29-Years-Old Bachelor Was… Brought to a Different World to Live Freely

The next day.

"It's about Princess Calunera."

Wake up in bed, wake up Marl clinging to me. That's what I said.

Marl still seems to be falling asleep, but he seems to be listening closely.

"As far as Marl's concerned, she thinks Marl wants me or something like that."

"Mmmm...... maybe, I think so. After that, there are times when Mr. Taishi is a brave man."

Marr said so while rubbing his sleeping eyes. Watching this sleeping blurry face makes me want to stroke my head.

And I don't even have to shy away, so I stroke. Lovely.

"I mean, you're burning in symbols like 'Marl's Fiancée' and 'Brave Man', not myself. So I thought if I became my own fiancée, I'd get tired of it all at once."

"Hmmm...... maybe that's possible for sure. She's also the one who throws out accessories that she's forced to take away, saying she's tired of it in three days or something. But what would you do if you didn't?

Marl groans at my words, but he disagrees.

Yeah, sure. You're right about that.

"Uh... yeah, I just have to brace my belly a lot then. But she's the type that burns more and more if you don't get it, and you never give up, right? I thought it would be counterproductive if I turned it down there and it just burned up."

"Bracing your belly... but surely there's no denying that you've used more intransigent and forceful hands."

Marl laughs bitterly when he hears my words.

Right, that's what that hand type looks like, yeah.

"By the way, Mr. Tysi?

"Yes."

I thought, "I'd like to get you some carinella," right?

"Only a little then"

I don't mean to be hairy right now. No, I don't.

"Really? You're so full of carunella tits."

"Oh, that's good stuff. Not as good as Marl."

Marl has been following my flank. It hurts, customer. Please don't punch River.

I have to admit as a man the fact that those boobs are good stuff.

"Honestly, I'm sorry, I honestly admit I wasn't cool"

"... ha. You have no choice, I forgive you. I put up with Carunella after being served with an oak vigor, so I'd rather praise her there."

That's why Marr stopped attacking me.

Surely that was awesome, wasn't it? I think I've seen the mystery of the human body.

"We're talking about Mr. Tysi, so you were actually going to try to live together and talk about it, and you were going to give it up, weren't you?

Are you Esper?

"Mr. Tysi, if we spend a long time together, our feelings will boil, won't they? If it reaches Cotto by mistake, it's one shot, right?

"What, that's not true"

"I won't let you say there isn't. What are people saying about purposefully buying a criminal slave to a former assassin who's been after his life?"

There was no objection.

"Well, even if it's good for Mr. Flamm. It's sweet. It's sweet enough to multiply the big hornet nectar I licked before this. Mr. Tysi, this is what he thinks."

Marl slashed me to pieces. This may be the first time Marr has denied me from the front.

But I have my say, too. Though I wasn't cool then, I didn't just think about porn and get engaged.

"I thought it would help a lot if I had connections with the Royal Calendill. Looks like we've dealt with the forces that tried to assassinate us, and now we have a good partnership with each other through Zontark."

"Not at all. If you had such a sweet idea, you'd be drawn to the kingdom of Calendyl cheating. When the engagement becomes official, it's decided to make it Sir Emeritus first, and when it's officially in the side room, we'll give it a baron position and proper territory, and then we'll make it a gutsy bee like that."

It doesn't even make any noise.

"First, it's too generous for Carunella. You've been trying to rob me of my chastity with sleeping pills and vigor, haven't you?

"No, well, it wasn't something else in my life, okay?"

"Mr. Tysi, what would you think if I were?

"Kill him."

"Then you know how I feel right now, don't you?

"I'm really sorry."

I honestly apologized.

Sure, I'd be out of a butch if I was in the opposite position even if I ended up trying.

"Well, Mr. Taishi is a lover of dada sweets... so I stuck with it at first, too. Really, Mr. Taishi is sweet in that kind of place."

Marl sighed deeply and slapped my forehead with a pessin.

And he wraps my cheeks with his hands, making sure they don't get off my face, and then he smiles with no mention of it.

"I can't help it, I'll take my skin off here. Please entrust me with the full powers, Mr. Tysi, okay?

"Ah, yes. Uh, what is Mr. Marr going to do?

"Do you want to hear it?

"Oh, no. Fine, yes."

I couldn't say anything to Marl who grinned.

"Well, I'll come."

Marl, wearing a dress armor, smiles and waves into Mr. Jack's prepared carriage.

I dropped it off and sighed. No one can stop Marr now, including me.

"Master Tysi can't beat the angry Marr, either."

Mabel's casual words pierce Guthali.

Hey, the maid is licking me. This is about my tickets. But there is no objection, regret.

"Massage, let's do a massage, Dear Tysi. You can forget anything you don't like."

"Mabel, you just want to step on me, right?

Mabel missed her gaze at my words. Hey, deny it there.

Flam's eyes holding back beside him also have a suspicious atmosphere. What are you going to do with me weak, you guys?

"I'm going out"

I decided to run away.

Let's apologize sincerely when Marl returns. Let's do that.

"Ha-ha-ha..."

Sit back on the park bench in the wall and exhale.

I've spoken to Marl overnight and then self-loathing is terrible.

I wonder why you didn't ask me at the point where the sleeping pills were in the tea, and that would have been the end of it if you had asked me at that time and let my maid take it.

Even if you pretend to be shackled, if you wake up when you're shackled and ask...... don't stand in regret.

It is obvious that the chronic mind caused this situation. I was just curious to get a little stronger and be rich. Payback. He's dead.

Thinking about that and hanging out on the bench, a dove-like bird comes down with a judgment and a few wings and starts wandering around in front of me.

There are pigeons in Erialdo, too.

"Piyo Piyo," "Piyo Piyo,"

I almost stumbled when I heard the squeal.

'Cause it's different worlds, and you sound different. Yeah.

I'll take the raw wheat out of the storage and sprinkle it on you. Oh, I'll peck as I say Piyo Piyo. Don't be healed.

But will Marl be okay on his own?

I don't think there's much going on because the destination is the Mansion and the Royal Castle of Zontark, but I'm worried.

Levels are the Marl who has already stuck one foot into the realm of veteran adventurers, but she is still also a pretty weak girl.

Will you be all right? You'll be fine. There's no way I can stop that marl.

What I should think about now would be the way I'm going with the future kingdom of Calendyl.

Depending on what outcome Marl is going to get this time around, I feel like I need to think a little more about how we hang out.

First of all, how far do I trust you?

At least you can trust Zontark while they work together to provide mutual benefits.

Zontark's loyalty to the kingdom of Calendyl is genuine, so long as he's in a cooperative relationship, he'll rule out any political forces that would harm me.

I know that the Kingdom of Calendyl is not a single rock. The first contact was in the worst form, but it doesn't have to be in the spirit of hatred to the point of hatred.

For once, during the last brave show, I told you to let the remnants of the past flow into the water.

Later on about this disturbance?

I'm sure Zontark knew about Princess Carunella this time.

As long as Princess Carunella's measures are fruitful and she enters into a physical relationship with me, even if she doesn't, she can attach the engagement promise because it means' nominally 'as it is now.

I guess even while I was vacating the house, I let Princess Carunella push me, and I stepped on it that if I made a fait accompli in disintegration, there would be no problem.

You certainly know I'm surrounding the flam, so you know my character, too.

One shot if you enter into a physical relationship, even if you don't, you won't treat Princess Carunella in an evil way if your feelings boil, that's what you must have thought.

"Akan, they're licking you"

It seems to be the case, so I can't help it.

I guess Zontark felt like a checkmate yesterday when I convinced Marr to accept.

I'm sure Marl will be crushing it to pieces by now.

Even if the matter of Princess Calunera crumbles, it doesn't change my usefulness to the kingdom of Calendyl.

Now my reputation in the military seems to be growing, or at least I won't have a problem trusting you until the flood is over.

Well, even if it isn't, I've made it public that Me and Marr are acting together, and there shouldn't be a problem erasing the line that the Kingdom of Calendyl will physically eliminate us in the future.

There is no benefit to the kingdom of Kalendil.

It is good to think that the only thing to be careful about in the future is excessive flexibility. That's what this is all about.

After that, you're working against me and Marr. This is the same thing this time around.

And this time, my brother-in-law to Zontark or something like that was used.

In fact, I've given weapons to the kingdom of Karendyl and Zontark to turn them around to other countries. The return to them on that is solved in the sense that only the supply of weapons.

But moving people takes money, connections, and effort.

"Hmmm......"

This time they used my brother-in-law for it, but when I scorn this, I feel like losing something important as a person.

I stopped thinking.

"Let's take advantage of this experience of taking unconsciousness. So let's apologize to Marl. Yeah, that's all I got."

When it doesn't work, it doesn't work even if it leaps to get it back.

At times like this, you should have a sobering change of mood.

Now, what would it be good to have a change of mood? I punished her for her color relationship, so other things are good.

You want to go to the Adventurer Guild and get some light requests? Or do you sweat through the architecture of the Fourth Wall?

Neither one of them feels like it.

Then I'll shop, buy Marl some presents.

It's cheap to give a gift to get in a good mood, but I think it's a valid hand.

I walked out looking for a gift for Fluffy and Marr.

"So why are you here?

"Hey, I've been looking at a lot of things, and I thought jewelry was something different."

"So why don't you come to the armor store..."

I was dabbling with Mr. Peron at the Peron Armor Store. She is reassured by various things because she is a wife.

By the way, Mr. Ritz is turning his resentful gaze this way at the counter. Relax, Lorikon, I'm not taking it.

"Did you think of anything rude right now?

"It's my fault, Mum. By the way, Marl's been eager to see a shield for a long time, what kind of shield do you think I'd like?

Mr. Peron roared at my question.

"Marl's the style to fight with speed, isn't he? Well, isn't that a small shield?

"Um, yeah, but here's the thing, make it the type with the handles or the type with the belts on your arms...... and the size of it"

Marr doesn't seem to have given up his duplicity, so would it be better if he were the type to fix it to an arm without a handle?

It's almost a big hand to bend the wrist so that it doesn't inhibit movement.

"Uh, something's not working."

I'm kind of weak and tense.

You can't do anything when you're negative. Shall we go check on Marl first?

No, no, if I get in the way, Marl's hardship could be a bubble in the water.

"There's no hegemony in what would be a brave man. Marl, did you have a real fight?

"It would still be nice if we had a fight. On the other hand, I can't stay because I'm doing my best on the bad side."

"Marl forgave me, didn't he? Then don't look so spicy. Be grand!

"I thought so, and I was going to buy a present to change my mood."

Tension falling back.

I'm beginning to wonder if I should be waving this in my hammer in the workshop carelessly already.

If you were waving a hammer in the workshop, Mabel and Flam would leave me alone.

"Is Master Tysi here!?

If you're thinking about that, Van! and opened the door and a small figure jumped into the peron armor store.

It was Mabel. I'm in a great hurry.

"Ma, Master Marr! It's tough! Or to the mansion! Hurry up!"

The moment I understood Mabel's words, I held Mabel up and popped out of the peron armor store.

I feel like I heard Mr. Perron's anger behind me, but I don't have time for it.

Using magic enhancements, jump up onto the roof of the building, then jump from the roof to the roof and hurry to the gate of the third castle wall.

"Whoa!? Yu, Lord Brave!?

"It's an emergency! We're coming through!"

Tell the panicking gatekeepers to break through the gate and head straight to the mansion.

There is nothing unusual about the mansion itself.

Mabel in my arms looks blue. Maybe he wants to get motion sickened by my real moves.

Lower Mabel in front of the front door and enter the mansion.

"Flam! Where's Marr!?

It's in the alchemist's room.

Once done, he enters the alchemist via a blacksmith while feeling slightly uncomfortable with the calm flam.

There was a look of Marl rolling around the alchemy recipe book with a hurried look.

I saw it. There seems to be no trauma.

"Marl! Are you all right!?

"Bu, you're safe, but you're not! I screwed up!

With that said, Marl's gaze around the recipe book is busily moving, conveying a pressing atmosphere.

"What's going on!? What the hell happened!

"The Marquis of Zontak cleaned it up well, but it screwed up the Carunella one! I didn't know that would happen..."

You finally found the recipe you were looking for, and Marl rushed back to the ingredients storage area.

So I tremble with Vikri.

... Riel... ahhh!

A voice I hear from somewhere far away.

An open blacksmith workshop and a voice of something approaching from beyond the door of the alchemist.

"Gee!? Coming!? Mr. Tysi! Please stop!

"Hey, I don't know what it is, but I get it!

Hitahita and approaching footsteps.

A familiar voice arguing about something with Flam.

Oh, what is this? What do you mean?

"Heh, heh, heh, right here, huh? You have Master Marriel here, don't you?

It was Princess Carunella who came into the blacksmith workshop.

His face is red and his breathing is rough. Some drunken vibe.

I think I know these symptoms.

"Oh, you're not a bad bug with Master Marriel. There must be Marriel in the back, isn't there? Retreat!

Princess Carunella's eyes are fixed and her breathing is rough.

Blah, blah, I'm scared.

"Oh, hey, Marl! What the hell is this?

"I was just trying to get Calunera to do a tight trick! I was just trying to remind you about yourself! I didn't think it was still working!

"Ugh, Ugh, Master Marriel, more...!

"No, no, no, no! Because I'm making neutralizers now! Mr. Taisi, please stop carunera!

Marl is on the verge of confusion.

Catch Calunera trying to break through me and break into the alchemy workshop.

I generally guessed the contents. Sorry, forgive me. It's for Marl.

"Hin!

It circulates magic with a fairly strong output and prunes the consciousness of the carunella.

I also feel it would be counterproductive given the cause, but this is the only way I know that I will be powerless without trauma.

"What are you going to do with this..."

"And, for now, neutralize the effect of the vigor and gently return it to the royal castle..."