Never Die Extra

After holding onto the 'zero' for a few hours, the tutorial (mostly skipped) made Miroel aware of several facts.

The speed of adapting to Zero Mother's Forest is incredibly fast.

That demon's identity must be Circus, and he's not going to fall off the grid.

Zero, of course, even the ability of the Circus is out of the scope of his consciousness.

Finally, the soft confectionery that he took out of the space artifact is very tasty.

“..... would you like another one? ”

“Poetry, if you don't mind... Wow, another treat! ”

Evan looked at the remnants of the cake that was being sucked into Gemiroel's mouth, terrified to get it out of his inventory pocket.

I couldn't wait to meet a few pieces of cake gowns like that.

There was no such image in contemporary meaning, but this means that Roel was unconscious when he looked like a girl. When he got back, he made a commitment.

“Phew, Phew... It's a good thing that it's rich in delicious food! ”

I realized that I was looking at Evan and God. Miroel coughed and pretended to be an adult. The fact that there was a cream on his mouth seemed so cute that he didn't realize it.

“You can't spend a limited amount of resources, so you have to learn how to be self-sufficient. Fruit in Doughney Forest

Some of them have special effects, so it shouldn't be too bad to know! ”

"Hoo.”

The new age is the age of the beginning. Naturally, it is not passed on except in the form of an alchemy monk. Then where do you get the potion? It was nature.

It was not only the mother's forest that became the background of silk prologue, but the natural fruits, water, and hump of most of the environment that proceeded with the Mamma War were able to recover from the grass. Now Miroel

Silver is explaining it.

"Some of them are even more powerful in combination, and most of these are high-end information that goes to vision. But if you ask me, I can let you know.”

Of course, half of the silver was getting 100 times more recipes than Miroel. More.....

“Miroel.”

"Huuuuu.”

All of a sudden, Miroel, who called his name to Evan, made a strange voice.

At the time of the Yoma War, the ancient cannabis apostle first called Miroel by name. The direct ambassador was not one of them, so the context was nothing but a metaphor for choice, but perhaps the latter should be the middle part.

But Van is not the answer to the ancient cannabis.

I can call a payer for anything. The answer would be..... Amazing.

“What's wrong?”

“Oh, no! I was just surprised because I was suddenly called.... ”

“Then..... why don't you check your condition once? ”

"Yes? What are you...?"

Evan's fattest words frowned his eyebrows, and the next time he checked his condition, he shook his eyes.

It's so green.

“Magical power has increased...!? ”

“The bread that I ate...... it was good with the cake. ”

What Miroel just ate was a potato cake made with Evan's deferred alchemy.

The raw material alone has a magical effect on the world's crops, but it's simple compared to the host's craftsmanship that gives off a special miraculous effect.

It's no more than a trick... but as a way of eating potions without getting bored, I was able to unleash a skill that was not ashamed of the skill of the Master of Evan Alchemy.

“I can't believe you had that effect..... I don't need to tell you anything. ”

“But if you add special ingredients that can only be obtained in the forest, you can get a better effect. So please. ”

“Argh... yes! ”

"Thank you.”

Miroël, who is dissatisfied with the fact that his knowledge has not become in vain.

She laughed bitterly at the contemporary meaning of El, and Evan stretched out her hand to her cheek. I wiped the cream on the mouth well without even noticing her flinching.

"Ah... Thank you."

Miroël licks his lips instinctively and makes a dazzling look. The new Hiro attack system is proceeding smoothly!

“You really are...! Stay put."

“Mabel, you………. ”

“Chuw.

I cleaned out the cream on Maybelle's finger. I think I'm close to Van Imiloel.

It seemed to be vigilant, but it was useless.

Miroel, who was staring at Evan like Hollen, noticed the Maybell-dependent material and fixed him in a surprising manner.

"Khh, Khh…… Most of what you need to survive in the forest seems to have been told. Then we move on to what we need to do next."

“What is it?”

“Baroque hideouts are made of human flesh.”

Of course, this was a tutorial. I figured out all the combat, the food supply, the forest information, and the base of the game.

“Spirits love this place, but it seems we don't have much to live with. Luckily, you can use magic and I can ask the Spirits, but the hard thing is..... ”

“You know, do you want to stand here in a maze? ”

"Ugh!? Oh, I see!"

While listening to the explanation, Maebel suddenly asks Miroel a sharp question. Her eyes sparkle as if she had found something interesting.

“Miroel didn't even live here. Why are you here? ”

“It takes a long time to get rid of someone who has lost their memory. It's not an elf who's so determined. It's just Danzig!"

"Hmph, that's better. That's settled.”

Mabel strokes her head like a golden wave and smiles brightly.

Despite being treated like an obvious child, Domiroel blushes without saying a word. He was afraid of accelerating his reaction.

In fact, I could not reveal that I was running away and hiding from other elves in real time.

"Mabel, don't harass Miroel. ”

“You're trying to be friendly, Master! ”

“That's what the bullies used to say.”

Evan takes a deep breath and pulls Maebel to his side. Maebel is useless! Then I gave him a voice and whispered to him again.

“I expected to be alone tonight.”

Ugh!? ”

Somehow, the voice of Prophet Zimiroel has risen. It felt pitiful to have a red crab like an elf's long ear bag burst into thin air.

“I'm going to sleep here too! Me too! Here! So don't do anything weird! ”

"What's so weird about that? Huh? ”

"Mabel.”

"Uh-huh.”

After feeding Mabel a night of questioning Turomiroel, she puts her hand in a silver recharge inventory pocket. Miroel is looking at it.

“Am I...? ”

“That's right. We have horse-drawn tools to replace the house. ”

“Where did you get the replacement tool?"

“Sorry, I can't remember. ”

Miroël's expression turned offensively. He knew he had a forehead tool, but he didn't know how to get it.

But I can't honestly say that I have high-end artifacts that can cope with every situation as a result of answering a dungeon that doesn't exist until the 100th floor, so Evan just took a clumsy smile.

First, I took out two tents. Apparently, it wasn't that big, but there was a magic expansion in the room, a multi-storey house.

“Oh, my God.”

“Then we'll have to fence it. It's borderline and concealed, so we'll be able to stop any intrusion from the outside. ”

“Oh, my God!”

[Tutorial 05: Organizing the Residential Environment] lasted less than a minute.

Evan's hand just went into his inventory pocket a few times!

No matter what the intellect, Miroel went into the tent, but he lost sight of the spacious bed and bath, even his own ventilation, cleaning, and air conditioning systems.

“Huh?”

Then, after discovering something strange, Miroel laughed at his head.

“Iten, isn't it enough for us to stay? ”

“You'd be anxious to sleep across a space like a stranger, wouldn't you? I can't help it if it wasn't for this situation. It's easy to write here by yourself.”

“Ah……. ”

Evan said that, but he wasn't so considerate of Miroel that he couldn't stand his back.

It was because of him.

I've waited long enough. I'll show you the majesty of Surcubus Queen, which no longer covers the place you've put up with me. It was roughly meaningful.

Then I realized that the atmosphere of the two of them was strangely fuzzy with a woman's instinct.

Ughh... ”

Miroël, who makes a strange noise and alternates with Maybelle.

It seemed very difficult to establish a healthy and good relationship with Heroine in the future.

And that wasn't what Evan wanted. I didn't want to worry about getting stabbed in the abdomen until I was new.

“It's all because of Maybellner. Take care of your face before you mess it up. ”

“It's a pack!”

Maybelle smiles instantly.

It was useless.

If this happens, I will be forced to relieve Maebel's desire after isolating myself..... Evan sighed and told Miroel.

“Thank you so much for teaching me that today. I'll see you tomorrow. ”

“Are you really going that way? ”

“It's the owner's duty to take care of the ministry horse.”

Evan smiles with a new twist at the roughly coined setting. Miroel looks at his face and is delighted to say something, but stretches his shoulders within.

“Good night, then. See you tomorrow."

“Good night.”

“Good night!”

Evan comes into the tent to stay with Maebel, who feels better.

The rating was higher than the one given, so it was not until the palace that Erstray Headquarters had a one-storey area.

“Should I take a bath first? Hmph... ”

He shook the wings of a bat on his back and choked his head with a chopstick.

“How could you make such a flowing face?"

“I don't think so, for the first time in my life, I'm the exclusive trainer…… Ah, hmm. ”

Maebel's voice lowers for the first time. A lot of things happened for a while, but their situation wasn't as pleasant as laughing.

“I'm sorry, Master. It's me.

Thinking alone……. ”

“Okay, okay. Not for the rest of your life. I'll be back someday. ”

Yes, it will be.

Because no one else asked Miroel to come back and scold him.

“I don't know how lucky you are to be here.”

"It's you! I'm going to hurt you! ”

“Yes?”

Evan pulls Maebel into his arms. Maebel holds him without resistance, as he was waiting for. The two of them were hit in the eye.

"Of course I have to work hard to unravel it.”

“Do, Master..... ”

“Bed, shall we go? ”

Yes. ”

The World on the Yoma Feud

On that day, Evan realized that Surcubus Queen was great in his dreams, but also great in reality.

But the final winner was Evan.

I was satisfied with Evando Maybelldog's results.