58 58 stories Traitors cutting ahead
"Ha... ha... hey..."
The little sigh I followed.
It shifted from sighing at strangely floating mercenaries (players) on the battlefield to fearing the king.
Kaguya Morpheus.
Ashes (kaijin) are scattered without a trace, and it is precisely at this moment that mercenaries (players) were embodying it.
After throwing the liturgical sword, it was thought that the weapon the king had was gone, but that was a great mistake.
Swirling in his right hand, the dust (chisels) that mixed the grains of fire and ash clustered together, mimicking a single sword. At first glance, this sword is like it was produced with some kind of energy body. The length is unknown.
At first, when I checked in the distance, I decided it was the length of a reach that wouldn't reach two meters, but now the ash and flaming sword the king sifted was superior to the length of seven meters.
In other words, the king had overwhelmed the mercenaries (players) with his own two-handed sword.
"Yabe!
"A blow! Even a blow will kill you instantly!
"Whoa, whoa!
The king bumbled around its great sword, killing several mercenaries to caress them (...).
Yes, you can't normally wave such a big sword around.
Because tear the mercenaries apart, and the impact on each and every one of them will slow down the movement of the sword. But it won't.
What the Dust King grabs in his hand is an intangible sword.
The swinging blade cuts HP across a wide area so that it can pass through the bodies of the mercenaries (players). Shake the ashes and sparks around.
"Hey! Your weapon endurance is at zero in an instant!
"Shield, my shield has been destroyed. Aah!"
"It's gear destruction!
"No, purely the endurance value of his gear can't stand the performance of his weapon!
"You're gonna break it. Ooh!
It seems that the mercenary (player) who let the king's attack slip through his weapons and shields (...) was destroyed his gear at the price of leaving him with a slight HP.
"We have to avoid it."
The dozen mercenaries (players) in charge of the avant-garde, who were closest to the king, were killed in seconds.
"Seriously..."
"Ha..."
Neighboring shaking night (Koya) and Evening Fai (Yuki) have a dry grin.
Where the mercenaries were just now, they left only a little ash behind.
Ashes and dust... exactly what the name of King Ashes and Dust deserved to crush his enemies like Chile with a great sword.
The mercenaries who would have been there before were killed and vanished, leaving plenty of room around the king.
The next time that fierceness comes down is ourselves… and the mercenaries located in the breathtaking Zhongwei, that is, in front of us, scream out in desperate shape.
"Long distance!
"Yes, magic!
"If you hit a single hit with a ranged attack, you'll complete the quest!
The voice, of course, should have reached the king.
But the king, who approached him quietly, did not look in a special hurry, with his sword in his right hand, but in a relaxed manner.
On the contrary, it increases the anxiety of the mercenaries (players).
"'The realm of kings' …"
And the moment the king muttered so, the effect occurred as if a semi-circular pale area around 10 meters had spread for a moment around the dust king.
That range will reach us in a few moments.
Of course, from the mercenaries (players) who were within that effect, the voice of fear rises from there against the unqualified abilities that the King suddenly activated.
"Hi-ha, hi-ha"
"Hey, what?
"There's nothing wrong with you?
Let the mercenaries (players) float and the king spins his gaze.
And I was alone with potpourri.
"You, you, you, you..."
The voice of the king, including joy, reached us for some reason.
"There's no reason to remember the name. Ashes will make you look familiar..."
Instead, the king raised his right hand and formed a few new single-handed swords from the swirling ashes.
And as he waved his arms down, four swords flew to the mercenaries.
"Whoa."
"Ah."
"Dancer of the Innocent Wind, you're dancing!
"It's a long time of narrowness!
Four screams ran the battlefield.
The mercenaries (players) whose swords were pierced were wizards capable of ranged attacks. Some were pierced with the king's sword where they were in the chant, and I cannot forbid sympathy even though they were pitiful voices.
"I wonder if you've identified the wizard exactly"
"You judged me by my gear and clothes?
George and Glenn will come up with their thoughts on the speculation between the two old friends.
"How dare you get to know them deeply?"
"Is that analytical abilities?
Especially when magic is your main weapon, Glenn. You have a dark color of vigilance. It is lagging behind so that it does not fall within the range of abilities activated by the King.
Contrary to that, Mina was staring at me silently.
I'm sure you're anticipating when to use the last "Pale Amber Seed" and are waiting for my instructions.
"Ugh..."
Not if you've been observing the king forever.
The number of victims slaughtered by one king after another will only increase, and our turn will soon come. If it's one or eight, it's better to make a total attack on everyone who stays, which should also increase the likelihood that someone's attack will accidentally hit.
My sisters are getting closer to reaching the same opinion as I thought.
"Taro, we're going"
My sister had a well-prepared and clear grin. But in his eyes is the shadow of a dark flame. It felt as if the last time the candle (candle) fire went out, it would appear when it burned violently.
Tom and Jerry ask such a sister, surprised from behind.
"Sister, did you see the weakness?
"Well, we have a pretty high tolerance for sleep, confusion, delusion, paralysis, and state disorders. No... Our current state disorder attacks and abilities seem to work."
"I don't see it at all. I don't think I have a weakness."
I answer the king, whose sister waves an intangible sword, with a stern look on her face.
"Well, I can't benefit from your sister's title. Ever."
"I don't think I can defeat you."
I'm heartily surprised at the face of "The Neck Hunting Drunk Communists" who are trying to defeat me instead of striking a blow.
That's just what they call PvP's most vicious mercenary regiment (clan).
And one question arose in the flow of the conversation.
"My sister's title?
Unexpectedly, it gets on my mouth.
"Ah, ah. You can tell me if you want to be my sister."
"Your sister's title is" Strategies for the Weak (Lancaster). "
That's a title that doesn't deserve a strong man's sister.
"I see weaknesses in monsters and mercenaries (players)."
"So, some cheats can do 100% Critical Damage when attacked there."
"Besides, if you belong to the same PT, we'll get the benefit of it."
Tom and Jerry reveal Hisohiso and his sister and their own methods of warfare with a grin like Nishishi and a prankster.
"We don't see the weak spot. But then I heard from my sister."
"When you attack a weak spot, you have a 30% chance of being a Critical Hit."
"Much worse than your sister, but you can't be strong enough."
"The weakness of mercenaries is that they have a lot of necks."
"So I'm ready for an ambush with excellent enemy and analytical skills."
"We specialize in abnormal state skills, and we hold our enemies back."
"After that, all at once, aim for your neck, like this, huh?
I look at the two of them cutting their own necks with their thumbs, and I remember.
Indeed, even when he helped me from the 'lone wolf', the mercenaries (players) surrounding him were falling instantly, but that may have been a sleep condition abnormality.
At the Fairy Ball, the mercenaries' movements went crazy for a moment when they helped Georges was confusion or disillusionment? Anyway, it may be that the main weapon of the "Neck Hunting Drunk Co" is to inflict a blow by his sister's title, or a massive blow, from an abnormal state.
"Tom, Jerry. That's all there is to waste... Taro and the others will slap the king down once and for all after we break through."
"Wait, sister. The sisters are more cooperative and individual than we are. Wouldn't it be better if we went first and became walls against the king at all?
My sister-in-law smiles unexpectedly at my opinion.
That loose look is warm enough to convince me that it comes from my sister's true intentions without any deception.
"It's not my sister's job to let my sweet little brother die before me."
I will not tolerate objections, my sister's temper is conveyed on the word.
"That's why."
"You will strike the enemy general over our corpse."
With Tom and Jerry's push on one of my sisters' words, we're set to follow.
Then.
Me, Shaking Night, Yuki, George, Mina, Glenn, your six of us poked each other in the face and worked out tactics immediately.
In a short time, we will talk about what we can do and plan an operation that focuses on striking the king as hard as we can.
"This way. Wow, that's okay."
Reacting to George's words, his sister slowly crossed her arms.
The hand grabs the pattern of the sword and pulls the double sword out of the sheath.
"Well, let's go. You guys."
Sharin, as she spreads her hands wide, her sister, who has unleashed her two swords, smiles invincibly.
"I'll leave the rest to you, alchemist brother."
I let the pitch-black ponytail loosen and my sister's back was far away in an instant.
"Leave it to me, sister..."
On my sister's smaller back, both me and us ran out to chase her away.
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"I can read, I can read! Is this what human thought is all about!
The king is making a mockery of the desperately challenging mercenaries.
"I guess I'm sad... a bunch of that foolishness I know to take in my hands. What a shallow thing to think... shame on you"
Nothing short of brilliant.
As if to preface, the King will crush all the attacks launched by mercenaries (players) and stab Todome easily.
"Bad long thinking, similar to resting. where I put wisdom to work, it equals the fact that I don't think"
The lonely words of the Ashes King obsess the battlefield.
"The rest have removed such impurities, I want to get drunk in a pure struggle..."
As soon as the sisters broke into the 'realm of kings', they were unnecessarily rolling into the earth. Because does the king grasp as if the destination of the members of the "Neck Hunting Drunk Co" were in his hands, producing a sword made of ash and fire from the ground, which prevented their progression?
Even if it isn't a blow to death, the onslaught of the "Neck Hunting Drunk Communists", who have lost much of their posture, stops.
However, the three of us were able to pack quite a distance to the king when Yuki and Yuki ran out into the gap.
Mercenaries (players) belonging to other groups are also launching various attacks on the Dust King, so they are aiming to become the king they are after.
Everyone here was a challenging comrade against the same absolute strong.
The Dust King continues to wave his sword endlessly with tricks like sweeping away swarms of insects as the mercenaries (players) mount a fierce and deadly attack.
I think that sharp gaze just turned towards us for a moment.
"Yu!"
In response to my alarming voice, Evening Fai instantly activates the abilities.
"'Giant Shield (El Exudo)'!"
Evening Fai's shield swells more than triple. Its ability to increase its weight rapidly in proportion to the area it has grown.
It can be said that even if the weight is to support Evening Glow, the limit is to place it on the ground.
However, in response to Evergreen's ability activation, I quickly apply a "straight paint" to Evergreen's shield, which goes side-by-side.
The painted colour was "Fluffy Cotton Grass" Fluffy Leaf Green ", which could be collected from Mohusa.
The effect is to reduce the weight to one part (d) by applying it to the equipment.
"Shh, wow... I best run with it..."
Evening glow as she sweats on Nicole and her forehead, her breath constantly leaks her thoughts as well.
I snort at a knight whose speed has slowed down a little.
"Protect me, Master Knight."
The tone is mild, but the expression is serious. The night (Koya) taps Yuehui's shoulder.
Shaking night and hiding me, with the shield in front, Evening Fai continues his assault.
The penetrating attack wielded by the king was often monotonous with a flash of horizontal gibberish. If I were a little taller, I would have stayed low and approached Yuki's big shield while concealing myself, I would have taken a blow.
Shaking Night and Evening Fai will withstand an attack over the shield if it is up to a single blow.
In other words, it's not a walking potion (healer), it's a running potion (healer), and as long as I can help both of you, it's a step at the king's feet. Here, I'm standing shoulder to shoulder with an old friend, ready to run out of the remaining potions.
"Let us bubble the king."
The moment I smiled and tried to tell my best friends what I meant. I wondered if a strong impact ran on my back, and was blown forward diagonally downward to the right so as to leave Evening Shine's shield shelter.
"Become"
My vision changes dramatically and I raise my voice of amazement.
I answered that.
"Taro, it was dangerous"
"Talo - Oops, were you there?"
"Talorin, I'm sorry"
It was apparently the wind fairies who flew without any warning to me.
Stick a little knife to the ground, manage to kill the wind momentum, and look hard around to figure out what happened.
Fu, the old friends I was running with until earlier are in my eyes.
Evening Fai and Shaking Night were mellow, and discord had arisen on his legs, which kept moving.
And when I check the two HP bars.
Yu (Evening Fai) Lv9 HP 260/450
Kou (Shaking Night) Lv10 HP 10/270
What Sole showed, and the reason for the ashes drifting near their legs (...), was obvious.
He was attacked by the Dust King's sword.
And I guess I was saved by the wind fairies.
Evening Fai and Shaking Night support the nearly collapsed posture diligently and begin to advance again with stepped foot.
Evening Fai and the others are picking me up off the straight route again under the shield.
Yuehui, pushing forward, has a harsh look and snorts at me.
He looked at me only for a moment at night, holding up his glasses quickly and looking forward only.
The thoughts of my colleagues conveyed in silent exchanges prompt me to take a step toward (the king).
Immediately use "Emerald (Emerald) Tears" to increase the health of both of them near full speed, followed by the release of "Fragrant Balls of the Deceased" around themselves.
As it happens, there is translucent grey smoke around.
Spread the 'ash-transparent shawl' conceded by Mr. Announ to hide himself from it and wrap it around his whole body.
Now you should barely be able to see me.
Hands should be as calculated.
And then to the two of you who keep running, in time, I'll start moving.
The attack of the Dust King was not perceptible.
The attack is too fast. Not to mention, hiding in a shield and advancing doesn't make it possible to see the opponent's behavior.
That's why I would have been killed if it hadn't been for the lay of the fairies.
I just had one question.
That means the shield won't be able to see what's going on with him, just as the Dust King can't see the back of the shield either. The remnants of the attack by the king remained at the feet of the two.
I mean, me traveling to hide in the big shield, me standing low, trying to put it together and slash the shaking night and the evening glow down.
"Well, that's funny. But you can read it."
Low, the voice of a dust king (a bully) echoing from the bottom of the earth dominates the field.
It's like this tactic of war, position, status or ability. I feel unintentionally shivering in my mouth as if I have it all figured out.
"" Be my spirits, the fierce spirits of life. "
Such a spooky voice is dispelled by chants emanating from far rearward outside the 'realm of kings'. Mina and Glenn, the two chants overlapped.
"Flamesphere Crumble!"
From Mina, there are two fireballs about the size of a soccer ball.
From you, Glenn, four fireballs bigger than that were unleashed towards the Dust King.
I guess it activated a lot of magic to increase the bullet rate a little bit. The magic of the two, struck with a single blow and a wish, flows to the king like a red comet.
But instead of saying that the stretched sword chopped up the other mercenaries (players), he cut off the trajectory that the red shooting star drew along the way. Where the sword and magic collide, there is an explosion, and the attack between the two men does not extend one step to the King.
The two of them in the rear immediately recover their MP with the 'Forest Cousley' I gave them and start preparing for the next magic. All MP recovery items are entrusted to those two.
Let the magic continue in a row. There's nothing else.
Next to those two, there was an occama afro bastard who was crushing the battlefield observing, pitting his hands aside in an upright immovable position, making a crotch with his thumb and index finger.
At first glance, he stands as enlightened as Buddha, but it seems that I am George's genuine style.
I check on the rear guards and throw the 'Fragrance Ball of the Deceased' further forward.
To continue with transparency, grey smoke needs to be diffused around the direction of travel.
On my way to the king. It became apparent to my sister that Tom and Jerry were feeding on the sword of King Ash and Dust, blasting Kill Effects and vanishing into the void.
"Ahhh..."
Anxiety and anger shake my brain, but I glimpse the whirlpool of emotions that push me away and keep moving quietly.
Yet, Evening Fai and Shaking Night are running through the mercenaries cutting with the Ashes King.
Mina and Glenn are still chanting.
George is still standing.
I'm not giving up.
"" Flamesphere Crushing (Flam Grable) "!
Again, Mina's magic is activated.
And at a slightly late time, Glenn screams, too.
"Fallen Flame"
If they're going to intercept an attack at a point, how about a magical attack on the face?
With such aim, Glenn, your mighty flame looms with the king in mind.
The red shaking flame swells rapidly, trying to pour over the king's head like a flaming pillar falling from the sky.
And at this defining moment, I use the last "Sniping Fireworks (Small)".
Mina and I are on the sidelines, Glenn, you're on top.
It's a simultaneous attack from a long range.
Red lotus flowers bloom with flashing light, and Glenn-kun's scorching heat becomes a petal and blows away.
The sight has never been seen before, the scale of the flame.
I only take a little breath of that power.
This is our power.
Abandoned as unusable, Mina now has a fine string of magic.
My alchemy, said to be garbage, goes hand in hand with the magic of a mercenary (player), said to be a sleepless magician.
In addition, Zuchin felt the earth shake all the time. Ha, and drop your gaze on the ground.
This is a testament to George's move.
So convinced, when we return our gaze to the magic attack we created...
"If you can read it, I can tell you."
The dust made of ash and fire, the soles that until earlier the king had acted as a gripping sword in its hands...... sometime became a giant shield extending 8 metres in diameter, disabling all attacks.
"Is there such a way to prevent..."
In addition, swords grow from that shield one after the other, piercing at the rising mercenaries (players).
However, should I call it the rain of the sword?
In the midst of this, Yuki desperately lifted her shield to shelter her at night, pierced herself by several swords, and misted with the brilliant effects of the green.
I bite my back teeth and roll the 'Fragrance Ball of the Deceased' down the path to get closer to the king.
And quickly "Tears of Emerald (Potion)" at night.
I was flying at night. Probably used an ability called 'Flying Legs'. Thanks to his march with Evening Fai, his wings seemed to be able to zero his distance from the king at once. The end of a friend who dared to strike a special blow traced the same fate as a friend who was scattered in a king's wave.
Everything was a flash.
But not yet.
I still have my hands.
I feel my feet shake more and more, and my morale never gets cut off.
"Until it's overwhelming. Whoa, whoa. ♪ That ambition. I i o t co hey hey. "
A trembling whisper echoes in Okama's joy, and Zushin and the earth beat.
No, the shake is intermittent, and the interval quickly gets faster.
Dossin ', Dossin' through the phenomenon of earthquakes, I keep running to the king with the shawls and fairies of transparency.
"Come on! Wow, could you make A Chi Ki, O Ng Na?
George did.
It's Okama, our maximum firepower is approaching the king.
And with all his strength, he launched an attack by Nunchak.
Yes, George had succeeded in fleshing out at once in the gaps the king was dealing with the onslaught of us and the other mercenaries.
Most of all, aim for the moment when the attack on the king is focused.
Only, with a 5 step (...) dash - I put a royal hand on it.
That was a giant okama over 5 meters superior.
Forged out and tight colored black body lifts the stiffness -. Punch perm afro shivers brutally -. Shocking pink eyeshadow charms point gianted octopus.
George unleashed a huge attack on the king, a blow to the synagogue.
Realize the sights that are likely to come out of nightmares.
Yes, this was what we were after.
In the cemetery of the giant who adventured with Mr. Announ, he was creating a synthesis of the "Giant Bone (Fire Resistance)" and "Giant Nation Chapter" he got, an item.
He was giving George the "Giant and Walking Solution".
Because of the scarcity of the material, I entrusted my trump card to Okama, where there was only one. That's because the strongest man in our PT is definitely George and a trustworthy companion.
Excellent stuff about your body being 2-3 times bigger and your HP, Power, and Defense tripling due to the effect of the item.
However, the effect time is only 30 seconds.
Moreover, the quickness drops to two-thirds as a price.
I mean, we needed to be distracted by the time George approached us. Besides, if it expires, I won't be able to move at all for 30 seconds.
You deserve exactly the last blow.
But Ash King took even George's heavy blow with a dust sword.
On the contrary, I try to flash my sword in return and let George bathe me.
"Vooachaaaaaaaaaa!"
The giant Okama makes an odd noise of it and evades it with a buck spin as it heavily loosens the afro. In doing so, Nunchak hooks up to the king's sword and blows it somewhere.
The giant Okama tried to be on offense again, an anomalous groan... and when he thought he crouched his hands on the king's second flash about the ground and sent him away, he spun his legs upside down and let the kick go boom.
"Kiyyyyyyyyyyy!"
Muay Thai player.
No, Capoella, is that Taekwondo?
I don't know, but it's definitely powerful.
I'm sorry about that, but my voice is creepy.
"Howatts!? Let me get this. Whoa, whoa! You're a real man, aren't you?
George's bizarre counter was also beautifully avoided by the king as he flew sideways with Hilary.
And the third blink, his body twisted gruntly and a great sword lengthwise, waved down a reach that spanned eight meters.
"Ahem, that's right, King."
The colored black wolf of the giant went scattered with Kill Effect as he was cut from his ass to his head and let himself cum.
"For humans, it was quite a move. Let's send a compliment."
The king who slaughtered George and landed staggered pointed his sword tip at Glenn and Mina, who were far away. No longer were only myself and those two survivors on this battlefield.
A little in front of me, the king with his back turned must think so.
The king stood honorably unaware of my presence in the ash-transparent Chemli where the "Scent Ball of the Deceased" occurred.
"" Flamesphere Crushing (Flam Grable) "!
Mina diligently speaks out her final magic name and launches an offensive against the king. At the same time as the two fireballs were released from Mina, Glenn ran out with his own cane.
Glenn, you ran for two reasons.
The first is because even though my appearance is transparent, I don't have trouble being moved by kings from where I am now.
And the second is an ambush by a bluff that made it look like it was out of MP.
"Well... even though I am a wizard, do I challenge you to a melee? I'm out of magic... it doesn't look like it."
The second reason was easily nursed for some reason.
But Glenn, your legs don't stop.
And I, too, slowly and quietly sneak up on the king's back.
Is the king from the margin of the winner or fortunately he never moved from there? Glenn looks forward to seeing what you can do. [M]
Naturally, the fireball activated by Mina is occasionally knocked down by a long sword.
At the same time as that timing, Glenn jumped lightly and spread his hands, turning his body into a big letter and shouting.
"Demon Gate Discard (Spell Charge), Free (Release)!"
A muscle of geometric light runs on his wand for a moment.
"The burning of the Fire will be the punishment of the guilty. Thou shalt redeem thy sin for thy affliction.
A sleepless demon guide who pointed the tip of his wand at the king without showing any bare gesture to solve the problem from chanting.
"The Way of the Prisoner (Flame Road)"!
A swirling flame runs straight to the king.
At the same time, I ran to the king's back.
This is destiny.
This is our real attack.
I sprinkle gray smoke around the area in "The Scent Ball of the Deceased," and the effect of the shawl makes me transparent and approaching. Using all kinds of attacks as bluffs, hitting my blow is our true aim.
One more step and my sprinkling knife hits the king's back.
The king was forming and preventing an example shield with dust, as if to bruise your magic with his nose.
And he didn't notice my approach at all, I thought.
The king turned around abruptly, without any foretaste, and looked at me (...).
No, you can't see, but you can't.
And yet, the king sees me.
"I've told you many times that you can read human thoughts."
This idea really builds a strong sense of fear in that movement that I can read. I don't want the king's fist to suck into my head a handsome iron fist a few times faster than my attack.
No longer, avoidance is impossible.
My HP will lose everything sooner than my attack hits.
There is no way to avoid a king attack that far exceeds his own status.
"Tarlin, eh!
But when the wind fairy muttered something, a small breeze suddenly broke out at her feet. Thanks to this, my legs were stretched and I knocked my body down at the front.
I'm not expecting it either. An event that was unthinkable and unthinkable.
I was rolled over.
And the king's fist was swept through (...).
Instead, a definite hand comes from my hand holding a psutchy knife.
"Ah, get it?
The momentum of the fall had led to a small knife sticking out on the king's toe.
Oh.
: Quest accomplished:
: Mercenary Taro has been given a 'rebel who cuts ahead':
: Quest Orderers, all were given 150,000 eso as a reward:
Oh, no?
I rolled over to the ground with a log like that.
This is exactly what happened when the fox got stuck.
At the end of the day, something completely unexpected happens to me, and I accomplish my quest with that benefit. Otherwise, a puffy cake from the shelf.
In an indescribable mood, I raise my face to the Ash King, the owner of the leg who pierced the dreaded knife.
The Ash King also had the vague look of things caught in his back teeth.
"... I see. Lord Mithola said (...) that he would not give a hand, but that the fairies were not in that range. You can't even read my" mind eye "that far..."
Snorted a bump and a solitaire, bending his thick brow to the letter to, the king returned his heel (bite) to the back without ever trying to look at me.
Sadly raised his hand to Lord Theary, who was waiting beside him, and quietly disappeared into the door of the royal castle.
"Quest, clear..."
Michelangelo's rulers leave, and the thread of tension finally breaks here, pulling out the power that was in his whole body.
"My princess! Ah! My dear princess! You're safe, above all else!
A little noisy Glenn can throw your voice from behind me sitting down. Looking back, he is walking with a full smile, his hands wide open and his usual rough bare gesture.
"Me and you are safe for this battle, yes! As a testament to our fate, I'd like to bond with our princess and friends."
Glenn, you say something to me, but I'm hit by an innocent girl running hard from behind him, and that dialogue was interrupted along the way.
"Ooh." Heavenly man. Well! You did it! That's the Heavenly One!
Mina hugged me with joy.
"Wow, hey, Mina"
"Now no one will fool around with Heavenly Master's alchemy! And complete the quest, hey, hey! Thanks to Heavenly Master!
She smiles uncontrollably and smiles like a child who tells a story of her dreams.
To be honest, I want to be as happy as Mina is.
But the mood was so complicated.
No, I know.
Undisputed success in our struggle has been the result so far.
"Beh, it's not just because of me. Mina worked really hard, and the mercenaries (players) who were here joined forces."
But in the most pivotal part......
I smile back at Nico and the fairies who smile at me in an unexpressed mood.
"Master Heavenly is humble! But I'm glad to be praised by such a heavenly man!
Mina still wraps her hand around my neck and is happy with the cackle.
"Something may be wrong with me. For me, Heavenly Master is my best friend (...)"
"Oh, oh... so is it for me"
Of all my girlfriends, Mina would be the best.
We've been acting together for the longest time, my girlfriend.
"I'm glad... but Heavenly Lord"
Reddening the cheeks, both eyes of a seeping mina peek into my eyes at close range.
"Heavenly Master's best friend, I think."
For some reason, I feel like Mina glanced at you with chills, emphasizing the part called best friend.
"About this one, about the fairy, about Mr. Missora, and the title you got for it? For example, there may be disrespectful people approaching Heavenly Master."
Somehow, are we deliberately talking about this now? I nod vaguely at a topic I don't even think about.
"You have to be careful when being friends with someone. Let's talk to you about that, including the future, shall we?
What Mina says is even more.
Maybe I should talk to my sister.
A world I've never been alert to, because that's Clan Clan.
"If Mina says so (...), let's do so"
At the corner of my sight, I was subtly concerned that Glenn had his cloak glistened with his right hand as he rode a little further away, but I would keep a firm reply to Mina.
This is how our Fairy Ball ended.
I don't know, a lot really happened, but that was pretty fun.
The items created by Alchemy were almost exhausted, and my sister, Yuki, Shaky Night, and even George were killed.
But I got more rewards than I deserved. Although it was the result of the fairy's power, a blurred desire arose to try to attack that Ash King with our own strength next.
I accidentally got a friend message from my sister when I was thinking about such a thing with a nimmer-melting grin on Mina.
"Taro, you did a great job. Quest clearance logs are coming through here, too. After checking, it looks like all the mercenaries (players) there are being paid."
'That's good. Thanks to my sister and everyone, I managed to take a blow to the Ashes King'
'That's my brother. Then I'll clean up the college report from now on, so I'll be on my nerves. Tomorrow, because I'm going home (...), maybe even then let me hear more about the battle with the Ashes King'
It was......
One battle away, another.
The encounter with my sister was about to open the curtain......
While Mina hugged me, I was reading the description of my newly acquired title, The Traitor Who Cuts the Front Line, escaping reality.
"Traitors cutting ahead"
[He who flies an anti-flag against the absolute ruler. A title worthy of a mercenary who had his opponent fought back without a step toward the existence of a mighty difference in power. A brave incarnation once upon a time will give you enough strength to shake the foundation of the world with a blow]
Acquisition Conditions: Special Reward for Quest 'Sage and King's Compromise'.
Effectiveness: At the start of the fight, there is a 50% chance of dealing Critical Damage if the first attack hits. It also increases the total number of all damage done to opponents whose level is higher than your own by 20%.
The little sigh I followed.
It shifted from sighing at strangely floating mercenaries (players) on the battlefield to fearing the king.
Kaguya Morpheus.
Ashes (kaijin) are scattered without a trace, and it is precisely at this moment that mercenaries (players) were embodying it.
After throwing the liturgical sword, it was thought that the weapon the king had was gone, but that was a great mistake.
Swirling in his right hand, the dust (chisels) that mixed the grains of fire and ash clustered together, mimicking a single sword. At first glance, this sword is like it was produced with some kind of energy body. The length is unknown.
At first, when I checked in the distance, I decided it was the length of a reach that wouldn't reach two meters, but now the ash and flaming sword the king sifted was superior to the length of seven meters.
In other words, the king had overwhelmed the mercenaries (players) with his own two-handed sword.
"Yabe!
"A blow! Even a blow will kill you instantly!
"Whoa, whoa!
The king bumbled around its great sword, killing several mercenaries to caress them (...).
Yes, you can't normally wave such a big sword around.
Because tear the mercenaries apart, and the impact on each and every one of them will slow down the movement of the sword. But it won't.
What the Dust King grabs in his hand is an intangible sword.
The swinging blade cuts HP across a wide area so that it can pass through the bodies of the mercenaries (players). Shake the ashes and sparks around.
"Hey! Your weapon endurance is at zero in an instant!
"Shield, my shield has been destroyed. Aah!"
"It's gear destruction!
"No, purely the endurance value of his gear can't stand the performance of his weapon!
"You're gonna break it. Ooh!
It seems that the mercenary (player) who let the king's attack slip through his weapons and shields (...) was destroyed his gear at the price of leaving him with a slight HP.
"We have to avoid it."
The dozen mercenaries (players) in charge of the avant-garde, who were closest to the king, were killed in seconds.
"Seriously..."
"Ha..."
Neighboring shaking night (Koya) and Evening Fai (Yuki) have a dry grin.
Where the mercenaries were just now, they left only a little ash behind.
Ashes and dust... exactly what the name of King Ashes and Dust deserved to crush his enemies like Chile with a great sword.
The mercenaries who would have been there before were killed and vanished, leaving plenty of room around the king.
The next time that fierceness comes down is ourselves… and the mercenaries located in the breathtaking Zhongwei, that is, in front of us, scream out in desperate shape.
"Long distance!
"Yes, magic!
"If you hit a single hit with a ranged attack, you'll complete the quest!
The voice, of course, should have reached the king.
But the king, who approached him quietly, did not look in a special hurry, with his sword in his right hand, but in a relaxed manner.
On the contrary, it increases the anxiety of the mercenaries (players).
"'The realm of kings' …"
And the moment the king muttered so, the effect occurred as if a semi-circular pale area around 10 meters had spread for a moment around the dust king.
That range will reach us in a few moments.
Of course, from the mercenaries (players) who were within that effect, the voice of fear rises from there against the unqualified abilities that the King suddenly activated.
"Hi-ha, hi-ha"
"Hey, what?
"There's nothing wrong with you?
Let the mercenaries (players) float and the king spins his gaze.
And I was alone with potpourri.
"You, you, you, you..."
The voice of the king, including joy, reached us for some reason.
"There's no reason to remember the name. Ashes will make you look familiar..."
Instead, the king raised his right hand and formed a few new single-handed swords from the swirling ashes.
And as he waved his arms down, four swords flew to the mercenaries.
"Whoa."
"Ah."
"Dancer of the Innocent Wind, you're dancing!
"It's a long time of narrowness!
Four screams ran the battlefield.
The mercenaries (players) whose swords were pierced were wizards capable of ranged attacks. Some were pierced with the king's sword where they were in the chant, and I cannot forbid sympathy even though they were pitiful voices.
"I wonder if you've identified the wizard exactly"
"You judged me by my gear and clothes?
George and Glenn will come up with their thoughts on the speculation between the two old friends.
"How dare you get to know them deeply?"
"Is that analytical abilities?
Especially when magic is your main weapon, Glenn. You have a dark color of vigilance. It is lagging behind so that it does not fall within the range of abilities activated by the King.
Contrary to that, Mina was staring at me silently.
I'm sure you're anticipating when to use the last "Pale Amber Seed" and are waiting for my instructions.
"Ugh..."
Not if you've been observing the king forever.
The number of victims slaughtered by one king after another will only increase, and our turn will soon come. If it's one or eight, it's better to make a total attack on everyone who stays, which should also increase the likelihood that someone's attack will accidentally hit.
My sisters are getting closer to reaching the same opinion as I thought.
"Taro, we're going"
My sister had a well-prepared and clear grin. But in his eyes is the shadow of a dark flame. It felt as if the last time the candle (candle) fire went out, it would appear when it burned violently.
Tom and Jerry ask such a sister, surprised from behind.
"Sister, did you see the weakness?
"Well, we have a pretty high tolerance for sleep, confusion, delusion, paralysis, and state disorders. No... Our current state disorder attacks and abilities seem to work."
"I don't see it at all. I don't think I have a weakness."
I answer the king, whose sister waves an intangible sword, with a stern look on her face.
"Well, I can't benefit from your sister's title. Ever."
"I don't think I can defeat you."
I'm heartily surprised at the face of "The Neck Hunting Drunk Communists" who are trying to defeat me instead of striking a blow.
That's just what they call PvP's most vicious mercenary regiment (clan).
And one question arose in the flow of the conversation.
"My sister's title?
Unexpectedly, it gets on my mouth.
"Ah, ah. You can tell me if you want to be my sister."
"Your sister's title is" Strategies for the Weak (Lancaster). "
That's a title that doesn't deserve a strong man's sister.
"I see weaknesses in monsters and mercenaries (players)."
"So, some cheats can do 100% Critical Damage when attacked there."
"Besides, if you belong to the same PT, we'll get the benefit of it."
Tom and Jerry reveal Hisohiso and his sister and their own methods of warfare with a grin like Nishishi and a prankster.
"We don't see the weak spot. But then I heard from my sister."
"When you attack a weak spot, you have a 30% chance of being a Critical Hit."
"Much worse than your sister, but you can't be strong enough."
"The weakness of mercenaries is that they have a lot of necks."
"So I'm ready for an ambush with excellent enemy and analytical skills."
"We specialize in abnormal state skills, and we hold our enemies back."
"After that, all at once, aim for your neck, like this, huh?
I look at the two of them cutting their own necks with their thumbs, and I remember.
Indeed, even when he helped me from the 'lone wolf', the mercenaries (players) surrounding him were falling instantly, but that may have been a sleep condition abnormality.
At the Fairy Ball, the mercenaries' movements went crazy for a moment when they helped Georges was confusion or disillusionment? Anyway, it may be that the main weapon of the "Neck Hunting Drunk Co" is to inflict a blow by his sister's title, or a massive blow, from an abnormal state.
"Tom, Jerry. That's all there is to waste... Taro and the others will slap the king down once and for all after we break through."
"Wait, sister. The sisters are more cooperative and individual than we are. Wouldn't it be better if we went first and became walls against the king at all?
My sister-in-law smiles unexpectedly at my opinion.
That loose look is warm enough to convince me that it comes from my sister's true intentions without any deception.
"It's not my sister's job to let my sweet little brother die before me."
I will not tolerate objections, my sister's temper is conveyed on the word.
"That's why."
"You will strike the enemy general over our corpse."
With Tom and Jerry's push on one of my sisters' words, we're set to follow.
Then.
Me, Shaking Night, Yuki, George, Mina, Glenn, your six of us poked each other in the face and worked out tactics immediately.
In a short time, we will talk about what we can do and plan an operation that focuses on striking the king as hard as we can.
"This way. Wow, that's okay."
Reacting to George's words, his sister slowly crossed her arms.
The hand grabs the pattern of the sword and pulls the double sword out of the sheath.
"Well, let's go. You guys."
Sharin, as she spreads her hands wide, her sister, who has unleashed her two swords, smiles invincibly.
"I'll leave the rest to you, alchemist brother."
I let the pitch-black ponytail loosen and my sister's back was far away in an instant.
"Leave it to me, sister..."
On my sister's smaller back, both me and us ran out to chase her away.
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"I can read, I can read! Is this what human thought is all about!
The king is making a mockery of the desperately challenging mercenaries.
"I guess I'm sad... a bunch of that foolishness I know to take in my hands. What a shallow thing to think... shame on you"
Nothing short of brilliant.
As if to preface, the King will crush all the attacks launched by mercenaries (players) and stab Todome easily.
"Bad long thinking, similar to resting. where I put wisdom to work, it equals the fact that I don't think"
The lonely words of the Ashes King obsess the battlefield.
"The rest have removed such impurities, I want to get drunk in a pure struggle..."
As soon as the sisters broke into the 'realm of kings', they were unnecessarily rolling into the earth. Because does the king grasp as if the destination of the members of the "Neck Hunting Drunk Co" were in his hands, producing a sword made of ash and fire from the ground, which prevented their progression?
Even if it isn't a blow to death, the onslaught of the "Neck Hunting Drunk Communists", who have lost much of their posture, stops.
However, the three of us were able to pack quite a distance to the king when Yuki and Yuki ran out into the gap.
Mercenaries (players) belonging to other groups are also launching various attacks on the Dust King, so they are aiming to become the king they are after.
Everyone here was a challenging comrade against the same absolute strong.
The Dust King continues to wave his sword endlessly with tricks like sweeping away swarms of insects as the mercenaries (players) mount a fierce and deadly attack.
I think that sharp gaze just turned towards us for a moment.
"Yu!"
In response to my alarming voice, Evening Fai instantly activates the abilities.
"'Giant Shield (El Exudo)'!"
Evening Fai's shield swells more than triple. Its ability to increase its weight rapidly in proportion to the area it has grown.
It can be said that even if the weight is to support Evening Glow, the limit is to place it on the ground.
However, in response to Evergreen's ability activation, I quickly apply a "straight paint" to Evergreen's shield, which goes side-by-side.
The painted colour was "Fluffy Cotton Grass" Fluffy Leaf Green ", which could be collected from Mohusa.
The effect is to reduce the weight to one part (d) by applying it to the equipment.
"Shh, wow... I best run with it..."
Evening glow as she sweats on Nicole and her forehead, her breath constantly leaks her thoughts as well.
I snort at a knight whose speed has slowed down a little.
"Protect me, Master Knight."
The tone is mild, but the expression is serious. The night (Koya) taps Yuehui's shoulder.
Shaking night and hiding me, with the shield in front, Evening Fai continues his assault.
The penetrating attack wielded by the king was often monotonous with a flash of horizontal gibberish. If I were a little taller, I would have stayed low and approached Yuki's big shield while concealing myself, I would have taken a blow.
Shaking Night and Evening Fai will withstand an attack over the shield if it is up to a single blow.
In other words, it's not a walking potion (healer), it's a running potion (healer), and as long as I can help both of you, it's a step at the king's feet. Here, I'm standing shoulder to shoulder with an old friend, ready to run out of the remaining potions.
"Let us bubble the king."
The moment I smiled and tried to tell my best friends what I meant. I wondered if a strong impact ran on my back, and was blown forward diagonally downward to the right so as to leave Evening Shine's shield shelter.
"Become"
My vision changes dramatically and I raise my voice of amazement.
I answered that.
"Taro, it was dangerous"
"Talo - Oops, were you there?"
"Talorin, I'm sorry"
It was apparently the wind fairies who flew without any warning to me.
Stick a little knife to the ground, manage to kill the wind momentum, and look hard around to figure out what happened.
Fu, the old friends I was running with until earlier are in my eyes.
Evening Fai and Shaking Night were mellow, and discord had arisen on his legs, which kept moving.
And when I check the two HP bars.
Yu (Evening Fai) Lv9 HP 260/450
Kou (Shaking Night) Lv10 HP 10/270
What Sole showed, and the reason for the ashes drifting near their legs (...), was obvious.
He was attacked by the Dust King's sword.
And I guess I was saved by the wind fairies.
Evening Fai and Shaking Night support the nearly collapsed posture diligently and begin to advance again with stepped foot.
Evening Fai and the others are picking me up off the straight route again under the shield.
Yuehui, pushing forward, has a harsh look and snorts at me.
He looked at me only for a moment at night, holding up his glasses quickly and looking forward only.
The thoughts of my colleagues conveyed in silent exchanges prompt me to take a step toward (the king).
Immediately use "Emerald (Emerald) Tears" to increase the health of both of them near full speed, followed by the release of "Fragrant Balls of the Deceased" around themselves.
As it happens, there is translucent grey smoke around.
Spread the 'ash-transparent shawl' conceded by Mr. Announ to hide himself from it and wrap it around his whole body.
Now you should barely be able to see me.
Hands should be as calculated.
And then to the two of you who keep running, in time, I'll start moving.
The attack of the Dust King was not perceptible.
The attack is too fast. Not to mention, hiding in a shield and advancing doesn't make it possible to see the opponent's behavior.
That's why I would have been killed if it hadn't been for the lay of the fairies.
I just had one question.
That means the shield won't be able to see what's going on with him, just as the Dust King can't see the back of the shield either. The remnants of the attack by the king remained at the feet of the two.
I mean, me traveling to hide in the big shield, me standing low, trying to put it together and slash the shaking night and the evening glow down.
"Well, that's funny. But you can read it."
Low, the voice of a dust king (a bully) echoing from the bottom of the earth dominates the field.
It's like this tactic of war, position, status or ability. I feel unintentionally shivering in my mouth as if I have it all figured out.
"" Be my spirits, the fierce spirits of life. "
Such a spooky voice is dispelled by chants emanating from far rearward outside the 'realm of kings'. Mina and Glenn, the two chants overlapped.
"Flamesphere Crumble!"
From Mina, there are two fireballs about the size of a soccer ball.
From you, Glenn, four fireballs bigger than that were unleashed towards the Dust King.
I guess it activated a lot of magic to increase the bullet rate a little bit. The magic of the two, struck with a single blow and a wish, flows to the king like a red comet.
But instead of saying that the stretched sword chopped up the other mercenaries (players), he cut off the trajectory that the red shooting star drew along the way. Where the sword and magic collide, there is an explosion, and the attack between the two men does not extend one step to the King.
The two of them in the rear immediately recover their MP with the 'Forest Cousley' I gave them and start preparing for the next magic. All MP recovery items are entrusted to those two.
Let the magic continue in a row. There's nothing else.
Next to those two, there was an occama afro bastard who was crushing the battlefield observing, pitting his hands aside in an upright immovable position, making a crotch with his thumb and index finger.
At first glance, he stands as enlightened as Buddha, but it seems that I am George's genuine style.
I check on the rear guards and throw the 'Fragrance Ball of the Deceased' further forward.
To continue with transparency, grey smoke needs to be diffused around the direction of travel.
On my way to the king. It became apparent to my sister that Tom and Jerry were feeding on the sword of King Ash and Dust, blasting Kill Effects and vanishing into the void.
"Ahhh..."
Anxiety and anger shake my brain, but I glimpse the whirlpool of emotions that push me away and keep moving quietly.
Yet, Evening Fai and Shaking Night are running through the mercenaries cutting with the Ashes King.
Mina and Glenn are still chanting.
George is still standing.
I'm not giving up.
"" Flamesphere Crushing (Flam Grable) "!
Again, Mina's magic is activated.
And at a slightly late time, Glenn screams, too.
"Fallen Flame"
If they're going to intercept an attack at a point, how about a magical attack on the face?
With such aim, Glenn, your mighty flame looms with the king in mind.
The red shaking flame swells rapidly, trying to pour over the king's head like a flaming pillar falling from the sky.
And at this defining moment, I use the last "Sniping Fireworks (Small)".
Mina and I are on the sidelines, Glenn, you're on top.
It's a simultaneous attack from a long range.
Red lotus flowers bloom with flashing light, and Glenn-kun's scorching heat becomes a petal and blows away.
The sight has never been seen before, the scale of the flame.
I only take a little breath of that power.
This is our power.
Abandoned as unusable, Mina now has a fine string of magic.
My alchemy, said to be garbage, goes hand in hand with the magic of a mercenary (player), said to be a sleepless magician.
In addition, Zuchin felt the earth shake all the time. Ha, and drop your gaze on the ground.
This is a testament to George's move.
So convinced, when we return our gaze to the magic attack we created...
"If you can read it, I can tell you."
The dust made of ash and fire, the soles that until earlier the king had acted as a gripping sword in its hands...... sometime became a giant shield extending 8 metres in diameter, disabling all attacks.
"Is there such a way to prevent..."
In addition, swords grow from that shield one after the other, piercing at the rising mercenaries (players).
However, should I call it the rain of the sword?
In the midst of this, Yuki desperately lifted her shield to shelter her at night, pierced herself by several swords, and misted with the brilliant effects of the green.
I bite my back teeth and roll the 'Fragrance Ball of the Deceased' down the path to get closer to the king.
And quickly "Tears of Emerald (Potion)" at night.
I was flying at night. Probably used an ability called 'Flying Legs'. Thanks to his march with Evening Fai, his wings seemed to be able to zero his distance from the king at once. The end of a friend who dared to strike a special blow traced the same fate as a friend who was scattered in a king's wave.
Everything was a flash.
But not yet.
I still have my hands.
I feel my feet shake more and more, and my morale never gets cut off.
"Until it's overwhelming. Whoa, whoa. ♪ That ambition. I i o t co hey hey. "
A trembling whisper echoes in Okama's joy, and Zushin and the earth beat.
No, the shake is intermittent, and the interval quickly gets faster.
Dossin ', Dossin' through the phenomenon of earthquakes, I keep running to the king with the shawls and fairies of transparency.
"Come on! Wow, could you make A Chi Ki, O Ng Na?
George did.
It's Okama, our maximum firepower is approaching the king.
And with all his strength, he launched an attack by Nunchak.
Yes, George had succeeded in fleshing out at once in the gaps the king was dealing with the onslaught of us and the other mercenaries.
Most of all, aim for the moment when the attack on the king is focused.
Only, with a 5 step (...) dash - I put a royal hand on it.
That was a giant okama over 5 meters superior.
Forged out and tight colored black body lifts the stiffness -. Punch perm afro shivers brutally -. Shocking pink eyeshadow charms point gianted octopus.
George unleashed a huge attack on the king, a blow to the synagogue.
Realize the sights that are likely to come out of nightmares.
Yes, this was what we were after.
In the cemetery of the giant who adventured with Mr. Announ, he was creating a synthesis of the "Giant Bone (Fire Resistance)" and "Giant Nation Chapter" he got, an item.
He was giving George the "Giant and Walking Solution".
Because of the scarcity of the material, I entrusted my trump card to Okama, where there was only one. That's because the strongest man in our PT is definitely George and a trustworthy companion.
Excellent stuff about your body being 2-3 times bigger and your HP, Power, and Defense tripling due to the effect of the item.
However, the effect time is only 30 seconds.
Moreover, the quickness drops to two-thirds as a price.
I mean, we needed to be distracted by the time George approached us. Besides, if it expires, I won't be able to move at all for 30 seconds.
You deserve exactly the last blow.
But Ash King took even George's heavy blow with a dust sword.
On the contrary, I try to flash my sword in return and let George bathe me.
"Vooachaaaaaaaaaa!"
The giant Okama makes an odd noise of it and evades it with a buck spin as it heavily loosens the afro. In doing so, Nunchak hooks up to the king's sword and blows it somewhere.
The giant Okama tried to be on offense again, an anomalous groan... and when he thought he crouched his hands on the king's second flash about the ground and sent him away, he spun his legs upside down and let the kick go boom.
"Kiyyyyyyyyyyy!"
Muay Thai player.
No, Capoella, is that Taekwondo?
I don't know, but it's definitely powerful.
I'm sorry about that, but my voice is creepy.
"Howatts!? Let me get this. Whoa, whoa! You're a real man, aren't you?
George's bizarre counter was also beautifully avoided by the king as he flew sideways with Hilary.
And the third blink, his body twisted gruntly and a great sword lengthwise, waved down a reach that spanned eight meters.
"Ahem, that's right, King."
The colored black wolf of the giant went scattered with Kill Effect as he was cut from his ass to his head and let himself cum.
"For humans, it was quite a move. Let's send a compliment."
The king who slaughtered George and landed staggered pointed his sword tip at Glenn and Mina, who were far away. No longer were only myself and those two survivors on this battlefield.
A little in front of me, the king with his back turned must think so.
The king stood honorably unaware of my presence in the ash-transparent Chemli where the "Scent Ball of the Deceased" occurred.
"" Flamesphere Crushing (Flam Grable) "!
Mina diligently speaks out her final magic name and launches an offensive against the king. At the same time as the two fireballs were released from Mina, Glenn ran out with his own cane.
Glenn, you ran for two reasons.
The first is because even though my appearance is transparent, I don't have trouble being moved by kings from where I am now.
And the second is an ambush by a bluff that made it look like it was out of MP.
"Well... even though I am a wizard, do I challenge you to a melee? I'm out of magic... it doesn't look like it."
The second reason was easily nursed for some reason.
But Glenn, your legs don't stop.
And I, too, slowly and quietly sneak up on the king's back.
Is the king from the margin of the winner or fortunately he never moved from there? Glenn looks forward to seeing what you can do. [M]
Naturally, the fireball activated by Mina is occasionally knocked down by a long sword.
At the same time as that timing, Glenn jumped lightly and spread his hands, turning his body into a big letter and shouting.
"Demon Gate Discard (Spell Charge), Free (Release)!"
A muscle of geometric light runs on his wand for a moment.
"The burning of the Fire will be the punishment of the guilty. Thou shalt redeem thy sin for thy affliction.
A sleepless demon guide who pointed the tip of his wand at the king without showing any bare gesture to solve the problem from chanting.
"The Way of the Prisoner (Flame Road)"!
A swirling flame runs straight to the king.
At the same time, I ran to the king's back.
This is destiny.
This is our real attack.
I sprinkle gray smoke around the area in "The Scent Ball of the Deceased," and the effect of the shawl makes me transparent and approaching. Using all kinds of attacks as bluffs, hitting my blow is our true aim.
One more step and my sprinkling knife hits the king's back.
The king was forming and preventing an example shield with dust, as if to bruise your magic with his nose.
And he didn't notice my approach at all, I thought.
The king turned around abruptly, without any foretaste, and looked at me (...).
No, you can't see, but you can't.
And yet, the king sees me.
"I've told you many times that you can read human thoughts."
This idea really builds a strong sense of fear in that movement that I can read. I don't want the king's fist to suck into my head a handsome iron fist a few times faster than my attack.
No longer, avoidance is impossible.
My HP will lose everything sooner than my attack hits.
There is no way to avoid a king attack that far exceeds his own status.
"Tarlin, eh!
But when the wind fairy muttered something, a small breeze suddenly broke out at her feet. Thanks to this, my legs were stretched and I knocked my body down at the front.
I'm not expecting it either. An event that was unthinkable and unthinkable.
I was rolled over.
And the king's fist was swept through (...).
Instead, a definite hand comes from my hand holding a psutchy knife.
"Ah, get it?
The momentum of the fall had led to a small knife sticking out on the king's toe.
Oh.
: Quest accomplished:
: Mercenary Taro has been given a 'rebel who cuts ahead':
: Quest Orderers, all were given 150,000 eso as a reward:
Oh, no?
I rolled over to the ground with a log like that.
This is exactly what happened when the fox got stuck.
At the end of the day, something completely unexpected happens to me, and I accomplish my quest with that benefit. Otherwise, a puffy cake from the shelf.
In an indescribable mood, I raise my face to the Ash King, the owner of the leg who pierced the dreaded knife.
The Ash King also had the vague look of things caught in his back teeth.
"... I see. Lord Mithola said (...) that he would not give a hand, but that the fairies were not in that range. You can't even read my" mind eye "that far..."
Snorted a bump and a solitaire, bending his thick brow to the letter to, the king returned his heel (bite) to the back without ever trying to look at me.
Sadly raised his hand to Lord Theary, who was waiting beside him, and quietly disappeared into the door of the royal castle.
"Quest, clear..."
Michelangelo's rulers leave, and the thread of tension finally breaks here, pulling out the power that was in his whole body.
"My princess! Ah! My dear princess! You're safe, above all else!
A little noisy Glenn can throw your voice from behind me sitting down. Looking back, he is walking with a full smile, his hands wide open and his usual rough bare gesture.
"Me and you are safe for this battle, yes! As a testament to our fate, I'd like to bond with our princess and friends."
Glenn, you say something to me, but I'm hit by an innocent girl running hard from behind him, and that dialogue was interrupted along the way.
"Ooh." Heavenly man. Well! You did it! That's the Heavenly One!
Mina hugged me with joy.
"Wow, hey, Mina"
"Now no one will fool around with Heavenly Master's alchemy! And complete the quest, hey, hey! Thanks to Heavenly Master!
She smiles uncontrollably and smiles like a child who tells a story of her dreams.
To be honest, I want to be as happy as Mina is.
But the mood was so complicated.
No, I know.
Undisputed success in our struggle has been the result so far.
"Beh, it's not just because of me. Mina worked really hard, and the mercenaries (players) who were here joined forces."
But in the most pivotal part......
I smile back at Nico and the fairies who smile at me in an unexpressed mood.
"Master Heavenly is humble! But I'm glad to be praised by such a heavenly man!
Mina still wraps her hand around my neck and is happy with the cackle.
"Something may be wrong with me. For me, Heavenly Master is my best friend (...)"
"Oh, oh... so is it for me"
Of all my girlfriends, Mina would be the best.
We've been acting together for the longest time, my girlfriend.
"I'm glad... but Heavenly Lord"
Reddening the cheeks, both eyes of a seeping mina peek into my eyes at close range.
"Heavenly Master's best friend, I think."
For some reason, I feel like Mina glanced at you with chills, emphasizing the part called best friend.
"About this one, about the fairy, about Mr. Missora, and the title you got for it? For example, there may be disrespectful people approaching Heavenly Master."
Somehow, are we deliberately talking about this now? I nod vaguely at a topic I don't even think about.
"You have to be careful when being friends with someone. Let's talk to you about that, including the future, shall we?
What Mina says is even more.
Maybe I should talk to my sister.
A world I've never been alert to, because that's Clan Clan.
"If Mina says so (...), let's do so"
At the corner of my sight, I was subtly concerned that Glenn had his cloak glistened with his right hand as he rode a little further away, but I would keep a firm reply to Mina.
This is how our Fairy Ball ended.
I don't know, a lot really happened, but that was pretty fun.
The items created by Alchemy were almost exhausted, and my sister, Yuki, Shaky Night, and even George were killed.
But I got more rewards than I deserved. Although it was the result of the fairy's power, a blurred desire arose to try to attack that Ash King with our own strength next.
I accidentally got a friend message from my sister when I was thinking about such a thing with a nimmer-melting grin on Mina.
"Taro, you did a great job. Quest clearance logs are coming through here, too. After checking, it looks like all the mercenaries (players) there are being paid."
'That's good. Thanks to my sister and everyone, I managed to take a blow to the Ashes King'
'That's my brother. Then I'll clean up the college report from now on, so I'll be on my nerves. Tomorrow, because I'm going home (...), maybe even then let me hear more about the battle with the Ashes King'
It was......
One battle away, another.
The encounter with my sister was about to open the curtain......
While Mina hugged me, I was reading the description of my newly acquired title, The Traitor Who Cuts the Front Line, escaping reality.
"Traitors cutting ahead"
[He who flies an anti-flag against the absolute ruler. A title worthy of a mercenary who had his opponent fought back without a step toward the existence of a mighty difference in power. A brave incarnation once upon a time will give you enough strength to shake the foundation of the world with a blow]
Acquisition Conditions: Special Reward for Quest 'Sage and King's Compromise'.
Effectiveness: At the start of the fight, there is a 50% chance of dealing Critical Damage if the first attack hits. It also increases the total number of all damage done to opponents whose level is higher than your own by 20%.
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