Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Gaston follows the Gordon brothers.

The expression had a frustration up front that I wasn't even willing to hide.

During the banquet, the Gordon brothers took me out of the tavern. It would be grumpy, too.

Across from the Gordon brothers was a narrow back street sandwiched by a tall building in the opposite direction from the tavern.

Raw garbage was scattered around, and there was blood all over the side of the road.

This street is insecure, and there are many pick-ups and robberies.

It's a patrol route for guards, but the time around doesn't change very much.

For this reason, among some of the bad touches, there was a timetable for patrolling the guards. Of course, Gaston knew the time, too.

"Ha, I'm persistent, you guys! The liquor will taste bad! Talk to me about the requirements! It'll be all right around here!

Gaston drinks.

I was fed water from the side over and over where I was drinking.

I wouldn't feel very good about it.

Of course, Gaston knows why. I understand everything.

I was unnecessarily grumpy because I knew.

"Hey! What are you going to do with those liquor bills! You know what I mean, my position! It's not your money. It is!

Gordon comes poking his finger at me.

"Gaston, you're not the type to save in anyway. If you can't pay for it, you bastard, why don't you sit down and let me call it off right now! The rewards are public, so if we don't pull something out, we'll find out soon!

What Gordon says is true.

Following "The Black Devil," it is an indiscriminate capture of balm birds.

It is obvious that there is a hell of a monster in the back of a man like Abel who is a little white.

It's not something I found out what would happen if I broke my promise poorly.

But Gaston couldn't turn back either.

I don't even want to die, like letting the surrounding people bow their heads and retract them.

Too miserable. Gaston had already dressed up scattered.

And. It has been decided to suspend forcefully from now on.

That should also be inconvenient for a man hiding on the other side of Abel.

Yes, so this is a necessary expense. Fee, you can call it a legitimate consideration. If you don't think so, you can bury this Gordon brothers or Abel.

Gaston was reopening why I had to scratch my shame and put it away.

It was absolute logic in Gaston's own head.

"You're the ones who don't understand! You can bury the gold. [M] You don't have to bother with me! I don't see why that's happening! In the first place, I'm giving you a hand on purpose!

"Ha? Dumb, you, how much do you think you're gonna pay for that number of liquors! I guess it's more or less bad that you got flushed! I can't even give you this kind of money! What, are you drunk or cancer?!?

He stinks.

Gaston rings his tongue before bending his neck and checking his surroundings.

There are no signs of people.

Gaston distorted the corner of his mouth and laughed as he

Gaston hasn't been good with a guy called reciprocal discourse for a long time.

I have unilaterally ordered or just yelled and cut through.

And there's one action to take against someone who can't get through with it. It is a gory push by violence.

That was the quickest thing I could do, and it suited my gender.

Gaston pulls out his sword.

Gaston's sword has a wider blade area than the common one. It weighs nearly double.

It threatened the most famous blacksmith in the city of Romane about five years ago and made him make it cheap by ignoring reservations and prioritizing them.

If you slash it, you break the bones of the Warcraft with its overwhelming weight, and if you hit it with your belly, you crush the bones. It is the murder blade of a single blow.

People fear first just because they see that boneless blade, and then they fear the gaston that wields it lightly.

The Great Sword Bailabrow, which breaks the hearts of others simply by erecting it, was perfect for Gaston's character.

Whatever the way it was obtained, Gaston liked the Great Sword by Lovelow.

I'll fix it if it scratches at all, and in some cases I'll take it right to the blacksmith. Before going to bed, he was always worried about wiping the blade and pattern with a cloth.

So much so that my mind decides that I will never let the surrounding women touch me.

It's rare for Gaston, and I was even wondering if I could go pay that blacksmith some authentic money to do it. Just thinking about it.

Gaston gripped the Great Sword by Labrough with both hands and slashed the universe twice.

Then gently stick it to the ground while dampening momentum.

He made a loud noise and scattered sand splashes.

"What? Are you really going to give me orders? I'm not proud of you.

Gordon puts the axe in his hand after sending an eye signal to Mordon.

"Fools look painful. I don't know! Animals are the quickest! I hope you're smarter than a dog at best!

In response to Gordon's provocation, Gaston had his eyebrows hoisted.

Nature and the hand that holds the weapon can also help.

"That you licked at me! I meant to threaten you properly, but stop! You're gonna taste the horrors of me and Bailabrow to the bone marrow!

Gaston barks and switches the Great Sword Bailabrow from holding both hands to holding one.

It is not a structure that can be maintained for a long time because of the weight of the Great Sword Byrabrough, but one hand is allowed to have more width in the way it moves.

And it's easy to intimidate them. A little frightening would be a great advantage.

"Chip! Should I have brought you here after I got a little drunk! Mordon, run the other way! We're gonna crush it for two!

"Way to go, brother."

"Superior! Put them together. Bailabrow's rusty. Wow!

Gaston waves the Great Sword by Lovelow, slamming it against the wall.

The stone walls snap as easily as paper and are sharpened to a large extent.

Gordon swallows his sarcasm when he sees the destroyed wall.

Gaston laughed distorting his mouth.