Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

"Did you say goodbye?"

Going to the brigade, the heroic brigade leader man says.

The man named himself Glare Griffen. He said to call it either Glare or the captain.

"Nothing... I didn't want to"

"I don't mind. If Chrono's life and death are the shackles that bind you, then he deserves to live."

One hassle of words, Glare creates a giant dragon of pitch black.

"You know, Sinra, I wish Mr. Dragon had a seat."

"Speaking of which, Metre, I think we should have somewhere to sit in Ryu-kun."

The twins change the rhetoric slightly to say something similar.

"... I don't call that a dragon"

Saying, Glare flattened the back of the giant dragon slightly.

"Be patient here."

Wow, twins ride giant dragons as they twist.

"By the way, Captain. Was it good, Chrono? I don't think Lewsey will be rewarded for taking him home alive."

To the words of the monocle youth, Glare returns "slightly alter the muscle writing".

"Uh, like, 'I put a step on drawing a white hero into my side, but he was killed by a chrono I had a crush on'? Then his face will stand too. Good for you."

"What, Reid, were you close to Lewsey?

When the toddler girl while on the right shoulder of the giant looks unexpected, the monocle young man called Reid flaunts his shoulder.

"Hey, actually, I've had him for a drink. Come on."

"Heh, so you want me to worry about a glass of booze?

"That's what brother-in-law is, isn't it?

From the context, I assume it would be the opponent Khlo was fighting before the Hero Brigade. Being away must mean he's dead.

It really seemed like a glass of booze was the reason Reid cared about that rhusei and the mess, and there's no way to mourn his death.

"Well, then I wonder how much you'll care if this Feety dies."

"I don't remember you getting anything."

"What are you talking about, fool? So many times before, the noble Fitty forgets a fool like you and the grace he gave you to keep your mouth shut?

"Wow. The values are too different to find room for dialogue."

If you have a farcical conversation, they will go to the dragon again.

"Sasa, Master Clear Bedivia. Please board. You won't get used to it for the first time, but it's a comfortable outdoor ride, what's a dragon?"

A woman in a mask stood behind Quinn at some point.

"Hey Face. That sounds like you're blocking the escape route. That doesn't feel right. You're one of us now, so trust him."

A man's voice comes from the person who looked like a woman.

I didn't mean to escape originally, and ignored it because I didn't care about credit or anything.

Shut up and ride the dragon's back.

The last time Glare rode, the dragon flew.

The creepy floating sensation is a flash, and it stabilizes quickly.

I sense 'wind' attribute magic unfolding around me. The caller is Glare.

Consider altitude, dragon speed, and make sure your team is not inconvenient.

In fact, I don't feel the wind if it's not cold.

"And so. So I have time to introduce myself. I'm Reid. Raydred-Raines. Brigade members were basically hidden heroes, so the hero's name is a secret."

Cutty black hair, same shade of eyes. The eyes on the side not wearing the monocle are hidden with the forehead. He has a cool grin all the time, but is frigid compared to "The Ethereal Hero" Lucius. or so self-love seeped in like the 'Hero of the Dawn' lyke. Nor could I feel anything from a man's smile. I am also making it, so maybe I feel frigid.

Quinn can't take it, ignore it.

"Huh. Reid, you're being ignored. You've been ignored. I'm shutting my mouth to seeping stupidity. I'm sure. Come on, Quinti, Fitty, it's Fitty Seedside = Argentilis. With all due respect, call me Master Fitty."

The top of the head has silver hair, from which the shade gradually changes, and when I go to the tip of my hair, I have blonde hair. The eyes are round as a full moon, red as a cloud. Compared to a girl named Econa, who sleeps with Cro, there is no difference in her physique. Such a strange-haired girl fits nicely in the lap of a big man who scratched an apple. Contrary to its cuteness, attitude is immense.

"By the way, the only human chair with this big deal is called Trash-Bebage. Call him a tiger.... you're asking?

The big man has a cross wound engraved in his throat. It doesn't make sense to keep your mouth open. Even if not, he had the impression that he was oligarchy and that animals were going to like him somehow, Quinn thought. On the other hand, I don't think I'm good with people.

"Well, well, you two. Clear Bedivia, you must be tired, too. Yes, 'Respectful Heroes'. Let Faith-Belholic make you some tea. I brought tea utensils and tea leaves."

It was the woman with the mask covering her eyes who began to prepare for it. Her nose is high and her lips are glossy. I think the facial moulding is excellent, but is there any other reason to hide my eyes? Her breasts are richer than Shiro's, and her habitual hips are thinner. Many hairs are pure white, tied in two and flushed back.

"This is it - Dordre with very little harvest per year - oh......! It's getting caught in the wind!

Black tea leaves flow far back.

"Oh... oh... my God.... Lady Glare! Please go back...! I'll gather them together.

"... don't say you can't. I'll make it convenient for you later, give up."

"... tough, corner, I thought I'd get close to you with this preserved tea bowl, Clear Bedivia - oh...! It's falling off the back of a dragon!

The seemingly expensive tea set falls far down.

".................. is there such, such despair?... Lady Glare!

"... let's get the same thing ready. Don't cry."

"That's just great, Mr. Glare! Dear Clear Bedivia, the Tea Party will be held even after the visit to the Imperial City."

You're a busy man, I think. In the end Faith and Quinn said they weren't exchanging words, but she was snorting contentedly.

"Everyone has a sweet idea. It's a sweet thing to get along with. I mean, it's cookies."

"No one and he's got a sweet read. It's sweet at times like this. I mean, it's baked sweets."

Twins. Two melons in the face and the same cream color in the hair.

"Come on, Mr. Quinn, I'm going to split Cinra's cookies for you."

From Sinla's point of view, the right hair is tied like a doughnut. And she has a slight sauce eye.

"Hey, Quinn, can I get you some meth baked sweets?

The hair on the left from Metre is tied like a doughnut. And she's slightly hung.

We were both offering Quinn a cup of sweets in both hands.

After ignoring them for a while, their stomachs grunt, and even more so, they begin to drool.

"... I don't need it, because. Eat on your own."

When I said it, they cheeked out the sweets with a shabby look on their faces.

Watching your cheeks swell like squirrels doesn't make you look like a hero.

".................. I guess we all realize. The fact that we were all ignored, but only Cinra and Metre are getting a response back. Guys, they're inferior to twins. Sad reality. Hehe."

There was a woman holding her knees and squirming. The neighborhood is carved into the sights, and reddish brown hair stretches across all sides. I have a small voice with a cat back and a shady impression.

"Hey Neuroses. I was about to get some soothing air around the corner."

Skinny, long blonde hair. Her face is beautiful, but her voice is wild.

"Oh, it looks like Atashi is the last one. Atashi's name is Queen-Critico. Let's get along with each other who sounds similar in name. Oddly enough, there's something in common about beauty."

"... no, you've suffered a disastrous defeat in beauty. What are you trying to do?"

"Hey Reid, are you trying to tell me you're not pretty?

"What are you talking about, Queen? You're beautiful. It's just that when you look at it objectively, it's not far from Kwinty."

"Heh, with this Feety in front of you, it's all the same compared to the back of a tree...!

"What do you say, Fitty? It's about fools, like judging people's worth by their faces. Truly to weigh, yes, let's be the beauty of hearts and boldness. Faith thinks so, though?

"... Wow, that's beautiful. If I don't care about my face, I wish I were masked first..."

"Cookies are delicious."

"Baked sweets are sweet."

Quinn wanted to block his ears.

These easy-going people have already handled Quinn in their bodies.

From that moment on, when I labeled it 'buddy' thin, the subject seems to be truly buddy to them.

Disgusting, I thought so.

"Why do you follow him?"

It is probably related to those who can unite that this disgusting group is wrapped up without a wrap.

Just like Crowe put together a coalition of heroes that was falling apart.

Everyone looked strange at the same time.

"Come on, Kwinty. That's it, isn't it just a stupid question? Why are we following the captain? I don't mean to obey you in the first place, but if you still say so, there's one reason."

"Because I like it. You don't need another reason to be together, do you?

No one denies Reid's words. On the contrary, they nod and express themselves in their own words, etc.

Fitty was shy and pointing that way, and the tiger still didn't say anything, but the feeling is just the same expression.

"That ~? Hey guys, look at this. Did our captain's ears turn red?

Only Glare sat a short distance from the group. I'm turning my back on this one, but if you look closely, it does also look like my ears are red.

"Haha, that 'Hero of Darkness'! There's a glare griffen who's been secretly under the emperor's orders and has been in the empire for ten years! haha! My men complimented me and lit me up - whoa whoa!?

Suddenly the dragon swirled.

"What's the matter, Reid, if you want to die, say so from the beginning"

"Wait, wait, Captain! It's not just me, it's all falling!

"Except for you, I'll pick it up."

"I'm sorry......! I apologize...!

"Hum..."

Back to normal.

"Hey, haha. That's why everyone likes the Captain and the Brigade (here). That's all. I hope you will someday."

Quinn couldn't understand Reid's words.

There's no way they're coming that day.

Take your gaze off them.

The sky is beautiful.

Quinn thinks.

About Cro.