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

The mulled wine was sweet and nostalgic. Earlier, the mulled wine that Angelin brought as a souvenir was good, but the mulled wine that you can enjoy at Orphen's canteen is a memory. In fact, the taste may be different from those of those days, but when I drank it in a place where memory was aroused, it seemed trivial.

After leaving the guild, Bergliff was guided to a bar. It's the usual bar that Angeline has been socializing with. As usual, there are many people coming and going, and I do not stand out. So it's easy. Once at Marguerite, the elf, we stop at first sight, as if everyone was surprised. Bergliff looked around without hesitation. The noisy hustle and bustle are very nostalgic. When I was active, I always drank in such places. Although it is not a favorite store of the active era, it has a similar atmosphere everywhere, such as a place for adventurers.

"Hey, this is Angers favorite."

Miriam recommended roasted duck meat that was brought in. It is baked fragrantly with good skin and visibly greasy.

"It looks good." "Hehe, the birds I ate in Tornella were also delicious." "Is it a bird?"

And Anessa laughed.

"Milly, don't let the grease get on your hat? Do you need a knit hat?" "Buff! Fuff!

Berggriff smiled and scratched his head.

"Don't bully too much, I didn't know ..."

Charlotte tilted his head with a strange face.

"Hat? Did something happen?" "No ... well, variously."

Marguerite, engrossed in meat, turned up.

"What the hell are you worried about? Tell me." "Huh, I'll tell you next time! Oh, Mr. Bell, please before you cool down."

The firm duck meat was good because the fat grew as it chewed. Indeed, Bergliff thought that Angelin, who loved the egret birds, would certainly love this.

At that time, a man with a few bad guys who came into the store called out.

"Hey, look! There's an elf!" "It's unusual, it's unusual! I saw it for the first time!" "It looks like it looks fun." Let's drink it! "

Marguerite happily shatters his face. Anessa grabbed her shoulder as if she was stunned.

"Mary, don't accept this kind of invitation." "Oh, isn't that Tornella ..." "It's different from Tornella, Marie. I just said I couldn't follow anyone I didn't know. What?

Bergliff smiled bitterly. Then talk to the men who call out.

"Bad, but this child is naive. Would you please pardon me today?"

The men laughed brilliantly.

"Hey, do you have a guardian? Hey, anyway, Uncle. What are you going to do with your habit of prosthetic legs and holding up a sword? Are you going to swing properly?" "Oh, look closely, it's just an upper ball. "Your daughters, can you please us more? Come here." "Ola, it's in the way, uncle. Go somewhere." "Okay, calm down. Inside the store. It's annoying. ''

Miriam smiled laughing, folded her hands behind her head, and begged in her chair, beside the Bergriff, who was soothing the men.

"Oh, I've been fighting with" Akaoni ". I don't know what?" "Hah ...?" Akaoni "...?"

The men looked at the Bergryph with an open face. Then one person pulls his face as if scared.

"I've heard this! I'm sure you're the father of a" black-haired warrior "and a sword master ..." "That's right. "No, no, I'm such a large thing ..."

Anessa laughed mischievously.

"If you sell a quarrel, you have to choose an opponent? Strong, this person is strong." "No, Arne, a bit." "What are you talking about, Milly ...?" "Oh, hey! Look at these guys too. "Akaoni!" "I'm sorry!" "Cho, wait, I'm like that ..."

The men ate foam and ran away, not hearing Bergliff stop. Customers who were looking sideways at the fuss were talking face-to-face with each other.

"That's" the red demon ... "" It's stronger than the "black-haired warrior girl" ... "" It seems that the guild master was sitting down today ... " … ”“ What did you do… I ’m just a parent and child. ”

Bergglyph was depressed. It seems that today is already distorted.

"... I don't know how to stand out ... I'm afraid. And I'm sorry." "Bell-san is strong."

Berglyph sighed, wondering where to look ahead. He looked at Bergriff as Marguerite was impressed.

"Bell, you were a celebrity!" "No ..."

I feel that my gaze from the surroundings has become stronger, but there is no specification even if I go further. Take care and return to your meal.

The steps of former friends are unknown at this time. Originally, I didn't expect to be able to meet so easily, but I'm a little disappointed that my nose was broken. However, it seems certain that they played an active part in each. I was worried that they had fallen apart, but I had no idea why. As you can imagine, Bergliff thought it was not likely to be a positive reason. If you're part of that, you still want to find them and talk.

Lionel said it would increase the guild's strength and gather information. Bergliff was afraid to decline, but Lionel rarely gave him a step. In the end, Bergliff broke and accepted the cooperation. The condition is that it does not hinder the guild's operations.

"Did this store exist when Bell was active?"

When told by Anessa, Bergliff folded his arms and thought a bit. There was a store that was missing, a new store in a place that wasn't, and the city seemed to have changed a lot compared to when there was a Bergliff. The tavern that I often went to during my active days was gone. I used to walk around town to buy tools, so I thought I would remember the roads, but the memories of those days seem to be of little use. Bergliff smiled bitterly.

"... How was it? Twenty-five years ago, the memory was a bit vague. The streets are a little different."

I was surprised and turned around because I heard a voice from behind. The tavern master stood.

"Yes, my father did it."

The master said, and put a plate of pickled turnips and boiled intestines on the table. Then gaze at the Bergryph.

"... You're the father of that dark-haired daughter." "Oh, it looks like my daughter is getting acquainted ..."

The master sighed.

"... I think it's better to leave my wife to my daughter, but I'd rather do it myself." "Hah ...?"

With the bergrif opened, the master goes beyond the counter. Berggriff muttered with a blunder.

"... Is that so widespread?" "Ma, you know even the Master ... why?"

Miriam and Anessa also look strange. Marguerite grinned.

"Anger is an interesting guy. I'm looking forward to meeting him."

Bergliff sighed.

"There are a lot of people who have to explain ..."

Laughing when the junkie was tight.

"Isn't it the wrong way to raise?" "I didn't say so ...

Bergliff gave up and licked the warm mulled wine.

After dinner, we left the bar. The winter breeze was pleasant on the cheeks lit by wine. Bergliff was going to meet Angelin and rely on his accommodation during his stay at Orphen. However, the angel went to the public capital and was away. It seemed to be out of guess, but it seemed that Anessa and others were in charge of the room key.

"I don't know what's there, so I'm told to keep it." "Hmm ..."

This is not the case, but it is. While in Orphen, I decided to wake up there. It would be nice to manage the room while Angeline came back.

He greeted the boarding house manager with Anessa and gave an explanation, then entered the room. When I lit the lamp, the room was dimly lit. After confirming that they were safely in the room, Annessa nodded and turned back.

"So Belle, tomorrow."

After seeing them off, Bergliff looked around the room again. The room was small, but not much. There is a dish that doubles as a cupboard and a food shelf in a place like a worktop, a table and a chair surrounding it, a quadruple, a chest to put clothes, a small bookcase, shelves and boxes to collect adventure related tools, There's a sofa, a little table with drawers and a set of chairs. The bed is wide because it's easy to sleep, but it doesn't look like a girl living alone. However, Berglyf laughed a little, saying it was like Angeline.

Byak and Charlotte also moved to Anessa and Miriam's homes, so they seemed to be unused until today. Miscellaneous things that seemed to be homecoming souvenirs were piled up near the wall, but the whole thing was neatly organized and there was nothing to worry about except the thin dust due to my absence. Berggriff nodded reassuringly.

"I'm glad ... It looks like they're cleared up." "Your sister doesn't have that much, dad!"

Charlotte said and pulled the hem of the Bergryph. Berggriff smiled and stroked Charlotte.

"I guess so ... but was it good to be Shar? Is it good to be with girls ..." "I'm good with my dad!"

Charlotte embraced his arm before Bergriff finished.

Marguerite went to Anessa and Miriam's house. At first it was a suggestion to split between a girl and a man, but Charlotte didn't ask him to be with Bergliff, so he stayed together in this room. Berggriff looked at Bjak annoyingly.

"... What should I do?" "You don't ask me."

Baku says unfriendlyly and lay down on the sofa. Bergliff smiled bitterly. Pick up the futon of the bed and flap it by the window to shake off the dust.

"How did they sleep when Angers was there?" "Byak is always a sofa! I was sleeping with my sister in bed!"

Then, the order is to sleep with Charlotte. I don't mind it, but when I look at him, she lies on her back with her arm pillow and lying in a strange position. I was concerned.

"... Byak, I sleep on the sofa, so you sleep with Shar in bed."

Bjaku turned his face towards Bergliff with annoyance.

"Why? ... It's extra care, uncle." "Don't say that. You'll bend if you're sleeping in a strange shape while you're too young." "Know. You can't fit on your couch. Yeah, "Oh ... is that so too?"

Byak laughed small.

"You can see it. Stupid or uncle." "... Yeah.

Berggriff sighed, listening to Charlotte for a few moments, and then briefly walked up to the couch, picking up a junkie. Bjaku made his eyes black and white.

"What's going on!" "It's light. Are you eating properly?" "U, sir! Release!" "Yes yes"

Bergliff threw the junkie into bed. With a humming noise, Bjaku fell down on the futon. A Charlotte with a comforter covers from above.

"Caught!" "Teme! What are you going to do?"

The belgium struck the forehead, striking the forehead of the futon.

"Dirty words become a habit. If you talk, your mind will be smoother." "So whatever!"

Berggriff laughed naughtyly and stroked Bják's head.

"I'll be silent here and sleep tonight."

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A figure stood in front of the dungeon grate. She is thin and has a round back. He was wearing a black robe and wearing a hood.

"Hey ... Hey" canopy breaking! "

A wrinkled voice said so. Casim, who was lying in prison, woken up with annoyance.

"It's noisy one after another ..." "Shut up! You're going to be sick in this place! Get out of here and get the" key "!"

Kasim laughed at me.

"Do you know what Oira knew? Did you say that you're already out of bounds?" "Don't playfully! You're saying I'm short on power! If you're lingering, you'll be overtaken by Schweiz "It's not something I've heard of"

Kasim lay down on his back again. The man in the black robe bit his lips, but with a spooky laugh.

"Isn't it okay? Deny the foundation of your existence. Did you have to be done because you have to do something? Did you deny the work to be done and you are alive? Where is the reason, are you going to deny that you've come, are you going to say that being a nobleman here was your living meaning? "

Kassim turned around with annoyance.

"... of course, isn't it? Yes, that's right." "Oh, that's right! Being able to do something is worth it. You're saying that!"

However, Casim muttered without looking at the man in the black robe. Obviously not for men.

"I don't know if I'm alive ..." "...? What is it?" "Would you forgive me? We fought a lot, but still ... "" What ... what are you saying ...? "

Casim looked into the black robe.

"Oira was too tired."

At that time, the sound of the armor was heard from the stairs. The man hurriedly turned his robe.

"Get out of the way anyway! It's just free!"

The man in the black robe sank in the shadow of his feet. Kasim sighed. A group of armored soldiers came in to swap. A captain-like man in black armor makes a suspicious look.

"... Is there anyone?" "I was talking to the shadow of the wall. Is it bad?"

Kasim said in an easygoing manner. The man in armor squinted for a while, but soon opened his mouth.

"It's your Highness's calling. Get out. Let's refuse this time." "Hey. What kind of business is Kimiko doing like an oily?" "Shut up. Get out quickly."

The man in armor instructed the soldiers to open the grate door. One of the soldiers looks as if surprised.

"Ta, captain ... this guy, fetters ..." "Hmm ... I'm not the other person who can be trapped in such a place.

The man in armor had a mock face. Kassim laughed as he clenched.

"Doraku ... I don't care."

The man in armor urged him with his chin, and the two soldiers stood holding Casim from both sides and dragged to the stairs. The man in armor laughed smirkingly.

"... If you lose the meaning of living, you're no different from a hero as a hero. Well, let's use it at best."

The soldiers walked away, and the dungeon embraced the cool tranquility.

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Morning light rushed into the room through a thin curtain. Angeline first moved in the bed and woke up. Long hair has become a habit and crumpled and wavy. It is good to go to bed, but it seems that it was dawning while it was on the other side of the roll, although it was somewhat restless. Still, the memory is ambiguous, so I suppose I slept.

He came to the Grand Duke's mansion and was tired of encountering Villar, dressed up and down, talked to Liezerotte, and was taken by her to meet an insane man named Kasim. On the head awake, they all seem to be dreams.

"... I wanted to make my dream and meet my dad."

Angelin muttered, groaning on her pillow. The face swells deeper than the usual pillow, and the texture of the cloth touching the skin is also finely crisp.

"Muh ... fluffy"

The beds in the Bordeaux family residence were soft, but comfortable enough for Angeline. Here is a ring and soft. It ’s too soft to settle down. The beds in Orphan's house are hard, and the homes in Tornella are blankets on straw. On the other hand, I felt so sleepy on a bed that was too soft because I was used to it. I wonder if nobles who are used to this soft bed can not sleep on a hard bed. Angelin thought that getting used to the body was horrible.

Instead of sleeping twice, I was just sleeping in the bed and the door was knocked.

"Good morning, Angelin. Are you awake?"

Angelin gently wakes up and gets out of bed.

"I'm awake ..."

Upon reply, the maids came in. There is no figure of Gilmenha. Angelin wondered what she had to do. It may be that they are still collecting various information in the mansion. The maids laughed and giggle when they saw the faint Angelin.

"Huh, did you get a good rest?" "... Honestly, not that much." "Oh, oh ... even have breakfast?" "Yeah, please ... I'll do it." "Changing clothes," "You must comb your hair," "Well, here, Angelin-sama," "Hah ..."

Angelin, who moved in front of her, was surrounded by maids, and her hair was combed and her nightdress changed. I do not know what to do, so I am left as it is, but I am not used to this kind of thing. Rather than feeling bad, it's somewhat shy.

After changing clothes, it is breakfast. Breakfast was light, but still noble. It is not a hard thing baked from bread, but a fluffy and soft white bread. There were soft-boiled boiled eggs, roasted vegetables and smoked meat slices, and thick soups like pumpkin's. Angelin, who was all calm down, asked the maid, sipping tea after eating.

"I'm dressing up today ...?" "Yeah. But yesterday the general direction was decided, so today I'm going to pack more. Fufu, Angelin-san has beautiful skin and hair. It's also pretty. It's worth the dressing. It's a story only here, do you think that it is not inferior to nobles? "

Angeline dyed her cheeks. It's not as good as that, but it's a bit embarrassing. Although accustomed to praising as an adventurer, it is itching to be praised as a girl this way. It wasn't so much yesterday because I got excited with the maid, but it seemed that the shy smell was even more aggravated when I was calm down like this.

I changed my clothes like yesterday. Apparently not going to be bright, but going with calm shades. It's kind of funny to change your appearance, but taking off and wearing is still tiring. Fighting demons is a different kind of fatigue.

The dresses were finally decided around noon, and the maids who were satisfied with the glittering decoration of Angelin went out to prepare for lunch, saying squeaky. Angelin sat deep down on the sofa and relaxed.

"Is the aristocrat doing this thing every day ..."

I muttered.

"It's not so." "Wow !?"

Suddenly, Angeline turned aside, surprised. A maid figure gilmena stood grinning beside the sofa. Angelin sighed.

"Don't be afraid ..." "It seems like you're tired if you don't notice about me, fufufu" "Yeah ... I suppose you have physical strength, why?" People get tired when they are exposed to that power. "" ... I feel like I'm joking. "" You have to learn how to parry, fufufu. "

Gilmena laughed and brewed tea and placed it in front of Angeline.

"Well, take a break. Then it's time for lunch." "Hmm ... what about in the afternoon, courtesy?" "Yes. I also have to remember the congratulations dedicated to the Lord. "No, there isn't. Well, how to bow and walk?" "Don't be afraid ... how do you walk?" "Well, an elegant dress, You can't just walk in front of your Excellency and go gracefully. You're going gracefully, fufufu. "" I don't think that's my pattern. "" Yes, I know. , "I'm just an adventurer," she says. Please tell me "

Gilmena bowed in silence. Angelin loosened her mouth. Then, at lunch, Angelin drank on a different menu: fluffy omelets, steamed potatoes, roasted chicken thighs, steamed river fish sprinkled with spices.

Angelin was impressed and wondered how often such different items could be arranged. Even if you do not spend money on such a thing, the taste is so good, so the same menu looks good.

"It's delicious, but ... I feel like it's a waste of money. I guess the house shouldn't be so large ..." "It's just to show power." "Power?"

Angelin tilted her head while drinking tea after eating. Gilmena nodded.

"It means that you can have this many items, or you can prepare such a gorgeous thing. Wealth is naturally connected to power. Even Angers get free when you enter a mansion, right? Luxuriousness is a kind of intimidation, fufufu, "... surely."

Even better, this is the Grand Duke's house. It's a mansion that can be intimidated by a noble opponent.

"... It may be more troublesome than a bad high-ranked monster."

Gilmena laughed somberly. Then he looks at Angelin from top to bottom.

"But it's a good dress, it's a good hairstyle and it's pretty cute."

Angelin pinched her skirt while she was shy. A soft dress with a subdued hue based on a greenish blue system. The decorations are modest, but the key points are accented and luxurious enough to have no taste. I'm a little restless because my shoulders are out, but it can't be helped. The hair is arranged into a hairstyle that takes advantage of its length, with the upper half being partially woven. Light hair ornaments were also attached to the places where they were tied, and when standing in front of the mirror, Angelin himself seemed to lose himself for a moment.

"I'm shy ... I wonder if my dad will give you praise?" "Yeah, I think Anger's dad will also fall in love. I wonder if she'll be crying." What do you do then? Fufufu "" No, that's absolutely no. "

Angelin swelled her cheeks. I'm just suffocating to marry a nobleman. Anyway, it's nice to be polite, but I want to change my mind a little. Angelin said so and decided to walk around the house a little bit. Gilmena laughed at him.

"If something happens, you have to remember the shape of the house." But be careful with the brothers of the Grand Prince. "What about Rize?" "That lady isn't at all dangerous.

Angeline was relieved. Riezerotte remains innocent. I wasn't worried, but I couldn't believe anything if that innocence was behind. Angelin stretched and turned her shoulders.

"Well ... would you go with an enemies inspection ..." "I'm going to accompany you, young lady. Fufufu."

They grinned and went out of the room.