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

It is a two-storey restaurant. The decoration of the eastern style is ubiquitous and has an exotic atmosphere. From the eaves, many red lanterns with paper were hanging and shining. Imagine if you went east in search of Percival, the whole town would look like this. Then, I felt like my heart was uplifting for some reason.

When I tried to open the door, it opened from the inside. Steam wrapped around the Bergryphs. From there, a couple of drunks came out saying something they couldn't understand. As he opened his way, he muttered as Kasim was impressed.

"I'm thriving." "Oh, it's lively .... I'll keep Ed and others waiting, so let's go."

Heating magic The shop is warm and warm. Bergliff looked around as he swept the snow, took off his cape and rolled. There are a lot of round tables, and a lot of drunks are in good mood drinking and cooking. Waiting girls dressed in eastern-style outfits were coming and going with the tray. Apparently, there are no Edgars. Kasim said, sweeping down the snow in his bowler hat.

"Oh, it's been a long time for an eastern-style store. I've been to the Imperial City a few times, Oira."

More than twenty-five years ago when I was in Orphen, the eastern nations were not familiar at all. I don't think there was a store with this kind of atmosphere in town. Somehow fresh and feeling left behind.

He was lightly puzzled by the exotic atmosphere, but when he told the clerk that he had made a reservation, he was taken upstairs. The second floor was divided into several sections by openwork partitions, giving the atmosphere of a private room. Still, there are a lot of customers and it is busy.

Edgar and Lionel were already sitting in their seats, and they were talking in a handless manner, but when they noticed the Berglyphs, Edgar massaged out the cigarette he was holding and smiled and raised his hands. Lionel bows down as if he was afraid.

"Thank you for the cold weather!" "I'm sorry, some snow is fine ..." "No, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Thank you for inviting me.

With the cloak on the back of the chair, Bergliff sat down. Casim took off his hat, turned it around, and then threw it into his luggage box.

"Oh, I'm hungry. How much do you eat?" "Well, let's go for a toast for now.

Edgar raises his hand and calls the clerk.

"Yellow sake. Hot. Bak, are you going to drink?" "... I don't like it." "Aiyo, then the cup is four-flowered tea. Five and six dishes are suitable. The meat is roasted. I have to remove the steamed fish and I don't care about anything else "" I'm used to it, Ed "" Well. Well, after hitting a good shop in the Imperial City, I'm completely into the eastern, Tsuka key Thai cuisine, and good for Orphen. I was saved because there was a store. ''

Edgar laughed saying that. Kasim muttered with his stick.

"Is that East Country ... Percy has gone there ..."

At present, the best information about Percival is that he stayed in the Imperial City for a while before heading to the eastern federation. However, there is no solid material. The story and rumors of the “Hao King sword” hero tan are simply moving eastward. But it's just a whisper, and there's a good chance that gypsies, bards, and travelers are talking about it.

The Eastern Federation is too far away to go with uncertain information alone. It is said that there are many small nations besides the well-known ones here, such as Tildis, Keitai and Bryo. Berggriff sighed and clamped on Kassim's shoulders.

"Okay, let's go without hurry."

Lionel rubbed his hands sorry.

"I'm sorry ... I didn't help much ..." "No, I'm really helped, Rio. Don't be too sick." "If you say that ... yes, but ... "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Oira has gone dark! Look, Rio, it's your comfort day, so be depressed so much! I won't take care of you!" "Thank you, Mr. Kasim."

Sake and food were brought in and toasted, and the tabletop became lively as soon as possible. The dishes that are unfamiliar to the Tornella and Orphan taverns are also gorgeous.

The yellow liquor, which was warmed to steam, seemed to go out of the nose, including a sip, and Bergliff flew his eyes involuntarily.

"It's a medium-scented sake ..." "Oh, you get addicted to it, this is it." "Is this a fish ... is it steamed? I don't know the smell ..." Wrap the fish in pork fat, put the eastern herb on top and steam it. That's good. "" It's interesting ... maybe this could be done with Tornella ... "

River fish can be caught in Tornella, and herbs can be harvested, although they are different types. Big river fish tend to smell bad, but with this approach the smell doesn't matter at all. Berggryph thought that the cooking repertoire might increase.

"Is this steaming tool sold?" "Steaming basket? Oh, I guess there was a shop specializing in eastern tools somewhere in Garakuta City. I'll show you this time." "Thank you ... Yeah, good." Is serious ...

Said Lionel. Bergliff was grateful.

"Huh? Why?" "Well, at such times, you're going to look at cooking methods and utensils. Usually, you just end up with good food." "Oh, yes? "I don't know, I don't know because I don't cook," "Eh, what about Ed?" "I? Well, in the past I used to take charge of Gil and Yuri in turn, but it was troublesome. I didn't make any elaborate things at the moment ... I don't want to make it just because I ask how to make it, but I just want to know why it's good. "

Seeing the confused Bergliff, Kassim laughed as she shared the dishes.

"Bell, as usual, Belle. But your food during the work was good. Even in a hard work, I was just relieved to eat hot rice." "That's it! Even though he was strong, he was also in charge of cooking, so I guess "Haou sword" or "canopy crusher" would be a step down? "" No, no, before that nickname came, I would say that I was E rank ... … It's the right place in the right place. ”“ But I guess ... Wouldn't it be great if you had Mr. Kasim and Mr. Bergliff? ”

Kassim embarks happily on Lionel's words.

"Oh, do you understand?" "Oh, I understand, because even now, even if there is a Belgryph in the guild, my shoulders are down a lot ..." "Why, why? I don't do anything. "I don't have it ..." "I don't know. Sometimes I just give a light consultation or get a close answer, and it sorts out old materials ... even if there's something. It's different just because there is a person you can rely on to consult. ''

Lionel hit the table with his fingertips. Berglyph makes his eyes black and white.

"No, I have a special thing ... Dortos and Cheborg ..." "Dortos is tough, Cheborg is brain muscle ..." "And then Ed and Yuri are there." I guess she's Gil, and she's fond of consulting, isn't she? "

Bergberg looked at Edgar. Edgar finally silenced the cup with silence. Lionel sharpens his mouth.

"These guys have no mercy on me. Mr Berggriff cares and she's calm, so I'm relieved to talk."

Lionel drank the cup quickly and laid a noise on the table.

"That's it! And it's a common sense! There's no common sense among those who are long adventurers! Damn, I don't think I'm another favorite and incompetent ..."

Lionel muttered down on the table. Edgar laughs as if she was stunned and hits her shoulder.

"It's too early to go around ... it's still a useless bastard." "Hah ... it's like I'm accumulating some indignation ..." "Well, the guild master is exactly the opposite of working as a free adventurer. It's ironic though it's the top of the guild. "

Kassim laughed and tilted his cup. Edgar bitterly smoked a cigarette, lit a fire and exhaled smoke.

"But I thought that Angers would also come today." "Oh, I thought so, but don't refrain from inviting me ... I guess it's gonna grow up?" I guess it would be useless to come to the place of the old man. "" No, it seems that Anger would be good if he had Bergryf ... Well, by the way, did not you find Belgryf's wife in the end? "

In Lionel's words, Berggriff smiled and included sake.

"... Well, that's just what he said without permission ... but I wonder if Angers wants a mother too?" "I said that. Belle-san. How much is Angers? Because you're asking for it, your life is your life, so don't be convinced, don't you? "" Hm ... yes. Thank you, Ed. I'm impressed by your heart. " Is there someone you like? "

Bergliff scratched his cheeks in trouble.

"If it wasn't that ..." "Fun? How about Kasim-san. Didn't you feel like that when you were together?"

Casim swallowed the food that was filling his mouth.

"I don't know how. Oira was a kid at that time, so I didn't know much about that. But now I think Satie was easy and the three oilers were often rolled in palms. He was a good person to tease people. Well, Bell? "" Yes ... I was teased or what ... "" I was thrilled when I stared at him because he was a beautiful woman. " I didn't really understand why I was throbbing at that time, but I'm sorry. "" ... Isn't it just that you were conscious of it? " "" Hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ed "" "Well, it's the sex of a man who is vulnerable to beauty" "Oh ...

Lionel said that and drank the cup in a breath. Edgar rubbed out the cigarettes as if she was stunned, and took a new cigarette. Give a sake cup and pour it into Lionel's cup.

"Well, get married." "Huh? With whom? There's no partner, uncle ..." "I don't like the insensitive bastard ...

Edgar lit a cigarette. Kassim grinned.

"I'm just bachelorous. I have one daughter, but no brides." "Don't say, you're sad," Edgar exhaled. "But I'm gonna be ready to get married, but I felt like when I suddenly had a daughter, Bell-san." "It was really difficult. After all, I have to do my usual work. ”“ And it's a girl. It seems that there are many things that a man doesn't understand. ”“ Oh, my friend's wife got a lot of advice and help. "Thank you, I grew up well."

Edgar laughed. Berggriff smiled and stroked his beard.

"Well, it's just one child, but it's hard for a boy to raise a girl. When I was little, my hair was short, I ran like a boy, and I bought some pretty clothes. I was a bad father, but I'm relieved to grow up as a good child. "No, if Bell wasn't good, most of the world's fathers wouldn't be good ..." You're doing well, Angers ... how much helped you ... "" Hah ... it's that child's hard work, but I'm still worried I'll be a little closer together ... "I want to sleep on the same futon." "Huh, I'm a very spoiled baby. You only know Anger "I'm doing it elsewhere." "That's right. Otherwise, I can't live alone at Orphen from the age of twelve." I was really impressed. "" I see ... I guess. It's natural because there is a figure I don't know. "

Certainly, Angelin, who he hasn't seen, is behaving properly for the year. That's why everyone longs for her and counts on her. With that in mind, I wonder if it's okay to let me spoil at least when I'm meeting. Berglyph smiled bitterly, saying it was sweet.

"But it's good to work hard as an adventurer, but I think it's better to be a little more girly. Hey, I guess Angers would be cute if she was fashionable ... "" Speaking of which, I was going to braid. I didn't do it when I came back, She seems to have started doing it after Shal did. "" Hah, yes, that's right. Didn't you feel a little fancy ... "Edgar frowned at the sake cup. "Ah, hey, sister, yellow sake ... no, no, it's muddy sake. And ... the hot pot contains dragon liver? ... Yes, then the hot pot. The ingredients are 5 servings." Put the meat and vegetables in the soup and eat it. "Well, are you selling that hot pot somewhere?" "Haha, I don't want to try anything myself. I'll go shopping when I'm off. Yeah, I think there is. "

Edgar smiled and rubbed out the tobacco. Lionel turns around and winds the tube, and Kassim laughs and answers. The juniper was eating the buds of a small bowl of wood.

Berglyph thought it was fun. I like drinking while talking to farmers in Tornera for work, but it's not bad to see such a lively atmosphere. It reminds me of the adventurer days. It is relieved to be on par with men of the same generation. It doesn't seem bad to be admired by young girls, but he still has a middle-aged eye and is a little restless. I was very grateful for the comfort between the men.

Kasim grinned after seeing a silently silently eating a dish.

"You're a shy boy, or don't you get stuck because you don't have a girl?" "I'm going to say something stupid ..." "Hey, you're too old. Who do you prefer? Anger, Milly, Arne, Marie or Marie? Is it a big hole and a char? "" Think, I'm surrounded by your pretty girl. I'm enviable, this one. "

Edgar laughs and reaches out for a poke. Byak frowned.

"Hello, my poor fathers ..." "I'm shy, don't be shy, I'm gonna keep it secret. So who is it?"

Bjaku turned his mouth sharply and looked away. Oh, and Bergliff leans his head. I feel that the reaction is different from usual.

"Jack, is it a fever?" "Hey."

But somehow his face seems red. His eyes also seemed to be standing.

"... I'm drunk?" "No, he didn't drink ..."

Edgar picked up the empty bowl and smiled bitterly.

"Sake lees dressed with wood buds ..." "Is sake lees a squeezed lees? ... Byak, you're really vulnerable to sake. Are you okay?"

Apparently, Jyak swayed to the left and right, with a little uncertainty. Kassim is laughing from the air.

"I thought you're just shit, but there's also something cute, hehe." "Gum ... Mum ..."

Jaak struck his elbow at the table with a regret and snarled. I am rowing a boat. Berggriff smiled and rubbed her back. This is just a 15 year old boy. At that time, a clerk brought a tabletop stove with a pot.

"Thank you for waiting." "Oh, thank you.

Edgar opened his eyes. The Bergglyphs are also surprised and tingling.

"What happened? Please vacate the space early, fufufu." "Oh ... what are you doing, Gil?"

Gilmena, dressed in an Eastern costume, giggled.

"You're a job, you look good?" "You're really a goddess ..." "Let's open a place quickly. Hi, good evening, Belgrif, Kassim." "How are you, Gil?"

Gilmeña held the stove with both hands and shrugged her shoulders dexterously with the sake cup on the tray above her head.

"That's exactly what you saw ... Is both of you happy to drink with these stupid guys? I hope you'll come along with me this time, I'll bring the ingredients ..."

With a stove and a sake jar full of Nanami, Gilmeña went away with a blank face. Kasim has an interesting face.

"Gill-yan is really interesting. I like Oira." "I have a long relationship, but I can't really understand him .... Two or two people have fallen asleep. … Oh, get up! ”

Edgar pokes at Jyak and Lionel, who sigh. They say something, but there's no sign of getting up. I just glanced a little. Edgar sighed as if he had given up and picked up the liquor and offered it.

"I can't drink it ... I'm gonna drink it slowly. Hoo, Belle-san."

Berggryph smiles and receives in a cup. Then he suddenly looked at Kasim.

"Speaking of which, Kasim. You feel like you're no longer shy." "I can't stay shy forever at this age.

Kasim laughed from the air. Edgar presents a sake bowl with an interesting face.

"Kashim, were you shy?" "Oh, he used to be unfriendly to those who first met him ..." "A little bell! Don't expose yourself because you say it!"

The two-colored soup was simmered in a pot and the steam moved around like a creature.

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When I got up, the sun was already rising, but it seemed like thick clouds were hanging in the sky. I just knew that it wasn't night at all. Angelin raised her upper body and scratched her head. The braids have been unraveled and the hair is crumpled and scattered with a habit. I don't know how much I drank last night, but I'm sure he drunk anyway, but even though he was going to get up, somehow his head was blurred.

"Hmm ..."

When I looked around, Miriam and Charlotte were rolling around there, and I was sleeping. The floor is covered with cushions and blankets, and the small fish are sleeping. Empty liquor bottles and dishes are often stacked on the table. I wasn't afraid to get up, and while sitting, I stared at the other side of the window, and Marguerite came out of the kitchen. She's so hot that she doesn't know if she really drank alcohol.

"Oh, did you get Anger? Good morning." "Good morning ... Marie, get up early ..." "What, are you a hangover? "I'm a strong drinker." "Okay? Isn't that normal? Oh, I made soup, but do you drink?"

Drinking warm cabbage and dried meat soup calmed me down a bit. It was last night that she organized a girls-only gathering and held a banquet for girls only, as Bergriff was invited to drink. Of course I was happy to be invited by Berggryph, but I was sure he would sometimes want to drink without hesitation between men. Angelin smiled, saying she was impressed by her filial piety. I became a self-controlling daughter.

"Because my father is kind, I'll do it if I ask him ..." "What, suddenly," "I told you that I had fun yesterday ..." "Hmm? That's right." "Isn't it fun? Didn't you know what you talked about?"

Marguerite grew laughing.

After staying at this house on the first day when he arrived at Orphen, Marguerite stayed there. She wasn't a small house to live with, and she would have been reassured that she could live with a young friend in a wide orphan. Now that he is good at cooking, he is now quite familiar.

Angelin stared at Marguerite. Silky silver hair, slender limbs, and features that make you think it's made. The elf princess in the West Forest is a beautiful woman. The elf race is all beautiful. Angelin wondered if Satie, a former Bergglyph's former friend, was so beautiful.

Marguerite moved his shoulders a bit, seemingly restless after being watched.

"... What is it? I'm sorry if I see too much" "Hm, I'm sorry ... Hey, how old is an elf?" "Well, it's more like a person. Some people are starting to appear, some are youthful even when they are seventy.

Satie should be in her forties for the same generation as Bergryf. Angelin thought what kind of person he was. Is it a beautiful person like Marguerite? If such a person becomes a mother, you may be nervous. A big yawn came out when I thought I needed to be prepared. Angelin deposited her body in the back of the chair and flapped her eyes.

"Would you like to go back when the shal gets up ..."

Marguerite turned his shoulders and snapped his neck, apparently feeling full. A great drinker. Angelin wondered which was stronger, Sasha in Bordeaux.

"Mary, how are you ... I'm tired of drinking?" "It's not that good. And it's fun to ask." "Hmm ... Didn't you say it's crunchy?" The beasts are weak, the work is sober, but not as free as Bell says, it's surprisingly interesting to try to discover something, and adventurers are still fun! I'm glad I came to Orphen. ''

Marguerite laughed. Angelin is entangled and laughs.

"Yeah. The kind of herbs, the characteristics of the place where they grow, the habit of the demon beasts, it's quite fun to observe ..." "Yes! I finally understand that I can not neglect that kind of thing! Taze "

Marguerite crossed his hands and snapped his fingers.

Marguerite has the same ability as Angeline. Angelin's mouth doesn't stop him from moving up to a higher rank. However, it is Belgriff's intention to start from the lower ranks without doing so. It is his belief that adventurers are not just swords, and in many ways they are. At first glance, it can be seen by carefully doing things that anyone can do in a plain manner. Reducing arrogance and working steadily leads to a longer life as an adventurer. Marguerite seemed to be grabbing it already.

Angeline, of course, was fond of this crude, yet honest elf princess, but it seemed strange and lightly jealous. Marguerite is now on the road he once passed. There is no envy for it anymore. Rather, I feel a slight sense of superiority as a senior. However, it's true that you feel like you've been taken out of Bergglyph. Marguerite, telling him what he had taught and what happened in Tornella, looked like a daughter of Bergriff.

Angelin bulged her cheeks slightly and pinched Marguerite's cheeks lightly over the table. Marguerite closed his eyes and protested.

"Nyanishanda" "... smooth"

The fine-grained marguerite skin seemed to want to be touched forever. I tried to be mean from a little jealousy, but because she felt better than I thought, Angelin released her pinched hand and rubbed herself across her palms, crushing Marguerite's cheeks.

"... Don't get in the way, Uri-uri"

Marguerite dyed his cheek and grabbed Angelin's hand.

"You're a really weird guy." "What's a weird ..." "But I don't think she's a daughter of Bell, she looks and looks similar ....

Marguerite reached out and rubbed Angelin's cheeks in vain.

"Gum ... I'm a picked-up child, so it's natural that they don't resemble ..." "Oh no, I guess ... I don't want to meet my real father and mother?" "

Yes, if you're not a real Belgryph's daughter, you should have blood-bound parents who bore you. Until now, I never thought about that, but it wasn't bothering me. However, the true parent abandoned himself. I don't know if there was any unavoidable circumstances or unavoidable circumstances, but I'm still giving up raising myself.

The scenery of sepia flickered suddenly, but disappeared immediately. Angelin was sharp.

"... But you just abandoned me? You didn't need it? I don't want to meet those people, and I don't want to see them over there." "Maybe ... but it's strange." What is it? "

Marguerite pinched his hair and twisted.

"Well, there's no other village around Tornella, but the babies that no one in the village knows are being abandoned? How did the abandoned guy come? Did you come and throw it away? "

Angelin crossed her arms. That's true. It takes a day to reach the nearest village of Rodina, and it's strange that you haven't been witnessed at all, if you've been thrown away from another place. However, it is unlikely that the villagers have abandoned it. If you're heavy, you can't hide it in a narrow, face-to-face Tornella.

Does Dad have anything hidden from me? If something is known, things that are inconvenient ...

Marguerite screamed with a scared face.

"I said, evil, it has a deep meaning ..." "Oh, okay ... okay."

Angelin sighed.

Stop thinking strangely. It is possible that someone who came into the caravans threw it into the forest with a strange face, or even if it came secretly, it could have been accidentally not seen by anyone. Above all, there can be no lie in Bergriff's affection. That's what matters to me. I don't care about true parents. Angelin concluded that.

"My dad is the" Red Demon "Bergglyph ... nothing else.

He said, but something strange was left. Marguerite nodded silently.