Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

Big warcraft.

Warcraft is a creature.

When I first met Mr. Sherrow, it was the Warcraft that seemed like he was dragging. That was a big boar - but anyway, it's a proper fleshy creature (...).

When I get out of the mansion and softly nozzle, I'm sure I am.

Mr. Sherrow, at the root of a tree that grows only one bottle behind it, one (is one more appropriate) big beast sleeping all the way to Ibiki.

I don't really know the overall shape because I sleep like a noose, but it looks like an animal similar to a burnt brown hairy hippopotamus. He's going to be about two or three meters long when he gets up.

I saw the giant and abandoned the option of fighting instantly.

Red glowing magic map.

Quest name "squatting beast and empty figs".

A monster alarm sounds and a sudden warcraft has occurred.

You can also find more information on the map you saw in the "Mirror of Truth,"

[It seems the fruit will bear fruit on a tree standing on a hill beside a forest west of Lucraella! Rumor has it that magical fruit is a monster's favorite. Just get ready to fight!

And there was.

If the conditions match so far, there is no question.

Sure, this is the hill by the woods west of Lucraella, and even the trees grow. I didn't know if the fruit was raw in that tree...

When I looked at Nozo again, there was only one fine fruit (no matter how I looked at it, it was hard to say fig size) in the tree branches that was as raw as Dorian.

The color is also lightly luminescent, just saying "It's a magical fruit" in an empty or water color.

Ho definite.

"... All right, let's get out of here! If you run to our mansion, there's a line, and he won't be able to come after you. Now's your chance to sleep."

I thought I could handle a D-rank quest or so, but I can't compete with hippocampal aggressive wildlife and bee flesh bullets or anything.

Unless you can get a hunting license and bring a shotgun, but you're reckless to fight with your sword. You.

I can't catch a fleshball hook with my naked eye. I just eat it and my neck flies.

I can't take it with my sword or anything.

It's like fighting a car!

Too bad! This quest failed!

"Right. We can't get away with this, but maybe the Zillows should get away. I don't know how strong the Warcraft is, just in case."

Mr. Rebecca, who calls that a shillet.

"Yeah, yeah! Let's get out of here. It's a bear! Bear! Grandpa Mountain! I'm sure if I wake up and eat the watercolor Dorian, I'll go back to the woods."

Yes. That beast is likely an event monster. Or absolutely. It's the only thing in the world. In a way, it would be similar to the undead that usually springs up. You look like a bear, though.

This is my prediction, but this quest is about taking fruit from a tree (trying to take it) Bears wake up Fruit taken and fighting angry minded bears Win it and give the fruit to the girl and clear it! That would be it.

If, then, the Warcraft disappears sooner or later if left without taking the fruit. Should be.

Don't bother going down in people...... Should be.

Not very confident theory......

"... you know, Zillow. I don't know why there's a warcraft out there all of a sudden, but you can't just leave it there."

Rejected lightly.

But I guess it's natural to think so. There will be human obligations that make monster exorcisms a business, simply because Mr. Sherrow and Mr. Rebecca are the strongest fighters around here.

But this time the duty has nothing to do with it. Should be.

"Ah, uh. Alle, maybe it's because of this. This."

Show Mr. Rebecca the magical map that glows thin red.

"What's this?"

"So it's the same one that Efta showed me before. Let's call it a magic requisition... This is a miscalculation, a coincidence, the location of the map is apparently Dompisha, here, it seems."

"... the map does resemble the terrain around here... But there's no fruit.

Mr. Rebecca seemed unaware of the giant fruit that grows in the trees, so teach.

According to Mr. Rebecca, that tree itself had grown since he began to live in this house. but they've never had such a fruit before.

"So that warcraft is a monster?

"I think so. I'm not sure, but the monster alarm actually went off, and Deanna was responding. Isn't that at least a normal animal?"

"But... if you're a monster, you're supposed to attack a human being? I'd rather keep it down here if it's a monster. Now's your chance to sleep."

And

All right! (Chaki)

and take a weapon.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

At least after you let our girl get away with it.

You don't have to bother waking up the kid you slept with!

Even Deanna manages to summon, "I think you should stop, I kind of have a bad feeling" or something!

As I pulled Mr. Rebecca back, I realized, Mr. Sherrow, what's going on...?

Anxious and going out the door, Mr. Sherrow is stabbing his favorite very thick sword (Claymore) on the ground and staring at Gooska's sleeping warcraft.

... I wonder if you're keeping an eye on me so I can deal with it whenever I wake up.

Good, because Mr. Sherrow wouldn't have been surprised to have struck out on an arbitrary crusade...

Mr. Sherrow, who noticed me, said out loud as if he didn't mind if the Warcraft woke up.

"Oh, Zillow. About this guy would be able to do it for you. Just the right time, try it."

Gee, gee, gee! Unexpected expansion! Nothing's just right!

"I'm fine. When you're about me, you just see how strong they are at first sight. This guy's like a C-level warcraft or something."

What is it? This guy had such special abilities. You don't need a mirror of truth.

I wonder if they mean they look "very strong" or "just as strong". It's okay to trust you to some extent...... I wonder...

But even if it was "someone who wouldn't even be practicing" for Mr. Sherrow, I guess it's also likely that it would be "very, very strong" for me. Are you sure you're okay...?

It's a bear. This guy.

But when I heard that, Marina, who was beside me, got Russian motivated.

"Then I want Marina to do it! Is it likely that even Marina can fight?

Seriously.

Hopefully Marina will take Olica and Elepi to the Mansion to escape. It's subtle to let them get away with it alone.

Why don't you just let Deanna handle this? But I don't have a three-man horse ride... Marina would be fine, but she worries properly with Deanna's arm.

That Deanna looked blue and said, "Your husband, you don't have to fight. I don't think that's as gentle as it looks..." Don't freak me out too much......

"Isn't that okay? I've only done warcraft combat training as weak, and I'm not exactly the right opponent for a C-level."

But I even mention that to Mr. Rebecca.

Uh-huh. Trust Mr. Sherrow's EYE? I guess class C means we can handle it...

"Well, let's fight (ya) at the marina with me... If it doesn't work, we're gonna push Mr. Sherrow away."

"Wahaha, I'll take care of it then"

I'm really scared, but Mr. Sherrow is right. It could certainly be a good opportunity.

I'd like to try to fight the Warcraft, but with all the preparations and numbers I want to see now, it won't be possible to fight any more at this time.

I can't believe you fought the Warcraft. "The wild Servel Tiger has popped up! 'Cause I guess things like that are normal. If it were that at first sight, I would die for sure. Humans, they're not capable enough to act aggressively.

Deanna was worried until the end, but there are times when a man has to do it. The quest itself was originally meant to be a challenge.

Gear up and get close to Jirijiri and the Warcraft with me and Marina.

Marina is halvard in her usual misrill armor.

I am equipped with the devil's sword with my usual clothes.

I think it might be time for some protection. This will definitely cause serious injury if you take a single blow at the attack. I often say, "I can't remember if it doesn't hurt," but I'm not even that serious.

I don't want you to believe that your defensive training with Mr. Sherrow was effective.

After all, I haven't let Orica and Elepi get away with it either.

As for the elepi, Mr. Rebecca suggested that you should look at it because you joined the Knights, and because if you're alone with Olica, you can always get away with it if you play a retreat for all of us - so.

Honestly, it feels a little - worrying, too.

It's a different story than failing in business or finding out who you are on a bulletin board. If you fail, people die.

I'd really like to take a safer margin. but how much of a safety margin was taken for the fight, and that, after all, is only a difference between large and small. No, of course there are naturally things like the tighter the protective gear, or the better the weapon......

Still, there is no such thing as "absolute".

How much risk has been managed, the risk is not zero.

If so, it is a question of how to accept the matter.

In that regard, Mr. Sherrow and Rebecca, who are mercenaries up, would feel completely different from us (especially me).

I can't tell if my feelings about death - dull or sharp - are isolated from me, the peaceful Japanese.

But the truth is, I've been trying to get to this quest since I got more gear and stuff, and it's a shame that I ended up wanting to compete.

Get ready, string up the map like a treasure hunt, and beat the monster with it and get the fruit! So you wanted to play like that.

Well, this time it's gonna be me and Marina's training, so let's lower the hoarding.

You don't know how I feel about that.

"Lord, which, if possible, we want Marina to do. I want to see how much I can fight."

and Marina, a motivational man-man.

How dare you make such a struggle with Lord Bear?

I wonder if it's because I'm a knightly craftsman. That's brave.

Either way, Marina is avant-garde, and his weapon is more than a Halvard long-held weapon, so you can fight together so well.

Either I get caught up in a swinging weapon, or you won't be able to fight me enough to care about me.

"Well, shall we do it with a switch method? Marina fights and feels like she's gonna take my place in a little while. And then it feels like we're going to be flexible on the spot."

You can't just let Marina do it. I feel like doing it myself a little bit.

Besides, Mr. Sherrow told me he was fine, and he should be weaker than a real bear.... I'm sure.

If not, I'd like it to be at least about a bobsap bear. Then you can still win by the difference in weapons.

If you were a bear with red turnips, you'd have to expect Sherrow's stunning/heaven-o knife extraction teeth......!

"Then you are going!

Marina storms out.

I'll follow you with my sword.

The fruit is also of concern, but if you don't do something about that beast, which Michi will be difficult to recover.

Marina stops in time and observes the bear without alarm.

Even here, the bear still sleeps goosebumps.

"... you can win if you chomp your neck while you sleep. This. Do you want to try it together?

"Is it neck chompa?

"Look at that Halvard axe."

But that was not allowed out by Mr. Sherrow.

It's training, so wake him up properly and then fight him. I say impotent.

"Because. Marina, wake him up. Because of its length, it feels like it sticks with Choi. This way, don't touch the scales."

"It is soggy to wake up. Speak up."

Oh, you're not talking? Shortly after she heard, Marina spoke to the Warcraft. No, I swore an oath.

"My name is Marina! Artemis is the second knight Marina! Warcraft How to sign up for a regular battle!

I signed up for the Warcraft! What, is this normal?

The common sense in this world is too unclear!

"Mr. Rebecca, what the hell is this!?

"A knight's duel."

Professor Sasuko! I can count on you.

No, why are you taking it normally? What do you do by dueling a beast opponent...

"Normally it's something you do to a human opponent, but, look, that kid's a little unusual, so hey. He used to say he longed for a duel."

Oh, I knew it was a little weird, good. I'm just glad Marina's a freak! Isn't that good?

It was a warcraft that I thought wouldn't wake up from hearing Marina's oath, but I stopped Ibiki and opened both his eyes in a frenzy.

And then he looks around and opens his mouth.

"... this fruit is mine"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

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"If you want this fruit, show me your strength."

The bear spoke fluently.

Moreover, he is a militant. A stand-up that makes you feel the intelligence of its mystery.

What is this, like talking about a warcraft is defo? Didn't you say animals?

But even cat girls like Etowa talk fluently, and nothing's wrong with that? It's a fantastic world.

So does Etowa, but for some reason, animal systems often seem smart. The creator? I don't know what his hobby is.

According to Mr. Rebecca, there are warcraft who talk sometimes. You think it's rare to fight like this because there are so many things that don't really involve the human world?

It's just that it's rare, but it's not as rare a creature as I've ever seen, and both Mr. Sherrow and Mr. Rebecca have cool faces.

Uh-huh... What a world...... I don't think it's the same thing to do with an animal that speaks those words or with a normal animal...

Is the bear watching or not attacking at once?

Instead, he doesn't seem to be willing to fight for real. Feels like "I'll lend you my breasts, call me". It's an event I'm not sure about.

He stood up, still about 3 meters long, clarity and quite intimidating. That's all I'm going to get swallowed up (...), but I just have to fight believing I can do it. I guess that's training, too.

But killing such a big animal by cutting it with a sword seems a little impossible.

If he came to kill me, he wouldn't be able to say such a long thing...

"It is going!

While I was doing this, Marina poked at me.

Let your eyes shine with Run Run Run and wield Halvard.

Awesome dude,... I wonder if he's scared.

Marina swings her purple (Kashimurasaki) axe spear luxuriously across her body and shoots a blow into the bear with all her weight on it.

One, two, three blows.

The attack continues without loosening the hand of the attack without precipitation to dance, and with the mood of tearing utilizing the weight of Halvard.

"Guhaha! Good offense!

Warcraft is attacked without much defense while attacking Marina at times.

Marina looks like she's fighting her opponent's attack with skill.

"... Mr. Rebecca, he's not bleeding. You look like you're attacking a moron."

"... right. I thought so too. That feels... similar to the one that springs with human twitches. The attack is hitting, but it doesn't feel right..."

"You mean the type of monster that's not undead. Unlike Skeleton, it has a proper sense of weight, and the attack feels like it follows the laws of physics...... No, it's a bear from the looks of it in the first place."

"Could be...... I'm sorry. I'll get started, too, yeah.... I hope she's okay."

"We'll all do it if we have to."

Against Marina's successive attacks, the bear only imitates the cat punch from time to time in slow motion.

I see. Class C.

I don't care how you look at it, it just seems like you're fighting at ease, but I'm not sure because I'm new to fighting the Warcraft myself. I wonder if this is it.

"Nuh! This is' doom '! You have a rare enchant! But it won't work for me!

The bear shows great surprise. Speaking of which, is Harvard in Marina such an enchanted person? Doesn't mean it won't work.

Hey, but nonetheless...

"... seniors, beautiful..."

Elepi shrugs when she sees Marina's dance-like combat methods.

Yes, it is. It's beautiful.

Flesh that moves. Splashing sweat in glow. Bouncing breath. Bouncing chest.

Amazing lightness, circling around like a comma, spreading her waistcape and flirting with the Warcraft, she looks like an Arabic dancer paired with a natural brown color.

The figure deserved to be called a fairy.

The fairy who blossomed at my...

"Ever, ever. What a blossoming fairy I am..."

To go home and take turns with Marina.

Bears apparently aren't fighting for real, rather than strong, and I should have no problem with that. No, I have a better chance of winning combat training with Marina, don't I? There's a chance Marina's doing something wrong!

"All right, Marina! Replace!"

"Ri, roger! Lord, it doesn't feel like the attack is working, be careful!

"Ooh."

Even while I took turns with Marina, the bear is looking at this one, but he didn't come after me. I can't see the end of the event.

He says, 'Show strength' and it seems to be over...

Set up the Devil's Sword with that in mind.

I can't fight around like Marina.

Let's go to the tunnel.

Entering in time with that in mind, the bear who was watching was noticing something and changed his expression sassy, releasing enough roar to tremble the earth.

"GOOOOOOOOO!!! You!! That sword, hate, hate the Red Devil Sword! Sink my brethren into the sea of blood, into red hell, demon sword! But - not that guy...? Then the next generation of bearers - is that it? Kufu, if it's a hands-on kid, it's one of a kind, but if it's" Warcraft Killer "(number 4)! This Arcas of the North Star (Polaris) is unforgiving!!