The morning burn is dyeing the sea red.
The light of the sun reflecting between the waves ignites a cold cut body during the night, and sweat propagates through the cheeks.
- Sick!
Wind incisions echoing the early morning sea. Lightly tempered, but comfortable with a melody played by a sword that wielded every blow with all its power is a sign of being able to concentrate.
Conversely, if it disrupts or plays discord, it is also a sign of a breakdown in concentration.
"... chip"
One tongue strike to the sound of pushing away the air as if it were even a golden bar. I stopped waving my sword and tucked it in my hips.
"This then... not at all"
Sigh small, I recall. Give me that sharp sense of extreme state.
Compared to that, everything, including my current sword moves, looks inferior and horrible.
It should be... strong. But now that I know the heights, I don't seem to be growing, I'm overpowering. Evidence that we haven't been able to concentrate only on what's in front of us.
No... maybe we can't seem to talk about that dimension.
Whatever it is, you have to take the time to make that feeling your own.
Compared to the beginning, scarlet fever is also causing fewer burns. The way it's handled should be steadily better.
It was just special then. I just know where to reach it. You can do it in no hurry.
Yes, tell yourself. But...
"If I could handle as much heat as the sun (that), would I reach my father?
Watching the climbing sun from the top of the ship, I inquire into the unspeakable scarlet flames that I have lowered to my waist.
"... I knew you wouldn't answer me"
I shrug in my eardrums, feeling lonely, keeping silence separate from my ears.
And...
"Ya do? There you are, if..."
If you hear a voice from the direction opposite to the sunrise and turn around, one samurai grows a mustache standing on the pier will enter your eyes.
In that familiar voice and familiar face comes the name of the only acquaintance in this country.
"Are you a little Singen?
"Oh, did you know the name of the awkward man, Lord Ray?"
"Oh, yeah. Long time no see, Singen."
For an unexpected reunion, I break my face and jump from deck to pier.
"Ha-ha-ha, you haven't been well in the morning. No, above all."
"That's who you are. You look good."
Dark hair as long as an untidy, untidy shoulder.
That goes hand in hand with the beard. It also seems like a floater. Are you a less obsessed with appearance, or is a tattooed kimono fuelling it? But if you look nearby, the amateur can see that the fabric is a great deal better. But messy outfits, like ruining it.
Singen's outfit was completely off-style.
"You workout in the morning? Don't be so smart."
A knife stabbed in the hips and a thin seeping sweat in the chilly temperatures of this morning.
Isn't hair and clothes disturbance the result of the intense movement around?
It's not so much a workout, it's just a routine.
"I think I can be proud if I can do my routine."
Singen humbles himself, but the forged flesh, which can be seen even from above his clothes, is solid proof that he has not forgotten his daily workouts.
"I keep forgetting I'm busy too, and if I can habituate anything simple, it's amazing."
"Is that so? Now, try to be a little proud."
and said, openly chested singen. But I knew right away from the look I put on the seriousness, to go with this one, I was just kidding.
"Nevertheless, when an unfamiliar ship stops, if you come to see it with interest, I didn't know Lord Ray would be on board... Awkward, you'd be surprised. Sometimes, I try to turn my legs at random like this... it's not bad."
Singen was going to be laughing calmly or very sum with his face, but he hadn't hidden out the sword chi leaking out of his sharp eyes.
Apparently, he hasn't forgotten about his promise. Well, I can't believe Singen forgot to rematch.
"By the way, is Lord Ray alone?
"No, about 10 fellow travelers. I'm just resting at the inn now."
"Was that so? So, Lord Ray keeps an eye on the ship?
"Oh, my ship is a little special. Because if they steal it, it's all the trouble. I just got here yesterday, but I wanted to be careful."
If this is something to be stolen, then the country could be doomed at one level, and it won't go out of style. If it's true, it's best to leave it in storage, but Luxeria tells me, 'That power of my husbands is too rare. If the sale of Cool Cass is mistaken for its power, it may be subordinated to a later transaction' and he asked me to refrain from using storage space, so I decided to keep an eye on him.
"I see, you've figured it out well. Now let's arrange a watch for the awkward to put down their credibility. If you do, Lord Ray will be free to visit this country?
"What, okay?
It's a hundred million lookouts to keep an eye on you forever, and I was going to ask you to be as trustworthy as I could be, but if you're referring Singen, you don't have to.
"It'll help. I heard you have a house that specializes in that kind of watch, so I was hoping to ask around today."
"It's probably about our house. I am ashamed to say that our family is one of the leading names in this country with 1000 ministers, and it mainly makes watchful and protective work"
Oops?
Did Singen actually even give up on you?
I want my greenhouse-raised porn prince to apprentice me, too. This attitude that doesn't sweeten you to your birth status and builds drills.
"So can I ask you to do me a favor at Singen's? As I said, our ship is loaded with dangerous things that people can't really see, so if you can ask Singen's house, you can rest assured."
"Ha ha, it seems Lord Ray is a dangerous thing. Daikanya, isn't that a demonic weapon you unearthed in some ruins?
I cramp my cheeks and smile at Singen, who pokes a pretty shabby line.
I can't say very much that it's original.
"Well, that's why I'll let you color the regular price"
"No, no, I'm getting money from Lord Ray, etc..."
"Fine, fine. This kind of thing creates a sense of responsibility and a sense of relief when you have money."
There is a lot of trust in this kind of credibility. Free of charge and so on. I trust Singen, but I still have a great sense of security gained by offering money.
"If that's the case, thank you. Not at all. Instead, the Awkward promises to send a select user."
"Oh, thank you. Well, thank you. If you can, I'd like to ask you to hurry..."
"Of course you don't have a problem. It doesn't have to do with watching day and night."
I asked Singen if I could stay up all night. Then Singen agreed with me in two replies, bringing back a dozen ministers in about an hour.
By then, the yang had risen a lot and the harbour had grown a lot in number.
"Then, Lord Ray, shall we come? The awkward will guide you through the city."
"Oh, I'm sorry you cared, but I have company at the inn, and I was up all night yesterday, so can I have it later? I'm sleepy, and I can't go around like this because of it."
"That's... I hope you'll forgive the awkward who didn't take it into account. I don't think I've ever felt better. So, how about tomorrow?
"Tomorrow, no problem."
That's how I traded my word with Singen and said he'd pick me up tomorrow, so I told him where the inn was today, and then we broke up. Then, when I return to the inn, I explain the situation to Lycood, who was already awake, and get to bed early.
Let's go to bed in case of tomorrow. There's nothing more I can do about the deal, and then Luxeria will take the lead and pack it. I can take care of you.
What worries me is the knit and the spring tree. I talked a little with my sweater yesterday, but I'm worried I might hold it in weird or scratch it. Let's be as concerned as we can while we're in this country.
Anyway... I wonder if some asshole prince would make a scene by wandering around the city of his choice and putting his hands on his wife, but have you found out? If I'm woken up by that noise, I'll blow you to the other side of the ocean.
I used my head lightly like that and fell asleep without defying the drowsiness I had been pushing.
─ ─ That night.
The whole night yesterday was a disaster and the day and night were reversed. I decided to roll out to the city at night. Even though I'm still here, not alone, but with the exception of the Luxeria family, who are invited to dine with the great Yamato powers.
Even when I say night, the time has just passed a little after dinner. The night has only just begun.
"Haku, I give you a super important top-secret mission."
"Pi!"
I left the inn and gave Haku a super important classified mission.
"Find the smell of baked fish."
"Pi!"
The Yamato Power is an island nation surrounded by the sea. It names a great country, but its national territory is smaller than that of the continent. But the richness of the island nation's death is there. In other words, it is an abundance of marine resources - seafood.
What a stupid option to come to this country and not taste it? No, I don't. In other words, an architectural style similar to that of Japan makes me expect the presence of nostalgic fish dishes.
"Oh, I'm hungry. I haven't eaten anything since last night, so extra. Captain Huck, do your duty immediately."
"Found it, Captain!
"Okay, captain. Show me."
"Which is the real captain, you guys?"
Glamorously through Gilk's scratch, I was on the lookout, Haku went for a nose tipped fish dish and put on the city at night. Behind me, there were dumb people who wanted to know why they were running, but eating was a fundamental part of life. Even newborn babies know it. It is the backbone of life support. Neglecting it is no different than committing suicide.
In other words.
"I'm starving!
I want to preach to myself yesterday why I got into trouble and skipped a meal. Especially after a workout, I don't know if I'm going to miss a meal... but I'm getting angry with myself, but I'm more hungry than that.
"Here, Huck?
"Pi."
I did my job, stroking Haku's head, and then leaving my people walking in to the point where they wouldn't lose sight of me, and entering the store. And when I sit in an instantly vacant seat, I tell the young man who came to pick up my order.
"All the menus in this store"
"What?"
"What? Not, you can't dare bring it all from something you can get out of right away. I'm starving to death right now."
"but starve to death ⁉ I'll bring it soon! Whatever."
"Oh. And I'll bring them later, so you can carry them."
I don't know, maybe it's an over the top way of saying it, but I'm physically dying now. No matter how much you work out, you're not going to beat this appetite. Instead, the quantity is increasing year after year, and if it's not an adventurer profession, it's enough not to eat.
That's one of the factors, and I haven't been to the request lately, and my sieve is slowly getting lighter.
But the biggest pain in the ass is Sheetera's luxury tour, which I'm in a position to feed. No, I'm not playing with it, but it costs a lot of material to fix the demon. We're going to fly 100 million or so to fix one. Because of this, the gold of the Lord of the Desert crusade is no longer quite fast.
Especially since that demon ship cost a lot of money. I asked her to build the equipment for the Magic Boat, but the total cost would be slightly over a billion. The guy who gave it to Cool Cass said it was a good place to say 20 million.
But I'm not very worried because there are hundreds of millions more left, and if I get to the labyrinth, I'll be able to earn Gappoli. To keep Seatella from spending her money, I'm letting her drive the ship, so there won't be any money flying like Abao to fix the magic props.
But just one thing.
I had a golden use to keep in mind.
That's a new piece of equipment.
As you know, the weapon uses scarlet flames inherited from my father. But to put it another way, except for demonic stones, demonic props and other emergency preparedness that you don't normally use too much, you only wear cheap protective gear like that worn by an exquisitely C-class adventurer, or a cheap throwing knife with bad hardness and sharpness.
What about fulfilling it, as an A-level adventurer?
Not to mention a very deserving outfit. But until now, I've never cared much about it. Well, the sword, which is the main weapon (main wepon), has used something quite good, but nothing else came to my attention. That's the main reason why I didn't feel the need for them because I've fought with defensive skills like demon costumes and quarantine spaces and in ways that I chose quantity over quality. To add, it was obvious that the protective equipment would soon be out of size because it was growing.
But the other day, Lycood and the others changed their gear, and I realized something.
Me... sounds like the most cluttered fish in all of this.
Yes, being junior adventurers, they work hard on quests on this journey and look better equipped than before to name one end of the adventurer.
What else, Anna, a prince and nobleman's courtier, Charstena, also a courtier and goddess, and Luxeria, former leader of the Bandits and now representative of Coolcas, naturally had all the good equipment from scratch, and two of them, former brave men of the Empire, also had equipment from scratch in their name.
So when it comes to remaining combatant Gordo, that's usually a good thing, right? 'Cause it's been four years since I graduated, and somehow I'm just a few minutes away from A-rank in the first place. There's no way the Lycoods can be aligned and not Gold.
In other words, when I put it together, I float clearly with them. It's floating. For those who can't.
We have to do something about this as soon as possible. What makes a party leader seem the weakest is what it sounds like to fulfill it outwardly. Or rather, I'm ashamed, and some things are pride.
That's why I have great expectations that martial arts artists will visit this country for training. I was wondering if you could find the right gear for me.
While waiting for such a thing, the less so, the Charstenas arrived, and the more time passed and the more the table was filled, the more meals were carried.
"Customer, please eat well! The Admiral's cooking is really good!
"Whoa, this does look delicious. That's Haku. No one can beat the smell of delicious things."
"Pii."
Happy that he was praised, Haku snorts well, but the clerk peels his eyes at it.
"Riu, dragon ⁉"
Good addition and subtraction I'm getting tired of this reaction too. Because you usually sleep assimilated to my hair, or you don't notice it all over the city much more, but if it rings in front of you by a boulder, you'll notice it. And the reaction at that time is more or less similar.
I reach for the food before I explain it to you for a moment.
"Mogmog, this guy, Mogmog, I, Mogmog, Tame, Mogmog, Mogmog,"
"Explain to him before you eat... Come on, Huck"
As I mog and explain, Charstena laughs bitterly and invites Huck. And I honestly put the hack on my hand that responded to the invitation and began to explain the hack politely. You must have cared about me dying of hunger. Thank you.
"This kid was just born, he's a dragon child picked up by Ray. Ever since I was a little girl, I grew up with Ray, so temperament is very dear, and it's okay to reassure you, isn't it? For once, it means I've had a taste."
"Oh, was I? Hmm? I think I heard that somewhere..."
Following Charlstena's explanation, the clerk sent his gaze diagonally up as he thought of something and immediately returned his gaze.
"Oh, excuse me, customer. I think I'm interrupting. I'll let you back off."
The clerk went back to the kitchen, apologizing with a slight smile, saying that he would be out of the way forever.
Then, you predicted a fit around the time, Gilk boggles.
"Tell me not to talk while eating before, but I'll take the lead. What do you think, at all"
"You idiot, Gilk. It was an emergency when I didn't know if Charstena was safe or not, but now it's Setouchi when I'm going to starve to death."
I stabbed Bicilli and Gilk with chopsticks I picked sashimi.
"Don't point the chopsticks, put the chopsticks on. Kujo told me. Here, that's disrespectful."
"That's Japan. This is the Yamato Power. Different manners, too."
"What? Really?
Gilk easily fooled by my reasoning. But I noticed hah.
"... you knew you were being disrespectful?
"... mogmog"
To Gilg's pursuit, I mogged with strange faces. And then he reached for the last remaining baked fish, but a plate is taken from his hand, which has been stretched from the side softly.
"... Mogmog, you must be ready to die for taking food away from me on an empty stomach"
"Yeah, no, shut up! Don't hesitate for a second, leave us our share! What do you mean, there's only one dish left in a few minutes! I wouldn't have eaten at all!
"Nothing, it's what I asked for, okay? Come on, you guys can have your own."
I was going to claim my rights.
"............... I don't know, did you ask me to eat alone? This much? Didn't you ask for our share?
"What now. It doesn't fill half my stomach."
Grr.
Look, my stomach is still looking for nourishment.
"Bottomless! I haven't eaten since last night, and I'm not sure I'm going to starve to death."
"Don't make me say it again and again, you idiot. I eat 10 times more than regular people. That means my body consumes 10 times more energy than a regular person. So, just for one day, I'm right before starvation when people aren't eating for 10 days."
"How fuel-efficient is that, your body... no, that's enough. I'm starting to feel like we're having a barren fight. More than that, let's ask for something too."
When Gilk suppresses his forehead with his right hand in a guttered and tired manner, he returns the plate to its original position and crawls his eyes into the shop menu instead.
"Grilled Itachi fish goblins? Cut off demon crystal fish? Round bald sashimi? I know it's a fish, but I'm not sure."
"Isn't round baldness about walrus? I think there was such an alias in the original world"
Gilk, unfamiliar with sea fish because of his long life in the King's Capital inland, looks at the menu and tilts his neck. I can't seem to pin it. Then Haruki pulled his knowledge in Japan, except for the menu from the side, where the garment removed the book from the van and on the table.
"I bought fish drawings at the bookstore wondering if this would happen. Why don't you take a look at this and decide? This book even contains recommended areas and cooking methods, so I think it's easy to understand."
"... sweatshirt, you really like to eat. I can't stand it. I'm eating it."
"Become... be, you're not fat enough! I've been particularly concerned lately, so it should have been rather thinner than before!
Haruki pointed me out, but for some reason, he turned to me and started making excuses for it. In that disgraceful manner, I accidentally turned my gaze to my stomach, but at the moment, was it my fault that my knit stomach felt pecked and dented?
".................. Mogmog......"
"What can I do for you?
While I often unnaturally recessed and stared at it, Anna, who was also staring at the menu, flaunts it and says:
"I'm not looking at a girl's tummy cancer. And can you show me that book, too? It doesn't bother me to look at a menu full of these words."
"I don't know either, I'd like to see that."
In one word of Anna, Charstena's jito eyes fly, and as I deflect my face, Gilk and Haruki, who were seen in the drawings, lean the drawings so that they could also be seen by Anna and Gold, and the knit multiplied by it joins it as she blushes.
As such, we will look at the drawings of the coat, and we will all turn the fish drawings, compare them with the menu, and decide on the order, saying wye that or this.
"I'll take this. Thanks to your knit, you don't have to ask for anything weird. Thank you."
"No, that's a big deal..."
"I have nothing to be humble about. Kujo said yes, but you're actually good at it. Unlike the idiot who eats anything without this vision, we choose. Thanks to this book, I was able to avoid Getestuff."
It's like a omnivorous bastard I eat anything, but I feel more wrapped up in the party than before, without tea, and instead I put the rice in my mouth.
Then the next dish was brought by the clerk who had been briefed by Charstena earlier.
"Sir, I'm sorry about earlier. I apologize for saving this land-leaf Iso-yaki."
"No, you don't have to do that..."
"At least let me do this"
And the clerk put his mouth in my ear.
"Sir, you're the winner of the martial arts tournament, right? Besides me, other customers have noticed. Be careful."
…… Oh, okay. "
What the hell are you talking about?
No way, are you talking about being eyed or something like that?
I look around in the stream at the advice of a departing clerk.
... Sure, some of them are looking at us. But it doesn't feel like you're going to storm me on this occasion. I feel like they're watching me move.
"Kukku, did you hear anything funny, Lord"
"No, it's a nasty story. At least it's not like Cecil likes it."
"That's too bad."
Which way? I don't feel right now. There's no way we're going to get busted in the store, and let's keep it to ourselves.
And when I resumed my meal, for some reason, my gaze gathered. When I leaned my neck at it with wonder, I laughed and listened to Lykud's cramped grin.
"Mr. Ray...... what was that dish called?
"Is this it? Yeah...... sure it was a landleaf Iso roast?
The moment I say my name, a battle runs in the face of everyone who was in the drawings.
"Oh, hey, don't, that face. What the hell am I eating? You're making me nervous. Hey, give me that, too."
"Ya better not! Absolutely!"
When I get anxious and reach for the drawing, Lislit closes the drawing with a really quick move and holds it down from the top.
"Hey, just stop it. What the hell did I eat? I'm not leaving anything behind, so let me see. Because I can't eat because I'm concerned."
Attempting to persuade again, Lislit still doesn't take his hands off the top of the book. On the contrary, the end of not even trying to show me the book by joining me to the knit.
I gave up and didn't taste anything, so I kept eating dishes that for some reason I didn't feel the honest flavor I had until earlier, even though I thought it didn't matter what the original taste was. Then, as we proceed to eat, our companions gradually draw the brunt.
... What would I really be eating?
We'll definitely find out later.
─ And there it is.
Don't!
A liquor bottle is placed vigorously on the table, and the shock slightly leaps up the dish on which the dish is cooked.
"I heard rumors, didn't I? Demon King Killer"
"... what can I do for you?
"Nah, I thought you'd be a poor minister to slay the famous Demon King. Or maybe I was just famous for the rumors, and I was worried about you and I called you out. I'm sorry, but I apologize for making this up early, and the other adventurers will laugh and forgive me for being so young?
That guy is not samurai-style like Singen, let alone strong with greed like the swordsmen who came to this country to train samurai. He was an adventurer man hostile to me by the obvious.
A man looks at me as close as he spits, and laughs at me. Besides, I'm not the only one who felt uncomfortable. Especially the more those who know of that tragic battle with the Demon King, the stronger their discomfort.
"I don't want to apologize for hatred. Please don't."
"Am I?"
An old man with a smell of alcohol stares at me at close range. It was Lycood who broke up with the act as soon as possible.
"Mr. Ray, can I socially erase this unfamiliar garbage? Isn't that nice? I'll do it."
"You've decided no, how many times do you make me say you've done too much. Sit tight."
I stand up and let Lycood sit down with words that are still going to cast magic into me. Then, as Gilk endured this time.
"... Damn, Ray, I know this isn't the right time to say this, but let me tell you something. You're the one who never heard us say that again and again?
"You idiot, Gilk. How many times do I feel like an idiot today? That's why I stopped Lycood as a senior."
"No, I don't feel like you're talking about that in the past. The place we made Lucy the other day was unanimous and terrible."
That's motivating people. It's bad for him.
"I did try to kill him with all my might the other day, even when I could rub him with Sea God, as much as I really had to stop him for it..."
"No, wait. That's not a misunderstanding...... but he's the one who blew it first. And now we're totally friends."
"My current relationship, even if I say so often, just looks like I'm using God in my jaw..."
No, no, that's the relationship he wanted himself to have.
It's supposed to be a give-and-take relationship, so it's not the kind of relationship I use in my jaw.
And, you excuse yourself in your heart for the grumpy, mixed-up gaze of your people about what you were doing in hiding.
Then Cecil dropped the bomb.
"The pirates who were revamped the other day by the Lord's hand, but seem to have a spirit of absolute obedience to the Lord. They say, 'If such a crazy bastard had the guts to defy him, he wouldn't be running a business that doesn't even make money on pirates'"
"Wow... what are you really doing hiding? I'll pull."
"No, it's a misunderstanding! I just asked Haku if he'd ever eaten people while feeding Haku the cows he'd hunted around! Of course, Haku replied that he wouldn't do that, and because they don't know dragon language, he just made a weird mistake!
"What about being a person at the point where you come up with that idea?
It's a smart, gentle way of persuading us that we haven't done anything.
Didn't you just bring them some grotesque meal footage? What can't I do?
Even so, a storm of blamed gaze is showered for some reason. No longer, just moving my mouth, I felt at a disadvantage, and I fell apart.
"Enough is enough...... I'm starting to feel like it's useless to say anything"
Then, as if to strike a chase, I was grabbed in the chest and caused.
"Boy, you're not being polite. What kind of advice do you think people give you to ignore? Am I?"
I just forgot?
With such a provocation in his mouth, when he made a scene, he would say something again later, looking at the angry man, thinking, his thin, white hand grabbing the chest barn grabbed the other way.
"Please let Ray go. We didn't come here to rub things just to eat."
The man glanced at the resolutely mouthed Charstena.
"Aren't you a beautiful lady? If you look closely, all the other women are superior balls, and the feathers are good, Demon King Killer. But we're not as sweet as grown-ups are going to let her breathe sweet honey forever without the guts she's protecting us from."
... What is this guy saying?
Charstena or the coat yet, Anna's the upper balls?
I would say very much that I should change my eyeballs. But now I'm patient. Later that is patience here in order not to receive any more unfair accolades as shouting at the sea.
That's how I indulge, while Charstena exposes her anger to what the man has to say.
"Huh...!
"We're not with Ray for the money. People have their reasons, but I'm here on my own."
"Damn... what a grip, you bitch...!
The man, crushed and forcefully stripped, waved Charstena's hand away, distorting his face in pain and amazement.
"You gorilla bitch!
... Am I?
My body moves reflexively at the man who rambles and points his fist at Charstena. I stopped the man's fist with my hand and instantly worked out my magic. Moments, magic wraps around a man's body like a snake, and everything in that movement stops.
"Ahhh, Ray got pretty. You're an idiot ~, this guy"
"At the corner we took care of it and advised him. You're too drunk."
"Me too, us. You're an idiot, and so is your old man."
The old man, completely sealed in motion with his tentacles and even his mouth held down, is now cold sweating at the sentiments of such Gold and others.
I guess now I realize that what Anna and the others are saying was not just an accusation to me, but an advice. And that I'm not the kind of big guy that the Charstenas protect me from.
"I'm glad you protected me, but you can't overdo it, can you?
"I know, I'm just gonna set up some moxibustion. Besides, it seems like there's a lot of suspicion about the rest of them."
I raised my voice a little bit to advise those who had been looking at me from earlier on.
It's troublesome to deal with one. Let's show an overwhelming difference in force here so we can't hang an extra little.
I think, yes, of the excuses I have put my hands on impatiently, and on the other hand, to avoid any further unfair acclaim, I speak of a kindness appeal.
"Don't worry, old man. I recently learned the spirit of compassion. So I'll be nice to you."
I cleverly open the store door with a demon hand, while throwing my old man outside the store. Following that, when I tried to get out too, I got pounded on the shoulder.
"Ray, you're not being nice, are you?
……
Hey, Gilk's saying. I didn't know what you meant, so I leaned my neck and stayed on the table.
Coming out on the table, the man is already in a combat position, plus he can't see any dirt on his clothes, so he looks like he landed well after being thrown away.
And you feel a hunch of contention around you, someone on the road stops on your feet, throws a man out of his prey with an intrigued gaze at you and me who just came out of the store.
I walk a few steps from the store and stop at a distance of about 2 meters.
"Come on, it's a fight you've been selling. Call me."
"Chip... about as alarmed as I am, I'm curious, and there's a kid who only wears boring stinking gear about C-rank! You'll regret it later! You really pissed me off in A-rank!
"A-rank?
The moment I have an inner grin on my unexpected declaration, the man packs a pause and wields a song knife. On the other hand, I instantly concentrate my magic only on my right hand and strike down the song knife from the side.
Then, banging the light noise, the man lost his balance in excess of momentum.
"What... so... ⁉"
The man peels his eyes in amazement by exposing a gap in my movement that looks like he just slapped his sword.
"Don't talk about it. Well, I can name the A-rank."
Along with my provocation, I slap my left fist into the gap I was born into a man. But even if it rots, it's A-rank. Tighten the heart that was licking me at that moment, let my elbows break into the fist orbit, and defend it.
"Huh... ⁉"
Then I opened my fist and grabbed my elbow up and stepped in at the same time as I pulled my arm. The pulling force of the arms and the force of stepping in. Put them on a skull with the neck pulled together and hit the man hard in the chest.
"Kaha......! Shit!"
For a moment, he was a man who solidified himself to pain, but when he immediately waved his hand and pulled his body half a step, he let him screw a crooked knife in between his births.
The aim of the song knife is my left arm grabbing a man's arm. When I let go of my hand, I pushed my foot forward diagonally to the right, spinning one turn on the axis there. The man who was swinging his sword down with his right hand cannot cope with it and is struck in the face by a back fist with the power of rotation.
"Gu Hu!"
Even a mild concussion struck me or instantly pruned the foot of the man who fluttered my leg, I grabbed that swinging head, left it to my arm strength, and threw it away.
Level up and show by now whether it was because of the muscle tread, throwing the big adult lightly, the moment I landed on the ground, I pulled the trigger.
Dosh!
It sounds as if the air falls out, a bullet of magic rips through the man's cheek and pierces the ground.
"I forgot to tell you, old man. I'm an A-rank adventurer, too."
Subsequently, the man, restricted in motion in the air, blued once and for all to a super-fast bullet that plundered the second, third and right side of the steeple.
I guess I understood without telling you.
That if I wanted to, I could make that body into a hive in an instant.
"It stayed..."
The man rolls to the ground and raises his hands, indicating that he is not willing to fight any more. Around me, I jumped applause for neglecting it, and in an atmosphere somewhere more like a game than a fight, I realized I was powerless.
... grumpy. I heard it was A-rank and tried to motivate it, but is its contents pinkie? Or is it that I'm stronger?
But I still don't think I can do the battle that day that I burned in my eyes. Even now, it seems to be overwhelming, and the fruit is mostly the result of turning backwards. Far from the feeling of approaching future predictions like then.
What should I not do?
What am I missing?
I've been having a headache here lately, and I haven't been able to find an answer today.
"Ho, I'm rumored..."
"Wasn't it false?"
Potty, you don't think I'm hearing potty, or peeking through the entrance to the store, breaking my worries and I scratch my head.
... I wonder if I've done it again.
But, well, I didn't even let you get hurt badly, and there's a big nickname for trying to hit Charstena in front of me.
Besides, while you're in this country, you won't get caught up in anything weird.
"Come on, the rice went on"
I went back to the store, and I didn't get the clerk's intentions right.
Danced by stupid rumors already, he even deliberately used unnecessary moves to make sure I didn't have any more people blowing fights, dared not pull out his sword, and showed the difference in overwhelming power. But I had yet to realize that what I had given to those who watched it was not fear, but an endless struggle.
This is the land where those who aspire to extremes martial arts gather. The next morning I found out what it really meant to be able to see me there, along with these words.
"Tatsuya! First name, Sien, last name Ride. All the time, I'll sign you up for a duel!
Before I left the inn, all the bloody men just over a thousand were waiting for me.