I logged in at exactly 6am.
As usual.
Yes, it's fine as usual.
"I have 2 messages from a friend subscriber"
Oh?
Mr. Saki and Mr. Marguerite?
'I've got my protective gear. It made me look pretty barbarian though. I can give it to you in your usual place'
Ho.
The warriors have armor!
Would it be even more defensive if I put a rig on it?
No, the rig is also ant to let it pair with Tigris.
Oops.
What's Mr. Marguerite's?
"Two iolites can be processed. And this, please. I'd like to buy you some amber, but do you still have it?
Oh, did you do this one too?
So, what's an amber buy?
Let's subpoena the literature first and let it cook.
Will Helix also be summoned to leave a message for the rest of the month?
When I went to my usual place, Mr. Saki and Mr. Margrid were waiting for me.
No matter, there's also Mr. Fina.
Rayna is also offering something.
Members like Rick and Immobile are doing some meat in and out of the rear.
I feel cold air.
Definitely.
"Did you notice? You built the ice room."
"Is it a simple refrigerator"
"Yes, we do mature meats elsewhere."
You're doing a lot of things, too, Mr. Fina.
How many players guilds are there, Mr. Fina?
There seem to be a number of players that I don't recognize.
"Well, let's start with this."
It is the clothes that Mr. Saki took out looking heavy.
Armor, not.
It would be more reasonable to wear clothes because they deform softly.
"The material was tailored in an overall-style way with a brown bear fur, Len-Len."
"Overall, is it"
Is that it?
What about the skin of a disease tiger?
Oh, yeah, that was a helmet.
"So, this is the skin helmet made from the skin of a disease tiger."
That's the one who took it out and showed it to me.
It's the tiger skin itself that was rugged in front of the fireplace.
No, the head is proper to the helmet.
[Armor Item: Clothing] Brown Bear Clothing Quality C + Rarity 4
DEF +12 Weight 20 Endurance value 300 Destructive force reduction -2
Cold Resistance +10
Brown bear fur clothing. Heavy but durable and soft.
It also works well to reduce destructive power.
[Armor Item: Belt] Waterball Fox Belt Quality C + Rarity 3
DEF +1 Weight 4 Endurance value 90
Belt made of waterball fox skin. It is light and has a beautiful texture.
[Armor Item: Leather Helmet] Disease Tiger Leather Helmet + Quality C + Rarity 4
DEF +7 WEIGHT 4 DURATION VALUE 180 DESTRUCTION REDUCTION-1
Magic Grant Wind Resistance
Leather helmet processed with the skin of a disease tiger.
It is made from the skin of a disease tiger as it is, a beautiful dish.
"You can think of this as a service."
It was the skin product that was removed.
[Armor Item: Arm Cover] Brown Bear Arm Cover Quality C Rarity 4
DEF +4 WEIGHT 3 DURATION VALUE 120 DESTRUCTION REDUCTION-1
Brown bear skin arm cover.
The skin is thick but not enough to blunt the movement.
[Armor Item: Leg Cover] Brown Bear Leg Cover Quality C Rarity 4
DEF +4 WEIGHT 4 DURATION VALUE 130 DESTRUCTION REDUCTION-1
Leg cover made of brown bear skin.
The skin is thick but not enough to blunt the movement.
Ooh.
A piece of equipment that can be used as a service?
Well, that's fine.
Shall I summon a warrior to equip him?
"Exactly Barbarian!
It's Raina's word that went through.
Totally agree.
You'd be perfect if I let you hold a wooden stick.
Especially the helmet.
The tiger's leather is shaped to cover the back as it is from the shoulder.
Regardless, the only fixed spot is the head.
"This is vicious just because it looks like it."
"You made it, didn't you?
"Yes, but it's more than I imagined, this"
Yes, appearance was also important to the women.
And tough.
Saki, the creator himself, doesn't seem satisfied.
Is that good enough for me?
"See you around, too."
Mr. Malgrid takes out the jewels.
Two iolites.
[Material Item] Iolite Quality C + Rarity 2 Weight 0 +
Also known as Water Sapphire. A herd of blue gems.
The rare value is not so high, but it is known to help with magic activation depending on processing.
It is shaped and polished into an oval polyhedron and embedded in a silver pedestal.
[Custom]
A spell-like 'helix' is engraved on the pedestal.
They're both the same thing.
Though it doesn't seem the same as before.
Nothing seems to be wrong, though?
"So. This is it."
That's what I said and took it out.
Bracelet of blame.
[Decorative Item: Bracelet] Blame Bracelet Quality C + Rarity 3
AP +1 weight 0 + endurance value 150
No Magic Grant Attributes
Jailer's bracelet. Some kind of metal. The properties seem similar to those of copper and silver.
It is said that the fists of the equipped arms will have the power to blame the deceased.
Yeah.
There's nothing strange about this either.
"What do you think would happen if we combined these?
That being said, the aiolite pedestal was incorporated into the bracelet of reproach.
He gave it to me and showed it to me.
[Decorative Item: Bracelet] Blame Bracelet + Quality C + Rarity 3
AP +5 weight 0 + endurance value 150
No Magic Grant Attributes
Jailer's bracelet. Some kind of metal. The properties seem similar to those of copper and silver.
It is said that the fists of the equipped arms will have the power to blame the deceased.
[Custom]
It is reinforced by coupling a pedestal with an embedded iolite.
Is that it?
Enhanced is AP, or better offense?
"It's a strange outfit."
When he said that, he gave it to me when he removed the jewel from his bracelet.
So the same thing happens to the bracelet I'm wearing right now?
Remove the bracelet provided on both arms.
I saw it with an iolite pedestal embedded in both.
[Appraisal] The AP has improved as well when viewed.
When I finished checking, I equipped myself again.
"The jailer's nose ring seems to have a strange personality."
Sounds like it.
"Some of the jailer's nose rings have been brought in from outside of you."
"Looking good to sell?
"Neck's the one who can't take advantage of it unless it's fighting style."
That being said, Mr. Margrid sighed.
Is that so little?
"Yeah, well, I'll buy all the amber."
"Is something wrong?
"It's good for my Rapidary experience."
"Ho."
"It can only be a level 1 item of thunder magic, though. A little, but they're still selling, right?
Yeah, can I sell that one?
But if you're a party that doesn't have thunder magic, you might want it even if it's expensive, right?
When you take out all the amber in your hand, Mr. Fina starts the actuary.
I also decided to give the crest bee needle what I wanted to sell and have it bought away.
In the end, it seems that even if combined with the amount of war ghost gear, it only took a little bit of taking it out.
Well, this is the place.
"By the way, I heard you had an important appointment today, didn't you?
"Huh?"
"I heard you were gonna duel, didn't I?
"Yeah?"
"Are you gonna make the girl cry again?
"No, no, no, no."
"You should definitely fight square and square!
Well, what do you say?
Where'd you get that information from?
"There's already been a lot of rumors, isn't there? Wouldn't it be rude to run away?
Mr. Fina's words stopped.
Is there no more escape route?
Even Hannes brought vegetables, so I didn't forget to hang the Glow Plant on the young tree.
Some more trees are becoming splendid.
It looks like a shitty degree of growth.
Maybe there are more users of wood magic.
When I got back to literature, I was ready to eat.
Already.
I don't know what it tastes like.
It was the sky above.
Yeah, yeah.
I have to summon you.
I'll let the war ghosts and Wen Le return.
Rigs and ninetails, plus let's summon Heather.
It's a mobile formation.
It was also above the sky at the meeting.
I don't know why, I feel like they're watching me.
No, it's not my fault.
They're watching.
I don't know what to report.
"Mr. Keith, may I?
Oh.
I'm here.
Gavi is right in front of you.
Looking sideways, Mr. Fina and the others are paying attention.
"Yeah, go ahead."
"Would the terms of the match be good by default?
"I'll take care of it."
"Copy that. The combat area will be circular or square, do you have any hope?
"I'll take care of that."
"Okay. In circles, then."
Oh.
No more.
There is no escape route.
There were naturally players in the central square of the village attending the meeting.
Doesn't look diminished.
Is this, like, all the galleries?
It's a nasty world.
The information is coming out at some point.
"Player name 'Lydia' has signed up for the match! Do you want to take it?
View Lydia on the front while viewing the Yes or No screen.
Glittering eyes in the back of the helmet are not normal.
Can I go home?
Lydia Lv.12
Sorcerer on standby
I [identified] her.
Level, are you up?
Well, let's just say.
Fine conditions of confrontation flow.
Well, I guess it's the default condition, but it's for confirmation.
The location is this village square.
The battle range is circular, with a radius of 30 m.
HP wins and loses at 90%.
MP usage range up to 90%.
The game lasts 10 minutes.
Determined and performed with HP bar residual ratio.
All sensory settings are 100%.
There are no restrictions on the use of weapons.
Spell use is unlimited.
The use of martial arts is unrestricted.
Recovery items are not allowed.
Match format is one-on-one.
"Ready?
"Anytime."
My main weapon is a scepter.
On his back, he carries two tonfers of blame with a sub.
Well, what happens?
The countdown to the start began.
10 seconds left to start.
Give me a compliment.
She was also gracious again.
What you have in your hand is a bow.
The equipment also looks refreshed with the one from the fighting tournament.
Three seconds left.
Set up the cane in your hand.
Only the first procedure was decided.
The count went to zero and the info flowed.
Battle's on!
"Meditate!"
"Brace!"
"Qi practice!
"Twin Shoots!
Three martial arts, two arrows suddenly fly right after activation in a row.
Preemptive attack using ranges.
I know it's a restraint.
So I was daring to ignore it and assault him.
I didn't hit either of them directly, I just plundered them.
Still somewhat damaged.
How's he doing?
It doesn't move.
I know you're chanting a spell.
Attack posture with arrows on the bow.
Which one's coming?
But my next hand is faster.
Use martial arts.
The problem is scope.
I want to put it a little closer.
An arrow was seen unleashed.
Use martial arts at the same time.
"Spell Vibrate!"
The arrow hits me directly in the shoulder.
The pain also runs, but the reduction in the HP bar is not that great.
There's already a reward for that.
It's a distance from her.
More distance, pack.
Looks like I finally realized the spell wouldn't work.
Keep an arrow on your bow in a hurry.
I slid to its feet.
My posture wasn't good enough.
Still, the foot payment was effective because he also used the cane he had in his hand, right?
Flip your body and let go of the kick on your right foot belly, hooking it to your feet with a cane in your hand.
Naturally, I'm going to fall.
Excellent position to go knee cross stiffening.
But there's a red flag behind my brain.
I shouldn't.
Knee cross, sucks.
In many ways.
The moment cleared up.
The kick is flying in my face.
I ate it in my jaw.
Ouch.
There's no reason it doesn't hurt.
And I was angry with myself.
Seriously, do it.
I also caught my kicked leg in my arm.
Cross her legs.
Right leg up.
I've been kicking you. Left leg down.
Hold her right leg to my left side and secure it.
And my left arm lifts up to hold her left heel.
Let go of the wand and concentrate on your joint moves.
Cross-heel hold.
It's a move that hurts both Achilles tendons at the same time.
Needless to say, it hurts.
She's pretty tolerant.
On the contrary, you're letting go of your bow and holding the knife in its hand?
I feel obsessed.
Flip your body from this side and move into a bellycrawling position with each other.
As it was, I pulled my own legs out, and her legs folded with them crossed.
Keep going to the deformed Indian Death Rock.
I'll pick up the cane too.
There's a knife in her hand, but she pays it off with a cane of blame.
He let me go when I typed him in a few times.
You can't get away with this anymore.
I tapped the leather helmet twice gently and poked the ground next to my head with a cane.
"Enough is enough, my loss"
Copy that.
"Player Lydia has been gibbered up"
Game over! Please stop the fight!
The battle is too late.
Something like it wasn't too bad.
Lydia's face with her leather helmet off is still beautiful.
Are you losing the same amount of risk as before?
Not really.
No, maybe it's like this from time to time.
I don't feel like I have any body.
And you shouldn't look like a woman when you're fully equipped.
Tall.
It's no different from me.
And breasts.
Oops.
I don't want this.
That's a pretty good idea.
How would it have been if they'd just concentrated on bows and arrows from the beginning and kept attacking us?
It was assembled on the assumption that it would be used in conjunction with the spell, so it was possible to create a gap.
What if the bow and arrow were the only ones challenging the battle?
You must have been struggling harder.
The battle field is disarmed.
I could hear the surrounding galleries.
I wonder why, it feels subtle.
Is it because the game time was too short?
The HP bar remained diminished.
However, it is a range that can be fully faster with one potion.
No problem.
But there's another problem.
"Mr. Keith."
"Yes?"
"Keep on standing. It's arr. Can you play against me?
"Huh?"
If you think of someone.
What are you talking about?
"Huh?"
"No, it's a match."
"Huh? Huh?
"To you, me."
"Uh."
Is it a streak?
Well, the game is over.
What about Yoshizo's gear?
The main axe is not a previous gain.
Big deal!
Obviously big.
No, no, no, no!
The armor also remains leather armor, but not a previous one.
I don't seem to have a shield.
Is that a two-handed axe style?
We're finally fucked.
vs. Lv.12
Lamberjack, standing by.
No, no, no.
I was wondering if the level difference would give me a break!
Not very much, but unlikely to win without tangled hands.
I'm a Summoner!
Because even if the Grand is on your head, it's a basic Summoner!
But why does the ambient atmosphere seem to have heated all at once?
The gaze of expectation pierces me.
Shit.
It's no longer an atmosphere I can say no to.
What's the escape route?
No, I don't have a problem with leaving a bad vibe.
I can't help it.
You want to take it?
"Okay. Let's take it."
"Thank you. Would you like to open up some time?
"No, let's get this done early"
Yeah, yeah.
You want to go hunting too, don't you?
"The player's name, Yoshimoto, has signed up for the match! Do you want to take it?
Well, I'll take it.
Strange things were happening in front of me.
A masterpiece placed a large axe in his hand on the ground.
I also place the shield and the hand axe I was carrying on my back on the ground.
Pull out every sheath of knife attached to the waist belt and place it on the ground.
No battle fields have been deployed yet.
Surprising voices mix in with the cheers around me.
This is a sign of intent to do it with your bare hands, right?
Battle starts in a few seconds.
My prize is a scepter. [M]
I let go.
Remove the back tonfer as well and place it on the ground.
I know it's provocation.
But the interest was stronger.
Each other, bare hands.
Blood was raging about being challenged to fight from the beginning.
The battle for the martial arts tournament was settled by judgment.
It is true that judgment remains difficult for us to agree with each other.
But I'm not interested.
What kind of battle would that be?
Mutual thanks.
And the count goes to zero.
Battle's on!
Walk over to the middle of the battlefield and stand with each other.
But in the meantime, and afterwards, nothing happens.
Martial arts?
We haven't used each other yet.
A spell?
We don't use each other.
Gradually pack the time so as to ascertain the will.
No martial arts, no spells.
I thought if I was going to use it, I would use it.
Apparently, he wants to fight while he's still vegan.
This.
Can't I use it first, even if it's mean?
Martial arts too.
And the spell.
Not even a weapon.
That sucks.
I didn't expect to be challenged in this way.
A different feeling springs up than before.
Each other, it moved.
Keep your hips slightly lower.
That was the signal for the real start of the fight.
At first, it was supposed to look good.
Are you sure you don't want to use martial arts?
Any spells?
What about the weapons?
There was no sign of using it.
If you look at the green marker, you can see that the effect of the spell has not been added.
"Chip!"
"Shh!"
Short but sharp and leaking out of your mouth, sound.
Of the mood of rips, sound.
And slap each other, sound.
That's all I hear right now.
HP bars are diminishing.
I have more trouble with it.
But the HP bar, which decreases by one shot, is obviously bigger on me.
It looks like this.
There's no blow or kick in it like a core goes through each other.
When I look at the motion of the masterpiece, I can tell.
They're after an opportunity to catch me.
Definitely.
I didn't hold my fist.
And what's with the light traction jab being so damaging?
As it is, it is unfavourable.
Trap.
Obviously, trap.
Still, I just have to step into my nostalgia.
"Huh!"
"Huh!"
I can't even afford to just poke a void.
I jumped in the moment I ducked.
On the body, one straight right protrusion.
Direct hit.
But the wrist gets grabbed.
As it is, the masterpiece flips your body and drops your hips.
The right hand of the masterpiece was plugged in to lift my left side.
I get it.
I can see the right leg of the masterpiece stretching out at the edge of the field of view.
Next moment.
I was being slapped to the ground.
"Guh!?
What's the damage?
What's that?
You lost your body?
What's coming next?
I'm confused, but it's good to have legs in front of me.
To get my ankle.
I can't go.
My right arm stayed grabbed and wasn't let go.
The upper body of the masterpiece.
Come to me.
Are you coming?
Stiffening?
Jump up the leg reflexively and hook it up to the neck of the masterpiece.
It would be great if they strangled me at the counter.
If you can go arm pulling even if you don't, you're next best.
At worst, I wish I could escape the hardening.
I mow my neck forcefully, ignoring the right arm that was being captured.
I know what will happen.
I could mow my neck, but I can't get it to lock.
Twist your body and get out of the stiffening.
No.
The masterpiece is also about to enter the next move with his free right hand.
Hold my right leg as I mow my neck.
Your ankle, trying to be extreme?
Soon my right hand was released.
A good opportunity?
No, the next crisis is imminent.
The masterpiece was based on judo.
There is no leg movement in Judo.
It is an anomaly.
But if it was an irregular move, it was.
Even the suppression earlier is a clear contradiction to the use of a short knife or a blow with a fist.
Because it's valid.
Effective, effective, moves after a certain amount of time in suppression, has one bottle and a point.
Because giving them that much time means taking that much risk.
In 30 seconds, he would have been slashed in the throat with a short knife.
Kick the back of the masterpiece coming to the ankle joint with your left foot and pull out your right foot.
Escape.
And jujitsu standing.
From what I can see, Yoshimoto also stands jujitsu.
The current offense was entirely at the pace of giving.
No, my assumption that my opponent is going to fight on a judo basis led me to make a mistake.
A little, it came to my head.
What are you doing, me!
Now I'm gonna set you up.
Don't you have to cover your own mistakes?
"Huh!"
"Huh!"
My aim next time is my arm. [M]
Organize like judo.
Is that why?
Pull in the left arm of the masterpiece at once and arm back.
It takes a hand on my left shoulder. [M]
I can't flip my body.
But I knew that from the beginning.
Reverse rotation.
Migrate to small handouts.
I'm not sure I can take him down with my arm alone, so I held my elbow down with my left hand and threw it.
No, I said I fell.
That's enough.
The aim is arm frustration and crucifixion.
Extreme, the moment I thought.
I saw both arms of the masterpiece locked.
That's right.
It's also a well-used joint technique in judo.
Is it also natural to be good at defense?
"Nmuh!?
"Chip!"
I wondered if I could help.
My body is floating.
What power.
And I was stuck in distress.
To the ground, to be dropped?
Remove the moves first, then reverse, to jujitsu standing.
A kick was flying from the masterpiece shortly afterwards.
Manage to drop your hips and block.
Did you kick my ass?
It's like the first time I've eaten it today.
But was the current offense profitable this way?
Residual HP bars are back to each other.
They were about 40% shredded from each other.
I can see eyes behind the leather helmet.
There is no surprising color.
There is no color of anger either.
It was just open to view.
And the ends of his lips were caught slightly.
Are you having fun?
I see.
Me, too, I'm sure I enjoy it.
It hurts.
There is damage to each other.
But we stepped into each other.
My fist.
The kick.
Even the head poke flies.
I have also used standing joints.
On the contrary, I go extremely wrist, but I don't mind being hit with a throw.
I aim for the ankle joint.
Rewards for sleeping moves again where I fell.
Stand and distance one another.
That's right.
Inside, there's no determinant.
I'm more aggressive.
I was confident there.
But you really lose power.
The physique also varies greatly.
Sleeping moves work plain too, but throwing is dangerous no matter what.
It's hard just to get out of there because it gets on top at the same time you get slapped on the ground.
But that doesn't keep the fight going.
We made mistakes with each other.
Mistakes in the masterpiece.
I was about to turn to the side and let go of my sidekick.
My mistake.
He didn't try to kick that side kick, he jumped and went for a kick.
The flying kick was a direct hit.
And at the tip of my leg.
But at that price, I had been caught by the masterpiece.
Being caught, being slapped to the ground.
The shock was not half.
It's only natural because it was for each body.
The shock delayed the response.
Containment is coming.
But I'm not coming.
The consciousness of the masterpiece seems to be flying.
"Player Yoshimoto is no longer able to continue fighting."
Game over! Please stop the fight!
I won.
Sure, I'm winning.
The difference between HP bars is obvious.
I only have about 20% left.
30% of the work remains.
MP bars remain at the start of battle with each other.
Until the end, I didn't use martial arts, spells, or even weapons.
But there's something I'm not convinced of.
A flying kick.
Um, it's not something I let go because I thought it would hit me!
It's like releasing it to the cod in the middle of nowhere.
I won't say no to what I'm after.
The battle field is disarmed.
I saw several players rushing to the masterpiece at the same time.
"[Strike] has been leveled in the current battle victory!
"[Kick] has leveled up in the current battle victory!
"[Received] has leveled up in the current battle victory!
Wow.
It's going up a lot.
"That was a good game!
"Good luck"
There was Raina and Mr. Marguerite behind me.
When.
Mr. Fina also hangs his hand on my shoulder.
"Keep it up. We'll take care of it."
"Is that okay?
"Wouldn't it be nice to have a tournament fee?
I hear a spell chant from them.
Three healing spells seem to have brought my HP bar to full speed.
What's the score?
It looks like consciousness has already recovered.
He walks toward me.
I'm sure of the footprint.
"It was a complete defeat"
"No, the last kick was a coincidence, wasn't it?
"Losing is losing."
Shake hands with each other.
I didn't need any more.
Strong.
No, I'm also scared.
The moves were widening.
Besides, his level is definitely lower than mine.
Can we talk in the same row?
Plus, there's a difference in equipment.
Bracelet of blame.
Plus, the foot rings of blame.
What if this isn't there?
Maybe the result was the other way around.
In the first place, what if we were fighting equipped with our original gains?
Conclusion.
Lamberjack, don't be afraid.
Masterpiece, don't be afraid.
Nor do I deserve to change this style of combat.
But clearly there are weaknesses.
It would be rewarding to recognise it.
Let's think so.