Civilization Game

"... I'm almost done."

After the Lord finished signing with his wriggling arm, he pushed a bunch of documents into a corner. My strength was restored to a sleep like honey for a day, and I felt like I'd spent it all on work today.

"Well done."

Eve also pushes the documents that have just been cleared out to one side, punching them on the side. The velocity difference with the rod was exactly double. It is also a great class for class B politics that specializes in internal affairs. I even admired it.

"You've worked hard today, so I'll finish tomorrow in terms of conditioning."

"Are you sure?"

Rod leans against the back of the chair, calling for liberation.

So, what do we do now? '

After hard labor, I gained a golden free time. I could just oxidize myself to sleep, but since I slept so much yesterday, I wanted to spend some healthy and beneficial leisure time.

'I heard it's a festive atmosphere outside. Let's go out for a while.'

I looked out the window, and I saw a dim spot around me. Lord turns his head.

"The last scout was during the day, so I didn't really get to see the black market. Would you like to come with me this time?"

"Oh my, are you going to the market? That's great!"

But the answer didn't come from Eve or Beatrice. Lord gives you a silly look.

"... Then why are you here?"

"Why? I don't care if I come!"

Unibell was lying on the couch in the Oval Office, frowning on Maid's week. She stares at Lord.

"Is there a problem?"

"Oh, no! I don't have a problem with that, but I wonder why you came to such a filthy place...."

"Of course I came to see our Lice."

Unibell picks up a cookie and puts it in Beatrice's mouth. She took as little as she gave. As I ate the sweets, Unibell's cheeks fluffed up and asked me about her cheeks screaming as if they were cute.

"…… ha, don't. Uniy."

"Heh heh! You can't talk while you're eating, Lice."

Lord looks at the two of you in a daze.

"…… wasn't it bad between you two originally? The last time I saw him, he was beating the shit out of me."

"Kids grow up fighting."

Unibelle continues to struggle. Beatrice focuses solely on eating sweets as if she doesn't even care.

"Ugh, mmm. I don't care if you guys are okay... But what about Lice?"

"That's my nickname."

"I already have a nickname for Bear! And now they call me Behr!"

The road was triggered by competitive psychology in a strange place. Unibell snores.

"Hmph, I don't like that kind of absurd and commonplace naming. Do you think calling me by my own nickname feels more intimate? Right, Lice?"

Unibell said, feeding you a snack again. Beatrice nods, cheek-to-cheek.

"My own nickname... Well, that doesn't make any sense. Then, unibelle!"

"Why."

"Give me that nickname, too!"

"……"

A moment of silence passed.

"… Ugh!"

She covers herself with her arms, making a slow, disgusting face. He leans in and hides behind Beatrice. It seemed like an effort to stay away from the road a little.

"... You know, no matter how much you react like that, it hurts my country." "

Lord told me.

"Wow, that was really creepy. I hate it, I hate it!"

"…… No. You're overreacting. How long are you going to keep calling me" The Pervert King "? We'll be seeing a lot of faces in the future, so let's at least get the title straight. Normally," Your Majesty, "or, if you don't like it," Lord. "Or, like Bear," My Lord. 'I don't care at all.... "

Unibell throws a pillow at you with a red face. It was fluffy but painful.

"…… pervert."

"Oh, no. It's just an example! Example!"

"… Got it. So you want me to give you a different name?"

Unibell put his index finger on his lips and said after serious consideration.

"… idiot?"

"……"

Lord's heart aches on the one hand. How could she come to the Underhaim at such an age when only good things should be heard... and be so bad? The world!

"No swearing. Something else."

"You said it was a title! It's a calling heart!"

"No. Something else."

When Lord told him to cut him down cold, Unibell pondered again and again. Then her gaze turns to Rod's face.

She looks at his face for a moment and opens her mouth.

"…… Panda?"

"Don't you have to put the last two letters together! And who's the panda?"

"That's right, panda! Even with Snow, I can't tell who's human and who's panda!"

I can't believe you mocked me with a human physical complex! Lord is furious, Eve is reviewing the paperwork next to him! I laughed.

"Perfect. Panda."

"…… even Eve! Era, yes. I don't mind titles! So, are you going to the black market? Are you going or not?"

Beatrice twitches her fingers and replies.

"... Wherever my master goes..."

Bea is the only one! This dad needs you. '

"I'm out."

Eve finally covers up the paperwork.

"I've been up all night, and that's the limit. If you don't keep your eyes open today, you might collapse. I'm sorry."

Lord Lord sweats, "As you wish. 'I softly muttered. It's really, really hard for Eve to fall.

"Great! So it's just the three of us? This is gonna be fun!"

Unibell's eyes gleam.

'No, so why do I have to include you...'

*

So the three of them went out of the palace together.

The black market was also at the forefront of the commercial district, so there was little damage to the war.

"Oh……."

Despite the recent end of the war, the black market was crowded with people. There was a red light hanging from every corner of the store, and the long streets and red lights blended together to create a mythical fairy tale atmosphere. It was different from the dark and grim image of the black market that Lord had in mind. It felt like an active and noisy market in any country.

Of course, if there was one thing that was significantly different from the general market, it was that the items sold were quite hostile.

Items such as stolen cultural treasures, illegal drugs, forged IDs, magical armor, and live illegal animals were displayed as if they could not be traded for a variety of reasons.

Of course, there were no such thing as cheap street food like the general market, cheap clothes that could be worn and thrown away, entertainment facilities and junk.

"Waaaah!"

As soon as I arrived at the market, unibell's eyes became dazzling.

"Hey, Unibel! Where are you going? You said you'd show me!"

"I'm going to take a look at that dress!"

She ran out to the store in her room.

No, what if the kid who came to the guide gets more excited? Plus, he's a native Underheim.

Rod had no choice but to leave the description of the guide and go into tourist mode alone. The market seemed to gather all kinds of people from the continent as well as from Abyss.

"Oh, the Wizard. '

Instead of the black solid robe commonly seen in the Abyss, the two inspirations in the colorful embroidered wizard robes were hard-working around. It looks like you came all the way here to buy ingredients from Opectus. Indeed! Lord Lord cannot be found anywhere on the continent without the Underhaim. 'Eden proverb came to mind.

Rod looks around curiously, suddenly Beatrice tugs at the edge of his shirt.

"Huh?"

As Lord looks down, she shyly points her finger at the mottled fruit skewers. Then, I swung my hand down to see if he was embarrassed.

'Damn, that's cute!'

The tail of Lord's mouth rises like an ascent to heaven. I don't have a dad who won't open his wallet when he has such a cute daughter! Beatrice licks her fruit skewers with a happy look a moment later.

According to Unibell, the deeper you go into the black market, the more dangerous and hidden you become. This side is still near the entrance, so there was a lot of flow of people and a good atmosphere. I see people sitting outside at the table, raising their glasses and celebrating the victory of the war. The bards played music, and people danced and sang to the accompaniment. The excitement and heat of victory still seem to have not subsided. Seeing people who were obsessed with excitement, Lord wanted a light drink.

"Bam, what do you think?"

Unibelle shows up in a gorgeous gigantic period where she found it. It looked like a medieval version of a 3,000-won grandmother's outfit that I saw a lot in the East Cemetery market. Lord Lord, courtesy says, "It fits. 'I had to say, but I was not shy of looking up at the sky because of his lifestyle that had lived sincerely.

"…… Unibel."

"Huh? Huh?"

"Do you want a fruit skewer?"

Her anticipated expression immediately calmed down.

"If it's weird, say it's weird! Son of a bitch!"

She kicks Lord's shin with her foot, then rushes back to the store.

'... You're a tricky kid.'

*

Rod's group wanders the streets and looks around the market.

The interests of the three were different, but Rod was sightseeing, Unibelle was shopping, and Beatrice was just "going to eat." Rod had to struggle in many ways because of the girls who disappeared after a short while.

Now, Unibell took Beatrice, as well as her clothes, and began dressing her accordingly. However, Beatrice was cute in whatever she was wearing, so Lord always smiled at her father, and whether she didn't like the favorable assessment on the one hand, Unibell kicked him back into his shin and ran away.

If it wasn't for his contract! '

But Lord endured, carving into his heart those who endured. He was an unsportsmanlike kid, but he was an outstanding B rank powerless man. With two Beatrices on the same side, Rod was happy to be Unibel's babysitter and porter and fashion evaluator.

"That's cute! I'll be back!"

Unibell grabs Beatrice's hand and drags her away.

"Don't go too far. I'm lost."

"Yes!"

Rod takes a sip of beer from a wooden cup he bought at the halfway house. It was refreshing and flavorful like a famous beer brand on the continent. It also had a distinctive sticky feeling.

'Hehe, I wish I didn't know the secret of the manufacturing process…….'

"Did you come to play with your nieces and nephews?"

The man standing next to the road asked with a smile.

"Well, sort of."

Lord answered with an awkward smile.

He met Rod when he stopped by the tavern, and introduced himself to him as working in the Adventurer Alliance. He was quite pleasant and was having a conversation with each other for a while.

"By the way, where are you from?"

The adventurer asks. Lord replies, reminiscing about the settings of his previous visit with Eve.

"Evgenia."

"Ah, so far away... You must have suffered a lot."

The adventurer pushes out the beer cup, and Lord grunts as he throws out the beer cup. A toast! 'I muttered.

In Abyss, it was customary to dig up people's past. I just asked him where he was from. I liked Lord's consideration for each other.

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Khh, you burned the weekend.

I'm worried that the writing speed is inherently slow. I envy you writers who pull out two or three pieces in a matter of hours!

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