388 Episode 0388



Ray and Elena took a step forward without a trace of concern that a man had been blown away from the entrance to the dining room they were about to enter.
 Ray takes a step to the left and Elena a step to the right, and a man walks past the gap between them, bounces several times and falls to the ground.
 Ray glanced at the fallen man, who was about 180 cm tall and wearing a brown presto armour, with a sword lying close to him. The shock must have taken him out of his waist.

"...well, I don't get bored when I'm with Ray."
"No, no, I don't get bored when I'm with Elena said.

 They tell each other at the same time, and they both seem dissatisfied with what they have been told.

"Ray is in charge of rough things, isn't he? He's always in charge of rough things."
"And Elena, who said so, would have drawn as much trouble as I did?"
"That's..."

 A light argument...or rather a joke, they go into the dining room.

"Grull".
"Squeak!"

 It's no mistake that Seto and Yero looked at each other in some way dumbfounded.

"Oops!"

 Just as he tried to open the dining room door, Ray sensed something flying from inside again, and accepted it as if it was troublesome...

"What? Oh, yes. That's a relief..."
"I'm in the way,"

 Something that's been received... ignoring exactly someone's attempt to thank him, he throws it straight to the ground.

"Oh!? ...it hurts."What!"
"Any problem?"

 A man who hits the tailbone with all his might tries to complain to Ray, but he can't speak any more in his gaze.
 It's true that he took the blown self with one hand, as well as the gaze directed at him. In other words, he must have understood that he had that much physical strength.

"... no, no. It's nothing."
"Well, above all," I'd like you to thank me as much as you accepted me. Well, that'

 Ray and Elena enter the dining room, leaving the man alone.
 Elena looked a little sorry for the man sitting on the ground, but she still followed Ray in silence.
 And as he jumped into Ray's view as he entered the dining room, he saw a blatant brawl.
 What was different from our expectations was that one woman was being attacked and five men were being attacked. And even in such a situation, a scene unfolds in front of Ray and Elena where they can tell at a glance that women are the more advantageous.
 There are three men lying on the floor. The other two men, spear and sword in hand, were aiming to attack the woman.
 And the problem was the woman. They are dressed like dancers in bars, and their costumes are so thin that they can see through the other side of the body except where they are covered with rich bulge and underbody. Contrary to the outfit that tempts such a man, he is equipped with the insteps of his hands with five claws extending about 50 cm in length, and the insteps of his feet with blades on their heels.
 A highly unbalanced woman, a dancer in her body and a warrior in her arms and legs, moves provocatively with her fingers wrapped in the back of her hand with an inviting smile.

"What's the matter with you? You guys wanted me to dance, didn't you? I didn't know it would be useful for such a trifle... at this rate, it would be even better at night. I think we should learn a little from the man who just came in."

 A woman with a bewitching smile as she glances at Ray and Elena entering the dining room.
 The smile, unlike Elena's dignified smile, is bewitching... as if he were intoxicated with blood.
 You're the right person for me, aren't you? Ray is caught in the eye for a moment by a woman who tells me so.
 Of course, she was fascinated by her beautiful appearance and her apparent masculine body. But the main reason Ray was fascinated by the woman in front of him was that the blood-drunk woman's expression was unparalleledly beautiful, charming and cruel. as if reminiscent of a goddess leading to death

"Don't be silly, you bastard!"

 The moment Ray and the woman exchanged eyes and recognized each other's existence. In a moment, two men, holding spears and swords, attack women from back and forth, as if they could stand the chance they had made.
 But the woman looks at Ray and moves her body without looking at the attacker.
 When a woman swings the back of her right hand, the sword is cut off from the middle of the blade with a hook and claw, and at the same time, she quickly spins her body to avoid a spear thrusting her back from behind, and the instep shatters the man's jaw with the force of the rotation.
 At that moment, a drop of blood spitting out of the man's mouth with a spear adds a touch of red to the woman's white, fleshy thigh.
 As soon as she lands on the floor with her kicks released, she crouches down on the floor and attracts even more attention from the customers around her, shaking her big twin hills violently due to the rapid movement.
 ...no, considering that the woman's eyes were directed at Ray while she crouched on the floor, I suppose that the move was a daring one. as a service to Ray alone, not to the guests around him
 The moment a woman crouches down, a man's fist penetrates where the woman's head had been for a moment.
 It was the last trouble of a man whose sword had been amputated by a woman's claws.

"Oh, that's too bad. If you want to have a passion with me, at least give me a little more strength before you come out."

 muttering, leaping straight up. He rubs the tip of his chin at the bottom of his hand, causing concussion and fainting on the spot.
 He leaped about 2 meters, and landed on the floor with a flexible movement like that of a cat family. bow gracefully to the surroundings

'Wow, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

 At that moment, the restaurant's guests applauded as if they were watching a play or something.

"The insteps and insteps are probably magic items."
"...yes,"

 Elena agrees with Ray's muttered words a moment later.
 Ray looks at it with his head tilted, and for some reason finds Elena looking at a woman in mysterious equipment who can be seen as a dancer or a warrior.

"Elena? What's the matter?"
"No, nothing,"
"I hope Elena says so... So what do you do? I was going to eat something here. oh, my God!"

 Ray exclaimed in the middle of his speech because he saw the woman lifting the man on the floor one hand at a time, as if he were carrying a light load to the corner of the dining room.
 Men don't wear armor, but they are still well built because they seem adventurous. It doesn't reach 100kg at all, but it'll be close to that. The woman who lifted so many men one hand at a time without difficulty was clearly not what she looked like.
 Furthermore, the sharp blade of the instep, which should have had its claws extended until recently, has disappeared and returned to the ordinary instep. The blade extending from the heel of the instep had vanished as well.

(I see. I wonder if it's the magic item's ability to put out those claws and blades.) --that's not very unusual if it's that much in terms of ability.)

 That's how Ray thought, but he pays attention to the woman who literally piles the man on the floor up in the corner of the dining room.
 The battle itself ended in seconds, but the woman's demeanor was still one of the best...not to mention one of the best.

"Well, my dear fellow... no, my dear fellow,"

 A woman who pauses and gazes at Ray and Elena.
 It wasn't until then that Ray would face the woman's appearance.
 a reddish purple hair growing to the middle of the back The wavy-tipped hairstyle would be called wavy hair.The color of his eyes is gold that Ray has never seen before. Despite the difference in tendencies, its appearance is undoubtedly as good as Ray has ever seen. In terms of height, he's about a head taller than Ray, probably closer to 180 cm. She's about her early twenties and a little older than Elena.
 Elena with a dignified beauty next to Ray. Marina, a dark elf that gives you a sense of color and is also the guildmaster of guillem. These are the two most beautiful women Ray has ever seen, but the person in front of him is definitely as beautiful as the two.
 The beauty, unlike Elena and Marina, should be described as something of an aggressive beauty. They wear see-through cloths similar to those worn by dancers, with white thighs, stomachs, or shoulders exposed sensationally as if inviting a man, except for the combative insteps and insteps on their limbs. Although the plentiful breasts and crotch were neatly hidden, the woman's appearance and appearance were never seen as capable of fighting as they had been.
 If Ray hadn't seen the battle, he might have thought he was a bar dancer or a prostitute. She was dressed so sensationally.
 Ray catches my eye when he suddenly shows up in front of me and makes me feel like a strong woman. It was a natural reaction for an old man, but if Elena next to Ray could tolerate it, the answer would not be...

"It hurts!"

 Step on Ray's foot with his own slippers.
 Ray screams at the sudden action. But Elena takes a step forward and looks at the woman and opens her mouth, as if it didn't matter.

"What do you want us to do?"
"Yes, you guys... are strong, aren't you? No way. That's unlike the men who roll over there, who are likely to be useless at night."

 He glances contemptuously at the man in the corner of the dining room and waits for Ray and Elena's reply.

"It's strong, if you say so." I can only say I'm confident to some extent. What's the matter?"
"What about you? You're strong, aren't you?"

 a woman who passes through Elena's words and asks Ray

"Well, I'll say I'm fairly confident,"
"Well, why don't you fight me right away?"
'...what?'

 All of a sudden, the words of Ray and Elena overlap. It was so unexpected.
 But the woman turns to Elena as if it didn't matter.

"Your lower back weapon is quite a thing, isn't it? You can tell it's a powerful magic item just by looking at it. You... I know you're pretty good, but you don't seem to have any weapons. Bare hands? Is it a fighter like me?"
"Wait a minute. We came to this restaurant to eat. At least it's not for the enjoyment of fighting. Also, I'm on my way back from dungeon, so I don't want to fight."

 a woman with a contrite look on her face at Elena's evocative words
 The already neat face makes Elena feel even more guilty.

"How about you? Why don't you fight me?"

 The woman's interest is turned from Elena to Ray behind her.

(I never thought I'd find such a great game in the dining room... and I never thought I'd see themselves! I'll never miss this.)

 Such a woman's feelings must have appeared in her face. There was a momentary but unmistakably bloodthirsty, wild light in his strong eyes.
 With a game-seeking glance, Ray puts his hand inside the dragon lobe without hesitation and touches the sheath of a misril knife on his waist.
 Originally, I'd like to take out a death size, but it's hard to get around in a small dining room. That's why it was such a choice.
 But before that Elena takes another step.

"As I said, we just stopped by this restaurant to eat. It's not to fight."
"That's your point, isn't it?"

 a woman who glances provocatively at Ray
 At her words, Ray opens his mouth with a provocative smile.

"If I were to fight you in the first place, you'd have nothing to gain." Then I'd like to give priority to cooking."

 He always prepares to go through the Misril Knife in the Dragon Robe. But the woman's remark on it was completely unexpected.

"It's what I get, you know. Then... Let's do this. If you beat me, I'll stand with you for the night. What do you think? I'm still confident in my body. In fact, those useless people approached me and that was the cause of this trouble."

 The customers who were listening to the conversation around them swallow their mouths in spite of the woman's seductive words.
 A woman's appearance, and her physique, is so attractive that even top-notch prostitutes can't deal with her. That's enough for dozens or hundreds of people to come out and spend the night with a woman.

"And you may have misunderstood me because I'm dressed like this, but I don't know a man even if I look like this. ...what do you think? You can taste my body if you beat me. I think it's an attractive enough opinion for you."

 a woman who provokes a man even if she doesn't know him.
 In response, Ray tried to speak.

"Oh, are you the rumored madman?" Then, before you fight the priest, do you want me to fight him first? I must avenge my younger brother, you know?"

 That kind of voice echoed through the dining room.