The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

Of course, just take a look at the report or something. The important thing is the production of equipment and props, and the cultivation of one's own strength.

Just like creators creating works, once they have inspiration, they don't want to stop what they are doing, and they can't wait to use one person as two halves.

The same goes for him who is addicted to equipment forging, basically enriching his treasure house every day. And keep adding useful collections.

There is a saying that thoughts are like springs and tears are like urine.

As we all know, the water in the spring is not infinite, and people's tears will always run dry. Of course, things like inspiration sometimes run out.

So when he runs out of inspiration, he will practice and let go of his body and mind to have a hearty battle or practice.

In addition to these boring two-point-one-line life, occasionally he would go to his beloved girls to pay public money. By the way, he beat the shit out of them with his sharp spear.

Of course, you have to eat, and you have to sleep. After all, these are all instincts necessary for living things, and even he is no exception.

Although I can continue to stay up, it is true that a good sleep can help my body and mind reach its peak.

After waking up according to her biological clock, Tazmi looked at the girl in her arms with her eyes closed and fell into deep thought.

who I am? where am I? What am I doing? Why is there an extra girl in my arms right after I slept?

At this time, the eyes of the young man who woke up from his confusion revealed clear stupidity.

It's fragrant and soft, and although it's a vixen, it doesn't exude a stinky smell. Instead, it reveals a fragrance unique to girls.

At this time, the amazing softness revealed through the quilt and maid uniform is the unique weapon of girls.

Sniff~sniff!

Well, I checked the smell and it's definitely a hormonal scent.

At this moment, he also understood why King Zhou did not come to court early from now on. Probably because I was too busy at work and got up late.

"Well..."

"Huh? Are you about to wake up? Haruhime? Haruhime? It's time for you to wake up..."

The girl's eyelids trembled, as if she was about to wake up. Seeing this, Tazmi also stroked the messy hair on the girl's face and whispered the girl's name.

How does it feel?

It's like being held by your father when you were a child, making you warm and reassuring.

'Haruji, Haruji, it's time to wake up...'

Haruhime, are you calling me? Is I asleep?

It was a really peaceful sleep.

Thinking of this, the girl slowly opened her closed eyes, and then she met the eyes of the boy lying next to her.

"Yo! Good afternoon! Haruhime!"

After saying hello to the awakened girl, Tazmi smiled what she thought was a very friendly smile.

'Fa, what happened! '

'Ying... The hero is actually by my side... In other words, now... I am in the arms of Lord Tazmi? '

"Well..."

"Um, what's going on?"

Seeing the girl moaning and fainting again, Tazmi reluctantly pulled her arms out from under the girl's body and stood up from the bed.

A man puts on clothes very quickly. After using magic power to clean his body and put on clothes that would not be stained with dust, Tazmi officially got up from this moment.

Today, his arrangement was to meet with Miss Elf Liu, and the agreed time was in the afternoon. It was still early, so he could still have lunch.

Thinking of this, Tazmi turned around to face Haruhime on the bed, leaned over slightly and stretched out her arms. After helping her put the pillow on her head and adjusting her sleeping position, he covered her with his quilt.

After doing all this, Tazmi got up and left the room, heading to the kitchen of the family to prepare something to eat.

Shortly after Tazmi left, Haruji woke up quietly in bed.

Feeling the quilt with the heroic aura remaining on her body, the girl was stunned for a while before accepting the fact. Then she shyly buried her cheek in it, and her golden fox tail swayed back and forth.

Well, it's definitely a fox.

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Just a few hours before Tazmi left for her appointment, it was three o'clock in the morning for Orario on the ground.

"Hey, Gran! Haven't those guys stopped yet? How many days has it been?"

"You ask me how I know. And just by looking at that number of people, you should know it won't stop, right?"

In the "Safety point" on the 18th floor, a group of suspicious adventurers were staring blankly at the building blocking the only way to the destination.

They hide in the dense forest, and the ground is filled with crystal clusters of different sizes.

At this time, the "Crystal" above the head has dimmed, and its usual radiance has dissipated for a long time, and a veil of night enveloped this safe floor.

This scenery represents that the current time corresponds to the night on the ground, and also tells everyone that it is rest time in the underground city.

As for why this group of adventurers don't rest, are they special?

Actually not.

The real reason is that they cannot return to a place where they can rest.

At this time, in the open space in front of them, there was a huge group of nearly 6000 people. And add to that terrible existence.

Huge steel blocks were sent to the transporting device, and the sound of machinery continued to sound. I saw them wandering in the open space, almost everyone was playing their role and sweating.

Under this day and night work, the prototype of the building quickly emerged.

The patrol team walked back and forth around the building, and the tall tower emitted a bright white light, lighting up a large area of ​​the dark forest.

"Let me take a look..."

"I told you, you idiot, don't just walk out! If you want to die, don't take us with you!"

Pulling his colleague behind him, the adventurer named Gran narrowed his eyes, showing a fierce look.

After the reckless adventurer was pulled away by Gran, a beam of bright light swept from the top of the tower and lit up the area.

It was not a tent used by adventurers to explore the dungeon, nor was it a wooden house built by adventurers in Rivera Town on the 18th floor.

Compared with those dilapidated buildings, it may be more appropriate to call the existence in front of you a fortress.

Although these adventurers do not have much culture, their cerebellums that have not yet atrophied can recognize what the things in front of them look like.

That thing is not in the same style as the other buildings around it. And let alone the buildings, even the people on the ground are not normal.

They are very orderly, they carry out orders and prohibitions, and they have the air of a well-trained army.

There are a lot of scumbag adventurers gathered here, and there are no monsters in this special floor. Although it sounds nonsense, "they" have brought a magical and almost impossible order to the "Safety Point".