Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

One Hundred Ninety-Seven Stories Stressed Out

In the meantime, yesterday I had Silfi accompany me to dismantle Rock Mountain in order to achieve the conditions put out by the Spirit King. I worked hard until midnight to get it done in one day. You've gathered enough stone to dig a hole today.

"Today, I'm going to pioneer, so Tulu can help me. Gina and the others go with Silfi to crush the undead's nest, and Belle and the others take care of Guabad and look around the base."

Breakfast is over and communicates today's plans with a little neatness. The Bells can play something else, because they look a little sad without their work in the morning. The Great Spirits act thoughtfully, so they don't need instructions.

"Every Odd -" "Queue", "Coo", "Around... Mormon"

The motivating Bells, because of this, Moon is pulling over Bell's head. That pull look motivated. You're saying flares burn against demons approaching base, right? Emphasis on the atmosphere. I don't have enough words.

Dropping off the bells as they fly away full of energy, Gina and the others are also taken by Silfi to fly away to the undead's nest. I made him hold his lunch, and he didn't forget anything, did he?

"Well, Tull, I'm sure we'll be pioneering for a while to come, but nice to meet you."

"Yeah."

Toul doesn't talk much from himself, so it seems like a good opportunity to talk a lot about it. The other kids are relatively easy to understand what they want to do, except when Mohmov is distracting them because Tulu is quiet.

"Then I'll dig the ground from here, so Thur flatten the ground and consolidate it for me"

Kooky snort thru. I've been having a natural conversation with the Bells until now, so it's a little hard to change and talk about something. I don't like coming in from the weather story. Think while digging up and storing the crisp soil with a magical shovel.

"Tulu, how have you been since you signed with me?

Tull tilting his neck at my question. Looks like the story was too abstract.

"Do you enjoy your life here?

"Yeah."

"If it's fun, it's good. What time is Turu the most fun?

"When you eat dinner with everyone"

Ugh, I was a little surprised because I expected the word Moffmoff to come back. And what a delightful answer.

"Well, the rice we all eat is delicious."

Kooky snort thru.

"What does Tull like?

"Cha-han."

"The Raid Dragon one?

"Yeah."

You're the guy who made the rice the other day when we cooked it together. Plenty of garlic, I tried to punch in a raid dragon, but you did a good job. Under Mr. Torque's influence, I'm sure everyone else and I like garlic.

A conversation continues where I ask questions and Pottori and Tulu respond. It doesn't feel particularly exciting to have a conversation, but it's not bad in some calm time.

Pinch lunch in between and continue to pioneer with the occasional Bells coming to visit. Compared to when I started exploring this place, did my body learn to exercise, and the movement was clear and the pace of exploration was much faster. I'm pretty sure the leveling impact is the most significant, but that's not all. I'm glad you feel like you've worked hard. Let's do our best tomorrow.

"Then we're off today, so you can do whatever Gina and Belle want. I'm gonna go out for a bit, but I'm gonna leave my lunch in the living room so I can reheat it up and let everyone eat."

For the first three days of expanding the base, Gina and the others are smoothly crushing the undead's nest hole, but it's time to take a break.

"Will the master not rest?

"It's like I'm off too. I'll relax, don't worry, Gina should slow down too"

"Roger, shall we play in the park then? Marco, let's compete over which one can fly far. 'Cause I got my level up, too, I win today!

"Sister Gina, I can't get rid of you either!

"Master, can I borrow the ball? I'm going to play with Kikka and Fuku."

"Oh, don't let all four get hurt."

Keep an eye out while you hand over the ball. When the tension rises, the child becomes impotent.

"Yutah, Beru and the others laugh -" "Cucu," "Don't," "Cucu," "Don't! ……

Are the bells sneaking around in a maze of earthen pipes? I was chasing him, but I tried to tell him because he doesn't seem to have any rules, but he's been pretty hammered or his favorite play lately. The highway snooze looks good inside.

Not surprisingly, I wonder if Bell, who is good at flying, is in his favor. They flirt with me saying I'm curious, or easy to temper, or they poke me with that personality and go that way or this way.

Next time, let me tell you that Mr. Tamara fell. The spirits who work hard and stand still should be very cute. With that said, I bought a swimsuit, and you didn't use it yet. You may want to play in the pool for your next holiday.

"Yeah, have fun. Come on"

Drop Gina and Belle off at the park and I'll head to the distillery.

"I'm sorry, Silfi. You said you were gonna make the day off, but let me hang out with you today."

"No problem. I'm not tired, so occasional breaks are enough. Besides, it's the reason I brought you here.

"That'll help."

Let's sweeten up to Silfi's favor and handle this problem for now.

"But you don't have to worry about that much, because it's not just a matter of character."

"Well, I don't even care that much, but you came because of me, so it's better to have fun, right?

"Well, sure, she'll be happy."

Silfi says, shrugging his shoulders. Sounds like you can't help it. Speak up as you arrive at the distillery.

"IF, undead opponent but go fight?

"Go!"

Ugh, that's a quick reaction. I mean, my eyes are sparkling, or I'm glitchy and scared. Well, I thought we could fight because we signed a contract, but the contractors are relaxing and pioneering. I guess it was a little unexpected. There are many constraints to wielding power. For spirits, it's a struggling personality to love combat, isn't it?

"Shall we go then? Zombies or skeletons, which one do you want?

"Um, zombies are the ones who respond to beatings, right?

Yves answering while gringling his arms. Ok - I'll do it - it feels like a lot of tension.

"Hey, Silfi. Didn't I tell you I was gonna hit you?

"You said so."

"You're a spirit, but you beat him?

"Yeah, it takes a magic shot, but you're gonna hit me with magic and flames on your fist on purpose."

I shake my head saying I don't understand you, Silfi. I knew it, but there are different types of spirits, too.

"You're an unusual type. But you like to fight, but you're a spirit, so you can't get your opponent's attack, can you? It'll be a one-sided battle, but is Yves satisfied with that?

"Yves said before that he was happier when he fought properly than when he was ashed in an instant knowing nothing."

No, no, if you have to die anyway, it would be more helpful to get ashed in an instant without knowing anything.... Could Yves be based on the thoughts of a battle freak himself? I want to fight and die myself......

How annoying... well, they are demons, and I'm sorry, but would you sacrifice them? I can't convince the Great Spirit. Yves is motivated, too. Let's go.

"Well, me and Sylphie will follow you later, so if Yves did it all,"

"Whoa!"

Ask Silfi to lead you to the King Zombie's Nest and leave it all to Yves. If you're going to leave it all to me in the end, you just have to give me permission to fight freely, but that scares me. If we stay together for now, we can stop it when it looks bad, so we go in after Yves, who goes into the nest.

"Ooh."

If's right fist wraps around the flame and wipes out the zombie's head. It's a scene like I've seen in some kind of cartoon. Yves happily beating up zombies and skeletons gathering fascinated by the sound. You don't mind a weak opponent, it sounds like a lot of fun. Seems like it's been a long fight, so maybe that's all the tension.

Yves going backwards with a high laugh. Whoa, I fisted the sword the soldier zombie shook down. Don't be quite charming. That's the Great Spirit, he's beating me with flames, but my fist hit me, so I haven't extended the fire outside.

"Oh, you're getting a little help."

Entering the King Zombie room, tons of magic and bows and arrows fly in.... towards me.

That's right. From the other side, all I can see properly is the flame wrapped around both my hands and those of Yves. There's no mistake in saying you're the killer anymore.

Sure, the iff I'm contracting is rambling, so the killer can't go wrong with me, but I'm not quite convinced there.

"Thank you, Silfi."

I thank Silfi for preventing all attacks with the wind wall.

"How are you doing? So, what do we do now? There's a lot of undead coming out here."

Exactly two fists push even the Great Spirit into number? Should I help?

"I'll do it all, just defend it!

When I was thinking about joining the war, words flew in from Yves. They don't need your help.

"That's what they say, please."

"I can't help it."

With that said, when Silfi waved, the herd of undead was pushed back, unable to take a step forward. Does it feel like we've widened the wind wall range?

"Yeah, what are you doing? Get rid of him now!

Oh, here comes King Zombie. He stewed his business out to the undead who couldn't move forward this way. If it was Bell's wind wall, it might have been torn, but it wouldn't be possible to break Silfi's wind wall.

The undead are coming this way, following King Zombie's orders...... pushed from behind and the zombie is crushing mightily. Perfectly gross. In the meantime, Yves beats up Don and the undead and goes.

"Come on, clear the way. Go, you guys."

On King Zombie's orders, the undead splits left and right. A zombie with a spear that jumps in there and a zombie with a sword. Sounds like an atmospheric zombie general. It was a full-blown appearance, but softly bounced by Silfi's wind wall.

A moment of silence. I can't stand anything, can I? It's my turn. The pattern that came out and ended without anything being done. I've had similar experiences before. My niece's homework, I told her I couldn't help it, but I couldn't cut it when I didn't know. Probably the same.

"Hey, what are you doing!

You didn't think it was obvious, King Zombie spoke to me.

"Hey, Silfi. Should I not answer the story even in the present situation?

I'm not fighting for myself, maybe we have a conversation.

"If Yuta gets rounded up, Yuta will stop Yifu."

"... shut up"

"I think that would be nice."

He turns his eyes and blocks his ears from the king zombies who talk to him all the time. After a while, you thought it wasn't obvious, and you gave up talking to me, and you tried to do something about Yves. Are you glad that your attention is right for you, Yves makes you even more tense.

"It's from Loosa -!

Ultimately, he bravely fought Yves and torn King Zombie. Release words that spit blood as you look at me. Yves, why don't you smash your head. That's awkward.

"Phew. Well, here's the thing. It was refreshing inside, but now I'm gonna fight the big guy a little more."

If returns with Nico.

"Well, when you get a chance."

When I make a commitment, I cloud my words because I'm going to want to do a dong fight, only securing the big demon stone to escape. If we're going to fight the Fire Dragon Class, let's ask IF.