Sword of Glutton Princess

In the basement two levels of The Devil's Cave, Mr. Hyodle taught me how to avoid the Warcraft's circuit.

"I don't want to see you as much as I can with a Class D Warcraft. It really gets drained up and sounds like a later battle. When I was young, I used to feel bitter when I was fighting for magic and I got hurt and returned on my way home unwillingly."

"I see..."

"If you examine the ecology of the warcraft that appears in the diving labyrinth from the beginning, and you go against the hun, footprints, and traces of external enemies and bait, the warcraft you don't want to encounter can generally play. Adventurer Understanding Part Four is to do a good job and avoid unwanted enemies."

I was instructed by Mr. Hyodle by hand to illuminate my feet.

"Here, I don't want to encounter the wreck warrior mouse Moose Zombie. They flock, and they're so numerous and tough. It's easy to escape, but it leads to the fact that it's mostly not a good idea to be blocked from the road. Watch out for rotten blood and eating scum with green mucus."

That's how I was taught steadfastly Mr. Hyodle's adventurer hearts five, six, and seven on the road.

It was all a story that would help.

Along the way, when he was thirsty, he threw a flat, expensive water fountain stone at me.

You're really too different from me.

... Edda looked like she hadn't heard much.

I'm looking at Mr. Hyodle for once, but he looks bored.

"and... it's time for the underground three tiers..."

Hmm... "Odd Sense/Bottom" picked up a human sign first.

Falling...?

When it was in the open place, as I picked it up in Odd Sensing/Bottom, a woman with a rock on her back was falling down with blood paint.

Her condition looked good as the mana lamp left on fire was thrown out partially damaged beside her.

He seemed to have breath, but this bleeding is pretty dangerous.

Mr. Hyodle was solidifying and staring at the woman, but he ran forward all at once like he'd noticed.

"Oh, my God! You two wait there! There may still be warcraft lurking!

I meditate on my eyes just in case, and concentrate on Odd Sensing/Bottom to explore my surroundings.

"Huh...?

There are two people in the shadows of the rock, waiting for them to lurk their breath.

I jumped forward in a hurry.

Late, Edda follows me.

"Mr. Hyodle! That woman! We're both hiding!

"Hey, what the hell!

"Chip, you've noticed a lot, kid!

A bloody woman wakes up her body and sticks a short magic guide sword in her hand to the ground.

Focusing on the sword, the light of the magic formation runs.

That body probably wore warcraft blood in a cloth bag.

And he stuck it in the basement three tiers where people would come, checking for anyone who would magically come close, such as Searches.

I didn't even notice the two of them hiding until just before, so maybe they also had sensory jamming.

E's sensing skills.

If I had the incumbent Mutual Magic Rules, I would easily be disguised as such.

"No way," Triple Prison Dog Fang "!?

My head is overwhelmed by the name of a trio of unidentified adventurer-targeted robbers.

"Aha, you call me by a very noisy name. The Windy Traveler Hyodle has caught a big prey! Earth Swamp!

Mr. Hyodle's stepped ground brings water and collapses without a scratch.

It's the Alchemy, the smelting magic that takes your legs off and disfights you.

Mr. Hyodle's feet sink to the ground.

"... Oh, my God, I can't believe this is happening"

"Petite Stone Barred!

From the dead end of the rock shadow, a stone bullet is fired into Mr. Hyodle.

Yet another man who jumps out of the other side targets Mr. Hyodor with a wielded magical guide sword.

"The Palladi Sword!

The magic formation floats, covering the magic guide sword so that the yellow sword is wrapped around it.

It is a form of Curse Magic Curse that implants its own magic into the target it slashes, creating a peculiar state and eroding its body.

Terribly collaborative.

Undoubtedly, they are all [LV: 20] more than hands-on adventurers.

"Blast."

Mr. Hyodle sets up "Spear Hayes of Wind Reading" and floats the magic formation.

A storm wraps around him, disfiguring stone bullets and a man who has been slashed.

"Yikes!

"Hey, what's this power!

A slashed man is stirred by the wind and falls, hands on the swamp and sinks, unable to move.

"It would be convenient. In the storm, I'm the only one who can read through the flow. It's the power of the Windy Spirit Puzzle, which resides in Windy Spear Hayes."

Momentum protruding demon-guided spears jump a man.

The man who punched his back against the wall had his chest accurately worn.

The same is true of accuracy and speed, but what is surprising is its power.

It was definitely a life-taking blow.

"Adventurer's Mind, Part VIII. Never give up pace to an opponent in an interpersonal"

A woman using "Earth Swamp" tries to wield a demon-guided sword to shoot her next hand with a pale face.

Mr. Hyodle quickly pulled his legs out of the swamp, kicking the woman up and letting the Magic Sword go from her hand.

And to her back floating in the universe, hanging her head with the tail of a demonic spear and releasing the chase.

I've never heard a craniosyncratic sound before.

One of the remaining men threw down the Magic Sword, bewitched by Mr. Hyodor.

"Yu, forgive me! Grow up and go to jail! Oh, I...!

Hyodle stretched his long arm to the fullest and took the end of the demon guide spear and put a blow in the man's neck.

The neck bends to an unnatural angle and the man's body is slapped to the ground.

"Adventurer's Mind, Part IX. I don't condone hostile opponents. If you're cautious, it's this way to get killed."

Hyodle turns the demon-guided spear and retakes it to his back.

Then he meditated his eyes and put one hand forward as he prayed.

"I'll give you love only after the other person dies. It's just self-satisfaction."

…………

It was an instant against the adventure-targeted robber, Cerberus Fang, who had been making a scene over the years in the city of Romaburg.

Range that inhibits behavior other than your own. Magic is also irregular, but what's scarier than that is the overwhelming power caused by a high level of fighting.

He pulled out of the marsh's foothold no-time and instantly terminated the three against him.

I know they deserve it.

I guess the three of them have killed many adventurers with their own personal greed.

But still, watching the three of them die in disquiet makes me feel sad and nasty.

I guess it's a happy emotion to hold because you're safe.

"Go back and report them..."

"That won't be until we serve our purpose. As is often the case. If we're turning back on this, we can't keep the adventurer business going. Let's just retrieve their demon conductors, they need to be delivered to the army and reported. When it's over, we'll go to the three levels to finish off" The Demon of Minerals ".

"Yes, sir"

I got a little worried but nodded and replied.