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

And his miserable face was far ahead, looking up.

Countless mud columns protrude from the top of his head, hanging like hair as he arcs.

The area in contact with the eye was hollow and half covered with dripping mud hair.

Underneath it is a nose protruding long and an open mouth like a pack and a rip.

The torso, made of mud, is crooked forward, supported by a long leg that twisted it.

The arms are equally elongated and likely to reach below the knee.

And in one hand, a dead tree was gripped like a cane.

An unbalanced appearance as if the child had made it out of play.

Did that remind you of an old woman with a round back, a witch?

The giant anomaly slowly scratched the mud and stepped out toward the round floor.

At the same time, the neck moves and leans towards an odd angle.

A gap was created in the hair that was dripping, and from behind it one black cave peeked clearly.

Indeed, the young men of the Thunder Asthma group let go of the spears they had in their hands in succession.

He starts trembling his whole body wide as he drips the bubbles out of his mouth as he does.

Their purple eyes were anointed with black darkness.

Violent eyes of persecution.

Directly to the witch, what is stared at loses too much sanity of fear.

"We're retreating. Hurry!!"

Fortunately, because of the distance we still had, it seems that some humans were able to escape the influence.

To Sollgham's sharp call, the deputy jumped to his buddy, who stood up with a hasty face.

The other adventurers rush away to the rear as they lend a hand to their colleagues who are no longer able to move.

There were shadows moving forward, as against the flow.

The person gently takes off his hood while gracefully flaunting a person's waves.

Revealing long stretching ears and clear white skin, Euril looked directly at the Lord of the Wesen Eye.

By contrast, the witch also takes a step further.

His neck moved slowly in the opposite direction, like a nearly broken doll, and his head tilted to an angle close to the straight side.

From the mud hair gap, now two black caves peek.

The gray black gaze was poured on the gray-eared woman who remained on the sole stage.

But if you're a regular person, you don't see any change in Euril, even though you happen to be scared enough to freak out.

The silver-haired beauty, who rocked her little eartips, gave her the usual serene grin.

The blue gem quietly shines light on the forehead crown that holds its hair down.

Ethereal Ant treasure balls.

Its efficacy, which completely prevents abnormalities in the condition, also seems to have prevailed in the presence of inheritance.

Lifting her wand lightly, Yuryl utters a prayer as she mumbles.

"Bloom with vengeance -"

At the next moment, the foot of the stepped out witch was wrapped in a giant ice-cold.

Though a medium branch skill, the surroundings kept an eye on incredible power.

But still, it seemed to have had only a slight stop to the witch.

Shaking his body unstable again, its giant moves forward with a cane.

The legs that were left behind were immediately stretched and reshaped.

At its feet, an ice floor is stretched without allowing the hair to pass between them.

I was lightly trampled, but this also seemed to buy me just a little time.

Yuryl nodded, hoisting his cane as he stepped back.

Soon after breathing, the magic moves are released, and the awesome cold air freezes the mud uninterruptedly.

To a giant alien, only one magic trick stands up to him.

The black mud in the background makes its silver look more prominent, creating an overly vibrant contrast.

That was as if it were part of the story and parcel.

"………………………, beautiful"

Lurking under muddy snake leather, Chill exhaled deeply into the view.

At first glance, he is the leader of the Storm Peak Alliance, where there are many words and deeds that seem to be direct, but the contents are not so simple.

The permanent family of Chill's creators is strongly connected to the trading temple, which belongs to the southwestern border neighborhood of the central country, and much information comes into their ears even if left alone.

Hence, the twins of "Platinum" are unable to use the relic (Relic), and they also know the fact that the "Burning Fire Bearer" is being shaken by their own country.

It was Chill's way of hunting that he secretly targeted winning opportunities without sending them out for a bite.

It was Euril, belonging to the temple of exploration, that such a man expressed a special interest.

It is an exploratory temple that is said to be imperative for each city, but in fact it does not show a very positive attitude to the sealing of the Great Hole.

As a result, the information on the sacred relics is barely even brightened.

Chill thought it was the Tolls who would be the most likely competitors ahead.

Among them, the only one likely to be involved in the seal is that Grey Ear woman.

After examining the neighborhood, Chill raised a surprise groan at the lack of information.

First of all, she has no past.

With all that skill tree and beauty, I don't see a past that worked as an adventurer.

There was also a record of someone of the same name, but it was more than forty years old.

A user of the sudden appearance of an ice-based magic trick at a time when Tor began to leap.

It is also impossible to say not to be interested.

Then we had an immediate conversation, and Chill's interest became even more distracting.

That young yet calm narrative and way of thinking.

The deep itch I pulled a step back and the notion of a glimpse.

Even more resistant to alcohol.

Chill almost unexpectedly forgot her original purpose in a completely different way than the woman she had ever met.

I want to see more of her, I want to know.

That is Chill's hidden feelings now.

"Or perfect. All I can say is that it's too perfect, too strong and beautiful."

"... hey, it's about time"

"... pull yourself together, permaker"

To the wild voice from the side, Chill exaggerated his face.

"I guess this is why the Deep Green folks. Read a little bit of air. He said it would be the best from here."

"... then we won't be able to do anything to hurt you"

"... our duties are serious."

Returning her tongue to the most honest argument, Chill woke herself up pushing back the snake leather.

Tapa and Tari, who were lurking together, also rise to match.

They were on a narrow raft.

The place is rear left of the witch.

I've been waiting here for the giant to pass.

As Chill pointed out, a ride with a witch and a beautiful woman was about to come to an end on the Marutai floor.

No matter how effective a series of magic moves, it's hard to be as physically different as a person and a rat.

Already the witch had packed its giant, right in front of the whole floor.

Slowly waves up the wand of a giant tree as he looks down at Yuryl, who has stood resolutely by his vain cavity eyes.

If you hit it properly, it will turn into a tiny person's body, a stain of blood.

Black dead trees were relentlessly swung down as the three watched, swallowing solidly.