Helping with Adventurer Party Management

"Yeah... Spring the shoots... of the layered clouds that take place on the stars and moon at night... what's this?

The number of parchment letters shown to Laura is about ten.

I can read the letters. Except for some words, you can follow them.

However, what was written on it was a substitute that Sarah didn't quite understand.

"What, it's not a love sentence. It's a very passionate expression, isn't it?

Laura says with a blush, but Sarah the common man couldn't keep up with that sensibility.

Though Kenji told me to study writing letters, I also felt I could understand how Kenji was not comfortable with his aristocratic counterparts, "they are a pain in the ass".

"I don't know what to do... yeah, how did you call each other? Is that what you're saying about this shu?

"I can't handle it, Shu's golden bud"

"Hiragi noodle crust"

As for Laura, she couldn't give up there.

Emphasize with a strong tone, so repeat.

"So, uh, the other guy, yeah, somehow..."

"You, the Ethereal Sword."

"Yes, you are."

Repeat again. Somewhat, I can't help but read the bar.

Will you always call me this?

It seems so hard to deal with nobility and nobility.

Refresh your mind and continue asking questions.

I am confident in my florist costume, but I don't even know when it will make a scene.

Time is precious.

"Do you know the official position of your opponent? What kind of work do they do in Wang Du? A sword or something, so you're some kind of martial artist?

"I don't know the details, but they're in the department that manages the adventurer's business. Although you are the three sons of the Viscount, they bought the arm of the sword and asked you to come in. I also thought I'd make a request to Mr. Kenji because he has a reputation among adventurers, so I thought you might have some kind of handover..."

"Oh, you're right"

I thought I could figure out why Laura had relied on Kenji and why.

There are also more big parties for Kenji to consult with.

Someone of those people came to the whorehouse and Laura pinched it in her ear.

"While you were in this city, you stayed with me for a long time. So I was also exchanging letters, but suddenly I couldn't get in touch, and I was wondering what to do..."

"Right there. Why did you suddenly lose contact? Are you telling them about your child?

"No way! You can't do that!

"Can't you? But you want to tell her that you had a child, right?

"Right, right. But I want to avoid making that person feel worse."

"Hmm..."

In short, I want to let them know that I had a child.

But I don't even want to publicly imitate them to make them worse off.

Though I know how it feels, I also felt that the difficulty of the request had increased.

This is a squeeze of wisdom.

In the meantime, I decided to borrow a bunch of letters that I'm not sure what it is.

Laura was initially reluctant to lend but could not think of measures without information.

It's a waste of time and effort to remember and copy this long text.

After that, Sarah succeeded in hiding a bunch of letters in the flower cage and walking out of the back door with dignity, and gained a little more confidence about infiltration.