As the lord grinning softly touches, the maids slowly walk in the back with something like a money bag on a tray.
"I will give you 30 silver prizes for your hard work!"
30 Silver!
Now that there are 12 search parties, you spend 360 Silver, or 60 Silver of 3 Gold. Oh, my God, it's a fucking barrel.
Subsequently, another maid brought the same publicity, which was represented by the search party commander, Bakerell.
Since then, good work has always been expected of the Church, so the time for praising the adventurers has also been long. I spoke more appropriately to myself, but I liked it again by adding all kinds of rhetoric in a loud voice.
People in high places were also very fond of Abu Dhabi mentioning this atmosphere. I called you to compliment me on how to make a person, but if you like to react, it's natural to like it.
Anyway, seeing as I liked Abu, Lord Isvandt seemed to be a good man. There's no one who's good with a dog that waves its tail.
Finally, the Lord's reign is over with the defeat of Bakerell once again.
We followed the guidance and respectfully gave examples and came out of reality.
"Wow, it almost fell apart."
- Hemicephaly!
My heart was beating like it was about to explode.
I felt like I was out of my mind for a while because I was cruising in front of a real evacuation noble. The sweat on my back is damp.
Still, Gimcott handled it well.
The lord seemed to like it, and he didn't commit anything.
But I'm afraid I'm gonna dream of the Army.
"Nigger...!"
After a while, the nobility calms her surprised chest, and Winia sticks to me nicely and speaks angrily, killing her voice with a tight mouthpiece.
"Oh, Winia, why?"
"Nigger, you're crazy! I told you not to fuck with me, and I was so excited again, again, again!"
"No, shit. I acted with the utmost respect."
Even with the East-West money, it will be hard to find someone as polite as I just did. I don't know, but it was just a four-night prize holiday.
"What a courtesy, that is! What a nigger!"
"Uh-huh, in the future, call me Gimkatt."
"What do you like? I've fallen asleep! I'm crazy! I thought you were dying of anxiety, for real!"
Winia seems to have been deeply worried about me stretching out all kinds of rhetoric to Lord Isvant.
I acted that way because I had an idea.
"Were we worried about Winia? Oh, what are you worried about? But it worked out fine."
I'm just looking cute because I'm worried.
"I don't know, asshole! No! More than that! What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Ah, that."
I was going to briefly explain it to Winia, so the man who was guiding us noticed it again and I decided to explain it later.
Oh, but didn't you say the infant called me earlier?
"Hoo-hoo, Cat. It was cool, though. Cat's a good talker."
Unlike Winia, Claudie laughed purely and praised me.
"Isn't that right, Claudie? Touch my jaw quickly."
"Yeah, I love you, Cat."
Claudie's thin fingers tickle my chin.
I want to go home and suck.
"Ugh... but what do I do now?"
The infamous nobleman told me himself that he would call me... I might have to wait. One maid approached because she was thinking about it.
"I hope you'll hold on for a while."
She was a cold-looking young woman with green hair.
Are you here to call me?
"Ah, is that what the Immaculate One called you?"
"Yes, I would appreciate it if you would follow me."
"Yes, I do. Oh, by the way, I have two more of my own."
"There is only one monk called by the Immaculate One. I will escort you to the waiting room if you wish."
Now that I've heard it, Claudie and Winia have asked me to choose between them, whether I go home first or wait in the waiting room.
"Wait a minute, Claudie, Winia. What do you want to do? You want to go home first?"
When I asked them, Claudie nodded.
"Yeah, I'll be back first. Huhu, should I cook with the reward?"
"Uh-huh, that's good. I'll go back and help you."
"... a real nigger. I'm a real nigger, and I feel like I'm just boiling. Please don't crash this time, okay? Nigga, I'm worried about you."
Winia told me not to buy it again. What are you, my mother? Is that right?
"Don't worry."
"You make niggers worry all the time."
"Can't you believe me?"
"No, I believe..."
"It's okay, it's okay. Claudie and I are going back and resting. I'll be right there when I'm done."
Winia nods as she quietly calms down.
"... well done."
"Yes. I'll go back and tell you about her. Or ask Claudie. Well, there's something that happened before I met you. At the Arena."
Claudie and Winia followed the search party outside. I asked Barquerel to say hi, so it won't be a problem.
"Then let's go."
"Yes."
I immediately followed Maid.
"..."
But what the hell are you calling me to talk about?
Thinking about it, the only thing I had a conversation with was when I caught an ogre and shook my dog in the arena.
A situation that remembers me as impressive.
And there seemed to be a strange favor to me. The man himself seems to be a bit flattered, and maybe he's just as interested in the demon-killing story as I said before.
Oh, it's love and poison in Shival's lordship.
Tension never ceases.
I feel a little damp because of sweat and fever. Overall, it's a little hot. It's hard to feel pressure because of a different kind of tension than when you're actually fighting. In fact, I was a man who became infinitely smaller in front of power.
"Hey, where are you going now?"
"I have been instructed to escort you to the room of the Immortal."
"Ah."
Why do you want a space that's getting awkward?
"I'm afraid I don't have enough common sense about the precepts, but is there anything I shouldn't do to the Imperial Highness?"
"... The paramedic seems very worried compared to what he looks like."
Maid looked at me and said,
"Anyone should be concerned."
"... it was called by the Emperor himself, so if you don't do anything rude, you won't pay much attention."
"Thank you."
Yeah, let's just do what we did, just what we did.
He broke the corridor, climbed the stairs, and then just arrived at his destination.
- Red door.
Is this the room of the Eternal Love?
"Please wait a moment."
A maid knocked on me and asked me to wait for a while. Suddenly, she went inside by herself and became a fallen duck in drowsiness.
You son of a bitch, leave me alone!
There is no more painful time than standing alone in an awkward and uncomfortable space.
"..."
The passing maids stared at my face and cleaned.
He looked like he saw something strange or scary.
This, this fucking awkward space!
Gimcott Zoo!
"Oh, I mean."
"Argh!"
"Hiiq!"
"Argh!"
I wanted to say hello, so I raised my hand and the maids screamed and fled to the bells. Nimi fuckers, you bastards.
"... motherfuckers."
My face is so scary, motherfucker.
My girls are all good.
As time passed, the door opened again.
"Now come in."
The maid from the room bows to me and turns to greet me. What? Are you planning on going somewhere else?
"Huh? Aren't you coming in with me?"
"... what do you mean?"
"No."
With no maid.
So Maid left, and I went into the Chamber of Honor, calming my pounding heart. It is inevitable anyway.
"Bronze Astronomical Society Associate Priest Kim Kat!"
I thought for a moment about how to make a position, but I thought it would be best to go in the most usual and standardized way.
"I will enter!"
I went in so confidently and closed the door.
"Oh! You have such a big voice!"
The infant welcomed me with a strong voice. I also answered with a strong voice.
"Greetings, my lord! It's called Kim Kat, the quasi-religious priest of the Bronze Society!"
"Already heard!"
The room was almost red.
A duvet, a bed, a couch, a wardrobe, everything is bloody. I thought for a moment that there was no normal person living in this room.
- Ivant Youngham.
She was leaning on the red couch and staring at me with a very interesting expression. Next to the couch is a huge sword that I saw the last time.
She had the skill to use that sword as a free material.
So you can have guests like me.
This woman was also a woman who rolled into battle and slaughter. A place where you can outperform me, whether you feel good or good. I don't know who wins when I fight Karin, but she's strong enough.
The Duke has a reputation.
A member of such a nobility is more likely to have undergone murder training and inhuman education since he was a child.
"You don't have to be nervous! She doesn't impose much on her guests! There, take your chair and sit down!"
"I see!"
Shiny, full-bodied red hair.
Rolled breadcrumbs were a symbol of nobility.
It is very difficult to maintain that hairstyle.
It takes tremendous care and time. Ordinary women do not devote so much time and attention to their heads.
He's tall there... and he's got big breasts. Evidence that nutritional status is also good.
Above all, the proud face and high tension are indeed noble. I took a chair and sat across from her in the mood of being a soldier.
"Hmmm..."
She touched her lips and stared at me as if she were trying to scan me. That's the spine seat.
"Certainly. I can feel an unusual energy from a relaxing look. Until I saw her at the Arena, it was just the impression that she was a brave warrior who fought well, but I didn't feel the energy of Mana! What the hell is going on!"
Did you feel Mana!
"After repeated battles, I was able to feel Mana at some point!"
"Ho? That happens all the time, but it's not uncommon. Your mother's eyes are not wrong!"
"That's the way you see things!"
I screamed like I threw up ten sides.
"Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho! It's natural for her!"
Then the infant smiles with his back of his hand.
It was indeed a noble laugh. Whenever she smiles, her rolling breadcrumbs shake.
"After a while, anyway."
She likes Abu, too.
"Because I was delighted that she called you, and I was curious, and I was curious about the vivid story of the devil's death. Let me tell you a dance story. She loves the dance tales of brave warriors!"
As expected, I quickly organized my thoughts and prepared to rob Agari. I already told Karin and Risha a few times as a brag, so there was no problem.
"Then I'll report back to you on what happened!"
I robbed Agari very proudly of what had happened at the time with all my fever and castle. If you like my dance story, you might want to give me an award because I heard something else interesting.
The more nobles feel, the bigger the barrel. I didn't care much about politeness, and even when I said it earlier, there was no problem, so there was no braking on my agary.
"That's why! He ended up in a gap where he became incapacitated! Evil does not prevail over justice, and darkness is devoured by light! Andromalius came to his death, fled close and left a curse, but I spit out a blasphemous insult to him!"
The love of hearing my story focused and burst into laughter again.
"Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho! Yes! All the Devil needs is zero tolerance!"
"Phew, Phew, Phew! The principle of zero tolerance! That's the key to winning the demons! Demons are the Brothers of the Visible!"
"That's the end of the trampled maggots!"
"The best thing to do is to slander even that life!"
"I see! You know something! The Knight who fights on the Front Line! It's a very sympathetic story!"
I'm glad you liked it.