70 70 Stories Women's Battle

Rumor angel.

A woman in a good boy's skin.

That was my firm view of her.

Me (me), Liliana von Licoris was blinded by one girl who appeared abruptly, albeit for a few seconds.

Long silver hair that wakes up.

Even though that would draw enough attention, the girl called an angel had grains of blue scattered jewellery in her hair, and God was so proud of her beauty that she was flattered. In addition to the bright white skin, which is also unclean and unclean at the end of the year, so much so that my loving face gives off an international color that I even illusion that I'm spraying the poison called 'charm' all around me.

In front of her, the presence of an angel was overwhelming, even though she thought it was equal to the appearance she was proud of and many other dusts. Such a way that she treats everyone in an extremely natural way and doesn't feel any arrogance. It was terribly funny, and I didn't seem unnatural as the same woman.

But now whoever sees it has to be called an angel.

I accidentally chewed my lips hard.

I don't know if that's from remorse or from a woman's aversion to the ugliness of trying to just show her beautiful place around again.

"Don't you know how many and what kind of monsters"

When her pink fruit, her tiny, plump, adorable lips spun the words, the men around her began to talk with a serious face.

"When it comes to countermeasures, is there only a frontal collision..."

"Hum. Quite a few of them could be dense."

"Well, if there is, then we can expect the usefulness of launching a ranged attack on the opening."

"Early story, is the first wave attack by magic?"

"It's a melee attack since you frustrated the target's nose."

It doesn't get in my head what the meeting is about.

I just can't help but worry about her winning the look of an angel that God seems to love in the world.

I wonder what kind of black emotion is hidden behind the beautiful honorable face where no other place exists. I don't know how I'm gonna skin him.

"So I (...) can also use an item called 'Launch Fireworks (Small)' to attack at a distance, so it's the wizards around Mina who open the tip and me (...) that do it?

I call myself 'me', and I feel nauseated at the way I feel about you. Daimyo, you've decided to appeal to "I'm a rusty lady" and "I have a beauty near the harp line with men."

"Well, it sounds like Ranged Troops could focus on Taro."

"I asked you, Taro"

During the operation of such a cunning female fox, the two of them were not pitiful enough to notice that they were haunted.

One looks warm, a dazzling hall with a smile.

The other is an intelligent, calm, and fierce palace with good looking glasses on his face.

That's right.

Most importantly, I don't care if you two samurai (Habe) who seem to have excellent eyebrows, and that's what makes it so obvious.

"Mr. Lilly, do you have any other ideas?

The middle-aged man, who was accidentally called Traj, gave me a finger, and I (I) removed my gaze from the angel.

You can't be rude to speak to me if you're supposed to be a lowlife townsman. But here, in this clan clan, everyone is given equal opportunities to be free. Yes, we are guaranteed the freedom not to be imprisoned by differences in identity or the surrounding environment.

I am also aware that I am being spoken of by a similar presence in a roadside stone called Traj, and that my emotions are boiling in conflict with my inner frustration.

So I (I) respond consciously by creating a compelling (frightening) grin to hide the intricacies that swirl around my chest.

"Right. I have no particular objection. Just one thing that bothers me…"

My gaze concentrates on me. To me, not to an angel.

I'm going to look at the men who listen to my words, and I'm going to tell them what I think is pale, not even taking a bite of the slightest sense of pleasure out of them.

"Mr. Tallo? Wasn't it? Is it appropriate for a mercenary (player) below level 7 like you to be present and be involved in the planning of future operations?

Well, now. You see how she's going to cope with my blade when she's called an angel.

"Whoa, whoa, if you're gonna point that out, RF4-you 're under the same seven levels, too, huh?

"I apologize for this. I thought it was a black stain and didn't realize it was a mercenary."

Although Ooga's uncle throws him an unexpected cross spear and he only gets a little out of tune, the earlier offensive material is immediately abandoned. And I (I) throw the next antiwar material.

"Does Taro have alchemy skills? How useful are such appreciative (...) skills?

In the dark, you will disgust me that you are only for the viewing of appearances.

"It doesn't seem like a good idea for a skill holder to be at the heart of a Ranged Attack Unit that has become a useless long object."

Now, you can't get away with staring at me with those crushed eyes, can you? How do you disobey and how do you appeal to your power? I stare at the angel, desperate to laugh. Alchemy is attacking you, knowing that it is not even possible to appeal to usefulness, and put some effort into your eyeballs to the extent that it is conveyed.

Big deal, when it comes to what you can do, you're just going to expose yourself to unusual ugliness trying to persuade your surroundings to use your appearance as a weapon as usual. Only now, I can't tolerate that sweetness. You're under unacceptable circumstances, and you can't use your best manoeuvres? Now, what are we going to do?

"Uh, Ri, Ri, Mr. Lili?

Oh. Shall I say as expected?

A fine, trembling voice would be a hustle and bustle to the Lord that I (I) am feeling frightened, and it would stir up my desire for protection.

She then slapped her rose-tided cheeks with her hands once and for some reason took a deep breath and looked at me again.

Fine, take it. I'll stand.

With that in mind, facing the angel's eyes from the front, she quickly slipped away from her gaze and somehow dyed her cheeks even more red.

"Uh, right. I'm not at the center. I'm not level worthy, as Lily said. I was going to say earlier, focusing on the Mina next to me... because Yu and Koo are going to say something extra... here you go."

Oh, my God, I pulled a clam, this woman. Besides, you can't deny how quick I feel.

"And now that we don't know how many enemies we have, Lily's right, alchemy is useless if the item is depleted..."

Besides, I can't believe you're showing tolerance for coming in affirming my words and actions and even following them, instead of pursuing my mistakes.

Yeah. Yeah.

This is what she did, isn't it? I don't know how many people have fallen into that hand, but I won't be deceived!

I (I) am the one who falls the insane who said so!

An angel with a very sad grin staring at this one kinda caused me to think that my heart would be determined. But everything she says and does, it's a trap! I wonder what a despicable act it is to throw up sweet words and embed the idea of sulli and sympathy in this heart.

"Whoa, you're saying Talo's alchemy's useless?

"Angel (...), you don't have that, do you?

Besides, the two handsome men surrounded by angels have fired backup shootings with a smile as if to protect her.

... You're here.

This will stain the air of the field with angel colors.

She gets on with the reward of the two surrounding her, "That's not true," what a humble attitude she keeps and behaves like a lady who seems pure. And you fucking laugh when you see the broken rapport between the inferior men, and inner control of the place.

"Seriously... stop saying angel"

But she turned her beautiful face into an ugly form with a rare face from her heart that didn't seem to be false again. He slapped the opposite expression on the surrounding two people.

You've had my unexpected reaction again...

Instead of selling the Meizi to a man, I can't believe I'm letting him go.

"Well? Whatever it is, it's called" Lily the Thief. "You don't have the nerve to say anything, do you, Taro?

Now that I'm confused by the angel's unexpected attitude, did I say red-haired woman, Yuri-chi or something? You've been fighting this way.

What I did seems to have resulted in an angel concentrating on me. In the first place, it is self-evident that there are many angel allies on this occasion. Then you should have predicted cases like this.

Although there won't be any fine dust to panic about.

"Oh? Is it possible that in this critical environment, you can take responsibility for my (my) opinion, which you can fully expect as a force of war, and as a result, pull the legs of everyone present here with an emphasis on useless existence?

In my words, which I would have argued perfectly, the woman who said Yukichi and so on did not break the protest stance has stunned me (me) as amazing.

"Taro's alchemy is strong."

I don't need you to take this one lightly just because you look older than me. It is a well-known fact that alchemy is an unusable skill. Bad luck is also a good place.

"Wouldn't you like to take a look at the kid's lies, too? Oh, excuse me, it could have been my aunt!

"Konno."

Drop her off with a scornful grin as a red-haired, short-tempered woman with angry hair devastates herself.

Here, if this yuuki or the aunt who said it would erupt, I'd have to stop around. The female cow in front of you doesn't seem to know that any persuasion is lost to violence in the context of a discussion.

Now the men in this room will have to stand by me.

"Yuichi, what's" thief demon lily "?

A few moments before the red-haired woman exploded, an angel asked a question in a blurry tone. By a word of that angel, the redhead regained his calm, or he held his right hand, which was stretching out to the great sword on his back.

This is brilliant to be stationary at this time, Angel.

Breaking through my prospects, I see. So you're a woman who can.

"Eh Taro. This" thief demon Lily "is a cowardly, notorious mercenary (player) who deceives the right men and punches them from behind, stealing items and chests. That's why they call it Lily the Bandit and the Devil in the Skin of a Poor Girl."

Hear the description of the redhead, I see. I had to impress the angels. I wanted to send praises to the enemy. Hate, of course.

If the angel had predicted and adjusted this development from the beginning and wanted a chance, I would have fallen prey to her trap.

Now while angels surround my evil impressions with ingredients and whisper with blonde cleric girls, red-haired women, and princess martial artists in plain peace, this one's share gets worse. Instead, you won't be able to inadvertently stand up for me as a force that meets enough standards. Because, at least, you're at risk of buying and losing the misfortune of three likely female mercenaries (players) here.

"Humph. That's cowardice."

Wolf, the musina of the same hole, had earlier skirmishes at its roots, here he has mocked me and set up a chase......

Apparently, the odds have been thin since the beginning. Looks like the angels were firmly acquiring the hearts and minds of everyone here.

Even as I give up on a situation without salvation, I regret only a little, really slight, setup with an angel.

"Wolfe still hates it."

But cleaving that dark feeling is yet another word of an angel beyond the realm of imagination. She used my bad reviews that the red-haired woman said and wondered if she would attack this one, pointing that spearhead at just Wolfe.

"Humph. It would be hard for me to lose something like that, wouldn't it?

I don't know what you're talking about. But there was an atmosphere between them where angels bore something more like a loan to Wolfe. I can't believe you bothered to protect me instead of selling me to such a disadvantaged opponent...

No! This is just one of those manipulations that angels cage me in!

"It's not hard to stick...... I'm more concerned about how Mr. Lily could have achieved an artistic discipline by poking him from behind"

Wolfe's restraint was lightly overtaken, and the angel brought the subject back to me.

Oh, my God, what a terrible child!

I can't believe I let you expect this one even for a moment, and I just loosened my mind, and let my subordinate hands announce my evil sins in detail, and come and offer me a toddle. Even though, the cunning of pinpointing at this moment when this one is in the mood for a spiritual sinking float is enough for me to wrap my tongue around.

"However, using the skills of a covert lineage? I was wondering if you heard that the main method of surprise warfare from the immediate dissolution of PT was to try to alert the members of PT. You're such a bastard."

In the face of an angel, she falls flat into the middle of nowhere. Her business is livestock.

Yeah. From now on I will be deprived of my dignity and crushed by no complete skin. To the devil in the angel's mask.

No more escape, I just stare at the angel.

With a grudging look.

At least there was a little bit of my resentment in her heart for leaving the color of her eyes behind. Even as I feel fierce anger at myself that I can only resist this much, I will wait for the word of acquittal.

But the angel missed his gaze from me sassy, lighting Zhu on both cheeks.

And smile softly as it lights up.

"Mr. Lily, that's amazing"

And you complimented me.

I'm sure it's because my heart was trapped in a darkness with no escape.

Her appearance was so beautiful and pathetic in my eyes that I fell in love with her.

A girl whose sunshine falls on her fine silver hair, making them brilliant and haunting as she reflects them.

Even though he has an excellent appearance, he doesn't even use it as a weapon to charm his lord, he just looks straight. She looked exactly what an angel deserved.

I'm sure that would be the illusion that the temporary illusion created.

"... thank you, thank you"

The discomfort as if my mouth-running words were not my thing. By now, I must be upset. But it's also true that I feel terribly dazzled about her.

"Exactly... angel, right?"

And I groaned so in a small voice that no one could hear me. Unexpectedly, I am stunned that my tongue has spouted words like this at her.

"So, so, but I can't believe you're an angel. I will never admit it!

Yeah.

Is it something you admit and do?

What you said earlier was a mistake.

This is the first time that the back of my chest is pounding like this.

I can't help it if I say or do something strange.