Wolf Barrel 5.56

Her name is Lucca Francoise.

He seems to be a hero of a town with all sorts of anecdotes, with the title of Hercules.

I don't know if it's true or false because it's something I've talked about.

However, I soon found out that this blonde was a very dangerous person.

The story goes back before the scratch.

"Uh... is it Hercules?

Twisting her neck to a word she was unfamiliar with, she snorted "hunch" once and approached a single tree growing away. It's a fine tree about 30 meters high.

She stood abruptly in front of the tree and wondered if her hips had fallen, the next moment a glimmer of light emanated from its body. He exhaled the broadsword he was lowering to his waist with a single breath, waving it backwards.

At least 3 m wide, on a trunk, the light muscle runs diagonally.

Jagnoo! I've never heard of a vicious cutting.

The sword waved at a tremendous speed, creating a strong airflow and gushing winds pounding and pulling out the growing grass.

And Oki split up and down.

The roots support the bottom, but not the top. What happened was that the top half slowly slipped off and eventually the pointed tip pierced the ground with Dosun. The shock raised the dust in circles and the hem of her skirt snapped.

When my vision cleared, there was a new tree growing a little shortened.

……

In such a distant sight, I forgot to breathe, and stood still.

I've seen living slaughter raw.... but I've never seen a dozen tons of Oki spat like a sponge or anything.

Honestly, I was underestimating this world.

A bunch of sailcarriages. And as much robbery as you just did. Neither of them could do anything but "real-world scope". I can't lift a boulder with one hand or build a crater on the ground. My body is just big. Somewhere in my mind he insulted me to this extent even when I said fantasy.

The perception was slashed with that Oki.

What has happened in front of me now completely outweighs my intelligence.

I can also snort that the robber escaped at first sight.

Anyway, I guess she's a monster in the shape of someone called Hercules.

The blonde swordsman, who showed off his shred of pruning, has turned his back on what he just said. Apparently, he's urging my thoughts. [M]

What am I going to do? What am I supposed to say at a time like this?

I panicked.

"Oh, you know, I feel sensual about shrinking back lengths while I dare to keep my original shape."

I don't know if you're shooting at me. I said something.... 'Cause you can't help it! You can't say in front of yourself that it's "nasty" through awesome.

My words came to mind, but apparently they were in her favor.

"Hum, what the hell, you look like a bowfra, you have a pretty good aesthetic taste. Fine, I'll make you call me Master Lucca specifically. Be honored."

You said the thankful words in such a tone as to throw them away from 3,000 m above.

And the demand to give me the money was rounded up by Lucca's generous willingness to offer half of his prey as a gratuity.

Does that mean it fits?

I don't care anymore.

As soon as I wanted to be free of this monster, I was forced to convince myself.

So, what is Lucca doing now?

"So my sword glistened and bounced off the troll's neck"

At some point, I climbed to the highest point of the rock, and I, the descending people, was told the most powerful legend of the thankful Lucca.

Content? Of course I didn't ask.

Occasionally there are times when the story is interrupted, so when I clap in conjunction with that time, Lucca on the rock gets in a good mood and waves the hot valve again. He's like a rock flower.

Inspiring when we met?

I threw it away with the rabbit carcass.

So, when I said what I was doing now, I was resuming the demolition work.

Block lifetime unused information coming in from your ears, while immersing yourself in the work unconsciously. Difficult demolition work has also been gradually getting the hang of it as we do the numbers. This minute, it'll all be over in an hour.

Lucca's voice pours relentlessly when she sweats on her forehead and tries so hard to tell me, "How long have you been doing Chintara, the sun won't go down?"

"Uh, hey, that's trojan. This is why the bottom people... Hey, you, what are you doing!

"What?"

Stop working hands and raise your face. Did I do something?

Master Lucca jumped all at once from the top of the rock, which was about 10 m long, and when he showed off a stunning landing that didn't make him feel the weight, he teased his shoulders and came here. And

"'Huh? It's not like that, idiot! You didn't even cut that cartilage, you idiot! Then the value drops all at once, idiot. I don't even know that, idiot!!

"... excuse me"

"I'm sorry, you idiot!

Having already been told about three years worth of idiots since I met her, I wasn't even willing to be angry at this story because my emotions had been paralyzed.

Still excited, I look at Lucca on my ass. [M]

Sure, she's right, the cutting surface is scraping soft bones.

I didn't know this would lower the purchase price.

Does that mean you have to spoon decide where your skull and ears are stuck instead of cutting your ears off horizontally?

Oh, I see. I cut every cartilage, so it was hard to cut.

One person was convinced that Lucca had taken the knife from my hand.

"Enough, I'll do it, you hunt even Rabbit Claw."

……

I nodded silently. If you can do it, you can do it from the start, I'm not saying. Because of that one word, I'm sorry I could be forced to shrink my height like Oki did earlier.

Swallow the words that went out.

"Good thing Bottom People. To get at least two by the time I finish the work. Otherwise I won't forgive you."

With Lucca's heartwarming words, I followed the scene.

Even now, I'm a bottom-line citizen.

- And an hour later.

By the time Master Lucca had finished his work, he had been able to capture three prey.

In response to that hard work, Master Lucca said,

"Ha ha, well, it's a hassle twice."

And so it happened.

……

What am I supposed to do?

This was my first encounter with Mr. Lucca.