Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

Maryam married him, and the Buryeags returned to their usual routine.

The collector also had already sent a habituated routine to the extent that it could be called the usual routine. Sleep during the day, set aside just before dusk for autonomous magic research, poison organization, and repetitive training, which is routine. And at night, I do the night police, staring at Boo or something before and after dawn, painting.

In those days, I saw a sailboat across the desert.

A collector who hasn't counted a clear date since coming to this desert, which seems scarce for something called seasonal change, except on hot days and very hot days. I didn't remember today being a few days or anything, just to recognize it all at best due to the change in color of the moon.

It was about a hundred days after the shipwreck in the Sauran desert and about ten days after Maryam's marriage, given that the moon had changed color the other day.

A sailboat that keeps getting closer and closer.

The Buryeag tribe, naturally more sighted than the zodiac, could not have missed it, and the boat regiment became noisy at first sight.

Sailboats marching through the desert.

The collector stared at the sailboat swallowing that there was such a boat besides the sandboat, but when he approached where the sailboat was, his eyes dotted.

Why, in this place, do you encounter?

Hayato was on the deck of the sailboat.

It only looks really small, but it's certainly a hayat, and some other cous stands out for Alice in a tongari hat and her overhead raspberry ears.

But at the same time, the collector found another person on the deck.

Have you come this far?

Yobi, and Elida.

The Buryeags were moving to a strict state of siege. The convoy is quiet, but the noisy signs inside are leaking slightly.

Large sailboat with silver hull.

It was an unknown being.

Other than the sandboats manipulated by the Buryeag, there has never been a ship or anything else going down this stream of sand. In addition, if I may say so, the ship was proceeding against the sand currents.

It was obvious that one day they would catch up, as long as the ship was aiming for a flotilla, even as they pulled apart and fled.

Therefore, it was taken as an interception attitude.

Feeling the tension of the Buryeag people on their skin, the collector once painted them and turned beneath Nirufal.

To inform you of your own qualities and those of those who are to come.

If we get here, we can't ignore it.

The sailboat had already approached a position discernible to the human on the deck with the naked eye of the collector. Still, there is considerable distance, but there is no guarantee that there will be no other protection of the enemy system like the acari, and it is also likely that they have been captured with the protection of Hayato, the Spirit's Favorite (Bonnie), who was on the deck. Because we can talk to the Spirit, it may also be possible to personally identify by the Spirit who cannot normally do so.

More importantly, you can't hide because you have Irida and Yobi. I had promised an interpreter, and I have a consciousness that I have irresponsibly thrown Yobi's care at Irida.

The collector briefly told Nirufal, staring at each and every step of the sailboat.

"Okay. Come with me."

Having heard it, Nirufal believed without question the words of the Zao, leaving the occasion to Farood, and turning under the chief.

"... No, you won't be able to do that"

The collector, still having difficulty travelling on board, groans sadly at Nirufal, who runs to jump over the unstable flotilla.

Then, even as Snow White, who was behind the Zodiac in silence, sighed, he grabbed the Zodiac with his tail and followed him after Nirufal.

- Gee?

Next to the treasurer carried by his tail is Azrona, who is equally always carried by snow and white, tilting his neck somewhat pleasantly.

A similar thing for Snow White, both the keeper and Azrona.

He felt that way and was a treasurer who was secretly in a pitiful mood, but he rethought that he was as good as Azlona, the mutant species of the Feilongs, and with both his hands he shattered the Azlonian hyena he was looking forward to.

Still quite a long time, Azrona. This was the first time they had all been carried on their tails, and in a strange emotion, the collector stroked his snow-white tail all along Azrona, rubbing it in a fuzzy way.

- Guru!?

Knowing or not such a roar of snow and white agitation, the sawdust was carried as it were.

When he arrived on the sheikh's ship, the guiding collector was pulled with his tail in momentum, but what he saw in Nirufal, or on the contrary, even the sheikh, was routinely flushed, it may be said, is evidence that the collector was familiar with the Buryeag tribe.

Silver sailboats and boat regiments walk together at a certain distance.

The sailboat was in odd shape as if it had added an outer ship and hovercraft. It was propelled by a huge propeller on the outer wheel and aft like a water wheel next to the hull. It's not rising off the ground like a hovercraft on Earth or a floating ship in this world.

Sailboat Creation (Ski's Braznil) is equipped with an outer ring and propeller created by the protection of Puppet Creation (Golem Master). Undressed, but less burdensome to the brave who are activating the protection the more it is a simple structure, they made a trial and error during the crossing and settled into this form.

"- It's Hayato Ichikawa. I am aiming for the eastern edge of this continent. No hostility, exchange of information."

Hayato, standing on the deck of a large sailboat walking together, raised his voice.

"The Elliovar clan is the chief, and the Buryeag clan is the chief, the total bowman Goudals. You can't let something that's not our tribe into the Boat Regiment -"

Respond with a voice that passes low but well with Goudals, a beautiful sturdy man of magnificent age.

Numerous brave men and their parties, including Elida and Yobi and otherwise Tor and Akali, were staring at the interaction between the two from the deck.

"- But if we're going to talk on that ship, let's talk about it."

This was the answer of the upper levels of the Buryeag tribe. Talk about the collectors and their own code, unknown ships. Take them into account.

Discuss aboard a ship that is an enemy land.

Hayato didn't even anticipate that too rigid suggestion, he looked a little surprised, but ni laughed.

- I understand.

Several conditions were discussed as they were on deck, with some elders and the bow of the most boat, the deputy bow, jumping onto the ships of the brave men. He was not a mundane being with the elders in the Buryeag tribe, but a negotiating being on the front lines. If anything happens, the tribe will not perish with Anahita, the chiefs, and the young people.

It was the role of the elders of the Buryeag tribe to assume the first role in the tribe that might die.

Then the sailboats and the convoys went hand in hand with the tension until the sun went down, but when the discussions between the two were over and a temporary system of cooperation was laid, it was the vigilance that would not solve it, but the extreme tension was resolved.

Meanwhile, the collector, speaking of what he was doing, was pulling on his own boat.

During the day he painted, as usual, a picture on the side of the sleeping snow white and the Azlona sleeping with it.

Either way, if I can't interact freely now or something, I'm not willing to actively engage the braves. However, it was also an honest feeling that I didn't know what to do, and I couldn't deny it if they told me I had given up thinking.

A tall metal noise is sounded.

That was already when negotiations were concluded and extreme tensions were resolved.

When the collector heard the metal noise indicating his visit and opened the door of the boat, Nirufal stood. Plus...

- Long time no see.

That's what Elida called it, and behind it, Yobi lowered his head small.

"... Long time no see. Since Anquar."

The collector answered that without hesitation.

But it was the Zaitor who said to Nirufal that he could not bring Elida and Yobi here. I never wanted to see you, etc.

"You're the same. Whoa, long time no see."

Pushing away such a collector, Snow White snapped his neck out of the door and made his nose snap.

"There's a lot of them. I hope my boat comes."

That was suggested to Nirufal, who once needed to be present in the name of surveillance, and the collector turned to you.

There was also Farood on the boat of Nirufal, but only to greet him with few words, as usual.

The collectors sit in their seats as they are guided. Whether the boat was warm besides my thoughts, Irida and Yobi began to take off the cold gear they were wearing.

When I looked at the two again this way, nostalgia came up in the collector as well.

Irida of two or more large giant species, instead of one head, compared to the zodiac. a sharp and stern face on brown skin, chiseled

It brutally hits the redhead like a lion, but its wild beauty has never been compromised. The leather armor appearance, especially with large breasts and shoulder area exposures, should not have caught the attention of the collector.

The collector still manages to gaze, and now he sees the yobi.

Yobi of the Bat Beast race are targeted for Irida, and their skin is white, fine, and even fluffy. The scarce lights in the boat go hand in hand with the gray hair up to the waist, and she is a woman like a light fire, as the name suggests.

But instead of the smooth body, the chest wrapped in leather armor was large, even slightly protruding from the area that was heavily exposed from the sides to the abs due to the pterygoid membrane in the arm.

Neither of us seems to have brought weapons as a condition for coming here.

That's how everyone in the car seat looked at each other and Yobi, who had not exchanged words earlier, started talking casually.

"- Long time no see, Master (Nyhanker). Now it's time for me to repay you"

Nothing like a greeting, not a funny word given Yobi's previous.

Fortunately, Nil-Fall and Farood don't seem to understand Yobi's words. They have no particular reaction, but if they understood the words, they would almost have serious misunderstandings.

I realize that. The collector looks disgusted and tries to stop it, but further frustration ensued.

"- You'll interpret, won't you, sir?

To the exact words of Elida, the possessor makes a bit of a clog of the almost uttered words.

"... give me a break"

When I managed to squeeze that out, Elida and Yobi just looked at each other and smiled.

"Interpret me if you can, as you can see here. In the name of surveillance."

When Nirufal, who was leaning his neck towards the interaction of the collectors, said so, the collectors explained the current interaction, even though he looked a little disgusted. Of course, hold on, capture the circumstances with Yobi and Irida's personality.

Elida and Yobi were once again speaking to Snow White while the collectors explained to Nirufal and Farood.

But when Snow White, who was behind the treasurer, stood up, he leaned against Irida's body and clung.

Beauty and leopard. They are indeed two picturesque people. Although he looks like a normal beauty and leopard because he is a giant species, Elida.

Irida becomes a kyoton for a moment, but soon she laughs nicely, guessing why, and takes out the skittle she was wearing on her waist.

"Heh heh, you smelled it"

The snow white that saw it sparkled my eyes. And again, drink. I rubbed my face against my friend and said hello.

Yobi was face-to-face with Azrona at Yobi.

Yobi and Azlona staring at each other.

Azlona seems to be concerned about the pterygoid in Yobi's arm, is it the same? and intrigued and close to Yobi.

Yobi stroked his hyena without fear of Azrona, a single-eyed, legless flying dragon.

The nostalgic Azlona jumped joyfully, deciding that was not the only enemy. He was excited to mistake it for his kind.

"Ah, hey..."

A collector, who had given various and detailed explanations to the Nirufals, tried to stop Azlona.

Azrona is growing enough to fly with Maryam on her back. Maryam sticks out somewhat, but grows big enough not to be hugged in a normal race.

But the fear of the treasurer was useless.

As Yobi gently held Azrona, the collector remembered Yobi's arm strength and turned again to the Nirufals.

"You're a troubled kid."

With that said, Yobi smiles with Azrona in his arms and strokes his back as if to soften the child.

What a soft atmosphere and voice, unlike Snow White and the Caveman. Azlona somehow felt relieved, like a child, I missed Yobi.

Irida and Snow White.

Yobi and Azlona.

Having finished explaining to the Nirufals, the collector somehow tilted his neck inside to the appearance of Snow White and Azrona, who would not leave beside them. I could say that I felt alienated at any rate.

"So, what brings you here? Are you helping them cross?

Irida, who had already begun a snow white and a whispering liquor platter with a small lid of skittle, turned to the collector again.

"They just happen to cross, so they just let me ride in exchange for training. But if I didn't, it wouldn't have been here."

Elida hung up there once, looking a little embarrassed, but continued.

"- I'm here to find my mother. His name is Yolanda. I looked it up in Lesiharm, and there were rumors that she fled to the desert with the princess of the bone race."

"Rumor has it you've come this far?

"Half of it. Did the other half flow to Longhua Country, or did he die?"

I don't feel sad about the color of Elida's voice in the crack of looking for her mother.

"I heard about your shipwreck in the desert. Look, to that association employee with glasses."

Unexpectedly, Livka's story came out, and the collector remembered his nostalgia and just a little sentimentality.

"I was worried, but they flushed me here. Then there's nothing I can do."

The collector turns his eyes to Yobi from Irida.

Yobi put the Azlona he was holding on his lap and stared at the zodiac, to the zodiac's gaze about what he was going to do when he got here.

"In return. I have been accompanied by Mr. Irida, who has taken care of me so far with a slight force. And you could be here, if you were here, and now it's time to repay you....... but that's about half. You can live wherever you go already. That's why I came here because I wanted to."

I could only hear the words, and the collector felt satisfied for some reason. It looked as if the ancient paintings, once faded in the antiques shop, had been restored and resurrected by the hands of men, becoming famous paintings and regaining their brilliance.

Regardless, it was Irida who polished it up so far, and I'm only a little bit of a trigger. But that should be enough to make you feel satisfied.

Then we talked a few things and broke up once with the Iridas. It's a code, so I can't help it.

Sending the Iridas, to Nirufal, who came back, the Caveman spoke of his earlier interaction with the Iridas. I revealed everything, with nothing else to hide.

"... a giant Yolanda and a nasty boner."

"You know what?

"I know, but it's not something I can talk about easily. There are a few things to check. You have to talk to the chief."

That's what Nirufal said, and that day's story is over.

That's how ten days went by.

Tomorrow we will arrive at a branch to the eastern end, but before that it coincided with a welcome feast.

As a result of the exchange of information, the Buryeag decided to follow the will of King Kuro-hsien to welcome western outsiders, whilst putting their cooperation in the crossing on hold, along the detour to the eastern end, to that branch. As we tour the desert, it can be said.

Black dragon cliffs.

Rising cliffs appear abruptly as you head east through the desert. From there on was the Black Dragon's Nest, from which no one was supposedly gone, except King Kuro-hsien, who supposedly disappeared to the east. Although black dragons are weaker than spiritual dragons, which is hardly an exaggeration to say spirits, they boast unparalleled strength, such as the Red Lotus Fei Dragon, which is said to be the apex of the Fei Dragon.

Therefore, the only way to the eastern end was the north-south detour, and the Buryeags decided to guide the brave men to the south detour in the sand stream.

During the ten days there was no active interaction between the brave men and the Buryeag tribe. Representatives such as Hayato and Tor, as well as the Buryeag, merely exchanged views and information.

That is the code, just as it was when the treasurers were. The lack of alignment with Farood or interviews with Anahita was not to be welcomed within the convoy.

However, Irida and Yobi will be troubled by the Buryeag tribe without going to the eastern end, so they will perform a vigorous test ritual in the near future and will also meet Anahita.

There was no interaction, but on the road, the braves were astonished.

I felt how superior the knowledge and skills of the Buryeag tribe were to the sandstream, which I also feel flat compared to the desert and sandstream that I have traversed so far.

The convoys and sailboats anchored in the desert with a bunch of chained anchors.

The Buryeags and the brave men begin a welcome feast in the shadow of their ships. It was the consideration of not entering each other's boats that feasted in the desert. Sand and wind were blocked by the 'Connector (All-Guard)', so it was not an issue.

Most importantly, the collector naturally did not participate in the feast, but Nirufal and Irida showed him the way, and the fact that Akari came to the collector's boat puts the situation at stake.

"- Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha."

The collector looked at the acari he hadn't seen in a long time.

Shortcut brunette, small, luxurious figure. I was a little uncomfortable with it before, but now I have a flashy look. Would the difference be wearing a dark green robe?

Apparently, he's angry. Was it because I could see you on deck but didn't call you like the Iridas did? I'm saying it's the first time you're pretending to meet me, no, it's just a clam irony, the collector laughs bitterly.

"... I couldn't see it because it was small, sorry"

But the collector who anoints the fire. He really wants to tease me when he sees the clams.

"Chi, it's not small. It's getting a little big."

A centimeter or so, a clam to add in a whisper that you can't hear.

"... have you grown a centimeter?

But the keeper who listened to it thoroughly teases even more.

Akari realised that the gaze of the treasurer was not on his head, but on his chest, trembling with a smugness. At the same time, he remembers and blushes the outrage of the collectors in that snowy mountain.

"- It won't change that way. I'm shrinking at night."

It was Marnya of the cat beast race who made a pimple of face from behind the clams.

By the way, height errors between morning and night, higher in the morning and lower at night. This meant that the height of the acari had not changed.

Acari shivering puffy with anger and shame.

Of course I know what it means that the zodiac didn't call himself.

That it would be bad for the other braves to know that Akali, who is supposed to not know the existence of a branch keeper who is a brave man without protection, not a hunter's clan, is close to the keeper.

But even though I know, it's been a long time, and I don't know if it's much.

Still managed to indulge in anger, no, I decided I didn't, and I looked straight at the collector.

"Really, it's been a while"

"Long time no see. So, what brings you here?

Akali begins to talk about the subject, even though she nostalgic that it is no different from when she was in Salehad to the words of a collector who can also be taken in the wind, which some people don't welcome to hear.

"Business, no. Several people were witnessing the figure of the collector from the deck. Ever since then, the ship has been carrying around with rumors from the collectors."

Simple telescopic abilities for birds, flying armor, heavy armor, and sailboat creation used by demons (Instant Tamers), simply enhanced vision. Even from that distance, the presence of the treasurer was said to have been well witnessed.

Akali seemed to have come to inform me that if left unspecified, the story could have a tail fin on it and the presence of the keeper could be dispersed in unspecified numbers.

Until I asked Irida, who just seemed to have been summoned by the collector.

"We cross the Sauran desert at the request of the album, no half-threatening, to the eastern edge of this continent. So I cannot say that there is no one in the ship who has inside access to the album. No, I think he's probably here. I don't know if that's aggressive, blackmailed, or unconscious."

"... you mean we should finally show ourselves properly here and stop talking"

Akali nodded with a strange face.

It is pointless where you shut it down to an insider, but if you succeed in shutting it down other than the insider, it is easy to find a way out of the information. That would mean some hitters.

"... ok"

The feast, open in the shadows of sailboats and boat regiments, was showing exuberance even at sundown.

The surroundings were lit up by the brave men, and the dishes offered at the feast were also by the brave men.

Unusual dishes for rare western outsiders, impromptu sales by merchant-minded brave men. There's no way I'm not thrilled. Especially the kind of underwear that was secretly bought and sold became very popular with the Buryeag women.

Trading methods were barter, but minerals such as emerald gold, which no one has seen on the Mido continent. There was no harm in the brave men either.

"Uhihihihihihi"

And laughing sloppily is a brave man closer than a brave man, such as a merchant.

I'm not messing with you, of course. I wasn't willing to do anything stupid like that because it's also costing me future business. Still, I can't help laughing sloppily because I can expect enough profit.

Of course, the Buryeag tribe was provided with an example mukade, a thousand years of legs, which is a classic in celebration. Besides, it seems Snow White has caught him, and a thousand feet bigger than the boat was sitting on a carpet laid in the desert.

No one approached me at first, but Akali and Marnya approached me a little bit, and I was handed it by the Buryeag women, and I called it pakuri without any hesitation.

"It's a little greasy, but you're almost like a crab"

"It's good."

Akali, whose collector ate something so hesitant. Dada didn't leave me deep in the woods. There was nothing wrong with it because it tasted so good that it was not comparable to the Green Devil (Goblin), which only meant protein.

The Buryeags also looked delighted at how small and adorable acari and manya were eating full, and the other brave men tried to eat mukade in the wake of it.

In such a lively feast, the Collector appeared.

And the treasurer and the snow white that came down from the flotilla, and the brave man that saw Azrona, stuck what he was eating in his throat. Some stopped chatting, and some stared at the possessor.

As the collector approached the center of the feast, so did the serenity.

"You can eat whatever you want."

When the collector says so, Snow White approaches the dish spread over the carpet without worrying about the palm and the surrounding gaze. Even though the brave party that was handing out the dishes is a bit, Snow White takes away the dishes he directs with his tail.

Behind it, Azrona couldn't even fly, crawling through the desert with a chick and chasing snow and white, but that seemingly yobi approached to hug her. but the snowflake sent his gaze and stopped his hand.

Then he stood beside Azlona and walked out to match Azlona's crawling speed.

Azlona also happily began to enjoy the feast with Yobi.

The collector also grabs the first tens of thousands of pairs of small years that were nearby and takes his head off. And I peeled off my shell, and I glued. It is already accustomed to Mukade.

A collector with a sandboat on his back, watching Boo and the feast.

There, Hayato approached.

It's Hayato Ichikawa.

It's not the first time, but I need to pretend to be the first. When the collector also named him back, Hayato bowed his head deeply.

"I'm so sorry I did that"

Apologies were received in the caves of the Allerduria Mountains. The collector guessed that he apologized again in disguising himself as a first person.

But Hayato had many other reasons. It wasn't just stealing protection. The failure of Salehad to see his companions, the thought of his companions, the fact that his companions intervened in the duel, the fact that his atonement was halfway through, the failure to keep his promise not to make contact in the future.

But I couldn't say that on this occasion.

The place remains sin quiet, and the Buryeags look strange without knowing what's going on.

Everyone was watching how it went.

who knew that the treasurer had been stolen from his shelter, and yet kept quiet of it.

Those who did not know that the treasurer had been stolen from the shelter, but did not look for the treasurer with all their hands about themselves.

Those who did not even know that the collector had been stolen from us.

Each once again thought to Hayat's apology, what he should do.

"... again later, face off with your buddies.... if you'll meet me"

Hayat said so, and walked away.

Acari and Thor, their friends, stand before the treasurer, as they are replaced with it.

"I'm Akali Fujisillo. I can't say anything, I can't look, I'm sorry."

"I'm Tor Hagiri. Though I didn't know, I didn't even look into it. Actually, I was finally able to notice at the stage of entering ReciHarm, but I made my own decision here and refrained from making contact. I'm so sorry."

"I'm sorry."

When Akali first, then Hanaki (Tor Hagiri) of "Spirit Summon (One Order)" bowed his head, Yamato Nanami of Sailboat Creation, Hibiki Igarashi of "Finite Storage (Item Box)", Kanade Igarashi of "Magic Transfer (Little Gift)", Akagawa Snowboy of "Operation (Solovan)" (Yukiko Akagawa), and Akira Shinjo of "Mimicry of Degradation (Copycat)" all apologized.

As Akali once talked about in the Allerduria Mountains, he knew that the collector had been stolen from his shelter, but he didn't know if he was coming to this world or not, and he was left with nothing but himself. In addition, he apologized for not even looking for the air, which also combined as if the collector did not exist.

Thor and the others apologized for not knowing that the shelter had been stolen or even that the collector was coming this way, but for not looking into what could have been possible, and for withholding contact with a discretionary interpretation.

Just like once, if this is a light apology, there's no way we can blame it or anything. There was originally little resentment towards the collector, such as the opposition to the person who didn't mean he did something aggressively to it.

"... oh. I'm talking about it now. I even got an apology this way. That's all right. Now, if you'll just keep my very existence as hidden as ever, that's fine."

When the collector tells them so, the summoners float in a uniformly relieved manner.

Cut it off, and those who were guilty of the treasurer approached it.

I noticed that. After Thor lowered his head once more,

"... I need to talk to you later"

That's what I said, I turned around behind the summoners.

Brave men apologizing in their respective positions. Of course, some people don't apologize to the collector that it's none of their business, but as a collector, it didn't matter. Like the Tors, I also don't think I would have to apologize for not knowing at all.

"- Please keep my presence quiet in the future. I'm me, you guys just have to live with you. Instead, I'm in trouble if you don't shut up. I think that's mutual. And few people know about this. If it leaks, I think it leaked from you. That's it."

Where some brave man had finished apologizing, the Zao told him so.

So far, few of the inhabitants of this world know that the collector is the summoner. And the treasurer thinks that the mouths of those whom he will know are strong. I've never been able to do this before, so you can trust me.

Slightly the brave men squeal, but it is also troublesome to make them argue, the possessor further told.

"And the big one is Snow White, the smaller one is Azlona. Both are smart. Talk and you understand, and you understand people's society. However, if it is attacked in any way, it naturally strikes back.... especially the snow and white are sensitive, be careful. All you have to do is discuss it and do something about it. As long as we're discussing it, no snow white or azrona will be hostile"

When the collector said so, Akali ran off with Pew and started negotiating only with Revenge, who had never been allowed to mumble. Seems to have been a wuss since I first saw him in a boat.

A few minutes later.

It's a negotiation between Akali and Snow White that started with a greeting, but again, Snow White just slaps Akali in the face with a long tail, just like before.

But the negotiations broke down, and it was a slightly unfortunate acari, but he had the odd look of indulging in tail uplifting and subtracting on his face and nibbling in depression.

Meanwhile, Marnya strikes to hug her just like she once did, but she is attached to a fast, flipped tail and ends up rolling.

"Why not?"

The collector loosened his cheeks slightly to the sight as if he had returned to the Allerduria Mountains.

Hayato, Thor, and Akari took the initiative to apologize and spoke to Snow White, only slightly easing the separation between them and the summoners.

She seems to be becoming a good woman, more importantly.

At the same time I have such an emotion for Akali, when I think about myself translating, all I can do is laugh bitterly. Thirty more if I rounded it up. That's right. The keeper sighed one more time.

"- Begin the ritual of acceptance."

When the summoners' apologies were over, the chief Goudalds raised his voice.

Just a short distance away, Nirufal and Irida confront each other without weapons.

It is the ritual of the test of strength once carried out by the collector, but it seems to be about making it an entertainment for the feast.

Elida and Yobi were certain to remain in the sandboat.

I know Elida's mother, but there are still circumstances and I can't tell you. The Iridas swallowed the request from the Buryeag clan that they should take steps to accept it.

Apparently it was Irida who said he wanted to entertain the feast anyway.

"Are you sure you don't mind?

Irida grins furiously. The giant race, on the contrary, is extremely rational compared to other races, Irida, but that's not the giant race, I don't hate fighting there. If that's also an arm test with bare hands, you can't lose as a giant species.

"It's for your knowledge, just do as you wish. I'm just not going to be able to help either."

Nirufal responded, as usual, but somewhere exalted. I don't hate combat enough to go with Nirufal and Snow White every day. You have a Farood to tell your brother in silence that you just need to figure it out with your fists, so you might as well take it for granted.

- Here we go.

Together with the signals of the Goudals, the two kicked sand.

And from the front, shake your fist.

Impact sound as if it had moved all the way in the mountains. At the same time, only a few of their feet are buried in the sand.

Each other's fists were piercing each other's cheeks.

They exchanged their eyes for fun and fisted even more violently.

To the sound of Shinshin and as if the mountains were walking, the brave men, instead, even the Buryeags, flaunt themselves.

A beating has been established with that Yrida, who outperforms even Hayato and Tor when it comes to simple technology.

Beating is established with that Nirufal who wields that super-weight sword and even has the power to approach the chief.

And look like we're having fun with each other.

It was a shocking event for those from the Mid Continent, for those from Japan and for the Buryeags.

The collector glanced at the yobi. When this is over, it is Yobi's turn next.

Yobi noticed the collector's gaze and shook his neck beside him with a bitter smile.

I can't do that.

I nodded back at the collector if he didn't say so.

That would be common sense.

When the collector and yobi were secretly sympathetic that way, one woman approached under the collector.

"- Nice to meet you, my name is Chris Florence. May I have a word?

I don't recognize him, but the collector guessed that it would probably be a party for the other brave men.

Chris reads and begins to talk about the expression of the Founder urging him to continue as the battle between Irida and Nirufal still continues.

"I'm sorry to be rude, but I need to ask you something. Will you persuade Mr. Irida and the others to cooperate in the crossing to the eastern end?

The journey so far, there was nothing uninhabited, and I was not anxious about Hayato or Tor's command. Still, there were many things that could only be spoken to and understood by the women, Elidah.

The collector was convinced that was the case. Irida and the collectors were close to each other to the extent that they could notice no matter how dull they were in the course of about ten days. Because he said he was your husband from time to time when he was in Yobi.

- It's up to him.

It is also an unpleasant reply, but this was all I could say to the collector.

No matter how reliable Irida is to them for as long as they have been, they do not deserve to serve the purpose of the Iridas to the collectors.

"Are you angry? Sure, you might have had a rough time, but they had a rough time, too, right?

The brave men close to this party member didn't seem to know that the collector had been stolen or that he was coming here. If there was no burden on the collector, there was no reluctance.

"My emotions don't matter at all, do they? The way the Iridas live is up to the Iridas to decide. If you want to change that, you should convince yourself."

Sounds angry to me, depending on what I hear, but I didn't feel that way at all about the collector.

Except whether it leads to Chris or not.

"... ok. Then why don't you tell me about the dark elves?

Chris changed the story when he decided he was unlikely to get any help.

"Ask them in person. It tells me everything. I don't know if I can tell you anything."

The collector also has knowledge, but I don't know if I can teach him that. So I just told him to ask himself. That is all.

"... Hayato and Tor told me about that area. But it's not about customs or anything, it's about how you can help me."

Chris would have figured it out if he'd seen the collectors get strange trust from the Buryeags. That's why I asked for it this way.

If the brave men were desperate, so were their party members. By the time we got here, we had been asked about nation-building and everyone had just cemented their resolve in each one. We would have crawled to the bottom without the brave originally, until we followed the brave everywhere if this happened.

If so, we have asked for the cooperation of the collectors that the crossing should be exceptionally easy if the cooperation of the Buryeags is obtained.

Oh, and the collector guessed.

Apparently, they can't attach the cooperation of the Buryeag tribe to the directions to the eastern end. The struggle to get here can be deduced from the language of relying on Irida, and the fact that the sand currents that accompany the Boats are full and that it also looks like a miracle to the braves could be deduced with the cheer that was rising from the deck this past ten days.

These guys are struggling, too, the collector replies.

"That's for them to decide, too. It's not good for me to talk.... Oh, you know what? Don't worry, I'm only telling you things that are rude about you."

I had not yet told them that I had been stolen or attacked.

Few things do the collectors know about the brave. There is no reason to know the achievements of the brave men since they came to this world. I felt that providing information in that state would only convey resentment. That makes it just impossible to follow the blame for influencing the policies of the Buryeags.

So I told him only how he was summoned and his power. Whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm gonna tell you what happened, but that's after the policy was decided.

"... Really? Sorry, I said I couldn't."

That's what they said, and Chris walked away, feeling that this had no pulse.

Once again, the collector turned his attention to the fun beating between Elida and Nirufal.

On the other hand, an elf who was listening to the conversation between the collector and Chris whispers to the party members in a whisper.

"... I can't believe I'm counting on some guy with a dark elf"

It was a sense of rejection because it had a history that followed from mythology. It is something not found in the brave men.

Dark Elves obeyed the Demon King and a vivid history has been told of killing elves in a brutal way that was supposed to have been his companions.

Longevity elves and racial historic sensations are different.

Still, 10,000 years ago was a long time ago, but it was a historical fact for the elves who weighed their ancestral oral traditions, and the dark elves were only traitors who had assembled themselves into demon kings.

"You can't drink red water."

Inspired by the stupidity of such an elf, the same party of albumians said that sideways about the water of the Buryeag tribe, now in the cup and in front of them.

Once the world was covered in darkness, the water was supposedly stained red, and for the Sandras the red water was ominous itself.

But it was a decision made by the heartbreaking braves, and they weren't willing to make a scene. Both the elves and the Albums stood still, saying that there was no way to make a scene here, also a small matter before it mattered.