I Told You, Reincarnation Should Be Low-key

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"Oh, it's you, little brother. Why are you still in the city? You won't receive the 'dish' if you go late."

With a machete on his back, he also looked like he was going to mow the grass.

All I can do is shrug and shake the kebab in my hand.

"The timing is bad. I'm defenseless now. I can't let me kill the goblins with my teeth. It feels stinky."

"The little brother said a really cold joke, come on, I just have a trial work here."

As much as I wanted to shout, I didn't tell a bad joke!But forget it.

The wooden door that was once closed was opened again, and after lighting the candle, the store manager quickly took out a thick short sword from the back room.

"The sword made by the method of making a shield uses ordinary materials to try it out. I'll give it to you."

He threw it casually, and I was caught off guard.

But in a hurry, I still caught the flying dagger.

The blade is particularly thick, making people worry about whether the slash will be effective.

"Send it to me, it's not good."

"It's all using the remaining materials, you can just play it."

"Okay, thank you. By the way, pack me that set of equipment as well."

I took out the currency note and put it on the table, and casually rubbed the dagger into the holster around my waist.

The size is a little out of place, but not outrageously bad either.

"Hey, brother, do you really want to buy it?"

"What? When I was teasing you in the morning?"

"Hahaha, okay, these are yours!"

Uncle Health Care took four boxes from under the counter, which contained the four pieces of equipment that he saw in the morning.

No need to try the size, the size can be adjusted.As long as you're not ridiculously large or ridiculously small.

Even so, I couldn't help but want to try it.After receiving the 10 gold coins I recovered, I couldn't wait to put it on, like a child getting a new toy.

I'm really getting immature.

The uncle's mind has already flown out of the city, but he seems to be worried about something.

"But this year's harvest season is actually at night, obviously it used to be daytime..."

"Hey so..."

As a newcomer, I didn't understand what was wrong.So it was just an understatement to deal with it.

But they are really handsome.In the case of no discoloration, the whole body is black suitable for concealment, which is the same color as the night.

Except for the scarf, which is a little light gray, but you can't notice it unless you look closely.

In this case, if you hold down one eye, pretend to be in front of the mirror.It will definitely be treated as a late-stage secondary disease patient.

It is very handsome to say, why so many people can't understand the second year?

"Brother, let's go too."

"Eh, wait, I haven't roasted meat yet—"

"Eat while walking!"

We rushed to the north gate where the fighting was the loudest. In front of us, there was a lot of darkness. Adventurers and monsters were fighting together. There were people among the beasts, and there were beasts among the people.

Even I have never seen this scene of hand-to-hand combat.

The battlefields I have been to in my previous life were all modern battlefields composed of high-tech weapons.The era of cold weapons has long since become history. The scene of two teams of people slashing with spears and big swords can only be seen in movies.

How fortunate I am to be able to experience this primitive battlefield for myself.If it were those mercenaries who were unhappy with no blood, they would have gone crazy with joy.

Without saying a word, Uncle Health joined the front line with a machete.

My God, it turns out that you are not only a gentleman, but a gentleman who can fight.

Eh~ the gentlemen are so powerful, they let no one live.

I noticed that my own front line was divided into 2 teams. The warriors and the flesh were naturally at the front, and as always, there were many auxiliary mages holding various canes in the back. They were buffing frantically, and they were desperate to die.

The only thing I didn't see was the guys with ranged attacks.

Sure enough, the front row was huddled together, and long-range attacks were useless when it was difficult to distinguish the enemy from me.

"No way, just do as the locals do."

I reluctantly drew my knife and joined the melee.

Going out to fight monsters during the harvest season is like eating rice dumplings on the Dragon Boat Festival, eating glutinous rice balls on the Lantern Festival, and burning couples on the Singles Day.

I raised the knife and dropped it, quietly taking many lives in the shadow of the sword and the sword.

Anyway, they are all low-level monsters, just a few knives!

Goblin Goblin?Behead!

Bushhound?Behead!

Ant?Behead!Not dead yet?Cut again!

Behead!

cut……

Eh, wait!It seemed that something strange had been cut just now.

Damn, except for the internal organs and pieces of meat on the ground, they are all mixed together and can't tell what was cut.

Ah, found it, it's a human brain.It looks okay, not as handsome as me anyway.

The problem is accidentally hacking a teammate...isn't it a teammate?

Well - that's why I hate melee fights, random slaps, and a crooked cut without noticing.

Forget it, no one saw him anyway, just think he was honored in the battle with the monsters.

The party and the people may remember him.

The sound of ping and ping sounded everywhere, but it was soon mixed with an ominous sound.

"Ah! I can't stand it here!"

"There are too many opponents! How can there be so many!"

"Fuck, this stick is so hard, it hurts!"

"No, I'm going!"

"Ah! My lower body! My lower body hurts!"

"Milk, I want milk!"

My gosh, what filthy words are these.Wouldn't this teach bad kids?

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that the front line of mankind is gradually retreating, and the front row is gradually collapsing.

At this moment, I noticed that the goblin behind him had raised his sword.

Just as he was about to turn around to fight back, an experienced adventurer rushed out from the side and took the goblin's attack with a knife.

"Young man, pay attention to your back!"

Mad, you bastard, is there any reason to rob monsters?

I charged a slime in front of me, and it was aggressive, like an arrow from the string.

"Hey!"

I saw my body dodging, beautifully letting go of the 'arrow from the string'.

"Ah, not good."

I immediately thought that there seemed to be that seasoned monster snatch specialist behind me, would I be fine if I let the slime go there?

who cares!

"Uh ah ah ah ah!"

A groan came from behind.

I looked back, oh yo, I just didn't look at it.

The monster hunter who was fighting with the goblins was knocked down by the slime coming from behind, and was cut to the ground by the goblins in front of him.

I slashed the goblin's neck with a knife and took it away.Immediately, he helped the dying monster hunter.

"Senior, pay attention to your back."

"You... you kid... trick me!"

"Senior be careful!"

Seeing the blade slashing towards me, I subconsciously raised the thing in my hand to resist.

It is no coincidence that the book is in my hands at this time, it is the 'predecessor'.

puff!

"Ughhhhh! You bastard!"

"Ah, sorry. Habitual behavior."

Is this a trick of fate or an arrangement of God?

Without giving me a chance to breathe, a few more goblins and ogres gathered around.

I held up 'senior' one by one and blocked the incoming attacks.