Hitsugi no Maou

One Hundred Twenty-three Stories: The Invitation

The Gentiles, instructed by Raymond to welcome newcomers, acted largely in disregard of Sabitoga.

He who drags the unconscious Oren away, he who somehow begins to clean the bridge after the duel, he who gathers around the horses and discusses something.

Some lose interest and pull up early, while others show their faces after it's all over.

Sabitoga turned to the girl sitting next to her as she looked (though) at the people coming and going around her.

"I mean with all the excellent Gentiles... do you have a face you don't know?

"No, we all look familiar. I was wondering if Raymond and Hanglin were quite ancient ginseng, but most of the people who landed more than six months ago are still alive. Conversely, there are few faces of newcomers who should have sent out recently"

"Among the same excellent Gentiles, the stronger ones may have been selected to survive. Either way, if you look familiar, you mean the original owner of the horse is still not here..."

"I don't think the landers just survived a decade ago. There must have been a few before Oren who walked that horse."

The girl, who tried to look back at the horse as she said, meets the bat dripping down her nose, stiff.

A giant man with a whole fat bat carcass in his hands stood right next to them. During the duel, he was the man who yelled at Sabitoga to inform him of Oren's identity. Under the very short cut dark hair, the eyes of the colour dwell in the light of a man's nose, and the lower half of his face is covered with a beard. If you can, it was like a tamed bandit's main balls.

Sabitoga said to him, "What?" and turn to the question. The giant returned a name that was not even there, "I'm Blaze," the girl pushed the bat away.

"There is no nickname. He's just like you, a man who didn't get a nickname for an elder in the birth canal. In your case, if you'd met an elder, you'd have definitely got a better nickname."

"... what can I do for you?

"I want to come to dinner. It's a good day. Oren on the horse's leg broke his nose column."

Sabitoga hears it is a meal and gazes at the bat with the girl. The risk of eating bats that mediate (absurd) a lot of rabies is where opinions are divided among intellectuals. Some say it's safe if you're not bitten, while others say you don't have to bother eating.

A giant named Blaze continued his words in an upbeat mood as he wielded a dead meat reminiscent of the disease.

"Oren is an idiot and a scumbag. But the inconvenience has strength, and both fighting and killing are in the realm of mastery. There are rumors that he's been playing a thousand celebrities in some big prison."

"Spicy acid on the one?

"Oh, they made me taste it. I used to be good to him. They pushed him on the lookout, he was forced to represent Raymond in the job he was entrusted to do, and he was exquisitely made to do about the middle of" trouble "and" cheap favors ".

A spoon halfway to fury or giving up. A Gentile who wants to be in a settlement uses it with a critical line he can't step into a duel. I don't like him. "

But that's the end of the day, too.

A new voice mixed up in the conversation. When the three of them did their gaze, a mass of moss (koke) stood abruptly (heap) a little away from them.

A woeful, green, unintelligible object that isn't even human. Sabitoga, who nearly opened her eyes, confirms Blaze and the girl's complexion.

When I found out they both looked calm together, I asked frankly (softly), "What are you doing?" A girl naturally replies, "I'm a Gentile named Gidlett".

"Hanglin said there was a hunter (hunter) in the settlement. Gidlett is a golden hammer hunter, dressed like that in faith in a forest spirit named Gilly. Gilly is a young man in midrigoke clothes who appears before people as a messenger of nature"

"Clothes made of moss are called gilly clothes, or gilly armor, and they eliminate human body odors and signs. What Gidlett is wearing is clothes rubbed (dull) and doesn't make any noise. I hear all the hunters in his country are wearing those."

"... I think I know a little bit about how Straw felt about my food culture."

"Can I talk to you back?"

Sabitoga stood up unexpectedly and glanced back at the moss weirdness that approached her almost silently, as her reputation implied. The face covered with long, thin dripping moss seen in the birth canal does not even have eyes. Apart from his expression, he didn't even know where he was pointing.

"What Oren the Horse Leg was doing was like playing with scratches and scratches. But it's a very unpleasant and annoying game for those of us who want immortal water and choose tomorrow for an unknown ordeal. In this situation, I wielded a strange sense of character, and I always thought (cont 'd) that Susan should look at the painful eyes for once.

Ratings built up in scams and traps collapse due to their failure. Oren won't be able to make a big face against me or the Blades anymore. We express our sincere gratitude for your bravery and victory. "

"... well. Thanks........."

Whenever the alien hunter spoke (chattered), the drooling moss skipped scum that danced (mostly) to exhale, defiling Sabitoga's face.

In other words, the Gentiles, once embedded in the trap of Oren, who had their place compromised in the settlement, are asking Sabitoga to thank them for their hatred.

It was a thankful and comforting offer for Sabitoga, who played Duel Shark (Zata) from the beginning. This will probably avoid the immediate village eight minutes.

A giant blaze on the beard surface indicated the eastern side of the settlement by swinging bats. Sabitoga opens her mouth as she receives a spear from the girl, suggesting to him, "Let's go to my house".

"Actually, I'm keeping my people waiting at the forest entrance..."

"Oh, I heard that. Raymond already does people. Don't worry."

…………

Blaze turned a luxurious laugh at Sabitoga, who frightened his expression to the thought of a concern. "It would be Hanglin," he pointed at his thick finger, and Sabitoga's heart beat (ha) only once. Gillie Cross giddlets exhaled as she rocked (yu) the dripping moss.

"You knew Raymond, the first time you met him, as the head of the settlement. I can't imagine who taught you how to talk."

"I know Raymond, too. A lot of people hate hanglin, but that's it. Your reputation for you and your people will never change."

Come on, anyway, when it's dinner, the Blades walk out the bridge and lead the way.

Sabitoga looked at the girl next door and sent a slight hissing voice as she continued a few steps behind.

"They're intelligent people. It's not a good crowd for Oren to use."

"You like those two? Certainly more honest men than Oren or Hanglin. But don't expect too much."

"... what do you mean?

"All humans who can adapt to the Island of Demons are more or less' mad '. If you're a man who's been fighting at the bottom of the island for months, you can't be all the more (...) personable"

The girl pointed to Giddrit walking in front of her and moved her lips (creaking), "'Beast crushes'".

A slightly retrospective Gidorit peeks at the head of a bloody rusty golden hammer from a collection of moss (koke) that was thought to be his arm.

The girl said, "He crushed five. So much so that the trail is gone," he said, probably listening to the warebear.

Sabitoga was pouring an indescribable gaze in the direction where the Straws would be.