Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

# 88

The duel of robbers began immediately. He kept trying to turn his head, not concentrating on me, to see if the situation surrounding the three of them was terrified. Claudie mocks him and says, "If you win like that, I will save you."

I feel like I've been sexually harassed.

Of course I'm open.

I thought I'd give you three hits after a good play, but I'm just gonna leave the end of it.

Insects must be thinned out of this world.

"Hoo, hoo! Whoo!"

No matter how much a robber kills a man and robs gold, the human mind remains, and he vomits a breath of harsh terror with an extremely human appearance. I seem to be in a state of panic halfway.

"Whoo! Whoo!"

Is that Ramaz breathing?

Well, if you don't focus on the duel, the real opportunity like Mocha will be useless.

I was lucky enough to motivate him.

"... are you robbing me because you don't have anything to do? Huh?"

So far, I have used the power of trained stamina rather than swordsmanship to win. There was no chance of using proper swordsmanship. This was the perfect opportunity for Claudie to make the edition.

"Son of a bitch. I'm not blaming you for this shit, I'm blaming your mother for giving birth to you."

I know that I've gained some skill from practicing with Karin, but I didn't know how much it would be eaten by ordinary people. An adequate opponent would be a high street strength.

"... what?"

The one who was frightened also fed his mother, so he reacted to see if he was sane.

Yeah, you should come out like that.

"If your mother had raised a fucker normally, would she have been a robber? This is all because your mother is an asshole. Cancer, by the way. What's wrong with him? Parents are all assholes."

His face immediately began to blush.

A spit protrudes from the angry man's mouth.

I was prancing and talking.

"Ah, you...!"

"Punishment, punishment. It's not gonna kill you, it's gonna kill your mother. Admit it, where's your mom? I'll go and kill you. Oh, is he dead already?"

"Son of a bitch! You die and I die!"

- Pabat!

He roars, raising his sword and running.

"I don't have anything to touch my mother!!!"

However, the path was too obvious, and the trajectory of the knife with all its strength was not easy to be honest with. Is this a skill difference? It seemed so clear to me.

"You son of a bitch. You're the best."

I didn't even have to break the slash with the counter.

Immediately, he pushed his right foot and stabbed his wrist with a bitten knife.

- Chae Yeon!

The blade of the one who drew the trajectory halfway down with the metal at the same time as hitting my blade.

"What!"

The blade that came down was, of course, blocked by my crossguard, and my stab, which had not lost momentum, pierced his face. It was a battle that didn't take even 10 seconds.

If he had a bit of an attitude towards knives, there would have been two workshops here, but he was a complete novice. The knife is not just swinging. You must think and wiggle with murder.

"Huff, huff...!"

The one with the knife in his face can't help but drop it. Strengthened the handle, pushed the knife and walked out. He stepped back at my pace and fell. That was the end.

"Pfft, Pfft!"

"Is this good enough?"

I don't know because it's over so soon, but I think I've learned enough swordsmanship. It was worth giving Karin 10 Silver.

"No, it's over in one shot!"

"Katt! Finish! Finish!"

Copson admires it and Claudie screams elasticity. Her expression on the finish line was so ecstatic that she couldn't think of herself as someone who was directing her murder.

When you take me to the Arena, I'll have fun.

I don't know if it's because I believe in strange gods, but Claudie loved this.

"Die, Hakuron!"

- Shhh!

The knives were drawn at the back of the neck of a convulsing robber. When the blade touches the cervical bone, he winks and then grows cold. With it, he died.

"Woo-hoo! Good job! What a great job!"

Claudie, who was overjoyed, jumped in and hugged me as if she were trying to put me between her breasts.

"Breathe!"

"Yes, yes! That was a hell of a hit! Any warrior should know how to stay calm. We also need to curb the barbarity to kill our enemies. Aiming for a chance to win! That's the ability and the skill!"

"Sue, I can't breathe!"

"Very happy. You have warrior qualities. I saw it right!"

"I think I'm going to sleep!"

"Hey, you said you'd give me a victory, right? Can you tell me that again?"

Claudie said that, and released the power of my restraining arm. As the pressure decreased, I was able to pull out my face. Breath burst.

"Puhab!"

But you want me to say it again? I asked if I had any questions.

"Hah... Something like consciousness?"

"Yeah, it's similar. You just have to tell me."

"I give you this victory... Is that enough?"

"Yes!"

And Claudie held me strong again. I almost choked on the pressure of my chest that followed.

When I postponed her attitude, I thought of myself as a Pokémon resemblance, but no one would do the same with a Pokémon, so I put aside my thoughts.

In fact, I don't even want to go into the category of heterosexual relationships with elves.

"Babarian! Let's have some fun and get some loot!"

Copson shouted.

It is.

The most enjoyable time has finally come.

Claudie's breasts are also pleasant, but Farming time gives her a different kind of pleasure.

If you kill something, the drop item will drop. Monsters are more likely to shudder at useless junk, but people tell different stories.

A man dies and lays down all that he holds. Money, weapons, clothes... everything you had at the time of your death.

"Good!"

I ran out with the pavement and grabbed the legs of the corpses and dragged them. There were a total of four bodies left in the bowel. It was a great pity that the two escaped. Me and Copson were excited and gathered the bodies side by side.

"Uh-huh, let's take it off!"

Copson, who smiled so loudly, began to strip the first corpse. I also grabbed one and took off my clothes. I'll take all the useful things and throw the rest away. There is so much blood in the case of clothes that we have to throw away, except for weapons and wallets.

"All of you, Dalant! These bastards have Dalant, too!"

"Oh, my God, is that true!"

I searched the body's hull and found 17 Dalants! After my eyes turned, I searched my body while cutting my clothes with a knife. These robbed bastards were enjoying the festival too, so I felt so happy and weird at the same time.

Killing people, taking Dalant and bringing it to church to enjoy the festival... Even the dizzy psychopaths were so cruel that they could put out their tongues and slaughter them.

The festival is not for these bastards.

I thought you were good at killing them all.

I don't think I'm going to hell because I've done a good job by now.

[Damn well done.]

Behold, the Buddha in his head is praising you, too.

"Babarian! He's got two silver coins!"

"I searched it all!"

Me and Copson harvest the loot with a smile as if they inhaled a pill.

They had so much. Start with cash, Dalant. Various accessories, of course, and equipment. I thought they were all ours, so I went crazy and turned around.

Claudie also grabs a body and drags it around. I looked so happy that I was singing even a nostril.

Is this the pleasure of the honeymoon?

"I did it all!"

Farming is finally over. I took off my cape and laid it on the floor. I put all the loot on it.

"Huhu, it's the winner's right to take the loot."

"You're right, Claudie. Khhhh, that's very gratifying."

"I can't wait to see it."

I counted everything I had, so I had three single-handed swords on my 5 Silver 42 Cooper. And there was one hand axe and 67 dallants. There were four pairs of shoes and three rings and a necklace, so I was filled with unspeakable joy.

Literally bitter.

It is more money to immerse people than to kill monsters.

It's easy to earn so much money that people fall in love with Samaritan and convert to a murder heist. If we raid the marchers on the mountain and close our mouths, no one will know. However, I had to have the ability to measure the other person's skills.

If you can't do that, you go through it all like you do now.

"Hey, Shimeichi, fuck! We're done for business today! Let's go back to the city and sell them all and divide them into three!"

I put all the stuff in the sack. I felt heavier than anything else. I thought it was a dick today, but who knew such a big fortune would roll in. It is also a good thing for people to live. I have to live while doing some good in the future because even if I go to bed, the bread will fall.

"Can you take this head, too?"

"Hair?"

Claudie scratches the corpse's head to the tip of the knife and says, I thought about it because I wanted to say something, but it seemed like it was a story about cutting off the heads of robbers and turning them into Dalits.

I was shocked because I couldn't imagine.

"It's an undead without a soul... can't it?"

"Uh... If you give the priests an undead head and a human head, why don't you just cut our heads off right away?"

"Really? Too bad."

Immediately Claudie, who lost interest, walked by me and wrapped her arm around my arm.

"Then let's go down quickly."

"Hey, Copson! You got anything else?"

"Wait a minute! I almost forgot my leather vest!"

"Oh, there it was."

Copson runs around with a family vest stripped from the body. I think you can go down and sell all the equipment to the forge and go to the precious metal store.

"Let's go! What do you think, Barbarian? I have a lot of time left today, so why don't you go downstairs and have a drink?"

"Liquor? That's good."

What a drink. Drinking till today. Claudie cut me off, trying to answer to Copson.

"--I 'm sorry. I have something to do with katt. Let's have a drink next time."

"Uh... oh, I see, Miss Claudie."

Copson seemed to be deeply frightened by Claudie's smile. Neither did I. What are you trying to do to me, you circus?

Anyway, we went down the mountain. I don't know the right path, but once you go down the mountain, you'll find your way from there.

Once the robber fled, he went down that way because it was the way he was going to go. I didn't want to hide near him, so I passed by looking left and right. I didn't have that kind of generosity. Too bad. I wish I could kill just one more.

"Huh?"

I went back down for a while, and I saw something moving.

Something was sitting in the middle of the road and twitching.

"That's a teenager."

It seemed like a human undead to be busy sitting there. Or another monster? Lately, Undead has appeared in large numbers, so other monsters can't be seen. If I'm not a monster, I think I'm a person or an undead.

"I have a slightly obnoxious idea."

Kopson stops. Claudie looks at my face and says small.

"Cat, you're the enemy."

"Enemies?"

Looking closely, it was not one that was blocking the way, it was two. There was only one moving, the other lying on the floor.

But somehow I got used to lying there.

"Isn't that the robbery? The one who ran away."

"Yeah, I think so."

"What about that one up on the robbery?"

That's when he hesitated to sit back and look at us.

Something subtly human.

"Grill!"