Muimui-tan

- One...

Want to appraise it first?

[Race: Lizardman Lancer]

Is the armor and shield spear holding lined up in front of you a lancer when I thought it was exactly Knight? So, he's protecting the crown in the back.

[Race: Lizardman Elite]

Of swords and armor - Oh, is this the elite one? The crown, then.

[Race: Lizardman Royal]

Um, it's not King. What's a royal, a royal? I don't know what that means.

The number is.

Eight lancers, four elites, and one royal? Thirteen in all? Fine, that's a lot.

"Lord, what about four per person?

Micah says that. No, no, Micah can blow it all up. Or, um, ice storm because it's already a hassle, all of it, blow it up!

"I'm coming."

Micah runs. Oh, this kid, he didn't even think about the operation, he went into it.

Micah rushes into a group of Lizardmans. Aim there, a royal Lizardman flies a fireball. Fireball! Does this guy use magic? With this number of people, it would be tight to use even stronger magic like fireballs. It could have sucked if I'd been here when I was working hard in the world tree.

Micah receives a flying fireball in a long roll. Then the fireball disappeared to be sucked into the long roll. Micah shakes off the long roll as it is. Absorbed the magic, you say!?

Micah shakes off the long roll and slashes off Lancer, who was about to put up a spear. Lancer went up and down in two with that blow. One blow, one slash of armor, this kid. Cut off the impending spear with a blade to return further and enter the pocket of its new lancer. Then, pull out the honey citrus ceremony over the cat sitting on the waist and cut it off as it is. You knocked two down in no time.

And we need to go take them down, too.

"Sirone, type 14, follow Micah."

Yeah, well, I'm in the mood to leave it to Micah like this.

Master, roger that.

Yes, yes, Mr. Fourteen. I'm counting on you.

"Hmm, I'm fine with one, right?

Um, Micah has four, fourteen, four for me and four for my body, and one for Shirone?

"Then let's leave that crown to Sirone"

"Hey, hmm."

Sirone rushes as she sighs loudly.

"Nyah!"

Yeah, you were there, too. Well, it's not a place where you can grow up, and this is a tour.

Come on, I'll do my best with my body.

- Two...

Micah unleashes a fireball from the long roll, holding back the impending Lancers. I'll run through those fireballs. And for the minute on my back, my body wields the Golden Axe vertically. I turn Lizardman's head into two straight pieces.

Micah, this is one.

"Master, so am I."

I wondered if Type 14 had jumped over me, smashing the head of a nearby Lizardman Lancer with a vicious hand.

"Hmm, already, yes"

Shirone kicks the shields and helmets of the Lizardmans and moves cleverly through the air. Oh, wow, wow. And as it is, we approach the elites. The elite stretches out the sword in his hand to Shirone in the air. Sirone twists herself in the air and dodges her sword. There looms the fireball created by the crown. Shirone crosses a dagger in both hands, takes the fireball and slashes it away as it is. Jump further over the elite and land in front of the crowned eye.

"Micah, we're gonna be late for Shirone."

I am Lady Crimson and pierce every Demon Stone in Lizardman Lancer's armor.

"I can't beat you"

Cut off the Lizardman Elite with a long-winded blow Micah strode into.

"Master, leave it to me"

Model 14 folds the spear with a knee kick, releases a spinning kick as it is and recesses the armor of the Lizardman Lancer. A vicious slap on the cursed Lizardman Lancer and stab him in the todome.

The crowned Lizardman Royal is hit by Shirone with a cane in his hand. Sirone bounces it back with one dagger. The Lizardman Royal, who was hit by the attack, falls ill. There, Shirone stretches out the other dagger and plugs it into his throat. Oh, is this fatal?

However, Shirone furthermore twirled its pierced dagger as an axis into the back of the crown holding and inserted the other dagger into the cervical vertebral area.

The crown holder falls in leaving only a much crushed squeal.

And by then, the remaining Lizardmans had been cleaned up. Hmm, I didn't have to know about it in the first place, and now it's easy to win with someone to this extent. 'Cause, me, I'm not using magic.

and Shirone, who defeated the crown there, walked in.

"Hmm, I screwed up a little"

From what I could see, Sirone had a slightly burnt wound on her arm. Uh, did you get hurt when you slashed off the fireball?

- [Cure Light] -

A healing light pours down on Shirone's arm.

"Lan, uh-huh, that's helpful"

Uh, correction. You used magic.

- Three...

When we defeated all the Lizardmans, a small chest came down from the sky glowing red as if waiting for it. What? What, this performance. Knocking it down was the key? I don't know what attraction you're talking about, Mm-hmm. It's a labyrinth, so this can happen?

"Hmm, you see the trap"

Sirone begins to look into the trap. Um, do you want to appraise it?

[Buku]

Uh, is it going to explode?

"Sirone, looks like a bomb trap"

"Hmm, looks like it. Disarmed."

To? It's early.

"The contents are like accessories."

Heh. I wonder what.

Silone took it out, it was a triangular emblem connected to a metal chain.

[Anklet of Power]

[Anklet that greatly increases muscle strength correction]

Hmm. Hmm. Hmm.

'This looks like an anklet that will increase muscle strength correction. I hope Micah wears it.'

"Lord, is that good?

Well, it's power = Micah. I hope the brain muscle becomes even more.

Micah receives an anklet of power from Sirone and ties it to her feet. Uh, anklets are geared to your feet. Well, then I guess I could have used it. Well, now that I don't need muscle strength correction, I don't need it!

"Hmm, here, that's all it seems."

Oh, yes.

"Was it a dead end"

Sort of.

"Searching for Master's thoughts"

Don't do it.

"Nha."

Take a ride to you...

"Go back, too"