Let's keep watching the game.
But unlike before, my surroundings are gorgeous.
There are 6 female players.
But I have no moisture.
Summoning monsters can only be loved while watching games.
Fairy heather, red fox ninetail, lion rave.
It is the food of the women.
Adele and Irina are also switching their Summoning Monster formations.
Already.
Only the corner where we are, the air is different.
Well, what choice do I have?
But, well, what.
Mr. Marguerite, that sounds like a lion's favorite.
He enjoys watching the game while loving my Rave with one hand and Adele Nora-chan with the other.
No.
Are you sure you enjoy the game?
On Rayna's lap, Ninetail is asleep.
Completely, asleep.
Sleeping.
There, I want you to take my place, Death.
Oops.
It's a game, a game.
From the seats we took, we can see both sides B and D of the temporary match area.
It's a privileged position.
The distance is close enough, then we can see the battle.
Perfectly close, huh?
All of the games were enjoyed emptying their heads.
That's why some teams get hooked on memory.
It also means it attracts particular interest.
Everyone is manoeuvrability focused fast-track.
Three fighters, one hunter, and a treasure hunter in an elf-source salad.
This was brilliant.
Everybody moves like a bachelor.
Whatever you say, I like one of the fighters and a treasure hunter.
They're both fighting style.
I had a hard time crushing the other team's avant-garde.
I liked the process of fighting fighters claiming one of the guards.
Use both blow and kick.
I also used the throw.
And you think you'll use it as a shield to the avant-garde with your neck strangled?
I prefer it.
Elf-sourcers also use their mobility to survive to the end.
As martial arts staggered each other, it could be said that spell support was accurate.
I almost ran out of my own HP bar though!
And there are teams that I have to pay attention to.
"Dongyun, hang in there!
"Mr. Hannes, Fighto!
Raina and Helga's voices fly.
That's right.
It is the advent of a team that can be called the Wind Spirit Village and Production Job Selection.
???? Lv.13
Lamberjack, standing by.
???? Lv.13
Stone Cutter Waiting
???? Lv.11
Blacksmith, standing by.
???? Lv.11
Farmer Waiting
???? Lv.11
Ceramic Worker Waiting
???? Lv.11
Alchemist standing by.
There are members who know their names.
Mr. Lamberjack.
Dwarf's East Cloud at Stonecutter.
Farmer's Hannes.
Everybody, I can tell because I saw your face.
I remember seeing three people whose names I don't know.
"Production job selection team, is it?
"Yes. I was named in the rear guard, too, but this time I pass. The whole pain is just as tight."
That's what Mr. Marguerite says sitting in front of me.
Margrid Lv.12
Lapidary standing by.
Indeed, Mr. Malgrid has reached quite a level after trying to [identify] him.
That's great.
The surrounding cheers are also distinctly different.
The Featured Team is different.
The game was settled quickly.
The other person is never weak.
Everybody, it was level 12.
Their team tactics were simple.
Force push.
That's all.
Moreover, the anomalous configuration of four avant-gardes and two rear-guards.
The masterpiece and the eastern clouds challenged directly from the front, and Blacksmith and Hannes were playing on both wings of it.
It naturally didn't stop the advance while eating many shots of the attack before it was semi-surrounded.
There were also dirt walls built with spells, but with force moves I smash them down and move on.
The opponent's avant-garde is three.
Besides, the two men must have been quite heavily equipped.
Chewed up, the expression would have been appropriate.
They blew every shield on both axes and the hammer, didn't they?
What's that?
The avant-garde silences without the need for a double-wing assault.
Oh, my God.
Simple and lucid.
So brilliant.
Even the other team didn't do anything.
Two central avant-gardes ravaged the outfit with power alone.
"Hey, Keith."
"What is it, Mr. Marguerite?"
"What would you do with them?
"Nothing. Hit it as usual and smash it."
"That's too masculine again."
"Yeah. I don't think we can afford to do anything about each other."
"Really?"
"I think so."
I can't help it.
To be honest, yes.
The problem is not just the masterpiece.
I can see that Dongyun, who develops battles side by side next door, is no less of a threat than a masterpiece.
There is no room to think.
Honestly, I don't think there's anything other than trying to bump it from the front.
A team composed of two Summoners and four Summoning Monsters also appeared.
I saw your face yesterday, didn't I?
It is a tactic of lining the avant-garde with wood golems and big clubs and resisting wear and tear with Tiger and Wolf.
Unfortunately, defeat.
It always hurt that Wood Golem has been at a disadvantage since he sank in the other team's intensive fire.
Crab fought a good fight to the end, didn't he?
"What is the cause of defeat in the current battle?
It was Irina's question next to mine to the right.
Well, of course there is.
"Even if I can support you with a spell, I'll be squeezed into two guards. It's only natural that the reinforcing spells have bad minutes."
"I think he was harnessing the characteristics of the Wall's Summoning Monster."
"Right. The other team was all over level 10, and I think it was a big fight, huh?
"Didn't you have a hand on the way?
"If I had defeated one of the avant-gardes first, it would have been different."
That's right.
There was an opportunity on the way.
The avant-garde had reduced the HP bar until it was close to leaving the front.
The rear guard's recovery spell is in time.
"Maybe it's important to look at the situation calmly?
"Indeed."
Irina also thinks about it.
Yes, that would be a common challenge for everyone who teams up in the Summoner.
Anyway, I can tell you.
The second round continues.
It's just a good match.
Every game, it's funny.
It's also interesting to say that personal battles are different from what they look like.
About two games, I saw a team battle with Bird in the rear guard.
A team that tries to consolidate Bird's defenses to maximize the effects of HP damage with curses and curses.
On the other hand, a team that limits Bird's support only to improving their offense, setting up a quick offense.
Interesting how you think the opposite is true, too.
The Spirit sees it well.
This is the hard part again.
The Spirit doesn't seem to be able to manifest itself for a long time.
That's why many of the other teams made the choice to endure until they were gone.
Sometimes it falls in the right direction, sometimes it falls in the wrong direction.
Is that the right thing to do?
I don't know.
I went first to take him down.
No matter, some teams tried to take him down first, just like me.
But it needs spell support, and even if it's an attack spell, it needs to be tapped into several times.
It's a mess.
But the odds of winning a team using the Spirit don't look that high.
Sounds like it's hard to use.
It would be tragic to end up without getting one player's share of activity.
The judgment of the elf is questioned only if the Spirit has that much ability.
Interesting.
That's more interesting than that.
I have something else in my brain that I would normally have enjoyed.
What are we gonna do?
What would I do?
The answer always leans forward, but it does.
It was before 3pm that WWII was all over.
Sometimes the game progressed as quickly as possible.
"Ah, I enjoyed it!
"I knew it wasn't like a personal battle."
Perceptions will generally be aggregated to that point.
As you know beforehand, the meaning will be different when you see it.
Specific comparisons can be made.
Yeah.
Isn't that a good thing?
Perhaps what the operation is planning is also an out-of-the-box simple one.
"Then we're here!
"Good luck"
I wonder why.
I think Adele and Irina are blocking my sides.
Mr. Marguerite, the line was to be broken up outside the temporary matchroom.
Hey.
What are you talking about?
Well, I get it.
"I mean, you still have it today, don't you?
"Huh? Huh?
"Uh, actually"
"I'm free anyway, and that's good."
Hmm.
I guess that's the place.
Well, I was expecting you, and I don't think that's a bad idea, huh?
But something unexpected happened.
There have been more participants since yesterday.
Today's rally became an anomaly from the beginning.
I deploy an instant portal where participating members gather.
We're having an exchange and dinner party.
Naturally, the best thing to do is to be able to log out.
You don't have to ask Remut for the lodging.
"The size is limited! Refrain from using Match Mode!
That's right.
The size of the instant portal makes it easier to get into the football field.
It's easy to deploy the game mode in it.
There are so many people there.
No, there are many summoning monsters.
What is it, you chaos?
Sounds like a fun zoo.
Maybe before the dinner party starts.
Although the popular summoning monsters from the women are the same as yesterday.
There was a presence that called for a bigger topic.
"It's an Elf Summoner and a Hyodle."
That's right.
The elf was pitiful.
But boy.
The elf was small.
He must be a man.
The elf was beautifully shaped.
Well, it's an elf.
Looks like he hasn't competed in the tournament yet at level 4, but is he here to take part in the off-duty meeting?
"Or cute"
"Right? Why don't you call me sister?
"I can do this."
This is what the surrounding voices look like.
Run.
Mr. Hyodle, run!
The men's heartfelt voices didn't seem to make sense.
Your sisters are catching me.
I'm sorry.
We can't go to the rescue.
I'm not sure about that.
He said he was here the first day, but he wasn't there yesterday, was he?
It stands out.
It's stubborn.
More popular than summoning monsters?
Besides, there is something that takes away the minds of the men.
Mermaid.
Plus, it's been four more since yesterday.
All I can say is that that poor figure will be healed.
The edge of the instant portal was good to have reached the river.
A corner of it is populated by male Summoners.
No, you can have all four personalities.
Attractive to each one of us.
Especially with the chest.
You look shy.
A little angry. With the look on your face?
"You sick bastards!
This flower who turned me into a female summoner and showed off her mermaid yesterday is angry.
Some people react to that anger.
That sucks.
Isn't there some real pervert mixed up?
"Everybody! We've got a mess!
They were helping both Adele and Irina cook today.
I handed it out to the players.
No.
The Summoning Monsters are running around.
Today it is becoming the main thing not to show off to each other, but to nadenade the child of mutual preference.
You all right, buddy?
Well, I guess it's okay.
What face am I summoning?
Greywolf's Wolf, Fairy's Heather, Red Fox Ninetail and Tiger's Tigris.
And a lion's rave.
Obviously, being nadenaded is a presupposed member and fixed.
Well, that's fine.
Some of them have logged out and then come back to participate.
This is bad.
It's gonna be Night Castle, right?
I also use Irina's togro as a pillow to watch this frenzied feast.
Topic about the tournament?
What is it, that?
Hyodor-kun was asking me questions, but my sisters had abducted me in no time.
I'm sorry.
I can't help you.
I'm sorry.
"I thought this was gonna be a rally."
"This is what's gonna happen."
"It was more than I imagined."
"Wouldn't you have imagined if you'd been looking at Adele?
Irina has a look on her face.
You don't make a big difference, do you?
I just want to show you how I feel when I love Heather and Mullet from Fairy.
Speaking of which, it looks like there's a couple more fairies, too, hi.
You're still popular.
The Red Fox Legion rushes around in front of you.
A legion of wolves chasing after it.
Smiling?
No, I have a little headache.
"Speaking of which, who went on to qualifying round three?
That's right.
There are only three teams among the members gathered here.
Less?
How many Summoners are there?
"You've got two more teams working with each other that couldn't make it today."
"I knew you'd lose it."
"Is this 32 teams in the main race? As Summoner goes, I hope we can make another team qualifying break."
Wait.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Am I supposed to be in a definitive frame?
You see a pretty strong team, too?
The time has already passed 9pm.
The welcome is becoming an atmosphere for the second and third meetings.
I know the conversation is playing because there are always friendly people.
I don't know if I'm gonna stay up too late.
"It's time to open up!
One tightening was carried out by decree of Spring Vegetables.
But sort of what.
How can it be so exciting without alcohol in it?
"Then I guess I'll log out too."
"Mr. Keith."
"Yeah?"
"Not even tomorrow morning."
"Match?"
Adele and Irina are in shape.
Hmm.
Actually, I had another idea about Jericho.
It's not like I'm confident it's going to work.
You wanted someone if you could, didn't you?
"I'd like you to deal with him a few times."
"I knew it!"
"I'd like some more handouts."
"Oh?
What are you sweetening.
But, you know what?
It could be a good try.
"Well, that's okay"
"It helps."
Hmm.
Well, even if it's me, it means more to be able to secure an opponent.
Please.