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159 Do you remember the palm technique that fell from the sky?

The howling wind drove Kirito's body to fall toward the road below. Perhaps because of the rapid drop, Kirito's figure rushed out the clouds and continued to fall. Looking at the road below, Kirito's body was difficult for a moment to understand why he flew down from the sky. He didn't know a palm technique that fell from the sky.

There are villages living in people, continuous mountains, and a large field of sunflower fields. Of course, what attracts Kirito the most is the shrine torii in his sight. Seeing the witch shrine, Kirito suddenly remembered that he seemed to have accidentally discovered a shrine on a rare mountain while traveling, so he walked in naturally, and then... and then he played the airborne as he did now.

Speaking of which, after entering the dilapidated shrine, Kirito felt a strong sense of weightlessness. Then when he woke up, he found himself falling from the sky. Who said that he was so immoral and set the teleportation array in the air? If it were an ordinary person who fell like this, he would be 100% broken into pieces.

As the whistling wind rubbed his face with a little pain, Kirito finally fell into a dense woodland with a loud bang. The ground directly smashed a huge pit due to his fall. Then you could hear the sound from the pit. One hand took a long time to support it on the edge of the pit, and then he held it with both hands. After shouting lightly, Kirito crawled out of the pit with both hands.

"What a bad way to make a debut. By the way... what the hell is this?" After the end of the Fifth Holy Grail War, Kirito, who was bored, began to travel around the world. Unexpectedly, when he was camping in the barren mountains, he discovered a dilapidated shrine on the top of the mountain. Although he was a god himself, Kirito, with the idea of ​​"passing here and leaving behind to buy money", threw a few steel pounds into the ragged cash box... and turned into a flying man.

Just as Kirito slapped the dust off his body and was about to walk around to see the customs and customs here, a scene appeared in front of him that made his mouth open so that an egg could be stuffed. In front of him, a black crack gradually expanded and opened. The black crack was filled with huge monster-like eyes, and the blinking eyes seemed to be examining Kirito, a strange outsider.

"Uh... I think it's not the time to say hello, I should take out my weapons to defend." Looking at the dark cracks filled with countless eyes, Kirito wanted to say hello but felt that he was very silly doing this. After thinking about it, when he wanted to take out the Yama Sword and Spartan Sword from the prop bar, a gorgeous pink parasol extended out of the black crack, and then the black crack disappeared, replaced by a slim blonde beauty.

"Uh... Hello." Although the way the blonde parasol beauty in front of her was really weird, Kirito thought it was best to say hello to the other party first. Judging from the high-end way of appearing, her strength in this place is definitely of a high-end level, and there is nothing wrong with saying hello as an outsider.

"Oh~ I didn't expect that this time there was such a polite guy. He was really good-looking. If it weren't for your tone that was boyish, people would think you were a girl." The blonde beauty held a parasol in her left hand and held a small folding fan in her right hand, putting it on her chin to smile. Then she mentioned her flock with Tai Chi Bagua patterns as if she was introducing herself, and said softly in her nice tone: "I'll introduce myself. Her name is Yakumo Zi, one of the eight sages who manage Fantasy Village."

"Fantasy Country? Eight Sages?" Well, these two names give Kirito a sense of high spirit. Of course, this is not the time to be confused and guessed. Since the beauty in front of him has introduced himself, Kirito naturally cannot say nothing. He scratched the back of his head as if he was embarrassed. Then he said: "Kuriya and I, as you have seen an outsider who has just arrived in the precious land, would it be enough if he didn't mind calling me Kirito."

"It seems to be with someone who has no malicious intentions." Judging from the sincere and unpretentious attitude of the beautiful boy in front of him, Yakumo Zi can be sure that this boy named Kiriya Kaoren will definitely not bring disaster to Fantasy Village. However, from his own perception, the other party's strength seems to be completely inconsistent with that beautiful appearance. The strong power hidden in the other party's body surprised Yakumo Zi.

"It seems that you are not a bad person, and it is not good to make things difficult for you like this, but your arrival has caused some trouble to others." He still covered the part below his eyes with a folding fan. In Kirito's opinion, this beauty named Yakumo Mai smiled and gave him a treacherous fox-like feeling. When he heard the other party say that he was causing trouble, Kirito couldn't help but look puzzled.

"Then what is this?" Seeing Kirito's expression of confusion, Yakumo Zi pointed at the big hole that was smashed beside the other party as teased. Looking at the hole beside her, a shiny light suddenly flashed in Kirito's eyes. He pointed at the hole and said firmly and powerfully: "This is a hole!"

"Uh..." Yakumo's forehead slid a few black lines, and the expression of 'This pit has nothing to do with me' made her unable to complain for a moment. Then she pretended to ignore it and said to Kirito: "It's not a matter of falling from such a high place, and her strength should be good. Since this is the case, I hope you will be responsible for your personal safety. Please don't do anything that harms Fantasy Village."

After saying that, Yakumozumi pointed his right hand towards the void beside her, and the black crack opened again. After she walked in, the crack closed and disappeared completely in Kirito's sight. Then Kirito ignored the dirty soil on the ground and sat on the ground, whispering as if complaining: "Where is this place?"

Judging from Yakumo's strength to break through the cracks in the space with one hand, Kirito said that as a pacifist, he should not mess with her. He originally thought that he could return to his own world after the end of the Fifth Holy Grail War and reunite with Asuna and the others, but he came to a strange place where he was unfamiliar with him.

Just as Kirito was bothering whether he would camp here directly tonight, perhaps because he used a spear to fight in the Fifth Holy Grail War, his body was covered with the unlucky luck of some spearmen. Shortly after Yakumozu left, a group of wild wolves surrounded him.

"Uh... this is a wolf!?" Seeing that each of the wolves on all sides reached one meter in height, Kirito suddenly felt that his understanding of the wolf, a group of people living in the same way as a primary school student. For this group of giant wolves who were two meters tall when standing, it seemed that except for the appreciation of all aspects, they did not have the ability to spit out fireballs or wind blades from their mouths.

Drawing out the Yama Sword and dancing under the shadow of swords, the giant wolf surrounding Kirito was beheaded by him without even holding on for ten seconds. Just as he sprinkled the remaining blood on the blade on the mud, a clapping sound like excitement came from not far behind him. Kirito immediately turned around and looked at the origin of the clapping sound, which came into view...

"Why is it blonde again?" The owner of the clapping voice was a beautiful blonde girl, wearing a strange black and white dress like a maid outfit, with a pointed black hat on her head and a broom in her hand. This look immediately reminded Kirito of the witch from the Middle Ages in the West.

I would like to ask Kirito how he felt about the witch's look... He thought of the fairy tale he watched when he was a child with his sister Naoye. He was wearing a black robe, a pointed hat, a bloated figure, aging face, and a tumor-like grains. He stood on the bench and held a wooden stick in his hand, making a strange and sensuous laugh, while using the wooden stick in his hand to stir the dense green liquid with bubbles in the big tank.

The above is Kirito's intuitive impression of the witch, but when he saw the girl dressed like a witch in front of him, his white face was filled with a cheerful smile, the first feeling he gave was not the kind of witch with a gloomy atmosphere all over his body, but instead gave people the feeling of a sunny girl with a personality.

"Uh... are you?" Kirito smiled and greeted after being shocked at this sunny witch. The witch then reacted, stopped slapped hands, raised his right hand and played the black wizard's pointed hat on the bullet. His face was filled with vitality and said, "Hello, hello~ Wuyu Marisa, this is my name, a magic envoy living in the Magic Forest, I just saw your fighting posture so handsome da☆ze~"

The magic named Mizuyu Marisa made the last mouth-witness that seemed to be cute, but she added a lively and cheerful beauty, as if she was infected. After Kirito put away the Yanma knife, he nodded with a smile and said, "Kuriya Kazuto, my name, just call me Kirito."

"Hello~ Kirito." It can be seen that Mizuyu Marisa's personality is very cheerful and has no grudges, so naturally, Kirito met his first friend after coming to this strange place. In his opinion, the parasol beauty just now was definitely a black-hearted!
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