Cheyhun walked along the street in thick clothes.
"Hiss-it's so cold." He looked at the thick snow on the roadside and the depressing clouds in the sky. "In such a cold day, although you can make soup, you should drink some wine to warm your body."
His eyes stopped at the Elma Tavern in the middle of the road.
"Irma, give me a cup--"
Pushing open the door of the tavern, Cheyhun was stunned before he could finish his words.
What's going on?
"Ah, it's Mr. Cheyhun." Aga noticed that a guest appeared at the door and stood up to meet him.
"This, Aga, what is your sister doing?" Cheyhun pointed to the extremely strange scene.
Elma sat on one side of the table, opposite one of the heroes who fought against the two monsters of White Chimera and Kamara, Lemoni using a golden spear.
Two people are wrestling their arm?
Elma is a weak woman, while the other side is a hero who is enough to attack the monsters. The ending of this wrestling arm should have no suspense.
"Uh--" The green highlight on Lemoni's head was trembling, her arms were emitting blue veins, her teeth were gritting, her face was sweating, and she looked at Elma opposite with disbelief in her eyes.
"Hmph, humph--" Elma's eyes were covered with shadows, and a terrifying smile appeared on her face.
"Is it only this level, hero?" Her mouth was filled with white air that seemed to be steaming, and her smile made Lemoni's heart tremble.
Her arms remained unmoved.
"Uh-" Lemoni used all the strength he had sprouted, but-
Can't move!
I can't move at all!
"If it's only this level-"
Elma's voice was calm, but in Lemoni's ears it was like a demon's voice.
"Ola!"
The veins suddenly rose.
boom!
Lemoni's hand was pressed directly by Elma, making a loud noise, and the entire table was trembling.
He looked at his hand that was pressed down by Elma, and was a little confused.
"......well?"
I, wrestle my wrestle, lost?
Oshin and Chimiya swallowed together.
The Cheyhun was stupid.
"this?"
"Just get used to it." Aga said with a smile.
These people really think that their sister's mother Chimera's nickname is just a joke?
"Hmm?" Elma turned his head alertly and looked at Aga.
"You, what do you want to drink?" Aga asked Cheyhun as if he was calm.
Elma's eyes flashed with a light like a monster, and she looked at Oshen and Jimiya: "Who is the next one?"
Oshen's facial muscles twitched slightly. In terms of strength alone, Jimiya is the biggest, so now, let's go on it myself. Lemoni's strength is relatively small, maybe because of this reason, he lost... I should be able to win, right?
Pulling Lemoni away, who was doubting life, Oshen sat opposite Elma, looking at the scary woman with strong oppression and high purity, putting her elbow on the table.
Elma had a smile on her face and grabbed Oshen's hand.
Gimia put her hands on the two people's clenched fists: "Start!"
"Well--"
"Hey--"
Unlike the ease with Lemoni, Elma used most of his strength as soon as he got up. After all, Oshen's strength was much greater than Lemoni.
but--
"Uh-----ah-aaa!"
Ocean's hand was slowly pressed down by Elma.
Elma still had a kind smile on her face.
"What's wrong, Oshen'anos, are you only in this way?"
That gentle smile was extremely terrifying in Ocean's eyes.
What's the strength of this woman?!
boom--
The loud noise rang again, and Ocean stopped thinking as he watched his hands and cracked table being pressed by Elma.
Elma glared at Kimiya standing beside her.
"Next, is it you?"
Bang!
Half of the table fell down.
Everyone in the tavern couldn't help but tremble, except Elma.
Lemoni and Oshen shrank aside, looking at Jimia with hopeful eyes, while Luslan did not want to participate at all.
A cold sweat broke out on his face, with a little awkward smile.
Fortunately, I was not too lazy to participate.
The two of them changed the table, and Jimiya coughed twice: "My strength is much greater than that of Ocean, so don't underestimate me."
"How could I underestimate you?" A red light flashed in Elma's eyes, "You have taken my brother's heart away, so it's okay to bear the anger of my sister..."
"Haha, be sure to prepare for a broken arm." Elma's hair began to dance for some reason, and the corners of her mouth were grinning with a terrifying curve, like an evil ghost.
Jimiya closed her eyes and took two deep breaths.
With his arms on the table, Gimia looked at Elma's seemingly slender and petite arm, which contrasted sharply with his thick and vigorous hairy arms.
(A little bitch, Elma is 1.96 meters tall)
Luslan sighed: "Start."
Click—
In an instant, both of them began to exert force, and the table made a cracking sound. The wood where the two people's elbows were pressing against the table had been cracked by huge force.
"Ho huh, that's what it means, Jimiya." Elma laughed wildly, and his slender arms and blood vessels burst out. He had just fought with Ocean Lemoni, but now it seemed that he had not been affected at all, and was evenly matched with Jimiya.
"It's worthy of being the power to win Ocean and Lemoni-" Gimia's face was ferocious, his muscles were stalked, and his smile was also weird.
Cheyhun felt that he might not be suitable for staying here.
After two or three sips of wine in the cup, “Goodbye.”
Aga looked at the wrestling scene with a strange atmosphere and shivered.
Jimiya and Elma were in a stalemate for two or three minutes, and finally-
Elma began to suppress Jimia.
"Varied--"
"I said, do my best to bear my anger, and, fractured..."
"Prepare."
Click—
boom!
The table that was used as a platform by two people was broken directly.
Gimia looked at her dislocated arm and stopped thinking like Ocean and Lemoni.
"Hmph, Humph--" Elma, who had won, let out a strange laugh.
Oshen quietly came to Aga's side: "Is your sister so crazy?"
"...You are trying to die." Aga looked at Elma who had already flown over.
"Ahhhhhhh————”
Ocean was carried horizontally on his shoulder by Elma. Elma grabbed Ocean's shoulder with one hand and the other.
Click—
Oshen fainted.
Lemoni and Luslan moved towards the doorway.
"Hmm?" Elma turned his head suddenly.
Chapter completed!