Chapter 1,147 Seattle’s [Clothing Rack]

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"Gamu Gamu~~Gam Gamu Gamu Ga~~~"

These candies and biscuits are mine. Please return them quickly and I might consider eating them without arguing with you.

"Oh, it's yours. Is there any evidence? Is your name written on it? I'll look and I can't find it. You're slandering me without any evidence. Can I also say that you're wearing something like this?"

Is the puppet costume mine?"

“GAM GAM!!”

It’s not a puppet, it’s a bear!!

Seeing that this old woman was very arrogant, she held a biscuit in front of her eyes, pretending to find it in front of me, and then put the biscuit into her mouth with a click, chewing it deliberately to make it crispy and fragrant.

He showed an intoxicated expression, and I suddenly became furious.

At the same time, I can't help but be a little surprised.

This guy answered so thoughtfully and actually understood what I was saying. Should I praise her for mastering a good foreign language, or should I laugh at her for understanding bear language?

But it’s okay, save my wooden sign. No one will understand my loneliness in squatting silently in the corner while whispering a man’s tears while whittling wood and nailing the sign in order to facilitate the Hell Fighting Bears’ communication. Those guys just

One would think that the wooden sign is the true form of the Hell Fighting Bear, which can be summoned directly from another dimension, and plans to list it as one of the ninth most incredible things in Rogge Camp.

Come to think of it, it’s incredible that I alone accounted for so many?

"Gamu Gamu Gamu~~~~"

You guy, count how many sentences ago you exposed the scene of watching me being knocked away by Xiao A, and prepared a eulogy for your sister!!

"Oh, you heard it wrong. I didn't say anything like that. I just said that I saw you being knocked away, but I didn't see who it was. Is there a golden retriever dog nearby that suddenly flew into the air?

With surprising speed, he snatched up the candies and biscuits that were scattered in the air, stuffed them into the package that had been prepared long ago, and then looked at you with contempt before turning around and running away."

Don’t you see it clearly? Asshole!!

But it doesn’t matter. I’ve already considered this guy’s shamelessness. Even if I don’t admit it, it doesn’t matter. I still have her leverage, hehe~~~

"Gam~gam, gah~~~~mggam!!!"

That's right, that is to say, no matter whether this old woman admits that she saw the existence of Xiao Jia and the dead dog, and that she took the package off the dead dog behind her, at least, she just said that she saw me

The scene of being knocked away is irrefutable evidence.

In other words, when I was knocked away, she was watching from the sidelines and did not take the responsibility here seriously to complete the task assigned to her by Akara.

Humph, what a perfect inference. The Shinigami elementary school students are not in vain. I feel like I have completely surpassed the idiots like Kogoro now.

"Well, really? This is indeed a flaw."

Hearing what I said, the old drunkard frowned, as if the candy he had just stuffed into his mouth was no longer sweet.

Gamu~~quagga~~~!!”

Be sensible and return these candies and biscuits to me, and I might even consider putting in a good word for you in front of Akara.

"Really...is it really possible? As long as I return these to you, I won't complain to Akala?" As if seeing a glimmer of light in the darkness, the old drunkard raised his head, his eyes full of excitement and hope.

"Mum~~~~~"

You can think of it this way.

Yes, I won't complain to Akara, just tell Kane.

"Okay, then I'll give it all back to you." The old drunkard breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, and handed over half of the sugar cake in his arms.

"Gah~~~~mu~~~~~!!"

That's right, as the saying goes, those who confess will be punished with leniency and jail time, those who resist will be punished with strict punishment and go home to celebrate the New Year.

Faced with the rare complete victory of the old drunkard, I couldn't help but feel a little proud. I stretched out my two bear paws and wanted to take the spoils... No, I should recycle the spoils.

Huh?

Can anyone tell me why my body seems to be rotating with my toes as the origin?

Looking at the ground that kept magnifying in my eyes, I was confused.

With a pop, in the sluggishness, the body took on a large shape, and came into full contact with the ground in a very tragic and tragic manner. The bulky body raised a large amount of dust, and then, a very familiar scene - a spear was held behind its back.

, the gun tip was poking back and forth on my head.

"Are you stupid? You really believe that I will repay you."

The old drunkard squatting aside, like stirring raw eggs with chopsticks, quickly drilled into my head with the spear in his hand.

"..."

But... damn it, isn't this guy really afraid that Akala will get angry and prevent her from celebrating God's birthday?

"I know what you are thinking, but hey, do you really think that with your IQ, you can catch me, Lord Kasha?"

Sniffing proudly like this, the old drunkard continued.

"Don't forget, Amazon has a move called Female! Martial! God! Oh!"

I:"……"

"In other words, although I am not here, the Valkyrie is. I think Akara will not doubt whether my Valkyrie has the strength to suppress it."

“GAM GAM!!”

Pulling out the gun tip from my head, I jumped up, pointed at the old drunkard and yelled.

Lie, you, call your Valkyrie out if you can!!

"This is not possible. I am performing an important mission. In order to implement Master Akara's instructions, I came up with such a tactic of overt and covert. I left just now on purpose. I wanted to lure the snake out of the hole to see if there are any hidden dangerous elements.

, doing dangerous things in my absence.”

The old drunkard said this with a righteous look.

"Even you, without Lord Akara's authorization, would never interfere with my perfect tactics and expose my perfect latent Valkyrie to the enemy's sight."

"..."

I swear, even if he told such shameless lies, this old drunkard's heart wouldn't beat more than before.

But speaking of it, if the old drunkard didn't mention it, I would have actually forgotten that this guy is an Amazon and has such a powerful skill as the Valkyrie.

I don’t know about Carlos, Seatik, and Sister Sharna, but I have never seen the old drunkard’s Valkyrie from beginning to end. I don’t know what she looks like. What has been perfected by her, a monster?

The existence of monsters.

It is said that the Amazon Valkyrie has at least 30% of the strength of the original body. In other words, even if the strength is adjusted to the lowest level, an old drunkard who has never summoned the Valkyrie in our combat training, and assuming that she has used all her strength to

We went there and used all our strength, but in fact, we still had a few percent remaining.

A calculation, a hypothesis, the old drunkard's true strength makes *** call him abnormal.

No, no, there is actually another possibility...

Could it be that this old drunkard who has been getting along with us is actually the Valkyrie, and her true form is doing some evil things in an unknown place? It is said that most of the Valkyries summoned by Amazon will be infected with her.

Some of his characters are equivalent to existences like clones.

How is this possible, hahahaha~~~~~, no matter what, this assumption is too ridiculous. The old drunkard who has been making trouble with us and is rated as the number one pest in the camp is actually just a female of the original body.

God of War, this kind of thing is simply unimaginable.

Because this strange thought suddenly occurred in my heart, the strong impact caused by it made my brain a little dizzy. I temporarily forgot what happened just now, turned around with shaky steps, and planned to leave.

"Why, are you leaving? Look at you looking pitiful, come on, come on, don't say I'm bullying you, just take this biscuit."

The old drunkard, whose mouth was stuffed with difficulty with biscuits, puffed out his cheeks like a toad, and asked in a vague voice.

"Gam ga!!!"

Just keep it to yourself, or you'd better choke to death on the biscuits. Then there will be one more happy event for the whole world to celebrate on God's birthday.

I turned around fiercely and glared at this guy.

She has a bad personality, is despicable, shameless, drunk, lazy, and talks nonsense. How can she be a Valkyrie? If that were the case, Avina would jump out of the coffin and strangle this person alive who lost her whole life.

Amazon professional face of old alcoholic.

With a bad mood, I staggered all the way to the Adventurer's Paradise. I probably looked listless, so even though I was surrounded by many adventurers - especially female adventurers, I didn't get as much attention as I did at noon.

Groups of people gathered around me and groped me randomly.

This is okay, although female adventurers, after being restored by the law when changing professions, even if they are not beautiful, they can at least be said to have a delicate face, and the figure is absolutely slender, either slender and exquisite or plump and hot, there are not many ugly ones

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But... just because I'm beautiful doesn't mean you can touch me randomly, you bastard.

Oh, by the way, those judgments just now exclude barbarians. After all, the differences in body shape and aesthetics between the two are too great, and Qiaxi is an alternative among barbarians. In everyone's eyes,

, Qiaxi should be the most beautiful woman among the barbarians, but in the eyes of the barbarians, Qiaxi has soft and streamlined muscles, no high bulges, and strong lines with clear water chestnuts. Her appearance is just that of a village girl, that is,
To be continued...