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

"I, I didn't mean to come climbing the hill..."

Fifteen minutes.

The fifth re-entry also shook his neck to the side, and as he accidentally looked up the aisle, Lambmerla leaked his foolish doubts as he exhaled.

"Fine, just snap it, Ra Ne."

Moo, who overheard it, hastened from behind in a disgruntled voice.

You laughed too much scattered on the dragon boat, it's just a little bit plundered.

"So that's the name. I didn't mean to be your sister. Call me Mr. Lamb."

"Ra?

"Mr. Lamb!

"La, la... La nee. Everybody's already said that! Come on, come on!"

"I feel like a horse, I don't have more..."

Once again exhaling deeply, Lambmerla began climbing the slope by pulling the strings that had turned on her hips with a bump.

I was told I would know if I saw where to use it, but I didn't know I was going to find out for myself.

Indeed, if a child's weight is about five or six years old, Soli can move easily without touching the ground.

From the towing side, however, the situation in which this horse could be made to act was also a considerably humiliating one.

"Why do I have to pull a child's sleigh!

"'Cause I'm a hippo, and there's only Ra Ne"

As Moo pointed out, Tor is in charge of sleeping bags and other luggage, and Sola carries a bag with food.

Tough on Straccia, who needs to move lightly as an avant-garde, or Euril, who is already slightly out of breath.

Lambmerla was also convinced that he was the only option left.

But I keep mucking back at how a child is doing so well.

"Then you can walk yourself."

"If you let that happen, you'll have a lot to do later."

"That's a big deal. What's gonna happen?"

"I have to grab Moo. Then you're gonna be a pain in the ass."

"Well, to that extent, it wouldn't matter if I were here."

"Could it be Larney, you're a pro at Obu!

"No, I'm not! I said I'd give you back your strength."

"Oh, here we go. Come on, come on!"

Looks like we made it to the ground while we were talking.

The Tors were already waiting for us to arrive.

Sticked to the voice of a bounced child, Lambmerla activates the magic trick of a protective bubble without having time to breathe.

And as I let go of Soli's strings as I finished the chant, Moo, who seemed unable to wait, kicked the ground and jumped out.

"Again!

Moo slips down a black aisle at a glance.

He's purple-eyed, so he's not scared at all.

The Ethereal Scale girl also exhaled deeply into the appearance of a child who had vigorously disappeared to the bottom of darkness.

I am guessing that there has been some intent since earlier and that Tor has been going and coming and going.

I take it, however, that we cannot deny the possibility of a parent fool to see what a big shabby child looks like.

When it comes to Vajra adventurers in the first place, they are in a position to let a large number of humans drown their heads.

Though one city, it has behaved as the apex of the adventurer, and it has been seen so from all around.

Everywhere I go, I get noticed as an admirer, and I get a lot of respect.

That was natural, and at the same time I had the pride of fighting and defending on the front lines again.

It was supposed to be, but for some reason now it has been extended to children's solitary play.

Ask me why, and you'll tell me, but that was also a difficult story for Rammella, who was strongly tempted not to let the captain waste his time explaining.

In his sixth intrusion, Tor finally seemed convinced.

After touching Yuryl for intimacy, make him snort meaningfully.

I thought we were finally leaving, but it's not going to be that easy.

"Sola, Moo, come here for a second"

"Yes."

"What's up? To. Moo's Denka."

"Oh, you kept me waiting. I'm finally here for you."

Then, for some reason, after everyone except Euril was touched by Tor and peered into Moo's stuck Sola, he became the feather of being used for a magic trick he didn't quite understand.

"Is Tor okay?

"Mine's behind us. We need to make some money first. You got a minute?

"Yes, what is it?

Rammella replies hastily, called out with a tannic voice, where the redness on her cheeks has finally fallen out.

"I'd like directions."

"Then I'll take the second one from the right"

"No, it's not the right way. Tell me from the end of the line."

"Huh?"

"All the ants in this layer will be exorcised. There's no one left."

Seriously, Lambmerla stared back at Tor, who unmanipulatively lowered his sleeping bag onto the spot.

The sweep of the ants began on the northern side.

Ants with amber shells fall to the ground one after the other, manipulating a straccia of two black blades.

Furthermore, Tor has not lost, and he slaughters the ants while swinging at a speed that cannot capture the short sword.

Rarely does the body fluids of a sticky monster jump, strangely close to reaching the body, bouncing off into the resulting purple electric shock.

Ants who should have been in blind spots are also slaughtered without jumping and standing still for some reason.

Or stop moving about bumbling and sleeping.

It was also an incredible sight for Lambmerla, who only heard of the threat of ice use.

He repeated such an odd battle somewhere that when the Ant figure disappeared from the four aisles, he raised the voice played by Sora, who had inadvertently refrained behind him.

"Oh, I've got it! Wow, I've already earned a thousand points."

"Oh, well, shake it back."

"Shit, we're at level five!

"So you want me to turn mine back, too? Now don't be refreshed."

Add the moo that has rushed over, and the three repeat earlier mysterious rituals.

The sunny face Tor declared his next path as he scratched under his chin.

"All right, we're going back to the starting point. Once there, take a break."

Under a further slope that I'm totally accustomed to, Sola unpacks and starts preparing tea.

So for the first time, Rammella witnessed the endless and incorrect use of the rain crystal stone that the girl was saying.

Ask Sola, who squeezes water out of the crystals at all costs, in a tone of surprise through.

"What are you... What are you gonna do if it cracks?

"It's okay. Because Tor will fix it."

"You're so lame..."

I thought I was surprised enough last time, but it didn't seem like I had reached the bottom yet.

While the water boils in the heat generator, the girl looks at the water in a weakened mood as she calms her hips in a sleeping bag spread out on the ground.

It is the first experience for Lambmerla to be so distracted in such a dangerous place.

Children choking around from earlier on get their clothes turned and neck scales pettered, but that is also acceptable compared to previous tiredness.

Tor, who confirmed that one line had drunk tea, stood up and, more importantly, encouraged him to leave.

"Okay, let's go."

"Which way next?

What Niyally Laughed Tor showed was the slope that has gone up and down many times today.

"Why not!?