Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

By the time I joined Hanu and Mr. Rosé and left Lunatic Babel, the night was completely down.

If you look up over your head, a huge tower gleaming blue and white in the moonlight stretches out to the far side of the night sky.

What you see ahead is a big big big round moon. It also looks like a giant rock blocking an empty big hole in the night sky, plus the tip of the great Lunatic Babel is sucked in.

"Lato, are we still going to act differently tonight after dinner?

Hannu, wearing a grey coat from her head, asked me as she reflected the moonlight in the heterochromia behind the hood. From her feet walking side by side, the usual light noise of Karan, Cologne,.

"Yeah, especially since your weapon's hurt more than usual today. I need to maintain it for tomorrow."

After Black Xuan was damaged to the White Tiger, I took him to the weapons store every time I explored him and asked him for maintenance. It's not that time consuming, but it's also bad to have Hanu and Mr. Rosé hanging out, so I always went alone after dinner.

Shortly after leaving Lunatic Babel, around the entrance to South Boulevard, there are other parties and clusters of us that have finished exploring, somewhat noisy and exciting. The distribution rate of loot, today's reflection, and about the upcoming launch will be indispensable to the topic.

Going inside with Waigayagaya, from somewhere,

"Oh, isn't that Beowulf?" "" Huh? Which one? "" Look, I'm with those three. "" Ooh. Is that little "Princess Xiaolong"? No, "God of Destruction"? "Andromeda"? "" Andromeda? The street name I heard was "The Mad Warrior."

What a voice I heard. Needless to say, "Princess Xiaolong" and "God of Destruction" are about Hanu, and "Andromeda" and "Mad Warrior" indicate Mr. Rose.

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I realized my face was going blue as the southern sea. [M]

I have no problem with Mr. Rosé. I asked him personally that both "Andromeda" and "Mad Warrior" were aliases given when he was in Dragon Forest. Instead, it would be better if your name were passed than your Volkling surname, so I agreed with you on this.

But not good about Hannu.

Because Hannu is looking forward to a new alias. "You don't like Princess Xiaolong," she said the other day, dissatisfied with the "Xiao" part. "What happens to the new name of the concubine? As a concubine, I would be happy to bear the name of" Tenryu ". Or" Princess Dailong "in peace? In that case, I won't do it, so I'll accept it." I proclaimed to myself in a way that was not too much, and the magnitude of that expectation is no longer measurable.

Even so.

That is more of a "God of Destruction (J Destroyer)". Besides, "not the" Ji. "The same goes for the" monster (Ji Monster) "that was put on me, but the" Ji "that is crowned even if the acronym of the noun is not a vowel is an emphatic expression. In other words, in the sense of 'exactly' or 'indisputable', in this case, 'helplessly destructive God' or 'awesome destructive God', or more importantly, 'destructive God in destructive God' or 'destroyer of destroyer'.

What happens to Hanu's expectations when he hears a name like this, which is like a balloon swollen up in bread?

"-? What's wrong, Mr. Rug?

"What!? Yes, no, no, no, it's nothing!?

To Rosé, who sounded worried from the side, Vickoon! And as I let myself jump, I shook my neck to the side.

"What, Lato, you look pale? Are you tired?

"Oh, no, no, no, be, it's nothing like that!? So, it's okay!?

I hurriedly gestured and denied it, and forced myself to change the subject. [M]

"Well, what about the rice? It was the same restaurant yesterday and all yesterday. Huh?

"A concubine can eat sweet food anywhere."

"I have no particular hope either"

Even with a strange look at my abrupt change of subject, Hannu and Rosé gave me the exact same answer as yesterday.

Yeah, yesterday or even yesterday, but when you take in the two opinions, you end up settling into a family restaurant that's not difficult.

Nevertheless, I don't have a store I want to go to, nor do I have something to eat.

As a result of the erasure method, we went to our usual family.

"Welcome - Welcome to Joynus!

That's why Joynas, a family restaurant that's been turning out to be our favorite lately.

No matter what you say, a family restaurant is a convenient place. The menu is plentiful and affordable. Besides, Joynas is a chain store about everywhere in the world, so it has a sense of security for flavor. By the way, Explorer's frequent rally point and cafe and bar, "Camoshika's Leg Pavilion," has a pretty expensive menu just for exchanging information, recruiting jobs, and so on. Families are much more economical if meals are the only purpose.

"Not today! My concubine wants a chocolate fruit parfait!

"Oh, no, Hanu. I told you yesterday, after dinner, right? Because dessert alone isn't nutritious enough, is it?

"It's okay. The concubine's body is made of confectionery. My heart is as sweet as cream. Let's know about Rato, huh?

"Ugh..."

I'm stuck in words to Hanu, who puts his chest up with a doya face and turns a mean eye.

Mr. Rosé tilted his neck and questioned in wonder.

"What are you talking about?

"Well, you heard me, actually, this one..."

"Wow! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Oh, that's fine. Let's order it fast. Order it! Hey!? Hey!?

I don't care what kind of conversation we had, but we decided on each order. By the way, I am the hamburger and chicken set, Hanu is the omelet set, and Rosé is the seafood drier set.

While I was finishing my order and the food was being brought in, I decided to tell Rosé about the strange events that had occurred during my training.

An inexplicable phenomenon that occurred without any foretaste during the battle against the bug bear. The different sensations that have come up from your feet and the tremendous power that has arisen on the tip of the sword that it has conveyed. I've tried several times since then, but I couldn't finish the reproduction.

Mr. Rose, who listened to me, looked slightly at those amber eyes,

"It's..."

And I said something, and there I stopped my tongue. I put my index finger belly on my lips, and I think of something.

"Oh, that...?

It was an unexpected reaction even for me, so I'm in a bit of a hurry. I'm not sure what it is, but anxiety pushes me as angry as it is that I've done something I shouldn't have done.

Eventually,

"- Shen Falling Jin, that's a little powerful for... then, is it a seismic blade Jing? Or..."

Bumps and Mr. Rosé squealed like a solitaire. There are words in there that I don't think I've heard anywhere. Sure, I think "Jin" was a martial arts term.

"Mr. Rug."

"Heh...? Oh, yes."

Soon Mr. Rosé's call brought me back to reality, wandering through the library of memories. Answer in haste and look at each other.

Rosé, who still looks faceless but actually looks very serious, said this in a carefree voice.

"Unfortunately, forget about that for once"

"Huh? Um... what's that...?

No intention, I blossom a question mark on my head. [M]

"I think it's probably [happened well]. I know you also have Mr. Rag's talent, but please consider it almost miraculous. Honestly, I'm surprised, too."

"Huh?

"What's the matter, Rose? Explain it quickly without getting hurt. My concubine will be worried."

Hannu, who was listening with me next to me, spoke from the side like she was in a hurry.

"I'm just guessing"

and foreshadowed, Mr. Rose explains.

"The strange phenomenon that Mr. Rag is referring to is supposedly an" explosive force. "

"" Ha ha?

Me and Hannu's voices overlapped. Not that it doesn't sound familiar to me, but it's not a word I'm used to.

"Uh... that's definitely, like, mysterious energy... a power that's not like a surgical power, is it...?

I searched my memories from the keywords, but Rosé shook her head quietly to the side, shaking Ashgray's hair.

"It's often mistaken, but" strength "is not a special force. Nor does it have anything to do with SEAL or surgery.

Softly denying my vague knowledge, Mr. Rosé tells me the right thing to do.

"" Strength "is the force of the" amount of exercise "that the flesh possesses, and at the same time it is the force of surgery. Also, martial arts has the word" meridians, "which has something to do with" SEAL "shiny marks.

"... well, I mean, is it like" Qi Qi "?

Hannu asked him that question about where he was good at listening to Mr. Rosé.

I've heard Hannu say "Qi" before. Techniques such as "Heavenly Sword Spear Tooth" and "Heavenly Dragon Present and Dust Realm Trick" used by Hannu are, she said, activated using "Qi". Therefore, unlike the general purpose technique used by me and other explorers, you cannot reside in SEAL cache memory or pass it as data to others?

Mr. Rose nodded against Hannu,

"Well, there may be a difference in the definition of the word" qi ", but it seems to fit in the big muscles."

Then he turned his gaze to me, who still had no guidelines.

"" "Power" literally means' emitting force '. Strength refers to the amount of exercise and surgery, that is, the energy that is in your body. Making this work outside the body is called "motivation." Today, Length Power is one of them. "

"The energy in your body...... I knew it was Photon Blood's...?

When it comes to energy, that's still all I can think of. Not just Explorer, but all the energy we usually use is from Photon Blood, or components.

Once upon a time, ancient mankind, they all said, had red blood flowing. But "SEAL" has taken root in genes and evolved to make the blood shine in a variety of colors.

It's not just the looks that have changed. Glowing Blood - named Glowing Blood (Photon Blood) - had the power to alter reality.

For convenience, the power lurking in the blood called "reality modifier" becomes a resource that causes paranormal phenomena by catalyzing software called "SEAL" and "surgical". This power is also included in the information embodied component, which Photon Blood can only use in person - that is, if it is a dedicated resource, the component is a "generic resource".

As you know, Photon Blood's power can also be converted into flames, shockwaves, etc., by means of a surgical procedure.

So if we can use that power without passing through SEAL, that's what I thought.

"It's also a side of strength."

In response to my question, Mr. Rosé replied with subtle rhetoric.

"In the first place," strength "means" power. "But there is not one or two 'forces' that dwell in the human body. Some also originate from the inside, while others are incorporated from the outside. Muscle strength, surgery, qi, gravity, electromagnetic waves, body temperature, biocurrent - I don't have time to name one. Among martial artists, these are collectively referred to as" vigorous. "If you say so, it doesn't matter if you call all the power that resides in Mori Luo Wang" Jing "

So once I cut the words, Mr. Rosé asks about my complexion. I'm checking to see if I can talk.

Somehow, but I think I know what Mr. Rosé is saying.

"I mean... putting together all the energy in your body and influencing it externally is" exciting "...?

"Yes, please understand as such a concept"

That means that the mysterious destructive power that came from the sword tip of the Willow Leaf Knife was the revelation of some kind of energy in my body. Is that what will happen?

"If it was meant to be, it would train and gradually open up the vigorous path in your body, which would create momentum. Sure, the content of today's training also made sense to set up a vigorous path...... I didn't expect it to come to momentum from day one, even though it was a coincidence. Of course, I know there have been stacks and qualities so far...... to be honest, there is nothing else to say stunned. Wonderful talent, Mr. Rug."

"-!! Oh, uh...!? Oh, thank you. Thank you! Oh, hehe..."

All of a sudden I was praised straight up, and I managed to say thank you while I was stuck in words. The phrase "It's a great talent" echoes multiple times in my brain, and I'm still going to have wings growing in my mind and flying. I knew better myself that my facial muscles would loosen up.

"But"

and Mr. Rose reinforced the tone in particular, releasing a negative conjunction.

"As I said earlier, forget about that. He said it was only a coincidence and a miracle for a moment."

Mr. Rosé admonished me, as if to slam my heart, which was about to peak.

"... Hmm. That's a lot of tough instruction for a compliment, huh? If it worked once, why don't we just poke at it?

Hannu tipped his neck to Rosé's words, which felt raised and dropped. Mr. Rose nods back at this allegation.

"There's a reason. Because momentum is not what you try to be. Instead, it's when you're not trying to be, and you're not trying to be."

What a philosophical thing to talk about. But I can tell by the look on Rosé's face that you're not trying to roll me in smoke.

"Motivation is not a technique, nor is it a special special attack. It's what you wear at the end of your training. If you practice and open your way, nature and luck are getting to know each other. If you want to speed it up, it's still best to forget about strength once and get into training"

"I see..."

Don't rely on coincidences. Even if you're clinging to momentum because you've got great power, it's a factor that inhibits growth on the contrary - that's how I understood.

Amber eyes gave me more seriousness and my sharp gaze pierced me like a nail.

"Mr. Rag, even if you have an early run on your journey to be strong, there is no shortcut. Extreme motivation can easily make you stronger...... Yum, don't think that way. Coincidences are only coincidences."

"Ha, ha!

For a moment, it was powerful enough to remember my grandfather, who was my master. I will not forgive my disciples for their neglect - I was responding with nature and my spine stretched out, to my eyesight as if to say so.

Good, Mr. Rosé snorts firmly in the wind.

And there.

"Thank you for waiting. Oh, here's what you ordered. Well."

Perhaps in good time, the bright atmosphere waitress brought me the dish. Handily arrange the plates carried on the wagon on the table.

"Lat, lat, good? Are we done?

Hannu, sitting next to me, glanced up at me with her golden-eyed silver eyes glittering in anticipation. She has a small body. She lays a child seat under her butt, but her eyes are still lower than mine. Could it be unconscious, with thin feet moving patterned under the table? If I were a puppy, would this be where I would be waving my tail - what a mouthful, I nodded.

"It's dessert, isn't it? Yeah, fine."

"All right! There you go, girl. New order! Chocolate fruit parfait. Not one. Ah!

Hannu rolled out a new order with an electric stone fire without getting in her hair when she first agreed to confirm whether she could order dessert because the dish had arrived.

After the meal, Mr. Waitress smiled,

"Ha, I did. Chocolate fruit parfait is one, isn't it? - May I have it with you immediately? Or would you like to have it after dinner?

"Ah, then food." See you soon!

Hannu's shouts smashed my reply. Mr. Waitress lodged the color in his eyes as if even a cute little animal could see it, Kus, and smiled small.

"I did. Ah. Well, I had it right away."

I bow my head and leave. Since I can no longer see Mr. Waitress's back, I sigh half-hearted, giving up half sighed.

"... Hanu, nothing has to be so hasty..."

"Say what. If the parfait hadn't arrived by the end of the meal, would you have wasted your time? Yesterday there was a time between five minutes-- after dinner, right?

"I mean, you want to eat fast..."

"It's okay, Lato. Don't worry about it. Don't make food crude."

That said, Hannu took a spoon to eat omelet rice with one hand. Not that I'm disappointed, but not so small an omelet instantly disappears into her mouth.

"I'll have it."

Mr. Rosé also put his hands together and started eating seafood dolia. Although I've figured it out lately, Mr. Rosé seems to have a basically courteous personality. It's called verbalism, it's called doing, it's tough and serious. Even so, it's only "basically," and sometimes this guy runs wild without thought.

The smell of meat burning through his nasal cavity made his stomach squeak. Speaking of which, I also moved around in training to the extreme of hunger. Jaw, and the saliva is secreted in the mouth. I suddenly couldn't wait to grab the knife and the fork with both hands.

He said he was cutting the hamburgers and chicken juicing on the iron plate alternately with a knife and carrying them to his mouth.

"Hey, that... 'BVJ' right?" "Oh, seriously. That brunette is rumored to be Thunder God." "Look, in the battle between these days, there's a big fucking thunder 'Z' in the sky, right?" "Uh, is that it? No, but I heard it was the Thunder Blade King. Well, it's a similar concept, and a lot of people say whatever they want. More nicknames?" "Together, we're the Destruction God." Princess Xiaolong and the Mad Warrior. "Andromeda." "Wow, we're having dinner..." "That's right. What are you talking about? Get up."

The gaze of attention and whispers that arrive from the surroundings stand out because all three of them are focused on their meals and no longer have conversations. Yesterday and all yesterday, but it's been a week since then and I don't feel like getting used to it.

That's what happened when we left Lunatic Babel earlier, but apparently we're getting famous for our momentum. That should be it, too, and certainly in retrospect, the battle we fought in the Volkling Circus case was already flashy.

The folks at "Broadcaster" who usually shoot in the ruins also appeared to be out all over the city that day, with a number of combat videos up online. Of these, Hannu's "Tenryu Present and Tenpyu Dragon Tooth" video is particularly playback. That was really awesome, even if I remember it now. Well, the person in question is currently cheeky with an omelet like a squirrel next to me.

Of course, a single hit with me and Siglos and a battle between Mr. Rose and the Hercules was also recorded. Thanks to this, Rosé's face has become famous, not only for me and Hannu. On the other hand, I've been given two names of my choice here and there.

Therefore, including my alias "Thunder God (Indra)", or "Thunder Blade King", and some of them "Destruction God's Offer", a new one was born after the rain. In fact, Explorers with a name can be given a variety of names. Even that Mr. Villey is typical of "Sword Lady," but he has been given several other names, such as "Burning Blue Rose" or "Golden Princess Knight" or "Deep Red Flash".

"No, Beowulf, she waved that sword lady." "What's that? Villy, is that what your sister said to Chinchillin?" No, what I heard was, you know, you kicked that ice spear scout or something. "" Ugh, seriously? I'm not gonna say no to the invitation to the Knights of Pale Red Flames. - Seriously. "

I heard some bad rumors in my heart. Around I can't say it's factually rootless, it's extra awkward.

But Mr. Villey wears these words as a precursor.

"Mr. Rag, you just have to let the guy you want me to say it to. I can't stand a door in a person's mouth, so it's no use worrying. Oh, if you want to shut up about those moves, you can't even shake them. There's nothing better than this."

It was Mr. Villey's advice that there was no need to give a glimpse of any kind of fluent language to spread.

But maybe it's that guy's attitude to pierce...

"Ugh... Something's starting to hurt my stomach..."

My stomach, which was receiving hamburgers and chicken, began to cry hard. No heart or the hamburger and chicken feel like the flavor is getting thinner. That feeling of hunger is still alive, and I'm no longer sure if the reason for the pain is stress or hunger.

"Here you go, chocolate fruit parfait"

As I chewed the end of the chicken in the mood as if it were chewing even on clay, I received an additional order for Hannu as soon as possible.

"Huh! Ha-ha-ha!

Hanu, filled with chicken rice in his mouth, raises his voice of joy. Maybe, "Oh! I've been waiting for you! I think he's saying."

- Um, excuse me.

I spoke to Mr. Waitress, who placed a parfait near Hannu.

Yeah. Let's just say this abdominal pain is already due to hunger. If you have a full stomach, you will disappear. It should be. I'm sure a lot of flesh in exploration and training just wants energy. That's what you have to delude yourself into.

So.

"... additional orders, okay?

Anyway, I'll just eat all the pieces and build your stomach.

It was me who made up my mind.

- But let's buy some medicine for rectifying the intestines later, just in case.