Survive different worlds with the all-purpose skill 'Condiment Creation'! [Web version]

- Four days later -

"I live in the desert. I've never seen anything like it.

I can't believe a bunch of worms are having a sandstorm. "

I really didn't think Mr. Marr would follow the crusade.

"You have more than I imagined.

Because we decided it was a place to live, the normal worm is playing.

Nearly 100 of them. "

Mr. Iris, the head of the guild, accompanies him to take command of the field.

I hear the S-rank adventurer who spoke won't listen to Mr. Iris.

Well......... I also know how you hated Mr. Iris.

Even though I'm an S-rank adventurer, I'm not wearing gear.

A middle-aged jerk who wears boomerang pants that are more mocky than he needs to be and appeals to being a male.

The glossy, roasted skin emits a feeling of tecateca like it is being oiled.

"Hey hey, Wormki-kun is fine ~.

I'm gonna mess with you for coming to this place. "

Another strong character has appeared.

I wonder why the one with the thick character is free.

The others seem to be A-rank adventurers, even though they are just serious elites.

Equipped with something that looks strong in both gear and weapons, it has one party for 3-5 people.

Some female adventurers, but with decent gear and less exposure.

So you're the sexiest Mr. Marr in a swimsuit.

"The operation is just as I told you in advance.

I'm going to split the worm between the middle and the left and right.

Thomas will handle it alone in the middle, so split left and right on each side and respond.

You shouldn't come to Thomas' offensive range by mistake.

Do you have any questions?

Only Mr. Thomas is free while everyone is convinced to shake his head vertically.

Hahaha and I laugh happily by myself, showing off my strength as the bodybuilder poses.

You want to appeal to the central character of the operation to be you.

What can I do, I can't hide my surprise that there were people who didn't want to be involved more than the Beast King.

By the way, I'm waiting in the rear as an enemy analyst.

Just watch the war with Mr. Iris and Mr. Marr.

It's the result of my intellectual characters being considered.

"You don't seem to have anything.

Well, then, Thomas, start at your time.

Prepare the other adventurers for battle.

Thomas and his first time shouldn't be late for anything. "

Hmm?... what do you mean?

If you attack a bunch of demons, they attack you, so you can't possibly take a delay.

We're not going to be ambushed, we're going to set it up.

What the hell are you talking about when only the elite of A-rank adventurers exist?

As Thomas stepped forward with his hands on his hips and skipped lightly, some adventurers laid down their weapons with a sigh.

As I look around, Mr. Iris's tension drops, too, and he leaks his sigh.

What, this unpleasant feeling?

Mr. Thomas, who crooked from the Jen-royal pose, somehow turned against us.

Killer luminous white teeth as opposed to skin leads to front-loading to stick your butt out on the worm.

Then, he slowly begins to step on his feet, gradually accelerating the movement of his feet.

"Whoo-hoo! Hey, hey!

What the hell are we being shown and what are we doing here?

I can't believe you're supposed to be here to crusade the giant worm, but you're going to be watching one of Osama's guys in boomerang pants play.

As everyone watched Boomerang pants tread at high speed with no heart, Mr. Thomas accidentally slapped his own thigh once patsy.

"Kita-Kita-Kita-Kita-Kita-Kita-Kita-Kita-Kita-Kita-Kita!"

The noise I don't want to hear boo boo, as well as the sandstorm that the worm was wrapping up in front blows up all at once.

Magic resistance should be strong, but by a fiercely powerful fart, the 10 worms in the front were chopped up unbroken and instantly killed.

Even the worms on the left and right are falling unbearably against the wind that winds up.

You fart awesome.

There was nothing wrong with donning as a matter of course and the adventurers taking the delay.

Because I couldn't stand an intense fart and there was no worm coming in all of a sudden.

Mr. Thomas, who never stops stepping foot, has been charging "hey hey" all the time.

He looked happy in person for some reason and seemed happy on his own.

This guy's definitely not hot.

When I was sure I was single, the worms, defeated by farts, started fighting back angrily.

He made a low grunt of voivo and approached me like Tobiuo out of the ground or into the ground.

"I'm coming, don't be alarmed."

When the adventurers are freed from the shock of farts by Mr. Iris's words, they rush back to laying their weapons.

Even if it wasn't the first person I'd ever seen, they all seemed to forget to fight.

It is the fine play of Commander Iris.

Left and right parted adventurers each rush through to intercept the worm.

With all these brilliant adventurers, each person fights.

Archer woman attacking with magical powers in her bow and arrow.

A wizard woman who produces water even where there is no water and attacks it with pointy ice like an ice column.

A dog eared beast man approaching his enemies in a quick move and catching them with sharp nails.

Naturally, I only watch women fight. I usually drive.

Whether the bitter men wipe out the worm or take it with both hands in a luxurious manner, it doesn't matter whether they work together and break the worm.

Not to mention, I don't care about the guy farting the second time!

Famous for being considerate, I approach not to be disturbed and retrieve the worm that Sassa and someone defeated.

Even normal worms are big enough, so if you keep knocking them out, they should get in the way of the fight.

Rumor has it that girls are vulnerable to people who can give this kind of attention.

The men, who began to realize that they had convenient children, throw their knocked down worms over here.

I'm not happy the guys appreciate it, but I keep putting it in the item box to make it a souvenir of Mr. Tia.

Normally even if you have a magic bag, you should put one big worm in it.

Even trivial things like this contribute greatly to the Alliance.

There will definitely be a bargain sale of worm material.

The adventurers who go on one worm crusade after another are just A-rank adventurers.

Even if it is slightly attacked and scratched, the healer recovers immediately and returns to battlefield.

If anyone is injured at a nearby party, the sense of companionship to recover from even a different party is great.

All I care about is that the giant worm doesn't show up.

He said he'd be ahead of the line when expanding his habitat, so I think he's like the head of a herd.

I've already crusaded about 60 bodies, and it's about time I came to help.

Once we get back to Mr. Iris, we'll see what's going on.

"Mr. Iris, is this the right place for a giant worm to live?

"Yes, it is strange in itself to have a herd of worms in a place like this.

Don't be alarmed, the giant worm must appear. "

"Okay.

By the way, is Mr. Thomas always like that?

I don't know why, I don't want to hear it, but I do.

I don't even want to know, but I can't help but wonder.

I'm still saying "hey hey" and I'm farting a mess.

You're so powerful that you don't believe it.

You condense until the compressed air looks a little white, and the moment it hits the worm, it bursts purnly.

An intense fart that turns the worm into two in the middle of a shock wave and knocks it down at a distance.

Instead of the first dynamic fart I unleash, I fart in small pieces and aim one at a time.

"He's special, so I can't help it.

They take air into their bodies on foot, compress it with magic and magic it.

Boomerang pants are also made of special materials that won't affect your magic.

It's an original wind magic that no one can manage. "

I would also call it wind magic, which nobody wants to manipulate.

I think it's an eternal original that won't be handed down for the rest of your life.

"I hate to say it, but it's the most powerful piece of magic I've ever seen.

You can't beat a magically resistant worm with an A-rank monster in one stroke. "

"Thomas, in many ways, is not normal.

8 years ago when I became the head of the Alliance Master.

Dessert Rose was just attacked by a demon.

The Desert Dragon, the Desert Lord, came to the city, and I destroyed it alone.

He was an A-rank adventurer at the time, then went all the way to an S-rank adventurer.

In this country, they're called heroes, just like you. "

Please don't, it's like a hero is the title of a pervert.

I'm not even wrong, though.

Mr. Iris, who had a frightening look on his face, and Mr. Marr, who was listening nearby, simultaneously leaked a sigh of sigh.

I'm sure it's full of 'Is this the hero of the desert country...', something I'm not proud of.

Meanwhile, I kept watching Thomas fart lightly and began to have different feelings.

I'm getting pathetic.

Only a handful of adventurers can reach it, an area called S-Rank.

Everyone won't accept me because I'm a fart, even though I just went up and down with the original wind magic 'fart'.

I was insane in my mind at the end of the sentence, and I was reborn perverted.

What keeps him bothered like that is chopped hemorrhoids.

He's farting and knocking down the worm to protect the city, even if he's worn out with a terrible butt.

He looks fine in boomerang pants, but he has severe pain every time he bowels.

I'm just called a hero, and when I'm in a pinch, I rush back and fart.

Good, my unique skills are not 'farts'.

Seasoning skills come to me and I sincerely appreciate it.

Looking with pity at Mr. Thomas, who seemed to have fun, the worm that had been attacking me began to retreat.

Adventurers alert the neighborhood to unnatural sights.

That's not all, it was the first time Mr. Thomas looked serious and started looking around.

He stands out for his too perverse behavior, but even if he is an S-ranked adventurer recognized by the Adventurer Guild.

The fact that he felt dangerous......

If you look in the direction of the retreating worms, there are remnants of worms chopped with farts, unbroken.

It also looks like the worm is moving around to grieve the death of his people, and it looks like he's calling his head.

At least, it creates a distinctly different atmosphere than before.

When Mr. Thomas, an airless farting machine, began to step on his feet, the earth began to shake like a stop.

And an unparalleled giant worm begins to emerge from the ground.

Only Mr. Thomas' innocent voice was echoing as everyone swallowed his breath in surprise at the size of the worm.