There's nothing I can do to get back.
I just feel like I'm back.
... That's all, an excuse not to fight.
I can shoot magic a shot or two, though I'm in danger of depletion. You could do something like snipe from the shadows. So, we should be able to deflect the dragon's attention even slightly.
But I can't get my foot to you.
(Even the reincarnated said they had acquired Star 10 skills so they could learn the talents of others...)
I walked out with him. [M] Of all the people who run desperately and run away, I was the only one walking.
(... If you don't have the courage, you can't do anything)
I thought back to mine. [M]
I broke in between the Duke who pulled out his sword and me about to be killed —— my sister (...).
What would Lark do?
--Oh, don't try, what would you say and run away?
—— I'm kidding, I don't feel like I have to do it again for a little while, what can I say to make you work evil wisdom?
"I want to see you... I want to see you, Lark..."
My cheeks were cold. How long have I been crying? How pathetic. How stupid. Even so, my legs are moving away from the battlefield, so I can't help myself at last.
The second intersection was a major intersection. Turn right here and it's an Adventurer's Guild.
The last, branch point.
Turn here and I'll never look back again. [M]
"Run away, there's not a single thing good about stopping —— my brother (...)"
I heard voices.
Ha, I stopped as I looked around.
But the only people there were people who would give up trying to escape. Someone who runs with luggage, someone who gets hit and gets into a fight, a leading soldier who runs for arbitration --.
There's no way he's here.
All I just heard was an illusion.
"... right? I just heard what I wanted to hear."
I had no idea why the Silver Balance, an adventurer party, would fight to the point of risking its life. Didn't mean to live long from the start? To return the "picked up" favor? To keep my father alive at all?
Or —— because I serve as an adventurer?
It sounds good when you say "duty" or "mission," or you'll be able to immerse yourself in a sweet aftertaste.
But I don't know, for the most part... I thought there might be no reason now.
Because there are enemies there, because there are threats, because there is honor to be gained if defeated, wouldn't the adventurer move his body on his own?
Even if it's a battle that obviously doesn't seem like it's going to win, isn't it because, you know, you're fighting without even running away with "the most star of eternity" that just sticks to seeing and seeing, because you don't think about the hard stuff?
"You can't just walk sloppy. If we're gonna do it, we gotta run."
I rubbed my eyes with the sleeves of my clothes.
To erase tears that are invisible and intrusive before.
Best to wipe me away.
"I stopped thinking"
And I looked back (...).
"I'm going now. I'm a member of the Silver Balance, too."
Breathe in, hold your body back, and run out all at once. [Disease surgery] 's skills are activated naturally, and my body is pushed forward.
As I avoided sewing the crowd, the density of people gradually disappeared, and I went out on a cancerous street.
I was at full speed now. [M]
I didn't know things were changing this way just a little while away......
The collapsed area of the building has expanded, and by the way, there is a fire.
The stall I was doing nearby is burning and the fire is moving to the florist next door.
"The seriously wounded are off the front! Only minor injuries will be healed immediately! Come here!"
"Are you a healing wizard? Helpful. Got hit in the leg..."
"This one's on your right. I can't hold my sword."
"Chickshaw, what the hell..."
It was Mr. Nong who was treating like a field hospital in the shadows of things. There are several adventurers around, waiting to be treated.
"Lykira! We're too close!
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have guessed it. - Yes!
"If you get hurt, you'll collapse all at once, weigh yourself down!
"Chi......!
On the front line, Mr. Lykira jumps to the right to flirt with the dragon, and the adventurers are at once poking in and attacking him when a gap can be made.
There were scratches all over the dragon's body, blood flowing.
(Well, idiot, do you honestly not need to take the attack from the front)
Is Mr. Lykira a dodgy tank or something?
"He's amazing."
"Who are you?"
"You think you're a party member for" The Great Shield of Hard Silver "?"
"Beastman, half-baked."
It seems that when this happens, neither the human race nor the beast man have anything to do with it, and honest praise is being sent from among adventurers.
But even Mr. Lykira was not sparing time to launch an attack.
Even without [Mori Luo Wan], [visual enhancement] can tell enough, that Mr. Lykira is sweating all over his body and his breath is rising.
"Knock."
Mr. Lykira, who failed at the landing, rolled onto the spot. Rather than the dragon that misses it there, the bitan and tail are swung down from the top directly —— scratching and avoiding.
But already the dragon's mouth was ready to throw out the flames.
"Yabba --"
Flames are unleashed —— just before.
Poop.
and flowers blossomed at the tip of the dragon's nose.
He threw the branch I borrowed from the florist and blossomed with [flower magic].
The dragon pounded for just a few moments.
That was too much of a gap for pure gold adventurers and grey silver adventurers.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Mr. Joseph's shaken two hand axes severed the tail of the dragon from the way down, and Mr. Dantes' sword penetrated the dragon's body from the wound.
"VOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
The roar blows away the adventurer who was nearby as it became a sound pressure, and even the groan rolls. I hid in the shadows of the building, but there was Mr. Lykira. [M]
"Fuck, Reggie! Why are you back!
"Ah."
I ate Gen Tip in my head —— the next moment, Mr. Lykira's thick arm held my head in.
"Thanks, Thanksgiving"
"... Yes"
He sweated and his hair was a little arm, but Mr. Lykira is certainly alive. I might have gotten away with it. Still happy to be appreciated.