The three PTs led by the new Tsutomu were challenging the Shell Club, the Hierarchical Lord of the Beach. Tsutomu hadn't planned to go to the Hierarchical Lord since he had dived into the dungeon to see how Camille was fighting, but Camille had forced him to go there with her.

　Why is it that some women are so eager to defeat the Hierarchy Lord, said Tsutomu in disgust as he confronted the Shell Club for the third time. As usual, Garum was the tank and Tsutomu was the healer. Camille was to take Amy's place as the attacker.


'Well, let's see what we can do, shall we?
'If anything, I feel like that's my line. Camille asks for a surprise attack from behind after Garum hits the conkla.
'Hahaha!　It certainly is!　No, excuse me, I understand.


　With a huge iron greatsword on her shoulder, which was too big to be held by a woman, Camille looked at Garm, who was taking on Shellcrab, who was laughing stoutly and receiving a red fighting spirit.

　Camille, who lightly took the great sword back into her hands, came up behind the Shell Club and swung the great sword as if to smash its face. The great sword that was played with a gakin. I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this as well.


''It feels pretty hard, doesn't it?''


　A giant forceps swung down by Camille, who muttered to herself. She avoided it by fluttering her body and spinning her body around, and with her momentum, she also spun the great sword and struck the forceps from the side. The wind pressure spreads around the shell club. Camille didn't stagger, and this time the shell club backed away.

　Garum swapped places, stepping in front of Camille and using his long sword to scrape the slender armor off the slender legs. By the third time, Garum had gotten used to it, and he was grinding the armor efficiently with minimal movement. This time, Tsutomu is applying Haste to Garum all the time, so it has that effect as well.


''Ho. So that's the one we're hearing about?''


　Camille saw the blue air flying from Tsutomu to Garum and raised her eyebrows as she and Garum intercepted the shell club. After a bit, Camille was instructed by Tsutomu to step back and retreated with the great sword on her shoulder.


'Combat Cry!'


　Shellcrab, who received Garum's red air, but still didn't take his gaze off of Camille and stepped towards her. Amy, who has been with the PT from one level to forty levels and knows the general damage numbers and skills, and Camille, who is meeting for the first time, Shell Club's hate expectations are different.

　Tsutomu, who failed to manage the hate, gives instructions after biting his teeth.


''I'm sorry. Hate management error. Camille, curb your attacks a bit more than now. Garum, I won't be applying any more hastings, so keep that in mind.
Yeah.
Yes, sir.


　Tsutomu sipped a bit of blue potion as he shifted the effect time on the two of them and put protection on them. He then watched their every move as he walked to take the side of the shell club.

　Garum attacked the thin legs, while Camille focused on the forceps and thin legs. If he is a twin swordsman like Amy, who sells lightness and hands, he can aim for the back armor, but Camille is a big swordsman. However, Camille is a large swordsman. She is not able to move as lightly as other swordsmen.

　She wears light equipment, mainly leather armor, but her gain is a large sword that is as large as her own back if you include the handle. She saw an opening and tried to swing it down on her back armor, but was caught by a giant forceps.

　However, Camille's blow is heavy, as she has abandoned her lightness. The armor of the fine legs and forceps that receive it is being chipped away.

　Recognizing Camille as a threat to her own armor that was being chipped away, the shell club began to focus on her.


(Hmm, maybe he thinks he's holding it down even with that. It's not going to be good if he keeps it up.)


　Tsutomu retracted his lips to suppress the feeling that he was about to cluck his tongue at Camille, who was continuing to attack without a care in the world. If this continued, it was obvious that Garum would not be able to earn hate and Camille would be intensively targeted and wounded.

　Perhaps thanks to Amy and I started using this strategy from the 20th level, she herself was learning to over-attack the monsters and keep herself from being attacked. So she was still able to defeat the first round of the Shell Club, but the second round was quite easy to defeat with a lot of room to spare.

　However, Camille had only verbally communicated the battle techniques to her, and her practical experience was limited to just the forty-nine levels of the road. Naturally, she was different from Amy. However, in Tsutomu's mind, his thoughts had gone on with Amy.

　Even though Tsutomu was annoyed at his own shallowness of thought, he raised his white staff and prepared himself to use his skills at any time.

　Attacking the shell club as well as defending it, Camille's strength was draining. Camille's breath gradually increased, and a few drops of sweat dripping from her forehead danced in the sandbox.

　Garum, who has been completely ignored, also tries to get her attention with Combat Cry, sword and armor striking skills to draw the enemy's attention, and Warrior Howl, but the Shell Crab is moving both forceps in an attempt to completely slaughter Camille.

　Massive Shell Crab body blows that are unleashed in an attempt to crush Camille. Camille avoids it by taking a large sideways step as if to use up her little strength. A huge forceps approaches as if it was aimed at it.

　Camille held the large sword in front of her instead of a shield and received it, but was blown wide open to be scooped up and thrown by the forceps.

　She gritted her teeth at the arm that shook from the impact. Camille received Tsutomu's protection in the air and was knocked off her back and into the sandbox before she could adjust her stance. A scream leaks out of her lungs.


'High heel, high heel, high heel. Haste.


　The high heels ejected from Tsutomu's raised white cane wrapped around the fallen Camille. Her numb hands quickly regained their senses, and the pain she felt when she landed quickly disappeared. Camille stands up with ragged breaths while Camille seems to enjoy the green Qi that enveloped her body sincerely.

　If he was only recovering, he only needed one high heel, but Tsutomu dared to hit Camille and Garum with an extra high heel to earn the shell club's hate, and put the heist on himself. Once Camille was hit by the attack, Shellcrab shifted his target to Tsutomu, who used his excessive skill.


'Airblade. Camille. He stopped attacking once and took a break. Garum continues to make hate money. You can use the blue potion.''


　Tsutomu released a wind blade of check on the approaching shell crab and sent his instructions flying. Then Tsutomu slapped his trembling legs as the shell club rolled up the sand and came at him.


(We're both tired. It's your own fault. Make up for it yourself.)


　By the third time around, many of the shell club attacks are familiar to me. However, even though he was used to it, any attack by Tsutomu's VIT could be a fatal blow, no matter how much protection he applied. This is a risky move that Tsutomu would never make.

　However, Tsutomu was ashamed of himself that he was naturally moving in favor of Amy. Forceps piercing the ground. His heart almost shrinks at the deadly wind pressure. Up close, the shell crab is large enough to look up, and the snapping mouth and agile antennae are horrifying.

　Giant forceps that pinch the sky. Tsutomu feels incontinent just thinking about being caught in those huge forceps. If he made a mistake, he would have to go through this horrible experience. The fear of death makes Tsutomu's breathing naturally become shallow and rapid, and he feels remorse that he shouldn't have been the bait.

　Despite being aware of the water bullets that are occasionally released after his back is turned, Tsutomu continues to avoid the shell club's attacks while pushing down his fear. Even just avoiding one attack made Tsutomu feel that his mind was being cut down.

　Within a minute after that, Tsutomu's breath began to hyperventilate, but by that time, Garum's skills had earned him enough hate from the Shell Club. Shellcrab turned around as Garum slashed at him from behind.

　While Tsutomu was relieved to be off Shellcrab's target, he stopped and took a series of deep breaths to catch his breath after putting protection on Garum.

　From then on, he slowly adjusted Camille's excessive attacks and stood around to keep the hate off Garum as much as possible. If it was Garm, the highest Vit with a protected Vit, he wouldn't suffer a fatal hit unless he was pinned down.

　Garum would draw the Shell Club's attack, and then Camille would put the attack into the Shell Club. While the hate is on Camille, she takes on the shell club, while Garum takes a break and recovers his mental strength. Then, before Camille becomes exhausted, Garum activates the skill again to get the Shell Club to hate and attack her. In the meantime, Camille takes a break. Tsutomu immediately unleashes his recovery skills if he is hit while keeping his support skills intact.

　Tsutomu nodded one nod to the steady flow that finally began to turn normally, and spoke to Camille with the time that was created to spare.


''That's good. Well then, let's use the Dragonization while Garum is attracting it.''
Yeah, I'm on it. I'm on it. I'll get them all in one fell swoop.


　The corners of Camille's mouth are raised in a very dependable manner and she speaks the word dragonization. With these words, the red scales covering Camille's arms and legs begin to emit a faint light, and her flaming red twin eyes and long red hair become even redder.

　The long red hair, which reaches to the waist and is clothed in air that seems to shake the atmosphere, wavers, and twin wings are formed from the back like a chrysalis returning. The wings, which had just grown white, turn red as if they were on fire. With her wings finished forming, Camille raised a cloud of dust and slammed the great sword, which was as tall as she was, into the shell club's forceps.

　The massive forceps, whose armor had begun to peel off due to Garum's attack, immediately cracked into its shell as soon as it was no longer subjected to a few blows. Seeing this, Camille didn't let the shell club escape as it moved its thin legs and tried to retreat once.


''Power, slash!''


　Camille stamps the great sword in both hands firmly on the ground and slams the great sword into the forceps in a swinging motion. The violent blow shatters the massive forceps with a stunning blow, sending pieces of the shell splinters flying around the area. The shell club, with its biggest weapon broken, backed up with a scream.

　After that, Camille was left alone for a while. The shell club couldn't catch Camille running around in all directions and let the shattered forceps wander in the air. In the meantime, a sharp blow to the dorsal armor was delivered.

　The movement was not caught by Tsutomu and he was unable to apply protection or haste to Camille. The blue and ochre-colored qi fizzled out in the process as the speed at which the skills were flying couldn't catch up to Camille and she couldn't control it.

　The shell club squealed as if to say its movements and heavy blows were unbearable, and then began to dig into the ground, spitting purple foam as it plowed through the ground.

　But once the giant forceps were broken, it would take a long time to dig the ground as it moved. The shell club is half-burying its body in the ground, trying to move impatiently while buying time by sending water bullets flying from its back armor. Camille thrusts her great sword downward in the air while flying high in the sky with the wings created when she was transformed into a dragon to avoid the water bullets.


''Helmet splitting.''


　Kicking the sky for momentum, the great sword, which loomed like a guillotine on the execution table, stabbed into the back armor of the shell club. The great sword penetrated the middle of the body as it stitched the shell club to the ground.


''Enchanted Flame.''


　At the same time as her bell-like voice, flames materialized around the great sword. The Shell Crab began to leak particles of light while convulsing as it burned itself from within its body.

　For the first time, the Clan succeeded in killing the Shell Crab at the forty levels without missing it. Camille, who was known as the attacker with the greatest firepower there, puked out the blood in her mouth as she dyed her body in blue blood.


''Awesome.''


　Garum's cheeks were reddening as if he was excited to see her bold battle. Tsutomu was also taken aback by her attack power and speed.


(That's a lot of firepower. It seems that even three people can hunt fire dragons with this. ........But the problem is that we can't follow it with our eyes. (What do you mean by faster than a flying heel?)


　Camille's movements when she increased her agility in her dragonized state are so fast that it can be said to be inhuman at the earliest. No matter how fast Tsutomu sends his support and recovery skills at the limit of what he can do, he can't catch up to Camille. So I'm going to have to continue to hasten like Amy.

　Then I should just put all the mental power I can muster on Camille first and put the hazing on her. But that would make the hate earned by me. It's no different than that strategy that I detest. So what should I do? Tsutomu, who was about to sink into a sea of thoughts, had a colorless large magic stone placed in front of him with a thud.


I'm not sure I'm going to be able to do anything about it. I see.


　The red wings on Camille's back were charred and burned off as soon as the dragonization was released, and her back was covered by long, drooping red hair.

　As Tsutomu tucked the large demon stone that had been placed in his magic bag, Camille thrust the large sword into the sandbox and leaned against it.


''Take advantage of Garum's high Vit and use it as a shield. So far, well, I've seen other PTs do it too. But the flying heels of Tutum. I'm not bright on white mages, but I've never seen that one before. That one makes it look like Garum can just focus on fighting instead of drinking potions.
Yes. Camille.... Camille. Tsutomu is amazing!


　Camille looks at Garum with a wagging black tail, wagging her black tail, with a smile in her eyes.


'But Garum has grown up, too, hasn't he? You look like you're fighting while being aware of Tutum's flying heels, too. You don't seem to be a mad dog anymore, do you?
Thank you!


　Garum bowed vigorously to the two names that Camille uttered while laughing with laughter. Tsutomu urged them to return to the guild when he saw the black gate that appeared with the sound of something shattering.


''What. You're not going to go back today?''
''This time I was going to keep it to just see what Camille's dragonization and what she does in battle, so that's it for today. I mean, I wasn't originally planning on taking on the Shell Club either.


　Camille clasped her hands together with Tsutomu, who stared at her with zit eyes.


'I'm sorry. I heard that you were able to break through the shell club thanks to Tsutomu. I really wanted to see it with my own eyes.'
''Don't go into the Black Gate alone for once, please. .........Oh, I'll be meeting at one of the shops afterwards to see if they're closed or if they have skills. Is that alright?
'I see. But it's about time the deputy guild leader got in a hurry to find me. I'm sorry, but the meeting can start in the evening, if you don't mind.
Yeah. That's fine. Then we'll meet in front of the guild's monitors around the evening.


　Tsutomu returned to Camille, who was smiling and happy, and dove through the black gate.