I Got a Cheat and Moved to Another World, so I Want to Live as I Like

The herbivore returned safely.

He said he was having a cold and was feeling sick, etc., but I don't believe him.

But I honestly can't imagine what I was doing while I was resting.

(You shouldn't pursue it any further)

One end of the blame is definitely on me.

I decided to keep the lid on this one.

After the herbivore returned, I, the old lady (Old Lady), and a pair of herbivores worked vigorously.

The job is to remove the Warcraft, which threatens the passage of the streets.

Open terrain to exterminate mainly medium-sized and large warcraft.

For me, knights bring me joy just to ride.

Besides, it's a lot of fun to do the quest with an RPG feel.

Besides being appreciated by the locals, the kids wave.

I'll wave my hand back at the old lady Old Lady and she'll be thrilled and thrilled. I'm jumping up, shaking around.

Instead of a little, he's definitely the hero I admire.

(Sounds great)

I'm in the cockpit, laughing at Nimanima.

I couldn't even imagine when I was in the original world that I could be such a person, admirable by my children.

(I'm so glad I got on the knight)

I thanked from the bottom of my heart the stone statues that sent me to different worlds and the guild leaders of the merchant guild who scouted me.

"Mr. Tauro, I'll come with you next time."

One day, a herbivore mechanic opened his mouth and said it best.

If you think about it, you heard about my first job with a giant turtle.

Until now, he thought he'd just gotten rid of it.

"I can't imagine blowing a giant turtle with the power of Old Lady, an old lady I know. Let me see it."

I'm making my eyes shine.

With that said, a herbivore mechanic is someone who likes knights, likes them, wants to work with knights, studied them, and became a mechanic.

(Interested, naturally)

While I speak of my next appointment, I begin to consider it.

"Next, it was a craigolem crusade in the North."

Craigolem is a natural golem born naturally in the clay layers of the earth.

It is as big as a knight and looks like a giant at first glance.

But the story was that it was made of clay and could not be a threat to knights.

(Well, sometimes, okay)

Lately, I'm starting to feel a little bit more confident.

Several real-life experiences are the cornerstone.

If you're dealing with Craigolem, you can protect a grass-fed mechanic in multiple ways, that's what I made the decision.

"Okay. Just be prepared for the danger."

For once, I'll put the nail down.

In that reply the herbivore mechanic nodded happily and began to prepare.

Buried in deep snow, in the mountainous areas of northern Wangdu.

Rock skin is exposed to white ridges. Too tight a slope did not even allow the snow to accumulate, exposing its boneless appearance.

According to the information, there are multiple craigolems walking around the area.

They're becoming a potential threat because of the mountain crossing streets running nearby.

"There you are."

Next to the old lady "Old Lady," a herbivore mechanic with binoculars.

I'm wearing a white mods coat. The hood and around the sleeves are edged with gray fur and look moffy and warm.

Beyond the gaze of a herbivore mechanic, a red-brown giant wanders around.

Compared from the scenery, it is still about the same size as a knight. In the long run, it's quite powerful.

"I'll shoot you."

The old lady, the Old Lady, is half buried in snow in an ambush position. I can go anytime.

The grass-fed mechanic seemed surprised by the words.

"Are you okay at this distance?

I make the old lady "Old Lady" snort with confidence.

My tone is high.

It's not just pain, it's sight.

For me, making the Old Lady's eyes completely my own, magnifying the footage behind my brain by magic manipulation doesn't degrade me as much as it does.

The degradation of power by distance is compensated by the amount of magic that pours into the weapon.

"Craigolem is made of clay. Intensively, it falls more than a giant turtle."

A herbivore mechanic gives me information.

I listen to that word while I adjust the amount of magic I pour into it. Then he instructed the herbivore mechanic to step back.

After confirming his evacuation to the rear, he fires at Craigorlem.

"Huh?"

I frown.

Unexpectedly, Craigorem played an arrow of light (magic missile).

I notice this one and change my orientation. And he came on his way early.

I can't see how it was damaged.

(Can you add more)

I immediately pour magic into the wand Rifle.

The amount is less than one E-rank magic. It's about the same as blowing up a giant turtle on my first job.

I don't mind overkill. We have a herbivore here. Before they can be reached, they must be defeated.

Fire again after the magic filling and aiming adjustment phases.

(Now, you said so)

An arrow of light (magic missile) pierces the craigolem. And he split his body into pieces, and scattered them all around him.

You must have sensed the enemy appear, several craigolems emerged from the snow and came early enough.

(... three? You have time to knock it down before you get here)

Calculate that, and continue firing without hesitation.

The magic that can get in is the same as just now. Turn one craigolem after the other into a small piece.

"It's over. It's okay to come out."

A grass-fed mechanic crawls out of the snow mountain behind my voice.

And with binoculars for a while, I was looking at the wreckage of Craigolem.

"Mr. Tauro, could you take me nearby?"

They have something to think about.

I accept and make sure to wrap the herbivore in half with the hands of the old lady Old Lady. And walked out quietly toward the wreckage.

By the way, the wand "Rifle" is worn on the shoulder with a sling attached to it by a herbivore.

"Fine, it was stiff."

After arriving at one of the wreckages, he shared his thoughts.

But the herbivore does not reply, and walks around in the fragments of Craigolem, struggling with snow and evil.

And I picked up a piece and came back.

For some reason, that look is rude.

"Mr. Tauro..."

I try to say something.

But then, I felt the ground vibrate.

(Earthquake, avalanche?

I control the herbivore mechanic trying to walk out with the hands of the old lady, the Old Lady, and pay attention to the surroundings.

If a massive avalanche occurs, the old lady "Old Lady" anyway, herbivore mechanics are dangerous.

At that time, the snow behind the herbivore thrived like a mountain.

"Hide!

I scream and move my herbivore's body over the snow behind the old lady Old Lady.

Use both hands and be polite as circumstances permit.

Shortly after, from under the snow, a dark brown golem appeared.

(Damn it!

Distance is close. But you can't go back behind my back.

Even if it's a flesh-bomb battle, it has to be prevented here.

(You start a bad melee by accident!

Capture both hands of the stretched dark brown golem with the hands of the old lady Old Lady.

The two giants combined their hands from the front in a disappointing manner, becoming a force comparison posture.

Tongues about unexpected bad situations.

Only the old lady's Old Lady armor and my pain are out of tune saved.

(... lose strength)

Affordability, said the old lady "Old Lady".

The dark brown golem is powerless. Gradually pushed and gradually twisted his arm.

The already activated E-rank magic, infused with the rest of it, cannot be countered.

I try to wave, but from the grip of the dark brown golem, I couldn't escape.

On the arms and shoulders, strong pain begins to run.

(D-rank!

It doesn't even wipe the sweat in your eyes, it activates D-rank magic.

And all that magic went into the old lady's Old Lady driving system.

I've never put so much magic into this at once.

But I didn't think of any other hand.

(Hold it! Old Lady!

I don't know if Old Lady, a luxurious old lady, can stand D-rank magic.

Praying, he manipulates the old lady Old Lady in an attempt to push back the dark brown golem.

But I can't control it.

The old lady "Old Lady" vibrates violently and emits a screaming roar from all over her body.

At the same time, dark white smoke began to blow from all parts of the body uninterrupted.

(... Did you burn it out?

My heart freezes with fear.

If it stops working here, there's no life for me and the herbivore.

(Please!)

Even, keep putting your strength into your arms.

But the old lady's "Old Lady" output doesn't go up.

No matter how much magic manipulation you try to raise, it vibrates and doesn't follow.

The amount of white smoke that blew out became more and more numerous, and thicker.

The joints in the arms of the old lady, the Old Lady, are moving beyond range.

In so much pain, I have no voice.

The possibility of being able to push back is no longer possible. I can't think of anything else I can do.

(Stuffed)

The word floats in the back of my brain.

At the same time, my heart was stained with despair.

That's it for my other world, Tan.

In my heart, Teaching Light Inspector's, spring flowers blossomed smile.

(It was a good life)

Ever since I metastasized, I've lived as I please.

If I'd been in the original world, I'd never have been able to experience it.

Regret is..., not.

(If I can, I want to die so it doesn't hurt)

When I thought about it, the strange sense of resistance that had been an obstacle to the rise in output disappeared to fall out.

Return to me instantly to confirm the situation.

The eruption of white smoke had stopped. The vibrations, which were so terrible, were also rapidly subsiding.

And shortly thereafter, the output increased dramatically.

(Power's back!

I'm not going back. It's as powerful as it's ever been.

The old lady "Old Lady" instantly pushes back and twists up the thick arms of a dark brown golem.

Thick elbow joints on both arms smashed with crushing noises.

The dark brown golem makes a screaming ambition.

"Die!"

I roar, too, kicking the belly of the golem.

The strange enlightenment that preceded death scratched away. And my heart, with the recoil of pain and terror, was untouched by ferocity.

The dark brown giant flies through the universe and falls from his back onto the snow.

And even trying to escape, I got up with my back turned.

"Let them get away with it!

Screaming, on the back of a dark brown golem, becomes a horse rider.

And he grabbed Golem under his chin with both hands of the old lady, the Old Lady, and pulled up against the shrimp greatly.

Camel clutch.

The old lady, the Old Lady, keeps pulling up directly behind her with all her might.

Eventually, under the butt of the old lady Old Lady, there was a heavy crushing sound and the resistance of the dark brown golem stopped.

But I'm not stopping.

I kept putting my strength into it until it was completely bi-fold as it was. Then this time he held Golem's head under his side and twisted it up until he heard a break from his neck.

For the first time since then, the old lady "Old Lady" leaves the dark brown golem.

And I sat up like I was out of power.

A huge amount of snow smoke winds up because of too much momentum and butt cake.

(... thanks)

I was stuck in the cockpit.

I sweat shockingly all over my body and my heart is bugged.

Strong painful aftertaste prevents breathing and is painful.

(Huh! If you're still here, what will you do!

I don't want to panic. I realize now that I didn't even give such preliminary consideration.

When I get up Gabari looks around in a hurry.

(... not here)

The sense of relief spreads to my mind.

Now it's time I put my back in the cockpit.

Fragments of red brown clay golem scattered around.

A dark brown golem, bi-fold in front of you.

I sat up like a vain, old lady, The Old Lady.

In the aftermath of the snow smoke, the herbivorous mechanic, who was about to be half-lived, had managed to crawl out on his own.

And he was staring at the sight of the surrounding area with harsh eyes.

(... Impossible)

The herbivore shakes one confusing head. And I started checking one by one to sort out what just happened.

(first, a red-brown golem, this wasn't a clay golem)

The colors were similar, but they were of a different kind.

In the first place, at the time I played the magical attack of the old lady Old Lady, it was crazy.

In a brittle clay golem, you can't stand it.

(That was a stone golem)

Drop your eyes on the red brown fragments you picked up.

It is a hard, heavy piece of stone that cannot even be compared to clay.

(What's the power after the second hit of the wand Rifle? I've never seen anything like it.)

White light that just dazzles your eyes, too, and the power to crush the stone golem in one blow.

In light of the knowledge of magic learned at the Royal School of Magic, the knowledge of knights, and them, it seemed beyond the firepower that knights could already carry.

(And the last battle with the dark brown golem)

To the wreckage of a dark brown golem, I do my eyes.

(Probably a heavy stone golem)

Heavy stone golem.

It is present in unlimited proximity to metal golems, including large amounts of metal-based substances in the ingredients.

As a Warcraft, his stature is at the top of the Stone Golem. A weak knight like the old lady "Old Lady" is definitely not the opponent you can defeat in a bare-handed fight.

In the knowledge of a herbivore, I can assure you so.

(That, Mr. Tauro,... and the old lady "Old Lady" accomplished it)

I can't believe it, I just shake my head.

There was a lot of magic in the pilot out of digits.... No, that's not all I can explain.

A knight's combat ability is the combined power of a pilot and a knight.

No matter how much magic is put into it, if the old lady "Old Lady" is not accepted, it makes no sense.

Too much magic on the contrary even threatens to corrupt the old lady, the Old Lady.

(Old lady "Old Lady" is not the only one, so is wand "Rifle")

The wand "Rifle" is also unlimited in power as long as it is magical.

If the magic power exceeds the limit, the magic formation should burn down or the safety devices should work and go down.

So the herbivore mechanic glances at the wand Rifle beside the old lady Old Lady.

(That wand Rifle is as old as the old lady Old Lady)

In common sense, like the old lady Old Lady, she should be inferior to the wand Rifle in every way.

(... I need to change my perception, maybe there is)

Reality takes precedence over everything.

It's the basics of being an engineer. No matter how uncomfortable you are, you have to accept it.

(Hmm)

My breath leaks unexpectedly.

Until now, I have seen the old lady Old Lady only as an old, under-performing knight.

To be honest, I wanted to have the latest knight maintenance, which I employ in the Knights of the Kingdom, not an old-fashioned style like the old lady Old Lady.

But he wasn't hired by the Knights, and that dream didn't come true.

The Merchant Guild was the only place I held the position as a mechanic.

So I put up with the old lady, The Old Lady.

(Old Lady "Old Lady" is not an old fashioned story, but still a knight. I'm just happy to be touched by a knight)

That's what I've been saying.

But the reality in front of me is shaking my appreciation of the old lady, the Old Lady, to a great extent.

Because even the knights of the latest ceremony outweighed the power, showing the possibility that they had it.

By the way, the herbivore was not willing to consider Tauro.

Tauro heard that the guild chief and deputy guild chief fell in love and definitely invited someone.

Even out of standard, it's not as surprising as the old lady's "Old Lady" case.

Besides, I think.

(I don't know about the pilot)

Out of specialty.

But I know about knights.

Put your arms together and think so.

The herbal mechanic had strong pride in knowledge and skill.

(Even to the Kingdoms Knights mechanic, I'm not going to be inferior. The only reason I couldn't be was because I didn't have connections)

My feelings as a technician increase dramatically. Until earlier, I was surprised and half-defunct, and it seems to be a lie.

(Old lady "Old Lady", wand "Rifle", I will thoroughly investigate it when I return to Wang Du. And find and show why you created this situation)

The heavy stone golem wreckage alternated with the old lady Old Lady, and the herbivore mechanic was so determined.

Recently, I was comfortable with the roll of hot blood as a technician that hadn't been around for a long time.