proceeded carefully through the woods, I saw a line called Warcraft. Mm, speaking of which, you said there was a warcraft. I wonder if it feels like a warcraft has broken out and abandoned the villa.

I raise my hand and send a signal to Joan with Kyou's old man. Apparently he noticed the existence of the Warcraft earlier than I did. Kyou's grandmother nodded and responded to my signal. Come on, I wonder what's coming out.

Kew's old man with the dagger slowly moves forward. Warcraft flying there.

- The Guardian.

"Me!

Joan and Kyou's old man's place switches in an instant. As it is, accept the bite of a flying warcraft with a treasure chest shield. Huge tiger weighing in trying to chew it up with big fangs. What is it, Sabertiger?

"Leave it to me!

Joan knocks every shield a tooth tiger to the ground. Let's do it.

The tooth tiger has had a concussion. Flirting, he still stands up slowly. I'm gonna knock you down!

"Kid, good job yo, I want you to leave it to me later yo"

Mr. Koo slaps the iron whip in his hand against the tooth tiger with the words. A tooth tiger screams weakly like a cat. Strike the iron whip again and again. Every time the tooth tiger screams, the skin turns and the meat is decided and worn out. Wow, that's a horrible weapon.

And the tooth tiger stopped moving. It's horrible to slap and kill. Okay, experience, experience. I checked the status plate I raised on my neck (Fri) but there was no increase in experience or MSP. Oh, no way, Mr. Koo, who's not in the party, knocked you down, so you couldn't get anything? Wow, here it is, you should have taken me down! One, let's do our best next.

"I'm not a kid!

For some reason, Joan says that to Mr. Koo. Mr. Koo feels like he's smiling bitterly at Joan's sword screen, too. Well, I don't know the look on your face. So, Joan, you, from Kyou's old man, you're always treated like a kid. Still, you never complained. What's the sudden matter?

"I'm sorry, yo. But I don't have a choice because I don't know your name, yo."

I don't know, even though it's faceless, it's the way you talk about it.

"I'm Joan!

Right.

"Oh, well, nice to meet you, yo"

Mr. Koo shakes off the bloody iron whip in his hand and puts it on his shoulder. Whoa, yeah. Do you want to move on?

- Two...

Proceeding through the woods I open a little and see a large mansion. Mr. Koo sends us a signal quietly with his hands.

In front of the mansion you can see one armed cat tribe. I wonder if I'm a hands-on cat tribe? What, that? I don't have an eye band. You're not?

Kyou's old man drops by here.

"What are you gonna do?"

Um, what do I do? It's one hand that I kill instantly with a bow, but I don't want to do any more of that.

"What's up, yo?"

Mr. Koo is coming this way too. That's a secret.

"I'll go and smash it, yo."

No, um, I don't know about doing gross attacks like tooth tigers on people earlier, even though they're cat-shaped.

"I'm gonna go and pass out."

Oh, Kyou's old man, please. You can't do it if it's Joan or Type 14, so you can't help it.

Kyou's old man jumps out of the woods. Oh, quick. And quiet. That's a speed you're going to lose sight of if you haven't seen Kyou's old man from the start.

Kyou's old man turns behind the Cat Clan in an instant, twisting his neck. It sounds like a cockroach. Wait a minute, did you kill him? Stun...... right?

Kyou's old man is raising his hand over here. Oh, I guess that's a sign that it's okay.

We're out of the woods, too.

It was that moment.

Slaughter runs and Kew's old man is blown away. Flying slaughter?

One cat tribe emerges from the mansion to jump out.

"Who is it!

Shout, ponytail cat daughter in kimono with long rolls in her hand. In the eyes is an eye band made by a razor of swords. Is this child an example?

……

What, that? Like I've seen it somewhere. Or, or an appraisal, an appraisal skill at a time like this.

[Name: Micah Shiraai Fuukyo]

[Race: Cat Race]

Mr. Micah!