My sister-in-law has become a brave man.

The Thirteenth Day of the Other World

I just wanted to know what structure the Summoners were in.

It's not like I wanted to be a necromancer (necromancer) who curses people, subjugates the Necromancer (Reis), subordinates moving corpses, or contracts with the Reaper (Death), but nah...

It seems that you have bad luck choosing a magic book (Grimoire).

In the meantime, I could remember [the bloody magic guide, Bloody Grimoire [], the [ancient language (enchanted rune)], and [the black scripture (noir bible)], the [god language (mystic rune)], both of which are just like trying to light a candle on a mountain fire.

I want an advisor.

Throughout the day I was asleep, Laruac stayed by my side and Regrouza came to see me from time to time.

I told him not to worry if he slept, he would heal, but he was kind enough to take care of us both.

Well, Lar Arc was just getting more work done by others.

For now, that feeling, thank you.

But taking care of those two, I'm in my head.

We need to find a counselor.

Kako, honestly, I've been thinking about that all day.

Day 14 of the Other World

Resurrected.

Besides, I woke up early in the morning because I slept all day yesterday.

Just fine, so I took out a copy of the summons team and read the [god] written there.

There are a lot of spells to write about, from the simple things I wish for God's protection to the things I've stepped into the fabric of the world, and I don't know much about it with my knowledge and understanding right now.

But it turns out that this is a "summons" formation, and it is not supposed to be a "return".

Aren't you going home, Prince Stalker?

More Dark Opponents...?

Soon they were laughing creepily, and the regrouza in the next room said, "Are you okay?" and came to see how it went.

She wondered if the fever had gone up and she was crazy.

I'm sorry.

This is my basic setting (default) - (reopen).

misled the day before yesterday, and went to breakfast with Regrouza.

I was told to take a day off today just in case, and Regrouza asked me to keep an eye on Lar Arc because I can't stay with him because I have business.

Lar Arc said, "Yeah! Hold on tight!" He answered clearly, "and Regrouza, who seems to want to go out, ordered me to leave a message physically, but he didn't seem to realize it at all.

Really, you'll be healed.

I mean, I don't have to stick around to sleep.

And I tried to say this one day, but Regrouza rejected me for one "rest" thing.

It's overprotective.

Or do I look so sick?

I don't have any symptoms of consciousness.

Well, for a day or so, yes.

Rumor has it that Heavenly Sound is still training for a while.

I'm good at goofing around.

I did it every day in the old world.

I thought that to relax.

One of those moments of tranquillity that dropped off the regrousers and relaxed while doing it over the laruak ended with a sudden roar.

"Almighty."

Magic has something called attributes, but the only defensive magic I've learned in the [Bloody Magic Book] is this one that's completely defensive of all attributes (that's all the offensive magic shows well the character of a sadist author browser).

Immediately after pronouncing [ancient language] and activating it, which appears to be wrapped in rainbow chavon balls, the attack was dozens of shots of Ice Arrow.

"Almighty" has a shock absorption function, so although it feels like something touched it somehow, I didn't have a single shock.

Is that it?

Something about it, I feel like I've prevented him from getting slapped in the harrison with a nuclear shelter.

Myself, too inefficient?

Build a pretty iron-walled defensive wall called "Almighty". This should be magic that eats keko magic, but I don't really know what my magic limit is.

... how much, you should try again.

I don't like when magic runs out at times of need.

Well, for the sake of hippo.

The target of the attack is Lar Arc.

There are three raiders.

Two of us are definitely wizards.

Yeah.

I'll run.

I can't use small-grain magic. I can't fight a lot, and if I do, it's a lot going on around me (if I return the Meteorite Strike to Ice Arrow, it's a ghost).

This inn was delicious for dinner.

In an instant I decided to drag the amazingly solidified Lal Arc and escape through the inn window with the "Almighty" together (the proposed pursuit had begun again lightly).

Turning around the corner and entering an unpopular back road, he turned off the "Almighty" and hid in the shadow of a few more piles of tall after running, telling Lar Arc to be quiet.

The healing tiger boy who held his own mouth and nodded coddly was a lot cute.

... kohon.

Okay, which way to go.

As I listened to the noisy footsteps of the chase approaching, what a jump off the roof Legruza stood in front of them.

- Come on, flashy.

Cool.

Glimpse by our hidden tall.

Ooh.

What the hell is this place not a privileged seat?

"" Magic Spear "!!

That's what the Raiders called Legruza, saying that there was some grudge about the past and he came to clear it up today.

I understood from their conversation the idea that a mercenary who went bandit hunting at work was regrouza, and the remnants of the hunted bandits were raiders.

I see.

So the revenge of the rest of the party is the raid on the small tiger with him (Larark)?

Hunt it all, Regrouza.

You have two names for me, and I thought it might have been a pain in the ass, but I caught (and hid) tightly so that Lal Arc, worried about Regluza, wouldn't pop up.

Regrouza, a good samurai himself, has already realized that we are hiding here (the first time fits), and his opponent is obviously a third-rate or less petty villain.

I see the battle.

And yet you're provoking a little villain, your voice is sifting.

"What about your good spear?!

Regrouza asked back faintly laughing.

"Do you guys need it?

Alas.

Koyu, I think it might be your taste.