The fat of the meat explodes and the fragrant scent tickles the nostrils.

Gahaha, the laughter flies, and at some point everyone (all) chooses the liquor that someone brought.

A bard from somewhere was showing off his pride, and people were cheering him up, and the kids were also shaking around and playing with the mess I taught them about eating a lot and getting better.

In it, I mix with the drunkards and eat meat, make a scene with the kids, and the brave guys swing at me or the kids, trying so hard to take care of the kids so they don't get hurt while they face the trouble.

Carotta, standing arm in arm nearby, smiled bitterly at the look of it, and the nanny in the orphanage looked at everyone as if she was smiling at Nico.

- Around the orphanage now, there was a cheerful atmosphere, as if the serious current situation in the Wang capital were a lie.

After all, food is an important factor for people to be pedestrian.

Food is closely associated with the 'raw' of organisms. If it cannot be secured, the organism must contend by betting its own right to life.

In order for people to be large as people, it is necessary that their bellies are filled first.

"Come on, I got you!! Next time you're a ghost!!

"Wow, I got caught. Okay, bye-bye - hey, then Nell's the ghost."

"What, I'll do it too!?

"All right you guys, run!! This girl is the next ghost!!

Kah, and the kids and I cheer and start running around the orphanage yard.

The brave man laughed like trouble, and then immediately said, "Okay, wait, everybody -!" and starts chasing the children.

- That's how, in an atmosphere like a banquet, we were having a slightly earlier luncheon that got bigger than we expected, that was then.

"- What do you mean, this? Haven't you seen the fact that all surplus food is controlled by the state?

- From the back, show up abruptly so you can push the crowd away, a foursome soldier.

All that noise calms back like a lie, turns around and a sinister mood begins to flow.

Seeing it, most of the gathered crowds are sending their gaze to the soldiers with a rugged eye, a sight that gives a good idea of what they think of the King's Citizens now.

But the soldiers walk straight to the orphanage at the center of the noise, without such glances as objects.

... That's it, rather amazing, he and others. What kind of tough mental do you have?

"Humph, you seem to be eating a lot better than us fighting for the country. Who, the rebels who were hiding this food in the country?

Before them, it was me who tried to take a step forward - but before that, Carotta stood in front of the men.

"Rebel, huh? You use a lot of words, don't you? This is the prey I hunted myself. I don't care what you do with it, it's on my own, isn't it?

Even if I look next to her in surprise at what she's going to do, she tells me to leave it to her, but she only sends a glance at me with Chirali, and then she turns back to the front again.

Next to me, a brave man had a rugged look on his face, taking a natural stand to pull out his weapon at any time.

"It's a big problem. Now the king's capital is in trouble for food. It's a wonderful situation where everyone has to work together. I'd be in trouble if they ate it on their own like this."

"Well? As far as I know, there's no way that the food received by the military is properly distributed to the people?

"Well, I wonder. I'm not involved there, so I can't say anything. But I am sure that surplus food has been given life by the country to recover as military supplies. Let me collect all the rest of what we have here."

to that word, from all directions of the people, "You're kidding!!" "Do whatever you want!!" Yaji flies, but as soon as the man glances at Giroli and you, he calms down.

"Well, why don't you join us in this food and we'll eat it delicious? You're a knight, but a hooker looks better than that, huh?

Guerraggera and laughing surrounding soldiers to the words of a leader man who says about scumbag rounding while sending his inferior gaze.

Carotta stands with her arms loosely together, only frowning for a moment, but without saying anything back. Perhaps you understand the danger of making things rough here.

... and yet, what, he and the others? Are you sure you're a soldier defending your country? Whatever you think, it's the chimp itself.

- No, you're not.

This is probably on purpose. By hitting a badly behaved soldier against hostile forces, he lets his hands go first against the soldier here, and moves on to the attack as hostile will.

He said the church was eye-catching, and maybe he came all the way here to flirt by deciding this was a good opportunity.

Then there's the guy who's watching us...

That's what I thought, when I checked the map - Bingo.

In the back alley nearby, there's one hostile reaction that's trying to hide from Kosovo and keep an eye on what's going on here.

I see you've been reasonably sent someone who wants to kill you unexpectedly.

This is a trap to piss us off.

Then I... should get rid of that hidden guy first.

I came to a conclusion within myself and immediately tried to move on to action - then.

"Cah......"

The arm of one soldier, who was laughing at the Guerraggera, hit the girl who was nearby, overflowing with the contents of the toilet she had.

"Atchi...... you kid!!

The defective soldier, who was stewed by his armor, pulled his sword out of the sheath of his hips, whether it was or not, even though he hit him completely from himself, and shook it up.

"Become -"

- He and the others, are we going that far?!?

With a rush, I put my strength on my feet all the time kicking and smashing the earth, instantly packing the distance from the running soldier with momentum that travels through the hollow, beating the flank of the sword with my right hand that was about to be swung down.

Baggin, and a blunt sound sounds, and the sword breaks from his midbelly, and his cuttoe rolls to the ground.

"Heh? Fuggy-"

In addition, a reflexive motion slammed a powerful spinning kick into the face of the opponent to snap his neck, blowing it away into the absence of a person.

- And since I got my hands on it, I realize haha that I'm bad at that now.

Oh, yabe... I accidentally attacked him!?

"Huh!? Koitsu, you did it!!

Immediately react, the defective soldier who was nearby, part 2, pulls out the sword and wields it, because there is no choice anymore, he shifts his body and [kawa], and rotates it as it is, now hits the back turning kick into the back of the opponent's head and becomes powerless.

Further from behind, I make sure the other soldier is attacking me sideways, and I take the stand to respond - but before I move, the bad soldier, the three bodies, blew straight sideways on their own.

Instead, I was standing there - dressed as a fist-waving, female knight Carotta.

"Humph, Guess. You don't have to pull out your swords."

Sniffles his nose and humps off the blood on his hand.

"You guys, you got your hands on it!! Quickly crush guahu -!?"

And as the leader man tried to draw his sword as he called, he slammed the sword from the blind spot into its neck muscle with Nell still in his sheath.

"We're already... we're all fast."

The scumbag, who had his medulla prolonged, was mowed consciousness as it was and collapsed from his knee gushing - sinking into the ground.

"WOOOOOOO -!!"

The defeat of the defective soldiers, who can no longer be called thugs, cheers so loud that the people who were feeling angry tremble the air.

I also joined them in saying, "Wow!!," he roared, putting his hands up and wanting to take them in a victorious pose as well... but I don't think I can afford that much time.

"Excuse me, please stay here later. And give that beef stew overflowing kid a new one."

"Oh, where are you going?

"Now the man who was observing us was running away with great momentum. I'll get it."

The hostile reaction on the map kicked the wall in the back alley and went up to the roof all at once, either you ninja or you ran away.

A little more, the noise may be too loud and wasted, but he'll have to catch it or something.

That's what I said. No, I ran right in the direction of the man's escape.