50 50 Stories The Mercenaries' Ball

In silence, he stares at his hand stretched out by his sister.

Take this hand, or no.

Not if you're thinking about making that choice.

Even though it is a fairy ball, the venue is quiet, and she is bullish with the appearance of her sister until Yuki (Yuki), Shaking Night (Koya) and Mina, who came with her.

Besides the fairies that were on both shoulders and heads, all three of them hiding on my back at the end.

This is bad.

The fairies are getting more and more scared of humans.

I'm the only one who can handle this place, no matter what you think.

"… Mi,"

Ugh.

I tried to make my sister laugh, but because of the nervousness, my tongue didn't turn well, and the words caught on.

"Mi?"

My sister listened back to me gently.

That look changed from a few moments ago, and it's flamboyant.

I just want to know where the creepy Nobu face has lurked. Anyway, I'm pushed back by that usual sister attitude, and I rebel in my chest about what I want to say on this occasion.

All right, it's okay.

All you have to do is tell him.

I suddenly breathed in, staring at my sister and hitting my honest feelings.

"... Ami, we're all close!

To my loud voice, my sister gets a kyotong look.

They caught the perimeter, too, oh? All the while, I give you a whispering voice.

"Sister (...)... because you don't need to intimidate everyone"

To my belated scratch, Shaking Night (Koya) and Yuki look back at me and my sister with just alternating eyes.

The mercenaries around you, too, say, 'Uh...' or 'Sister?', 'you mean my sister?' and solidify.

"No, but Taro. Some of the guys here may be trying to use Taro."

My sister, who passes through such a perimeter completely, will say why.

"Maybe, but because Yu and Koo are friends"

I touch Yuki and Yuki, who are rigidly divided.

From those two shadows, what about me? And Glenn is complaining about something with a somewhat abandoned puppy look, but I don't have time for you right now. Sorry.

"My sweet Taro is even cuter now. If you're Okama and Mina, well acceptable, but as far as I can tell, I can't believe a boy who deserves more than a high school student approaches a character like Taro... asking me to trust a guy beside Taro like that?

In my sister's words, small endorsements like 'Yeah...' 'Sure' and 'They're Loricons' are raised in various places.

I sigh on it.

"Sister, Yu and Koo know my real life."

To that word, my sister seems to have finally pinned.

That Yu and Koo are classmates at my school.

"But... it's safer for me to escort Taro than a pair like that."

Yes, yes, I'm happy with that feeling, and I sure hope so, and if you're rather the leader of a strong mercenary regiment (clan), this is as much as I'd like you to do.

Before accepting the offer, there is something I must ask my sister to say.

"Sister, there of course. I'd like to ask my sister, but first."

"Right, right. Sataro, I'd like you to meet my mercenary (clan member) and enjoy the ball."

My sister turned her body behind the venue with a motion that did not precipitate her and tried to walk out as if nothing had happened.

I release a word on my sister's back like that.

"Apologize to Yu and Koo?

"Ah, uh..."

Singh the hunter who stopped picking and moving.

"Right?"

Somehow, I know it's undecided.

After all those big cuts and snoring at my classmates.

But Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya) are important friends, and I miss the weird distance between them and my sister.

"Sister, please"

To my repeated favors, my sister turned to me in such a giddy motion that she seemed to make too much noise.

"Ha... uhh... hi..."

It's a small voice, but I'm relieved that the acknowledgment came back.

And I looked straight into the eyes of my two best friends as my sister stood next to me.

"Yes, always, Taro takes care of you. I am Taro's sister. Earlier that..."

But halfway through, his gaze began to swim in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

Such a sister looked like she had crushed a bitter bug, quickly broke her hips deep and lowered her head slightly.

"Oh... sorry"

With my sister I bow my head too.

"I should have said it sooner too."

That my real sister is the captain of "The Neck Hunting Drunk Co".

Briefly explain that to both of us.

After receiving my clarification, Yuki and Koya grazed their shoulders deep and deep.

"Ha-ha-ha... I wondered what would happen when Mr. Singh laid eyes on me... and I thought my future Clan Clan life was over."

"An early story had to penetrate the irresistible..."

Had it not been for the weird pranks, Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya) would not have freaked out so far. I did something really bad.

I also apologize and hold my hands wide open to the two of you.

"Sorry."

I get stuck around my hips right now, but I try my best to reassure my friends. Including an acknowledgement.

"Tallo, that's just..."

"Ooh, ooh,"

What are you surprised about?

You do it all the time in school because of this evil entanglement.

It's like putting your shoulders together.

Looking up at the two of them, they're looking at me like I'm not falling.

Seeing those two attitudes, I was trying to reassure them, and I was driven by anxiety the other way around.

I... I want to prove that some things don't change even if they look different, and I can't help but stick to two people who can illuminate half the time.

Then they looked at each other and lowered their brow butts as if they were frightened.

Then Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya) besides, kneel down to fill the height difference.

Then Yuki's right arm is turned to my shoulder, and Yuki's left hand moves the same way at night.

"I was scared, but I'll forgive you"

You don't give a shit about anything.

The anxiety that was slowly lifting could disappear somewhere.

After all, our friendship is immortal.

The mercenaries around them say, "Sisters in reality? '' But not in that look... '' Like half-sisters? '' Don't pry like that, '' You're gonna lose your life, '' Hey, to those beautiful girls, '' Do that envy, '' Forgive me, seriously! 'And I'm putting out my unsolicited remarks as a piece of shit, but let's leave it there.

I don't care about the field.

It's been a while since I've had a proper conversation with Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya), and now I'm happy.

"Taro, you didn't set up a sexual guard?

For some reason, our grumpy sister's voice waters down our friendship.

"I didn't set it up for a friend, though?

And for some reason, he said, "Did you hear that? '" Jesus, Lolita! Go Touch!' 'If you do that, you'll be killed' 'But you were just watching. That hunter Singh was bowing his head, "his sister's strongest theory," and some others, the tension began to soar.

"Cut all sexual guards but me now"

My sister stuffed me with a face that didn't say yes or no, but I turned to her.

"Oh, my God."

George, who watched such an exchange up close, blew it out for some reason.

Furthermore, the mercenaries (clan members) who were waiting behind my sister began to laugh at the couscous.

Caught in bright air, the surrounding area also seems to have decided that this commotion has settled one case, and begins to resume each conversation with Gayagaya as if it had moved when it stopped.

"Your sister needs to be better than your sister."

"Oh, this is a masterpiece, huh?

My sister's mercenary regiment members, Tom and Mr. Jerry, tease.

"" It's my brother! (So!

By the time my sister and I got hammered, the venue was completely back to normal.

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Soon the venue was filled with celtic music played by buzooki (guitar), flute and Irish harp. Give yourself up to that cheerful tune, and the mercenaries have drinks and food coming and going in their hands.

I was in such an atmosphere, literally fluffy (...) and bickering at the bottom of the venue.

"Taro, if you were so hilarious, you'd be in a lot of danger"

The special ability of the dress Mr. Misora gave me, the effect of making gravity a sixth, really floats me. It bothers me. Especially since my foot is in very good shape.

"Sinn, you're overprotective, aren't you? Woman is charming, isn't it?

I'm a man, George.

Right now, I just don't think it's a bad idea to enjoy this ball with Mina in a set of two.

Blonde japanese girl is the best. I feel exhilarated, too.

"I asked you to keep an eye on Taro, but I didn't say a word about dyeing my sweet Taro into your values"

Apparently, my sister had been in touch with George over the past few days, letting him guard my neighborhood.

I'm also surprised that my sister and George were friends, but I appreciate my sister being more attentive around me than I could ever imagine. Half the time, half the time.

But you're a really beautiful sister.

"That's right."

"I can't help but notice my eyes."

"I didn't know" Neck Hunting Madness "was related to such a beautiful child."

Praising me and my sister was the head and deputy head of the first-class mercenary regiment (clan) that naturally assembled when they greeted the "Neck Hunting Drunk Co", which is said to be the top mercenary regiment (clan).

Inside were George and his friends, Bentens, vice president of "Drinking at Dusk", who had earlier been involved in Evening Fair (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya).

"Humph. Damn, that's overprotective enough."

Among them, should I still say?

It was Wolf the 'lone wolf' who abruptly interrupted the conversation and whined about his disgust.

I got eyes on a grey-haired boy, and I stare lightly.

I feel fluffy. Back off.

"Gahaha. Useless Mina's with us. Then we'll have to over-protect."

As provocative and unpleasant as ever, there is also a long-length man, Vikin.

Each mercenary regiment (clan) that was around their sister flaunts their statements.

Particularly hostile was Mr. Bentens, dressed in a black suit. A big man like a mountain sends his angry gaze to Wolfe.

However, his uninteresting prey is such a body as ignoring it, and he keeps staring at his sister.

"Humph. If my sister makes me an unparalleled combat freak, is my sister an alchemist with no productivity whatsoever"

"I just can't grab it, we're both clowns."

Like a fool, Wolfe and Vikin stepped out in front of me and my sister.

When I questioned why the sister of the Top Mercenary Regiment (Clan) would stumble upon me, it was the face of the First Class Mercenary Regiment (Clan) that gave me the answer instead.

"Which clown? I'm in too much of a hurry to think it's my chance to have my own mercenary regiment."

"Chitchitchy. Mercenaries (clans)," Drinking at dusk "and winning the" war "earlier, the boys are getting too well."

Heh, did Mr. Bentens and the others lose to the 'lone wolves'?

"I want to go to war with the" Hunting Out Madness "and put a foil on it, but it's a cheap provocation."

"All I'm saying is that you're abusing the first-attack unattackable system, you cheating smart cowards. Mr. Singh, don't deal with him."

I see.

Supposing that the group of sisters said to be one of the top mercenary regiments (clans) and the group of sisters were able to do things, and that they were able to hold up quite well and fight well, they would also foil (solder) their own mercenary regiments (clans).

If I deal with this sister, there seems to be more stuff to lose.

I guess that means I'm so confident.

"More than that, Mr. Taro said he was acquiring alchemy skills?

Another mercenary (player) turns the subject around, as if treating 'lone wolf' as a thing without it.

"When it comes to it, does the dwarf (...) who is drawn also have any involvement with alchemy?

Whoa, was that fate?

Around me, the fairies cheek on the sweets that were properly placed in the venue.

I know I've been worried about these kids for a while now, but I guess I had a hard time waving this hand topic in front of my sister.

"Humph... to unusable (...) skills like alchemy, impossible"

While we were all beginning to attract interest, Wolfe vomits poison at the feeling of heartbreak.

"Tiny."

Vikin agrees with that.

Mr. Bentens, with his all-back on his hands, zoomed out before the two of them, wondering if he had broken his mind about their attitude like that.

"You guys don't break your hips whichever way you talk. You're gonna do it? We haven't forgotten each and every one of the mean things you guys did to us."

Mr. Bentens is giving Wolfe an eye (cancer) at a distance where he is going to round his back and stick his face together. The opposing Wolf had a cool grin on his mouth.

"Hum. I can't remember the weak."

The moment Mr. Bentens revealed his anger at the reaction and shook up his fist to get his hands on it.

My sister's streamlined voice controls the spot.

"Which is the price of getting information about the dwarf that Taro is attracted to, not free of charge?

It seems subtle and restrained the mercenaries (players) surrounding it.

Wolf giggles when he sees his sister shelter me that way.

"Humph. Fighting fanatics seem to be greedy too."

"Watch your mouth, wolf. I can kill you in this place."

My sister stares at Wolfe high pressure, but a long Vikin goes in between to block that gaze.

"Mr. Hunter, are you willing to ruin the ball with your bragging sword moves?

With that said, the vice president of "The Lonely Wolf", who turns a chilling eye to the Divine Soldiers (Deus) with a good face.

Why does it not happen physically while so many mercenary regiments (clans) are gathering?

It is also due to the fact that the Divine Soldiers (Deus) are positioned around the venue in one place.

"That's about as good a catastrophe as it looks to slap your busty noses"

My sister lays her hands on the pattern of the sword without being frightened by the presence of the Divine Soldier (Deus).

"I'm going to join you, Mr. Singh."

Even Mr. Bentens, who has a grudge against "The Lonely Wolf," was about to enter a state of battle following his sister.

In response to that motion, Mina and George watching a series of flows around me, Yuki and Koya softly solidify around me. Oh, Glenn, you too.

Wolfe hunches her nose and leans over to me with a chilling, scornful gaze.

I've often said that my eyes speak more than my mouth. His eyes looking at me say, 'A guy with an alchemy he can't use can't do anything without being protected by a lot of people that way'.

I regretted that insult-filled look and I accidentally stepped out in front of everyone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, wait. And my sister."

It's easy for my sister to impose sanctions on 'lone wolves' who sell fights anyway.

However, whenever such students come out in the future, I don't intend to play with my sister's glory in the game on Kasasa.

That's not my pride as a man.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you know the 'Uma Hum' of the material?

The garbage material, 'Um Phew', which I've been so sparsely talked about, that I suddenly wondered if I'd asked, and the word that popped up would seem to be of no use.

Suddenly, what do you come up with? And, a vortex of doubt stands around, but the grasp would be OK.

"'Uma Fun' is such an unknown material, you just throw it away even if you pick it up, right?

'Ah', 'ooh', 'yeah', etc. and a strangely poorly toothed response, folks.

That's a reasonable reaction.

But I take the toy's magically sticky little cylinder out of the item storage.

Use your alchemy skills to top convert the "Uma Hum" x3, and fail to create a "Black Chunk". Further from there, "Tutorial Art" enhances the fire resistance of "Black Chunks".

And my only offensive item, Sniping Fireworks (Small), was created by combining a special, hot fuzzy "Black Lump" with "Red Lotus Stone" and "Crystal Flowers".

"This cylinder was originally made of" Uma Fun ""

I put a toy stick like the one my kids use straight up so everyone can see it.

"You're just a toy stick."

"Yum no Fun, is it going to be a stick..."

"Chitch chickens. Is that alchemy or something?

Wait for the mercenaries to pay enough attention, and then I use "Shooting Fireworks (Small)" without any warning.

Then, when I wondered if a shuddering little spark had popped out of the cylinder, the heavenly high and brilliant fireworks pounded and bloomed.

To the sound of it, everyone who shows a uniform surprise and sets themselves up.

The colors of the fireworks intersected sparkle with greenery and red, claiming the defeat and its presence in the blue skies of day, scattering much beautiful light.

"Ooh."

"It's not gorgeous."

"Fireworks?

"Is that an offensive item?

"Like the signal at the beginning of the ball?

"Or did you put that in alchemy?

"Really, 'Uma Hum' is on such an item?

"Never heard of it..."

The fairies look at the beautiful fireworks and snap.

As for me, I was supported at night.

Because, although it was good that I managed to get pushed to the ground by the power of the fireworks, I couldn't contain the momentum, and the shaking night (or so) was taking me where I was stepping backwards.

I'm glad I was launching straight up.

If I had poorly pointed at people and used fireworks in the horizontal direction, I would have blown somewhere with my body unusually light, thanks to the special ability of the dress Mr. Misora gave me.

While my surroundings were blinded by the fireworks, I quickly thanked them for shaking the night with my eyes alone and corrected my posture.

"This is how you transform into a brilliant item, even in" Uma Fun. "

I waved my hands up to speak to the masses.

"It's not just things that change, people are the same. Even if we are now (...) friends with the dog monkeys (...), all of which could be patterns while we can have a better relationship?

It was a risky attitude until earlier, with a provocative grin on Mr. Bentens and the Wolves.

The perception that Mina is useless, the common sense that alchemy cannot be used, and the possibility that all of that can change.

Here, I don't touch who and who are dogs and monkeys.

But, but.

I gaze at the leader of The Lonely Wolf.

"I wouldn't dare say that anybody from anywhere looks like 'Uma Hum', but it's a place full of smiles because of it. Ladies and gentlemen, let's take this opportunity to deepen our rapport."

I make my sister smile when things get noisy around me.

My sister also smiled at me with satisfaction.

"Oops, this surprised me...... I'm still Mr. Singh's sister (...)"

Mr. Bentens looks and squeals at the hunter Singh and me emotionally.

Until just now the anger disappeared on that face, and it seemed to impress me somewhere.

I'm glad you're calm and the fairies don't have to be scared.

But I'm not my sister...

"My brother."

My sister and I have an overlapping voice.

Besides, Yuki and Yuki laughed at the couscous and turned around, sending a raw gaze as they niggered at our mouths so that they could see us as good sisters.

"Just kidding. You're a good sister."

Someone's words echoed the venue.

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Then, we ignored the "lone wolf", which had grown up completely, and we were having a chat.

I don't mean to have relieved them of their alarm when they pulled back lightly, but I'm satisfied that I, too, have been able to see the day with a little alchemy.

Such a fold.

: 'Fairy Ball' has begun:

: Enjoy the feast, everyone:

The log flowed.

and at the same time opened the door to the royal castle, which was guarded by around 30 Divine Soldiers (Deus).

The Divine Soldiers (Deus) broke into two hands to create a path in a brilliant motion without a thread of disturbance. Only then can it be seen that it boasts a high degree of sophistication and is equipped with a person whose unshakeable power of control has emerged from beyond the door.

The man walking leisurely between the Left and Right Divine Soldiers (Deus) wore a luxurious cloak, which was also dressed in graceful courtesy, his uncle.

I was in my early forties when I was old, but I have a tough face that doesn't make me feel faded.

I can imagine this man being a samurai from his horny physique with gray eyes, hair and beard. But there is a wand, not a sword, in his hand, with a great sword for liturgy on his waist.

The crown was on the head of the approaching Oj as he snapped his wand to the ground.

Mercenaries (players) in the venue boil down.

"That's the king, isn't it?

"The King."

"You're the king of Michelangelo..."

If you look closely, you can also see Lord Theary next to Odysama.

On the other hand, there was also a grandfather in a robe with a long cane in his hand.

In a constant audience, a grey-haired king softly raises his right hand.

"Yu (er) is a divine man who can unite the pioneering city of Michelangelo (...)"

I feel all the mercenaries (players) in the venue swayed by the word "divine man".

But in the Clan Clan world, in Tuquinothea, it was set to be ruled by divine men. You mean the god and his uncle in front of him?

"The name of Yu is Kaguya Morpheus, the Ash King"

Even though he didn't shout so loud, the king's name went through well as it sounded directly to his head. The same is true of everyone, who keeps silence all the time while the king is speaking.

The Clan Clan, where information is important, is also where first-degree mercenaries (players) gather. Everyone was listening seriously to the king as he listened to every word.

"Well done. Young, no young mankind thirsting for power (...) Gentlemen."

With a grim grin, the king slowly looks over all the mercenaries (players) in the venue.

But for some reason the king looked up and stared out into the cloudless sky at what bothered him.

Then the king lowered his voice.

"... well. Have you had any strange guests?"

Ash King looking up at sunny weather as it is.

"Well, I don't remember sending you an invitation... which is good for my compatriots (...). Deus, be your opponent."

Interrupting greetings and remarks, the king gave such an order abruptly to the Divine Soldier (Deus), who would consolidate his surroundings.

Then four of the Divine Soldiers (Deus), with their sceptres, and the old man of Robe, who was beside the king, let him leap into the sky.

To the flying soldiers, we are scaled from our eyes.

Plus they start releasing blast flames, ice cubes, tornadoes, and lightning into the sky with nothing from the cane they each have in their hands.

Those magics were so massive that they had never been seen before.

We, the mercenaries (players), who have witnessed the tremendous magic of different attributes in a row, could only look at the sight.

Such oversized magic disappears distorted as if for some reason it had even hit an invisible barrier. But the sky is unnaturally shaking.

It is as if the blue sky has become the surface of the water and is waving like a stone has been dropped.

That swing is somewhere...

I have awakened my memory.

Right, the identity of that distortion of space is the sky in the Missora Forest!

The entrance to the gemstone-bearing forest (Kristiary) should also have been such a conjunctive magic.

If so, it is likely that Mr. Misora is under attack. At the same time, I was concerned about Mr. Misora's safety. I also remembered my outrage at the king who would do harm to Mr. Mithola, who took care of him so much even though he was NPC.

But the Ashes King inadvertently reunited his conversation with us, not through a magical attack like a storm in the air.

"By feast, do you mean eating the ultimate treat and getting drunk on martial arts tradition with one hand? Or do you dream and dance at the knees of the beautiful princess of the incline?"

The king inquired of the mercenaries who were in love with a series of magical soldiers (Deus) in the air.

"Ask mercenaries!

Where his gaze gathers, Ash King, Kaguya Morpheus, catches the corner of his mouth challengingly.

"Can a mercenary like that ever fight? Is it worth hiring?"

And the great sword decorated for the liturgy that had been offered on his hips is pulled out of his sheath strictly.

Its grand deeds, one by one, have no gaps, just the king himself.

Instead, he directed his cutting-edge toward the Divine Soldiers (Deus) dressed in blue armor.

"The soldiers dressed in blue armor here are not yet soldiers' vessels. Even a trained soldier to become a Divine Soldier (Deus)."

The sword held in the king's hand points in turn to the Divine Soldiers (Deus), who are slowly waved and waiting.

Does that mean they're apprentice soldiers (Deus)?

"Their strength is less than one-third that of the Divine Soldier (Deus), but it may still seem like a threat to you guys."

So the color of the armor was lighter than the usual Divine Soldier (Deus)?

Reminds me of George and Mina's points in the carriage.

"Normally, Yu never leaves the deepest part of the Royal Castle... and if this feast is over and you mercenaries step into the central area of the castle with your earthly feet..."

At the same time that the king separated the words, the apprentice samurai (Deus) set up their weapons and shields in unison.

"Otherwise, it will take the Divine Soldier (Deus) to get rid of him."

Ashes King snorts at eagles as if satisfied with the movement of the growing Divine Soldiers (Deus).

"So, from the mercenaries, would it be a highly challenging dungeon itself?"

The mercenaries unconsciously call their weapons out of their gear storage, watching the king fall apart.

Of course, I also set up the knife [Xiaomei Xiao] with my left hand, and held the paint gear, "Shooting (Y) Ro Brush" on my right hand.

Everyone on this spot realizes.

This is an exclusive quest given to the privileged.

"If you say what you want to say, you can see that you've already understood."

Confronting the King and the Apprentice Divine Soldier (Deus) are first-degree mercenaries (players) dressed in full armour.

"That is, the king of Michelangelo is here"

Kill the king of Michelangelo, and who shall take his throne?

Without the need for a dungeon attack, only Apprentice Divine Soldiers (Deus) guard around the King.

Yes, now is a thousand chances.

"... human power, sexuality, desire..."

Ash King Morpheus laughed furiously and closed his eyes.

"50 Years of Humanity is a well said thing... how much of the possibility of those who kept rising in the Lower Heaven grew up in a long time. Let me show you the answer in front of you."

And the king smiles at me.

"Fairy lord, our time to be taken is over. Whatever barbarians strike, we will not yield, but we will take hands with our friends and defend ourselves. And let me prove here that I have enough power to pledge it."

Apparently he was talking to fairies flying around me, not me.

"The rest of Michelangelo is not sweet enough to be ruled by human beings who only walk shallow raw."

The king stabbed his sword with Jarin on the gray cobblestone.

Break through the Apprenticeship Soldier (Deus) and get to this point.

Until then, I don't deserve to hold the sword I stabbed in this land.

There is no need to prepare for the inferior beings.

The king's will has been passed on to us.

I mean, that's the thing.

He asked me to call him with a bee.

And this (player) side also feels the fighting spirit swell from his back and surroundings.

Even though we have a good opportunity to seize control.

Who will be able to suppress these chest highs?

If you're a man, if you're a mercenary.

Until I challenged this arrogant king.

"Come on, no more words to speak. Then let's start a true feast."

Signalling the beginning of the king's one-sided feast, the Divine Soldier (Deus) apprentices positioned around the venue moved.

Were the soldiers wearing thin blue armor surrounding us for this time?

"Wow. Ahh."

"Yabe! These guys are strong!

"I'll do it!

"Whoa, whoa!

The screams and anger of the mercenaries (players) and the sound of the banquet shaken the ballroom.

A spectacular dance has begun, risking the lives of mercenaries.