All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

After eating breakfast and dropping off the sorceress on her way to explore the dungeon, Ren slept until after noon.

I ruined my head overnight without going to sleep. Sometimes it's a holiday and there's no reason to go against drowsiness.

Ren, who woke up sleeping only a few hours, served and ate what was appropriate out of the fridge. There is a stone that exhales the cold air produced from the dungeon, so it becomes a box that can be kept cool. This is inexpensive in urban areas where dungeons are created as reservoirs of food.

That's how he filled his stomach and headed to the training center.

Until today, the holiday the leader told me about. Exploring the dungeon tomorrow. I thought I'd wave my sword to make sure my body wasn't gone.

In that passage, I'll stop by Park Square.

Of course I'm not willing to use all the affirmations of a slave girl more than I have no income of my own. It's just that yesterday, they made a total denial and reminded me that I'm no more than a yadkari scumbag. I was really curious about the slave girl.

Park Square is surrounded by trees and can't be seen from the outside. From the entrance, take a peek at the rough square.

"Good night today!!!!!!! '

A wooden plaque, written in a masterpiece of momentum, was stabbed in the middle of the square.

"Ha..."

Crazy and Ren dropped their shoulders.

The training center is in such a way that each person uses a very large space.

Ren, who paid the default fee, found the face he knew there.

"Oh, you're in the meantime"

"Is that it, brave man?

Unhabitual blonde with a serene face that seems to grow well. He seemed to be watching the Knights and the Bumpers train somehow.

"Uh..."

Ren was stuck in words with awkwardness when he sat down after cutting such a snap.

The brave man speaks frankly as if to say he has nothing to care about.

"Don't worry. I don't feel compelled to take her anymore, and it's a coincidence that I met you here."

"Really? Oh, I'm Len."

"Right, Mr. Ren. Thank you for your help."

When Ren names him, he laughs without showing any remorse. I didn't hate it, it was a calm tone that I purely thought so.

"And are you all right? You don't seem to be sleeping very well."

"Haha, well, I can't sleep a bit"

Even though I said I slept a few hours in the morning, I still have a thick bear under my eyes. I guess they spotted that.

"But the brave ones seem a little tired."

"Oh, you know what?

Raise your eyebrows as if out of the way.

"Yesterday, the day before yesterday, the night was so intense."

"Heh."

That's brave. I admire how hot you are.

But yesterday, dude, about the night.

Chained together, the words of the brave come to mind the bedtime apron of this morning's sorceress.

You can't possibly have found out about Len's puberty circuit or anything else that was inadvertently activated, and the brave keep letting go of what happened last night in a smudged tone.

"How dare you, yesterday, have a blade blur your neck carotid artery into a sleigh. That was dangerous..."

"Huh? Were you talking about a dungeon?

"Hmm? Why are we talking about a dungeon?

Face to face with each other in an unmatched reaction. I can't imagine a female swordsman wielding a sword with a bee against a brave man trying to get home.

Len asks as he tilts his neck as to what it might be.

"How come the brave man is in the training center? And with the Knights."

"Oh, that's right. As a matter of fact, the city's Knights have a plan to officially assign a force specializing in policing, and I'm working with it."

"Oh, you specialize in policing?"

"Yeah. Until now, it's been mainly a war crackdown on murderers and criminal organizations, but I was wondering if I could take on the role of 'crime prevention' in a form that leans closer to the citizens. Not just as a force, but as an organization that included the capture of petty criminals, nomination arrangements, etc., a knight came up with a plan."

"I see. That's a great idea."

This country has a revolution and days are short. It's only recently that I've calmed down. Until four or five years ago, urban areas were also worried about the situation. The Knights themselves have been regrouped very recently.

"Until now, there hasn't been an organization that does investigations to capture criminals. There's no one to investigate crimes in the first place."

"Didn't you? Oh, but wasn't there more people called policing? Look, the patrol guy or something."

"Oh, that's what they used to hire."

Ren stares down at the knight in the training center.

There were only about ten of them.

"Um, now we're all...?

"Yeah. Well, two or three of them aren't here, but they're pretty much all of them. I mean, the patrol itself, it was something some members of the Knights would do after work, or crush the holidays and volunteer. Hire manpower at your own expense to increase the number of patrols, and then work with town hall nights."

I thought the numbers at least had the discretion and budget to hire a subordinate. Ren's face freezes.

It is more tragic than expected. That knight found out that he was in a worse position than expected and his spirit was worn out.

The population of this city is approximately 150,000. It was like ten people, and they were dying crazy and making an effort.

"So, it's them. They make money in the dungeons and recruit and train troops for policing with that money. They're knights themselves, so they get paid from the state."

"Heh."

In other words, I guess I'm going to make the activities they've been volunteering for official work. We can't just live off our own money to hire manpower, so that means we make our own money in the dungeons.

"Putting the army in the dungeon will have a greater anxiety element in the future. I was just wondering if it would be okay if a small group of people were to make money and build a force for policing with that money. Dungeons are excellent from that point of view because they are also influenced by public opinion"

"Something seems very strange about the allocation of burdens..."

"Of course, there are a lot of problems. It's just a very enthusiastic idea. It also depicted the idea that we could curb each other's growth if we created a confrontational structure between the Knights, who play a role as an existing army, and the Policing Corps, which we are going to form."

What I remember is the face of a knight who went to spit his stupidity at a slave girl.

I don't see the look on this occasion, but maybe he drew it up. Somehow, I think so.

"I was intrigued by it and thought I'd help by depositing the Holy Sword with the Church. I can lend my name as a brave man from the standpoint of being a commander, and I can give advice from the standpoint of how I can make money in a dungeon because I used to be an adventurer."

As he speaks, Fu and Ren recall one of the episodes of Brave Men.

He had been attacked by a family who had been separated in the midst of the valiant's activities and had lost his mother. That's probably why he wants to contribute to urban security, too.

To Ren, who is getting weird, the brave propose.

"Would you like to join the training, Len?

"Is that okay!?

"Of course I am."

If you are to receive immediate guidance from the brave, there is nothing more.

A brave man laid his hand on Ren's shoulder, impatient, with a serene expression.

"Let's tap the pattern into your body first. You don't have to try to be difficult. If something is done, I will return it like this. I'll teach you how to move."

"Doesn't that make the movement easier for the other person to read?

"It's easier to read, but it's better than nothing. Assuming it is read, it can also lead to a feint or a return move. We just need to gradually increase the pattern and be able to combine it. Let's do some special training with them!

Encouraged by the dusty and laughing braves, Ren crossed the knights to begin his training.

The training continued.

Ren waves his sword pale. Simulate with the knight so you can try. During the break, Ren undertakes the treatment of the knight he is training with. It's a mystery of healing that I just learned this morning. There are many scratches and punches, but the treatment of the mystery is greatly appreciated.

So to Ren waving his sword again, the brave throw encouragement.

"Sounds good, Mr. Ren! Patterns of reflection have been established! And then I can't get rid of my emotions."

"Erase emotions..."

"Huh. Make a switch inside yourself. The moment your head is switched on, the emotional circuit will be cut off and you will be able to function as one!

"Switch… Function…"

It is Ren who was just about to be flushed by his troubles last night and this morning. I actively incorporate this teaching when it comes to being very firm.

"The ideal is insects. Struggle without fear, without hesitation, without joy, like them! Fight without braking! It's just a sword to react to what you perceive and deal with!

"Insect... ideal... to be a sword..."

Erase your emotions and you will not be distressed. I can stand it.

That witch magician's smile will protect you, and it will be a sword.

Pan, and it switches on.

I am a roach. I'm a bee. I am a soldier ant. It is only a function of defeating the enemy.

From Ren's eyes, the highlights had completely disappeared.

"Nice, Mr. Ren! I like your muscles! Besides, it's great to have a secret to use! Be a good soldier."

"Stop it, stop it! Wheaton! What are you doing to our rookie!?

Suddenly my voice sounded.

He is the leader of Ren's party. He stuffs up to the brave men who oversee his training.

But the brave man usually smiled and greeted his friend when he appeared.

"Hey, Sieg! Look at this girl. Ren, you're a delicacy! It's the Hope of the future Policing Squad to be formed!

"Don't pull through on your own! He's a newbie to our party's expectations."

"Yep..."

The brave man turns his much-needed gaze to Ren, but the leader doesn't fit in.

"First of all, this guy's susceptible, so don't try to brainwash him!

"I don't like hearing people brainwash! Ren, I was just teaching you how to fight me! Besides, I'm sure he'd be better off under my command! He can be! I can be the ideal soldier your commander dreams of! Oh, Len! You would think so too!?

"I'm an insect. Just a function. Execute the order. Give me directions."

"Look at that!

"What do you say! Humane emotions are disappearing!

The light fades out of his eyes and there is no more discouragement in his voice, and the leader who sees Len, who is like three steps ahead of Ez Ann, eats and hangs on the brave.

"Wheaton! I'm scared of your theory of how to fight! Because there is something like you, I wonder if there is going to be an insect-based demon in the labyrinth that is supposed to be formed from human emotion that doesn't matter what you think there is no emotion!?

"That's a good place for reputation damage too!?

"Ugh! Because I don't really know who I am, I think my desires are honest, forceful, and greedy, and so on, brothers and sisters. Hey, Len! Come back here!

"I'm one in a group... throw away human emotions and stuff - ha!?

Reaching for the leader, he rocks his shoulder, and Ren returns to sanity.

"Oh, that? I think I could have grabbed something in a little while, transcended the human race."

"That was a shame, Ren."

"It's not a waste of time. Forget it, it's your fault!

Kick a brave man who seems to mourn him.

Brave men shrug their shoulders and question their leaders.

"Than that, Sieg. Wouldn't it be too soon to finish your quest?

"Oh, I did. I'm here to ask you for help...!

If it wasn't if you were doing crap, there would be a rush on the leader's face. Ren, who had just returned to sanity, hadn't told me a bit about the situation.

"He's been wrecked in the dungeon."

"Shipwreck? Who?

"That's him. Eh."

The face of the brave man and of Ren freezes in the name of the wreck sent out against the brave man's inquiry.

What the leader said was the name of the sorceress.