The Peerless Kobold (WN)

"Ghu, Gadrauze...... Solesdilla

(Gu, I drank too much... the sun is dazzling) "

"Hmm, because it was a high alcohol, didn't it fall out?

Even if the spider's daughter speaks with a slight fright, she doesn't have the strength to push one hand against her forehead over the iron mask and react to the groaning sword.

I guess it was a bad idea to take my feathers off all the time here because she and her partner usually force me to restrain myself.

Slightly, Brave sighed inside, looking out for the twin swordsmen of the Little Ghost clan whose feet were not bound.

(I would expect a day when there are no matches just for the steps, but it's troublesome)

When the former brave men of the Little Ghost tribe, who had been attacked and defeated by adventurers after the liquor platter, remembered the past and mourned on their own... Heavy Orlock, the giant bull warcraft who had spent a fortune hiring and capturing adventurers, was being transported to the arena in the arena where the ghost's relatives were headed.

It is only a big man with a gigantic body over 3 m tall. It is an eye-catching product obtained by several magicians with the magic of sleep, attracting people to the river after thinking about it when transported.

The warcraft was raging majestically as Averald, the main and administrator of the arena, quantified whether the effects of the ex-post medicated paralytic were diminishing.

"Bufoaaaaa!"

Even if he repeatedly hits his body hard with a hiss, the steel cage only sounds vain, but he, the owner of the giant bull, tells the tutor with a smile on his face.

"Hey, I get extra scratches before I make it a spectacle! Get a magician to hang the magic of mental stability."

Copy that, sir.

I immediately drop off a man with a middle back of middle meat rushing out like a rabbit and talking to myself as he was surrounded by escorts.

"Humph, what you're reading is a beast, I didn't know you could just self-destruct a rumble. Let me make some money."

Though he handles sarcastic words mixed with contempt and anticipation... Earlier, the desperate runaway tutor was flattered by his political enemies and may be replacing the iron (kanji) of the cage with fragile artifacts.

Probably multiplied by the capture of a large warcraft and cut the bills that the hostile aristocrats had originally planted.

If it goes well, Abelardo could be killed by the warcraft that made him escape, and even if it wasn't, if there was an accident in the arena, this would be his liability issue.

Under such suspicion, the "wooden beast", merely deluded with thin gold, was casually crushed and broken by the warcraft of the giant bull, and the door of the cage that connects and stops the beast opened with momentum.

"Bluhhhhhh!

"Hey, what the heck!?

"Please step back, it's dangerous!

A few of the immediate escorts lowered the confused Lord, and the rest of them unfolded to attract attention. The opponent ran to the west gate of the arena with a view outside without my involvement.

"Guuuuuu!"

"Whoa!? but guuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Unfortunately, he was on the path of a fierce giant bull, so a soldier who tried to sneak him on a sidestep gets his abdomen pierced by a sharp, hard corner and thrown off with his head shaken.

The soldier crashed from his head to the ground of the arena as the sights of the escorts gathered on a colleague who danced into the sky scattering blood.

While everyone was treading on the tragic sight, Warcraft Heavy Orlock disappeared all over the city... a dark-haired Scarlet-Eyed Oracle emerges from the East Gate to replace him.

Having been able to follow a mutant goblin shaped close to a person and a shallow, black-skinned big man, she walks under a soldier who sank all over the blood, just like the guards around her.

"... it's already too late because there's a lot of bleeding and a broken cervical spine and a broken soul vessel."

"I'm sorry to hear about other personnel."

"Gah, Gilleau dial lasse."

One and one of them meditating in a gradual maple fashion, accompanying her as she sends out the souls of those who die.

Averaldo came running with a bitter look so as to break the temporary silence that resulted from it.

"Oh, I'm sorry to rush you, but let me hire you."

"Without passing the Adventurer Alliance?

"It's an urgent request from the administrator, you don't have to worry about paying. Everybody's gonna be pretty smart."

Municipal leaders listen to the words of their opponents, who are forced to remain calm, and Maple looks at the giant cages that have been opened.

Since it is possible to detect harm to citizens before the warcraft of the cattle that caught the glimpse escapes, it is not stingy (yawning) to help according to the adventurer's duty of effort... confirmation is necessary.

"I'm going to take the offer..."

"I don't mind, I haven't been moving my body lately."

"Gigidora, Deeruz."

"Then follow me from behind."

As soon as she gathers her opinions, she turns to Averald and packs the minimum number of things she needs to check.

After agreeing to crusade the fleeing merchandise in a slight discussion and a reward commensurate with the market price for the large warcraft, the maples returned their heels (bits) and ran out refreshed.

Not long ago... a large white dog sat behaving at the tip of all four limbs in an arms shop in Verona, a city famous for gathering blacksmiths, occasionally gathering the gaze of people passing by.

There is also the figure of a fox pinching a skewer in the meatballs of both hands and wrapping around the meat roasted in a potato sitting position.

"Cure ~ n ♪"

My brother, who wore the skin of someone who gave skewered grilled meat to his exuberant little fox sister, said he was on his way to the store with a childhood acquaintance who turned into a musculoskeletal big man.