Yakudatazu Skill ni Jinsei o Sosogikomi 25-nen, Imasara Saikyou no Boukentan Midori Kashi no Akira

Okay, look at that.

Sora looked seriously at Thor, who began to step in front of a few steps of the tree, with a cane a little further away.

Already the wooden sword has been removed from the sword belt and gripped in Tor's right hand.

Keep your arms down tight and your powers aren't biased anywhere.

It's like walking around the city.

Most of all this is in the woods, and there are no waves of people going anywhere.

All there is is is the sound of the wind slipping through the branches and the sound of the leaking sun treading on the undergrowth.

At ease, the tip of the sword swayed.

Loosen up every step of the way.

The tip of the sword that was coming back and forth moves to draw a circle gradually.

Whirling.

That was sudden.

Sola, who was distracted by the movement of the wooden sword, misses that moment.

Something was jumping up to Tor's leg when I noticed it.

It's a brown hunk that has as many heads as people do.

At the foot of Tor, there's a big hole at some point.

That mass that emerged from beneath the ground approached Thor's chest with terrible momentum.

Sola barely saw that the area in front of the mass was sharp and pointy.

Stab me if I stay like this...

A girl who accidentally gripped the wand hard, but realized she was unnecessarily worried at the next moment.

Thor's body retreated without sound, vividly raiding from directly below.

The swinging arm becomes like a munch, and the wooden sword hits the tip of the chunk once in a while.

It was as if the movement of pulling the body and the movement of cutting up the sword were connected by an invisible thread.

The sword pointing to heaven was swung down by cutting the sky in a curly manner.

Go on. Again, the sword roars up and down.

Thor was pounding in four sword strikes, half a step, while he pulled himself back.

You can't even flaunt it in the air, and the brown chunks are sprinkled with dirt and sand.

The creature, hitting the ground as it was, twisted his neck and turned his face to Thor.

Slow body with unusually large, long nails on the forelegs.

The whole body was covered in dark brown hair and the details were not clear, but the pointy corner-like areas popped out of his face were noticeable.

And one more thing.

From both eyes of the monster, red blood was pouring out as hard as tears.

The beast, which shouted sharply as it exhaled, happened to dig up the soil with long nails and disappear into the ground.

The toll you see shifts your standing position by a few steps and starts to step again.

"I'll be back, watch."

"Amazing, Tor. I've hit you three times! Wow!"

With a glimpse of excitement into Sola, Thor continues in a blurry tone.

"You've been watching me a lot. If you think you can go next, do it."

"Yes."

Almost at the same time as the reply, also the soil at Thor's feet thrives.

Now Sola, who was firmly focused, does not miss the movement and opens her eyes.

The soiled monster jumped out of the ground with tremendous momentum and was again challenged to Thor.

The girl's eyeballs recognize the series of movements by cutting each space around her.

-.

The shock that was supposed to be born changed direction and was returned to its owner.

The tip of the earthy mass suddenly distorts heavily in the air with nothing, along with the sound of a gushing shake.

Thor, who was waiting there, sharply cut him with a wooden sword that he had re-gripped in both hands.

The skull is shattered and white pieces mixed with blood are scattered across the universe.

The monster, who had his brain slapped and cracked, stopped moving as it fell to the ground and bounced.

"Yay, Tor, wow!

Trying to rush over, Sola raised her voice unexpectedly to Thor's appearance.

It was funny at close range and I was exposed to brains and blood, so I can say I had no choice.

Thor grabbed and lifted the back leg of the prey he had just finished while erasing traces of the battle from his clothes at < restore >.

"This is the horn mole?

"Oh, that's a little too much"

"Really?

"The corners are gone."

The face of the monster, returned to itself the momentum of the progression, was stunningly recessed inward.

Because of this, the corner tip of my nose is crushed without a trace.

The majority of the adventurer's income is from monster crusades.

Without proof of defeat, however, you will not receive it.

We need to bring back the parts that have been set for it.

"... I'm sorry, Tor"

"No, I can handle it"

Thor touches the head of the monster, remembering that he could return the mucus from the spilled slime to the shell.

The body of the angular mole in the suspended state was returning to a scratchless body shortly after blinking.

Sora rushes to grab Thor's clothes sleeve as if she were still moving.

"Yes, you brought him back to life?

"I can't do that. Because souls are the domain of the gods of Genesis. All I can do is leave the body in the same condition as it was before."

It can only be applied to the most defeated monsters in battle, and does not appear to be eligible for natural death, etc.

I tried it secretly later, but it was also impossible to return the monster itself before it mutated in disgust.

This would be because it is the power of the exterminating god that was exercised during monstrosity.

Cut off the corners of the regrown mole with a knife for disassembly.

Just < restore > and cut in a deeper position next time.

Around the third time, Sola came looking at me.

"Tor, aren't you cheating?

"Just a quick confirmation. Plus, we've got more families, and we need to get a little more fruitful. It's okay, I'll do it to the point where I'm suspicious."

"Oh, yeah. Um, can't we usually take down monsters and go around?

Unable to hide the grin that comes to mind in the word family, Sola snapped her neck.

"There are more horn moles in these woods if you can find one an hour."

"Yes! That little?

"It's right next to the city. This place is weak, and above all, it has many peers."

If you ask me, I was just a stranger to strangers earlier.

Approximately the convincing girl, Thor ties her legs behind a corner mole with hemp rope that drops her neck, hangs her from a tree and begins to drain blood.

"Wow, nails, they're so big"

Sora, peering in from the side, raised an intriguing voice.

"Now we dig into the ground and move."

"Oh, so around here, it's bumpy"

Sora points out that she notices the soil around her roots is thriving.

"These guys live by the trees, and as they approach, they hear footsteps and attack them. Stay away from trees with rough roots."

To Thor's words, Sora tugs her face back.

"Oh, because monsters have a territory. If there's one, don't worry, there's no one else nearby. And the horn mole has slow feet. The first time, the second you run, you'll get away with it."

"It's nasty to avoid that first"

Thor punches Sola in the chest with a sinister face.

"You're a heartbeat for that. The mole comes around the heart, so it's a pretty easy opponent."

"It is. I was surprised how fast Tor moved earlier."

"Oh, I've kept my body everywhere. Just get used to it and you'll be able to move more."

"So today, I was touching you all over my body."

"... you're looking really, really closely"

"Well, I'll take a good look. Thor, you're so cool."

Thor was thinking something completely different, staring at Sora, who made her fall in love with him.

Earlier fights, just once I saw it, Sola let me try to adapt it light.

Though it took me three minutes to finish where it would take me twenty minutes if it was just Thor.

Though I grew up in the country, I shouldn't have had that much vision in my previous Sola.

Is dying affecting, or does it have to do with being < stagnant > all the time?

Thor, concerned, gently reached over Sora's shoulder.

Conscious as it is around the girl's head, a bright white trunk emerges.

The skilled tree of Peeping Sola was as straight as a pillar unlike that of a spiralling Tor.

Still short, the < inverted > branches are also stretched horizontally.

Below the trunk, Thor found a little white fruit that fluttered slightly.

As soon as I realized, the letters flowed into my brain.

- Understand the subject's space in detail.

Active: Automatic/Effective: Small/Range: Visual

Apparently the spatial version of Tor's.

I can't tell the difference between the root properties that are born from the position or the trunk and fruit properties that are obtained by knocking down a special monster.

As I touched it as I thought, Sola's entire skill tree blew out oddly.

Tor is once again convinced of his < restore > bottomlessness in that view he has seen before.

"What did you do? Thor."

"No, never mind"

Tor took his hand off his shoulder as if nothing had happened to Sora's words, who was holding his eyes and uplifting his cheeks.

Keep it up, now touch your right wrist.

When I cut it into a corner mole, it didn't produce more than I thought, so when I was twenty-five, I would < restore > it again.

By the time I was twenty, I had muscle tone, but it seemed to put too much force into it.

My eighteen-year-old hips are doing well as others, but this one is too light and I have a hard time moving too much.

I think I'll let him get about five years old and give him more weight.

This is how we try and adjust the time when the muscles and experience weave exquisitely, site by site.

Hopefully, Thor's body should be able to move beyond the full season.

Thor shrugged bossly as he checked his body, which was unlikely to be lighter.

"... this is faster than I thought, looks like we could go to the back of the woods"