Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

Return inside the tank and report to Ingrid that Lunaria's use is over, but as usual she remains surrounded by monitors in the command seat.

When I went around noon and thought you were hungry, I heard a voice from the other side.

"You..."

"Yes."

"What... that joke head is"

They asked me badly, so I give it back badly, too.

"Afro..."

"I'm asking why that's happening in less than an hour"

"This is what happened when I saw Mr. Lunaria's panties"

Ingrid looks at this one and freezes for a moment, and he keeps working as if nothing happened after a while.

"Well... you had a lot of life"

"I think so myself"

"And don't your panties smell like perverts"

"Yes, I'll be careful in the future"

It also looks like an at-home sight where a stupid new hire is pissed off at his emotionless boss about how to call his panties.

Suddenly Ingrid's piercing flashed with chickens, she put her hand on her ear and started some conversation.

"It's me... Can't you get a piece over there?... Ok. Let someone go."

That's what I'm gonna say and finish the call.

"Humans, call Lunaria"

"Did you see this head of mine? If you get out in front of Mr. Lunaria now, you're gonna blow your head off next time, aren't you?

Give me a break, sister, and I'll point to my own head like a bird's nest.

"Shut up, you know. Hurry up."

"If I don't come back, think I'm dead, not running away."

For once he only leaves a will, trying to get up the ladder and out of the hatch, he hits his head with gothin on his suddenly popping head.

"Ouch..."

"Ouch... what is it today... really"

When I held my forehead and looked up, there was Lunaria holding her forehead in the same way.

Apparently, I just bumped into him when I grabbed him by the edge of the hatch and tried to just get him inside his face.

It's adorable that the bat feather on her side head is shaking picnically.

"Is it you again, you pant peeper"

"You won't have a peek while you keep your M-shaped legs open in public"

"Who was doing an M-shaped leg opening!?

Seeing the sight, Ingrid sighed as he poked his cheek wand like a shudder.

"You look like you're getting along pretty well."

"" Where is it!?

Shit, I'm as hammered as I want.

"Just fine, Lunaria, there's trouble in the mines right around here. Go and fix it."

"Trouble?

"I hear a large number of bursting rocks (dynamite rocks) have appeared at the Mithrill mining site. If it explodes, the mine itself risks collapsing."

"Dynamite lock is an inorganic life form that blows itself up when you approach or touch it, right? of a natural bomb that explodes when a number is carved into a rock and it reaches zero."

"That's right. Bael and Red go first and deal with it, but they can't seem to do anything about it. You go and deal with it."

"That's easy for you to say. This is not a bomb squad."

"An amateur guard has already got his hands on it and there's been a blast. Don't waste any more damage. And there's also a lot of acid slime around that sprinkles toxic gases."

"You're just disgusting information. You, Pant Peek Demon, I'll get you ready, so help me."

Lunaria smiled and approached me wondering who I was talking about.

"Are you listening? It's about you. Can I make that hair more interesting for you?

"I'll be right there."

I will follow Lunaria's instructions and build an abandoned gas tank for Armor Knights.

"What are you using this for?

"Dynamite locks come by in response to gas. Perhaps it also appeared in the mine because it was attracted to natural gas coming out of the mine."

"So you're going to lure them with this gas."

"That's what I mean"

"Can't you do something like bomb disposal with the stubbornness of the devil?

"You mean hit me and smash me?

"Right."

"I'm not as tough as an orga or an arc demon, so I can't."

That makes Lunaria angry that she lost her word.

"I've spoken weak."

"Haha, you're accidental"

When I stuck my index finger out of both hands and laughed at Lunaria, her riding Armor Knights moved out and the steel arm grabbed my torso.

"Phew, if you're too vulgar, you'll keep getting butchy."

"Oh no. Isn't that a light joke! Excuse me. It's Gibb. I'm going built-in!

The tightening was slightly loose when a cold, hard finger was tapped to tighten the torso.

"Well, I'm ready to go."

Yellow-colored Armor Knights, which seems to be dedicated to Lunaria, moves out sounding a heavy driving sound when the cockpit hatch is closed.

"Um, why do you keep me grabbed? Barb, you look like a doll."

"You'll have me come as a chore for now. If you fail to seduce me, throw me into a herd of dynamite rocks and I'll have you become a human detonator."

"Ghosts! Demons!

"Because it's the devil."

Armor Knights, who laughed badly and carried a gas tank, headed to a mine just around the corner.

Prisoners used to work as labor were being evacuated around the mine, all looking tired and coming to the spot.

"Wow... Mine labor looks good... I'm glad it's not this way"

Lunaria's Armor Knights stops moving and she jumps off the cockpit.

I'm free from the hands of the machine, too, followed by her.

Then came out of the mine a long woman of tuna and a demon in knightly armor.

"Good day, Mr. Red, Mr. Bael"

"Ah, my lady. Chi."

"Ma'am, I apologize for the effort"

Apparently, the ghost (orga) species with a light attitude in the red tuna is red, and the hard-wording of the knight armor is called a bael.

"How's it going?

"Hi, there's plenty of Acid Slime poison gas in there, and there's a pile of Dynamite Rocks, and it's gonna suck."

"Perhaps if even one exploded, it would ignite and detonate the gas. According to the mine administrator, he showed up where the mining was already done, so he doesn't mind blowing it up."

"But you're concerned about the collapse"

"Yes, because Hex itself is not a strong ground"

"Come on, I'm telling you, let's blow it away, lady."

As the three of them were discussing it, there came a guard who seems to be managing this mining district there.

With so many frivolous prisoners, only the belly, the pocon and fat guard come running chattering the keys hanging on his hips.

"Ko, this is Master Lunaria. It's not really bothering you, so we'll take care of it here."

"What are you going to do with it?

To Lunaria's inquiry, the guard slaps Don on the chest and shivers his abdominal flesh.

"It's an easy thing. Throw in the prisoner and blow it up, and everything will be solved."

"There is a risk of mine collapse, though?

"That's okay"

"Why are you okay?

"Eh... that. Yeah, this happened before, and I blew it up and processed it, but the mountains were nothing."

"Just because you were okay last time won't be a reason to be okay again this time"

"Ugh... that's true"

A frog gently slaps in the ear at the lunaria.

(This man, there's a verse where you're hiding something with a stitch when you blow it up and process it from earlier)

(I guess)

"Yes, for once the Superintendent here is himself, so I'd like to leave it to us to decide what to do"

"If that makes sense, we won't talk either. But unless you're going to meaninglessly reduce your workforce or bury valuable mining resources. Please take me to the scene."

"Come on, you fat fuck."

Threatened by red, the guard man reluctantly took the Lunarians into a pit where there was a massive outbreak of dynamite rock.

There was so much purple gas wrapped around it that I could tell it was already full of poison gas just by getting close.

"Ugh... that's worse than I expected"

"Hey? I can't get anywhere near it, and it's dangerous to go inside this poison gas"

There was a bright green slime crawling through the wall in a relaxed motion in front of us.

The nebulized slime like an amoeba swells up like a baked cake, squeezing out purple gas.

Apparently this is the acid slime filling the poison gas.

As Bael raised his index finger, the slime was annihilated by boggling systemic flames. At the same time it ignited the poison gas and the flames rolled up as the bread and spark scattered in front of it.

The flames only needed to burn a little poison gas, but anyone could tell that this pit would easily be engulfed in flames if the dynamite lock blew up here.

"You're out of poison gas, but don't use fire!

"The gas is still thin here. I don't detonate to this extent."

Bael gently returns the red word.

"It's dangerous, let's blow it up, shall we? Let's do that, shall we? Hey? Hey?

Ignoring the persistent guard trying to explode, Lunaria had put her hand on her chin to wonder what was going on.

"I'm bringing the lure gas that Dynamite Rock prefers for once, but the poison gas emitted by Acid Slime is too strong to possibly get the lure gas......"

"Hey, hey? So let's blow it up, huh? Let's do that, shall we?

From behind desperate guards came a wounded worker-like male prisoner.

The middle-aged man is coughing up blood from his forehead, and his feet are loose and not bumpy.

"Get out of the way! I'm going in."

"Who are you?

"I'm being made to work here. I'm Jake. There's my kid I was working with in the back of this! I have to go help you."

"Someone left inside? I didn't hear that."

When Lunaria turns her sharp gaze to the guard, the guard whistles and looks familiar.

"Just one prisoner is left behind. And how many of these poisonous gases would be dead?"

"I'm not kidding! That's my kid!

Jake tries to force himself into the pit, but his leg snaps and he falls.

Bael checks on Jake and shakes his head.

"This man is also pretty poisoned by inhaling poison gas"

"Hey? I'm already dead. Let's blow it up, huh?

"Please keep your mouth shut for a moment... Mr. Red, the Auga are poison-resistant, aren't they? Can we rescue him?

"Don't be impotent, young lady. I don't know about the poison, but with my figure, I'm done dynamite rocking and exploding, right?

"The concentration of poison is too high. I'm not endorsing the guards, but perhaps the people left behind are dead. If you can't use the lure gas, you should blow it up and process it."

Lunaria shakes her head at Bael's sober opinion.

"There's another way. Dynamite rock also comes by the whistle. You seem to like the frequency of the whistle, it has much the same effect as the lure gas. … However, if you interrupt the whistle, all the dynamite locks that come by will explode…"

Can Lunaria whistle red? And when I send my gaze, Red shakes his head wide. The same was true of Bael.

"Okay. I'm not sure, but I'll do it."

"It's dangerous. Please don't, ma'am."

"That's right. I don't know if I need to put myself up for human beings."

Red and Bael try to stop it but Lunaria didn't pull it off.

"No, let's do it"

She was shaking her feet slightly in front of a pit full of poison gas.

I slapped her on the shoulder like that and came forward.

"It's hardest to be enemies like you."

"What?"

I go into a pit full of poison gas whistling.

"Hey, hey, that guy just walked in!?

Against the rushing Lunaria, the red, who was watching the thing, puts a galloping back on his head, and Bael makes a bitter look under his armor.

"I'm here sometimes. Someone with an unusual mentality in the human race. I don't know if I'm stupid or not, but the guy who came to my island looked at me like that."

"Once upon a time, demons with excellent physical abilities suffered great defeats from humans. That's all because of the affront to man and the fact that even pebble-like beings fought more than one another with the devil by the spirit pushing its limits (over-the-top). I'm more terrified of being abruptly glowing out at the roadside stone minute like that than I am honestly a brave man or something."

"Breaking the limits…"

"Finally, no matter how many times I punch you in the arse of Health 1, I'll endure it only with my guts, it's more like a species than some kind of zombie."

A few minutes later, I discover a child younger than me in a gas filled pit. I'm addicted, and I don't move neatly. I guessed that it was probably Jake's son, and I mumbled him and went outside the pit.

Of course the whistle stays blown, so the lured dynamite lock follows me as I roll in the corn.

When I stopped whistling, I slowly went outside the pit, wondering if there would be a huge explosion like an action movie behind me.

The red and frogs waiting "Wow, is this guy serious..." with a mixed complexion of surprise and fright.

I was in charge. When I put Jake's son down, I decided to take Dynamite Rock and leave the mine as it was.

The prisoners who were resting outside also had their expressions solidified when they saw me bring in a large quantity of dynamite rocks.

It was easy to get through because they gave way so that everyone didn't make a sound, but I'm sucking on tons of poison gas myself, so my feet are stuck.

I desperately push the sequin so that the whistle doesn't get ripped off, and I move on.

(But how far can I carry it?

I don't care what you think if the whistle blows up in the first place.

If you think so, Dynamite Rock suddenly makes his way out of my back.

Looking at what had happened, the gas tank that Lunaria had carried had been installed in a large indentation, releasing a lure gas.

Dynamite Rock is more gassed than a whistle and rolls from herself into the indentation.

A few seconds later, the bursting rocks in contact in the indentation caused a huge explosion after a tremendous explosion with Chudon.

"Oh great collaborative play......"

I was unconscious by poison gas after I saw the Hollywood movie explosion.

Then do it for a few hours.

I'm not even sure where. I woke up on the bed.

"It hurt like it did..."

When you get up slowly, your eyes and eyes meet with Lunaria, who just came.

"Thanks to you. How about that?

"It's going well."

"I don't know what that means"

As she sat next to the bed with a grunt in her voice, she began to peel off the shrimp and apple.

At the same time, it tells me the upside after I lose my mind.

"A mining point has been discovered where a gold mine can be taken behind that poisonous gas zone. The mine superintendent seemed to be wearing it."

"Oh, so desperately trying to blow it up"

"Yeah, sounds like you wanted to put on evidence obliteration. You can't punish us because our jurisdiction is different from ours, but I've appealed it to Superintendent Debble. Apparently, the dragon feeder will turn it around."

"Oh... are you dead"

The feeder here means it will feed the dragon.

"The man who inhaled the poison gas was helpful. Kids have terrible addictions, so I'm sure it'll take a while, but maybe it'll heal."

"That's good to hear"

With that said, Lunaria glanced at this one.

"You say it often. Keep yourself in the poison gas."

"Well, it's sweet that Mr. Lunaria would do something about it."

"I don't like people who make the life I've been given crude."

"I like demons who try to save people."

Lunaria cuts her fingers with a zaku knife.

"You know what!? Really. Oh, and here's what you're gonna say!

The moment she looked over here, the door behind her fell to the front.

There were red and frog figures there, and apparently the two of them were peeking at each other.

"Ha ha, this is an ugly place"

"Oh, my God, I thought it was gonna start because of you"

Look at the two of them. No wonder Lunaria.

"What do you mean, it starts?

"You know, you're not a kid, so don't make me say it."

"I'm purely worried about the future of the lady, and if the man is going to get his hands on me, I'm going to jump him."

"Get out, both of you! Quick!!"

"" Ha!!

Seeing Lunaria trembling on her shoulders and the red and bael that ran away with great momentum, I groaned, "This is the enemy... I wish I had been a more disgusting guy".

There was Ingrid watching as he put his arms around it at the edge of the door.

She kept her back on the wall, but seemed to listen closely to the conversation.