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Sirocco ran, and chasing him was one of the most formidable monsters in the starting village—the wolf.
A monster called "Swift Wolf".
About twice the size of a typical wolf, the swift wolf is robust with clearly defined muscles. Its bluish-gray fur appears as if covered in frosty dew, cold, hard, and glossy. Unlike wolves that typically roam in packs, the swift wolf primarily hunts alone.
Sirocco pulled the wolf to its side and used left and right movements to lure it into using the "Charge and Bite" skill.
"Whoa!!"
Unable to contain itself, the wolf unleashed its skill and pounced, drawing a line through the air.
"AT position, deploy!"
Hill mimicked the lines he'd always wanted to try, aiming the small leather shield in his left hand at the Swift Wolf.
The wolf, leaping into the air, its clear yellow eyes fixed on Sirocco, suddenly turned at an unbelievable angle.
"Ooh?"
It charged toward Hill with a whoosh, its wolf head precisely guided, slamming into the small leather shield as if attracted by a magnet.
"Waaah—, waaah—"
The wolf fell to the ground, letting out a sharp, mournful howl, and rolled around.
Upon closer inspection, Hill had also given the little leather shield the [Superhard Matter] talent buff, a golden glow.
Sirocco actually took a hit from his sister's head once; this wolf was basically smashed into a giant iron block... kind of pitiful.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wolf!"
"Woo——!!"
Hill imbued his gauntlets with [Superhard Matter], and with a single blow, his golden fist shattered the wolf's head, killing the monster instantly.
"Brother, this skill is really good!"
"Hmm...it's alright."
Hill, with half his face stained with blood, was smiling, like a child who had received a new toy... or rather, a player who had learned a new skill.
Hill's fighting style is terrifying.
Luckily, she was my companion...
"Idiot, stop hitting people with your fists, you're getting brains all over your clothes."
"Oh, I'm sorry, brother..."
Sirocco once again retrieved a cleaning towel from the ring, even more powerful than Mr. Muscle's cleaning agent.
"Whoosh...whoosh..."
Hill even let out a low moan of enjoyment while wiping.
Could this little girl be doing this on purpose?
The same thing happened when she was testing weapons before; monster blood would splatter on her from time to time, and Sirocco would always have to wipe it off for her.
"I bought you this tool too, can't you wipe it yourself?"
Hill likes it when her brother helps her wipe things.
"Fine, fine, I really can't do anything with you."
"whee...."
After cleaning it, Hill took the initiative to dissect the crystal core from the wolf's body, and his technique was quick and skillful.
Based on its current effectiveness,
Could a magical attack attract it?
Does the offensive magic I possess... count as the
No, this definitely won't work!
Never mind that for now.
After confirming Hill's skill effects, the next step is Sirocco.
The skills in the second playthrough are full of uncertainty, so I don't have high expectations for Sirocco this time.
"Then Hill, you help me experiment with the skill."
"No problem, Hill trusts her brother and will protect him. Unleash your skills freely."
Let Hill wait 10 meters away from him.
I've tested it before; the low damage and useful late-game skills don't work.
Let's try a late-game skill with explosive damage, just like the "Pure Black Annihilation Ray" this time.
If anything unexpected happens, let Hill drag you away.
"Hill, are you using your talents?"
"Reporting, brother, it's been running at maximum power the whole time!"
"Don't activate your skills, you won't be able to withstand the suction."
"receive."
Okay, let's begin the experiment.
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Sirocco drew his broadsword and held it horizontally across his chest with both hands.
"Dimensional Rift!"
A knife was swung out.
This technique can easily cut out a different dimension, and the resulting spatial rift will suck in everything around it.
Sirocco maintained the posture after swinging.
It was quiet, with only the sound of wind rustling through the grass beside my ears, and I could see my younger sister's expectant eyes out of the corner of my eye.
Unfortunately, this attack had no effect other than cutting off the carbon dioxide.
A little awkward...
So Sirocco changed his position again.
"Haha!"
Sirocco leaped vertically, twisting his body in mid-air as he channeled his power into his weapon.
Upon landing, the accumulated power was supposed to transform into a deep red light and be released like a tornado—but this did not happen.
Attack angle—360°, powerful area-of-effect attack skill: Crimson Storm.
Sirocco landed, his feet landing on the soft grass.
It remained quiet, while Hill clapped softly, finding it quite amusing.
If Sirocco wasn't experimenting with a skill, his actions just now could have earned him a pretty good score in figure skating.
"Destructive Meteor Shower!"
"Freeze the heavens and earth."
"The Golden Death Curse".
"Tralk's lava!"
...there was no response.
"Pure black..."
We won't need to use that trick.
As soon as Sirocco finished assuming the pose, the concentration of magic reached a critical point, and his muscles released strong nerve impulses. He barely managed to cut off the casting process and almost ejaculated.
"Ugh..."
The lingering sensation after it was cut off felt somewhat unpleasant.
Sirocco simply sprawled out on the lawn, looking completely defeated.
"Hill, there's no need to activate your talent. Experiment over."
"Huh? It's over? That was fast, brother."
Tsk.
Sirocco turned his head away, clicking his tongue in exasperation.
Hill emerged from the ambush point, took out a potion to restore MP from her bracelet, and drank it. She had been activating her talent and had lost a lot of MP.
She walked over to Sirocco, squatted down, and started poking Sirocco's soft, tender cheeks.
This angle shows Hill's full thighs, which caused Sirocco's somewhat depressed mood to fluctuate.
"...Laugh if you want, your brother really can't unleash any powerful skills."