10 nen goshi no HikiNiito o Yamete Gaishutsushitara Jitaku goto Isekai ni Ten’ishiteta

"All right, then I'll show you what I keep here! Give the kid a good one!

"Mr. Hal? What are you going to do?

Behind the Marecage Wetlands, inside the Lizardman, where Eugene and the others were guided.

The welcome feast opened from the evening is still in full swing as the sun falls.

While the burning lights Lizardman's scales glossy.

"Yes, vacate this area! Alice, do you have a minute?

A first-degree adventurer and elf Hull rises to the center of the Eugene and Lizardman who have become the wheelchair.

I guess I passed it on by gesture.

Lizardman expands with a pottery jar containing liquor and creates a space before Hull.

"Alice, will you put about this flame out on your palm? It's just a flame!

"Yes! Uh, like this?

Hal asks me to pound out the flames, Alice.

More than a hundred Lizardmans flaunt.

"Can Little Ningen Use Fire Magic! I can use wind magic.

'Cause I'm water magic. Well, this is fire magic.

Next to Alice is Lizard Man, a child with only one emerald green scale.

Together with his lined aunt, he is two Lizard men who can use magic in this settlement.

Watch Hal try to do something and point the big shield that Eugene has set aside instead at Hal.

In this journey, it is a great shield that Eugene has improved on to a blacksmith.

There are two improvements.

One is to put glass in some of the shields. The size is about 15cm wide and 15cm high, like a peek window (slit).

But the use is not a peek window. Or if you peek from here, it would be catastrophic if the glass was broken. There is no toughened glass in Eugene's house.

Another improvement to the Great Shield.

The camera with the tripod was modified so that it could be mounted behind the back.

Paired with a glass peek window, even in battle, if Eugene sets up a shield, he can shoot without having to.

Other than combat, the tripod can be used to make both shields and cameras independent.

so that you can shoot even if Eugene's hand is blocked.

It is at best the idea of a bulletin board dweller.

Because Eugene misses too many shots.

"So what do you do, Mr. Hal?

"Hehe, Eugene, here's what you're gonna do."

Hal leans right next to him and approaches the flame on Alice's palm.

Reverse your back and inhale heavily.

Adults and children of Eugene, Alice, Alice's brother Charles, and Lizardman.

I'm staring at Hal with my eyes shining.

"Whoo!"

Return your body from the opposite posture and bend forward.

When Hal caught his breath on the magic flame over Alice's hand.

Bu-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o,

It's like a flamethrower.

Makes it look like he exhaled, but Hal was using wind magic from his hand that got him close to his mouth.

"Whoa, whoa! Mr. Hal, wow!

"Ha, this is! It's like a dragon brace to listen to!

"Wow, wow! Mr. Hal, wow! Alice's flames are gone!

"Hmm, a combination of fire magic and wind magic... Phew Phew Phew, you can't afford to be alone"

"My grandfather... you know, I don't think we have to stick together. Your grandfather is amazing enough."

"... I didn't know! Does an elf throw up a brace?

Shaggy Eugenies, Lizard Man who startles and hits his tail on the ground.

The banquet hall is a big buzz.

"Okay! Even if the words don't make sense, I knew he'd be thrilled to look flashy!

"Mr. Hal, that's all I've been thinking about..."

Around Hull, there was a small group of Lizardmans.

The fire-blowing arts seemed like a big wuss to the kid.

Elves. Elves, right? How can you throw up a brace?

"Hey, tell me now!

"Suppose there's a brace bag... around the nod. I want you to show me something. Because it doesn't hurt. Just a little bit."

Elf! Teach Atashi his magic now!

"Mr. Eugene! Can I have an interpreter?

"Yes, Mr. Hal!

"All right, let's also show the magic of Non and move on. He dwells in all things, and is a magic vegetable. Hear and manifest my life. Magic, be a flame and imagine your thoughts. Firebird (Firebird)"

"Oh, hey, Master Bastian!

Eugene, you seem to have a busy time as an interpreter.

The heart of the feast was a magic tournament, inspired by Hal's fire-breathing art.

Bastian stuck around trying to show his grandson something good.

And.

"Brother Charles, you're totally close!

"Ha, ha, right, Alice. I'm just putting out a fire..."

"Yeah, yeah, it's good, it's good!

"Hahahahaha! Eat, Atashi Bressou!

Whoa, whoa, whoa! We Lizardman brace!

"Ha, now you're a dragon!

Because Lizardman, a child with brightly colored scales, had taught Hal wind magic and was blowing fire in Norinoli.

To Lizardman, the dragon's braces seemed admirable.

If Eugene had told me, 'If I were a flammable liquid, I could blow fire even if I couldn't use magic', it would have been a big deal.

Finally.

"Hey, even Cottaro! Well, you could have used wind magic, too."

"Wow! Cottaro's a brace, too. Ah! Look, Alice, Alice also braces! Ugh!

"Dogs... Dogs do magic we can't use..."

"Wait, not necessarily a dog. Aren't you actually a canine tribe?

"Braces to such a tiny ningen..."

Inspired by the little Lizardman, Cottalow and Alice also enjoyed their braces.

I tend to forget, but this dog is the user of wind magic. Hearing Hal teach, I guess Kotalou learned this wind magic too.

Let Charles flame out, and Kotalou is gawgyou! And I was curious about the braces.

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Later in the night the welcome feast ended, and Eugene and the others were in the tent.

This is the place I was led to, because the ground I dug and the shrub were made to sleep, and it was very damp.

It is a space that cannot sleep but is not comfortable for humans.

He refused because he brought the tools of the camp, and Eugene set up two tents in the open.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Kevin, Mr. Hal, what do you want me to get you?

"Um, I don't know. Look, because I didn't get it at all! Isn't that better this time?

"Huh? At the feast, words finally make sense! You said our warrior's pride was scarred just because it was applied, right? That's not bad."

"Heh heh, Eugene can see the area now, too, right? Yeah, I think you should have it this time. It's like saying," What you have is worthless. "

"Well, sometimes I don't ask you to tell me that."

"Ah, nobles are kowaii..."

In one tent Alice and Charles, Cotalou are asleep. Eugene was going to sleep in that tent later.

Adults were now gathered in another tent to discuss what they would get.

In the first place, Eugene and the others were invited inside to give thanks for the material of the monsters in the wetlands and rewards for the slime crusade.

"Because I don't know what Ningen wants," said the leader Lizardman, inviting Eugene inside to have a first-hand look.

Even Eugene seemed to know about being rude when she said she didn't need anything now.

"How are the ornaments? You know, the colors, the shapes, they were different, right?

"Right, that would be the first candidate. It seems worth it to them, so you'll be convinced."

"Mr. Kevin? The way you put it, it actually doesn't sound very worthwhile..."

"Lord Eugene. It's not uncommon, but it's made from monster material. I don't think it's worth it."

"Hmmm...... oh, so how about food and alcohol? Alcohol was refreshing and delicious, wasn't it?

"Right, the second candidate is the preserved food they make. Alcohol is... lost. It was a rare alcoholic beverage not found in people's cities. I'm pretty sure it sells at a high price, and there seems to be a surplus..."

"Huh? Then why don't you just drink?

"Did you hear how to make it, Mr. Eugene?

"No, I didn't."

"I asked him by gesture. Point to alcohol. I've had a rough time, but I think I managed to get through."

"Oh, Mr. Kevin, that's what you were doing. So?"

"The raw materials are fine. It's a food very similar to potatoes and looks like something you can pick in the wetlands. This was shown to me the ex, and it was used for cooking. The question is how to make it."

"How to Make Alcohol...... You're gonna fluff it or ferment it, right?

"You know very well, Eugene. That's how most alcohol is made. It's just that they're a lot more primitive way to make... No, humans have liquor to make that way too, but, you know, with a serving liquor..."

"... Oh my God. Uhm, that's..."

"Haha! Well, shouldn't it be delicious? We drank deliciously, too!

"I don't know what that is about..."

"Mr. Eugene. What is their alcohol?"

"Huh?"

"Chew through and chew the ingredients potatoes, their, spit them out and ferment them. That's how it's made, to put it bluntly."

"... are you serious. So, but, you see, for drinking without knowing like us..."

"Yeah, that's why I'm lost. Kevin, the Chamber of Commerce is committed to honest business."

Mouth liquor. That, too, depends on a bipedal lizard.

Eugene didn't notice, but I guess it's still not like a lizard in the original world.

Because there are also poisonous species outside Japan, and even non-poisonous species are sterilizing fungi harmful to humans.

Yet, Eugene, he drank Lizardman's mouth liquor, but he doesn't have much resistance to it.

It is something that has become difficult. Or is the business profound?

No, that's not it.

No matter how Eugene was a former Neat who grew up in Japan for 10 years, he doesn't seem to have that sexual preference.

Eugene likes big tits in the first place.

There are no tits on a bipedal lizard. Because the base is reptile.

Lizardman didn't even seem to blur into Eugene's strike zone.

Well, it was a strike, and Eugene doesn't do anything.

The degree of stealing is at best.

The sixth summer since Eugene came to the other world.

Eugene's spring is far away.