Never Die Extra

407 Châpter2. Cannibals, find humans. (1)

High Elves are strictly forbidden to step outside their original forest.

Miroel thought that even if he died, his mother would give birth to Heielf instead of her, and he actually prayed, but it was also true that you were worth it.

That's why she jumped out of the woods, and even told Evan that revealing herself outside the dungeon was ridiculous.

“I don't know, but you're qualified to be the Elf's representative. ”

“Yes, I do. ”

But I couldn't be bothered to tell Miroel to be careful in the face of Zero who didn't know the world.

Gee, he just looked a little surprised.

“But even so... I think it's too urgent. It's hard to handle because I'm a king in a difficult situation. ”

“That would be..... yes. ”

Miroel's skull is stretched out. MorginMolado was dreaming of becoming the King of the Gentiles and the future in which she married herself. It's just an imagination.

“I'm not evil enough to pretend that I don't know someone who's in trouble. If I meet more people, I may know something about myself in the process, and I don't know what you're talking about yet..... in this forest.

I am in favour of saving the people who are going. Can we do this? ”

Dee

"Ah!”

It's roughly 30% compatible with the ambassadors of the Yoma Feud.

... now I hear Emiroel's words, which should be called a new scenario script.

Her ears were pounding with joy.

“You're a really good man!” “Thank you for the compliment. But you don't have to be so grumpy.”

“But thank you! ”

Miroel came running and took Evan's hands.

I grinned my testicles. Then Maebel Mann, who was still clinging to Hievan, interrogated the fact that Miroel's earlobe was rising red.

“Master, are you thankful for this? Are you thankful for holding your hand...? ”

“Another timely talk.”

Thankfully, it was small enough to reach Evan's ear. Of course, Miroel was shaken by the wind.

I could even hear the sound of the bees hiding between the leaves, so I didn't mean anything to anyone to kill them.

“It's not like that! Elves are a race that values skinship, so they defend the decency of being a xenophobic. Yes! That's it!”

“Yeah, you know, just relax. ”

Evan was still upset. Namiroel was dissatisfied.

I didn't even know that Maebel was staring at me in the face.

“First let's discuss what they will do if they come out of washing the dwarves. Whether they will find another place to live or act with us………. That 'd be better, wouldn't it?”

“Yes, but they will try to rely on you. Without you, they have no hope.”

Evan laughed at her words.

I confronted him.

“I don't think hope comes from someone else's hand.”

“Only truly strong people can do it.”

Amamiroel probably doesn't know. That's not an abstract expression.

Evan said that and instinctively grabbed his fist. Nothing caught him.

Yes. Since all the jewels of the necklace of M'Isil have flown into the past, the ability of the necklace has not been activated.

I couldn't hunt slime for a long time, so I was left with a fist habit. I haven't seen anything since I was nine years old, so it was hard to say.

'I was so out of my mind, but I should have looked into it first.’

It is a necklace of Irasle that sent Evan to the new era, so it is possible to hide it in the necklace.

But while I'm aware of the possibilities, the other thing that comes first is simply that this place is the world on the agenda of World War II, and the moment I realized that I was a migrant, I went back until I cleared it. 'Cause I was putting off looking for a way to get back to nature.

“Oh, shit, I'm gonna rip this thing apart.

There is no capital! ”

“How did you make a replacement!? It's like a gift from God for a human being!”

At that time, the dwarves washed up in the tent.

I've been saying horrible things, but there's no way they're gonna figure out how to use the tool. As someone in the warp just said, it's a gift from God.

"Don't do anything useless if you wash your hands. I'll give you food. ”

“Really..! ”

Dwarves who have been doubting each other for some time. Evan laughs bitterly and takes out enough bread and meat from the inventory.

"Argh..... I'll thank you!" Yummy “, yummy! It's really delicious...!”

“I've made up my mind. I'll follow you in the future, no matter what anyone else says! I will repay you as a man!”

“I've been penetrating the fact that he's the guardian of modern warp to lead us to warp.”

I know it's a hard world to survive, but I didn't expect Evan to be a burden to himself from the challenge!

The Goddess of the Warp who will repay you for your kindness as a better man.

The silver law was so cheap, but I think there wouldn't be a problem with consciousness if we were together in the end!

“You said I would do this, right?”

“Yes, I must have been so sure of the dependability of existence. ”

Evan looked at him and said he was cool and winked, but he couldn't even keep his eyes winking. At the same time, he looked at Miroel, blinking and staring.

“If you really want to follow me, yes. That's it. You're gonna have to help me in the future. ”

“Absolutely. If I could just feed you something. ”

“You idiots. Come on out. Remember what I told you before? The Matu armor. ”

As the dwarves subdued Evan to make sure his hands and feet were worn out, the young man who was leading his younger sister

Dwarf Mann was different.

It seemed that the missing arm was coming back and giving him confidence.

“What I said before is not a lie. Even though it's just an idea, I feel like I can make it a reality. ”

“Brother, eat meat. ”

“Right pole, well…….

He threw up his passionate words and pushed his sister's meat into Dundwarf's mouth.

I was silent. I had a lot to eat in my sister's mouth.

Despite losing all the people in the original game and surviving alone, it was hard to finish helping the ancient cannabis master complete his unique armor.

Yup. Thanks to you, I calm down. You still have a name for yourself. ”

Youthdwarf looked straight at Van as he coughed up his stomach.

“My name is Eihamo. I am the first blacksmith among the land fairies born in Mern. ”

“What! It's the best!"

“Don't bullshit, I'm Mern's first commander!"

“What the hell! Whose hammer is heavier now!"

In the image of dwarves who are starting to fight to raise their voices, Evan is standing on a rocky floor.

I knocked.

Ze Ze

The rocks scatter. The dwarves are silent for a while. How good would it be to be quiet from the start?

Knowing that they would be frozen when they wandered around the training center reminded them of the training soldiers.

"Everyone calm down?”

“Calm down……. ”

He adds his own to the courtesy that he couldn't find from the Nidwarves who mobilized the violence. Evan narrows his eyes.

"I don't care how great your metallurgy is. So, Eihamo? I was going to make a martial arts armor for the Devil.... Is that possible? ”

“As much as possible!

If you're arrogant, I'd be happy to give you away! ”

“I don't think he's imaginary, but if he can even use the Matu armor, he'll be enormous...!"

“Knng, hammering is better, but I know Ahamo well about the Matu Army..... ”

I didn't ask you what the Evandomatu armor.It's the Devil called Maebel from now on.

But they don't even know Maebel.

It's a Chega-Surcubus Queen, and you don't know what kind of martial arts armor is only allowed to the High Demons.

“The Martial Arts Army of the High Witch is ridden. It is the Manaroi Faction Spiritual Army that is attributed to individuals. If you want to make it artificial, you have to overcome it first………. ”

Boat-filled Ahamo initiated a commentary on unilateral armaments in full.

Evan was not really interested in the principle of universal armament, so he listened to him with one ear and shed his ear.

After a long and tireless discussion of the principle of the Matatu armed forces or the course of its research,

Evan sighs and clears the story.

We're also studying the means of attributing spiritual armor to non-immortal beings, and creating spiritual armor.

There's a lot of anxiety in everything, but we need a lot of experimentation. ”

“Experimental consumables will be made! If possible, I will try to avoid losing as much as I can!"

I don't think that's something to declare confident about, but Ei Hamo, who was drawn from his own research performance, was not an imitator. At that time, he was also a nursing student.

“Brother, you can't consume precious materials for a failed experiment. Experiment with other things.”

“No, but to increase the chances of success…. ”

“You'll have to keep blowing the material until you're convinced you'll succeed, and then you'll have to pick up some wood to make an Enmatu armor.”

"Hmph, I have to find a substitute for similar results…. ”

It was barely conclusive.

You opened the Inventory pocket in front of Ahamo, who made a semi-resistant look.

Then he defeats the monsters and takes out the most valuable part of the Temperature Loot. Of course, he didn't take out any real materials like the Doubter of Fortune or the Doubter of the Spirit King.

But one of the essential ingredients of a unique armor is the tears in the glacier. It is because there are still many laws left despite the creation of the obligatory sphere of former Erstray major members.

“Huh...!?"

"It's from somewhere!"

“Well, what is it! Why are the skins of the top monsters not heard of?!"

If it's a by-product of high spirits, Dwarves can't use the dead. Evan used to laugh when he remembered the first encounter with Dwarf Ella.

“This is less than a percent. This is a lot of experimentation.

No matter how...... Now pay the price, Dwarves. ”

"Ohhhhhhh!”

“It's a dead body! It was meant to reinvigorate the Merns!"

As the misunderstanding towards Evan fades, he looks at the pile of monster by-products that Evan has taken out. Miroel laughs at his head.

“A by-product of monsters I've never seen in the vast Mother Forest.

More than anything, the energy is fundamentally different from the monsters I know... Ugh, the feeling of the ground is different. ”

From the mouth of Dunmiroel, who murmured until then, a noseless word of solitude emerged.

“Is Zero... a real world doctor...? ”