My First Trip was to Another World

The stare continues with Mills, who looked like Mr. Bonanza. All of this means of attack has been read, so we need a new means of attack. Try to figure out a way to attack while buying time.

Find out when to change first. Mills' primary means of attack is magic. Wearing a gold bore coat that disables magic should make it pretty easy to fight.

However, the flesh is Mr. Bonanza. Physical attacks are super powerful. Especially since the blow from the blunt instrument sucks. The weapon Mills possesses is Mace. Better than a hammer, but be careful.

"If I don't do anything extra, I can save your life or something?

Mills says it looks like a pain in the ass.

"That's my line. If I hadn't done something extra, I'd have saved your life."

The body of the snow-covered junction in my hand was served in the pocket of my coat and I returned the words.

If I put this on the ground, I'll probably be targeted intensively. It's going to be a battle requirement, so you better not let go.

"Hmm? You say things from the top a lot. Are you going to be a god?

My eyes are deliberate from the top. It would be a little easier to fight if you lost your cool on the provocation.

"I'll pay you back exactly as I say. The Ghost of God"

"Hum. Bark as much as you can. Until today, too, when you're in good shape. I'm sorry I can't absorb you, but I can't help it."

Was the provocation a failure? It simply irritated me. I can't see you losing your cool. Let the battle begin.

Mills, who talks about swallowing, is now full of skirmishes. Launch a Preemptive Attack with the Transfer Sword.

He transferred his torso to Mills' arm and slapped him. Then he said, 'Kid!' I heard a noise and was played. Mills has a cleric mace in his hand. When I kicked in earlier, I was picking up countless rolling mace on the ground.

"I know everything in your hands. How long do you think we've been together?"

That's right... He's been watching me from inside for about six months. Previous tactics of war may not work at all.

"Ha! No way, you think it's everything I've ever been?

Yeah, just a hunch. The method of warfare so far is all I have. Now it would be profitable if you were wary in vain.

"Uhhhhhh. It's unusual for you to have such a vanity."

Mills says with a disgusting laugh.

You found out. Knowing what's in your hand is pretty nasty......

"If you think it's a vanity, you just have to think so"

A lie you once told is a piercing doctrine. It's okay if you don't admit it even if you find out. Well, it's a time buying conversation. It's awkward not to think of a different way to fight.

But Mills turns out to be pretty alarmed. There's got to be some sci-fi to get in there.

First, tow it with a transfer sword. Naturally, it plays. But I succeeded in distracting myself. The bullet in the anti-material rifle floats, about 500 rounds.

While preparing the bullet, Mills seemed to be preparing the magic as well. Countless spears of ice are floating in the universe. Immediately activated the full body strengthening. Calculate the orbit of the arrow with a crossing head and dodge it with a sleuth.

"Look, don't avoid it. If you don't, you're gonna die.

Mills says with a disgusting laugh. You're still licking me. It helps.

Ahead of dodging, a pointy column of ice suddenly protruded from the ground. I plundered my flank and pierced my long coat. From that hole, the ice erodes. I took off my coat and left the spot. I'm worried about the main body of the snow-covered junction that stays in my pocket, but it doesn't seem to be targeted yet.

The ground around me is covered in ice, and one ice column after the other. I managed to avoid it, but was stabbed in the left arm and flank. The wound froze quickly, so there is no blood flowing. Are you feeling paralyzed by the cold, or do you feel no pain?

Most of the bullets I put out were shot down before they fired. Mills' attack seemed more focused on dropping bullets than hitting me.

"The iron bullet you prepared, it's almost gone. Ugh... how do you feel? Hey, how do you feel now?

Ugh yeah...... I don't know how bad this guy is at the bottom......

Avoid Mills' attack while preparing additional bullets. An extra bullet is an oversized bullet that pierces a large demon vertically.

"Oh, we're still getting it out. No use!

Mills laughs joyfully and throws an ice spear at him.

Ice spears are pretty slow to eject. It's not that hard to avoid. Rolling down the ground and pretending to desperately avoid it, he buries a chunk of iron on the ground. It should be the thread of a counterattack.

"It's desperate. I don't know. I'm so happy. Ooh!

He looks at me in a good mood rolling down the ground punching the contents of a magic bag. I'm a lot unpleasant. I want to punch him thoroughly, but unfortunately it's hard to get close. If I get close enough, I'll be attacked by an ice column.

The attack must be at a long range. The magic of cooling probably doesn't work. The magic of fire is too slow to hit first. Then my only ranged attack is an anti-material rifle and a transfer sword.

Mills understands that, too, and he's stubbornly after the bullet. When I float a bullet, they shoot me down right away. No matter how many floats you float, they drop you from next to next. There's a lot of bullets on the ground.

"Ha ha! That's it!

When Mills shouted so in an upbeat mood, the temperature around him began to drop sharply. The exhaling breath is white. It penetrates the thermoregulation function of leather clothing, causing the body to cool down.

Over Mills' head, a sizeable amount of ice spears stood by. I'm willing to blunt my movements with cold air and punch them in all at once.

I pulled the gold bore coat out of the magic bag and weaved the feathers.

But it seems Mills was after the moment. He approached me suddenly and pulled the gold bore coat. The coat is stripped off forcefully and the temperature drops.

I waited for the moment to get close to me from myself. Finally. He finally hooked me up to the trap. I took the trouble to prepare, trap all over. It's an empty capacitor buried on the ground. I also sneak it in my gold bore coat. When I prototyped it in large quantities, I left it empty.

Once activated, the capacitor forcefully sucks the magic of the person it is touching. It would be a tiny amount from Mills, but the movement is dull.

"... that was the end"

Whimpering a word, pouring magic into the capacitor. The activated capacitor does not hesitate to suck up magic from the Mills it is touching.

The magic that was activated was fogged and Mills stopped moving. The frozen ground returned to normal and the temperature dropped also to room temperature. Fold it up here all at once.

Mills misunderstood. Anti-material rifle bullets can be fired even if they are not floating otherwise. The bullet that was shot down, it just fell to the ground. It's not gone.

Shoot all the massive bullets that have fallen to the ground. At the same time, I jumped and slashed it with all my might. Bullets flying from all directions strike me, too, near Mills.

Signal perception, orbital calculation, and all the forces that could be held were mobilized to avoid the bullets flying in. Attack Mills as he travels with metastatic magic. I also use a transfer sword when the distance is available. It's an odd battle. Hit him anyway.

I would have broken my arm, broken my leg, broken my neck... and crushed most of the bones that make up my body. If this still works, it's a real monster.

"Hey, isn't that too much? I can't move anymore..."

Mills says as he falls on his back. Your mouth doesn't seem to be moving. Maybe he's already cut off Mr. Bonanza's body. You're getting out of here.

Pack the distance at once to pierce Todome's blow. Then something yellow misty blew out of Mills' mouth. It's a casual image, but it kind of stinks......

I bathed my whole body in a fog that looked stinky. Identification, smell. It stinks. Your eyes are stained and tears abound. A runny nose. Everyone came out. My hands and legs are paralyzed and my legs snap. I want to fly poison fog with the magic of the wind, but the magic doesn't work. The magic seems to be disturbing in your body.

"I knew it was shabby. It's poison that stuns the orga in an instant, huh?

Mills still has room for a light slap, apparently.

Magic poison. This is the Mills trump card...... Unlike natural poison, magic poison can be magically deactivated. But this poison has the effect of interfering with magic. Mills will be waiting for me to do everything I can. That's why they're not gonna do it honestly.

A healing magic object taken from a fucking cleric remains in the right pocket of his pants. I gripped it in my pocket and activated the demon prop.

Paralysis of the hands and feet eased only slightly. It's hardly working... but the magic flow is a little better as well. This state can use magic somehow. Using healing magic and wind magic many times alternately, he succeeded in restoring his body by scattering mist.

My eyes and nose still hurt a little, but I'm not in the way of the fight. Todome again. Standing in front of Mills thinking so, the signs had already disappeared. Looks like he's trying to escape. But this is in the snow-covered junction. I can't leave with magic.

I sharpened my five senses and looked around carefully. Mills is around the body of the snow-covered junction in his coat pocket. They're absorbing the magic of the magic props. I guess they're trying to force the feature to stop.

I won't let that happen. All the remaining magic was used to bring the magic of purification (excercise) to the wind. Boom something like a low roar and the signs of Mills disappear.

I won......

It was a pretty tough fight. Let's get out of here first. When I picked up the gold bore coat that fell to the ground, I held Mr. Bonanza outside the junction...... Mr. Bonanza is too heavy!

I have to cut off my physical strengthening, so I carry it unaided by magic. Mr. Bonanza's weight was on my leg.

I munched my tired body and managed to get out of the junction.

Outside the junction, Luna and the others were waiting. Around, there is an increase in the number of fainted clerics. Apparently there was an additional raid.

I put the heavy Mr. Bonanza down to the ground and I sat down on the spot, too.

"Are you all right?

Luna rushed over and spoke up.

It should be possible that I'm being relieved, but everyone's relieved of their guard. I wonder if I have a habit I haven't noticed myself...

"Oh, I have no problem. And then Mr. Bonanza..."

"Right......"

"To the employees of the store... I wonder what to say..."

Everyone's expression is dark. Naturally. He's the one I took care of quite a bit.

My reckless behavior got me into our problems.

"I'm the one in the store..."

When I said that, suddenly Mr. Bonanza rose and spoke out.

"Just now... the pain... can't be cured sooner?

"... why are you alive!

Glad to hear it, but I accidentally stuck it in.

"What's wrong with being raw? Early in the day!

He cured Mr. Bonanza, who poisoned him, over and over again, and healed his injuries.

No, no, no, no, Mills, but how did you get up normally when you were so injured that you couldn't stand up. I knew it was a chemical......

"You annoyed me...... Didn't he die of poison?

"I told you before. Doesn't poison me? I just passed out a little bit."

Hmmm... that was instant death super virulent, right? Seriously, I may not be human. He claims to have passed out, but he was probably in a state of provisional death. Well, whatever it is, it's good to be alive.