I still felt different when Luke and the others were together. Kick your way to your destination with normal trouble, such as demons attacking you.
I've met some good people, and maybe this is the time... I'm lucky.
Luke, who slaughtered a warcraft with a wooden knife like he had multiplied the wolf he attacked, says it stings.
I can't see the look on my face because I'm wearing a mask, but it's not hard to imagine that my mouth is smiling.
"I knew it wouldn't be the same with Klee..."
"!? What's the difference?
"Not a big enemy, but not bad for the campaign to prepare for the Wu Emperor Festival"
"... um"
I nod at the words of "Thousand Swords" by those who are not cool with us for what Anthem makes them feel as dignified as usual. Hey, what's the difference?
I'm a little curious about what Luke and the others are doing when I'm gone... Luke and the others come along every time they go on an adventure, so they shouldn't be bothering us that much.
So Lucia looked up as if she had read my heart, reading a book that she didn't even know how many words it was written, and she looked at me with her jito eyes. Pong punches his hand so that Citrie soothes the place.
"Well, I don't have Mr. Eliza - if we had all this, most of it would be fine. I've been through most of it."
"I wish you had taken Tee...... I don't know if Klee was in a hurry. Boring."
Liz rolls and says in a stubborn tone. Today Liz lost and couldn't get him to join the fight. Maybe it's just us having a party about demons.
What about the members of The Mourning Evil Spirit (Strange Freak)?
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Wu Emperor Festival is a well-known festival. In this era of treasure hunters in their full season, people from all walks of life are telling treasure hunters - more precisely, they are taking treasure back from the treasure hall and paying attention to powerful warriors who can repel powerful phantoms and warcraft. The buzz will outweigh the auctions held in Imperial City.
As we went down the street, we also had an increased chance of meeting carriages that would probably be the same destination as us.
Hunters are not the only ones gathered for the Wu Emperor Festival. Nobles, merchants, etc. are easy to understand, and it makes me feel like I'm peeking into the chaos of the world watching, such as a group of unidentified people with bad looks on their hunter faces and reckless carriages who don't wear a single escort even though they look like ordinary people no matter how they look.
And so I asked Anthem, walking next to the carriage.
"Speaking of which, is Anthem going to be at the Wu Emperor's Festival too?
".................. um"
The relying saint, dressed in the treasure's full body armor, nodded small.
There are many carriages, but the anthem is not noticeable right now.
Anthem Smart's height was now less than half the usual - shrinking to about two meters. He seems terribly cramped, but being the most commonsense man in The Mourning Ghost, he doesn't want to cause mischief around him.
Anthem's all-body armor-shaped treasure - The ability of the Fortress of Transformation (Forliner Mail) - is sizing.
The Fortress of Variation (Forliner Mail) does not choose the age, gender, or physique of the owner and can be changed to a size suitable for any owner.
It also has the power of Mana Materials and is the perfect treasure for an anthem that has always been a giant away from home with most of its gear unavailable and inconvenient. The Church of the Empire that gave the treasure to Anthem must have thought the same thing.
And I saw the armor from the anthem, and I thought,
- I wonder what will happen if I turn this down with it on.
If you think about it normally, you'll die compressed. But treasures are insane in the first place.
As a result, repeated treasure games… As a result of the verification, hidden abilities were found in the Fortress of Transformation (Forliner Mail).
The power of the Fortress of Variation (Forliner Mail) is certainly sizing. This treasure can be equipped by anyone. Whatever your gender, age, physique - and in case you stop coming in, this treasure will adjust the size of the contents.
Thus, Anthem was able to walk down the boulevard without attention, provided that he did not take off his armor.
Even so, he's just a little big, he's the most powerful class saint with no place to be inferior, he's famous in Imperial Capital and rarely needs to be smaller (by the way, this treasure can't be used without wearing it to the back of a full face), but it helps at times like this. Incidentally, it is important to note that being able to adjust the size does not change the weight.
Anthem is a holy knight. The role of the Holy Knight is to come forward and protect people at times of need, and he is also exceptional in his therapeutic magic skills, and he boasts immense trust in the Empire City. It's serious, so it's inconspicuous, but he'll definitely be the next level eight in the party.
"Even if you're not a participant, there's gonna be plenty of them, right?
He said, "If you get good grades, you'll get eyes on them."
Say something to the bloody Luke, like Citrie oiling the fire. Is it the end of the century?
I'm the one who told you to go to the game, but is it dangerous to celebrate the Wu Emperor? I know that high-level hunters are not necessarily belligerent by looking at Ark or something... but if you think about it calmly, they are gathered to compete for the hegemony themselves.
... I need to tell Anthem and be careful not to take the initiative and sell the fight. I don't want any more bad reviews to spread. Let's try to hide our faces this time.
Few, but not none, wear masks. I hate to stand out, but I don't like it more when people know my face.
As if to prove the legitimacy of Citrine's words, the entire city reached was covered in strange heat.
Luke and the others surround him and walk around the city wearing a mask. Anthem is at the forefront. Even when it's getting smaller, it's about the height of a big hunter, and its intimidation surrounded by full-body armor is unusual, with few approaching.
I'm scared when I walk outside. If I'm protected by an anthem, I can wave and behave like a major player.
"Hey, who do you think is the strongest contestant in this one? Oh, except me, you know."
"He's a dragon contestant with a sword. He must be here. There's Klee, I'm sure he'll come out. Come on! Dragon contestants with swords, come on!
"Mm-hmm, because even the state of wear and tear in the battle until then can determine wins and losses. They don't just have clean, white people, so they have a fight..."
Citrie says with an imaginative look. You look calm, but don't forget that she's also an alchemist but she's about to go to a militant tournament. I held my fist and told Hardboiled for now.
"It's a dark fight... it excites me. Bring me an arrow, a cannon, a dragon!
"Leader, what are you talking about..."
"No, I thought I'd go with everyone."
Lucia's white eyes are nothing. It is proof left that even cowards can say anything from the field.
The whole town was busy like in the middle of a festival. There are several stalls out there, and they smell delicious from there, and my gaze gets stuck.
And that's when I found the stall I was worried about.
A stall lined with chocolate and ice cream dragons.
It's the first type of food you won't see in Imperial Capital, but it's not a bad combination of chocolate and ice cream. Lucia looks up at me, stopping unexpectedly.
"What's wrong? Leader."
Lucia has the most decent sense of money at the party. I've been told novels every time I waste it.
Yeah, yeah... because you owe me.
"............... hey, I'm going. Wait here."
"Huh? Oh, yes..."
I'm going to go buy it because it kind of forgives me. Plenty of debt remains, but strangely, the wallet has plenty of contents.
Buying unusual treats is also a fun part of the trip. Yeah, I'll take a picture with my smartphone camera and send it to you.
Avoid the street and get close to the stall willingly. And that's where I got my hem pulled.
Looking back. Pulling my sleeve stopped me was a woman with a neat face, dressed like a cleric.
For long, thin-water-colored hair - maybe a few years younger than me, there is something beyond the shaky gaze and atmosphere. Of course, I don't recognize him.
"Something?
"Come here."
"Huh?"
Only one word is returned, and the cleric pulls my hand in confusion. I'm not strong, but my powers aren't stronger, so I'm pulled as I am.
Even while confused, the girl proceeds with more and more crowds, passing in front of the stall and being taken straight into a narrow alley.
The last thing that came into my eyes that looked behind me was Lucia looking at this one with a pompous look on her face. Lucia, who always helps me by saying something if I get kidnapped, but apparently this one wasn't judged to be a kidnapping.
Well, this isn't very violent, is it, kidnapping?
No, even if it's too leap forward to be a kidnapper -.
"Well... it's different."
"No, it's not the wrong person. Please come this way."
You're absolutely wrong. I don't have a very good memory, but I'll never forget the weird guy.
But none of the kidnappers in front of me seem to have ears to listen to.
".................. I wanted a dragon"
"I'll get it."
Seriously... will you prepare it?
Between the buildings brought in and the buildings. The narrow alley changed from a busy front street and there was no one there. Security doesn't seem that bad, but one person definitely doesn't go that way, but the mysterious cleric goes on when he does.
And I just came halfway down the road - the fuzz door opened. That's the first time I've ever known a building had a melting door on it.
A girl then slips into the open door in a very natural motion. They're holding my hand, so naturally I slip in, too.
"Please come this way"
Proceed without hesitation through an abandoned indoor and descend the basement staircase that appeared. Follow that flutter.
There is no light, but it doesn't smell strange or unpleasant.
What was in the basement was a metal door that seemed sturdy beyond imagination from the aisle so far.
The mysterious girl says something right there and beyond the door. sounds right and heavy, the key opens.
"Please come this way"
I walked into the room as I was told, and I opened my eyes unexpectedly to the sight that had spread.
It was a big room. Countless candles line the walls, clearing the darkness with a blurry light.
But the reason I stopped unexpectedly - was the myriad shadows lined up in the room.
Gender age unknown. There are so many of them that I can't even hear them breathing, and most of all, it's weird - each wearing a fox face.
It seems to be commercially available and has a different design than what I have, but it's a collection of fat foxes, red foxes, laughing foxes, and so on.
I understood everything there and rang my fingers.
"Again, it looks like a different person. I'm fox-faced, but I'm not a member of the Fox-Faced Hobbyist."