746 744 Find Caitley and Nilfe. (1/2)
Outside the arena, we split up with Judith and the other Scarlet maidens and decided to start exploring Caitley and Nilfe, who we believe are being held hostage.
The first thing we headed for was Ajito, who said it was close to the arena. Enemy masterminds, etc., should have been there...
”Are you still here!
”Neither are the Caitleys.”
As Aberb testified, Azito was a mushroom. I knew it, but I wanted to crush the possibilities.
”Now, Nilfe, I have to find a place for the ladies... Ursi, I can count on your nose.”
”Good luck, Ursi”
”On!”
A wolf with Fran on his back moves his nose with cum. Yesterday and so forth, they searched for an undead who was very far away.
Again, you can expect.
”Cum, cum, cum!”
Smell the ground as Ursi walks around Azito. He stops on time, stretches his nose and also seems to smell the air apart.
”Off!”
Ursi starts going at a speed of about a small run. After that, we drove through the town of Urmut.
”Rather than confusion, do you feel like you're making a scene”
(n)
They've already defeated the undead that suddenly appeared all over town and the rampant chimps. Good adventurers were seen everywhere before the already wrecked undead.
Even if the dispatch of soldiers is delayed, there is a massive mix of adventurers among ordinary people in this town at this time of year. It will be easy to deal with.
I don't know any adventurers. Maybe I can't help it because it's a plan made by Reids' guys.
That's how Corberto opened his mouth with a complicated look as he went all over town for a small run.
”Fran.”
”Hmm?”
”Congratulations on winning. I didn't think you'd win over your daughter.”
In Corberto's case, there is probably a former gatekeeper. Again, it must be demitris streaming. But that doesn't seem to be the only reason Fran thought he'd lose.
”There is also a huge difference in experience. Your daughter is stepping on a swordsman's opponent. Besides, there are compatibility issues. The Demitris stream is a genre that specializes in interpersonal. Well, the master is different, or he's invincible to anyone... Again, it doesn't make a difference what you're best at interpersonal”
Receiving moves and the like also seemed to assume, in the end, a man with a weapon. It can be diverted to Warcraft opponents, but I guess the most effective is the interpersonal battle.
”We know you beat the other Rank A adventurers. I'll take a look at Gododarfa last year. But that man was specialized in anti-armies and anti-warcraft. Even in the same Rank A, the battlefield you are good at is completely different”
Indeed, Gododarfa's abilities were geared towards a style that would unleash a great deal of skill while surrounding him. By type, it resembles Biscott who fought Fran this year. It was Gododarfa who made that one even stronger and stronger.
”It's only been a year since then. Even if Fran grows up, the young lady's victory is unshakeable within the terms of a militant tournament. That's what I thought...”
As for Corberto, who still respects Demitris, I guess it's a complicated mood for that successor to lose.
The desire to celebrate a friend's victory and the regret for it. They're shaking in the meantime. One thing I can tell, though, is that you don't seem to have any romantic feelings for Hilt?
Successor of the venerable Master only. Ex-tongue with more talent than himself. I think I have companionship and respect...
Moreover, this victory of Fran left Hilt still ahead to succeed him.
'Hmmm...... Hilt, come on!
Master?
'Oh, no. Nothing. Hey, I was just wondering what Hilt was up to.'
(Hmm)
10 minutes to rely on Ursi's nose.
”On!”
Unexpectedly, Ursi's speed increased. It's far from full speed, but it would be about as good as a full-blown disease of a normal dog.
”The smell's getting closer?
(On!)
Ursi turns the corner, crosses the street and rushes to a glance. It's just, is this really okay?
As a result of a slight bend in the direction of Ursi's journey, he was on a path back to the arena.
'Are you sure you want to come this way?
(On!)
They're not wrong.
But Ursi ended up back where he looked familiar.
”It's a battlefield.”
”Off......?