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

"Sick, sleepy -!"

The black rope, which cut off Tor's arm, turns towards Kurli, tearing up the air and running sideways through the ground rinse.

Having heard the familiar prayer, Thor stuck his sword to the earth.

Something stringy that has struck my foot is caught in the sword body and tangled.

Another one that popped up suddenly stopped moving as if it had been sewn up in the air.

Having picked up his left hand in that instant void, Tor instantly kicks the ground and takes the distance.

Immediately after, the invisible cold air that lured him to sleep covered the shade of the rock.

Rough and exhaled Tor presses his left hand to < restore > thanks.

Sora and Moo rushed over as they retreated.

"Tor, are you hurt!?

"Are you kidding me?

Tor, who nodded gently to both of them, quickly removes the leather gloves with just a cleaved fastening string section.

"Moo, get me some blood pills."

"Tickle? This is it, To"

Unplug the finely curled shellfish plug that Mou offered from his hip pouch and drape the bluish liquid onto a wound that did not dare to heal completely.

The high price of the five silver coins did not seem to be Dada, and soon the blood began to solidify.

Sara Lisa, who was watching the Tors in the back at the far end, comes closer and squeaks wonderfully.

"I didn't lose my arm right now......?

"No, the glove clasp and the flesh on my arm just got hit a little. You see."

Thor shows the wound halfway between the elbow and wrist, deliberately spreading his fingertips.

Then put back on the leather gloves with slices in front of them subtly.

"You must have mistaken it for a glove..."

With a face I didn't really think I was convinced, the guide lowered his eyes small.

Sora talks to me intentionally there.

"Hey, hey, Tor. Is that a snake? But you looked like some kind of bug...... oh, mukade or something?

"You've been watching me a lot. That's a bug. No, part of it, exactly."

Thor glanced back at the white rock upright in the wilderness, slightly loosening his cheeks to the appearance of a slightly better girl.

Already < fixed > was broken and the unidentified strings that woke up from sleep disappeared under the rock.

Later, only the sword pierced the ground remains.

"Partly the one with the main body on the ground, after all?

"No, you're not hiding. If you were so grand, you wouldn't notice the other way around."

To Thor's words, the girl stares into the rock shade.

And realizing one possibility, he raised his voice of surprise.

"What, maybe!

"Perhaps that rock itself is the rock beetle we were talking about."

To Euril's point, Thor nodded deeply.

I was told in an advance course that there were insects that simulated on the stone, but they were not revealed to their size.

Sizes that exceeded her height significantly were outside the expected range.

"Well, that black and long..."

"Probably a tentacle. Sounds terribly cleavage."

Tor exhaled small into the cloak with a sharp cut on it.

The protective equipment is damaged and the sword is left behind. It is a failure to use even more precious chemicals.

Thor most of all, I wasn't alarmed.

We decided there was no place to lurk but the ground, and we searched for the signs without fail.

I was a little complacent about detecting changes on the ground because of all the horn moles and rock lizards I've knocked down.

There's no sound. It's a raid from under the rock.

It is a form in which a moment's unexpectedness has been pounded.

And it was that moment that could quickly become fatal.

Thor, who pushed away his exhilarating emotions with his usual breathing, returned his gaze to the rock where he was nestled.

"Well, let's find out what kind of guy he is"

To check the hardness first, try pulling the knife for demolition out of the hips sheath and throwing it.

The blade, which hit rock skin with considerable momentum, bounced back with a stiff sound.

"It's more like a rock than a rock itself,"

"Uh, how do you defeat a rock?

"If you're a hammer or an axe, you're going to figure it out. Hmm, what to do..."

We know the position of the tentacles, so it is unlikely that direct attacks can be made from the rear.

But it would be pretty hard to deal with that crust with a sword.

Tools like sharpening rocks are unfortunately not in hand.

If you manage to flip over and aim at the abdomen, the attack may pass, but there are no tools or personnel to do so.

Then it will be good to target the face area where the attack is likely to pass, but then it will be necessary to target the troublesome tentacles.

In addition to the amazing cleavage, I can deduce that the sturdiness is also considerable because of the way it looks fine wrapped around the sword.

Moreover, there are two bottles, so I worry that I may use a lot of < fixed > and < inverted > every time.

For this monster in the first place, it's easy to escape lightly out of range of attack if you leave like you do now.

You can think of it as just the type of person who accidentally attacked an approaching person in an attempt to keep it out of the wind.

Without the means to deal with it, it is one hand to retrieve the sword and move on.

But Thor had a reason to want to defeat this monster.

A silver-haired beauty, the back hand of the party, spoke to Thor, who had no hitter and pondered.

"There's one thing I'd like to try, okay?

The way Euril presented it was not enough to be called an operation.

Follow the instructions for now and Tor will approach the rock.

What a soli for transport you have in your hand.

The moment I approached the same position as earlier, two tentacles also popped up.

The black string, wielded at an unstoppable speed in the eye, strikes to turn the child's precious sleigh into a straight two.

But the true silver touch didn't seem to be a lie.

Along with the odd sound, the two tentacles bounce lightly.

At the same time, the purple snake, the thorn of the < electrothorn >, wrapped around the reverse to stop the movement slightly.

"Misty, plugged -"

Yuryl's magic moves are activated without getting into her hair.

Thor, pulling his sword out of the ground, jumped heavily and fled backwards.

Keeping his sword in place with a sledge, Thor often explores the movements of rock beetles.

Slightly more time is needed for the large amounts of cold air inhaled into the body to work.

Deciding it was time for the movement to slow down, Tor advanced a step forward.

At that moment, the rock shivered faintly.

At the same time, a huge crack runs on its surface.

Like a rock that collapsed with sound, Thor looked out for him unexpectedly.

To Tor, who turns suddenly and rocks his long eartips, Euril makes his usual grin come to mind.

"Oh, that was more brittle than I thought."