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This game really sucks...
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At night, Rulid Village at night is not as noisy as the neon city in the real world. It is as quiet as a sleeping beauty, shrouded in a thin veil of thin moon and stars.
The lights were still on in the only church in the village. The old nun and the young nun had just finished their evening classes. They were sitting together at the not-so-rich dining table, praying with their eyes closed.
"Benevolent goddess Stacia, thank you for giving us water and food."
Chen Mo was sitting on one side of the dining table bored, looking at the girl with a serious expression while praying on the other side, he actually wanted to complain that it is the sun, rain, dew and air that give you water and food, not the goddess Stacia, but this kind of If he didn't open his eyes, he was just thinking about it, and didn't say anything to spoil the atmosphere.
After finishing the prayer, the two nuns opened their eyes and began to eat. The old nun's name is Azalia. It can be seen that she is a very well-bred person, and her movements are graceful and gentle when eating, while the little nun Selka is like an old nun. The only dining posture on the whole table that is not so pleasing to the eye is Chen Mo.
It's not because he doesn't understand etiquette, it's because the way these two nuns eat is too perverted, chewing a bite of food dozens of times, chewing it completely before swallowing it, and each bite is very small... ...Compared to this, Chen Mo's normal eating manner seems a bit rude.
After finishing the meal, watching the old nun take away the empty plates on the table, he finally couldn't help asking Selka, "Don't you feel tired after eating like this every day? I'm tired just looking at it."
"Dining is a very sacred thing, this is the goddess Stacia who created the world..."
"Stop! To be honest, you really don't feel tired?"
Staring at Chen Mo for a second, Selka suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and her upright posture changed into a normal sitting posture.
"A little... It's still a little bit, but Azalia will be upset when she sees it, so I have to be more solemn."
After shedding the nun's serious expression, Selka also showed a smile on her face, her eyes fell on Chen Mo's waist, and she asked with some doubts: "Uncle, aren't you a swordsman, why did you take out two sticks? "
"Ah... this ah..."
Chen Mo raised his hand and touched the cold and hard black wooden sticks around his waist. These were a pair of short sticks more than two feet long that he found from the old warehouse after spending the whole afternoon, about the thickness of three fingers. The characteristic is that it is very hard. Although the operation authority is only 15, its durability has more than 800 points.
"Those swords in the warehouse... were too rusted, and I couldn't use them at all, so I found two sticks to replace them..." Chen Mo's expression was a little stiff when he explained. A slight soreness came from his lower back.
"So that's it." Selka, who didn't know anything about it, showed a clear expression, and then responded with a smile: "Those swords have not been used for several years, and they have been kept in the warehouse. There is no way to rust to this extent.”
"That's right... there's nothing I can do about it..." Chen Mo smiled helplessly, then calmed down his expression, and nodded to the girl with a serious face.
"However, in any case, thank you very much for allowing me to live here. I will ask you to take care of me for a while."
Suddenly being thanked so seriously by a big man, Selka waved his hands with a flustered expression.
"Ah... no, I'm the one... please take care of me from now on! And... that, although I was the one who suggested letting you stay in the church, it was Azalia who finally agreed to take you in. ..."
"I know, I will thank her later. Selka, you are a good girl!"
"Hey...? Hey?!!!"
Facing the little nun who was blushing, Chen Mo smiled very happily.
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Chapter 97 Under the Moon I Drink Alone
Two mountains.
The afterglow of the setting sun covered the entire mountain range with a layer of light golden gauze, and the snow that covered the top of the mountain all year round seemed to bring a little warmth.
"Woooo-"
The sound of a heavy blunt object breaking through the air resounded in the forest outside the mountain range, followed by a rough and harsh cry similar to the roar of a beast.
Facing the short stick swinging towards him at a high speed, a dark gray-skinned plain goblin hastily raised his knife to block it, but its movement was obviously a beat slower than the speed of the short stick.
"clang!"
A short stick collided with the blade and produced a few orange sparks, and after being bounced off each other, another short stick followed one after another. Suddenly, a black lightning flashed in midair, heading straight for the plain goblin's head.
"boom--"
The crisp feeling like hitting a watermelon came back along the short stick. Chen Mo didn't even look at the plain goblin whose head had been blown off. The short stick in his right hand danced around his palm to form a black stick flower. The next moment, the heavy Power came from the periphery of the stick flower, and a crossbow arrow as thick as a baby's bowl jumped out, and Chen Mo also turned back a few times along with this force, and when he landed, he suddenly looked up in the direction of the arrow.
"Quick, hurry up and mount the crossbow!"
Meeting Chen Mo's eyes, the old plain goblin priest hurriedly ordered the goblins operating the giant crossbow to replace the crossbow bolts, but just as the crossbow bolts were about to be replaced, a dark figure appeared in front of them.
"Ugh-"
The pitch-black stick figure magnified rapidly in the eyes of the goblin closest to this figure, and in the blink of an eye, its head was directly blasted into a red and white mixed slurry, which splashed on the blades of grass in the forest.
Witnessing the entire process of this goblin's head being blown up close, all the other goblins around screamed in horror, and while screaming, they ran away in all directions, even the old goblin priest lost his composure and turned his head towards the two realms Mountains run.
However, low-level demon creatures like goblins, except for some special variants within certain races, most of the other goblins look like dwarfs with small arms and legs.
And how could a dwarf outrun a combative adult...
A few minutes later, Chen Mo slowly stood up straight from the posture of stepping and swinging the stick. In his hands, two short black sticks were slowly dripping with thick blood and brains, and the headless people lying around were full of goblins. corpse.
As for why he is so obsessed with attacking the head, in fact, he also has difficulties. After all, weapons like sticks that cause damage by hitting are not like sharp swords. If you want to quickly end the life of the attack target, you must hit the vital point Only then, and the head is the best place to strike.
Other attacks such as breaking the spine and collapsing the sternum can also be fatal, but the target of this kind of attack will not die immediately. Big trouble.
Looking up at the sky, the afterglow of the setting sun was almost gone, and Chen Mo didn't stay in the forest any longer. He waved his short stick vigorously, and then pulled off a few leaves to wipe off the remaining blood. Go in the direction of the village.
At this moment, nearly two years have passed since he first entered the Under Word. While training himself through battles, he is also constantly inquiring about Kiritani Kazuto, those who occasionally go to the distant central capital Centoria to buy some The merchant of the goods has a good relationship with him, so every one or two months, he can get some news about "Junior Swordsman-in-training Kirito".
But now, he should be about to become "Senior Swordsman-in-training Kirito"...
Really looking forward to the moment when we meet again.