Din no Monshou (WN)

After splitting up with a devastating woman.

I walked for a while and reached the mansion with the chief.

The mansion is spacious in vain and very well made.

A relaxed wooden architecture with style.

You're a pretty good maker if the chief is a wealthy man.

Isabelle points to the mansion and explains.

"Well, this is the chief's mansion. I don't think I need to be nervous because I'm basically a person who understands the story.

And then... well, be careful "

"... be careful?

That's another way of saying it.

Well, what is it to ask persistently?

No particular questions asked, me and Isabelle went into the grand mansion.

But what is the chief like?

When I think about it, I feel like I'm lean, intelligent, and I say bad things, but the roots are honest.

My hunch is more or less true.

Definitely.

I'm sure there will be elderly people out there who will lead the elves with a motto.

Think so, follow Isabelle's back.

"Yeah, right here."

"At the end of this door? That's a qualitative room."

"Because the chief doesn't make a difference in the elves. We all share everything fairly."

Ho, isn't that a nice chief?

I have a feeling there will be more and more discerning favorites out there.

I can go, the chase wind is on my side.

I coughed up one thing and I got dressed.

And open the door.

- It's open.

When I step in, I say hello with great prestige.

"I'll see you first. Regis -"

"Willyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!"

An anger that shivers the air.

And muscle Dharma looming in front of you.

A big grandfather was waving his fist around.

Musculoskeletal, tiger vision.

A blow that was going to crush everything hit me.

I scream unexpectedly.

"Duh, duh, duh, duh!

Activates the escape step of Alec's direct transmission.

Evade your fists with a single hair.

In addition, the floor was gobbled to avoid pursuit.

At that time, I heard a noise from my head.

Apparently, he hit his head on the foot of a desk that was in the room.

"Gu, gu, gu..."

But not if you're falling.

I rubbed my head with tears and saw someone beating me up.

Short hair with a bright colour covers her head lightly.

Makes you feel fierce, hawky eyes.

It's horrible.

But there seems to be no doubt that the old man is an elf.

I can see the specific pointy points in my ears.

The mysterious grandfather's blow did smash the wall.

But the price was huge.

The material on the wall is strangely stiff, or my arms are losing it.

I struggle badly and try to pull through, but I don't make it slight.

After a while, the old man stares at me.

"There you go!

"Yes..."

I accidentally reply with a spinal cord reflex.

A sharp voice. You have a voice coming out of your belly for your age.

Grandpa is in a stupid big rage and suddenly starts introducing himself.

"Non is what you call a jackle! He's playing the seventh generation chief of Elf's Canyon!

Who are you? Name your name!

I'm Regis Dinh.

If you want to hear the name, don't stop the name you just gave me.

Suddenly he beat me up.

Grandpa, who named himself Jackle, takes a good look at me.

And he admitted behind my back what Isabel looked like and suddenly let his hostility disappear.

"Oh well, you were a guest! Let's apologize for the beating, I'm sorry!

"Oh, really..."

Oh, my God, I don't know. They apologized.

Well, it doesn't look like you had any hostility.

Judging by how this looks, you mean you hit someone before you checked to see if they were coming in?

What a gunpowder warehouse.

I feel like I'm going to blow up every mansion when it ignites.

"By the way, I'm looking forward to seeing you as Isabelle's acquaintance, and I need a favor!

- Don't ask me to!?

Oh.

What do you ask of the person who tried to hit you?

You seem to have a delightful thought circuit inside.

View Isabelle next door.

She was shaking her head like she'd given up.

Son of a bitch told me to tell you in advance if something like this came up.

No, doesn't that make sense?

At least only for this grandfather, it doesn't seem to make sense to be doing some research.

Rather, it's a level I'm glad I didn't know.

If I had heard beforehand that there was such a supercrossbow class mine, I would have immediately descended the mountain.

Fair enough.

I'm not so narrow as to bend a navel just because I got beat up.

In the meantime, let's just say we ask what that request is about.

"So, what?

Cough up and ask.

Then, a grandfather named Jackle shouted out loud.

"- I can't lose my arm!

Help me pull it out! Isabelle, you have to help!

Leave it to me. Leave it to me.

How hard you hit me, I won't be able to get out.

The power of hate?

Did you turn the power of hate on me?

Besides, if you look closely, there's big holes in the walls everywhere.

Apparently, you're beating up visitors depending on their allowance or something.

What an irrational trial. Better still break through the twelve trials.

I guess it's not what the chief does.

I have a lot to say.

In the meantime, I can't move on to not helping.

Me and Isabelle pulled the jacket off the wall.

◆ ◆ ◆

(i) After boredom.

Me and Isabelle were facing Jackle across the table.

Because of my tiredness, I feel like I haven't sat down in half a day.

I even pinched a break during the climb, but it still doesn't lead to a fundamental physical recovery.

You're so grateful to be able to sit like this.

With that in mind, the cup was gently placed in front of me.

"Go ahead."

"Oh, thank you."

Looking beside him, the elf girl had a soft smile rather than...

Apparently, he made me some tea.

Totetote, and carries the basin in jeopardy.

"I'm Cecil. This is Grandpa's grandson."

The toddler girl named Cecil bows her head with a peck.

Mixed red colored hair.

Nico and I smile expressively.

You're releasing a naive vibe.

An unusual face is like an angel.

Unexpectedly my craving for asylum is stirred up.

Yes, this is it.

Little kids should take a while.

I don't think I've seen a toddler for real in a long time.

Well, unlike my daughter, the inside and the outside are matching.

Again, the real thing was different.

Hitting and changing with Cecil like that, Jackle, the chief, looked like a ghost.

Except that she's this grandfather's granddaughter, and she's full with no complaints.

Rather than, the negative elements are adorable without any relation.

The young lady named Cecil looked at my face and glanced intriguingly.

"Wow, black hair. It's unusual, I've never seen it before."

"Oh, you don't see much"

I don't know why, but my hair is black.

According to magic genetics, though it seems to be a color that occurs genetically occasionally.

You forgot about the conditions and probabilities.

I also think I read it in a book before...... I can't remember.

Dark hair tends to be relatively few on this continent.

Sometimes people who don't know the world very well are usually surprised?

Most of all, the people I've been dealing with haven't really pointed out the color of their hair.

Hate for me preceded me, maybe it wasn't the other way around.

open to the small size of the vessels of the corrupt aristocracy.

Still, was my prediction out of line?

Elf's elder was a narrower and more intelligent image.

Why is there such a muscle incarnation?

Well, he doesn't seem like a bad person.

It would also be wild to talk about appearances.

If you change your view a little bit, it's full of rigid atmosphere and looks deep in nostalgia.

But the fighting spirit and muscles that blew out of his whole body were ruining everything.

Grandpa... Tomorrow Jackle eats and hangs on Isabelle when he drank out of tea in one bite.

"So it's Isabelle! If you think I haven't been back in a long time, what is this man!

"... Shut up. I don't like that about Grandpa.

I was wondering if you could speak a little less. "

"Well, I'm sorry"

When he sees Isabel blocked his ear, Jackle quickly whispers.

In the meantime, Cecil pours a tea replacement.

Jackle watched with a loose face.

Is it with you anywhere that your grandson is still cute?

And Cecil gave him the courtesy, and went again with Totetoth out of his room.

Don't be very soothing. My cheeks unwittingly loosen.

But did Jackle immediately recall his doubts?

When I drank the tea again, I stuffed it to Isabelle.

"So it's Isabelle! You're such a human being."

"You said shut up. Can't you even remember a few seconds ago?

"Gu, no. I'm sorry. When Dawn comes out, she'll have a voice."

Isabel's voice swallowed a sword.

Besides, it's rarely looking pretty.

Apparently, Jackle gets louder when he gets distracted.

Isabelle introduces me when she manages to make him talk.

"A few years ago, I went on a visit to the western part of the kingdom, didn't I?

That's when the bandits attacked me. "

I'm not listening.

'Cause I didn't say so.

You didn't tell me, did you, Mr. Isabel?

You're naturally turning Jackle's nerves upside down.

Isabelle looked back and briefly summarized her history, dyeing her cheeks from time to time for some reason.

"At that time, you embarrassed yourself into quite a struggle.

I accidentally fell into a crisis.

But Regis helped me...

I wonder if we'll be dating ever since. Yeah. "

Well, he cut through without me. Yes, he did.

But isn't it a mistake to have helped?

It was a pitiful curtain to remember now that I fainted after running out of magic.

It's black history for me.

Jackle seemed sincerely surprised to hear Isabelle talk.

"Oh, my God, humans imitate such discipline.

You said Regis. Thank you on behalf of Elf for your help. "

"No, it's not a big deal.

Isabelle just helped me... "

When I humbled myself, Jackle stretched his chest high in his nose.

And lift Isabel as if to brag about my daughter.

"You will. You will. Isabelle has the best sense of elf."

"No, Grandpa. Alexandi is the strongest in the elves."

"Don't give me that name!

A rage for no particular reason strikes Isabelle.

But she's also used to dealing with it.

I immediately blocked my ears and looked at the chief depressingly.

"... Your grandfather's dislike of Alexandria remains the same.

When I was a kid, I still had it in my roots when I called it archery. "

"No, you're not! Non is angry at the discipline of the elves where he scorns them!

Oh, Grandpa.

Was Alec abusing you, pathetically?

Looks like his tattoo pride doesn't bother you at the main mountain.

If I saw the provocation against the elves earlier, I'd know more or less.

Say something to the angry-headed jackle like Isabel pouring fire into the oil.

"Yes, Alexandia's coming to the canyon, too."

"What the heck!? You bastard, you're here to shame Non again!

Everybody, let's fight! Meet eh, meet eh!

- Silence.

A breeze passed through the room.

Naturally no one responds.

In a vain atmosphere, Isabel complains.

"... we're already on our way. Guess Grandpa's the only one who doesn't know."

"Oh well...... Why doesn't anybody know?"

Jackle drops his shoulder disappointingly.

You'll see why soon enough.

Every time you report to the Admiral, you think there's a warrant for you to eat a murder punch.

Looks like the elves in the canyon didn't hear about me and Isabelle coming.

In that context, there must have been Jackle's beating habits.

What if the chief immediately interferes with the transmission of information?

Unexpectedly, Isabelle whispered in her ear.

"... Grandpa will be about 300 this year.

Since I was a little girl, it seems like I've had the ability to bite anyone.

He hasn't been afraid of adults since childhood.

- So, back in the day.

I didn't even hear the chief stop at the time, and I sold the fight to Alexandia, who was rarely returning home.

Then I lost instantly... "

Don't make me hear too much about your past.

The sight has come to mind.

An upright boy, expected as the next chief.

Traitorous elves breaking discipline and getting along with hostile races.

Both of them bumped into each other trying to bump into each other.

But the difference in power is historical.

Needless to say, Alec must have won.

It's about him who can't be grown up.

Must have gone with the momentum that made me cry.

"... and it looks like Alexandia didn't have a good place for a bug.

I didn't get tired of just beating him once, and over the course of the week I forced my grandfather into a serious battle.

When Grandpa is awake, asleep, alone in his room. "

"That's terrible. All I can say is sadness."

Maybe Alec was pretty rough then.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be so obstinately abusive.

Even so, what a thing to do to a pure innocent boy.

"... when Alexandia got tired of going down the canyon, it was catastrophic.

I think Grandpa's been scared of dealing with other people ever since.

When someone suddenly comes into the room, I have a habit of getting hit with reflexes... "

Oh, I see.

One thing is clear: Alec existed in the shadow of that beating habit.

Wait a minute. That means that the cause of my impending beating is Dae Yuan...

Well, shall we stop exploring the senseless?

I have trouble summoning the serpent with a tweezer.

But for this minute, if Jackle sees Alec in person, his heart's going to stop.

"Nevertheless, it's Regis. How did you get into this canyon?

"No, usually Alec and Isabelle take me... but"

"That's not what I meant.

For humans to come in, they should need to break through the elf barrier.

Mm-hmm. That woman, did you crave a human?

Kukuk, that's hilarious. Where did the pride of the Four Wives go? "

Jackle laughed invincibly.

That woman, that must mean Alec.

To find out, whose body fluids are attached to me?

I wonder if you have any doubts there.

"No, my dear body fluids belong to Isabelle. Maybe."

I don't remember Alec following me.

It wouldn't be a special concealment either.

But when I heard what I said, Jackle's condition changed dramatically.

"Noooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?

"... what?

Jackle opens his eyes.

He stands up violently and hands the knife he was decorating behind his back.

And then he pulled the knife and stuffed it on me.

"You, oh, oh!

The most exhilarating princess in the elf... did you poison Isabelle? Aah!

Again, Beast, I stabbed him wrong, but he'll take it away!

"Chi, no! Misunderstood -"

"No questions asked. Ahhhhh!

Phone, and the knife is swung down.

Quick, I'm not lost in sword flashes.

He's definitely coming to kill me.

But I can see.

It was me who once crossed a sword trident with a skilled assassin.

A blow of this magnitude, it can't be seen through.

I managed to avoid it by removing the blade.

Kill the shock completely and get nothing.

But Grandpa gave up the knife he had grabbed and brought out further weapons.

Is that... a big spear?

If I stab him, he's going to gently ascend.

It's a little shabby, so it's time for me to clean it up.

Come on, it's the limit of patience.

"Oh, fuck off! Quiet, Grandpa!

Don't wield your weapon with a misunderstanding! You're gonna kill me!

"Respond!

Oh, no. Nice.

Strong answers returned.

You think I got my hands on Isabelle.

Ha, there's also a lot of misunderstanding.

Do you think I'm capable of doing that?

If it did, it would be moving fast.

The moment I clenched my fist, Isabel broke in.

"It's a misunderstanding, Grandpa! 'Cause that's what I like to do."

"Sh, like...? I didn't deal with the other elves. You like...?

All right, Regis. To a despicable man like you, Isabel won't do it. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Isabelle, I appreciate the follow up.

But I wanted you to pick a few more words.

It's causing a catastrophe like gasoline on a flame.

Anyway, this is not going to be resolved in the discussion anymore.

Exercise your powers is not where you want them to be, but let's be powerless, solve misunderstandings, and then talk.

The moment I tried to chant magic...

"Toraaaaaaaa! This is it, the last one. Ahhhhh!

Along with a huge hanging voice, the mansion window was smashed open.

An elf woman rolls in as she blows.

And Alec has been intruding on the chase and all.

Did you kick all those people?

You're as strong as ever.

Alec is just exhaling that the stretch is over.

As she shrugged her shoulders, she began to look around.

And when you capture Jackle, you have an awesome grin.

"Oh, when are you not a lad?

You still have the chief.

It's been a long time since I've seen you again. You want me to deal with him for a little while?

Awesome intimidation.

A vast amount of magic overflows from Alec's body.

How the Chieftain Jackle reacted to this provocation...!

…………

I was blowing bubbles and fainting.