Two days later, Tor and the others, who were all set up and made a little deal, headed to the Flying Dragon Boat Storage, owned by the A-rank party Platinum.
The carriage for which Garud serves you arrives at your destination in less than enough time.
"See you in five days"
"Oh, be careful."
Garoud, having finished his short greeting, whipped back.
At present, Salarisa has also been forcefully incorporated into Bettina's search for the Beast Ghost's Rock House Fort, and seems busy sending her back and forth.
Give Yulil and Sola a hand and take Moo to the stables with him on his head.
Early in the morning, the other participants seemed to have gathered already.
"Good to see you again, my friend!
Straccia, clustered in black perfect scaled armor, greets her with a dazzling glimmer of white teeth.
The slurring lengths that rise in the morning sun attract people's eyes even if they respond or not.
Moo, who just reacted, runs straight to the black-armed swordsman as he tells Tor's body off to the ground.
The child, who looked up at the beauty of the redhead, raised his voice with joy.
"Ha-ha, maybe you like raspberries?
"Oh, the appearance of a little lady? Hmm, raspberries? I don't know about it as an oligarchy, but what's that like?
"It's creepy and rough, and then, Sasushi!
"Ho ho, you're a tough enemy to leap inside. I'd love to go along with it."
"Because Moo's is good. I won't flinch you."
Straccia glances pleasantly at Moo, who tamely slaps his thighs with his petite petite.
Leaving it alone is going to keep the conversation going with a prolonged misunderstanding, so I'll interrupt and introduce the other two.
"Sora's seen you before."
"Yes, thank you for today."
"This is Mr. Euril. Like no disrespect."
"You beautiful ladies, brother. My name is Straccia. Go ahead, get to know me."
"Nice to meet you, Master Straccia...... What a hard name to say. What is a straw chia?"
As for myself serving the ice god Stragin, I guess it's a less preferred naming.
To Euril's point, the Prince of the Desert Country quietly let him lift the edge of his lips.
I called Straccia for this exploration because I bought its performance as an avant-garde.
Basically, the ants push in numbers.
For that reason, he decided that the role of a shield to be drawn forward would be inevitable.
There was another reason for that, and Sackow had told me that the domination of the Ant's Nest must be accompanied by one of the Red-tailed clans.
Ninessa's firepower is spared, but Yuryl will be here this time, so the swordsman was chosen for the erasure method.
And I was speaking to another today.
"Good morning, gentlemen"
The Ethereal Scale girl, whose perfectly petty tone had disappeared, gracefully let her head bow to Thor.
This one also has dark hair that is clear blue to the sun and a pretty, neat face.
It also has a luxurious figure and a beautiful appearance inside.
The slight swelling of the eyelids would be remnants of the last time the search was carelessly over with a tear of remorse.
Raising his face, Lambmerla glanced slightly at Yuryl and Sola behind him, then stared at Moo at his feet with a bewildered face.
"I wonder why there are children here... Lost?"
"There's another one of those grainy things about Moo. Yes!"
"Ouch! What are you doing, you little girl!
"No more, Moo, you can't!
Suddenly a rummella with her glutes slapped from the top of her clothes lifts up her surprised voice.
And Moo, the one who slapped him, also patted his eyes and leaked his thoughts.
"Hey buddy, you're a shark like a bun!
"Oh, come on, don't rub it!
"Soft, looks delicious!
"I care about that. Don't tell me!
Thor nodded without saying anything to the way the two of them happened to get along.
There are three major reasons why I asked Rammella to accompany me.
The first is that the state anomalies that occur during hierarchical movement can be cured collectively.
If Tor, which does not have a target dispersion, does the same, it runs out of nearly half of the usable times.
Plus, you can't miss supplementing your health while you're on the move or dealing with injuries when you have to.
The second is that we don't need a map.
You can't take off that intricately structured ant nest of guiding men with a detailed grasp.
Besides, this time, the memory of having grasped the topography was particularly important for the operation Thor was thinking about.
And the third is...
Lambmerla, who gave up early on playing a decent Moo opponent, lurked her voice with her mouth in her ear as she approached Tor.
"What we talked about the other day, really... is it true? Bring even such a young child."
"Oh, I'll take care of it. And Moo is a must for this quest."
"Really? I don't believe it..."
Rammella shrugged back with a mouthful that couldn't hide her anxiety as she stuck her arm and held Moo's head hard.
Back to back with a girl like that, this time a facial straccia who said she couldn't wait comes up and offers something.
"Take this before you travel, brother"
What Straccia had handed him was a sword that seemed like a blade crossing stretched from fingertips to elbows.
It has a wide pointed edge, with noticeable curvature along the way as it narrows.
If you pull it out of the sheath and shake it, the blade tip moves pretty fast because the center of gravity is in front of it.
Most notable, however, was the fact that the blade was so black that even the sun was likely to inhale it.
"Wow, that's black!
"Sounds like an unusual material. It's not even black steel..."
"This is a rotten dragon's fang. Are you sure? It's expensive."
"It was an apology and a thank you for my weapons the other day. Thank you for using it."
"Right. Then don't hesitate."
The other day's apology was that the tip of his beloved sword had been crushed when Thor stood up to the Black Queen Ant to buy time.
And thank you for the weapon, because < restore > is available again, I fixed Straccia's blade spilled sword and torn armor.
Thor, who honestly received the swordfish, left it hanging in his waistband.
When an aligned line headed to the stables, the door was just about to open.
From behind the two wide open doors, the Fei Long gently emerges the giant.
To its greatness, the first three people I saw up close spoke up.
"What is this, To!
"Wow! Ho, you really are a dragon!
"Surprised. This is my first ride, too, so you're thrilled."
To Euril, who gently shook his hand, Thor let him snort a little boastfully as an experienced man.