Boukensha ni Naritai to Miyako ni Deteitta Musume ga S Rank ni Natteta

The next morning I woke up before dawn and walked around the village again. Angelin was determined that this was the last moment and went up to his favorite hill to watch the sunrise and the village. The exhaled breath was still white, but the view from the hill was clearly greener.

After returning home and having a light breakfast, he folds the bed blanket and transports the straw to the barn. Clean and clean the back, and check the fireplace for fire. It's been a long time since the fire has gone out of the fireplace, which has been burning almost every day. Then put all the luggage on the cart. However, there is no such thing as when I came to Tornella. There is no such thing as a souvenir that you can take from Tornella to Orphen.

Bergliff finally looked around the house, checking to see if anything had been left behind or left behind. Apparently it seems okay.

"... It's been a long time since I've been here for a long time."

Bergliff stroked a pillar of the house.

"I'm coming out. Please wait?"

The house rang small. Bergliff smiled and knocked out of the pillar.

It seems that there is a thin cloud that did not exist in the morning, and thick clouds are covering the northern sky. It seems that the cold breeze is blowing somewhere and the mood of the recent spring has weakened. When we get out of the garden, we see some guys off and talk a lot. The young men seem to be sorry that the girls in the city will return, making some desperate faces and rolling up something. Anessa smiled and scratched her head, and Miriam was laughing. I'm not going to be with you.

No man talks to Angelin, who is known throughout the village to be talking to his father. However, Angelin didn't seem to care at all, and she looked at Anessa and Miriam, who treat the men, from the top of the cart. Berggriff was a little nervous as to whether this would give him a bride.

Kelly laughed and knocked on Bergriff's shoulder.

"You're a busy guy, Bell!" "It's something strange." "Come on, watch out. I'll see the fields." "Oh, sorry. I'll help. "

Bergliff smiled and knocked on Kelly's shoulder, slowly riding the wagon. My muscle pains still remain and I can't move very easily. The cart is spacious because there is not much luggage. Angelin comes in at once.

"Dad, are you ready?" "Oh, let's go" "Yeah, departure" "Yeah, let's go"

When Anessa moves the reins, the horse slowly steps out and the cart starts to move. Berggriff leaned out of the cart and told Kelly.

"Well, come here. I asked you to be away." "Oh, come enjoy yourself slowly!" "I'm not going to play."

Berggriff smiled and scratched his cheek. The carriage left the village, ran outside the plains, and gradually entered the mountain path. Because of the bad road, every time a hard wheel steps on a stone, it shakes. However, the pace seems to be faster because there is no luggage than when it comes. Where the slope is steep, get off the cart and push from behind. Horses are also creatures. Berggryph wondered if the road would eventually be improved, making it easier for the carriage to pass.

The clouds were thinning away from Tornella and the weather was fine. Clouds coming from the north do not seem to follow up here. He sat leaning on the back of the cart. Quickie hoods are creating shade. Anessa is holding the bridle in the seat of the imperial, while Angelin and Miriam are sitting across the bergryph and tinkering with the beard all the time. It may be extraordinary because you don't have it. But the tickling made Berggriff restless.

"Beard ... this is a bit slow. This is the bush." I want to tickle it. "

Even so, they just giggle and won't stop. Berggriff sighed, apparently having more daughters. Horses are on par with the horses, but the pace is still faster than on foot. You can reach Rodina village before sunset or about the same time.

Rodina is the closest village to Tornella. Although the village is small, there is a forest of acorns around it, and there is a thriving swine market. Tornella buys them from Rodina and sells wool, produce and goat skin to Rodina. In addition to such business relations, there are also decent exchanges, such as customers coming from Rodina at the autumn festival. However, Bergliff himself once stopped at Orphen to become an adventurer, and stopped twice on his way back to Tornera after stopping the adventurer.

Considering that, I don't think I was out of the village. I know the surroundings of Tornella walking around, but I don't know anything beyond this mountain path. Old memories are also vague. It seems that the mood is uplifting for some reason.

Gradually, the sun tilts west, and the shadows become longer. Although it was fine in the early spring, the wind seems to shake my body. It seems north wind today. Belgryph was changing his position many times, as sitting under the same cloth, even with a cloth underneath, hurt his buttocks. The three girls have familiar faces. It doesn't seem to be painful, occasionally changing postures and moving, but much less frequently than a bergrif. Anessa and others hold the reins without sitting down while sitting in the palace. Berggriff smiled bitterly, as though he was showing a difference with the active adventurer. It's been a long time since I sat on a carriage and moved like this. When the barley and potatoes are harvested, they go to the barn with their luggage in a cart.

"Everyone is completely used to traveling. It's a big deal."

According to Bergliff, Angelin looked proud.

"Isn't that great ...... great?" "Oh, great."

Angelin laughed happily, approached Bergriff and looked up. Then press your head round your shoulders and look around. Bergliff stroked her and relaxed her face with satisfaction. I was worried about Angelin's sweet habit, but I felt weight from the other side. Miriam is leaning on Bergliff with an enviable face. He took off his hat, which he would have worn, held it in his hand, and pressed his head over his shoulder, just like Angelin did.

"It's just Anger. Belle-san, isn't I too great? Please stroke it."

I wonder if it would be nice to have it stroked. But there is no reason not to stroke it. Miriam laughed satisfactorily as Bergryf stroked her.

"Bell, your hand is big." "Is that so? But you have a good ear. It seems cold when you get the wind ..."

According to Berggriff, Miriam erupted.

"Fufu-fu-fu! That's nothing at all. Look, touch it. Even if your hair grows, it's fluffy."

Indeed, the soft hair, which is not long but fine, covers the surface firmly and feels really good. It looks like fine fur. In this case, the wind will not be cold and it will not be cold. But then, Bergryf became a little embarrassed that he seemed to be saying something crazy.

"It seems like I was saying something wrong ..." "No, I'm so grateful.

Miriam approaches the Bergryph with a grin. The finger extended there and pierced the cheeks and pressed. Angeline is reaching out with a grumpy face.

"Milli ... Don't stick to Anma dad." "What?" "Well, it's a foul to say that to my dad. If you want to be my sister, you should beat me." "Hey! My sister Don't forget! "

The two squashed and squeezed into each other, arguing incomprehensibly. Berglyf swiftly escaped in front of the cart and muttered.

"I'm a good friend ...

Then frown at muscle pain. Anessa was laughing at the seat.

"Oh, there's no help for them ..." "Ane-chan, are you tired?

According to Berggriff, Anessa turned around and smiled.

"No, I like it from the beginning, like this." "Hey ... do you like animals?" "Well. Well, it's like always working with big animals ... and maybe you're used to it."

I smiled while watching Miriam playing with Angelin in the back. These three are really good friends. Berglyf laughed, saying she was glad she had a good friend.

After taking a break on the way, having lunch, and occasionally resting the horse, I went in earnest and eventually entered the acorn forest. Gradually darkness is coming down and visibility is bad. But I know the road, probably because people are coming and going. A dry acorn under the wheels hummed. Perhaps something that was not eaten by pigs remains as shells. I smelled a pig in the wind.

When the sun set, I thought that the light had come out beyond the forest and saw a village surrounded by wooden fences.

"I arrived, Rodina." "Hah, it was long."

Stretch and loosen your stiff body while riding the carriage. There was a crisp and crisp sound.

Talk to a vigilante youth at the entrance and get them inside. Unlike the frontier Tornella, robbers can be found here. Security is strong, and there are small inns, with merchants seeking pork coming in and out. I plan to stay there tonight. Looking at the village from the carriage, Berggriff muttered.

"I've been here for a while, but ... I don't remember at all." "How long has Belle gone out of Tornella?"

In response to Anessa's question, Bergliff scratched her head with a grin.

"It ... hasn't been out for more than 20 years." "Ah, that's amazing. Then it's a trip after a long absence." "Yes ... it's a strange thing."

I just thought I would spend the rest of my life in Tornella. However, Angelin arbitrarily said that he was a red demon or something, and that led to Helvetica coming to Tornella and talking about maintaining the highway. With this letter, she came out with her daughter and her friends like this. And the journey continues after this. Bergligh was somewhat impressed that her daughter would be an adventurer and she would also be on this journey. Life is a strange thing.

The inns were not very crowded, but still had merchants and travelers. There is a fragrant smell of burning fat, probably roasting pork. On the first floor there is a dining room and bar, where guests eat. There is a room for sleeping small fish in the back, and there are some private rooms on the second floor. Only the poor seemed to be guests, and although the private rooms on the second floor were open, there seemed to be little room in the small fish sleeping room.

Berggriff had three girls take a private room, and he tried to sleep in the small fish sleeping room, but met fierce opposition from the three.

"It's impossible to leave my dad out of the way ... I can't!" "Yes, Belle. Don't be lonely. Hey, Arne?" "U, yeah ..." "Because there's only one bed. "They can't sleep." "It's okay. With Dad, Miri and Aane sleep on both sides, and I sleep on Dad." "... Do you intend to steam your Dad?" I'm sure it's cold? I'll be able to sleep if you stick to it, surely. "" ... Mili-chan, do you really think I'll get in bed and you guys put it in? "

Belgryph's body is solid. Although not stubborn, the trained body is tall and naturally larger than the girls. Beds are not that big. If three girls are tightly packed, they will sleep, but with a bergryph, only one more person. At that time, Angelin said with a face that she had gained revelation.

"If ... if my father and I sleep in a private room, and Arne and Milly sleep in small fish ..."

Bergliff leaned over Angelin's head.

"I don't think about myself." "Mm ... sorry."

After the interrogation, the Belgryph turned out to be a small breeding room and the three girls were in a private room. Instead, they had to stay together until just before going to bed, and Angelin stuck and couldn't leave. We had dinner in the dining room on the first floor and talked while drinking a little bit. Angelin seems to be happy to have gone on a journey with her father. The other two are in a similar state. Berglyph felt somewhat smiling, she was still a child. No high-ranked adventurer would ever have been.

As the night went on, I went upstairs to sleep before I was late. Angelin, whose feet aren't terrible, is slumbered happily over the Bergryph. Berglyph frowned at the muscular pain, but gently sunk Angelin into bed and sighed.

"Let's take a rest" "Hello, take a rest" "Take a rest, Bell"

Bergliff left the room, picked up the blanket at the reception, and went to the small fish sleeping room. The fireplace is burning red and the cushions are rolling. Some are already packed with people in various costumes and are sleeping, some are still awake and talking, some are drinking and some are playing bills.

He watched his feet and sat down in the empty space. It is far from the fireplace, but warm because of the crowd. Bergliff slowly removed the prosthesis and placed it under the cushion that made the pillow. There are many types of travelers. Don't be stolen against the wall. Swords and valuables were kept in private rooms on the second floor, but prosthetic limbs cannot be left alone.

After seeing the situation, a man sitting beside him drinking alcohol came to talk.

"You are using a prosthesis."

An adventurer-like man. Is it about the middle of thirty in the year? The stubborn body seems to be forged and the arms are thick. The dull brown hair is beginning to thin, but the lower half of the face is covered with dark beard. The human face was a bit strong, but his eyes made him feel friendly. Bergliff replied with a smile.

"Yeah, it's been a long time." "When I came in, I didn't realize it was a prosthesis because I walked so naturally. It's like you noticed the sound of hitting the floor." I'm glad I had my knees, and without it I would be awkward to do anyway. "

Bergryf said, moving his right knee. The man squints as if impressed.

"But it would have been a lot of work to make it move so smoothly. No, I'm sorry. It's wonderful."

Bergryf was shy and scratched his cheek. The man presents the leather bag to Bergliff in good mood.

"What if you like? If you don't hate wine," "I can't help this.

Bergliff received and drank a sip. It's hard to say good, but it's fine. It tastes like reminiscent of the adventurer days. When he bowed and returned the leather bag, the man smiled and opened his mouth. He seems to be a talkative personality.

"Some people are traveling around the country as adventurers. I especially like to be with martial artists who are famous." "Ho" "Up north from Estgal and around Orphen, Elbren, and Asterinos. Here. Before coming to Rodina, I stopped in Bordeaux, but the adventurers there were also amazing, especially the girl named Sasha, the sister of Count Bordeaux, was incredible. There was, but I started to lick the soil without help. It is said that it is still AA rank, but that is a talent. It will be promoted to S rank soon. "

The man spoke in good mood about the situation with Sasha. Indeed, Sasha seems to have raised her arm. Berggriff was listening quietly, occasionally hammering. The man keeps fueling the wine.

"Yes, I heard rumors in Bordeaux that there is a sword master living in Tornella. He doesn't come out of Tornella without asking for any habit or fame. He says he uses furious sword skills that are not ashamed of that nickname.

I sweated cold at once. Smile grows stronger.

"No, no ... I don't know ..." "Mm, yes ...", even the master "Sakai Bordeaux", even Sasha Bordeaux, hasn't been able to win yet. I'm surprised that he's the father and teacher of the Black Maiden of War, who lives in the far northern part of the Rhodesian Empire, and he never imagined it. " "I don't want to worship the sword technique, I'm on my way to Tornera. I heard that" Akaoni "is a prosthetic leg with red hair, but you also have a prosthetic leg with red hair. No, no, I'm just calling out, ha ha ha! "" Ha ha ha ... there was a strange coincidence. "

With a dry smile, Bergliff laid down a blanket, beating a man who seemed to be still unspeakable, saying, "Sorry, tomorrow is early." The man lay down, saying "yes, some are early in the morning," and began snoring quickly. He was relieved and closed his eyes, saying he was glad to have a relaxed personality.