Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari (WN)

I transferred on the portal and joined up with the black sander I kept before I went to your father-in-law's.

The person you deposited it with is a Immortal.

There's Freon, too.

"Queer!"

Thanks to the enhancement there. Black Thunder was already looking like King.

"Here's the thing!

"Queer!"

Freon has some fun posing matches to go with.

Oh? Freon is wearing a mask-like substitute on her face.

"It's Filo Real Mask # 2 ascending!

"Queer!"

You're close.

Good morning.

"Ah, number one. I'm in the middle of talking about what this black lightning bolt and hero is all about."

Number one is... the time to organize a philosophical mask as well.

Which means that depending on the circumstances, Freon will change the way I call him.

"Oh... that sounds fun"

"I could tell you a very fruitful story. Heroes also have different claims to doctrine."

"Que Que!"

Looking forward to Black Thunder, too.

Looks like we're having fun like Crowe we met in the previous loop.

"It's a lively, energetic filo real thing."

How generously the Immortal also embraces you with regard to Black Thunder.

That's a Immortal.

Looks like you're doing well with the rampage philoreal and the famous black thunder.

"Now Black Thunder. You haven't woken up to your power yet. There's still something I have to do, you know?

Black Thunder snorts hard at my words.

You really like this Nori.

"Freon is also the last total finish to execute the plan."

"Yes! Then, Immortal, I'm coming!

"Before that, Black Thunder threads its magic with this device... it spins darkness. That power will be the veil of darkness that covers you!

and instruct Black Thunder to turn the equipment that turns magic into yarn to make clothes in advance.

"Queer!"

Black Thunder started turning with his wings hooked on the equipment that threaded his magic as I ordered.

Eventually, to some extent, I was able to yarn the magic to secure it.

You won't have a problem with it as long as I make it into a cloth first.

"Now I'm going to go and hone my powers thoroughly -!

"Yes! Freon will do his best. Yikes!

"Queer!"

So we went hunting again.

It is also necessary to do a class up, but I can't do it now because it stands out when I do it within Merlomarc.

We'll make sure you improve your quality to the bottom.

So...... around that evening, Freon and BlackThunder were cultivated to some extent, reaching a stage with an eye for sight.

"Okay, Black Thunder. You have honed your strength to the full. Show us a new look, a true darkness before us!

"Queer, queer, queer!"

Bassaaa, Black Thunder gradually turned into an angel when he spread his wings.

Yeah. You're now looking like a black thunder, not a crochet, but a tall man.

The Black Thunder changed very quickly because it was already on the verge of adulthood.

"Ha-ha-ha! A pink black lightning bolt! Appear here!

And, Black Thunder is in a good mood to look like an angel.

Whoa... It's a similar outfit to smell, but the important thing is to round it up.

"Well... according to the story, you made our costumes. Love Hunter."

I got two names from Black Thunder.

That's a good name to go with the drive mode.

But should I answer with a better name?

"Are you a hunter of love? I'd rather be a timeless hunter of eternal love!

"It sounds good!

Answer your excitement as Freon flies in her philosophical form.

"Hunter of eternal love over time...... ahh"

"That's a little long and hard to call. So, Hunter of Love. Isn't that a good idea?

"Hmm... then that would be good. Then hunter of love. You make dark clothes, don't you?

"Right. The measurements...... somehow figured it out. Is the design good like this?

I'll show Black Thunder the design proposals that Black Thunder knew in the first world wanted.

"Hehe, I don't have to struggle with this one when I have a good westerner... I look forward to meeting the Dark Swordsman soon"

"Right. I can't wait to meet someone who says when too. When should I see you?

"That's right -... you can go see him around noon tomorrow. Isn't it a good idea to talk to smells and trees thoughtfully?

"Yes!"

"Fuhahahaha! Looking forward to it!

That's why Freon and I decided to make some black thunder clothes that night.

In one night, Freon and I managed to create a black thunder costume.

"Thank you. Original Yasu."

"I'll thank you. Hunter of Love"

Freon also made it a slightly different piece from Phyllo Tan, which references the costume of the fallen angel Freon of the Demonic Realm Earth.

You look great.

And Black Thunder is... a costume that feels metallic.

They're made from leather.

"Huh... you're sleepy"

Come to think of it, we keep working.

Exactly. Let's set up a separation around here tonight and decide to rest.

That's why I slept well that night after I finished making them clothes.

The next day...... your father-in-law came to the castle in Merlomarc and you seem to have argued with scum as expected.

Then a little later.

After being treated by generous magic and medicine at the treatment center, smelting, trees, and all the others came out in pieces, and the three brave men took a look at the scum.

"Brave men. This wave, well fought bravely and backed me off. I hear the opponents who came out were deeply attacked by the brave men. I could win a little later, so if there is, it's enough, but I want you to sharpen your strength enough for future battles."

And scumbags will give us aid while sending encouraging words in a direction that won't hurt us as much as they can.

You're asking me to give this money more strength.

By the way, I'm pretty sure scumbags are upset because they're already arguing with your father-in-law.

That sounded like an administrative way of putting it.

"Bububuhee"

Red pigs, lazy pigs, and other pigs are getting tangled up about what they think of me lately.

Ugh... you're going to get hives.

I'll put in a good word here and let you take the day off.

Otherwise I won't be able to move freely.

"Guys! We have time until the next wave. This previous battle just didn't get tired enough so I couldn't fight satisfactorily. So rest thoughtfully, everyone, today."

"Boo boo!"

"Buhee!"

The red pigs will speak out of joy.

It is, but as it is, the Red Pig has tried to tease my arm into pulling it.

I think you're suggesting we have a date, etc. based on my experience.

"Bad. I have a little errand to run. I'll make this up to you. You need to rest!

"Bu, Buhihihib -"

That said, I'll scratch the red pig's hand and leave the scene early.

I know you're thinking about rubbing sesame seeds on me because I'm talking about red pigs.

How dare you look out the hallway window and you see the smell and the trees leaving the castle in preparation for the next battle.

Freon, carrying a black thunder, is watching over the two of them in the sky.

Look at the opportunities, you'll meet them.

That solves the smelting and tree problem, too.

My father-in-law, who sacrificed herself to a rival for me when she headed to Siltvert in her brain, is tipping her neck, but she's fine!

Well, if I say anything else... what do you have?

Thinking about the rest of this, some hands say they will watch the disturbance that your father-in-law kidnapped your fiancée... but at the same time nothing more than approaching Phyllo Tan.

Ugh... I still can't afford it.

Freon and Black Thunder have already gone to see trees and smells.

Then you've decided what I'm going to do.

Sourcing materials and... Might be a good time to go kill tact miserably!

That's why I went to Forbray.

We arrived in the castle town of Faubray on the portal.

"Well... here we go"

Would it be a good idea to go and see the King of Pigs first?

Time is not a good time for a pig king to be awake.

Walking towards the castle with that in mind... the dragon that was around the tact will walk out of the castle gate as it should.

Hmm... It's also a pattern to conspire with the King of Pigs in a castle, broil out tacts, and kill them miserably.

At this point, it's not bad to say that killing that dragon to show off and killing a furious tact of where the killer is is miserable.

I'm not going to let you die easily, Tact... because you have to show a wide variety of deaths just for the Philosophers who could not have been born.

and so on. I walk after the dragon.

A dragon walked into a jewelry store along the way.

"Ah, you are… well done… Lady Raildea, what gems would you like today…"

The jeweler's face is stuck. You can tell at a glance that you're an uninvited guest.

"Is this store dealing with gems? Show me."

In a very high-pressure attitude, the dragons are looking for accessories in the store.

That's how we take a lot of expensive accessories in our hands.

"Not bad in there. I'll take it."

"Ah..."

"What? Are you even complaining?

You're spreading your wings as if the dragon were still intimidating you.

It might be a good idea to bump and kill him as a current offender here...... Hmm. Too conspicuous to kill Tact miserably.

"Yes, no...... go ahead. I give it to you."

By the way, I heard later that tact authority and the position of being a powerful dragon are often used to take accessories and such in merchant neighborhoods dealing with precious metals under threat.

They say when you object, you get bummed up, they make up a sin you didn't even do and they confiscate your property.

They're everywhere inferior.

"Then I'll take it. Thank you for including your jewels in my collection."

What can I thank you for?

I'll take your property.

Anyway, with that kind of blackmail, the dragon took the jewels for free from the jewelry store he stopped by.

Then...... the dragon walks more and more down the road with few people.

Probably even go around the facility where there are dark parts of the tact faction within Faubray.

But this is a chance for me.

Let's get close at once, pierce the steeple, and smash him to death with burst trans.

and... approached the completely blind using a cloaking lance and tried to wave the spear up, at that time -.

"Ugh... gu... what!? Ugh... Ugh! Hey, something... to me... uhhhhhh!?

The dragon of tact scratched my chest and started squatting with groans.

"No, don't! Grr...... no, they repaint...... ahhh!? hey why...... get away...... ahhhhhh!? Takt... Takt, help..."

The dragon of tact as it was was often bored and fell.

You cramped with bicum bicum and stopped moving.

Eventually, I got up all the time.

"What! Hmm? This is... yeah... I was thinking maybe, but I never really thought I'd be in this situation."

The dragon of tact shrugged so after looking around with his own hands open and closed again and again.

"What is it! Hey, Spear Brave, you know you're lurking nearby. Come out."

... from this dialogue, from the reaction... Either way, if they see what I'm hiding, they'll have to leave.

When you released the cloaking lance and I showed up, Tact's dragon looked at me and narrowed his eyes.

"Spear brave, you seem to be feeling much better. How's it going?

"That dialogue, attitude... you, no way..."

"You're right. It's a gaelion."

Again!

"I know you know the spear brave, but the gaelion is possessed if you go near the dragon... it's a little different than... but you're making sure you can"

"So it's hilarious to possess the dragon of tact!

HAHAHAHAHA, that's unusual.

Tact's dragon suits you.

I haven't forgotten the grudge that took your father-in-law's virginity.

It's a tact dragon. Do you want to smash me to death right now?