Lisi, wearing a green uniform, had a strange grin.
It's a mixed look of joy and loneliness.
When the staff at the outpost noticed that Tor's gaze had gathered, they stopped applauding and let him gently meet.
"It's great, folks. Really fantastic. I didn't know I'd end up with a rampaging hippocampus phased into a herd without a hand wound. When the five heads you let go came this far intact, it was a heartfelt disappointment. There are more than a hundred of them, and I wonder what kind of body they want. But you weren't. Let's keep an eye out for the help of the black steel class. But..."
"Hey, what are you doing up there on your own? I don't remember forgiving you."
All of a sudden, he talks to Lisi, and Rolloff's words, including anger, block him.
But I just sent Chirali a glance, and the staff kept talking as if she was flat at the reception.
"The movement of the three of you, that's the ideal of the attacker. In addition to just adding an attack, it reads exactly where the battle is and drops back just when it's dangerous. There are many avant-gardes who can't do this fatally."
"Oh, you know what I mean. That hurts! Brother."
The second son, who happily put the gavel in, was slapped on the shoulder by his eldest son and flaunted in the face.
Next to it, the three men look at Lisi, who continues to praise everyone.
"And your brothers were brilliant. Thoroughly does not draw the monster's attention, its shooting. I just want to let one of my feathers grow on the heads of the bowmen who think I can just let them go. You're only hissing with archers, aren't you, at all?"
Ignoring the words of his brother's rhetoric, the two are frowning and distributing their gaze around without alarm.
Tor, with severe discomfort, also checks the situation with vigilance at the figure of a man who keeps talking as he is struck by rain on a stone mountain in the river.
The threesome and Diargo breathe a little on their shoulders, but they still seem to be able to afford it.
Tapa and Tari don't usually look the same.
Euril's magic while sitting in the chair seems to have recovered, but he remains exhausted in the number of times the Medium Branch's magic moves are available.
Moo is yawning boringly.
Thor's health and magic are almost back, with half < restore > remaining.
Sola just used < flip > four times and still has room for magic.
There are just five monster carcasses in the river plains, and I don't see anything else moving.
In a while, the river slime should gush...
Without knowing exactly what we're after, Lisi's story continues.
"But it's you who's great, Mr. Diargo"
"What, it's me?
"Yeah, a perfect diversion with no fear of overwhelming physique differences. Then how to protect it in the right place. But that's not all you stand out for. It's a pioneering force that cuts the battle around to the end. It's rare to have such a good commander."
Diargo, with his less than full face, shook his neck sideways in a hurry to strike it off.
On that shoulder, Rolloff and the others turn their arms.
"Ha, you bet. He's our proud shieldman. I'm not saying anything else."
"This is rude. And Mr. Thor."
Lisi's nostalgic glance moves to Thor and Sola, who stands beside him.
"Why were you doing mud fishing? Twenty-five years. I can't help but wonder, really. Clearly, it's a monster, you. Oh, this is a compliment, so don't get me wrong."
"That's an extra favor."
"And what is your magic trick, Mr. Sola?!
"Huh? Uh, what is it?
"Are you sure it's a lower branch skill? Impossible, turning a rampage hippocampus upside down. It's too abnormal."
To Lisi's words, hard to tell if she was praising her, the girl pinched her neck like she was in trouble.
You couldn't stand it any longer around there, Rolloff made a low voice.
"I haven't talked to you in forever. Come on, get down from there."
"Well, listen. It's an earlier rampage hippocampus, but it didn't seem to get my hands or legs out of the guys who were going to be able to get to the upstream hunting ground shortly. But you guys made it easy to clean up. Do you know what this means?
"That's roundabout. What are you talking about?
"You've become so skilled because you've spent nearly two years in this shitty hunting ground. That's a sign that I didn't do one thing wrong. Exactly, adversity is the proof left that raising people!
"Huh?
"That's why this shouldn't happen. The existence of this bridge must not be tolerated. With this, the mechanism I've created shakes at the root. When I can go upstream with ease, I can't even remember the hard work and build my skills, so I can move on. What is it worth, such as an adventurer who has failed to make an effort?
All of a sudden he raises the tone of his voice and Lisi speaks out loud.
The two brothers answer the solitary words with praise.
"... effort is not something that is strong in people"
"... until you hurt someone else, you don't have what you need"
"You're right, brother. There's nothing more vain and hurtful than an endeavor that ends in vain. However, at dawn, when that effort has come to fruition, people will surely say thank you to me."
Thor realizes that there is something like a thin string stretching into the river at Lisi's feet that keeps talking like crazy.
Thor, who probably seemed to have something to do with Lisi's real aim, approached Tapa with the bow in his hand and pounded his ear.
"Can you see it on his leg?
"... you have something"
"Can you aim?
Tapa, who nodded small, instantly set up a bow with almost no motion and released an arrow.
While pouring rain grains, the arrows released fly straight to the feet of his youngest son.
Lisi, who kept talking well, changed the color of her eyes and extended her arms the moment she noticed the arrow.
The arrow, which was supposed to pierce the string, shoots out Lisi's palm instead.
The man, who groaned slightly, made him laugh sadly as he raised his face.
"I needed some more time, but it sounds like it's time to pull the curtain"
"What the hell did you just say?"
"Yeah, I thought I'd give you a gift from me."
With that said, Lisi pulled up the string by hand like a small bag she had hidden in the water.
As he grabbed the contents as they were, he began to sprinkle one after the other on a pile of stones.
And without knowing what's going on, I smile gleefully at the Tors watching the situation.
At the next moment, something big appears unexpectedly in the space behind Lisi.
It was a huge chunk of red water floating in the universe.