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

"Hey, my God!

"You've got a heap of work ahead of you. Where have you been?

He said, "Come on!

Horack, forcefully dragged by Mussan, leaves the outpost for the river.

What appeared in its eyes was about the same as yesterday.

A completely familiar mangrove raft makes its way to the lake while creating waves on the river.

However, the condition of the crew was slightly different from yesterday's.

It's very common for adventurers, but they were all armed with swords, axes, and other weapons.

Strangely enough, it is loaded up to a few round-tails.

Is this a spare to grasp when it is overturned?

"... no way!?

"Motivate something, those guys!

"You idiot! Stop it. Um."

It's a fine raft there, but not a single monster that boasts several times that giant.

Looks like we can speed things up now than we did yesterday, but it's too reckless to think we can handle that.

The flock phase of the lake water dragon, known as the Lord of the Lake, swims around the perimeter of the small island near the center and occasionally shows its back on the water.

As a result, it seems to be circling around at regular intervals, but Horack was staring at it as if it was a trap.

Because on the front and back of the island, the number of times a dragon shows up is clearly different.

I thought there was a pattern that probably made it look like I was on the other side, actually lurking under the water and watching what was going on.

In that regard, Horack has paid undisclosed attention to adventurers visiting this hunting ground for the first time.

The Purple Eye youth in particular helped with the logging, so they should have been told many more stories.

Yet.

The raft the men row cuts the wind and approaches the lake as the shoreline adventurers turn back to their mouths and scream to stop them.

A hollach who tried to scream as well, but noticed that the crew's blush was different from yesterday's and leaked a groan of despair.

"Oh, shit! Oh, my God..."

It wasn't the Ethereal Scale girl in the center of the raft, it was the girl with the blue ribbon wrapped around her dark hair.

What was more clinging to its waist was a golden curly hairy toddler who was not even old enough.

He looks excited about playing with the water, pointing around.

From a distance, it also seemed as if the child was becoming the head of the raft and determining the needle of the ship.

"What the hell are you thinking!

"Take even such a kid or something...... Please, God of Fire. Please don't call the fight today..."

Praying hard, Mussan manages to stop the raft guys by waving her hands around.

But what came back was a way for a brunette girl to smile and raise her hand.

The appearance of a shaggy child or a pleasant girl is too far from the horrible things that will happen next, and Horack stops moving like he remembered and froze the day of the Bossaria tragedy.

Such a state of mind between the two, the fruit of yesterday's special training or the raft went straight into the lake with the sultry.

Horack grips a tight fist for failing to make the warning.

And as the rest of us hold our breath and watch, a line of heroes moves forward towards the island in momentum.

Imagine the tragedy awaiting, the hearts of the audience were beaten like early bells.

seconds, tens of seconds, and five minutes.

At the end of the day, the raft reached Kojima lightly without anything in particular, except that the purple-eyed children were wielding their arms vigorously.

Hollach and Mussan, who exhaled heavily from the bottom of their lungs, went all the way to the spot.

"... Wow, you're so lucky."

"Well, the hero has it, but it's different. Well, you're safe."

"It's too early to be relieved, Mussan"

"Well, there's been a return. And those guys!

To Mussan's shout out again, Horac rushed back to the island to gaze.

Again leaks a loud groan into the sight that is being played out there.

The men began to wield two hand axes and two swords one after the other to the aquatic horses who were on the island.

"... no. I have no idea what those people are thinking. No, is it right for the purpose"

"Dragons are going to sniff right after you bleed in there or something!

A few monsters happened to lie on the ground, bleeding blue.

With blue body skins and algae-like tendencies, these carnivorous horses boast considerable strength and specialize in group warfare, especially in herds.

But the men of the raft drive away the monsters all the time.

The red-haired boy was in a low position and ran two swords as he slid over the ground.

Where he was hit hard in the front leg, a boy with a shield packs the distance and slaps a stick on his skull.

The last head fell in as hard as he could lift his nose.

As the Horacks watch with harrassment, the men somehow make the horses' carcasses out of the Marutai they brought this time.

Apparently, he brought it here for this.

And a row rushed into the raft, and began to row at the end of the day, replacing the weapon with a sword.

As the raft progresses, it also moves to be dragged out by the marutai where the monster is tied.

If you look closely, it looks like a rope, and Marutai and the raft are connected.

One after the other, Marutai is pulled and falls to the lake, and the red and black water is dyed blue with blood overflowing from the monster's wounds.

The Horacks groaned several times at the act, which was too shallow.

"Oh well, the prey is lighter, you might be lucky..."

"You really don't understand what's at stake? Shit, he's finally here!

At the tip of Mussan's finger, there was a big wave.

What you see between the waves is part of a thick torso wrapped in bright red scales.

The Lord of the Lake approaches the raft at a tremendous speed, shaking the surface flashly.

Depending on the length of the growing white foam, the size of the raft and the dragon seems to vary several times.

Just a light stroke on that back will definitely flip, or in the worst case scenario, it will crumble.

In moments of imminent ruin, deep despair dwells in the eyes of the Horacks.

And finally, the lake is big and exciting -.

Somehow at the next moment, it stopped pitifully there.

"Heh!?

"That!?

With his head halfway up the water, the Lake Dragon somehow doesn't try to move.

No, the waves are foaming so hard that the hidden areas in the water don't seem to be.

But the head of a giant monster doesn't move like it was struck with an invisible pile.

The raft slowly passes in front of it, bypassing the head of the dragon peeking from the lake.

After dozens of seconds, the Lord of the Lake finally moved out again, as the bondage was broken.

If you skip a water splash with your nose as irritating, you disappear straight to the bottom of the lake.

Horacks that deeply leak the breath of relief, but it's only peace between the bundles, too.

Because monsters can't even give up their long-lost prey so easily.

"Oh, my God!"

"Oh, Flaming God!

The cunning dragon seems to have changed his way of attacking firmly this time.

All of a sudden I wonder if the raft has lifted big, and from underneath it I push the water and a giant monster's head appears.

The raft, pushed up from directly below, floats heavily in space -.

For some reason, the next moment, we go on the surface like nothing happened.

"Wow!?

"Ahhh!?

With his eyes wide open, Horac and Mussan stopped moving.

Now, it is true that the raft, while falling apart, should have overturned.

The two looked at each other silently at an event that had disappeared like an illusion.

"Is that a mistake...?

"No, I got a good look. I must have flipped it... but it's not over yet!

The dragon changed his way again and now hit the raft with a horizontal giraffe so that he could have a long tail.

As always, this should easily be rolled over if eaten properly -.

Somehow, at the next moment, the tail returned to its original place with terrible momentum.

A high wave was born and the unbalanced dragon disappeared again beneath the water.

"... I won't say another word."

"... I can't say anything right."

A line that leaves three raids finally leaves the lake and enters the river.

But the lord of the lake, who was made into a cockroach, could not be so dispersed.

It also seems that the blood of the aquatic horse connected by the Marutai was caused by the fact that it was able to get into the area.

Excited and angry, the Lake Water Dragon follows the raft into the river as it protrudes its back from the water.

The shoreline adventurers, who were suddenly looking at the situation, happened to scream and flee.

Men rowing indifferently.

Girls who support them aloud and children who lift and jump bug baskets.

Huge monsters chasing them with their fangs peeled off.

To a sight too unlikely, Horack stopped thinking.

But there's no way a raft could be against a dragon that moves freely through the water.

A purple-eyed man suddenly waved a one-handed axe at a moment when the distance gradually narrowed and he thought he would be caught up right now.

Marutai and the horses, separated without intermittent hair, are left behind.

They head towards the monster that was right behind them.

A lake dragon that opens its mouth at once and swallows one of the leading heads whole.

Do not miss the gap where the movement has stopped and the raft, which detaches the heavier luggage, accelerates at once.

As it was, the raft cleverly bent along the river and disappeared downstream.

The dragon, who had stopped moving just a little, hoarse his ears and growled, chasing him to the next.

Looks like there's totally blood on your head.

Horac and Mussan, who were frightened, regain their sanity in an instant with their roar.

"Damn, what's going on!?

"I don't know! We're going after him anyway!

Hurry up and follow the raft and the dragon, and the Horacks run along the river plains as well.

Ahead, the two became feathers who ran into a sight they would never forget.