Civilization Game

The adventurer continues the conversation with a joyful smile.

"Everything's going to be fine in my life. Stubborn marketers sell beer for cheap! Thanks to you, a weekly rate like mine is really tasty these days."

"Well, it's a festival."

"Haha, right! How thirsty have we been for victory? I wonder if I've ever felt this hot in my life."

Hearing this story directly from the people's mouths also made Lord feel better.

"If you're in the Adventurers Union, you've been to a dungeon in Terra Mine."

"Oh, of course!"

He continues the story with a joyful smile, as if Lord was pleased to ask you that question.

"It's a little dangerous, but it's a precious place for adventurers like us to raise money for dreams and livelihoods. Abyss is kind to adventurers. It's the largest dungeon in the area, and it's very cheap to get in and out, and the items you get there can be sold at our discretion. How good is that? The dungeons elsewhere are either already excavated, or they're using bait to blow up treasures the size of rats, or both."

An adventurer raises his fever by drinking out an unspoken dungeon story.

"So I don't know how frustrated I was when the barbarians came in. There's no way those clogged guys are going to open the dungeon completely. So we got up with it! The Adventurers' Union is a multitude of foreigners, but everyone was fighting for their lives. The place that raised us was not our home, but the Abyss of this country."

Lord nods with a smile.

"I heard that the Adventurers' Alliance helped."

"Oh, come on. I made some weapons, stayed in ambush, and then helped out a little bit. The battle was fought by gangsters and royalty. even though Rod Paulentia played the biggest role of all."

Lord flinches as his story unfolds. I couldn't help but get angry because I wanted to hear my story in front of someone else. Even as he was telling Lord's story, he suddenly said, "To Lord Polentia!" Let's raise a glass of beer with a toast. "To the people around us! '.' Lord raises his glass and bows his head in shame.

Lord quickly turned to talk. He listens to an adventure in the dungeon, and Unibell and Beatrice return from their business.

"…… Master, I'm here."

Beatrice says so, and the adventurer flinches back and forth between her and Lord. I have a bad feeling.

"Oh, there! That's why...!"

The adventurer draws a sly smile without hearing Lord's explanation.

"Wow, I'm surprised. You're enjoying a bolder game than you look."

Rod's face turns red again. I patted him on the shoulder with a very loving expression as if the adventurer understood it all.

"I used to have that desire. Anyway, I admire you as a man."

"It's not like that!"

"So long, intruders! I'll see you next time! Hahaha!"

A wandering adventurer suddenly raises his glass of beer, saying, "Here's to you! 'I said. I don't know if the people around me like it so much.'.. Lord was eager to enter the rat hole. Are they Martin's assassins, in fact, to kill him in shame?

"Come on, let's go somewhere quick!"

Unibell insisted.

'…… Hmm.'

Just then, Lord turned his head, feeling the popularity. Earlier, I felt like someone was watching me constantly. Lord thought for a moment and said,

"By the way, I heard you have a night show tonight. Let's go there first."

Lord pushes the back of the two girls.

"Huh? You're leaving already? We still have a lot of time. Just a little more and let's go!"

"If we don't get there soon, there won't be a good spot."

As Lord keeps up his guard, Unibelle is overwhelmingly ahead.

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In the middle of the street of the night market, there was a way out into the square. Head straight for the square, but with Unibell's instructions, they climb up the hill on the other side.

After climbing all the way up the hill, there was a spacious space, which was a great place to see the whole square at first sight. There, I saw people who had already settled down and been drinking heavily. The three of them sat on a cliff with their legs straight.

"Why not me?"

Unibell grumbles. You seem unhappy to drink Rodman's beer.

"You're both underage."

In fact, Lord was quite conservative in this area. Unibell sticks out her lips.

"... What, do you have a kid in Abyss and an adult?"

In fact, like Unibell said, there was no problem. It was a five-year-old country that had no legal problem with drinking.

After the brewers came up the hill, Lord finally allowed them to drink from the right line. People stood up to fill empty beer cups everywhere. Beatrice lines up along the road, leaving you two alone on the cliff.

"You're all so fat. You're looking sharp."

Unibell shakes his head, looking at the man who is drunk and shouting. The heat of victory was seeping through here, too.

"They lived in the mines for 16 hours a day without falling. Sometimes it's good to have a liberator like this."

Lord said, sipping a beer. My doubtful objection to alcohol was almost gone.

"Hey, panda."

"…… why?"

"You said there would be many wars on this continent in the future."

"Well, yeah."

"Are you going to avoid a fight when that happens? Or are you willing to risk your life like you did the last time?"

All of a sudden, what kind of a question is this? But Lord answered kindly because he felt good today.

"We should try to avoid war if we can, but we should fight when we have to. In the end, I want one thing."

Rod reaches out for the bright, round moon with his arms raised.

"Conquest of the Continents!"

Unibell chuckles.

"Do you really think that's possible? Obviously that's the aspiration of all continents, but dreams are beautiful when they're dreams. I don't think it's possible to lose the continent based on this country..."

"Well, that's what everyone said."

Lord Lord smiles bitterly as he recalls the gods who laughed when Abyss was chosen.

"But if we survive like the bad guys, won't we have a chance someday?"

"You're cracking it. We just got lucky this time, too."

"You're lucky, and everyone's fighting hard."

She laughs as if she heard a funny story.

"Hey? Now you're talking like a politician?"

"You're a politician. He's the king."

"Oh, you're the king. I forgot to tell you, majesty and charisma are not the kings of rats. Your Majesty."

At her age of four, Lord laughs out loud.

It was certainly funny even when you thought about it. Where else would a king be so unfit for such a king? But I didn't want to be a solemn king who didn't fit the bill.

"Whatever. Wouldn't it be all right if there was a king like this?"

"Yes, I'm sorry that's our king."

"Sorry? Why are you so ticklish today?"

"What? Pussy? It's not tiny! It's the little thing between your legs! Is that even a real shot?"

"There's nothing I can't say! How dare a man's pride...!"

If Eve had seen this fight, she would have nagged me, begging me to write the right words for her position. The two growling men turn their heads at the same time.

"Hmm."

Rod flinches. I felt the suspicious popularity that I felt in the marketplace behind the hill again.

'Looks like we're here.'

"My Lord!"

Beatrice comes up with two beers.

"What's up? You been there?"

"There were. There were about 20 of them."

"…… What are you two talking about?"

Unibell tilts her head and asks.

At that time, armed men appear from below the hill. They were all wearing round hairs and black suits.

The people around you who were playing around were terrified and retreated. They were troublesome in many ways when they got involved.

"… the mafia?"

Unibell's eyes widen.

"You there."

One of the Mafia's sons points at Lord's party. The nervous people relieved themselves that someone other than themselves had been spotted.

"Why don't you take a look at us for a moment...?"

Beatrice leaps down the cliff before he finishes speaking. And afterwards, Lord Lord grabs Unibell's hand and jumps down with him. The mob rushes to the blunt cliffs, but it's too late.

"Ugh! What are you doing?! Suddenly!"

Unibell screams. Her hair and the corners of her clothes flutter in a frenzy. Lord smiles and says.

"Let's run!"

"What?

Just before their bodies hit the ground, Beatrice grabs them at the same time and sets foot on the cliff and leaps forward. Their bodies flutter forward as they fall.

"Watch your legs!"

Beatrice shouts. She puts her foot on the ground first, casting her magic. Wherever her boots pass, dirt and gravel splash up. Lord and Beatrice also set their feet down and centered. Soon their bodies stopped.

"Now, what are you doing? Run!"

Rod said that, running down the black market street. The two of them followed. The people who were going to the square stared at them.

"What's with the Mafia all of a sudden?"

Unibell gasps and asks.

"Isn't that obvious? You're here to get me!"

Lord answered simply. Returning to the black market, the streets were more barren than ever before.

"... There are others nearby."

Beatrice, who was looking around, said. You can see some of the fast-paced pursuers in Rod's eyes, as if they've already got men on the side of the street.

"Keep going!"

Rod shouts. A mafia jumping rooftop throws a dagger at Rod.

"Hehe!"

The Lord leans back and avoids you. A dagger flew in and broke the pots at the general goods store on display. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. The master's faint scream echoes.

"W-what's going on?"

"What's all the fuss about?"

Rod takes off his hood, running through the crowd. Then the noise of the people became louder, as if they recognized Lord.

"Isn't that the king?"

"Rod Polentia? Why here?"

"The Mafia boys are after him!"

The Mafia throws her weapon down on the roof again, but Beatrice, which is attached to the side of the road, throws it lightly. As the weapon flew away, people began to flee, lowering their posture to make sure they were aware of the seriousness of the situation.

"They're real!"

Unibell summons a projectile with unique abilities. The maphies jumped off the roof in a row.

"Hey, no explosions!"

"I know that order! Idiot!"

A man in a robe covers his face as he makes his way through the crowd. Chaen! You hear the sword draw.

"Huff!"

"…… Master! Stop!"

Beatrice screams, and the rod presses on the brake. And her new statue swoops right in front of Lord.

Baaak! The man running to the side with the dagger is pushed out of the visible distance by her flying kick.

"Wait, even in the future...!"

Tuqaak! Before Lord finished speaking, the man in front of you falls out from under Unibell's bullet.

"Oh, thank you."

Unibell nods slightly and runs again. The load also sped up behind it.

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MikuHatsune/The difference is to carry a load instead of bread...

lineata/Thank you heh heh heh 4 years I can not do it

- Siegfried. - Officer, you're here.

Falling Staff/Thank you!

Wouldn't it be better than when we first met? When we first met Bea: Fragile Fear/Unibell: Torn Contract

ppk12/Cop is here too!