Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

The world is full of unconvincing anger.

There is a lot of absurdity and also a lot of incomprehension. It is this world that, as I have the most common sense, something extraordinary that I dare not even imagine happens as usual.

So the war does not disappear.

KKK, of course, shouts aloud on the other side of the Internet at the masses of neo-Nazis and imperialist societies.

This is why war does not disappear. Humans are foolish, forgiving and compromising. And it was natural to slaughter oneself and others in the name of justice, throwing up endless ugly feelings without acknowledging wrongdoing.

It was wrong.

I think this is very wrong.

One day, if I am to save the world as the savior of Fusion, I have made a promise that I will see my hands from such a richness.

"Oh, shit."

I was walking the streets thinking about that idea and how to burn the sugar cane fields that black people were exploiting efficiently.

Vacans fucked up, but now it's time to go back to normal.

Winia goes to see what she sees at the Tower of Horses, and Claudie follows, wondering where the Tower of Horses is. Winia is annoyed to ask what she wants to do with her, but she goes out on a date with her favorite sister.

I was heading towards the guild.

Let's save some time before winter comes.

Autumn is the season of monsters. They are living creatures too, so we need to stockpile energy to survive the winter. In the process, raids or looting against humans occur.

- Fennel.

Then it happened in the middle.

I smelled familiar.

"..."

The smell was as widespread as it lured me.

What... what's that smell?

It's the smell in my memory. At the same time, the smell of headache... I don't know. I followed that smell like a moth jumping into a lamp.

Color only visible to my eyes.

If there was color in this smell, it would have been orange.

- Hemicephaly.

The more I followed that clear orange path, the faster I felt my heart beating. Excitement? Expectation? Similar. I don't know, but this smell was provoking me violently.

In anger.

I was able to see the truth when I came to the origin of the smell. In shock, I was forced to kneel down and rip my head off.

"Oh...! Oh..!!! Ohhhhh!!!!!"

- Bubbles.

My whole body began to tremble.

"How much is this?"

"4 coopers because you look so cute!"

"Huhu, it is not multiplied. Do you look at my forearm and say that?"

"How modest! I'll cut you one more Cooper for modesty!"

It was Serka.

She was joking peacefully with the fruit longevity and splitting the thread like it was fun in the world... What? I had serious cognitive impairment and was unable to recognize the situation itself.

After a brief look at the unrealistic sight of that pathetic, crazy fanatic's dream, the mind finally returned to reality.

"..."

There's a laugh.

I have a smile.

I saw a laugh and a smile.

I had no choice but to question it here.

Was it permissible for such a good KKK member to laugh..?

... is very different from my common sense.

I'm in a big mess.

If there is an end, this is the end, and if there is hell, this is the bottom of hell. As I said, there was an unimaginable meteorological catastrophe in the world.

In the age of the wicked laughing and living in peace, what the hell if this is not hell? I felt I was wrong. When I think about it, even the thugs shed tears on the subject of genocide.

It was wrong.

I don't know the subject.

I don't know the fountain.

I don't know what went wrong because I wasn't judged.

I do not recognize sin because I have not repented.

My mood crashed into the fall of the Moose Gang.

- The wicked should not laugh.

A sticky, dark feeling fills the body from the toes. The vision is darkened. The world is darkened. In a darkened world, only Cerca smiled in front of me.

"Thank you. I'll eat well."

"Come again because I'll cut you off again next time!"

"I will definitely come back."

Teaching Buddhism. Teaching Confucianism. And the teachings of the Catholic Church and my experience. Finally, King David's teachings, mixed with his father's teachings, whispered to my brain:

[Go.]

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

The explosion and roaring of anger occurred almost simultaneously. I was running at a transcendental speed towards Serca without even knowing it. - Tak-tak! She recognized me after turning her head to that sound.

"Serka!"

"Huff!"

A frightened serka picks up the fruit and starts to run away like crazy. How dare you! How dare you show Gimcott your back!

As soon as this son of a bitch sees me, he insults me!

You still don't know what's wrong!

That was the fury chase!

I pulled everything up and sprinted with explosive speeds! However, Serka was also swiftly splattering with a criminal-specific face!

We have to get him!

"Ooooooooooooooo!!!!!!"

I chased after Serka with excitement, destructive dumplings and inhuman windmills. It is an impulse that cannot be dried up!

My impulse was expressed by sublimating to extreme hyperactivity!

"Arghhhh!!!!!!!"

Looking back, Cerca looked at me in the air and was alarmed. I chased her with a glow, as if I were a little animal excited by a loud voice.

- Huhu...

At the same time, Cerca's laughter sounded in her head, and her smile began to overlap on one side of the field of view. Ughhhhhh! No! This isn't it! I can't admit it!

"Khhhhhh!!!!!!"

A scream came out of my mouth!

All eyes were on me!

"All you can laugh about is Khuru and Jonah!!!"

"Arghhhhhh!!!!!"

"But even that is unforgivable!!!"

Amplified fury was unleashed without knowing the end! However, I was rarely able to catch up with Cerca because of the introduction of mechanics!

Then, as the invoice worms and maggots twist on the corpse, the Mutugas begin to gather. It's because Serka was screaming and advertised in the neighborhood.

When the Mutugas saw me running, they asserted that I was the culprit.

"What are you! What are you doing to my boy!"

"Stop!"

This happened again last time.

"Hey, hey...! Wait! That's that, that's that black hair!"

"No way at that time...!"

However, the outcome of the incident only proved to me that the Mutugas were not worthy. Am I afraid of you who slaughtered a fisherman who is close to a thousand!

"Get out of my way, you idiots!!"

- Huff!

- Keehuh!

When I put a double lariat in the two men who were trying to stop rather than run, they were thrown on the ground whilst spinning like jokes.

Running Speed and Strength.

And it was a clean strike with Mana's power.

"Oh, my brothers!"

"Stop! Serka! If you stop now, I'll watch you!"

"Don't lie to me!"

"I'm the one who hates lying in this world, you fucking bitch!"

The chase followed.

The gap is widening, as we are sending an aggressive Mutuga to the goal. Are you going to fail to pursue this? God! You can't do that! The notice is right in front of me! Hitler is right in front of me...!

- Pa!

"Finally, you barbarian swordfish!!"

"What?"

At that time, there was a loud shout, and someone appeared and stopped me. The man who landed in the dirt. No, she's wearing a white chiffon blonde costume.

"Sercaese, do something terrible again... Come on! This time, I won't be beaten by cowards like last time!"

- The femoral thigh was an impressive artilleryman.

She stood before me in a curiously shouting position.

"Who are you!"

After stopping, Nan shouted with a loud voice.

"What, what?! It's Mariel! Did you forget!"

"I don't remember a fucking thing!"

"Profit!"

In the middle of the line, Cerca had already escaped. Lucky bitch. I took my chances, but even before I gave my ass like I did last time, my labor was broken.

You motherfucker!

I bited my furious molars tightly.

My fist started crying.

"I haven't forgotten you since I was humiliated that day! How dare you slaughter the name of an unarmed man in such a cowardly way!"

This son of a bitch doesn't even know I'm stubborn and yells at myself.

Then, discussing cowardice, he became as violent as if he were going to run right now. However, there are many gaps. Habitually analyzing the situation showed too many loopholes.

"Cowardness is only an excuse for the weak. Are you making excuses for your defeat?"

In my eyes, which was stronger than that, Mariel seemed very lame. I was defeated twice in the first place. Not even worth remembering.

"That's not it! Don't try to obscure the essence of the case with nonsense! Did you forget to attack while you were taking off your boots?"

Are you really going to take it off?

It's my fault you took this off.

"You son of a bitch, that's what you're careless about. Are you blaming me for being careless in practice? That's ridiculous!"

I frowned.

Marielle rather snorted and said confidently.

"I was not careless, Barbarian Swordsman! But you were a dancer!"

"You far-fetched piece of shit!"

How dare you talk to me about dance!

- Papapod!

Angry I immediately held the murderous combat position of the real estate law! I'm not just going to hand over this insult. Good. I'll beat you like last time and rob you of your wallet.

"Come on, or I'll go!"

She shouted softly.

"Do you need to go? We have to give up the ship to the fucker. I'll give you one, so come on."

"How dare you insult me like that...! I'll make you regret it!"

- Pa!

Mariel stuffed the ground.

Chipao's hem swirls and reveals her firm thighs like a female horse. It was undeniable that the white long boots underneath seemed to suit themselves.

At that time I saw a white strap tied to the head of my pelvis.

What, what? You're wearing strappy pants?!

It's deadly!

- But I do not submit to the handover.

To me, who completed the Myeongjong Index, I couldn't even imagine a stone rolling down the street. My Claudie is prettier and sexier in the first place.

"I'm going to make a speech today!"

In an instant, Mariel, who had narrowed the street, threw a kick at me. - Boom! It was a strong kick. The power in it will certainly not be worth it.

However.

"Slow."

Just two steps.

Avoid swollen legs by performing a physical approach.

A strong attack is enough if you don't get hit.

"Movement is big, too."

In the practice of the spear knife, I can't touch the extravagant kicks I've been fighting across the frontiers of life with my life mortgaged.

"The trajectory is obvious."

Raise your arms.

The main advantages of real estate law are 'change', 'application' and 'compatibility'. The most fundamental source of combat technology that strengthens the foundation of martial arts as water flows through Taekwondo and the Sky Spirit.

- Borz-bornz.

Twisted waist while practicing the technique. And an arm that went up.

"A thousand horseback riding ceilings."

Counter Mariel's empty side.

- Bummer!

A punch containing the power of Pacheon digs into her side flesh. You need to know how to target gaps. That way, I can kill the enemy, and I can survive. The principle of combat is that.

"Huff!"

An attack that was carried out before Mariel even recovered the kick.

Unlike my expectation that she would fly and grind the floor, Marielle opened her mouth in an instant, swallowing groans.

Good judgment.

She grabbed the flank and stared at me.

"That's a good response. But it's not enough to reach this thousand horses. No, it's inferior. Even after you gave up the ship? I'll see you when I get there."

- Bullshit.

I unwind.

I haven't even started yet.

"Thousands of Limbo."