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

As the sun shines on the plains, the grass wet with morning dew shines. As I walked through the stomach, the hem of my shoes and trousers got wet. As the Bergryph breathed, he drifted white and slowly disappeared.

He was always looking around. Even on the morning of the Spring Festival, it is essential to keep an eye on daily routines. Rather than a sense of duty, it is already a daily routine, and it is worse to not do it.

"Father"

Angelin came from behind, holding Bergriff's hand.

"It's a nice weather ..." "Yes.

There is haze around, and the sky is still whitish, but it becomes more blueish as the sun rises. A spring-filled treat delights the tongue, but for the villagers who have shrunk in the cloudy winter skies, the radiant sunshine may be the best treat. Angelin, standing next to her, lost a lot. Bergryf smiles at it.

"Is Anger going out tomorrow?" "It depends on the peddler ... I think it will probably be."

She has already talked to a blue-haired female peddler and will return to Orphen on a piggyback after the Spring Festival. Probably, the peddler who came this time will form a caravan and go south. It seems that there are enough carriages. Angelin held Bergriff's arm.

"Well, work during the summer ... come back before the Autumn Festival." "Haha, haven't you said that before?" "I used to be called by Estgal and couldn't go back ... but this time ... We're back, so we're all going to pick rock cowberry ... "

It seems that Angelin's remnants in Tornella are no more than that. Bergliff smiled and stroked Angelin's head.

"Yes, let's do it. By that time ... I think the dungeon story was a little more organized."

In a sense, the village of Tornella, which had been floating, was brought back to reality by Helvetica, for better or worse. Whether a monster opponent has an adventurer of unmatched strength, the story will change when it comes to running a guild. You can't do anything with just your strength. It's a pleasure to have an understanding and supportive lord, Bergliff stroked his beard.

"... I'm back."

Angelin, as he remembered, went down the hill quickly. Bergliff breathed a bitter smile, seeing it off.

Somehow, I was able to find out that the angels were planning something. It is obvious that Percival and Qashm are among them. It's definitely not a good thing, but it's a cute thing that is easily perceived. Well, I think I'll be deceived silently.

A white haze rises from the sunlit plain. The wind blew to blow them away, swaying Berghryph's hair and cloak. When I left Tornella when I was young, I remember remembering to climb this hill this morning. The sun was shining in the morning mist and the wet grass was shimmering. Although the season was autumn. Smoke rises from the chimneys of the village houses. Worship will soon begin in the church. Bergrift kicked the ground twice with the right prosthesis and then slowly went down the hill.

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When I opened the barrel of apple liquor, a sweet scent mixed with alcoholic spirits drifted. It is one of the pleasures of the Spring Festival to open the apple liquor that has been prepared in the fall and laid down during the winter. Even if it is made in the same way, the taste differs slightly depending on the year or barrel. Some have a good taste, some have a strong sour taste, some have a habit.

After worship, go to the square and it's already a banquet. In recent years, crop yields have become stable and it is becoming difficult to survive the winter season, but in the past, going over winter was hard and harsh. In old tales of the pioneering era told by old people, we hear stories of those who starved because of lack of food. At that time, the warm spring should have been really appreciated. It may not be comparable to the joy of that time, but of course the arrival of spring is still joyful. The villagers, thanks to the apple liquor, thanked the main god Vienna, the spirits, and the spirits of their ancestors for passing the winter without a hitch and for the warm spring coming again this year.

"Yeah, it's a pretty good one this year." "It's better than the one I tasted earlier. I'm strong." "Helvetica, please here." "Thank you."

Needless to say, the lord's sisters are also at the banquet, and the liquor from the high sun is already rising. While the meat and fish roasted by the bonfire smelled good, the musicians of the village and Lucille rang their instruments. The children bounce around in time with the sound, and they are all brothers. Lucile's sixth string and singing voice seemed to reach the ears. The usual northern music was mixed with the strong rhythmic sound of the south, and it sounded fresh.

"Shikeshakebei ... Yakumon, Kamaman" "Ah? Ah ... amusement. Yoshiyoshi"

Yakumo, who was leaning apple wine, stood up with a spear in one hand. Look around a little and find a small ball that the child plays and pick it up. He popped it in the air and caught it dexterously on the spear ram.

"Come on, everyone is here. Even though your main business is a savvy adventurer, let's break up with the old days of digging and earning a spear and cone, and dance and see."

After a smooth mouth, the ball rolls over the slanted spear handle. She seemed to fall, but when she dexterously moved the spear, the ball moved as if by itself to cling to the handle of the spear. If you hit it, the ball will fly in the air.When you catch it, it will roll in a spiral around the handle, return to the other side through the yam spider's arm, shoulder and neck, and return to the handle of the spear carried by the balance as it is And dance in the air again. The ball is kicked up twice or three times at the toes, then rides on the top of the head, then dances in the air again, this time at the tip of the ram.

The villagers applauded the movement of the ball as if it were a living creature and the movement of a yam spider dancing supplely. The yakmo lowered his head and threw a ball at a nearby child. Immediately the children swarm, and they are noisy as to what is alive or what.

"That's terrible. Yakumo-san ..."

Angelin applauded to Yakumo, who was sitting next to him.

"Well, this isn't such a big deal." "No, it's really amazing. Did you do street performances?"

Anessa said. Yakumo sucks a smoke pipe.

"Well, when I ran out, when I didn't have a decent job. I went up high and occasionally changed my mind to change money. So I came across that dog." "Oh." "I see, there was such an opportunity."

Miriam said and laughed. If you think of them, they are a quirky combination of East and South. I didn't hear what the timing was, but Angelin thought it wasn't surprising that this was a street performance connection. Yakumo exhaled smoke and gently turned to Angelin.

"So what happened to your evil mechanism?" "It's not evil mechanism ... in the future" "Fun? But what should we do at the wedding?" "Percy-san" Says Kasim, who says he's going to chew in front of everyone ... "

Yakumo dropped the ashes of the smoke tube with a bitter smile. Of course, Angelin's willingness to celebrate the marriage of Bergliff and Satie is enough. However, at the same time, it's true that the two easygoing people want to see where they are in trouble.

Planning doesn't mean much. Occasionally, they pull out the two, and all the villagers celebrate. That's it. But it wasn't even known to Angelin himself whether he talked to almost all the villagers secretly to do that, either seriously or stupid.

Either way, it's not clear whether you're going to be in a busy banquet, chilling out a lot, and consequently not saying that if they get closer together as a couple, it's not gonna be a mess It is a plan.

Anyway, we should just enjoy the festival now, while keeping an eye on the timing. Angelin licked apple wine and looked around the plaza without any intention. Satie was watching twins and mits bouncing to the music, and Bergliff was talking over there with his fathers, such as Percival, Casim, and Kelly. Angeline swells her cheeks, even though she doesn't have to be separate at such times.

Selenium came over there.

"Are you like this, Angelin-sama?"

Selenium sat down opposite Angelin with a relaxed look. Miriam offered a sake jar with apple wine, and Selenium received it in a glass.

"Mr. Niimura is tired." "Don't make fun of me anymore. But I'm still a bit confused with water in my ears." "I don't mean right now, don't you care so much?" ? "

Anessa says that Selenium laughed.

"On the other hand, it feels easier to be right now. I feel like I'm going to be thinking too much when I'm ready." "It's good to be serious ... good."

Angelin reached out and stroked Selenium's head. Selenium squinted as if tickled. It doesn't seem to be full.

"What about Helvetica?"

Anessa says and looks around. Selenium moved his eyes.

"Beyond that ... ah"

In sight, Helvetica is presenting a sake jar with a weeping pillow next to the Bergliff. Bergryf doesn't seem to have refused while smiling. The Percival are laughing.

"Sister!"

Selenium stood up as if rushed and ran there. The yakmo laughed as he clung.

"I'm going to fall asleep. I'm not a win-winning person, but I'm an indifferent person." "Don't worry, my dad's kind .... Hello, Helvetica!"

Anessa and Miriam hold down Angeline's attempt to stand up fiercely.

"Hello, what are you going to do? Sit down."

Yakumo laughed at Angelin, who looked dissatisfied.

"It's okay to be crisp, and there's a feeling that those who have a foes will burn up."

Miriam grinned, and the Yakumo turned his eyes black and white, as if he was eating.

"... I don't care about me." "Well, was it a star?" "Does Yakumo have such sweet and sour episodes?" "I want to hear ..."

Yakumo blew smoke with a bitter look at the three daughters who were approaching. The three of them say smoke and smoke by hand.

"Noisy, noble horses ... but you're probably younger than me. That's one or two stories that came up.

The three looked away.

"... No" "No ..." "No ..." "... Oh, oh"

All three are somewhat sad. Yakumo dropped the ash from the smoke tube with an unclear expression as to whether there was a sense of crisis.

Marguerite, with three skewers in his hands, came in and leaned his head with a strange face.

"What are you doing, you guys?"

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Helvetica was displaced by Selenium, but nevertheless seemed to take a step near Bergliff.

"I'm not going to eat it separately. It's another Belgriff sacrifice." "Ha," "Sister, do something ridiculous like that." "How," "Hell, Helvetica. No matter how much you approach me," "I'm sorry to hear you approach. Is it annoying to express your affection?"

A man named Bergliff who can't be impatient if he says so. Even more so if the opponent is Helvetica.

Bergliff glanced at Sati. I'm a child opponent with Graham in the distance. I don't even look at the Bergryph. She looks so relaxed that I wonder if she might be trying her. Kasim laughed, waving an empty glass.

"Hey, you're an irresistible chan. Hey. Hey, take it into account." "Yes, I'm glad. How about Percyval?" But I'm so nervous. I can't help being a woman. "" Hey, my father told me a lot. But I'm really glad I was a woman. "

With that said, Helvetica winked to Bergliff. Bergliff scratched his head in trouble. You can only laugh like a demon. It feels as if the woman underneath has more than one turn in the ball. Kelly laughed at me.

"It's like seeing what Bell looks like." "Hey guys are painful, go on." "What are you talking about? ..."

Bergliff glanced at Helvetica. I'm smiling and looking back at me. Berggryf's hands on his forehead would have been nicer in such a situation. Even if I decide so, I can't say anything to the face. It's necessary, but you'll notice that it makes you sad. Helvetica when he came to recruit officers was easy to treat, but since then she has been peeled off, or from a mood like a puppy, it seems to be innocent and warm enough to be used as a weapon I think it has become They can't treat their children. He is the worst opponent of Bergglyph.

But that doesn't mean he's going to fly to Helvetica. I love her, of course, but it's a relationship, not a love or a couple. I want to be tight, but I can't. Her velvety sensation drank the cup of apple wine, and Helvetica immediately poured in his replacement. I don't know how many cups I have.

"Hey, it's a good drink. Say, another cup ..." "Sister, let's do it. Look, you have to interact not only with the Bergryph, but also with everyone else." I know, don't pull! "

Helvetica was pulled by Selenium, who seemed to have boiled his work. Berglyph breathed with a feeling of being saved and stared at his grinning friends.

"... I can't help my friends, you guys" "It's your problem, but I'm sorry. "Huh? That's right. The face is bright red."

Said Kasim. Percival stroked his jaw with a grin.

"I wonder why the red demon is red." "No, this is because of the sake .... Oh, it's gone."

Bergliff sighed and included apple wine. I am thirsty and have no specifications. Kelly narrowed her eyes and shook the apple wine in the cup.

"Well, you're a gentle guy for a long time. …… No, I ’m …… ”

thirsty. The cup is empty.

"I don't feel depressed right away like that, I'm sorry. Apprehend Duncan and Hannah."

Percival hit the back of a Belgryph pouring apple wine with his hand. The hand shakes and apple wine spills. Berglyf looked away as he licked his apple liquor. I saw Duncan and Hanna in the circle of the dancing people. Duncan, who seems unfamiliar with dancing, is taking a handy step with Hannah taking his hand.

"... I'm glad they were." "That's not someone else, Belle. You just have to dance with Sati." "No, I'm dancing ..." "What are you saying, often to Angers I guess he was being pulled and dancing. ''

Kelly laughs. Bergliff scratched his head. thirsty.

Eating and drinking, being teased, such time passes. The sun gradually rose, and the rising sun leaned westward and gradually became reddish. Bergryf, who drunk apple liquor at a faster pace than usual with his thirst, felt unusually drunk. Of course, it's not enough to get you around. But I felt a little sick, and I felt like I had no feet on the ground.

"Kassim ... water ..." "What a strange feeling to you."

Kashim looked a little amazed and poured water into the glass and offered it. He is a drinker and has not changed his face. Persival, also a strong drinker, said with an interesting face.

"But it's more convenient. Hey Bell, come a little. Kassim, bring Sati." "I'm good." "Eh ... what?"

Bergriff, standing up, prompted by Percival, tilted his head. Thinking with a dull head, there is a sign that they and Angelin were plotting something. As they are pulled, the surrounding villagers seem to be getting excited. I can hear the voice that I was waiting for, so it seems that almost everyone except themselves is guru. When he was pushed out for no apparent reason, Satie, who seemed to have been brought in the same way, looked around around him.

"Sati" "Ah, Bell-kun. What is this, what is it?" "No, what is it for me ..."

As they leaned down, the twins of Haru and Maru and Mito came to Charlotte.

"Sati, squat down"

As Sati squatted down as he was told, he wore a large wreath on his neck and a corolla on his head. The spring flowers gorgeously color her, and the children nod happily.

“Cute!” “Meeting” “I made it together.” “I picked up the flowers by hand! I look good with my mother.” “Thank you very much…”

Sati dyed his cheeks a little shy and handed down the corolla. Percival hit the back of a lingering Berglyph.

"How is your impression?" "Oh, no, I think it looks good." "Oh, yes.

Berglyf was gutted by the appearance of Father Maurice, who seemed strange.

"Oh ... Congratulations, Belle and Sati. Thank you for the blessing of the Lord God." "Ha ... ah, thank you ... what?" "No, Percy and Angers You said you should have a wedding for them, and that's right.

That's what Bergriff did for his forehead. Satie is laughing as well.

"Well, now, I'm a little embarrassed, ah ..." "Oh, it's unusual for Sati's shy face, hehe."

When Kasim told him to fuel, Satie sharpened her lips.

"You guys are ... children forever." "Mom, think ... and blessed ..."

Angeline, who appeared silently, took Sati's arm.

"Until Angers ... Okay, I see. Okay, Bell?" "Oh, oh ..."

A wedding doesn't mean much. Most of the time they go to church and swear each other's love before the Lord God, Vienna, and receive blessings. In essence, you are swearing as a couple, and there is no specific manner in which to do so. So they both hijacked it and stood side by side with the Father.

"Um ... Isn't it okay that Bell is my husband?" "Yeah ... you're my wife."

Father Maurice coughed out.

"So do they recognize each other as a couple and swear to the Lord God to love each other?" "Yes ..." "Swear" "Is it true?"

There was a dignified voice in the noise. Looking, Helvetica stands with a sharp mouth. Angeline frowns.

"Helvetica ..." "Sister, over this period"

However, Helvetica resolutely stuck Angelin and Selenium.

"No, I'll tell you here. You can see that they're good friends. I think they're good. But if you look like weird shyness with each other, 'Cause I can't pull it!

Helvetica approached Sati like angry. Satie makes his eyes black and white.

"Eh ... I'm sorry, eh? Are you angry, we?" "Yes, I'm angry. I'm not convinced by the wind! I'll take away like that! Seriously! "

The surrounding crowd whispered to each other that it was getting interesting. This is unexpected, Percival and Kassim look away. Angelin and his friends don't know what to do. Bergliff looked down for a while, but then opened his mouth.

"... That's exactly what Helvetica said. I was swept away." "Eh ... Oh, dad?"

Angeline looked at Bergriff anxiously. Isn't it really like? The heart bursts into such thoughts and holds my chest involuntarily.

But Bergliff looked straight at Satie.

"Sati, I like. No ... I've probably liked it all the time. For a long time. I'm Park Ninjin and I'm insensitive to people and myself ... but I still like you. Not because of Angers, not even because of Angers ... I want you to be next to me because you are you. Will you be my bride? "

Bergriff said softly and reached out.

"Oh, oh ..."

Sati, with his white skin red to his ears and his mouth swirled, nodded shortly before, holding his hand out.

"I like ... I like it. Bell-kun, please, please ..."

There was silence. Everyone seemed reluctant to breathe. The sound of a six-string sounded. Lucille told me to sing.

"Congratulations, baby"

Immediately, an explosive cheer resounded.

"Oops! Bell! You're surprisingly passionate!" "Chikusho, we're going to drink today, Conoyaro!" "We're already drinking, congratulations!" "Congratulations on both of you!" "Congratulations!" "Be happy, congratulations!"

Berggriff smiled bitterly, crushed by the rushing villagers. Satie's cheeks are dyed, and she is laughing. The children sprinkled the flowers and started playing lively again.

Helvetica, looking at it, smiled with a smile and quickly turned his heels. At first it was calm, but it gradually grew faster. Smiles gradually collapsed away from the crowd and tears spilled out of my eyes.

"... Wow, I lost ..."

I rub my nose while wiping my tears.

"Oh, Lord? Are you okay?"

Ahead of Helvetica's escape, Percival and Kasim, who seemed to have similarly escaped from the crowd, were sitting down. He has an ambiguous face that seems uninteresting and uninteresting. Helvetica wiped her tears with her fingertips, gently sipping her nose.

"... Bergryf and Satie have a strong bond of the past." "But I thank you. The bell blew out thanks to you." "But I feel like I lost. "There's a feeling that they've been done." "I can't help. It's more like a man than Bell thought." "Hervetica!"

I heard a voice. When I saw, Angelin and Selenium ran.

"Um ... that's right." "No, I'm fine, Angelin. If I don't do that, I won't be able to convince myself."

Helvetica said and smiled. I got whatever I wanted. She had that much power and talent. That's why I was so sad that I didn't get it.

"Sister ..." "Selenium, don't look like that anymore. I'm laughing at the clown." "I'm a strong sister. Well, drink and drink.

Helvetica, who received a glass filled with Nanami and distilled spirits, drank it in a breath to relieve resentment. As he turned small, he took a step further and caught Qashim and Percival's arms.

"Oh ...? Hey?" "... This is a celebratory liquor. It's not a liquor." "Hey Helvetica, hey?"

Helvetica stared at Kasim waving flutteringly. My eyes are set.

"I'm going to go out with you today. Because of your plan, I ended up with a broken heart!" "... It's still a liquor," "What?" "No, nothing ... … "

Two young middle-aged S-rank adventurers couldn't say anything to the eyes of a young female lord. Helvetica snorted his nose and stared at Angelin.

"Mr. Angelin! Of course you too! Selenium, you also have a cup." "Oh, my sister, calm down." "Let's drink, okay. Angelin, sake bottle!"

Angelin giggled and took a bottle.

"I will be glad to serve you, Lord ..." "Okay, what are you losing? Persival, Casim, drink! Can't hear what I say!" "Yes"

The old men gave out a cup as if they were afraid.

"Well, that's where something started!" "If you wonder where you went," "What are you doing, let's mix us together."

With the marguerites, Miriam, and Anessa who came quickly, the scene began to rise quickly. The festival continues with the enthusiasm of the wedding.

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The sun was dying. The square is still banqueted. Large pot stew and barley porridge are disappearing, but people are holding on to the tail of the festival and not trying to get back home.

Berglyf sneaked out of the square and was out of the village. Even though it was spring, the wind at dusk was still cool and the cloak was lifted up to the mouth to prevent stroking the neck, preventing the wind.

The young grass is swaying in the wind and making a noise. I don't know if it's the sound of the wind or the sound of the grass. The sun was hiding behind a high west mountain, and the village was in shadow. The ridgeline of the mountain was clear, and the blue hillside seemed to come over from above as a silhouette.

Bergliff went up to the top of the hill and sat down, breathing big. A cool breeze is comfortable for the head that drank too much. It feels like a terribly busy day.

"... I was not insane."

Belgriff blushed as if she had said something so embarrassing. I felt like I was squeezing the bottom of my stomach, saying what I was doing in front of so many people, even though I was probably in the liquor. That's why I wanted to run away from everyone. Suddenly, there was a sound of stepping through the grass.

"Huh, what are you doing alone?"

With silver hair fluttering in the wind, Sati came. The flower necklace and corolla have already been removed. Bergliff smiled like a patch.

"A little drunkenness." "Ah, I drank quite a bit ..."

Satie sat down next to Bergriff. Her silver hair and white clothes seemed to be hazy in the dusk. Saty hugged her knees, leaning over her mouth and shrinking.

"When the sun goes down, it's still cold, after all." "Because the wind goes out. I think it's colder."

Bergliff suddenly breathed in and set himself up in the first place.

"I used to go up to this hill when I was traveling to Olfen, because I can see the village well."

In the village plaza where the lights began to shine, bonfire smoke was rising.

"……n/a"

Berglyph tilted her head to Sati, who smiled slickly.

"What happened?" "Well, I thought you made a passionate confession."

Bergryf felt his blood rising on his face and involuntarily covered his face with both hands. Sati laughs and strokes Bergriff's head.

"What are you shy about? That's what I've already said." "Yes, but ... why is that ..."

Satie's mouth was a bit lonely, with Bergriff holding his face in his hands.

"Well then ... did you regret it? Or was it just a one-time job?" In front of the crowd ...

He sat down and gently leaned toward Bergliff.

"... I also remembered it. It's certainly embarrassing." "Yeah ..."

Both were silent for a while. Satie silently leaned on Bergriff more strongly. Bergryf felt Satie's temperature on his shoulders and arms. Gently move your arms and hold your shoulders. Perhaps because of the cold or something else, it seemed to be shaking small. With her arms embraced, Satie shyly turned her face toward Bergliff. I noticed that my white skin was red and dyed red, even in the dark.

The faces of each other approach. The soft touch and sweet smell of the lips. Sati's emerald eyes seemed to reflect herself. Satie shouted and smiled.

"Fufu, you smell like alcohol ..."

From a distance, the hustle and bustle of the festival echoed slightly in the wind. Reached each other on their backs.

The dusk falls. The two shadows become one.