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

"Well, that was delicious."

"Right. Whatever the black bread was, the spring rabbit stew was excellent."

I finished my meal in the proper dining room, and I was walking with Flam through Alphen, the capital of the kingdom of Calendyl again.

The lunch menu I ate consisted of stew and black bread stewed with demonic meat and vegetables called spring rabbits.

The Spring Rabbit meat had a chicken leg meat-like texture and was quite tasty with carefully simmered vegetable flavors and exquisite salting.

"All right, we're going to the Adventurers Guild next."

"Yes, I understand"

Travel around cluttering again with the flam.

There are also grocery stores and weapons armor stores for adventurers and commercial guilds across the street around Adventurers Guild, so there are many very popular streets.

I guess I just have to watch out for sleds and morons if I'm supposed to be.

"You're getting so much attention."

"Your husband is a brave man in this country."

Somehow the crowd avoids us. I realize I already know my face as a brave man, too.

Even though it was crowded in the dining room earlier, there was no one to sign up for a seat.

"I don't think I'm that noticeable as long as I'm lowering my sword to my waist in my normal outfit. I wonder if I've been discovered chain-wise, with the Ning Lo Flam standing out."

Flam said nothing but a grin in my words. So you don't deny it, well, you do.

It's not like the maid hasn't walked there. I don't know if I'm buying ingredients or running errands, but I usually see you walking around here.

Is the question about the appearance of the flam? Of course she is beautiful, but as a woman she is quite tall, so the maid figure stands out very prominently.

"Well, no, let's just run some errands and get back to the mansion"

Say that to Flam and set your foot on the Adventurer Alliance. Oh, it's like Moses walking through the ocean.

Entering the Adventurer's Guild in a subtle mood, the hustle and bustle that was filling the hall vanished for a moment. Oh, my God, don't look at me.

I can't help but go straight to the material buying counter. Why are you looking horrible, the heckle receptionist at the request reception counter?

"Welcome to the Adventurer Alliance, brave man. What can I do for you today?

It was the silver-haired, all-back, pitiful, handsome look that hit my response at the material buying counter.

"I'm a shitty D-rank adventurer, deal with me normally."

"What would you say if you pushed back the flood almost alone? There are rumors above that special promotions to S-rank adventurers are being considered."

"Seriously...... well no about that. Just look at this guy, what do you think of this guy?

That being said, I threw out of storage the body of a demon with unusually long hands and feet on the dragon demon's body and black body on top of the buyout counter.

The silver-haired handsome guy looks at the body, touches it all over the place, takes blood and mixes it with something like a reagent. After doing so for a while, the silver-haired handsome man meditated his eyes and thought a little.

"... this corpse"

"What about this body?

"You don't know who you are."

Stuck.

The adventurers, who were wild horses rarely seeing the bodies of demons unfamiliar to them, are also stuck.

"Let me hope so. You're so handsome! Or is that it? Are you the unfortunate good-looking guy?

"I'm not sure what it is, but I'm going to deny it because I feel like they're saying something humiliating. I am certain that this demon is not at least a species normally found on this continent. Where did the brave man put this demon?

A handsome silver hair who says so with a flashing look.

Mm, you can't say a village of beasts on a boulder. Suitably deceiving?

"I have a request related to the Alliance, but I know someone in the village of Biet. So I went to see how the village was doing in this flood, and after investigating the village, I came across it on my way back."

I also tell them how I felt when I said that and actually tried to fight demons.

The black demons were too weak to be sure, but the dragon demons should talk properly because they've even used magic on the awesome tough ones.

"Is it sturdy, playful, and even magical?"

Take my testimony on a note, and the silver-haired handsome man frowns.

I think it's pretty much something that didn't die in one blow, even with a kick to the full, actually. Maybe, but you don't have to use magic to crush stone walls.

"Now hit the material to find out if the demons in question have been reported to date. Are you sure you want to buy after you find out the details?

"Oh, that's fine. Please deduct the dismantling fee from the purchase price."

"Yes, sir."

That's what the silver-haired handsome man said and gave instructions to the other officials, letting them carry the bodies of the dragon demons in the back.

What will be the material of the array? Because of that ruggedness, the leather is a protective device, and the regenerative part is a healing pill or something? I don't want to use anything.

"What will you do after this?

"Well, then why don't you stop by Mr. Peron's?"

"You're tougher than Mithril."

Mr. Peron looked difficult on my order. Flam doesn't say anything, he's holding back behind me.

"I'm making weapons. I think you know, but when you're tougher than Mithrill, you talk about black steel or orihalcon. Metal material."

"Well, you are."

Black steel is hard and durable, but it is also a robust protective material due to its very high resistance to magic. However, it is not suitable for warriors who use magic like me because it also inhibits the release of magic from their bodies on top of unscrupulous heavy.

Orihalcon is the best material that is harder and more durable than black steel, with resistance to magic second only to black steel, and also the special nature of not blocking the wearer from releasing magic.

However, processing orihalcon is laborious anyway.

The temperature control of the furnace is delicate, as is the task of beating. If it is too weak, it cannot be beaten and stretched, and if it is too strong, the orihalcon will harden and not even freak out.

Hitting it with force breaks the hammer, breaks the hammer pattern, or crushes the Orihalcon itself.

Yes, this orihalcon is a really nasty substance that senses external shocks and changes hardness. I think he's more of a creature.

The magic pass is good, and it's a great material both as a weapon material and as a protective material, but it's a pain in the ass with the horns.

Huh? Then why don't we just melt it and cast it? That makes it so brittle to cast. It can only be more than iron, less than steel.

"Black steel is a little nasty, I'm the wizard. Orihalcon is a pain in the ass, isn't it?"

"That's a pain in the ass. I can handle it, but I'd avoid it if I could. Orihalcon starts pounding, and that's what makes it so clear."

Even though there are only a few craftsmen who can handle Orihalcon first, it takes a long time to restrain them because when you start handling Orihalcon, it takes a long time. Therefore, it is expensive to have a weapon made by Orihalcon.

I know you can make your own out of profitability, but honestly, I'm a hassle and I don't want to slap Orihalcon. Seriously.

"So here's what I would recommend to you"

That's what I say. I take the Ingots of Divine Silver out of storage.

Mr. Peron took the ingot of divine silver in his hand with a strange look on his face and began to ascertain the weight and beat him with a small hammer.

"Mithrill...... I see. It's too heavy. The beating feels like Orihalcon......?

"It's an alloy of misrills and orihalcons with magic properties, hardness, toughness, weight, everything above misrills. It takes a lot of processing, but it's a lot better than the Orihalcon."

I heard what I said. Mr. Peron hardens up bikily.

What is wrong with it?

"Oh, you... you know what I'm talking about? If that's true, then this means that the Dwarves have been frustrated by what they've been looking for, right?

Oh, my God, was the name Divine Silver already come up with? Well, it was cheap, wasn't it?

"So it fits, the recipe is a secret. I have other materials."

"You admitted something even more absurd... well, you can't be surprised any more. Let it out."

Before Mr. Peron, who sighed as if he had given up, he now piles up the various materials obtained by dismantling the dragon.

Leather, bones, scales, fangs, tips of tails on nails, pterygoid membranes, etc. When did you dismantle it? It's a demolition feature in storage.

It would be nothing but manual dismantling and painstaking of that stupid big dragon, think commonsense.

By the way, the meat has been left in the village of the Beast Man, but it's still there.

"I told you I wouldn't be surprised anymore, but you put this away. If I told you that, I would have told you that the brave man had defeated the dragon."

"Yeah, that. It's gonna be protective material around here, too, right?

"Absolutely. Dragon material is the finest demonic material. And there's a lot of it, but what are you going to make of me?

Mr. Perón pulls some out of the dragon material piled up on the counter, saying so, and begins to look at it as if to ascertain its quality.

"That's me and Marl's protective gear. Marl uses divine silver to create a new version of his battle dress. I'll take care of Mr. Perron. I'd like two types of armor if I could: standout armor and discreet armor. The excess material is presented as is."

"Then you don't need money, because with all this, you can still make two pieces of armor."

"What will your husband do after this?

On the way home, Fram walking next door asked abruptly about that.

"Am I going home to the Mansion?

"No, that's not what I meant. It's the way you shake yourself. Are you going to spend the rest of your time in the Kingdom of Calendill?

"Oh, you know what? This is one of the key hubs, and I think it will continue to be. But I'm not staying here forever."

I want to do something about the Village of the Beast Man, and I'm interested in what caused the Great Flood. Of course I want to go to the Kingdom of Misscronia, Mar's hometown, and I want to take a trip to the northern Great Forest, which is home to mount buses and elves with lots of dwarves.

"Really..."

The flam has sunk somewhere. What's wrong with it?

"What's up?

"No, I... no"

That's what Flam says and shuts up. Hmm? What is it? Oh, you mean that.

I take Flam's hand and I'm half forced to hold my hand. With a so-called lover connection.

"Is Flam coming too?

"What?"

"No, Flam is my slave, and I'm Flam's master. If you think about it, you should keep it beside you. No, if you don't want to, you can wait at the mansion. I'm going home for a little while with metastatic magic."

"No, no! I'll follow you!

Flam representing joy with a bounced voice. Hmm? I'm telling you, why are you so happy? Do you even feel narrow shoulders in the mansion?

I don't think Mr. Jack or Mabel are like that.

"No, Mr. Jack and Mabel are doing well. However, I still can't do my chores compared to the two of you, and neither of you is too concerned to shake my job..."

Yeah, well, those two are professionals.

Naturally, Mr. Jack, Mabel's work as a maid is perfect at that age, too. Seems the stuffing is still sweet if you let Mr. Jack tell you, but it looks perfect to the amateur.

If you do, you'll want to massage me.

"Do you want Mr. Perron to make your flam gear next time too? You know, dragon leather armor."

"Yes, no, to the boulder. It's... normal, so it's okay"

Flam rushes to my word and waves the hand of those who are not connected to the patter in front of my chest. It's cute how a woman who usually feels cool panics like this.

"No, no, you shouldn't compromise on something like that. Make a weapon for the flam, too, with misrills or divine silver"

"No, I got a great sword last time. I mean, divine silver is the amazing metal that the Dwarf woman said earlier, right? I can't have that."

"Aren't you made of iron? I knew at least Mithril would be better."

"Master, Mithril's sword is normal, because it only holds adult adventurers or knight-class people, right?

"I'm a grown-up, and I recommend it. Complete theory."

"No, so that's not it...!

I even went back to the mansion teasing the flam as I enjoyed mocking the flam that made my eyes black and white.

Back, but...

"Welcome back, Mr. Tysi"

There was a Mr. Marr standing in front of the door waiting for us.

"Is it like something?

"Did you date Mr. Fram instead of me"

"I didn't."

"Really? Thank you, lover. It's amazing."

"Not so much"

"It was still a date!? Shitty! Shitty! I've been desperately negotiating with Tanuki's dads all morning!

Marl takes a forward leaning position and tackles with great momentum.

Hey fool, don't be able to magic into your feet. The dirt on the house is choosing, but don't do that. Please don't.

"Uhhh!?

Tackled on the hips and blown away.

Zuscher, ground and back rubbed and hurt. Oh, my God, it's Mabel who washes these clothes.

"... I can smell a woman who's not Mr. Fram or Mabel"

"Fuh!? No, no, no, no, no..."

Did you follow me in the village of the Beast Man in the morning? Whose? Is that Shelley? That's that moffy dog girl's!?

"Hehe, Mr. Tysi. Let's 'OHANASHI' slowly. Hey. Actually, there's a really good place in the wall. This time they serve delicious sweets, in private rooms. You can take a break."

"Mr. Marr, that's good, but look, my clothes got dirty."

Desperately explore the hand of escape.

"Mr. Tysi, you can magically purify it."

"Yes."

It was futile.

"Welcome aboard. Master Marr, lend it to me when you get back."

At some point Fram, who had taken the distance, smiled and sent us away. Remember that.

Afterwards, I had a hidden restaurant in an alley in the wall (?) I was to be brought in.

"Damn, I won't throw up if they do this to me!

Fixed to a suspicious platform, I stare at Marl and cut him.

I can't stay licked, as a man.

"Heh heh, now's the time to say that."

"Never, you can't beat Marl or anything!

"La meh heh heh! You're not answering anymore. Whoa! All of it, 'cause I'm gonna throw up all of it. Ah!

I couldn't beat Marr...

"I haven't finished my turn yet."

"Forgive me already!?

As a result of my enthusiastic love, I decided to throw up all washed up on Marr. However, only information such as to identify the location of the village of the beast man was guarded dead.

I'll keep my word, yeah. It was dangerous.

Now the rest room - although there were a lot of tools with bad taste - is moved from, and I get tea and sweets in a private room with seemingly expensive condiments.

"Much thought out again... you're serious, aren't you?

"Um, I mean it. So, you think we can go get the territory?

To my words, Marl roared hmm as he looked at the ceiling.

"Isn't there a problem with the permits from the side of the Kingdom of Calendil? The problem is permission on the part of the Kingdom of Misscronia, right? The forest that separates the Crossroads from the territory of the Kingdom of Misscronia has long been an undisciplined buffer zone, so if we are to make it a territory, I think we need to attach an understanding not only from the Kingdom of Calendyl, but also from the Kingdom of Misscronia."

"How about that one? Any prospects?

"That's a subtle place. However, speaking of other countries, Mr Taisi has a proven record of reversing the flood. Besides, if me and Mr. Taisi get married, Mr. Taisi will be royal, too, and I don't think it's impossible. Just..."

That's it. Marl clouds his expression.

"Forests separating the kingdoms of Calendil and Misscronia as things stand are 'no need to bother your head' lands for both countries. When Mr. Taisi has territory and autonomy, both countries must pay attention to Mr. Taisi's autonomy."

I mean, it's not good enough to stop taking care of it.

"Polar theory, that's what you mean"

Tilt a cup with tea with Marl.

It's somewhat of an array of facilities, but the quality of what comes out unexpectedly isn't bad. Confectionery is also a luxurious baked treat with plenty of honey and sugar.

"How about providing a safe trading route? Build a path in the woods to provide a safe and more costly trading route between the kingdoms of Calendyl and Misscronia than the current roundabout."

"You're weak. Trading routes can remain a military threat, and the fixation of new trading routes can bring down current circulation on large routes and, conversely, have a significant impact on the domestic economy"

"Grunt..."

I also thought about exporting other weapons I make, but this doesn't make much sense because when I'm gone, I'm broke.

"When it comes to building trading routes in the first place, it's not an easy thing, is it? We're talking about a considerable number of demons living in those woods, and isn't it even difficult to set up a residence in the first place?"

"It's okay there. I'll use magic to make my way, so it won't take that long. When it comes to safe living, I think we can handle it with the application of junctional magic."

That ruin, which engaged the assassin unit to which Flam belonged, was laid with a junction with the effect of exorcism and magic cleansing.

If I raise the level of junction magic, I should be able to impose the same junction as that one.

"Um, don't overreach all at once. Why don't we just get the territory and keep it about making a village? I still don't know what I can pick in those woods, and I don't know if I can live on my own in the first place. Let's start by putting all our efforts into acquiring ownership of that forest."

"... you don't disagree?

"? Do you want me to disagree?

Fit in? And I respond with my neck shaking sideways to Marl tilting his little neck.

"I want to help Mr. Taishi to the best of my ability, or I want to do it with you."

"I'm glad you said that, but isn't there something Marl wants to do, too?

"I'd like to do what Mr. Tysi wants to do with me. Every day is fun and I'm happy now. If I hadn't escaped then, I'd be married to that idiot by now... Wow, my goosebumps"

Blurring, and trembling marl. Something boiled down with the prince of the Kingdom of Geppelus for a moment now. Shouldn't you stay far away and do harm to my marl and erase it from the world?

Anyway, I'm happy with Marl's words. It was ravaged just now, but it's sweet.

"Thank you. Negotiations will depend on Marl, sorry."

"That's okay, but if you're going on a date, make me the best."

"Yes."

I snorted honestly at Marr laughing at me.