55 55 Stories Battle Power Difference

"Yu...... Kou, Mina. What happens to us if we keep fighting like this?

The four of us gathered on a battlefield where mercenaries (players) could get into trouble.

And they look around, back-to-back with each other to be vigilant on all sides.

"Right, is it all gone? Mercenaries here, strong people."

"For some reason, I don't seem to have many people to give me a little"

Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya) gave Chirali and I their gaze and strayed immediately.

It was a subtle trick that bothered me, but Mina stuck to my arm, so I freaked out over there.

"I will follow the Heavenly One everywhere."

Mina smiles innocently, so cute.

Exactly the circle of angels blooming on the battlefield will be nothing short of Mina.

"Oh, thank you, Mina"

but not even if you know that.

Old friends look at me with warm eyes.

I didn't know there was going to be a day on the battlefield like this when my classmates would have a Loricon suspicion.

I shake my head and think about this situation again.

"So, what do we do now? As far as I'm concerned, I think it would be fun to die in battle as much as I can."

Yuki told me the story, so I'll take a ride.

"... maybe a death fight would be nice"

"Some of them are already on the line."

The jaw is quickened at night, indicating a certain direction.

There were PT members George and Glenn attacking numerous mercenary (player) opponents.

George was waving some nunchuck-like stuff around with a boom and smashing a mercenary (player) approaching you, Glenn. Glenn, who has fallen gently into that gap, seems to be releasing some small-scale magic.

The mercenaries (players) around them were pushed to work together brilliantly.

Glenn, I thought you were using a lot more plain magic than you did when you fought us, but I realize.

Speaking of which, wizards seem spicy in a row because MP is limited. They haven't discovered any MP recovery items other than my "Forest Couscous" yet.

Although MP is a specification that naturally recovers, it does not recover immediately.

About ten seconds to recover once.

Well, maybe people with magical system abilities are different, but at least that's what I am.

Wizards seem like such a hard time in a brawl.

Yukio-kun has already been killed.

"Those two are going to have a lot of enemies."

"You want me to tell you a quick story and mix it up with you?

Evening Fai rearranges his sword and shield, his neck snarling with an invincible grin at night.

Is it okay with the policy of helping your people for now?

"I'm a PT member, and I think that means assistant katana."

After I squeal, the four of them run out to you, Okama and Glenn.

But earlier than we arrived, a group of people who helped (...) George and the others showed up.

No, maybe that's right to say ravaged.

If you think the footsteps of the mercenaries (players) flocking to George and the others fluttered unreliably, it just so happens that a green effect ran to slash them all in the neck.

"Wow..."

Suddenly, the killing took place in an instant.

Around George, who until earlier was noisy with swordfire and anger, he was engulfed in silence within a few moments.

"Hi-ha, hi-ha."

"It's a neck hunt..."

"This is no place to be!

Mercenaries (players) struggling with each other nearby rush to distance themselves. And even bothered to change the place to fight.

That overwhelming power was preceded by the creation of a strange space.

The head of the group covered by Georges turns to me as Evening Fai and Shaking Night, Mina clamor.

And it brings a grin of relief.

"My Taro... looks safe"

My sister and her mercenary regiment (Klan) are from The Drunken Neck Hunter.

Tom and Jerry were also taken care of in the Missora Forest the other day.

"Hey, hey, isn't it too late to come and help?

To the PvP's most vicious and feared group, Okama crippled Kunechne so that there was no feeling whatsoever.

……

Glenn, by contrast, is rarely silent.

But the fact that the cloak is only fuzzy is that it is not braced, or it is not cool... not good. That's about it, not at all.

"I didn't help you. It is only Taro's rescue. Taro, you can rest assured by my side, come."

My sister squeezes her hand around me.

So I nodded to my PT buddies that it was okay, and we all gathered together at my sister's place.

"Thanks, sister"

"Not to thank you, it's my Taro. You can rest assured with me."

My sister comes with her head to reassure me, but I need you to give me a break in front of my friends. But when I avoided it, I seemed angry, so I told myself that I was grateful for helping Georges, and he shut up and was a good boy.

"My sister (ahh)... That said, I can't say enough about being safe. I don't know if this is a good situation."

Even though it was a battlefield, I wonder if it was because I took the skinship of my sister and brother for a long time.

A fellow sister, a member of the regiment, murmured anxiously.

"Say it, Tom."

"I told you earlier, you pulled the info on" inferior (Femi) Divine Soldier (Deus) "with my analytical (analytical) abilities, didn't you?

"What's wrong with that?

"Their LVs are around 20-24, and it feels like they analyzed some of their stats, which is more than 100 different than our mercenaries."

"I mean, given the Mercenary (player) equivalent growth rate... assuming that every LV flows 100 points to the status, and they are the same growth as that number..."

"At the moment, the status difference with 14LV mercenaries (players) will be over 800 overall."

"A little medium boss level in the dungeon. Wow..."

Mr. Jerry groans.

But with the power of the mercenaries here, you can't beat the three of them.

"... my sister."

Tom shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands so that he could look around.

I found out what Tom was trying to say.

"Mercenaries (players) do not cooperate. If this situation continues, total annihilation is inevitable."

"Your sister's sister is right."

Jerry wraps up watching the mercenaries (players) continue to fight each other in the ballroom.

I'd like to go in there and say that I'm not my sister, but not if I'm contesting it now.

My sister seemed to agree there, and she looked at this one with a sinister face and nodded.

"Do any of the PT members of the Talos have abilities to figure out the number of mercenaries (players) and enemies?

My sister looks at us and asks.

It was George who raised his hand to it.

"I don't know if it's like that."

"There's only two of us here... that's not enough"

My sister dives down mysteriously. What the hell are we going to do with the numbers of enemies and mercenaries?

"If only we had Shizuku..."

Evening Fai mutters the names of the members of the 'Hundred Rides Night Trip' who are not here right now.

The night also shook with wrinkles (wrinkles) between his eyebrows and he roared, "What are we going to do?"

I look up to my sister for an explanation.

"We need to know how many enemies and allies we have. If the three Mercenaries (players) can defeat the inferior Divine Soldier (Femi Deus), the number of Mercenaries (players) will need to be purely three times higher than the Divine Soldier (Deus)..."

With something in mind, my sister put her hand on her chin.

Tom and Jerry's, looking old mercenaries (players) take on their sister's wings accordingly.

I said, "Well, it's not realistic to run around this battlefield and activate detection abilities everywhere."

"The numbers are fluctuating.

"I don't care if it's a guide to operational planning, it's not the kind of information I want to put so much effort into getting."

"That's why I have to present any numbers. Ah, I can't convince the mercenaries (players) around me to go around. It lacks persuasion and lays a cooperative attitude. Ah... that's tough."

"It's not easy for you to convince me without a basis."

There's no sense of crisis.

"In the first place, you have to believe what we're saying. I don't think you're gonna stop."

"Oh, my God."

Tom and Mr. Jerry with a dry laugh.

The laughter is practically impossible for mercenaries (players) to work with each other.

It seemed so declared.

"Do we have to try and survive..."

Bright voices were thrown abruptly at us in such a dark place.

"Oh! It's not Taro! Are you in trouble?

The voice was dominated by female mercenaries (players).

He wears a pitchy leather armor and has a dagger on his right hand and a small shield on his left.

The human looked familiar somewhere, but I can't remember who he was.

"A thief... you just told me not to get involved with my Taro. That neck, you want to be hunted?

My sister responds to the woman with high pressure.

Apparently, you know my sister?

"Mr. Singh, there's nothing wrong with us. I heard you talking, and I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help."

This is another essex man I've seen somewhere who emerged from the back of a burglar.

"Hasn't it been a week?

and even a loving smile jumps at me.

Napa.

On the battlefield, is that a numb?

"Have we met anywhere?" 'Are you a targeted used numb?

"As always, eavesdropping is (...) a good thing"

Ironically of my sister, both names replied with pleasure.

"Stealing is a patent."

"Let's not only talk about it, but also steal your sister's heart"

I got a muscle in my sister's forehead.

"Wow, a couple of bandits who had sex with your sister during the beta test (...)"

"We met... on the other hand, I can only remember the sight of my sister destroying the mercenary regiment (Klan)."

Tom and Jerry are chatting to Hisohiso in an open-minded manner.

"Elina and Josio. What kind of faces do you offer to cooperate with?

Ah.

With a name that came out of my sister's mouth, I finally remembered it too.

For the first time, when I entered Clan Clan, he even showed me where to meet my sister, stupid couple, eh?

I forgot all about Netto's charging.

I didn't dare to exclude it from my memory because I was jealous.

"But, Mr. Singh. We know how many enemies there are and how many mercenaries there are.

Elina declares to her sister, strangely strong.

"I've been using Detective Ability Cancer to get here. I'm sure there are some errors."

"Who will trust your words?"

To my cold, truncating sister, Elina looks at me with a roar.

"I was wondering if you just want me to believe how you feel about Taro. Taro is so sooo cute"

"Otaru, I would use Taro's cuteness to thrive the bandit operation. Did you even come up with a good calculation for blurring things out of a Uzi bug that leaned on Taro's charm?"

The way Mr. Josio panicked, blocking his sister's words.

"Mr. Singh, we don't want to (...) compete with you right now... we don't have any more allies left in this venue... to be honest, we've finally survived this far."

"So yes, instead of working together, let's work together temporarily, shall we?

Following Josio, who revealed his belly, Elina brought the negotiations to her sister again.

"So you want us to keep our bodies up and protect you thieves? Instead of providing information that's not very important?

"I don't think so. Together we'll protect Taro."

"Sounds like a thing. As a big premise, you guys can't be trusted."

My sister and Mr. Elina face each other silently.

One of them is staring right now with a sword screen that seems to pull out his double sword strapped to his waist.

One, I'm smiling with Nico, but my eyes aren't smiling.

Follow such parallel lines to us.

"Whoa, whoa! We're number one today!

"The strongest mercenary regiment in PvP is us!

"Now it's time for me to hunt you back, its neck. Yeah!

A group of mercenaries suddenly attacked us, distancing themselves from their fear of their sisters.

"Shit."

Along with her sister's tongue-beating, Tom and Jerry, who had refrained behind her back, and four other sisters and the same members began to respond to them.

My sister doesn't seem to know what to do.

With Josio and Elina, they may be deciding whether it's okay to leave this one alone.

Even if we stick together here, nothing will change.

The moment Wolfe, famous for that vile method of warfare, presented herself and covered me.

It made me feel like a definite thing.

If we work together, we might survive.

I don't want to give up what I can do to myself.

I don't want the fairies to die, and my people, my sister, we all want to survive this place.

So I opened my mouth.

"Ahhh! Sister! This isn't the time to be hostile to Mr. Elina and the others! Why don't we work together, even temporarily?

"Sasasu, Taro, we can talk."

To Elina's delight, my sister makes a tannic surface.

"Sister...... please. We'll all be wiped out."

Pull my sister's sleeve, manage to join forces for just a few moments, so I hope you trust Elina and the others.

Whatever you had in mind, I didn't know right or left when I first got into Clan Clan. You lectured me a lot like that and even delivered me to the church where my sister is, these two.

"... Now, tell me how many"

My sister spoke low and listened to my wish.

"All right! Eh!"

"All right! All right, kiddo!

Elina and Josio immediately put their right hands up against each other.

And they both speak up at the same time.

"" 'The Herald resonates!

The two put their raised hands to heaven to earth.

And for a few seconds, I'm closing my eyes.

Apparently, it's an adversarial ability.

Is this how you know where your enemies are and what their targets are? What a bandit-like ability.

"The number of these footsteps…"

"I knew there was a bunch of Divine Soldiers (Deus) near the Imperial Castle..."

I'll make sure we and my sister surround and protect those two defenseless people.

"Not yet?

When their scorched sister gave them a glance, they exhaled.

"Actually, it's on the front line, and I don't have time to use my abilities. We're all strong, and no."

"Now we finally know the whole ballroom."

"I know... because there's no such thing as an ability to detect a wide range in a single time. So, what's the result?

"The number of Divine Soldiers (Deus) approaching to besiege the venue is around 50, 28 near the King, I wonder?

"The number of mercenaries (players) must be less than I know. Approximately 200 people…"

The number of divine soldiers is about 80. If so, it could be under 200, even though we need at least triple the number of 240 mercenaries (players) to fight it.

"There are fewer mercenaries (players) than I thought..."

Moreover, the enemy is not the only inferior divine soldier (Femi Deus).

Behind it lies Kaguya Morpheus, the Ashes King.

Honestly, the war situation is hopeless.

"There were nearly 500 people at first, huh? Did someone...? I don't know if it's because I've killed so many people."

"Eh, stop tangling with Mr. Singh. Afterwards I'm afraid."

"Ha, ha, ha, ha."

My sister's hand cracked all the time, but apparently she dared to sulk the exchange of a stupid couple with a seizure disorder.

"Fair enough. All we have to do is run around the battlefield and give this information."

"I'll go easy on you."

"Tiny."

Tom and Jerry have also joined the conversation at some point to see if they have killed the mercenaries they have attacked. All the members of my sister's mercenary regiment seem safe and hectic when they put up their own weapons and can go anytime.

"What's your next fight?

You can still go, us.

"I'll let it pass, it's a mistake, right?

"Tiny."

My sister smiles at the light mouth of such a group.

"I'll live. Don't die, you guys."

"Ha ha. No, no, no, no, no."

How many of these people are fighting in a row?

I thought it would be amazing to be able to keep this war spirit, temper.

That's a madly painted mercenary regiment that prefers to fight blood called PvP, "The Neck Hunting Insanity Together".

"And that was fast, you guys"

"Um, before breakfast."

"Sa, do we touch each other! The mercenaries are gone!

"Anyway, the majority of them here won't listen to you, you sons of bitches!

Gehaha and I take a step towards them enjoying this situation.

"Sister, that's it. I have a good idea."

"Hmm?"

I told my sisters, the fierce warriors, that I was the weakest of them all.