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

There's been a case.

The monster came out.

Granferia's New Year's Day festival is not so much a mess as it is cancelled because of Shikiki.

Even where I heard screams, the folks immediately start laughing as if nothing had happened. Even where you saw the monster, you'd be glad to say it turned out to be a good pastime.

100,000 city of Gran Feria. In this city, where something always happens, it didn't even become a big problem such as monster noise.

"Bergen, Bergen -"

"New Year's Bargain."

In addition to the inhabitants, three girls walked through the intermediate district, which was rife with many tourists.

Similar in design, with honey-colored hair, they continue west down the boulevard singing their nose with a large paper bag in their chest.

"The New Year's Bargain in Granferia was more than a rumor, wasn't it? Look, there's so many new video crystals!

"This one belongs to the brand. Hehe, uh, Wangdu is fine!

"Confectionery, Confectionery ~"

Cheeky on a paper bag with the brand logo is my oldest daughter's fair.

It is the second daughter's peak that uncommonly lowers her sensible face and less glasses of joy are uneven.

And it's Nice the Three Girls who have a melted face to the smell of the baked sweets they bought.

The three fairy sisters, who lived in Granferia, were perfectly familiar with their appearance as human beings and were still mixed up with their town daughter today to head out to the bargain in the mall.

"That was a big harvest!

"Yeah. Let's go home and show these."

"Oh, I can make you some tea."

With a yellow voice, the Fairy Three sisters proceeded to a residential area in the west.

Going down the streets lined with tall apartments and coming as close as the middle of the residential area, they enter one building without getting lost.

Decades-old pomegranate apartment. Even though you're about to collapse, the three fairy sisters go into boarding houses where only the rent has a good value and go up stairs that make a squeaky noise.

Eventually they reached the top floor, the attic, locked tightly and laid their hands on the door leading to the storage.

Then...

"Uh, I'm home, I'm home"

"I should have gotten in the carriage ~"

"Just kidding. It's not something you can do, like grab a carriage in that crowd."

Thin pink wallpaper. A carpet that did this even in white. Colorful cushions placed everywhere. Macaroons piled in a glass and scattered cosmetic tools.

The walls of the circular rooms have doors leading to bathrooms and bedrooms, where they are painted with flowing stars, etc.

Its spaciousness, its well made, does not seem very much the same as an apartment. That, too, should have been the space magically created by the three fairy sisters and their real home.

"Look, Nice. Bring some tea."

"Okay ~"

With the heavy baggage in place, the fair was brought to the cushion to fall.

Nice carries the treats to the kitchen, and Peak begins to set the video crystal on the pedestal at no cost.

The elegant life of the three fairy sisters - I don't know where they are, but this was their routine today.

"Hmm, you're full of advice."

"Yes, yes, well, good for you...... wow! Look, Peak! The color of this muffler!

"It's bright for winter. Is it for early spring? You're fast."

"A good woman is ahead of the season."

"Oh, really?"

Peak, who responded raw to the fair spreading the loot, silently adjusts the position of the video crystal.

Are you also used to your sister's unconvincing attitude, Fair doesn't care and breaks out the next bag.

Then Nice came right back and started arranging tea utensils on the table -.

"Hi-yah!? Oh, oh, king ah!?

"" What!?

Finally I noticed the man standing in the room's soot, waving his hands up and raising his voice out loud.

"Long time no see, you guys. How have you been?

"O fairy, king... Dear...!

A magnificent man with a dark green robe and a number of clear feathers on his back approaches the center of the room step by step, scowling at the three fairy sisters.

"Ha!"

"This is the Fairy King. I'm in a good mood. What can I do for you today?

Nice lays flat like a conditional reflex, and Peak grins thinly and rubs his hands.

The only thing that solidified was the fair with its big mouth open, but the fairy king somehow lowered his back to the chair without worrying.

"If you don't think you'll ever be back in the fairy world, prepare a room like this..."

The skinny man, who looks nervous, puts his hand on his slightly punctured cheek and screws the three fairy sisters.

"No... this, too, right? Think of it as a social study..."

"Hmm. Sounds like some fun social studies."

"Ugh...!

He glanced at the scattered brand bag, the pile of treats, and the video crystal that was just about to be shown now, and the Fairy King sighed deliberately.

"As you all know, a fairy is a creature like no other in the world. It is only in the narrow space between the realm and the realm that we play and manifest ourselves in our dreams. It settles in one world and beyond."

"That's the idea, that it's old enough! We were doing great right now, and the fairy didn't find out..."

"It's too late for something to happen. What if I get caught by a wizard? You know they used foreign laws to create a fairy species."

"Bad Wizard! Ha! That's the old one."

Fair, which was always just getting intercepted and accumulated with depression, bit the fairy king by shaking off the stopping of peaks and nices as well.

But the fairy king, without being angry at the unfair demeanor of the fair, merely narrowed his eyes and dazzled the fair.

"Hey, what..."

To the Barricade Fair, the Fairy King sends one advice.

"Don't you see? I'm here. There's already foreign bodies in this city."

"... Huh?

"I also feel disturbing signs. Evil will is glancing at Granferia."

"What...!?

The fairies were bewildered by the strict attitude of the Fairy King, which never existed.

Disturbing signs? Evil will? I couldn't feel anything like that anywhere...

From the look on the faces of the three fairy sisters, King Fairy, who realized that they had not yet 'understood', turned his hand to the entrance to the room and sealed the door with a magical chain.

"Ahhh!?

"The door to the city!!

Without worrying about the stunned Fairy Three Sisters, the Fairy King is wrapped in light and gradually loses his contour.

'Look, you guys. Don't go outside for a while. He's hungry for power. And this is also a' trial '. Now our involvement in this city is unacceptable...'

"Hey! What!? Say something I don't know again!

"The door! And the door. Uh-huh!

The Fairy King returns to his fairy home, wrapped in the swirling green light.

'Look... now we just have to watch...'

"" "Door!!

And without leaving any trace, the Fairy King left the room of the Fairy Three Sisters.

"... but what is it, that poor, gullible father..."

To the unspoken fortitude, the fair completely depressed and fell into the pile of cushions.

"Ugh... I was going to buy some street treats too..."

Nice fell after his eldest sister as he covered himself in the fair.

"... Hmm. Evil will, is it?"

Only my second daughter, Peak, had put her hand on her mouth and thought of something.

"Who the Fairy King alerts. That could be..."

Peak pulled a book out of the bookshelf in the room with a rugged face.

Then he turned the page with parallax and stopped that hand about in the book.

"Hmm..."

Peak to sit back immediately and read the book on the spot.

On the cover of the book she had, she could see a word that meant 'God'.

That's...

That's what I was thinking.

Who am I? Who am I? Who I am...

Why are you here, what are you moving your body for, and where are you going to go?

Not enough. Not enough intelligence to give an answer.

Not enough. Not enough power to think.

More, more, more. We need a lot of help. We need great power.

Instinct whispers to its awkward brains. Nutrition. Growth. It gets bigger. It serves the purpose of existence...

It had now reached out to a group of men and women by impulses that made the depths of their hearts flinch.

"All of you, demons! You know us as the Royal Eastwind!

"Oh, brother......!

There was a well-dressed boy in a pure white coat.

There was a girl, like a common man, to hide on its back.

The two confront it in an alley in the superior district and manage to tow it away.

"A...... ooh"

Turning consciousness to the long sword unleashed, it raised a voice of joy.

- What amount of energy!

By divine, the beautiful long sword was a crystal of great power, and its fullness felt condensed power.

If I could take that one in on us - I'm sure I'd be done.

"Aaaaaaaa!"

For the first time in my life, I raised my ambition, and it widened my mucus body greatly.

Like swallowing every boy and girl, it spreads like a netting, it falls, pulled by gravity.

"Ahhh!

Luckily, the girl was the boy's addition and they were nailed to the spot.

Keep it up - keep it up, absorb it. Use that sword as your own food...

It lets your mind bounce into a glowing future, shrinking your body as it is, wrapping it around,

"Don't you dare!!

"Ooh......!?

It was blown in all directions so that the water balloon burst.

Mucus that makes noises with the babies and adheres to walls and cobblestones. With his sword against a large chunk of it, the boy quietly burned his anger.

"Are you going to prey on me and Emily? Nice work. It's demonic shallow...... but!!

Striking the fury into it, the boy - Folka, Prince IV, raised the divine sword in heaven, from which the two names originated.

"Bow-drawing to the Easwind royal family is unacceptable to many! Not to mention words, such as putting my beloved sister in her fangs! I don't even have to leave it to the knights...... you, this I will succeed and defeat immediately!!

The forged flesh moves.

Aspiring words and deeds lead to majesty.

The Fourth Prince, once despised as an 'extra divine sword', had grown in body and mind greatly after a year of months -!

"Eat it. Yeah!! [Pyle Bunker] Ahhh!!

"Gopo......!?

"Blow it up. Yeah!! [Flash Rush] Ugh!!

"Oooo......!!

- Of, but not thinking much about the surroundings seems the same as before.

"Ahhh! Brother, it's cool -!

"Wahahahahahaha!

"Do it eh!

"Oh, I'll take care of it. Eh!!

Whenever the divine sword arcs, the fluctuations of light pop out of his body and rip what is linear into a bump.

Whenever a powerful skill is activated, the pillars break and a large crack runs on the walls of the private house.

As I saw it, the alley became a mess, and by Folka, who still wouldn't stop, there was finally a big hole in the cobblestone.

"Ooh......"

"Ha-ha-ha!... Huh!? There's no demons! Where did he disappear?

"I did it! Your brother!

"Whoa, is that right? Hehe... what no other love"

The truth is that all the splashed mucus escaped from the big hole to the sewer - not knowing otherwise, Volca and Emilietta were celebrating their demonic exorcisms with great victory.

"Brother, wow! I knew your brother was a brave man!

"Heh heh heh, that's awesome. Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh!

Eventually the knights of the escort rushed, and even as the wild horses gathered, Volca and Emilietta laughed heartily and proudly?

And then you think Volca's pocket money is going to be softly reduced?

Forca Laserna Boltros de Easwind.

To call him the brave man of the Divine Sword, he was still a blue boy.

January 2 - The night the incident began to manifest itself.

In one of the rooms of the royal castle were gathered the nobles who presided over Easwind's martial arts.

"Problem."

In a room filled with heavy air, it was Count Ranju who cut the fire.

"More so," In the King's Capital, "" The Prince "and" By the Demon "are attacked? Triple issue...... no, this is out of the question now. Knights, what was the police force doing?

Filtered body. Short silver hair. Colored eyes.

And the Countess, with a sharper eye than anyone else on this occasion, stabbed a swordswallowing gaze at the man sitting at the edge of the round table.

"Ha, ha, that... that... ooh...!

The Knights in charge of the security of the Advanced District, the Earl at its head, had shriveled his rich moustache with sweat, still more pompous and sweaty on the table.

Faced openly by its filthy drops, Count Ranju still tries to rebuff those responsible.

But to block it, an out of place laugh echoed into the conference room.

"Wow! Hey, that was a disaster! It's not a rare case like that! Dear Folka, Disaster, Emilietta, Disaster, Security Person, Disaster! If you think everyone is a victim, you can't even be angry!

The red-haired man, who seemed to have turned the habitual man up one or two times, laughed in a teasing, loud, well-passed voice, banging his hand.

Count Ranju, irritated by this, raised a blues bar on his forehead to dazzle the red-haired man - the head of the Southern Knights, Baron Dantrick.

"Are you serious? Or was your brain hit by southern cheerfulness?

"Ha... no, it's tough. But you're serious, this is it."

"Ha!?

At last, Baron Dantrick, who was wondering if he was crazy, began his explanation by muscling with a laugh.

"What everyone here knows is that security will be strengthened even more during the New Year's Festival. And it is also a well-known fact that it has never been broken in the past decades. If there's a problem, it's not that security was broken, it's that someone broke security."

"I didn't expect the unbreakable protection to collapse away... there was alarm. There was a gap in my heart."

"But the enemy is also bold and invincible. I didn't know you were coming for the royal family right away."

"No, wait, I haven't even grasped the enemy's forces yet. Didn't Lady Volca just run into demons by chance?

"In the king's capital? Impossible! This is up to the Bartolore conspiracy!

"We'll have less physical evidence for that! I didn't even see the operative move! If you doubt another country here, it will leave its roots behind!

Baron Dantrick's story is skittish, and the nobles gathered in the conference room begin a lively discussion.

Whose fault is it? What is the purpose. Is there a continuation? Is this the case?

The information at hand alone blurred the contours of the case and was directed towards those who did not even know what the meeting was about.

Many nobles were anxious. The King's capital's security, which I didn't doubt because I believed it to be a cornerstone, would collapse so brilliantly, etc...

Anxiety rapped the aristocracy, and the argument with no end in sight was endlessly overheated.

"- Reinforce security"

"...... Huh!!

There was only one voice that stopped the barren argument.

Red Dragon in Easwind. Patron saint of Easwind. The head of the Ferdinand family, also known as the Royal Scarf, groaned facelessly.

"" "Ha!!

Oduron de Ferdinand.

With the voice of the crane of the Grand Duke, the policy has now been set here.

An unprecedented Prince raid. The nobles moved quietly in order to raise the lousy man and wash him out to the back relationship.