"Well, the redemption and distribution are over. You're annoying."
"Um, you're annoying."
[Survivors] had just returned to the Guild of Labyrinth Cities to end all assessments, redemptions, and the distribution of their last rewards. The fact that we attacked "Wooden Man Martial Forest" without difficulty has raised our ratings, rewards are colorful, and everyone is tightening their inner delights. The adventure of stepping into the wilderness was fun, but so was the lewd entertainment in the city.
"Well, then I'll be excused."
"Oh, the more."
"It's each other."
When Zem said that back to Nick, they all turned laughter into a blast.
Zem moves on to downtown as he waves.
Zem was enriched now.
My colleagues share the wounds, but they also provide good stimulation.
Zem respects his people, and they respect me.
In comparison, the temple was somewhere lonely and cold.
Some admired him with his master, but the man eventually went on a journey away from the temple.
Human beings who leave the temple were all those who were tired of the power struggle within the temple. Zem thought of them as innocent white men, but realised that they weren't necessarily. Humans are not strong enough to live even abstinently when they lose sight of the value of faith. It's human again. I would never see him again, my respect for the same defectors as myself faded, and instead I held empathy and prayer. May they also find joy in life somewhere.
Conversely, there were people who admired themselves.
But I don't want to remember now. There was no man in the temple who gave me charity when I was truly in distress. I don't want anything to give or thank them, I wasn't doing my job as a temple trainer or healer, and I know how they feel. If you're a strong person who can defy authority, you can't live in a town where you were born trying to cling to the temple. That's how they live. That's what the sober part of my head tells me it's a misalignment to blame.
I just wondered.
I wonder if it makes sense to shred yourself until you defend your faith and save people.
"Oh, the clergyman there, I can't help you."
As Zem walked, he was suddenly called out.
When I sent my gaze to the voice, there was a naughty woman standing there with her back on the wall.
I have blue bruises on my forehead.
"I'm not a cleric, though. What's the matter, sir?
"Last night, the rioters beat me... have mercy..."
"The cure for bruising is 2,000 dinas."
"You're taking the money!
"You must have been the one who drank a lot in that tavern... did you return the money?
The woman is a famous drunk around here.
An adventurer's wary stick, bad alcoholism, bad manhood and a terrible reputation. Although I was hired by a tavern, I would beat up a customer who doesn't like it, a troublemaker who swallows the liquor of the store. I injured my leg and had to retire my adventurer, and also lived that day without putting it on my cat job. She was such a woman, who spared her beating talents and temperament absurdity and found herself in a situation like this.
"It doesn't matter, this is an injury to honor! I fought the crowd at night!
Besides, there have been a lot of lies lately, and the clerks at the tavern seem to be in trouble.
Zem sighed and tried to walk away from the spot.
But then a human appeared who tried to block Zem's path by spreading his hands.
"Ma, wait! Please!"
"Ugh...!?"
Zem saw what it looked like and sweated cold.
What Zem is the worst at in the world.
She's about thirteen years old.
"I have money, so help my mom!
"No, don't... don't stand in front of me!
"Do something there! Please!
"Okay! I get it! So stay away from me!
Zem cast a spell as she tried to get rid of the girl who approached her in plea.
"Healing!"
"Whoa... bad you"
The woman grinned slightly.
He looked funny at Zem pushed off by the girl.
"I'll tell you what, I don't need this kid's money"
Zem stared at the drunk while avoiding the girl trying to get close.
"It's your debt. That's good, you give it back to me."
"Why, you're a cleric with details... yes, yes, if you live, I'll return it one of these days"
A woman laughed with a perfectly innocent face.
Next to that, it was impressive that the girl seemed uncomfortable.
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"Ha... not at all"
Zem sighs as he enters the Tavern (Cabbage) "Spring Fairy" pavilion.
"Zem, what's going on? You're in a bad mood."
"Oops, I'm sorry. We need to have a nice drink."
"It's nothing good, he said he couldn't help but smile. If you're stupid, why don't you ask me?
A familiar woman, Melissa said as she poured liquor into Zem's cup.
"No, well, I'm on my way here..."
Zem told Melissa what happened on the road.
"Ah, Aida..."
Melissa put her hand on her forehead and shrugged like she was frightened.
"Because you know?
"Well, yeah... when I had a good feather, they took care of me, got rid of the abusive guy, and I took care of a lot of things... It's been like that ever since I couldn't adventure. Rayna, my daughter, seems to be taking good care of her."
"Was it"
"I hope you hold on a little tighter...... I've been kind of weird lately. Come on"
"Oh, speaking of which, you fought a bunch of people or something."
When Zem said so, Melissa sighed heavily.
"Ha... no one's ever seen that before. I fell drunk even though I was injured. I don't feel sorry for you."
"... that?
Zem noticed the discomfort.
The injury of a woman named Aida was definitely real.
It is internal bleeding and abrasion caused by beatings.
Zem never missees a fallen wound and a beaten wound.
"What's going on, Zem?
"... no, it's nothing"
No way, not that what Aida's talking about is true.
Zem drove the matter to the corner of his head and decided to enjoy the booze.
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Zem is liquor resistant.
It's not often that Lu Rhythm stops turning or his legs flutter.
He is also vigilant, so he is always careful on his way home.
I avoid places without lights and places where suspicious people hiss.
But still, drunkenness blunts the body.
The roads I normally walk on were submerged and difficult to walk on, and I followed into the back alley when I took another route.
And
"... the sound of a sword?
Dangerous metal sounds and human running footsteps reached Zem's ears.
No way, I look back, but there's nothing there.
"Are you drunk..."
So Zem chewed herbs in his mouth into his drunken awakening.
It's a flower called "Wood Man Flower".
A flower that blooms on a part of a wooden man's body, a herb that breaks illusions and has a sedative effect.
There are so many demons in the woods that are poisonous.
Butterflies with poisonous scales or flowers that produce pollen that causes illusion.
The wooden man is resistant to such poisons and illusions, and is not influenced by such things to brush his fighting arms.
The occasional blooming flowers in the treeman's body also had the effect of dispelling illusions and poisons on the ingested humans. It's a little expensive for a drunken awakening, but it can't be safely changed.
"Well then... eh!? Aida's daughter...!?"
The moment I put the flowers in my mouth, it was in Zem's eyes that the black-clad man was in charge of the girl.
Obviously, kidnapping.
"Ki, Kisama, can you see me!? Damn...!
A man's coming at Zem.
Zem also reflexively grants herself reinforced magic to take the interception stance.
"Rigid!"
"What!?"
Zem is a former cleric and healer, but he is not a ladybug who is not good at contention.
I refrain from the rear guard during my exploration in the labyrinth, but if it's about goblin, I can also fight.
Besides, now, I was learning Nick a simple form of protection.
I just happened to punch the bottom of my palm into my opponent.
"Ha, you......!
"Just help me!
The girl who notices the Zems fighting speaks up.
But Zem can't afford it.
"Shit......!
The man was apparently a swordsman, and Zem, the burning blade, became a defensive side. I pick up a stick that was rolling under my feet and I manage to shake it off. But even with the power raised by the granting magic, the difference in weapons is enormous.
"Hilarious, but sounds like a burning blade... sorry, but I'm gonna have you dead"
"Get out of my way!
That's when the woman's anger burst.
Zem lays low reflexively.
"Guru!?"
A thrown throwing knife pierced the arm of a black-crushed man.
"Are you... Aida!?"
"Hmm... did you make it...!
As Zem turned around, Aida, a daytime drunk, stood.
"Heh, you weren't lying. I'll take this city..."
"Danger!"
"Become...!?"
With a throwing knife stabbed in his arm, a man rushed into Aida.
"Damn, I didn't know you'd step on a dodge in a place like this...! Just you!
Aida has bad legs.
Throw a weapon from a distance or a beating in a narrow place indoors can still work it out.
But when it comes to fighting in a wide outdoor area, the minutes are bad.
"Damn!?"
Aida was cut into a black-crushed man's sword.
Blow away with the momentum cut and roll to the ground bleeding.
"You're not dying... are you next?"
"Ku......!
The sword was pointed towards Zem.
Is this all I can think about anymore - the moment I think about it,
"... ahhh"
"Yeah?"
"WOW, WOW, WOW, WOW!?"
With a strange scream, a beautiful girl with a sword, or a beautiful boy, jumped in.
It was like hitting a black-clad man in a straight line as if it were a shell, and they both hit it more and more as it was and stuck it in an empty barrel abandoned on the road.
"Mr. Kizna!?"
"Behold, what are you...!? Why do I see this one doing Transparency!
"I was there... I don't know how to say that"
The black-clad man saw the situation as unfavourable or showed surprising movement.
Jump off the spot and fly to the roof of the house.
"You can't go deep... are you okay, Zem"
"Oh, Mr. Nick! Thanks............!
Almost, Zem turned out to be a surprise.
"... uh, Mr. Nick. What's that outfit?
Nick was half-wrapped in blue, holding a fluorescent light.
"I went straight from the concert because Kizna says you're a pinch!
"Oh, su, sorry"
"Well, that's anyway..."
Nick glances around.
There was Zem, Aida, and the girl who was about to be kidnapped, Kizna, stuck in an empty barrel.
"... what's the situation?
"I don't know what I am either."