Another World Transfer in Game Character

I decided to take an expedition north, but both I and Aliusha have schools.

Yeah, I'm taking a break from the wheels, and I'm not going north.

The day after I asked Mr. Luiza about Mandragola, the expedition would be a week late because I had to attend school.

In the meantime, Aliusha was piercing the crude food so much that it would be more pathetic to watch.

As far as I'm concerned, I liked Aliusha, who eats well, but I think this is something different, no matter how much for style.

Even this day, as usual, we had lunch in the courtyard, but Aliusha's stubbornness was the same.

"Alusha. Look, how about this apple pie over here or something? I had Mr. Randell make it for me."

"I don't want it"

Alusha, who usually jumps in coveted sweets mixed with sweetness and acidity, turns away from Puy and shows her willingness to reject.

Basically, even though food is a child who eats properly, it makes me very worried about leaving it.

"It's not a good idea, is it? We're going on an expedition to the Kingdom of Corwell this weekend anyway."

"If I get fat by then, it doesn't make sense"

"Mmm, Aliusha's getting to be a difficult age, too. Do you have someone you want to show me?

"Yeah."

I tried to tear it up into a joke mix, and what a word of affirmation I got back.

Stupid. To my Arusha, oh my god, so...?

"So, who is it? Hey, Eldred? Then he needs to be prepared to die..."

"Yumil, it's your sister."

"Huh? Oh, yeah... right. Yeah, I'm not looking forward to that..."

I don't think I'm wrong about wanting to lose weight until I feel bad for you.

I like Fluffy Aliusha. Of course, I can assure you that losing weight won't change my taste.

I requested support from Senri, who is familiar with modern Japanese dieting techniques, but she is not familiar with the ingredients of this world either.

And I've been familiar with this world with different laws of physics for seven years.

The knowledge had also become a rather suspicious thing.

"It doesn't taste good to have a salad without dressing, does it?

"Yum. I don't need peppers, though."

"Oh, is that where you pierce likes and dislikes?

"Is that not delicious? It's bitter."

Aliusha's taste still seems to be childish.

I mean, it might prove that a diet is unnecessary, but if she decides to do this, she won't even move in Teco.

This is also an old personality.

Calvert and Eldrett looking at such Alusha with frightened eyes, somewhat.

It seems common in all worlds to be afraid of grumpy women.

By the way, Tema and I decided to go to school for a while because we said we couldn't eat enough together.

I don't think my friends are worth it, because it's the result of their care.

After such a subtle and tense week, the weekend finally came.

We had to go on an expedition to Corwell in the north, so I asked Senri to take care of them.

Exploring the labyrinth over the weekend is a valuable source of income for them, so I'm not going to take a break.

Faces heading to Corwell are Bok and Aliusha, plus Mr. Irvin and Mr. Louisa.

It's been a long time since I've worked with them.

Due to the limited time available for the expedition only for the weekend, the departure came as soon as the school was over.

It's going to be a night march, but I'm counting on Lynn's mobility there.

Hang the transport cage that you developed when you moved, and put Mr. Irvin and Mr. Louisa there, along with Seiko and Urara, on it, and fly north.

I brought them all the way to Slapenille and the others because I didn't know where the target Mandragola was growing, so I wanted to ensure mobility.

Me and Aliusha would have no problem riding Lynn, but it's also possible that the time will run out if Mr. Irvin and the others don't have legs.

Flying through the wind at dusk, I spoke to Mr. Irvin and his men who had been pushed into the hanging cage.

"Isn't it cold, Mr. Louisa? And Mr. Irvin."

"It's okay."

"I'm with you!?

"Tell me when you get sleepy, will you? Aliusha will force you to awaken."

"No, that's torture, not kindness!

Aliusha's [Lisa Collection] is turning into the magic of awakening.

It's also called magic that can beat a sleeper without asking questions.

Of course, there is nothing magical about curing state abnormalities, so there is no need to use this.

"Leave it to me, Uncle Irvin!

"I won't let you! And my uncle's a jerk!

Mr. Irvin looks well, surprisingly, even though he is blown by the night breeze.

It's supposed to be, too, with Seiko and Urara in the cage, so it's windscreen and slightly warm at body temperature.

Never, not the warmth of Mr. Louisa twirling with me in a blanket. Everyone fills the rear.

A long time ago, Lynn would have fluttered to the weight. Load up the weight and head north in a straight line.

Lynn has grown here all at once these days, and her body is getting bigger all around.

It's time to enter Talhan's labyrinth as tough as it gets.

In proportion, her ability to fly was also enhanced. With this amount of luggage, we can transport it without any problems.

At the same time, the flying speed had improved considerably.

That's how she burdened Lynn somewhat, while continuing to fly in the evening and finally reaching the labyrinth city of McCream in the middle of the night.

The Kingdom of Corwell has no such thing as an outer wall because of its national pattern.

I mean, Lynn, you can get in all you want, but if you suddenly descend from the sky, it's not weird to be attacked from your national pattern.

That's why I got off to the ground once near McCream, from where I was supposed to walk into McCream.

The hanging cage installed on Lynn has wheels and can be pulled like a trolley when in walking form.

Seiko and Urara, who were taken out of the cage, are ridden by Mr. Irvin and his legs showing off.

He came in late at night suddenly rolling up earthen smoke, one dragon towing the cage and two Slapenilles.

If there's no sign of us on top of that, it's a big mess.

Still besieged by city guards.

"If you think someone... that's the face you saw one day"

"Oh, wow."

With that said, even when I first visited McCream, I felt caught by this Osama.

I'm sure his name is...

"Because it was Osama's somehow Don... Osandon?

"Don't call people like cooking, it's Gordon!

"So-so, that Mr. Gordon. Long time no see."

Previously, it was when Aliusha was feverish and coming looking for Ambrosia.

I didn't even say hello to Locke, so I was a little concerned.

"Damn, why do you always appear so fancy"

"No, if you're on Lynn, you can only make a flashy appearance, right?

"That's true too...... now it's with Slape Neil's Omake"

Slapenille is by no means a phantom beast that can be treated like an omelet.

But in this Corwell kingdom, where dragons are being half-described, they are still seen one step down.

Seiko and Urara are protesting by sniffing uncomfortably and punching their hooves to the ground.

Mr. Gordon was a little lumpy in that protest that relentlessly shredded the gas and cobblestones.

"See, already. These kids are on an equal footing, so you can't treat them like a jerk."

"Oh, oh... apparently so. I'm sorry."

As Mr. Gordon bows his head, letting the cold sweat flow like a waterfall, Seiko and Urara get angry and grown up, too.

They are good listeners. Sometimes I underestimate you. [M] I'm still hammering my sidetail.

"Hello, Odysan. Today I came looking for Mandragola"

"Oh, oh? Uh, hello. Amazing, isn't it?"

Looking at Aliusha, who greeted her politely, Mr. Gordon turned his eyes round.

Alusha, who boasts the elegance of a deep-window maid and then takes action that also leaves her young, is bound to be surprised this way when the first person she meets sees.

"That's my Arusha. Or me. Because I think it's pretty mon!?

"You were too young before that. Eat more, rice."

"You're not fat for eating, this body"

"Grungy......"

Aliusha responded with a roar to me, who said something far-fetched in Mr. Gordon's induction interrogation.

Certainly for the women of the world, it may have been a word I should not have said.

Unlike Mr. Gordon, I scratched my feet trying to get out of the way.

"Yeah, well, we're here to find Mandragola. Don't you know anything?

"Another rare thing... No, I'm rarer than Amrita's flowers now, huh? That's because the cultivation method has been established."

"That's good. So, don't you know? Mandragola."

"Uh, sure, that only grew in a magical place, too, right? Then if we go to the sanctuary, there will be for sure, won't there?

"I knew it would happen..."

It seems that only one of the leading demonic grasses in this world, Mandragola, also grows by absorbing massive amounts of magic.

For example, it is the dwellings of the most magical regions of the world - namely the dragons - that would be suitable breeding grounds for Mandragola.

"I guess I'm growing up by the dragon's cunt or something again"

"It seems Mandragola needs clean water as well as magic, so isn't that it? It's a selfish nature to be vulnerable to moisture."

"For example, should we look for a place with clean water, less humidity, and more magic? Is there such a place!

"Normally I think so."

That said, Mr. Gordon picked up a few blind spots in the near field. One of them was in the deep woods, about a day's walk from McCream.

If you walk for a day, Lynn won't have an hour.

"But in the woods, right? Isn't the humidity amazing?

"No, that's the effect of the plants here that make it less humid. A cuckoo tree grows, and it absorbs water from the air."

"Heh, you look like a cactus"

"You heard there were plants like that in the south. It's just that this plant turns the moisture it collects into water and drips away. That means 100 percent pure water. I can't say it's an unusual habit, but it seems to be a valuable source of water for neighbors"

"Why not..."

"That's why most of Mandragolas grow in places with cuckoo trees. Well, I'm sorry to hear all about 'Seems, Seems'."

"I see. Powerful information, thank you!

Alusha and Louisa held me back for trying to get out of the city.

"Mm, what?

"Yumil, you're just sleepy now"

"I'm sorry, Yumil. I'm at my limit, too."

You can say that. Alusha, the kid, is usually already asleep.

And Louisa, a professional magician, is far weaker than we are.

With the forcible army from the evening, fatigue must have reached its limit.

"That's certainly true. This is what it came with, and should we stay in this town today?"

"It would help if you did."

I'm flirting. Mr. Irvin supports Mr. Louisa's shoulder.

Seeing those two, Mr. Gordon introduced me to the inn in town. You can stay in Dragon and Slapenille, it's a big inn.

That's the northern labyrinth city. The anti horsemanship measures were adequate.