"Big."
"Big."
To the frank sentiments of the girl and child opening their mouths with the pocan, the conductor lifted her beard-covered cheeks wide.
The people I've brought in so far usually lose their complexion and words here.
After that, we went back to the Great Long Rock and didn't talk about one thing, and the next morning it's a pattern that turns a blind eye and starts the return routine.
I can't help it.
If you're a human being, you don't even think about confronting wild natural phenomena.
But this party, which is too different in colour, was less scary than I expected.
Next to Garudo stroking her chest down with her heart, a beautiful woman rides herself out with her long ears moving.
"That's the Giant of the Spirit, isn't it? Sand in the wind...... Is it a storm sand giant?
"... Correct. You're familiar with it."
"There are quite a few winters in my country, too. That's a giant frozen earth with snow and dirt."
I can't feel the way this one is also in a void at all.
Rather, the grey eyes seem to have only a glow of strong curiosity.
In the words of a young woman who was not too upset, Garud shook her head in a panic, under the illusion that she was talking to a veteran with more than a decade of experience.
Next to Euril, who peers into the land with intrigue, Thor was calmly trying to gauge the size of the giant.
"Check it out. It's five times what I am. I'm sure the sword will arrive under my knees at best."
I just have two tornadoes that look like the most legs, and I don't see anything articulate.
A whirlpool containing white sand that rises toward the sky creates a thickness of a body part that mixes together at the top and looks just like a human being.
Two chunks of thick wind that grew from it were moving freely through the air, ignoring gravity.
Thor, whose identity was heard to be a giant, soon realizes the oddity.
"... you have no head"
"Yeah, the head is a testament to intelligence, so it's dirty and the god Doba can't possibly forgive it"
Doba, the man god who is said to thirst for a soulless world, is the creator of evil spirits and immortals obedient to himself.
Monsters without these souls are characterized by mere repetition of what they are commanded to do.
"So the theory is that the giant spiritual nucleus moves around the area that touches the heart."
"You know me really well. I don't think you need my explanation."
"No, I'd love to hear it"
"What's the biggest problem?
"Well, of course, that abominable sand and stone."
The bottom of the giant's wandering sand is bright white sand rising and completely hiding the ground.
Perhaps it would also be difficult to foresee a few steps ahead.
And a hard sound that mixes with the wind from earlier to reach your ears.
Stone crushes ejected by the gust seem to be hitting a few remaining rocky mountains.
"Before I do, some things are hard to get close to. Look, they're coming."
At the same time as Garud's words, the giant's arms slowly move upwards.
The monster's back rounded rapidly as it was, and his lifted arm was slapped to the ground as he rocked the air loudly.
A very intense gust of wind strikes the remote Tors.
The evacuation was not made in time, and the lightest moo was blown away and rolled corny.
The child, who spins a few times over the sand, laughs joyfully with his sandy face as he rises up swooping.
And Tor and the others broke up.
Moo, who suddenly returns to his true face, declares that the atmosphere has often become soothing.
"I didn't expect this moo to be like this... It's all I can do now!
"You're motivated, kid. But a little too dangerous for a child. Will you leave a quiet message?"
"No, this time, we definitely need Moo."
"Are you serious?... Hum, is it like a lying pawn"
"I don't know. I'm sure it's necessary, though. So, what else do you want to hear?
To that word, which was almost certain to be taken on, Garoud firmly held his hand with a shield.
Staring at the land, the conductor speaks of the monster's jewelry.
It's because of the wind and sand that make up the body of the Storm Sand giant, and it makes little sense where you just wielded your weapon.
Approached in the first place, the foot is a dangerous zone where the sight is not good because of the dust and where the heavy blows of stone crushing constantly strike.
Plus that windy arm swing generates a broad breeze and is easily blown away.
"You mean it's hard to get close and do something about it"
"First of all, I don't know exactly where he is. Stone crushing, without a shield, holes are everywhere. While I was laughing, I thought I'd be beaten up and blown away."
"You've tried so many times, you've always been safe."
"He's not coming out of the jungle. If you get this far, you'll feel safe."
"Well, what do you think we're gonna do about it from here?
"That wind. I guess the bow and arrow will arrive decent. In that case..."
"You mean my turn."
Euril continues her words as she stares at the foot of the wandering giant.
"As a trap, the question is how to get it to step on.... Is that a remnant of Rock Mountain?
By the dust that swirls on the ground, a white rock mass is on his face.
Garoud, questioned, answered with a bitter face.
"Yeah, it was higher three years ago, but it was totally shredded and that's it."
"That's amazing. But after three years of abandonment, the Spirit Nucleus is pretty big, too."
"I guess. Well, assuming you can take it down, you don't mind taking it around there just like that. Is that all right?
It was Salaritha, who until then had been completely silent, who was ahead of Garud's words.
Keep your gaze off the giant and the player replies quietly.
"If you don't even get in the way of fighting my sister's enemies, do as you please..."
"That's right. The reward is fine, but if anything happens to me, I'll take care of it."
"I don't know how far you can go, but let's swallow it."
Thor, who had already come up with some offense, shook his head vertically at Garoud's suggestion.
In the case of spiritual monsters, the only evidence of crusade will be the Demonic Crystal Stone, as it disappears when defeated.
If you submit it as a proof, you will be forced to buy it at a low price, so it is fundamental to keep quiet even if you are lucky enough to defeat it.
However, since Demonic Crystal Stone is also a material of monsters, it is forbidden to buy or sell it personally.
It is also a product that is difficult to redeem because it is only allowed to be exchanged or transferred.
For this reason, many are donated to the temple or have to be processed into sacrifices for a large amount of clothing.
But when you're a giant, it changes the story.
Depending on the length and size of the outbreak, there are tons of demonic stones around the spiritual nucleus of the monster that became the human form.
Because the purity of the stone is considerably higher, it means that a large income can be expected.
The men, who had a nigga and a laugh, shook hands with disappointment.
"So, when do we start?
"In another two hours, the sun will set. I definitely want to avoid that time of day, and how about before noon tomorrow?
"Okay. Shall we pull it up today, then?"
"Toe, I'm starving!
A cute, cooing child with his stomach jumps on Tor's back.
And he slipped off without grabbing the leather armor and rubbed his head against Tor's thigh as he seemed angry.
"Oh, I asked Sarah. I hear there's a charcoal-baked furnace."
"Well, I'm not ready for meat this time, and it's not much."
"If it's meat, you've got plenty of it."
"Rock lizard meat is hard, so it doesn't taste good to cook it as it is, does it?
"Maybe, you don't know. Best of all. Once you eat it, it'll definitely be a pain in the ass."
"Ooh, let me know!
"All right, follow me, lady!
"Meat, meat"
"Garlic, garlic!
Served for dinner that day were charcoal roasted rock lizard tongues and eyeballs.
In a mellow flavor, the girl, the child, and the mustache old man engage in an ugly affair after they are willing to do so.
That was a tranquil and enjoyable sight to see, I don't think, refrain from confronting the Storm Sand Titans the next day.