A man who commands even though he is an adventurer, a decree runs in the words of Mr. Kyle.
The face of the man who ate all the dumplings is different.
Give me curry instead of pork juice, I can't forget the unintelligible word.
When I left the room, I also had mysterious regrets that the dessert should have been braised in horns after all.
Based on Mr. Syrup's smelly information, the Knights and Adventurers are starting to move in a hurry.
They ate the oak meat molly and were full of energy and motivation.
It should be noted that it will not be possible to give the Dumplings God's protection because they will be full.
I don't care if they complain of abdominal pain during battle.
That's why I'm ostensibly out of stock, actually.
I let the knights eat too much this morning and everything just disappeared from the meal.
It is a monopoly by a human being called a hero.
For that matter, there will be no problem because you will work well.
With that happening, we got to the North Gate where we think the main unit is.
Apparently there are demonic raids at other gates, dispersing power.
Turn adventurers and knights, only highly combative members exist here.
An overeaten hero undead bird and chocolate, and, for some reason, a king nearby.
The out-of-power atmosphere of soy sauce warriors and kings is unusual and definitely footy.
But once Dark Elves invaded, an undead bird is defeating the main squad by just four.
There is also a tin, so if you leave it to the five of us, it can also be considered the safest place.
Yes, I understand it as the safest place, and I dare stand on the battlefield.
There are no more brave soy sauce warriors who defeated Dark Elves in the Dwarves.
Chasing Tin and Mr. Syrup's ass, there's just the usual pervert.
So much so that he wants to make a complaint that the next door is the king, not Mr. Fiona.
I'm sure the king is' the final phase in which the eagle has to be on the front line ', the king's kang worked.
I don't think Rin stands up very much like a man who paints potato salad on a kakakato.
Because it is a world where medicinal herbs have developed, I want the cracks in kakato to be properly cared for with medicinal herbs.
The weather, which was clear at lunch, also darkens to let us know that the dark elves are coming.
One man was seen walking to lead the herd of demons as the pounding and shaking began to rain cold and disturbing air began to drift.
There is no doubt in the dark elves that the man who leads the demons does not exist in this world.
Sometimes the king Kang just worked.
This will really be the last fight.
A raid by a herd of dragon zombies, so powerful that it looks like a chick.
Can't you fly in the sky with worn feathers, marching on to walk with Nosonoso?
The number is roughly 50.
"Dragons are demons that increase their attack power when zombied.
This scale does not fit in the disaster-class realm.
It's hard to prevent a brace attack without damage "
Please, tin.
Good luck and prevent Osama from getting caught up in the battlefield for some reason.
"Can you hit me and change my track?"
You're about to run into a horrible power play.
Even if I could, it's about Mr. Syrup.
"Think normally, it would be about the Beast King who can beat the braces and change their tracks.
... Sounds like you could do it.
Besides, the dragon zombie in the back of the 1st, it's unusually big and it's not looking right?
Sure enough, the Beast King was pushing through Hydra's dragon brace with both hands... while narrowing his eyes and checking far away.
It's dark and hard to understand, but you have a big dragon zombie.
Usual dragon zombies are about 3m in size, compared to about 3x in size.
"It's huge - I've never seen a dragon with such a big bone before"
As the innocent Mr. Syrup moved his body and watched the giant dragon zombie, Mr. Lilia pounded his head with a cane in his possession.
"... Ancient Dragon"
In Mr. Lilia's words, it solidified pitch without anyone understanding.
Perhaps we're all sorting out the meaning of words in our heads.
We met in the elf, the size of the ancient dragon is 10 m.
Considering the meat is gone rotten, it's the perfect size for the dragon zombie that showed up.
2,000 years ago, the ancient dragon had a friend manipulated by a dark elf, that's what he said.
If that was the remains of an ancient dragon, if it was resurrected at the hands of a dark elf, wouldn't it be rather uneven?
Normal herds of dragon zombies are at levels beyond the catastrophic level.
The dragon zombie of the ancient dragon would be at a level beyond the disaster class alone.
In addition, Dark Elves are leading the way.
You're not on the right level to come with me.
At the very least, I want you to come in order in three stages.
There are only five people here who can fight.
Isn't it just a weak bully to have a higher quality number of violence?
"Tin, can you take that down?
"If you're a regular dragon zombie, take the time to figure it out..."
Wait, are dragon zombies that strong?
Why are you weak when it matters when you used to run out of bees and bump Wyburn?
Show off your cheat character.
My thoughts are vain, and the dark elves are getting closer and closer.
And the dragon zombies show you how to move unnaturally.
We opened the middle passage and started giving way to the ancient dragon zombie.
It's perfectly dominant so far, and Dark Elves is creepily smiling.
Maybe the dragon zombies of the ancient dragons will be ahead of us.
After a heavy attack, I'm willing to make the fine treatment the dragon zombies around me.
It no longer only conveys the will to break anything.
As he shielded the king from too much fear, Mr. Syrup stepped forward and began to make strange moves.
Similar to a baseball player who starts barebacking because he tries to stand in a batter box.
"You're about to come - big braces"
Seriously, this rabbit is really trying to bounce the dragon brace back with his bare hands.
I wouldn't be able to do it no matter how much my status is tripled.
Naturally, I know I can't tin.
I approached Mr. Syrup and pounded him gently on the shoulder.
"I shift to the side.
Syrup's off the top. "
"Well, should I kick it?"
A tin that begins the tuppy archery of sumo wrestling and a syrup that begins the practice of soccer are spending their time in a willing manner.
I stopped snooping through a shield called the King and took a big sigh of sigh.
At a time like this, I know Kyle, the commander, can't rely on it.
Maybe I'll postulate with unclear confidence that "those guys can do it".
So I decided to ask Lilia, the long-lived common sense elf, to put the place together.
He said if we don't fight more seriously, we're gonna die.
I know you're serious, but if you stay put, you're gonna die.
If we don't launch a pre-emptive strike, we're dead.
Come on, man! Please hang up your bees!
This is a more unfavourable situation!
"Mr. Lilia! What do you think when you see the sight now!
"... I can"
No......, not one decent human being here.
I wonder if I'm starting to go crazy, too.
At the end of the day, I want to die eating cookies with the elves, that's what I'm feeling unintelligible about.
Perhaps this is what he regrets.
Because I didn't get a chance to flirt with the elves, I think my instinct to want to spend the last time with the elves moved.
An ancient dragon zombie inhaled the atmosphere and began to collect creepy black energy like a black hole in his mouth.
No matter what you think, we are flat as we prepare for the dangerous dragon brace.
Tin showing a beautiful tweezer and Mr. Syrup showing a sharp kick.
The brave men, who look out for dragon zombies with grand benevolence.
Eat cookies friendly, Mr. Lilia and I.
And a dark elf rubbing his eyes against a strange sight.
When I was thinking about making a different kind of cookie already - something more swallowing - the ancient dragon zombie stepped on his feet.
The dark dragon brace is unleashed with the cry of GOOOOOO.
At the same time, I heard an unpleasant noise called VoVoVoVoVoVoVoVoVoVoVoVoVoVoVoVoVoVoVoVo.
What's all this noise? Thinking so, a white oval object collides with the dragon brace.
The trajectory of the dragon brace was greatly upside down because it bumped into each other in a creeping way.
As a result, Tin and Mr. Syrup vacate in vain.
"Who!
And, for the first time, the dark elves raised their riddle voice.
Then came a detour from the East Gate, the appearance of humans.
I'm pretty sure you got help.
But somehow I don't get the feeling of gratitude.
I see so much butt muscle that Lilia and I also lose our appetite for cookies to eat!
"Ha-ha-ha! Tak, it was a dangerous place.
Dragon Zombies, Takusa, I'm gonna meh!
Stop it, please! Only you can go home, Mr. Thomas!
Not only do you interrupt your lovely journey with Mr. Marr, but don't interrupt your meal with Lilia, who is an elf!
Though that would normally be where Mr. Iris calls out, the head of the Adventurer Guild next door!!