Sword of Glutton Princess

"Ha!"

A spike with Edda's weight on it runs straight through the chest of the warrior mouse Moose.

The warrior mouse Moose opens his eyes and turns his black eyes, but I could tell from behind that his arms were powered.

"Hey! He's still moving!

The war mouse "Moose" shakes up his nails and targets Edda.

Edda kicked the ground as she quickly pulled out her sword, then went on to kick the shoulder of the war mouse Moose and jumped high.

I can't chase it off with the fingernails of the war mouse Moose, I cut the universe.

Edda, who took over the monster giant, spins a spin in the universe and slashes the section deeply.

The body of the war mouse Moose cramped and lay low on the spot.

"I know. Don't make unnecessary remarks."

"Oh well..."

A few days have passed since the Hyodle disturbance.

I heard that the Warcraft Storage (Monster Pool) commotion at Mousse had been cleared with the Gilbards before, and I decided to head with Edda to the Warcraft Nest.

The D-Class Warcraft Stash (Monster Pool) is dangerous, but if you return the back, you can easily make contact with D-Class on a low level, so there is demand for those who are confident in their arms.

Because of the limited number of warcraft that come out, it is easy to take measures.

Especially the Battle Mouse "Moose" to the extent that it has low sensing ability, and later has no fighting technique other than frontal attack.

If you are an adventurer who can use psychic magic (Trupa) or subtle magic (Matter), you can fight quite favorably.

... Regardless, there were quite a few rivalries between those who lost their lives out of greed and talent feuds that could accommodate the warcraft hoard (Monster Pool) of the warrior mouse Moose, and adventurers caught up in the Demonic Labyrinth...

The hunt at the Battle Mouse Nest was conducted on two levels underground.

I already have two E-class flyheads "Flying" and three little ghosts "Goblins", and this is also the second Battle Rat "Moose".

"Quickly recover the fighting bones. It's time to pull up."

"... throw a round at people and you don't have that attitude"

... In the end, I was half hauler.

I will fight, but it is my job to carry and dismantle the baggage.

"... that haulier was definitely different too, because it was your fault he left angrily, wasn't it?

"It was over there that lacked courtesy. I told you to enjoy yourself, but I didn't expect you to end up out there."

... Yes, I tried hiring a different hauler along the way, but he collided with Edda and ended up leaving before entering the War Mouse Nest.

Edda is certainly beautiful if only on the outside, so I guess that haulier guy was also floating around.

I wanted you to stop because it was definitely a little ugly watching from the side to hang on to the approach.

I guess if Edda had been able to recieve it well, there wouldn't have been a problem, but there couldn't have been such a clever imitation of this guy.

"But I didn't want to give my life to such an uncomfortable guy. I'm sorry."

Sniffles as Edda arms up.

"... I know how you feel, but there's not a lot of guys with the right conditions and plans. I'm a hauler until now, and I don't trust you because you're a runner and you don't have a track record..."

... Besides, I had little experience diving into the Demonic Labyrinth on my own initiative, so I extra narrowed my options to thinking that I would prefer a haulier of enough level to protect myself if I had to.

Which path, not being able to choose one's companion, led to Edda's correction was a failure.

"There won't be anything wrong with that. I'll hunt, you'll assist. That'll be enough."

"... can I work with the other guys?

"Why? I should have figured this out enough. You shouldn't have to take extra guys."

Edda said it was the chilling voice that didn't break, but it was slightly quicker.

... If they throw me out like this, I guess I have a consciousness that it's hard to find my next hunting buddy (party) if it's my personality.

You seem to have admitted to me as a companion for once, but from now on I see how much I hate putting humans in from elsewhere again to get things right.

You community-handicapped combat tribe.

"If you're a haulier, you can leave it to that woman named Mani. I looked at him twice, but he wouldn't let me."

"Why are you always eyeing from above..."

But I don't want Mani to be in too much danger.

Mani originally worked as a hauler and miner because blacksmiths are the real deal and can't live on their own.

I've gotten a lot of help from Mani so I can live as an adventurer.

If possible, now I want to support her so that she can focus on her work as a blacksmith.

"I'm used to being honest with you already, but you don't have to be that guy to normally be distant. Can we do something about it a little more?

And... have I overstated it a little?

I thought I had bought the objection again, shifting my eyes away from the war mouse (moose) and turning sideways towards Edda.

Edda was slightly lowering her brow butt and dropping her gaze to the ground.

"... because I've always lived like that. Narc's warriors are required to be strong anyway, and they never shake any other role. Besides, I've been told that humility is evil. But we know that doesn't work here alone."

Yes, I was unexpectedly honest reflecting.

"Dean, I know you're up to it, and I appreciate it. I'm still trying to fit in with this for me. If necessary, I can also learn how to remove the fighting bones..."

"Edda......"

A slight silence arose and became awkward.

I'm having trouble with what to say, too, and I'm stuck with words.

Edda is strong.

There will be few occasions when she will be entrusted with collecting fighting bones on purpose among her hunting companions (parties).

I don't want my attitude to change again, but I don't want her to learn how to fight bones now.

"Well... when you suddenly have a special victory, it's disgusting."

I couldn't stand the awkwardness, and I ran my mouth off about something extra.

I thought it had happened the moment I said it, but there was no way I could have withdrawn it in time now.

Edda's fist caught my cheek.

After collecting the fighting bones, head outside the Demonic Labyrinth.

Edda walks ahead of me silently.

"... I won't apologize."

"... no, I was really bad"

This hunt was excellent.

There are five Class E Warcraft fighting bones and two Class D Warcraft fighting bones.

This makes it a 100,000 themis of a goal.

The level remained [LV: 22] when he defeated Solas and went up.

Me too, the level is getting harder and harder with the Battle Rat Moose.

At that time, I had an idea.

I want Mani to focus on her work as a blacksmith, but she used to zero in on the difficulty of having limits on the quality of weapons she could build at the current level.

Mani's "Flame Hammer Kagna" is a magic hammer that specializes in compensating for the low level of owners with skill, but it is still limited to some of the lowest grade C metals, which are easy to handle.

"Put the mani in the haulier, huh? Then hey, do me a favor..."

"... what?

Apparently Edda isn't in the mood yet, staring at me with cold eyes.

"The Demon Nucleus of That Mineral Demon Solas... now it's in the form I'm keeping, but will you officially sell it to me?

"Hmm?"