Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

Probably a brawl of pride.

As with these types of violence ships, pride was one of the most important values of their lives without anything. You have to fold the business at the moment of honeymoon. If it's ever been broken by the Barbarians, we need to make it right.

"Come on, you dickheads."

I went out strong, and they shriveled noticeably.

"Friend. You don't think you can solve it with real conversation? I'll change the condition.If you just give me back the knife my friend stole, it'll work out fine."

"Why did you sell the forgery?"

"Thinking about it, there's something we need to do first. I apologize like this. Will you just forgive me once and give me back the knife?"

We have drawn our weapons from each other.

"Oh, my God, is it over if you let go of your heart and apologize?"

"Absolutely. If you're a citizen of a mature city, you should have enough to forgive someone else's mistakes."

"You're a fucking mugger. I almost got persuaded."

Because you saw his teeth burst, you're not actually a voice phisher, are you?

The confrontation continued.

But I realized that.

"Uh."

This son of a bitch has a long tongue...?

I felt popular in the back.

"Uh-huh... Is that him?"

"Hey! Is he right?!"

"You touched my brother, the liver just popped out of the boat."

Turn your head in half, and look back, one, two. Three.

A total of three new faces are hammers and knuckles for each job. He was walking out of the alley with a knife in his hand.

"Oh, my God."

Screwed, siege annihilation.

I searched now.

"Your friends crawl out the back, too?"

Somehow, when I saw the condition of my equipment, I started to struggle with it, and there was a corner I believed in. I don't think he's that stupid. Intelligent robbery... I think we need a special criminal investigation team.

"Khhhh... Stupid bastard. It's going to be easier to talk now. Put the knife down and get down. Then it gives me a chance to live. You won't live, Puhahaha!"

"Brother, you look like a barbarian, but I think you can sell it as a barn. I know a lot of guys with that taste. Thank you. Thank you for selling back for us. My mother, who is a nuisance, will love it."

He rolled as he thought and said how he felt. Given the level of intimidation, it seems to be the 18th organ from the experience.

- I don't need words.

I empowered my hands and lower body with a knife.

"Yes, I do..."

It hit me badly.

I admit I shamed these guys in my heart. Homicide doesn't like it that much. I didn't want to see human blood, so I tried to solve it appropriately. I admit to my mistakes.

But now, if there was no other way than murder, I could abandon all hesitation and mercy. Like Risha said before, I've been a serial killer of the Jubilee who killed five people so far.

- Boom, boom.

The footsteps at the back are getting closer.

Senses amplified to the limit of extreme situations measure their distance from me.

Two armed men in front, one unarmed. And at the back are three armed men walking. I had to be determined.

It's alive.

Death.

I've made that determination.

My head swivelled fast in the face of a real battle. Numerous examples of practical experience quickly stroke the brain. The swiveled head came up with the best answer.

- Theoretically, if I ambush one and kill the other with skill, I win. No one will flee when they see two men searching, except the native warriors. There's no way the back alley robbers had that kind of courage.

- Tspot!

Until then, I was like a short-range athlete, ignoring the aftermath.

"...!"

I can feel my body firing like a cannon, cutting off the resistance of the air. Extreme physical fitness exercises performed for a month in the examination guild resulted in a slight increase in my lower body muscles.

- Phew!

With the power of an explosive lower body muscle, I literally burst out of the air and stabbed a knife in the abdomen of a robber with a rod.

"Line Bread Phil Win."

"... Argh!"

At the moment of death, he tried to stretch his rod to defend himself, but with it he could not stop the sword. He blinks without even being able to act effectively against me and the end of the knife that has already escaped the acceleration.

"... this, this."

The strength of the hand axe next to me seemed unbelievable. I was going to sell me to the baron until just now, and the momentum I was in was gone. You didn't know this was going to happen. Neither did I.

- Neither do I roll my tongue uselessly, but as soon as you saw me, you should have run up and hit the copper. That's why you have to go after them.

The blade protrudes through the back of the rod robber and pulls out the same. Zuruk! And the red blood is stuck to the body like a tar. He fell as he was.

If you decided to kill your opponent in the real battle for life and death, you shouldn't have any hesitation or mercy. Sell me as a baron? It is your fault that you did not try to kill the other person in life.

"Lord, die!"

The sober one draws down his hand axe and runs. No, I still lost my mind when I saw him not running. I don't see how this is gonna work out.

I only sighed about what I was going to do with that short one.

- Spam.

"Fuck the train."

I swung the knife horizontally. All the movements were visible, easy to predict, and above all, the hand axe I was holding was too short. You can never break through with a hand axe with the superior knife's rich.

As it is, his wrist is cut in half and blood spills out.

"Ugh!"

The robber holding the hand rolled the floor. The best tactics. Whatever happens, the one who pops out first and feeds the knife bread wins.

Using that method, I defeated them in less than 10 seconds. Motherfuckers like you can never beat me. The quality of practical experience itself is different.

I fell down and shot down the side of the screamer with a knife. The most dynamically convulsive man since birth was quietened with a bubble of blood.

"You come here. Get back here."

The unarmed man who had just shot me in the back until just now, the one who took the knife from me and caused this incident, looked at my face with an unbelievable look.

"Hey, there. Brother."

He said so and turned around and tried to run away.

However, there was no way he could beat me by running without professional fitness training. Immediately after catching up, I stabbed him in the back.

"Gehek!"

It's been a hundred years since I got close to the subject of jerreps. I have experience living as a vagrant in my own way. I swung my drawn sword into the air and robbed him of his blood.

"That's right. These symbols, there were patterns, right?"

I looked back.

When I reached the trio in the back alley, I was just frozen. If a distant son of a bitch had come out and slaughtered three of his friends in an instant, he would be frozen.

Inhaled as it was.

"Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!"

"Ughhhh!"

They scream strangely in the urine to expel them, and they run away with Hornbeak acid. Friendship was as hairless as friendship.

"... the fucking balloons. That's why I'm pranking you, really."

Karma levels increased from 5 to 8 in just one minute. Ame, I have to go to church this weekend. I need to find a way to say good things, not violent kids.

"What the fuck, you're gonna kill three kids in one day. Real."

I searched the bodies with a slightly depressed mind. I had to kill them, and they were close to good, but I couldn't feel good about killing three people. But I had to do what I had to do.

Shortly after, I succeeded in getting a baton, a hand axe, and 21 coopers in my pocket. And I dragged the bodies' feet and stuck them in the alley. Although the blood stem increased, accidental killings in the slums were as natural as waking up in the morning and standing tall.

A few of the Kajit robbers are dead, so I don't investigate. I've never seen Cityguards come to the back alley when they just came into this world and lived as vagrants.

I went back to Tubbutton Buck Inn. It was an hour and a half walk away. There was blood on his clothes, but most adventurers wore bloody clothes, so it didn't look weird at all. It was the same thing as human blood or monster blood or red.

I took the paper out of my pocket lying in bed and read the lists.

"Mmm."

- Magic Herb 5EA

- Body Mushroom 2EA

- Limonia Pool 2EA

Overall, there were grasses that had been gathering a few times. Magic Herb is a grass that often blooms in humid caves and so forth, and the dead mushroom grows only in human corpses. And limonia grass is a little rare...

"I think I can get it somehow."

I kept reading the list.

- Eyes of Gremlin 3EA

- Scale Wolf's Leather 1EA

- Male Nol's penis 3EA

"Huh?"

- Goblin's testicles 3ea

- Cobalt's brain 3ea

[P.S.: The materials are a little corrupt, so please bring them.]

"Well, what the fuck!"

At this instant, I threw out a piece of paper that almost stunned me.

"This is not some crazy bitch!"

What do you need that for, bitch?

What? Nol's pepper, Goblin Bural and Kobolt's brain? This crazy bitch makes heterosexual adult goods!

Otherwise, I was frightened by the scent of those unconscious ingredients.

"A real American, Siberian. This doesn't make any sense."

I felt a vague fear. I feel like I stepped on a mine with five silver (fucking big money) and Kajit Mimi (fucking beautiful). I don't think black wizards are normal. It is because of the pups of the Samaritan who do strange things with strange and humiliating things.

Those guys are insane.

[P.S.: The reward is three silver.]

I saw the writings being rewritten and regained my cool.

It was worth roughly 60 coupons in two silver. If you're going to buy them in three silver, you're going to have to clap with the pair, because it's 40 Cooper's profit.

I still think about money, so I feel better.

I didn't feel so good, I was just going to take a deep breath, but I can't. I need to get to the forge this way right now.

My pockets are a little thick right now, so I'm going to need some new equipment.