Glutton Berserker ~The One That Exceeds The Concept Of Levels~

I was rocked by a carriage for half a day. I came to a medium-sized capital called Tetra. It's about a tenth the size of a king's capital, but it's a pretty lively place.

That's because it serves as a southern hub for logistics to the King's Capital.

Tetra gathers specialties from all over the South, and many merchants from the Wang capital buy them. Let me tell you, this is also the capital of merchants.

Gallia still has to go south.

I tried to find a carriage to catch from Tetra, but it's almost sundown. Night lanes are more likely to be attacked by fierce demons.

To try, I asked if I could arrange a carriage, and they said no.

Well, we don't even need to rush off that fast, so let's take the inn here today. You can come back here tomorrow morning and move on.

For money, I get quite a bit more from my superior, the servant of the Hart family. If we didn't waste a hell of a lot of money, we wouldn't have a hard time getting to Gallia. I'm sure she knew I was going after Roxy for Gallia.

That's why the superior tried to stop me.

"I have to use it."

I walk out of Tetra, the merchant capital, when I hold on tight so I don't drop gold coins.

I've only been here once. It came from the village where I was born and raised and stopped on my way to Wangdu.

He was kicked out of the village then, with little money. I only remember so much that I slept in a shrinking corner of an alley where people couldn't come without a choice.

And you bought three pieces of hard bread for no money and walked right out to the king's capital. Now that I think about it, I've lived a long time to get to King's Landing. Well, even after we got to Wang Capital, it was hard...

I don't really want to remember. As the past turns my head, I'll see what the city looks like.

Then, guuuuuu......

Apparently, the belly worm is asking for a meal.

You can eat the preserved food you bought in Wangdu, but I came to the capital because of it. Taste the dishes you couldn't eat last time.

Just right, there's a liquor store with a big tree sign on the right. There's a lot going on today, and I feel like drinking, and let's make it this store.

I open the old door of the old stuff and go inside the tavern.

Is the seat about thirty? It's bigger than the tavern in Wangdu where I was going. It's also quite a luxurious tavern from the decorations in the store.

Looking through the store, I sit back in the chair in the counter corner. Every tavern has its own place where I can calm down.

Quickly, the clerk of the man who was wiping the glass on the other side of the counter calls out to me.

"What can I get you?

"Right...... what do you recommend?

"Red wine from Heart territory if you're liquor. If it's a meal, it's bread cooked with plenty of rabbit meat soup and butter. At least 20 copper coins. What are we gonna do?

"That's expensive. You think you're a stranger and you're overwhelmed. Make it 15 copper coins, then I'll order it."

Then the clerk laughed bitterly and communicated the order to the back of the store.

I paid fifteen pieces of copper in advance and watched the store for a while.

The merchants are half the customers of this store. Half the samurai. Everyone is wearing good clothes. I see, just people who seem to loose their money. So you're charging higher prices for alcohol and food?

I was thinking about tomorrow, drumming my tongue at the meal that finally came out.

We should probably use the carriage to go south through the biggest possible capital. It's better to replenish and rest. Because by the time we get to Gallia, if it snaps, there will be no ex or child.

When I flattened out without leaving a meal and put my mouth on the wine, I heard a noise from the back of the store.

I'll turn to you for something.

There were six samurai sitting at the table with a look that looked down on people.

Furthermore, there is one man who sits down in the ground to those people.

The man has bowed his head many times to the samurai during the meal. Every time the samurai curse men. The worse you ask, the worse the wine gets, the worse the chest.

Normally these troubles are not involved. But it looked familiar to the man's face.

He... what are you asking the samurai to do here?

Without even knowing my gaze like that, the exchange between the samurai and the man continues.

"Now the demons are all over it because of Gallia's influence, and they keep asking for well-earned crusades. Go and defeat the demons in the back of the mountain with this gold!

"Please, hurry or our village will be wiped out."

"Ugh, hit the other one! I'm having dinner now."

"Please... please. The others keep saying no... I don't have time for this anymore. Please… save our village"

A samurai with a jawbeard steps on the head of a man who is desperate to ask.

"If you want to keep your head down, rub it more like this on the floor. Show your sincerity. You know, it's sincere."

"Dobo... please... I will"

The man begs with tears pouring down the floor. The samurai see it, raise their voices and laugh out.

The samurai, starting to get tired of laughing scatterly, says as he slowly moves his legs away from the man.

"Okay, sweetheart."

"Is it true!

"Oh, but. There's a pile of crusade requests. It's a year away, okay? Oh, and let him walk to the back of the mountain. Ten gold coins for an incremental fee."

"No... it's taking too long. And we only have ten pieces of silver coins."

Even if the samurai once again laugh out loud at the answer. She said this would be a good booze knob.

"Then nothing. Hit the other one."

"No, please... have mercy. Please."

"I don't like it. Saving you guys won't make you any money."

Men still, they don't try to give up. Rub your head against the floor and do the samurai a favor over and over again.

To much perseverance, the samurai who were playing with the tease also start to irritate.

"You're powerless, don't worry about it. You can't do that."

That's what I say, grab the man's chest, pull him up.

"I don't care what happens to your village, what the sons of bitches know!

Right fist swinging to punch a man.

It's the power of a samurai I don't think he's doing too well. If you hit it, it's not strange to get hurt badly.

Ha... I noticed I was stopping a fist rolled out by a samurai with one hand.

"That's about all I need."

"Oh, my God, you didn't squeak out of the side. You don't have to..."

I use my samurai fists to grip them slowly.

On the way, the samurai with the jawbeard kneels with his eyebrows in the letter (c).

"Ok...... ok so stop it"

"Well, then you're eating quietly. It's a nuisance in the store."

"Let me do that. So let go of my hand...... it'll crumble"

Understanding the difference in strength from me, the jawbearded samurai sat in his seat awesome and resumed his meal quietly with everyone else. It's like you're up all night.

I turn to the man who helped me.

Then the man opened his eyes and stepped back. And I can't seem to hide my surprise with my hands on my mouth.

I say to Seto, a childhood tamer who was not even close, in his native village.

"Long time no see. It's been five years."