Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

Under a cold cloudy sky to call it the autumn sky, one carriage was making noise and proceeding down the street.

Easwind's national territory has few ups and downs, and the streets are well maintained, but there are really irregularities on the bumpy ground, which, as it recalls, sometimes rocked the carriage.

"Oops."

Gatan, and the girl who masterfully manipulates the reins and fine-tunes the horse's destination from the top of the great swinging table.

With short red hair to burn even in cloudy weather and milky skin melted with chocolate, Alti rewound the muffler, which had slipped slightly due to tremors, with one hand, and turned his gaze all the way ahead of the plain, which spread everywhere.

"If we go at this rate, we'll be there after noon..."

I don't tell anybody, Alty squeaking.

In the late autumn breeze, which sometimes blows, the adventurer girl shrinks coldly her body wrapped in a fur jacket, silently hitting Piscilli and the reins, hurrying down the street first, ahead.

"Ugh..."

"Whoa, are you awake?

Alti, who was advancing his carriage on the top of the Buddha, gave a painful expression to the groans he heard from within his front. She looked cleverly back as she sat on the stand, and she saw 'it' moaning on the carrier.

"Did the chaser... did the chaser sprinkle...?

It's like a Zutaboro rag. What a human language that was speaking. On the contrary, if you observe closely, you also look like a person.

Blush brunette. Scratchy face. limbs thrown out without force. Rubbed off, torn men's clothes everywhere - definitely. It's worn out for some reason, but it was barely human.

"Yeah, I think we'll be fine for now. You've asked your mother to stop you, so you'll have a couple of days."

"Is that the time limit for my life..."

"Takahiro exaggerates...... but no, no... hahahaha"

A few hours ago, I remembered a ghost appearing by smashing through a bathroom wall, and you and Alti blued their faces and drowned a cold sweat.

Forged flesh. Rock-like uplifted muscles. The hands that had held the heads of numerous demons also looked like the mouths of carnivores.

A rare demon exterminator (Destroyer), a killer killer. Welcoming forty paths, and still boasting a temperamental and about to rip off flesh, the Alliance Master tried to crush the garbage worm (Noble University) that was breastfeeding with his daughter in the bathroom with one body.

If this is the average family, you'll have to laugh. It's also a good place to talk about Yotai, such as when my daughter storms her boyfriend's house worried.

But if the father is also the owner of top-notch power on the eastern continent, it's not the story. Father approaching by smashing through walls and putting cracks in cobblestones. Life-grabbing - Yes, as the word goes, the noble daddy who fled Killing with his life jumped on the carriage as if he were going to even run off with Alty.

And Alty contacted his mother, and Guitar lost consciousness on the carriage carriage - so now, a few hours later, Guitar finally woke up.

"Oh, my shirt is worn out. Damn, the killin 'one, you can do whatever you want or Riya... hey, Artie. I'm gonna get dressed, so just keep looking forward."

"Ahhh."

After the aftermath of Killing's onslaught, Noble Daughter began to take off clothes that were all rubbed off. He cautioned her in mild condition when he saw Alty not trying to take his gaze off.

In response, Alti also tried to move forward very naturally - but she was accidentally thrilled by the navel of the noble majesty that caught her eye, and her voice went up unconsciously.

(That's crazy... I'm used to seeing men naked. I've seen drunk men round out there many times. And yet, why... uh, damn. You sound weird, don't you?

Alti, who dyed his brown skin red, only looked forward to concealing it, and only his ears and consciousness were directed back to the precious grandeur. Her ears were tickled by the sound of the clothes rubbing, and she was shyly narrowing her eyes.

"Oops. Thank you for waiting."

"Hih!?

"... what?

(Shit!

When Noble Daughter, who had finished dressing, moved to your table, Ulty, who was boggling, accidentally screamed a small scream.

A sweet, unreliable voice, like a girl.

In an incredible voice for those who knew her before, Guitar gave her a strange look, and Alti himself was more surprised than Guitar.

"Silly, don't come over here all of a sudden! You'd be surprised!

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

Alty gently poked her noble breasts as she nodded her bright red face to the muffler. Motivated by strange embarrassment, Guitar apologized with a laugh to Alty, who poked at me many times.

"If the carriage gets off the sidewalk, it's gonna be tough..."

"Sorry, sorry"

To cover up the lights, Alty scolds you with a small voice. Knowing what that meant or not, Guitar apologized many times and made Alti shrug his neck each time.

"But... you've become a woman, you too"

"What!? Oh, my God, all of a sudden."

"'Cause you're starting to grow your hair, and you're worried about your clothes, aren't you?

"Chi, no. Nothing like that."

"I used to be like a bandit... and I was kind of emotional."

"So, no..."

I started stretching my hair, conscious of the man. At the same time, clothes that, no matter who told me, became naturally concerned. Both of them were pointed out, and Alti felt happy, angry.

I wanted you to notice. But I didn't want you to notice.

Alty, who was so overwhelmed with his budding love heart, could not see properly the face of the laughing majesty and buried his face in the muffler more and more.

Was that strange, Guitar uttered the matter again in a slightly strange tone.

"And... hih! It is. Hiya!"

"Ugh, uuch!

Alty's embarrassment reached its peak. Her face was so bright red that the fire seemed to come out.

And her hands were stretched straight out toward your greatness so as to pay for that embarrassment -.

Don't!

"... that?

"... ah"

Fluffiness, and a moment of floating.

Immediately afterwards, an intense rotational movement that strikes your body.

"Nooooooooooooo!?

"Ta, taka hero eh!?

As a result of the evil noise, Guitar fell to the ground and rolled down the street as if it were a marutai, being thrust down from your table by Alti...

"I'm so sorry..."

"No, I'm sorry I'm in good shape too..."

Parked a carriage along the street, where it lit fire, and Noble Daughter and Alti began to prepare for lunch.

They were bowing their heads to each other as they threw water and dried meat, dried vegetables, etc. into the portable pan. Fortunately, he was not injured because of his great high physical ability (status), but the clothes he dressed because of were covered in dirt and dust.

As he dropped it, Guitar laughed awkwardly and spoke to Alti.

"Well, this place means both fighting and losing"

"Right. Yeah, let's do that."

It's not like an adventurer to have a past in your roots at all times. Being a maiden in love, but more adventurous than that, Alty swapped her feelings spurtly and hit her on luxuriously cut bread.

"Look, you too"

"Oh."

Alti, who gives you the bread cut with her favorite knife.

The bread, which would have been baked this morning, was still soft and the aromas of wheat and butter greatly stimulated my stomach.

"Eat cheese too."

I'm sorry.

"I made some tea, too."

"Thanks."

"I don't know about soup...... hmm, almost there?

Returning to his usual state of affairs, Alty began to bake away and take care of you greatly.

Adventurers are like lonely wolves, independent walks, and they are not. Rather, the underlying philosophy of mutual assistance was rooted, and taking care of each other was not such a rare sight.

(... something)

Nevertheless, earlier, for a noble man who was aware of a woman in Alti, the figure looked like something not an adventurer.

A young woman who is moderately fashionable and takes care of a man without any help. Its initial appearance is like...

(Sounds like a young wife - or something...)

Of course, I won't put it out in my mouth and say it.

Knowing with his own reluctance to be pointed out 'femininity,' Arty thought so only in his head, sipping the butter tea she had brewed for him.

"Hmm? What's up? Did you hate soup?

"Yes, no, I'll take it. Yeah, I'll take it."

I was spoken to by a decent-faced alty, and now it was your turn to panic.

No way, I can just imagine 'a brown-skinned girl with red hair on her short ponytail standing in the kitchen with an apron on', etc., and it's not something I can say even if my mouth rips.

To never be distracted, and not to think about this, Your Highness was trying to admonish herself.

"So? I was talking about wanting special training, what can I do for you?

To distract himself from the topic and feelings, Guido asked Alti.

Special training. That's why Alti visited your house early in the morning and finally took you out this far.

I don't need to ask what kind of special training it is. In this world of swords and magic, leveling up is the best way to be strong. Four years after falling into different worlds, Guitar University, who knew so much about it, asked if Alti had any credit.

I was wondering if there was anything I could do to level up quickly.

"Oh. In the Dilka Forest up ahead, he said he saw 'Soul Materials'"

"Oh, you got an array!

The answer I returned was more than I expected.

One of the unique monsters, Seoul Materials. A demon with a body of wonder, like matter, like an aura, was famous for storing enormous amounts of magic vegetables in it.

Just knock this the hell out and you can level up a lot. In the past, some of the adventurers who were called first class also gave the benefit of Seoul Materials.

Alongside the unique monsters of the kind that drop massive treasures, Soul Materials was coveted for adventurers. Defeating his (or his) demons was an agreement to grab a thousand dollars.

This would also allow us to greatly increase Alti's level in a day or two and return to Granferia. The sooner we get there, the sooner we don't have to compromise the mood of our killer fathers.

Favorable conditions for exhaustion. Strangely, however, the streets leading to the Dilka Forest did not see anyone targeting the Seoul Material Crusade in the same way Alti and others did.

For whatever reason...

"But can you do it? He's tearless and quick. Besides, I'll be gone soon."

Yes, Seoul Materials is fast.

Not so much in people's hands. If you do poorly, it's so much less visible in the eyes of a regular person.

This demon, also referred to as a mirage or illusion, had surprisingly little crusade information, as long as the discovery information was well received. That's what defeated him. The more his name appeared in the corner of the demonic atlas, the more the Seoul Materials were invincible.

How do we take it down? Ulty asked with a glance what measures were available.

I can do it.

Whether there was a must-win measure, Alty looked bright and smiled like the sun.

Glittering her white teeth, she said this confidently.

"Because I and I have Takahiro!

"Is that what you mean..."

Stuck, Guitar exhaled a small sigh, then, grinned bitterly.

Full width trust from Alti. It was unthinkable by the time he was called a rat. Tickling at it, Guido made a noise with bread and slapped him on the knee.

"Well, try it"

"Oh!"

Under cloudy weather, the two young men looking for the Seoul Material Crusade seemed somewhat radiant.