<Heh heh heh… Where to start eating from first? The top party looks tasty, but so does her bottom…>
The Manticore made a leap for her! A panicked Alisa raised her sword up to protect herself.
Gash! The point of the sword sliced perfectly through the beast’s forehead.
“Wow. He looked big, and he talked big, but that was it.” (+2 CP, +1 MP)
Alisa left and made her way to the black-haired Kuny Noone’s Shop.
Alisa walked to the Tool Shop that the man had mentioned earlier. She mentioned the name of the bearded man she had helped in the city of Parolit, and the store manager immediately produced a Road Pass to get past the Imperial Blockade. And for free, too!
“Hooray! ♡” exclaimed Alisa. “Now that we have this, we have access to use the Spaceport!” (Obtain item ROAD PASS)
“Hey, that’s not fair! The guys in brown are completely unarmed! They don’t even have short swords or anything!”
No sooner than she had spoke, Alisa rushed in. Tyrone and Myau were not far behind.
Group of Blue-robed natives: 15 + BP (1-H)
Alisa & Party: CP + BP (2-I)
“I can’t believe a serpent would be in a cold place like this… I guess that’s why they say reptiles are cold-blooded,” remarked Alisa.
“That’s not quite it,” said Tyrone.
As they were talking, the Frost Serpent jumped in to attack. Alisa dodged and the large snake crashed into the wall.
The snake let out a roar and turned around. But at that moment, Tyrone came in from above and swung his ax. Slash! The Frost Serpent’s head rolled onto the floor, its eyes still glaring at Alisa and Tyrone.
Since the road up ahead was a dead end, they decided to turn around and back track.
Alisa’s blade danced brilliantly.
As she was putting her sword back into its scabbard, the remains of the Wing-Eyes came falling to the ground. Alisa took care of those two in no time. She took a deep breath.
The road she took came to a dead end. Not having any other choice, she turned around.
The tarantula launched a web from its mouth.
Alisa and the group quickly dodged it and launched a counter-attack. Tyrone’s ax split through the tarantula’s abdomen, while Alisa thrust her sword through its face!
“Good job, you’re doing great. You’ve got to be fast when it comes to tarantulas,” said Tyrone.
Alisa walked down to the plains.
As she was walking, she heard a buzzing noise. Shortly after, a giant fly almost half her size was haphazardly flying along the plains. It almost seemed like it was crawling instead of flying. This was a Monster Fly!
Monster Fly: 0 + BP (1-D)
Alisa: CP + BP (2-F)
The two Man-eaters briskly waved their tentacles around Alisa. On the body of one of the Man-eaters, a large crack began to form. Suddenly, something came shooting out from it.
Alisa swiftly turned around and swung her sword at the enemy. As easily as cutting cabbage, Alisa sliced the Man-eater in half!
One Man-eater left! But the moment she turned to face it, something was on her. Hiss! White smoke plumes rose up around Alisa. Her equipment was smoldering. It was acid!
“Ahh!”
The enemy had managed to sneak that attack on Alisa and now the side of her body was burning. (-1 HP)
“Why, you little! What if that leaves a mark!”
Without wasting any more time, Alisa ferociously stabbed at the Man-eater. Her anger exploded. Within a minute, the Man-eater was shred up into countless pieces. (+40 MESETA)
“You’d make a terrible salad,” joked Alisa. “Oh, I’ve got to hurry and go to the spaceport.”
The stooping figure of the Sharkin came ashore. Its tongue, which she was sure she already cut off, somehow extended towards her again and grabbed her by the right ankle! Alisa lost her balance and fell right onto her back onto the sandy beach. The tip of the tongue was barbed with thorns that sunk deep into the young girl’s skin. (-2 HP)
“Oww! I guess it must’ve had a second tongue. Ugh, what a nasty monster!”
The Sharkin extended its huge claws and shuffled toward Alisa. The claws resembled the blade of a butcher’s knife — sharp enough to easily skewer and fillet Alisa like an expertly cut piece of meat ready for cooking.
It’s all-or-nothing! Alisa went for its tongue a second time.
“Shaa!” The Sharkin lost its balance, and at the next moment something came flying right at it. That something — the Iron Sword — sliced deep into the fish-man, cleaving its head. (+1 CP, +40 MESETA)
“Phew, I finally beat him. —Ah, I wonder if that village over there is Scion.”
Alisa turned to the coastal town she had sighted earlier, and began walking towards the village on the cape.
“Shit! There’s flying targets all over the damn place!”
Tyrone smiled a fearless smile, and pulled his Needle Gun from its holster.
The ammunition was needles, 0.01 millimeters in length, and made of a super hard steel — manganese alloy. The gun could fire over 500 needles per second, propelled by gas under high pressure. If fired at a person, it would turn them into a cactus before they could say “Ah!”
Tyrone aimed for the sky and pulled the trigger.
Brutally pierced, the Gold Lenses came crashing down in an amusing manner.
Swiftly exchanging the gas cartridge, Tyrone once more pressed down on the trigger.
The flight of Gold Lenses, trying to hide in the sky, was soon becoming sparse.
Tyrone was evidently not just a man of strong muscles. He was also an expert in modern armaments, and was a master at using them.
“You’re amazing, Tyrone!”
“The game ends now.” Tyrone put away the Needle Gun and whipped back out the ax he originally had. “Now for that skeleton jerk!”
Skeleton & Group of Gold Lenses: 6 + BP (1-I)
Alisa & Party: CP + BP (2-D)
