Life Mage is also invincible

Keita stood in an empty place.Look at his feet, a man with a throat pierced is rolling.

Although the man has a complaining expression, there is no light in his eyes, and he stares into the void.

Keita took a sharp look at the motionless man.No breathing, no blinking, no twitching.Looking at the big hole in the throat, the blood didn't flow out, just the red flesh peeking at the face.Although it was within the reach of the hand, there was no sign of it, like a fake man.This is the so-called "death".

I saw human corpses twice at the funerals of my father's grandfather and grandmother, but it was the first time to seriously look at the corpses of strangers, so I had a good time with great interest.

Suddenly he came back to his senses, and when he turned to leave the occasion, his feet got entangled and he fell down.

Looking at the thing on the foot, seeing the ankle being grabbed, and recognizing that it was the hand of the man with the throat pierced, I felt a strong sense of terror.

"Well……"

I wanted to shout for a moment but couldn't make a sound as I wished, and my voice became muffled.I wanted to escape a corner, and I wanted to kick away the hand that was holding the foot, but I couldn't get in as hard as I thought, and kicked the foot in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

He didn't give up and kicked 2 times and 3 times in a row, but the target was not clear and he couldn't hit the hand holding his foot.There's nothing hard about what you're trying to do, you just want to kick your hands off your feet.
When I came back to my senses, there were two or three more hands grabbing the feet, and the feet were pressed down, and they climbed up Keita's body from the calf, legs, waist and feet.

The number of men increased, and three squeezed forward.Out of fear and nausea, they desperately waved their arms to eject, but the men with their throats pierced climbed up from their bodies with a sound.The arms that were waving in resistance were grabbed hard, and the weight was pressed on the chest, making it impossible to breathe.

Keita stared at the men with tears in his eyes and said, "Why do you look at it like this", and the men also looked into Keita's eyes.No light, no focus, no power in the eye.

Suddenly realizing that the zombie-like men were nowhere to be found when looking around, Keita was sleeping profusely on the bed in the bedroom of the ticket gate room.That's when I started to wake up.

It appears to be a dream.

He exhaled, deflated, the body that was just about to wake up, was about to throw it on the bed again, staring at the ceiling.

This was the dream of the chasers a few days ago.Keita knocked him unconscious with a wooden knife, and Mobu pierced the head with a short spear at some point, and stabbed the opponent's guys.

For the first time in his life, he participated in the "killing" and stripped the men of their equipment and treated them sloppily.

Is it the condemnation of conscience, or the resentment of the men?It's a disgustingly realistic dream.

They treated the mobs like slaves, killed children, attacked them with swords and short spears, even if they killed them, it would be in the category of self-defense.However, I don't think there's anything that can kill, and that's also true.

By real-world standards, killing people there feels like overkill.If you can lock him up, send him to the police
Wait, are there police in this different world?
So is there any organization that can quickly arrive at the report in the forest?

I don't understand the common sense in the world, kill a big creature and the cash will fall.

Did it help the fugitives, or the weak?Has he become a murderer, and is it in line with self-defense?
I thought for a while with my arms crossed on the bed, remembering the rolling necks of Little Yamchar and Cao Zun with regretful expressions, and asked if I was revenged, I calmed down.

The sparks that fall on the body must be expelled by themselves.If something happens, "I'm going to call the police" "I'm going to call the police", maybe it can't be handled by others.The pursuers have swords and short guns in their hands. If it is a country with a gun society like the United States, firing mercilessly is the correct answer.

Thanks to the first experience of the killing scene, I was haunted by nightmares, but I figured, it's better than ditching the muffs there.

Walk out of the room, it's already noon time.

After all, the 37-year-old stayed up late, like a dream after sleeping for so long.

In the drowsy state, thanks to hard work, the gate at the entrance of the dungeon was repaired, and he was not intimidated by the threat of chasing soldiers, so he was able to fall asleep.All right.

Change your mood, get dressed, and walk out of the door where the muffs are.

"Good morning."

"Ah~ it's Gao Bei's uncle."

"It's my uncle."

"Well, are you up?"

The Mobs have already woken up to welcome Jingta.

Not long after I met, I protected the people who welcomed me in this way.Isn't that all right?I think the depression in my heart has dissipated.

I asked him if he had eaten and he said not yet, if so I asked him if he had any requests and he replied "anything is fine".So Keita's dogmatism and prejudice made me decide to make sandwiches again.

Requested via takeout as usual, with the sandwiches coming out of the white box on the table at the table outside.

Once everyone was seated, breakfast and lunch began.Bread was a household name after all, so the Mobs were quick to eat it.

"Mob. How's your health?"

"Well, it's not bad to be able to eat like this."

Mobu must have been wary of the monsters last night and couldn't sleep, but he answered very energetically.It is not difficult to imagine how cruel the daily life is until now, but what I actually saw with my own eyes made me sigh that it is very powerful and very strong.

Living in isolation while protecting children.Keita doesn't seem to be able to imitate at all.

For such a muff, I wanted to build something like a hut, though not a house that would protect itself and sleep.

It was so easy to help him. Before I have a goal, I have to protect him well.

That’s why I’m still ordering materials on my tablet today.

"Beep—" paid the bill with watermelon, and asked Mr. Gao and the others to help.

"Brother, can you help me move it from the storage room?"

When he greeted me, he answered me with a salute gesture as usual.

The transportation was left to Mr. Gao and the others. Jingtai asked Mobu what kind of hut would be good, and the answer was "no".

Pointing to the polyurethane board and cup that I took out a few days ago, I said that it is enough.really brave.

In that case, Keita thought it would be good to do it by himself, and thought about completing the planned drawing.

Considering the area, 1 adult sleeps 2 children, about 6 tatami to 8 tatami is enough.

Draw a line with your feet on the floor near the wall not far from the gate of the ticket gate to determine the size of the room and instruct Mr. Gao to work.Because it was the work of concrete bricks when I made the gate at the entrance of the dungeon a few days ago, I understood it after a few instructions.

Moving class, making mortar class, masonry concrete brick class.

The swarming ghost limes started their efficient actions.

"Wow, a lot of people."

"There are a lot~."

The children gathered and cheered at the number of ghosts.

In this way, Mr. Gao has indeed increased.Um
I counted inexplicably, and there are 29 earth ghost statues and 22 stone ghost statues.Using "earth jade" to increase the golems when MP allows, but it seems that there are more than Keita imagined.

"Hmm. Keita's magic arm is really good for handling so many golems."

"How about it?"

It seemed like I was praised by Mobu, but I thought it was a polite remark, so I just sent him a reply.

I don't know the strength standard of this different world, it's just "earth jade LV2" in earth magic.Not in the strong category.

"Can Mob use magic?"

"No, I am not."

"What about the children?"

"Well, they can't use anything."

I see.I figured it would be of some use if it was the mob from the original battle slaves, so I asked, but nothing seemed to work including the kids.

"Then, if Keita has also used the 'skill', it can be dealt with a little bit."

Skill. "Heavy hit" and "strength" are things like that.I get it, I get it.

I have already seen the Mobs in the "Appraisal", and I can only see the name and race in Keita's "Appraisal LV1", so I heard good news.

"Can it be used near 'Zhuanya'?"

"Well, that's still useful."

Former battle slaves.Maybe using skills for granted.

The "turning teeth" of poking skills.Immediately following the 100 million yuan "Tongya" is the 300 million yuan "Zhuanya".

Did you spend money to remember it like Jingta did?I don't know much about the handling of the status of slaves. Did you spend so much money to make me remember?
"Did you let me remember?"

"No, I got it by myself through training."

Um.It seems that Keita's memory method is different from that of Keita.

It is said that skills are skills. It is correct to exercise like Mobu and wear them on the body. How should I say it?

"Yeah. It flashes during the battle, and it seems to have a memory, but generally it looks like a strong person and imitates it to make it its own. Keita is also like this."

"yes……"

Mobu gave us a detailed explanation.Keita said he was weird.

It's hard to say because the object is just Mob, but I know it's a different memory method from Mob.

For some reason, Keita had a feeling of "playing tricks", and I had no reason to say "it was solved with money", so I kept silent.

"So, so, where is the recovery medicine stronger than the potion?"

Keita interrupted from a slight sense of guilt, trying to change direction.

I also had this problem when feeding in the forest. At that time, I could only confirm that there was a strong potion.However, if it was sitting in a chair drinking tea and talking and laughing now, I wondered if they would tell me more specifically, so I asked again.

"Well. On the street, there are shops selling them. The severed arms are so hard that they can be glued together. The price is also high. Thirty gold coins don't seem worth much."

Rubbing his right arm from elbow to pointless, he answered my question.

I don't know if it was checked when the arm was lost.

"Did you not use Mob?"

"Well, this is what happened when I was a battle slave. People with strength were given potions by their masters and returned to the battlefield. I don't seem to have that much power, and I was told, 'It's better to buy one than to use it for you. New slave'."

"yes……"

"Hmm. 30 gold coins are more important than my life, didn't they let me use them?"

I don't know how much a gold coin is worth, but I understand it's a cruel world where money weighs more than life.

I was impressed by the smirk of Mobu who spoke to me.