An active hunter in Hokkaido was thrown into another world.

Morning.

"I'm hungry - -!!"

Shut up, Barristes.

I can't help it, so I'll make breakfast with Saran.

I'll keep it. Fry the rice in a large frying pan in oil, separately fry the chicken or onion, add water, season with saffron and salt, and cook side by side with the vegetables covered.

It's Paella!

I'm afraid it doesn't contain seafood.

"Ugh -!"

Ha ha. It will be delicious!

Paella is hard to fire and easy to fail, but she did well today.

Stir raw rice in oil first. If you don't do this, Paella will never work. That's the trick.

"Oh, you guys, you kept me waiting."

Our guild master, Mr. Buffalo Bal, has arrived.

Gone Gone Gone......

The clock tower of Wangdu rings. It's nine o'clock. That's a late breakfast.

"I'm finally going home... I'll go get the carriage, come alone."

"Aye."

Baristes Deputy Leader Mild stood up effortlessly and went back to the main entrance with Mr. Bal.

"Withdraw -! How long are you eating!

Mr. Bertier yells. Ha ha.

Everyone go to the water field and wash their own dishes. It's a hand rowing pump. Nice! You want to put this on my house, too! Should I add more bathrooms?

We're frying pans and dishwashing. Plus the tent breaks down quickly.

Sleeping bags and sheets wrap around and stick more and more into the magic bag.

A two-headed guild carriage, two of them, came out of the main entrance.

"Master, yesterday's commotion, after all."

Stop the horse, we'll all load up and get on board.

"Oh...... Yesterday, in the back of the church, I was investigating the summoner Keelis, and I ended up on death row for letting a lot of people die because I didn't have the magic trick to summon him, but then I thought he was a jerk or the Dino Dragon Summoner."

"Why do you do the trial in church?

There, you've always thought it was weird, haven't you? Isn't that what the state does?

"That's because you're the church hosting the militant party. To make the Church of Responsibility take it."

I see the country is no-touch on this matter. That's a good push for responsibility.

"But that's a terrible story to summon there."

"I'd do anything to get the death penalty anyway. The dyno dragon ended up eating Keelis. I couldn't help it because the one I summoned was gone, and I came out into the city after all the rampage in the cathedral, and I don't know all of it yet, but thirty people are dead, that's..."

It sucks to have a catastrophic catastrophe. The summoner...

"So, what happened, S?

"There will be a guy named Blamberche, the winner of yesterday's militant party. He came out and crusaded by himself. You're a brave man."

"Oh-oh."

"Well at the end of the day, I borrowed a lot of the guard's hand, but the decision-maker was still him. It's a big deal. A brave man."

That's good. I was relieved you didn't seem to find out about me at all.

"The brave one says, 'Thanks to Team Justice for attacking me before that,' or something. They're all gone. Now, I need you to put your face up, and Justine's people will be floating around with this."

... have they been wiped out?

These are stupid people.

I wonder if it would be a little gratifying to have people who are going to be in trouble in the future, because I was weirdly eyed by them.

"What's going on in the city?

"There are bodies everywhere. The body of a citizen, the body of a soldier, the body of a dynodragon on the body of Justine. It's a hell of a horse. It collapsed everywhere, it broke, it caught fire, and staying long seems like a hassle. Let's go home."

"I want to see that."

"I want to see it."

"Dinodragon, right? You don't have to miss it."

"Agreed."

"No, no, no, no, no, no. -!"

Mr. Bal yells.

"Get on it. We're leaving!"

Baristes' carriage takes the lead.

Mr. Bal will take the reins behind you.

I am an escort alongside Mr. Bal at your station. [M]

"Sin."

"Yes."

"You did something."

……

"I can't help it. You can't."

That's what Mr. Bal laughs at.

Is that a prospect?

"You shot the dyno dragon in the foot, didn't you?

"Well, I thought that was his weakness."

"That's just great. It would be about me and you to figure out that scratch. The Kingsville people don't know."

"You went to see it, Dino Dragon?

"Bye. You don't have a hand in missing that one."

"You're a bad man, Mr. Bal."

"You're too good a man. If we don't get around this well, we're not gonna make it out there, are we?

"I remember the liver."

"I can't brag about a word while I give you this much of a handle... I don't like it. You guys."

"I saw the militant party and thought. There is no one I can beat. [M] If someone wants to kill us, they can kill us easily. That's the world, here."

"Well yes."

You know very well, don't you? Mr. Bal is.

"Even that dyno dragon would have been knocked down by a brave man, even if I hadn't got my hands on it. I can't stand forward and point a gun like that. [M] In a world where such a brave man is, there's no more of me."

I wish I could, too.

"So I can't do this anymore. I stained my bones. From now on, we're going to protect Elf Village, come to the fur store once in a while, just like before, and live like that."

"... well. Mm-hmm, that's good too. I was a little too well, too. I'm gonna let you guys do everything, and it was sweet. It's my job to work out the young guys. If you're counting on something like that, you can't leave us with the ones that can help future generations. You'll be in trouble when you're old."

"Yes, I am."

"Right."

Ha ha.

When I turned around, Saran was nicking.

All I have to do is protect my happiness and live in this world.

That's the best part.

So my adventure is over.

You won't even be coming to the King's Capital anymore.

Goodbye, Wang Du.

I stood on your stand, turned around,

I watched the walls of the distant King's Capital for a while.

- - - Chapter IX, END - -