Alice Tale in Phantasmagoria

Take it for granted, though.

After that, with Mr. Theon's guidance, he escaped the ruins in a straight line.

It's another opportunity to explore what's in the ruins.

The journey to the exit was not that far.

I encounted with the bear about twice on the road, but if Mr. Scion were here, there would have been nothing wrong with it.

... There wasn't one.

I'm not surprised anymore.

But this time, on the contrary, Mr. Scion surprised me.

"Huh!? A blow!?"

I was peeling my eyes at the power of Thunder when I let it go from behind.

Apparently, my Thunder has the power to bury a bear in one blow.

Well, that's why I'm not going to feel weird anymore.

That's how I came back, the city of Linnal.

Its home (tentative).

"If this guy is worried about Alice, he's already grated. Come on? Then don't go through with it, okay?

Hey?

And my aunt laughs and tells me, but I'm not in the mood to say "yes" very much.

I just apologized.

I also apologized deeply to the old man.

Because I pushed weird hindsight.

Because of that, Mr. Scion discovered the old man's behavioral suspicions, and asked him, and he said my outing was well known.

He was able to discover me, apparently because he kept partying with Mr. Theon, and if he checked the status, he could get some idea of where the members were.

No, really, I'm sorry.

I'm as ready as a fistbone, and I gave my head to my old man.

I was scared.

'Cause you don't think LV6 (up) can stand my armor or anything with an old LV38 attack?

But the old man.

"Young man, it's just enough not to look over there."

And I decided on a sinister face and went inside the house.

My aunt and Mr. Scion are talking back there.

"I absolutely love Alice."

"Oh no, a man. Not worthy of age."

Whoa. Hmm?

I'm not interested in men...

The day after dawn, adventure is banned today.

As a punishment, I was asked to use the household chores in general and use them in detail.

Even when I say punishment, I think it's a really sweet family because I feel normal from the point of residence.

"You can sweep it with a rag at the end."

Let's get to cleaning early in the morning.

Exactly disturbing hair was wrapped up in ponytail with a ribbon borrowed from my aunt.

No, you said I wanted to put it on!?

My aunt did it for me!

"Well! You're adorable, Alice!

"Oh, really?... Really?"

I'm glad you were happy, but how is my manhood still honestly unhappy?

I don't want to lose it, this feeling.

On the couch in the living room, I had eyes to eyes with an old man who was sitting tight.

With a dandy face, um, he nodded.

... I don't care, is this guy working?

What day of the week is it?

In the meantime, I went through unresponsiveness and got to my job.

Since the house is wooden, the guidelines are the same as cleaning the school.

By the way, securing water is a well.

Groundwater is abundant and water is secured by hand pressing pumps.

The pump is installed in the garden, so it's not that heavy labor.

... if you normally have strength and strength.

"Phew, phew!

It's pretty hard to get water into a barrel and into and out of the house from the garden.

Groundwater may be abundant, but take care of the water you draw once.

Water, important.

That's how I got ready to clean, and I decided to clean it from the heights first.

Cleaning basics.

Wipe the top of the shelf, the edge of the window, etc. with a rag.

"Windows... how do you make glass?

"Well, the alchemist decided to make it."

Is it decided, or is it?

Mr. Scion, who came out of the room, replied to my whine and went back to the room again.

Looking back, my aunt was sewing at the living room table.

My hand is glowing.

I'm turning the petite panther fur I provided into a skinned robe.

Handmade is handmade, but it's not the same as stitching.

Fantasy, awesome.

And on the couch, my old man was looking at me and thumbing up.

Fine, get to work.

From cleaning the bathroom, cleaning the kitchen, and everything but everyone's room was done.

It was early in the morning, so the sun was still up.

This world is not yet imprisoned in the prison of time: the clock.

Is the sun up yet? The church bell rang when, did it sink? The bell rings again when

And in the morning, with the sunrise, the bell rings.

Well, time should flow so slowly.

Japanese, too busy.

I had my aunt's prepared bread for lunch.

I made sure again that the food wasn't that different.

They pinch some kind of meat in bread that looks just like French bread and something like lettuce.

I want mustard.

When it comes to appetite, the size of my body has shrunk so I can't really eat it anymore.

I eat a slice of bread cut to the palm of my hand, so that's the limit.

The old man and Mr. Scion were in a healthy house, eating whole pieces of uncut bread.

Engel coefficient, sounds high.

From noon on, you use it.

To some extent, you will know the price.

My aunt gave me 100 lukes, and I left for my first use.

1 Luke = 1 Copper Coin

100 Luke = 1 Silver Coin

10000 Luke = 1 Gold Coin

This is the currency of this world.

I was given a piece of silver coin and it was in a small bag attached to my belt.

It is nevertheless a long idle city.

Well, my parents were in the country, too, so it doesn't make a big difference.

"Ahhh, I have weird silver hair! Silver hair, silver hair!

On the way, I was also entangled in a strange fucking kid.

I was frustrated, but if it bothered Mr. Zion and the others, it would taste bad, so I can't do much.

"Ah, you."

"It's Cal."

... is that it?

What's wrong with that?

Why did you just introduce yourself to me on Doya's face?

Fucking kid with hair because he wants to hang a little redness.

"... uh, Mr. Cal?

"You, what the hell?

This guy, shall we kill him?

When you unleash magic on humans, do you become more proficient?

My heart is moved by the demon's experiments.

"Alice, it's..."

But!

Now I'm reflecting.

Problem, I won't wake up.

"Alice? Silver hair. Alice! It's weird!"

Running around me a little bit about what's wrong.

Come on, no matter how you do it, when I started thinking black for what it's worth, my fist bone fell on that kid's head.

"Geez, hey!

"Stop it because you're embarrassed! Really, sorry!

The same redness as a fucking kid makes me want to hang my hair.

Girl with a healthy looking wheat skin and a scab but oddly suited.

Probably my sister, flat apologized to her, and the fucking kid was taken intact.

"Ha..."

That happened, too.

As such, even though it is noon, people walk around the sparse streets to see the shops.

There are also fruit shops, vegetable shops, butchers and fish shops.

Does having fish mean it's also an ocean nearby?

I don't even think it's frozen and brought from afar.

In the meantime, I looked around the store without buying.

Three lukes for one linnal.

1 luke with vegetables that only look like radishes.

5 Luke with a fillet of meat I'm not sure what it is.

4 lukes with fish like yours.

Well, you'll get a change when you buy the ingredients for your family and go home.

I'm in charge of what I buy, and I'm supposed to make dinner, so why don't I make some curry, if I can?

"... hmm?

Come on, when I started thinking about shopping, a big carriage came into the streets.

It seems unusual for the people of the city to gather their gaze on something.

Of course I joined the crowd.

The carriage has a splendid design that entertains my eyes as a beginner from different worlds.

And I thought something was a little suspicious about the clouds.

If you look closely at the approaching carriage, the part of the load is like a barn.

You're right that the design is the same.

Design-bound barn.

Such thoughts.

And the man who manipulates the horse and the man who sits beside it seems quite nagging.

Your man looks pretty heartless. Cold faceless, but brunette, brunette, well handsome.

Though I have a bad eye.

Wouldn't that be as good as Mr. Scion's when he was old?

Though I have a bad eye.

……

I looked so enthusiastically, I got eyes on him.

Well, I don't care.

The magnificent man next door, if I may say so, creates mafia-like force.

I have gray hair all back, Captain Hook. Nice to meet you. I'm hiding one eye with my eyelid.

There is no way you can be tough.

Ah, not if I'm involved in this.

If I get involved in this, Mr. Zion will piss me off again.

I'm not interested - I went back to shopping in the mood - but I did.

I did, though.

When the carriage passed directly across, I finally figured out what was in the carrier, so I turned around.

In the audience I kept paying attention to, only one of them moved weirdly, and the person on the carrier turned to me.

How old am I now?

Semi-long blonde.

Tired blue eyes, like despair in the world.

I don't have the volume of Mr. Theon's chest, but the place to leave and tighten is tight, a different model shape than mine.

Like a spectacle, such a girlfriend is transported in a carriage cabin.

No, it's a spectacle.

"... slave?

Whether you picked up my words that whined or guessed, she looked down sadly.

The carriage went straight down the street.

The people who were finally turning into spectators are also going back to their daily routine, albeit deliberately.

In the meantime, I watched the carriage until the end.

Before I was blind, I felt eyes in contact with 'her', who turned around again.