Late at night.

Two shadows broke out of one of the tents, tired of noise and quiet.

The shadows cross the dirt as they are and walk quietly out of the grass of the absorbent grass.

To some extent, as he advanced to a distance, he suddenly stopped and one of the shadows activated the magic moves.

The Cuiyu twins, who made sure there were no trackers, nodded without speaking and now called in the wind.

Tapa and Tari, pushed back by the chase wind, ran through the earths of the stars and happened to reach their destination.

Tari, approaching the leaking roundabout of lights, swayed quietly to avoid ringing the bell that was lowering.

A vibration of air is produced without pretensions and sounds.

That was also a signal only known to the species with wings on their heads.

After a while, a small sound of the door cannula coming off sounded.

The twins, who push in, make sure there's only one inside, then walk over to the reception.

And he threw the blue shard in his hand at the person he had invited in.

"... what do you mean, Lisi"

"... why are you imitating this?

A piece of that demonic crystal stone was something the twins found in the river plains and secretly picked up after the noise of day.

The youngest child, who divides the outpost, answers the inquiry of the brothers, who decides that he is the culprit who has brought in the evil spirit of red water, exhaling small.

"Oh, that's a rare item. Unfortunately, this is not the only way to buy it."

"... don't blur. That river plain is our constant watch."

"... without anyone noticing, it's about you who can put this down"

Lisi shrugged her shoulders deliberately at the gaze of Tapa and Tari as she shot through.

And don't be evil, admit the crime lightly.

"This was pretty expensive. I was hoping, but no harvest?"

"... you've changed"

"… such as trying to kill people in peace"

"No, it's just a warning. As a result, there may be a sad incident, but if you fight and die, it's what the adventurer wants."

The twins, peering into his brother's eyes, are convinced that's the word from the heart.

At the same time I felt profoundly saddened by the dangerous glow that dwelt behind its eyes.

The two snorted, saying another word to the flesh parents who shared the blood.

"... I'm not willing to cooperate any more"

"... the next time something similar happens, we'll bring it to the Temple of Court"

"Is that okay? Even against my parents."

"... I have already abandoned the name of the Shenzhui family"

"... you can do whatever you want. We're just Tapa and Tari now."

The twins, turning back on their heels, disappeared into the darkness of night when they pulled the door without making a sound.

After the signs had completely disappeared, Lisi slammed the cobwebs hard to the counter while holding the pieces of rain crystal stone.

Lisi is a former Red Iron Adventurer (E-rank).

I came to this borderline a few years ago to admire my talented brothers on the same path.

But waiting for a boy full of hope was the sad fact of his limitations.

The only magical moves that Lisi has been given are branches that hide their appearance and are no longer distracted by monsters.

But a boy with a fast head spin takes the opposite position in leading a party in roles such as scouts and accidents.

But it was also until it came to this river of bloodshed.

There were no signs of change at all in Lisi's wind tree as his allies gradually gained strength through the battle against dangerous monsters.

We layered the levels of the branches as we prayed every time, but there was no indication that other branch skills would bud, and eventually only one lower branch reached its limit in the seventh stage.

It was at the same time indicating the end of Lisi's adventure.

No matter how useless, such as an adventurer who has no choice but to hide himself.

The boy, told so by his trusted companion, retired the adventurer with deep disappointment.

Fortunately, he had a good character per capita, so the staff life of Lisi's Adventurers Bureau began to go smoothly.

After a good promotion, the Cuiyu youth eventually takes up the position of an outpost in the Bloodshed River hunting ground that betrayed them.

So Lisi became the feather of being asked the fact that her former companions, who had travelled this river and moved on, had been lightly dismissed.

At the end of the young man's journey to leave himself to his talents, Lisi remembered his endless voidness.

I am furthermore furiously angry at the act of throwing away what I desire so easily.

Lisi came to one conclusion after another, visiting this bloodshed river and dropping off the young adventurers as they rushed to graduate.

The more talented people are, the more they hate a pile of drowning tunnels on it.

And when you rely on half-grown skills to lose your life to the mention of reckless behavior.

Rishi, awakened by new ideas, decided to correct the people who waste their talents.

The method was to manage and restrict the hunting grounds so that they could not pass through this bloodshed river without being skilled not only in skill trees but also in combat to some extent.

Initially there were countless dissatisfactions and numerous rebellions, but the good mouth in front gradually penetrated the way it was done.

In time, the fact that the mortality rate of graduated adventurers had dropped significantly began to spread, and this method was accepted by adventurers as well.

And Lisi's laid down hunting ground rules will become half public and will be handed over to the next adventurers.

The young man, frustrated in the middle of the road, leaked a deep breath of satisfaction at the state of the steady bloodshed river.

But after a few years, the way it's done starts to change gradually in different directions.

Someone began to sneak in and pay for a favorable hunting ground, and that only settled in for granted when.

Eventually, preferences within factions and rooting for officials will shift to rules that gain a better hunting ground.

But no one can blame the act more than there are consequences.

And Lisi also starts to assume that the money she earns through mediation is a reward for herself for her efforts.

The brothers, who heard rumors and tried to flaunt them, deceived that the money was necessary to keep the price of daily goods low.

Although it was actually due to subsidies from the Adventurers Bureau.

And naturally, there are also people out there who are unfamiliar with that way.

Those who do not belong to a large faction, or half of them who do not have all five parties.

The adventurers, unworthy of such an eye, were bounced off and pushed downstream into an unfair hunting ground.

But even if it doesn't help, if it counts, it may do something.

Lisi, who thought it would be troublesome to get in trouble there, decided to send a watchman to the bubble.

While that was excellent, he was two older brothers who could not relate and still remained in the red iron class.

Tapa and Tari retain themselves in the most downstream river plains and are determined to do what they can for their lovely brother.

He sneaks up on his brother and tells him what's going on, and from there Lisi measures to move upstream and not consign him if he's a good person with no defiance.

The brothers assumed his brother's ideas were correct and even continued to cooperate with it.

Thus the hunting ground of the Bloodshed River undergoes a transformation from its initial ideal to a different form.

To the opposite bank of the Bloodshed River, it is quite difficult to go by boat.

There is no material to protect the bottom of the ship from powerful blood-blown fish water bullets.

Even if you build an iron bridge leg, it happens to rust and decay in between because of the bloody red water.

Similarly, the stone collapses lightly red.

The red water in this river firmly rejects the existence of others.

Therefore, the only way to build a bridge is to build up the soil of the river.

But if it rains, the river slime melts beautifully.

Lisi should have just laughed and watched as the adventurer continued his efforts to cross over to the other shore for nothing.

But that is also the story of a bigoted adventurer called Mud Fishing until he comes to the river.

Lisi, who devoured her tough teeth, stared in the direction of the river plains downstream.

A great adventurer's nursery built by himself is about to be crumbled by a man who knows nothing.

It was an unforgivable act for a human being who could not have.

"Damn, if this happens..............."

The next day, a notice was posted on the bulletin board of the Marutai cabin.

That was the announcement that the slaughter hippocampus release date scheduled for this week would be postponed.