[Wave 12] Test of Warriors
Ranubel walks around diligently preparing for camp, wondering when his bridge had been sore.
You hew the ground with your magic and build a wall of dirt around it. In the middle, you burn a pyre of dried Lucifer's excrement to make a campfire.
After that,
Boom! Boom! Phew! Phew...
I took out seven sleeping bags from the 4-dimensional bag and spread them around the campfire. There are eight of them in total, but the Dark Knight is dead and unnecessary.
Tr a n s l at ed b y jpmtl .ｃoｍ Despite his magical aids, Ranubel demonstrated the ultimate in efficiency without a single tooth error, like the orchestra's performer.
"Braves! Good work again today! ’
"Thank you, Miss Lanubel. ’
‘Ranubel is good at everything. ’
‘Miss Lanubel, well done. ’
The ironic situation of camping for Ranubel unfolds while everyone is thankful for it.
Did he give you this bottle of pills?
T r an s l at ed b y Ｊp ｍ tl.ｃoｍ Ranubel and the warriors, who were admired for pretending to be cute and forgiven, gathered around a campfire to talk about their plans ahead, what happened today, and then fell asleep one by one.
How good it would be to end up with...
‘Chu, Chu, cold...! ’
I can't sleep because of mosquitoes! ’
‘Hnng?! Cockroach dot?!'
I need the bathroom! ’
If it snows here, it'll be gold painting....
“Brave! Brave! Can you sleep in this situation? ”
Lady A, who covered in dark red blood, woke me up shaking.
I was rolling my sleeping bag over my head to avoid grass-flying dirt, noise and bugs.
And I said,
“Holy shit, are you crazy? We can't march tomorrow unless we get him back on his feet. ”
“Tomorrow is not the problem! We're not gonna make it through the night! ”
“Isn't it your job to make it through the night okay? ”
“Well, that's... Now's not the time to get it wrong! The expedition is about to end! ”
I slowly got up. T ransl a te d by jpｍ tl .ｃ o m
A variety of solutions came to mind.
Dramatic acts that are hard to stop are most effective, but that's just like the zigzagging.
What if he's a real warrior?
“Wu-? ”
“Whoo-hoo! ”
I started to hear terminals all over the forest.
It was the result of the spirit king sitting in the center of my groin and sniffing happily for the children below.
Chimera and monsters under spiritual interference fought against each other and lost their lives one by one.
It's not domination. It stimulates their violence, turning hunting priorities from the weakest humans to the nearest creatures.
It's a simple incitement.
Soon my son-in-law was silent.
Thanks to the retreat of severely wounded, the surrounding Chimera and monsters were lured away.
It's temporary, but it'll hold out until dawn.
“Sa, did you buy it? ”
“Hehe! Hehe! ” T r ansl ate d by ｊp ｍt l.coｍ
“I thought you were going to die.... ”
“Knight! Phew! ”
The weary paladins and priests settle on damp ground with the blood of men and monsters.
Relaxed, they throw away their faces and leave them to their primitive instincts. It's because both the body and the mind are so exhausted.
The hero tomato was no exception.
“Was I arrogant.... What a hero... ”
He was more tired than anyone else, who helped him as much as he could.
Tomato armor, specially crafted in the Holy Kingdom, has also suffered numerous attacks and has already lost its function.
He seemed to think he had to retreat.
I would have done it if I were him. I realized I was out of power.
“Warrior, what did you do? ”
Saint A, who noticed the change sooner than anyone else, asked me.
“That's not what's important right now. ”
I gave her back what she told me.
Monsters born in nature quickly return to nature when they die. But you are not a human being born in a woman's womb. Tran sla t e d by jp ｍ tl.co ｍ
When you die, your body remains rotten or eaten until it disappears. If you don't get it right, you can become a ghost or a dead man.
And here is the saint.
A job where resurrection, instead of funeral, can be a fraudulent retreat.
But this also has time limits and conditions. The longer you leave the corpse, the harder it will be to resurrect.
“... Yes. Excuse me.”
Lady A turns around and runs hard to the warriors. I can take care of the wounded, but I leave that to the priests.
“By the way... I've been camping for a long time, and my back's frozen. I'd feel a little better if I had a soft hot pack... Meow.”
You see the dead priest face down on the dirt floor.
But there was no lower half. The sleazy monster seems to have severed her lumbar spine between 4 and 5.
Although it was early to see her face, the beautiful woman with the exposed spine was generally a beauty.
▶ Question: How do you tell if your spine is pretty?
It's a long experience touching different spines.
And the priests of the Fantasy continent are beautiful regardless of age. That's why even the most profane rumors about voting beauty over faith...
It's scientifically proven.
Race: Human
⁄ Level: 346
Job: Priest (Hair = Healing )
⁄ Skill: Healing A Charm A Immortality B Strength B Aesthetics C...
Status: Death, Illness, Curse, and Fear
It is because of the nature of the priesthood's occupation.
When you are young, it raises the healing power with beauty, and when you are old, it maintains the healing power with beauty.
There is no law telling men not to be priests, but women in the Fantasy continent have very little hope for priesthood because they prefer the strong to the handsome.
“Lady, if you're sleeping on a cold dirt floor, go back to your mouth. ”
I grabbed the priest's slender wrist and lifted it. I tried to look at his face, but his eyelids were full of maggots.
The soft chest was bitten, and the ribs were clearly visible, and inside it was full of worms instead of organs.
It's hard to revive even by the power of a saint. If the level is incredibly high, you can make enormous sacrifices and resurrect, but this priest is not that high.
If so,
Race: Human
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