Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

Who has a lot of questions

"How could you believe that!!"

"This motherfucker?"

"Even if you become a baron, I will not be humbled!!! No, in the first place I don't intend to listen to you, Thousand Horses!!!"

- Arrest!

Mariel, who quickly stepped on the backstep, growls as she takes up her combat position. This motherfucker hasn't eaten a concept in a long time. How dare the Baron of the Kingdom reveal his identity and react to this shit?

Nine searched today!!!

"Come!! Let's make a real decision today!!!"

"Hiiq!!"

With a loud shout of defeat, Mariel, who was screaming, fled to the back.

What was behind it was Liztina and Karin, who were sitting at the table and drinking tea casually. And it was a reget. I guess it was all in here. All three of them are looking at us, drinking tea quietly.

"I'm a guild leader!! Please save me!!!"

Mariel cries as she hides behind Liztina, and she sighs with a small sigh as she puts down the cup of tea.

"Mariel."

"Old!"

"Baron's right."

"Yes, yes? What the hell is that...?"

"Baron's right. I was awarded the title by the royal family."

"I can't do that! That's the truth! That's the baron!"

"Do you think I'm going to do this? You're right, Baron. Do as you're told. I can't help it."

It's like a Cheongcheon Wall sentence.

"That's it, that's it! There should be no such thing...!"

Marielle's face, who was sentenced to death, began to look like a Cipher. Marielle opens her mouth and slowly turns her head and looks at me.

"You hear me? Call me Baron in the future."

"..."

Look, look at the crazy hoarseness. The energy of Hogu, which is so tangible that it can be seen, is blooming from Hoguel's shoulders.

If you collect that smoke and make it into a pill by performing a special process, that's the common euphoria that comes out of the ashtrays. A confession that answers anything you ask as an inexhaustible slogan.

"Don't hide there. Come here, Saggha."

"Ah, ah...!"

When I called, Mariel walked forward slowly as if she were a broken wooden doll. He was already trembling like a beetle mole exposed to the cold.

But this son of a bitch?

Am I still that scared?

"You're not being polite to me?"

Abbreviated on.

"Well, that's..."

"Get down."

"...!"

A moment of silence.

"Well... I see."

Marielle nods her head and tries to fall to the ground, and I grasp her arm with agility just before her hands and knees touch the ground, and I raise her up again.

"What...?"

Then Mariel, who was about to fall down, looked at me with an extremely questionable face.

"I'm joking, Zackia."

"Joke?"

"It's a joke. He's trying to get down."

"Hugh!!!"

When I found out that I was joking, the angry Mariel shook my hand and blushed her face.

"No, you're kidding!!!"

Then he shouted aloud, a gesture that Marielle felt like the child's hoarseness was properly buried. She's like a tiger every time I see her. It's been a long time since I've seen such a sentimental look.

"Giggle."

"Hey, you limp!!!"

Mariel, this cocksucking bitch tastes good.

I don't know anything else, but this son of a bitch is just being treated. To enumerate the misdeeds of this bitch, it's an endless affair. I think I was beaten every time I encountered Mariel. Of course, it was only in the early days, but after I was a little mature, I forgave generously.

"And I don't know how far I've been joking...!"

Marielle, who was away from me, shook her body as she grabbed her head with her Cipheresian face.

"Me, me. Son of a bitch. Why bother Mariel?"

A familiar red-haired woman walks down to me with a cup of tea.

"Son of a bitch."

Her identity was an orphan reget.

A superior assassin Liztina was raising. He was talented, but not as talented as I am. Now she's a cocksucker who's not even my opponent.

"Are you having fun harassing Mariel?"

"Then it's fun."

"I'm trying to make a son of a bitch."

"Son of a bitch. You're worse. Are you still picking on slum robbers these days?"

"How am I going to cut it off?"

"Uh-huh, you fucking balm."

However, that is also a kind of social service. He is my acknowledged accomplice. Slum robbers caught in the hands of the Regents are forced to throw up everything they have until they are found. In fact, if you're being held back, you're on the lucky side. He doesn't see slum robbers as people like me either. I feel free to kill and take money from my wallet.

Fight criminals, take back their unclean possessions. This is what you would call a negotiator in your own way. Isn't that right, actually? The word "collaborator" is the name given to a great killer.

"Guild Leader!"

Mariel went back to the back of the regent and hid.

"Hey, hey. You fucking Hoguel bitch. It's a joke, so don't be too scared."

"Ho, Hoguel?!"

"Enough of this shit. But it reminds me of Mutu's guild. How's Cerca?"

"Serka quit!"

"What? Really? Why?"

"I don't even know the circumstances, but I'm ready to quit. Are you trying to assault Serka?"

"Fuck."

I just thought about it. I don't really care.

"Well, why don't you sit down? Some of you in the back."

Regret, who said that, pulled out his chair and made his seat familiar. I mean, when the guild leader says his place makes people, there's no manners?

Then, the outfit became a bit calm.

Literally, Mutu is the guild leader. He has his own head when he sees that he has the ability to run a guild, even though he is a bit murderous.

"We should. Let's go in and sit down."

I brought Claudie and Winia right behind me.

"Kat? Who is it?"

"Those two? I must have told you a few times, but Mutu is a guild subordinate and a superior. They were both beaten up by me."

"Ah. How many times have we talked?"

"Uh, those guys."

Claudie nods. I've already told you how many times I've had a murderous relationship with them.

Anyway, I approached the table.

"Well, that's a good guild. Sister Liz? It's been a long time."

"Somewhat. Come and have a seat."

When I sat down, Karin, who was looking at me, laughed and said,

"Man Mane is very good at it? Huh?"

"Uh-huh, that's a good guy to grind. Mariaeaeaeaeel!!!!!!!"

"Oh, shit!!"

When she screams, Marielle curls up like a stressed herring.

"Huhu, don't bother me too much. I feel sorry for you."

"Yep."

Don't bother me.

"But I didn't expect to come here. Are we done here?"

"Uh, we're done gathering information. I've got a lot of time left to tell you I'm afraid I'm going to cross the road when I get back. How do you think you're gonna get in a little early today?"

"Hmmm..."

Liztina asked me for a moment.

"I haven't seen you in a long time, though, so I'm going to eat. It's going to be hard to see now or again. But you can, right?"

And then he asked me for my consent, but if Liztina wants to, of course she has to.

"Do that. You're coming in for dinner, right?"

"Yes, I will. Thank you."

Liztina's smile.

Marielle and Lizette saw Liztina and me alternately because they felt like they saw something strange, but they didn't say anything.

"But, sister. What do you think of Mutu's guild these days?"

"Hmm, well. Not bad. Regret was doing great."

She briefly explained.

Mutuga's guild condition was just like that. If you subtract the fact that Liztina has left a little bit and the number of new subscribers has decreased, there is no big problem with running it.

It was a very popular guild in the first place, and it is not only a martial arts training, but it is also useful from the perspective of connection. People who punch and kick each other are getting along, so they have no choice but to become a chapel of kinship.

Businesses like that don't usually fall apart.

But the problem happened when these demon bastards showed up, and it seems like they're a bit of a stigma these days because they're cheated by demons and not really good at it.

"You've had a lot of trouble in many ways. Then eat and come in."

"Yes."

"Where's Karin?"

"Well, I'll stick around and come with you."

"Do that."

I drank some tea and went outside to talk.

*

After returning home, I had dinner with her. I went to a restaurant a few times throughout my life in Istanbul, where I was eating, and I felt like I was back home.

I became incredibly familiar with Istanbul's food.

That's the taste of home.

"Cat. I've been quietly energized at home with Risha. I think there are demons. I think some of them are hiding in the city."

"Did you hide?"

"Exactly the man who was empowered by the devil was hiding. Of course, it wasn't that much of a concern. I think they're probably mixed up in a refugee camp."

"That's ridiculous."

It's already infiltrated. But when I saw Hilde talking, I didn't seem to care much.

"Even though there are religious people in the city, it's extraordinary."

"That's because you have to be careful."

"But what are the chances of you getting caught in reverse?"

"None at all. I feel how strong I've become. Now, Risha's artifact hides her identity, but maybe if you grow a little more power, you can shut down all the energy without the artifact."

"Good news."

It's no longer a normal circus.

"But Hilde. I got the high-end water."

"Argh!"

"It's okay. I hid it in the backyard. I'll take you home if you think you'll be okay."

"Yes... please do so."

It's just a prerequisite for me, even though I like high quality water. I don't care if it affects Hilde a little.

"But what were you thinking about doing?"

"Well, let's go tomorrow. Let's go around lightly."

Today is the day off and starting tomorrow.

* * *

The next day, we went outside the gate. The landscape I saw as soon as I left was very mild. There were so many soldiers standing there. Already, the squadron was all transformed into a military area.

Nevertheless, these are extremely familiar and authentic landscapes.

Anyway, I went all the way in, and I found the soldiers' camp. As soon as he reached it, a vigilante approached and asked for the purpose and identity of the visit.

"Baron Gimcott of the Kingdom. The purpose is reconnaissance and combat."

"Ah, you were the Baron. Can you give us a moment?"

"Is there a problem?"

"You said you were scouting and fighting. I have a knight here who is in charge, so I will report to him and get permission."

"Right? Then add this to your report."

"Paladin, the Saint of the Bronze Society, is here."

"Par, Paladin...?"

It was that moment that revealed my identity.

- What?!!!!!

At that moment, a roaring voice echoed from over there. I immediately analyzed the voice that I felt strange... a familiar voice. He's the protagonist of a good man's voice!!

"Bar, Captain Bakerell!!!"

- Ohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!

At the same time, you can hear the sound of the forest leaving. - Tuquaquaquaquaquam!!! I immediately shifted my gaze toward it. From afar. An aged paladin across a familiar sacred angel armor was running like a bull with a murderous look on his face.

- Pa!

The running `it' jumped `high`. `

This was an unusual `ride` without any real emphasis.

"Ooooooooooooooooo!!!"

It has been rushing this way like a gymnast monster who was kidnapped by some evil organization while simultaneously casting a crazy dumpling as it jumped to the ground, and I also ran to Captain Bakerell and cast a devastating windmill and a dense dumpling.

"Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Just before I confronted Captain Bakerell like that.

- Quaang!!!

We're the ones who hit the brakes with precise landing.

- Arrest!

Grabbed each other's left and right hands, lifted each other's left and right legs like ballerinas, and raised their heads in different directions, crossing over to the other side of the sky and greeting each other.

"It's been a while!!!!!"

"Even Captain Bakerell!!!!!!"

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