"What? Brother... this is no good... there's too much...
"It's okay, I fought around Adelina a long time ago in the same number, and you boys, right? Hang in there."
By the time the home center was ready, Massal had taken Gita and her contemporaries to a place where they were breeding ant demons.
"Because of this, so really try to fight to the limit. You will have daughter-in-law in the future, and you will be entrusted with important tasks. It's essential that you be able to protect yourself and your loved ones.
Because of this, there is a concept of level, and I have taken Zita to this point, not to tell her that if she fights and defeats the demons, she will be able to become strong. Where my daughter-in-law tells me what to do, I stuck my face and my gaze gathered on Gita, but I shouldn't care.
"But we have a weapon...
"Don't worry! I've got something for you, Adamantite's short spear. With this, we can fight in more favorable circumstances than Adelina did at the time, right?
"... I may be...
"Come on, it's good!
Throw Gita and the others into the colony of ants. Massal asks how they are doing away to the right position.
"Ya...... I just have to do it! Let's go, guys!
"" "" Whoa!!
Gita flies to the ants in unison... slamming a temperamental blow into the head of the ant, knocking down the first one and saying, 'Do it!' and intentionally slaughter the ants one after the other.
"Well, I wonder how hard I can work...... oh, so hard......
Kids who stick short spears at ants with all the momentum to annihilate them will see hell after this.
"Ha... ha... it's time for haz to be wiped out...
"Right......... about 20 more?
The first 200 or so ant demons were less and distracted......
"Ooh! Here comes the next group!......... more or less 400!
When Masaru understood the words he shouted as he waved a little further away, a large black crowd crawled out of the hole in the rocky mountain just on the side.
"Hey!? Brother, help me!!
"Haha, you're a boy, right? Good luck!"
Masaru is eating a sandwich as he moves endlessly around the colony of ants...... he doesn't even feel fine dust like he's willing to fight.
"I'm fucked already! Guys! We're gonna die!
Gita and the others fought well... that's how they fought well. They crusaded nearly 700 ant demons in roughly four hours. Normally, the demons of the ants have been wiped out, naturally, but this is a massive colony of ants that Massal has even fed and increased to increase.
"Bye! Feet off...... let go of this! Damn it! Get off my leg!
I managed to cover and wiggle with my friends, but the situation changed rapidly after one person appeared, the wound could not move deeply.
"Damn, the spear slips...... the blade doesn't go through......
Hands with patterns were slippery with sweat, and the ants were hardly getting fatal injuries without force.
"What about Master Masal? I can't do this anymore......
"Your brother hasn't seen you for quite some time...... if you don't want to die, fight without making a weak noise!
I don't want to die beyond the limits. I intercept the ants with one heart... I decide to scratch them to the end as long as I have my life, even though I feel despair for the ants that never seem to decrease.
"All right! That's it!
The moment I thought Masaru's voice sounded, the flash filled the area, meditating on too much glare.
"Nah... what...
The carcass of an ant demon that wouldn't even move Pickle when he roughly opened his eyes was filling the area.
"You all did a great job! I didn't give up till the end. I fought well!
Gita and the others stare flashly at Masaru, who says so and carries out the magic of healing.
"We still have a lot of sweet spots, but didn't we know our limits? I was supposed to be able to do it well while resting on rotation in turn for about three more hours, but that's it for this one.
I hear it's three hours away and a line of blood draws away...... meanwhile Massal is still collecting the remains of the ants in Lunlun.
"... brother, you're a ghost rather than a god when it comes to fighting even though you're warm everyday......
Without the energy to snort at Zita's words. Just Masaru. The boys watching the cleanup were engraving in their minds to keep this guy from ever leaving the city in the future.
"Next time you need some more gear... if you have footwear or something, you're going to be able to kick it and do a lot of things, right?
To Gita's words, the boys took a step back with an unusual look on their faces.
"... Gita... you... are you willing to do it again?
"What? No?
"What? Are you motivated?... No way, are you willing to go that way?
The cleanup and the pre-finished rendezvous Massal were also donning to Zita's remarks.
"Right......... sounds motivated, and I'll do it again!
"It's a joke," he urges the boys, other than Gita, who shakes his neck sideways with all their strength, to go home laughing.
"Well, if you can keep going, you can definitely be strong. I think it's easier next time than this one......
Gita and the others returned to the city with a bitter smile at their cash self who thinks we should try a little on Masaru's words.
The mud and blood made the people of the city worry, and when they heard what was going on, Massal would be pissed off at the women until night.
And from the next day on, Zita and his body were transformed by rapid leveling, causing severe pain to fall asleep all over their bodies.
"Brother... it's dangerous if you can't do it with your stuff, right?
and Gita, who could be frightened by May.