Your body stiffens.
The corridor with the red ledge reminds me of the ghost house I went to last time, but this castle was almost like a palace compared to the old one.
I stopped staring at the fairly lavish interior landscape.
"Ohh."
It's an admirable space.
How many gold did you get into building this castle? I don't know, but the real money would have gone in.
What about the workers who manage the castle?
-Excuse me.
Beautiful maids are cleaning diligently. I like the outfit. It's a black-and-white combination, so it might suit Karin again, but let's ask her to wear it later.
I was walking along the group in silence, and a man dressed in clean clothes stopped us.
"My guests will follow me."
"I see."
When Bakerell answered, the guards who were guiding us left. Immediately following the instructions of the man, he entered a room.
Something like a guest room or a waiting room.
"Please wait here for a while. Soon there will be essential formal education and physical examinations before you know the Lord. Well, then."
He went out after a sermon.
As the door closes, the group's tension eases a little.
"That's a nice castle. I made it good."
"That's it. Which one's the coolest?"
Claudie was impressed.
"Hmm... scale or a lot of users? It's also amazing that the desert castle is different in style."
"Castle of the Desert? Have you ever been there?"
"I've never been. Just watch for a second."
I also want to see the desert once.
Claudie said that the desert was nothing but an exoskeleton.
"It's a really nice castle. But, nigga, I'm really worried about you, so why don't you do something weird in front of the lord?"
"Uh-huh, what are you looking at me for?"
"Impulse that can't be stopped. Do you understand?"
"Of course."
If I don't dry my impulse here, I'm fucked.
And in the first place, there is no corner to the impulse.
Anyway, I'm waiting for a moment, so the door opens and the servants and maids come in. They educated us in a lot of detail, whether it was a precept or a code of conduct when we went into reality.
Seeing the lord seems quite difficult.
What a lot of procedures.
I memorized the actions I showed as an example while focusing on not forgetting. It was not that difficult. All you have to do is get a prize.
Practicing pregnancy is just like the army.
After that, I was briefly checked to see if there were any hidden weapons. Separated by men and women, men are servants, and women are searched by maids behind partitions.
"Take out all the armaments you have. You won't be able to import any of those dates."
Return all the weapons you brought here. I took it all out and handed it over. That time had passed dizzily, and it was finally beginning.
"Follow me."
That man led us back.
"Brother Bakerell? Are you leaving now?"
"That's what it looks like. From now on, be nervous."
"Sure."
Tight on.
"Claudie, Winia. Let's be nervous."
"Huhu, Cat. It's too stiff.It 'll be fine if you feel comfortable."
"Then make a mistake. That nigger is really okay, isn't he?"
"It's okay."
- Piercing.
The man who told me to talk to you for a second noticed and closed his mouth.
What monastery is this? Why are you so quiet?
Approximately five minutes walk.
We were caught in front of a big door. It is a gateway of quality that is worthy of permanence.
"It's a reality."
When a short man opened the door, the mood of the group changed.
- Stiff.
All the search party members started walking cautiously, standing stiff. We followed it, too.
Alreality was vast.
On the other side of the red ledge was a low staircase with a luxurious chair on it. On both sides of the chair, those who appeared to be escorts were standing in a floating position and staring at us.
It's just a masterpiece.
We stood side by side in the middle of the chariot and waited for the lord in a distinct position. Oh, I'm so nervous. Commander, you are in!
"The Lord is in position!"
The voice echoed in front of me, and soon a man who seemed to be the lord appeared.
- Tough toobuck.
It just looked like a normal neighborhood uncle, but the energy of the dominant emanated from a walking attitude.
Above all, it was already a fine wardrobe. Good clothing indicates identity and makes the other person wet by itself.
His hair was red... well, he looks like a lord in general. Anyway, I took care not to make a mistake while bringing the tension to its peak.
Behind the lord, a woman with red roll-haired breadcrumbs was walking with a small step, and as soon as I saw her, I found out that she was an Isvant infant.
The lord looks like an uncle, but when you see that she is beautiful, she is more like a mother.
I rolled my eyeballs thinking about that, Tspot.
I confronted the infant's eyes as they were.
"...?"
The infant opened his eyes and was astonished, and with it I felt the power of my body. You don't think I'm sorry I ran into you, do you?
Since we met, we've been spherical--
"--Argh! You! The Barbarian Warrior of that time!"
Suddenly, the spiritual child did not have enough eyes to open his eyes, and he shouted loudly.
What, what?
How did this happen?
Fuck you, Gimcott!
This wasn't supposed to happen!
- A big one.
As I was quickly rolling my head, the spirit that had escaped from the back of the lord walked toward me with a loud voice.
Uh, uh, fuck!
Why! Why!
The infant who came so far in front of my nose grabbed my hands and shook them violently up and down.
- Shake it!
"I've been thinking for a while since I was a black-haired warrior, and I can't believe I'll see you again! The Arena match was quite impressive!"
I greet you with a voice as attractive as my big heart. Where the hell is this, motherfucker? I was forced to answer with an awkward smile and a hardened body.
"It's an honor to meet you...!"
"It's no wonder it's an honor! The same warrior you saw after the ogre, even the devil!"
The infant seemed to remember what happened back then. How the hell am I supposed to answer that here is not an excuse? It felt like it was getting awkward in my head.
He rolled his eyeballs left and right, and they all turned their heads and looked at me in a stiff position. Damn it! But once the nobles asked me, I was trained to answer politely, so I answered quietly.
"I only did what was natural."
"Absolutely humble! You like it, Barbarian Warrior!"
"Thank you so much!"
No, my lord...! Your daughter is doing this here and you're not stopping her! The infant constantly talks to me asking me this. I was curious about the story of defeating the Devil.
"Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho! The devil must have died like a trampled maggot! It's fun to imagine! When you slaughter an ogre, you see it coming!"
The enthusiastic tension was not so high.
The voice was so loud that it felt like an exclamation mark every time I said something. This woman is more than just a stock.
He even brought it to the back of his hand when he smiled, and he was a nobleman.
"The Devil's end was like an exploding coconut mass!"
"Blown Gossip! It's a very good expression! You seem to know something!"
-Hungan.
My back is already soaked with sweat.
If there's no luck, it might spill over.
Please, somebody save me...!
"... that's enough."
"Father! This is the Barbarian warrior who showed courage in the last Ogre Subjugation! I got a lot of help!"
"Calm down and come to the side."
Only then did the lord in the chair say with a hand.
"Oh, my God. I'm so excited about it. At the end of Al Hyun, I will call her separately. Well, then."
... call them apart?
If you do that, you will become Suvid Kim Kot because of the sweat. The infant went and stood beside the lord, leaving such a saying.
"Hmmm."
As the lord coughed in vain, Bakerell walked out in two steps, kneeling on one knee and bowing his head.
- It's the beginning of Chihuahua.
We also followed him and waited for the Lord's words.
"First, I'd like to thank you for blocking the threat to the city early. Seeing that horrible, huge arm, it was not necessarily the Yeshua Demon. You've done a lot of hard work. You must be the Crusaders of the Bronze Heavenly Society."
His voice was profoundly lame. With that voice, I felt like my shoulders would rot.
What can I give you as a reward?
"You adventurers have had a lot of trouble too. I hear you're an adventurer, no. Did the barbarian warrior who became a quasi-religious agent this time feel suspicious while investigating the demon and make a report? The adventurers are useful too, huh?"
... are you specifying me now?
Then do you have to answer?
"Stand up with your head up, quasi-prisoner."
After pondering that for a moment, the lord said so.
"I will rise with my head up!"
I stood up with my head raised as a second-in-command with a big ambush spear. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
"You don't have to give me such a rigid answer... of course. You look like a terrible warrior. That's the barbarian himself. You must be strong in your physique."
"Yes, Father! He's a very good warrior! You should have seen the game, too!"
"Please calm down."
Mrs. Isvandt left me with such a flattery. They started asking me questions like this. I was fucked. I thought I was nervous.
But when you get extreme tension in a place like this, you make a mistake. I regained my peace by forcibly sinking my heart. It is enough to call it an unfamiliar position.
"It's getting cold, and it's doing really well. Your body will tremble, but you've made a great achievement... haven't you, quadrant?"
"Yes! It was so cold! However, my heart was already warmed by the warm breeze of Spring! Thank you!"
Relaxing motherfucker.
More than usual, the Agari motor started to turn.
"Hmm? Hahaha! That's very encouraging. I can tell you that the lord who saw you is happy too!"
Fortunately, the lord burst into laughter to see if he liked the answer.
As a sign of that, at some point the lord began to speak to me alone.
Given the manner in which I speak, it seems to me that this is just a barbarian. In fact, the barbarians are still in the city. I live mostly in the lower classes.
I'm just curious that I was recognized by the Church as a barbarian and became a quasi-religious priest. In the first place, ordinary people do not have much of an eye for black hair.
It would be no different to be a lord.
Religious people didn't discriminate, so they were kind.
So I cautioned the horse against planting as much as possible.
"Then, did the city not feel uncomfortable when it flowed from the land of barbarians? It must have been a very different environment from my hometown."
"It was so perfect and beautiful that I couldn't feel any discomfort at all! If you're looking at the city's landscape, you can feel my eyes widening! Our tribe was just a closed well! There was a city like this in the world! It was a series of surprises!"
The art of infantile love was addictive. When answering to the original superior, you should speak loudly and pronounce. I don't know anything else, but it was in the army.
"Yes, yes! The city is beautiful! You have eyes! People have to live with experience! You see a city so big that people can grow!"
Anyway, seeing the lord laughing, it didn't seem to be a big deal. Beyond that, it feels good... is this a green light?
"Barbarians were prejudiced as violent, but I guess that's not the case anymore. Your quasi-judicians have corrected this lord's perception. Think with honor."
"I'm so honored! Thank you, my lord!"
"Hahaha! That's a great answer! Well, then I must reward you for your public service!"