Din no Monshou (WN)

The next day.

The aristocracy was strangely noisy in the morning.

A carriage runs through the streets.

I woke up in a hustle and bustle. I went to the big hall where the minions were.

Ask the small-timer who was cleaning.

"Is something wrong?

"... yeah, anything.

You know, a magic store exploded near the aristocratic neighborhood in the north. "

"What!?

The feeling of a current running all over your body.

Magic store near the aristocratic district of the north.

It's undoubtedly Edgar's.

"Um... that's what it is"

"I'm going outside for a moment. Please don't tell my dad."

"Oh, Master Regis!?

I swung to stop the small-timer, and I went outside.

The noise just came through.

It shouldn't be that long since it exploded yet.

I walked all the way north to the aristocratic district.

Enter Central Street.

It smells terrible.

I see black smoke is about to rise.

Naturally there were many wild horses and it was difficult to move forward.

Draw the crowd apart and manage to reach the magic store.

"Edgar! Where!?

The scene was tragic.

Did you even use intense fire magic?

The crater is formed by turning the store into a blast.

Involving the vacant property next door, it had been majestically destroyed altogether.

"Where are you! Answer me!

I knew it in my head.

If he was in the store, he's definitely blowing up.

There's no way it's going to help.

But still, I didn't want to think Edgar was dead.

"Edgar!"

"Shut up. It's hard with low blood pressure, so don't make a scene in the morning."

Unexpectedly, my shoulder got slapped.

Looking back, an intact Edgar stood.

You don't look injured anywhere.

"You were okay, weren't you?

"As you can see. The store is dusty."

"... good"

I would be able to rebuild the store again.

But if you die, you'll be finished there.

I can't take it back.

I'm so glad Edgar wasn't hurt.

"So, why did you help me?

"No, I got drunk at the tavern yesterday.

I slept without going home.

And I woke up early in the morning, and I came back and this is it. "

I'll take another look at the store.

It's broken.

I'm no longer talking about repairs or that kind of level.

The merchandise in the store was scattered with explosions and I didn't even want to think about the total damage.

"Hmm, I'll just have to save some money on the deal again for a while"

"... no, you don't have to do that"

I made myself clear.

Take my word for it, Edgar tilts his neck.

"Why not? You want me to starve to death?

"No. I will definitely rebuild the original store in this place. I don't care what hand you use."

I assure you, Edgar sighed like he was in trouble.

"You said nobility, the Din family is down.

If you want to spend enough money on this, I'll spend it on the people. "

"I'm fine. I don't spend a dime on the house.

I'll squeeze it right out of the one who broke this store. "

Sounds like the bad guy's already on the run, but it's obvious at whose direction he did it.

A squire must have told Horgos.

Shamed in front of the public, he said.

In retaliation, he planned a deadly bombing.

"Nobles are not dirty enough to do anything.

Well, I guess it's just Durf jumping through and being a bastard. "

Edgar scratches his cheeks polypoly.

Still, you don't look too shocked.

Even though my shop was destroyed.

"You're not depressed."

"I won't be depressed by this all the time.

It reminds me of my mercenary nervousness, and I'd rather thank you. "

Edgar takes the liquor out of his nostalgia.

Remove the lid of the bottle and drink it down at once.

Are you Uedo, you don't look too drunk.

"- But, well, it's a little hard to get the store crushed."

Phew, exhale.

Quiet, but Edgar's anger was definitely burning.

Or it's me who's furious.

Use your hands like this to retaliate.

Besides, Edgar, who was our goal, is safe.

Those in the surrounding buildings were seriously injured.

Some of them were taken to a treatment center.

Way of not choosing means - a despicable word.

"Absolutely, I'll crush you..."

"Don't be so crunchy in the morning.

There's a villa, so I'm going to spend some time there. "

"The villa?"

Do you possess it for vacation?

I thought so for a moment, but given the profession of merchant, I guess it's a warehouse.

"Oh, you're right. Why don't you come and have a look?"

"Are you sure?

"Sure. But before I do, I wonder if I could eat something.

As soon as I lost my booze, I got hungry. "

Oh, no.

This guy is a typical drunk.

He's the type of person who stands up for his swordsmanship and other talents and destroys himself with alcohol.

I've been trying never to drink since one incident.

I'll complain to Edgar, too.

Yes, booze has magic.

It sometimes heals people and sometimes strips their fangs to harm their owners.

I've also failed a lot with booze in my last life.

- Was that when you were just twenty years old?

Around the time I was drinking at home alone in the evening and feeling high.

Champoning alcoholic western liquor, I was drinking grubby.

Of course, the drunkenness turns quickly.

But even though I was on the verge of getting drunk, I wanted to tangle with someone.

I'm usually a downer, too, a cheerful hip-hopper with the help of booze.

I wish I could, but I've come up with something boring.

Yes. Let's tell my little sister how exhilarating she is.

And you're so kind, you don't have to take your time.

Expectations and alcohol held expectations in my chest.

Already then, my reason was blown away.

In case you start, kick in the door, straight to the hallway.

And after this, it will become a reputation in the neighborhood as "The Odd Voice of Man in Holy Night,"

I ran off with a drunken soul scream.

"F, F, F, Fryaway!

You, Cant, Stop, Me.

Heehahahahahahahahahahaha!

Melwiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

I think he did say that.

Oh, because after this. The police came to the house.

Coaching me dozens of times.

My first job after taking office was my crackdown, poor sergeant.

You've been rushing around with him clutching his facial muscles.

That's fine, there's a tragedy coming from here.

I pulled out a chain of societies called doors.

I wasn't looking around.

No one can stop me anymore. Instead, stop it.

I even had that thought.

And to mark the first step in glory, I went straight ahead.

Just sadly, it was a bad place to step out.

That was a staircase, wasn't it? And freshly waxed.

My feet wore perforated socks.

There's no way I can step on it.

From the results, I rolled down the stairs with tremendous momentum.

Involve the telephone lines around you and crash the vase.

Having played a magnificent falling play, I noticed someone standing at the tip of the fall.

Oh, my sister reached out to me on the verge of dying.

I wept and looked up at the person.

He was my father.

I don't care what you think. He was my father.

I was a job wanderer at the time, completely cut off from my parents.

Shit, they're definitely gonna knock me out of the house like this.

I smiled softly when I felt the danger of a finger fold in my life.

One spin per body in front of my father's feet with an icy sculptural look.

With my final decision pose, I expressed my gratitude.

"Heh, Natsubikori"

I guess it was then.

The first time my parents put me in a kick.

I ate a mighty tookick in my belly. I

He was turned over to the police who rushed off in an odd noise.

'How many times...' said the tearful sergeant -

Yes, I won't repeat that failure again.

Eating rice is not a bluff.

But only booze is no.

If Edgar ever recommends it, I will reject it categorically.

I follow Edgar walking out, swearing so on the inside.

Along the way, I remembered something.

If the prediction is met, there must be some reaction here.

He began chanting in a low voice, making sure the passers-by didn't hear him.

This is detective magic taught by Walkins before he came to the King's Capital.

"Broil out harmful enemies against me with the Bright Devil's Net -" High Direction ""

A vast amount of magic spreads around me.

[High Direction]

All right, successful completion.

You can use it for the first time.

A thin membrane made by magic magnifies to look for something.

I exhaled lightly when I checked.

"Hmm, what's up, Regis?

"No. Nothing."

Edgar has been worried, but he shakes his head to the side and denies it.

That's when my stomach complained and rang.

With that said, you didn't eat much last night either.

This is your chance, Edgar.

Takari was full of spirit and I followed Edgar.

◆ ◆ ◆

corner of Central Street.

Me and Edgar were having dinner at the Mass Tavern there.

Apparently, this guy has completely forgotten that my age is a single digit.

Is it all alcohol in this guy's head?

I wish I could fight with a liquor bottle, not a sword anymore.

Edgar was chewing the bread gazily, stirring up cheap liquor.

"Hey, am I interested in a woman named Mr. Walkins?"

"What are you listening to all of a sudden?"

"No, I guess I have to."

"I don't want to hear that. That's the story.

What, is that what Walkins is to you?

You have such a good face and body.

Literally, are you willing to dedicate your body and mind to Walkins?

I guess the suspension bridge effect when I was helped worked in a weird direction.

"Chi, no.

I want to be purely at Mr. Walkins' mercy. "

"Of swordsmanship?

"Including that. If she wants... I don't care what you do."

"... Somebody stop this drunk"

There must be some bad booze going around. It's the effect.

Must be.

Do I know Edgar's love for Walkins?

"No... but Regis is good too"

"If you have time to dictate a seven-year-old, drink water and get drunk"

Don't look at me like that.

Even if it's a joke, it'll make you feel weird.

A little more. You better be aware of what you look like.

If it hadn't even put together a swordswallowing atmosphere, it would definitely be hot.

"... Phew, I'm hungry"

"I don't mind this, either. What about accounting?"

"I'll take care of it. It's cheap."

"Fine. I'll get it out. I wonder what it would be like to let a woman out."

"No, no, I'm here"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"No, no, no, no."

"No, no, no, no. -"

In the end, whatever I ate and drank settled down by giving myself money.

Most importantly, Edgar had been drinking a lot of expensive liquor.

I was supposed to pay nearly 90% on my stomach.

He was also turning drunk and crying, "Uh-huh, it's expensive," but left his heart to ghost.

Then let me handle it from the beginning.

Where my heart and wallet were lightened, we went outside.

"... Wow, Regis looks like four.

All of us, divorce magic is small. "

Flirting with Yolo, Edgar leaves his body with me.

Don't get drunk even if you drink.

Don't you have such slogans in this world?

Edgar, who can do it, gets tangled up in a yak about whether he's crying Uedo or not.

"The store I cherished is gone.

But I'm going to try to rebuild it by multiplying everything I have. "

It's not a monkey.

"What, Regis thinks I'm not for the merchant -!

"Yes, yes, I don't think so."

It's like caring for a drunk.

No, it's like nothing at all. You're right.

Why should I take care of a drunk woman this past year?

Still, the guards aren't stuffing us at all.

The corner of the city burned.

You should be able to ask Edgar, the owner of the store, what's going on.

I look around in surprise.

- Still okay?

However, the magic of approaching is becoming thicker than earlier.

It's time to make a move.

From the people around us, I wonder how we look.

I don't think he's a former mercenary and a mentally aged boy.

You should look just like a drunk woman and kid one of them.

Edgar pulled my sleeve, not around Lu Rhythm.

"Well, I'll show you to my villa next time"

"Oh, I was hoping to see it for once."

It's a lie, though. Who likes it when it's full of suspicion?

But I nodded cocklessly to look as innocent as possible.

Me and Edgar hang out, but we walk for a solid purpose.

Behind us.

About a few dozen meters away?

From there, there is a quiet intention to kill.

I would be very unrecognizable if I hadn't used detective magic.

So far, so weak.

I know more or less the source, but I can't help but make a scene here.

He followed Edgar as he felt the cold will to kill behind him.