It is the Purple Eye women who lead the way.
Tall height is almost the same as tall.
The supple body is covered in perfect leather armor, with two cloves of axe lowered to the left and right of the hips.
Supposedly for one hand, but the pattern is long enough to likely reach the ankle.
Behind that, a few steps behind. A purple-eyed woman.
This one looks exactly the same.
If you look closely, the face and back length are very similar, but the leading woman has beautiful straight hair, as opposed to curly hair with a strong habit of twirling.
They both had brightly mixed black hair with golden colours, curly hair tied behind them and straight hair cut all together at the neck.
Looking like sisters, they pass by with no eyes on the toll peeking through the small window.
Its foot, which walks to slip without making any noise at all, was wrapped in leather shoes with purple stripes, similar to armor.
Then it was the person I knew who showed up.
Wear silver leather armor with a large bow on the back and an arrow barrel on the hips.
As always, only the right arm is thick once.
Chill, the archer, smiled niggardly after turning his eagle sharp glance towards Tor for only a moment.
Behind it follows Chita, my sister.
Unlike my brother, he has a small bow in his hand, but he has a beautiful green color.
The Cuiyu woman, wearing the usual snake-skinned hat, raised her hand and let her shake it flickeringly and lightly when she noticed the Tors.
At the end of the day, he was an Ethereal Scale man.
This is a serious figure I've met in the Thunder Asthma camp about a few times.
He is wearing a robe that is likely to reach up to a flock of blue candles and has a long old cane in his hand.
The waterman Mordamo, after glancing at the small window, went down the stairs without saying anything.
"Is that the Heavenly Storm Alliance? Are you still exploring the second tier?"
"They were amazing beautiful people."
"That must be the rumored twin."
Soon Sora, who was snuggling perfectly into Tor and peeking into the small window, shrugs with an impressive mouthful.
Due to their characteristics, the first two would definitely be the sisters of Kikirili and Nemi, who belong to the former "platinum clam".
Ninessa told me that her personality was casual, but her strength came with origami.
"That was a pretty balanced party"
Likewise, Euril was stretching her neck so that she could hit Thor.
This is a popular adventurer's focus.
Wall player and attacker warrior and lightning man are at the avant-garde, and the rear guard even has the water usage of a recoverer veteran on two definite ranged attackers.
Furthermore, there is also the strengthening of Chita, which is also used in the wind, so no gaps are found, and so on.
"Well, I don't think we're losing that way either."
Thor and the others are biased in their formation, but there is no delay in their actions because their sharing is well defined.
The disadvantage of being able to do less was, on the contrary, a strength.
More than that, though it is very large that each spec is abnormal.
Everything is strange at a time when there are fewer parties and we're exploring fixed dungeons in the first place.
Besides, if I heard that only one of them could use the Uebi magic moves, even Yingjie, who had tried to seal the big hole, would shake his neck sideways.
Thor nodded deeply to the party, which was still a little over six months after its formation but was in the process of finishing in good shape.
"So shall we go, too? Looks like you got a good ride, but what are you doing, maybe if you hurry up, you can catch up? Moo."
Tor, who turned around, raised a frightened voice.
Because Moo, who hoisted a bug basket in the middle of the room, was circling on the spot when he grunted.
A child with a face who is still about to cry comes to complain to Thor as he jumps.
"To! It's a mess! Kurosuke!
Turning his gaze upwards, the calluses had at some point twisted up a chain descending from the ceiling.
Moo looks up at his family (pet), who has reached a height completely out of reach, with a sad look.
Apparently, it was a bad idea not to wear a string for a walk.
Tor, who exhaled gently, pulled out his lower back sword.
The moment I lift it up to tap it off, somehow the child comes into momentum and puts it on my thigh.
"No!
"If you poke him a little, he's gonna fall off."
"Meh! Meh!"
He clings to his hips and stops him diligently.
The impression seems to have been too strong since the monsters have been slashed and carved into pieces.
But the raspberries are already in a position that adults cannot reach.
To Thor scratching under his chin and Moo in tears, Sora squeezed out with a good face.
"This is my turn! Moo."
To the girl who waved a new wand made of buried trees with that said, a child in a white wrap hits her like a beast.
"Coruscant!
"Oops! Well, that's the dialogue over here... Mizo, no..."
This one was scattered, and it seemed bad to have blown up the monster or wiped it away easily.
"No more! It's really hard!
"If that's the case, leave it to me. Hey, Mr. Mum."
"Grandma Yu......"
What approaching Euril had in his hands was a small fruit that he had removed from somewhere.
In its fruit, which emitted a beautiful golden glow, Moo turned to the side pussy after swallowing his saliva heavily.
"Moo is now serving snacks, not ai!
"This is for Kurosuke-san."
Nikkoli and her usual grin, Yuryl gently put the skinned fruit in the bug basket.
Occasionally the smell of sweetness and sourness overflows, and the effect appears on the surface.
When I wondered if the black shadow had crossed the universe, the calluses fit lightly in the basket.
Moo opened his purple eyes to the appearance of a bug sucking on the fruit.
And now I hold onto Euril forcefully.
The silver-haired beauty softened the child's full body.
Tor exhaled quietly at the three of them laughing with pleasure.
The other adventurers I ran into made me feel like I was doing it.
Shake your head slowly and tell them about the change in policy.
"Do you want to cut it up and rest already today? You can go to the tenth floor tomorrow."
"Yes!"
"Rara!
Moo with his magnificent bug basket, but his gaze shifts to a raspworm that murmurs the golden fruit.
And the child, who had dripped, asked frankly as he pulled the sleeve of Yuryl's clothes.
"Hey, Grandma Yu, maybe you don't even have Moo's Bun?
"Yeah, I do. Shall we all have dinner after?"
"Yay!
"Yeah, let's get back to it, Tor"
From a soothing party conversation, the extra feelings and fears are not even dusty.
To the appearance of his reliable companion, Thor made him snort deeply again.