Homncrus is NOT ROM - What Homncrus Has Returned Less Being In Another World - (WEB Version)

On the dawn of the sixteenth day after leaving Amarchia, the ship approached the coast about ten kilometres from Darris, the capital of the Sowen country.

Balzac instructed his men to wait offshore for the ship, and landed on a small boat with me, Melia, and two luggage men.

Balzac's ship is not an authorized trading ship.

I mean, what we're going to do now is illegal immigration.

He wears a badge, which is a forged immigration registration card, but if he is found by a Sowen security agency called "Golden Eagle's Eye", he will be immediately queried and arrested.

Thus, from the landing point away from Darris, you pass the beast path of the depressed and wooded mountains and head to the city.

The road was steep and difficult with considerable differences in heights and lows, but we reached outside the town of Darris before sundown.

Unlike Santa Monia, where there were many stone buildings, the township of Darris was full of wooden houses and all without upstairs portions.

But that doesn't mean it's blurry.

Each of the material trees seems to be dimensionally processed, there are no gaps in the joints, and the windows are not cloudy and transparent compared to the accommodation we stayed in Amarchia, etc.

The width of the streets, large or small, does not bend and is maintained in a straight line, distinguishing the entire city by the vertical intersection of roads and paths.

It's very trivial.

"I don't know, it's not what I imagined.

Architectural and mechanical skills are better than Santa Monia's. "

"The people of the Sowen Nation are very cohesive.

The art of garments and ornaments is amazing.

Kimonos made in the Sowen Nation over a hundred years ago are traded at a price that allows you to buy a mansion. "

"I feel like it's a shame that a country like that is isolated without friendship with another country."

"Well... there will be some people there who are nationalities of this country"

When Melia was having such a conversation with Balzac, a group of people seen as family walked in from across the street.

Women seen as middle-aged mothers and children of men and women around the age of ten.

The three of them are holding a packed cloth bag and walking in ridicule.

They all have red hair and wrap around ethnic costumes that seem to belong to Sowen.

Similar to a thin gown, the mother lays her clothes on the front with a hem up to a candle and tightens her hipster cloth.

Those who wear children are as long as knee length.

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[No name even if reincarnated]

"Japanese-style costume.

It's kind of like Japan. "

[No name even if reincarnated]

"Chongmage is not tied to boulders...

Maybe walking around hanging like that is similar to the old Japan. "

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For some reason Melia was lurking her eyebrows in the mediocre sights that could be seen even in Amartya.

"Why are those children walking with weapons?

Indeed.

The mother carries a cross spear on her back, the boy has a sword, and the girl has an axe down her waist as well.

"Don't look too giddy.

We're gonna kill each other with bees. "

"No... we're all over the city.

Besides, she's with her family... "

Balzac bends his hips and aligns his gaze with Meliá's and begins to talk.

"It used to be when a certain young pirate visited Sowen.

There are kids chasing around the city.

One of them hit the pirate.

Then the bloody pirate kicked the kid, grabbed his neck and gently threatened him.

The pirates didn't really want to do anything to the kid.

It was half a tease.

Then the kids who were chasing us at the next moment attacked the pirates with their own weapons to their hands!

The movement is not roughly that of a human child.

They had the agility of a small carnivorous cat and the martial arts they would have mastered at the end of their workouts.

The pirate fled in fear, but among his men who were with him, one was choosen with one eye, one was bassed from shoulder to bottom, and one had all his hair fall out of fear.

You see, Aitsura doesn't have a weapon in Dade.

Like beasts with fangs and claws hunting with their habits, Aitsura is posing weapons as a sign of their habit of killing enemies. "

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[No name even if reincarnated]

'I don't care what you think. I'm a fighting people. Thank you.'

[No name even if reincarnated]

"Mr. Balzac's face is blue.

Maybe some young pirate... whoa, looks like someone's here '

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We tried to stop by the other side of the road to keep our eyes out of them,

"Are you an exotic?

The mother with the cross spear stopped us.

"Ooh! Also, you complain, Kola!

And it was Merliah who gave it back.

Freshly remembered Sauenne is pretty good.

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[No name even if reincarnated]

"Merliah...... the material was bad"

[No name even if reincarnated]

'Merliah is less verbal when she uses Sowen.

This is mame. '

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"I don't know what you came to this country for, but if your life is spared, you're quiet.

This country is tough on strangers. "

It also sounds like kind advice, but it is the fruit, the threat.

In evidence the woman's right hand was somehow in a position to move away from her luggage and pull the cross spear out of her back.

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[No name even if reincarnated]

"Eh!! You Oba!!

[No name even if reincarnated]

"Ordinary Oba, what happens to military men and adventurers, this country"

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Tension increases, and Meliá mumbles.

So I answer instead.

"I'm here to see people. To a man named Blade Southern."

"Idiot!!

When I told him that, Balzac pressed my mouth in haste.

The woman's right hand already holds the pattern of the cross spear.

"Do you guys know that Blade?

I waved Balzac away.

"I know someone I know.

I also get a letter of introduction.

I'm looking for him because I want to give him something. "

The woman looked us in the face and then let go of her hand on the cross spear.

"Walk this road for about half an hour and you'll be out of downtown.

If you go to a tavern there called "Southern Ka," you'll see him.

Don't do it so well at best. "

That's what I left out. The woman walked away with the children.

I was devoured by Balzac. [M]

"It's you. Awwwww!!

Though I told you that Sowen's people are dangerous!!

And you even gave me Blade Southern's name!!

Balzac preaches to me as he flies by.

"I guess you didn't even know where he was.

If this country is a danger zone, we should complete our mission as soon as possible. "

"That's why don't you ever do this again!!

Don't do anything extra until I tell you I'm good!!

Balzac yells at me as he flies by. [M]

When I look at Merliah, she's drawn to her face. [M]

"It's Mr. Cruz's fault."

"Okay."

I decided to follow Balzac's instructions. [M]

The woman was right, and after half an hour of walking, she reached downtown.

Already surrounded by the sunset, the laughter echoes from the stores dealing with alcohol.

Different people have been watching us, but we spend a lot of time nagging.

That's how I found a sign that said "Southern Ka" as I was exploring.

The sign shows an arrow, pointing to the staircase leading to the basement.

Balzac decided to put two of his men on standby here, and the three of us went down the stairs.

As I walked down the stairs, there was a door, but in front of it stood a gatekeeping man.

He is wearing thick trousers with a hem but his upper body is naked.

He is not as tall as I am, but he has a tight body.

People in this country, not just him, are small overall, but have good posture and many tight body owners.

When I gave the man the reference I had deposited from Floria, the reference was delivered across the door.

We were told to wait here for a while.

Melia asks Balzac with a surprise eye.

"Uh, come on, can you tell me what Mr. Blade Southern is like?

Mr. Floussia only said he knew each other, and Mr. Balzac deceived him into saying, "If you see him, you'll see him" or "Stay tuned"...

Well, I know you're not like the royal nobility anymore... "

Merliah's right, we don't know about Blade Southern.

I didn't ask for the subject's information if I was just handing it over.

"Right. It's time you told me.

There are dozens of pirate organizations in the ocean around here.

We're one of them.

Even when it comes to pirates, people who plunder and kill like they did a long time ago don't now.

At best, imports and exports of supplies and people who take a premium in a liquor store, girlfriends, and later don't let the country through... so to speak, it's smuggling.

You shouldn't wave the big hand, but we're in charge of the business behind what the people need.

But the idiot wants to smoke sweet juice even when Taga comes off and does harm to the general public in any environment of any era.

We need someone who controls the commercial area behind us by imposing sanctions on those who have gone too far, or by letting them observe a certain discipline.

Its role in the sea around here is played by the Southern family (Southern family) in Dairis, in the Sowen country.

With more than 300 members, Blade Southern is number three there.

And he is also the leader of a private militia called the Red Moon Regiment (Kuzuda).

In other words, the strongest and most dangerous man in the ocean. "

Listening to Balzac's story, Melia tries to return to the stairs she came from but Balzac stops her.

"I didn't ask!! I didn't ask!!

"If I told you, you wouldn't come freaking out."

"Naturally!! I can't believe you came to the residence of a super dangerous person and asked for help!!

I am definitely set on getting muffed until Kata runs out of hair!!

Mr. Cruz! Turn back now!!

"Let's go! I didn't bring you guys here for charity either.

I can't imagine years waiting for a tiny organization like us to have a chance to make contact with one of the heads of the Southern family.

I was eating on a boat for free, and I'm gonna get my debt back to Kitin. "

"Yaaaaaaaaaa!!

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[No name even if reincarnated]

"You've learned that nothing is higher than free."

[No name even if reincarnated]

"Flocia, I had a hell of a connection.

He said he'd accompany me on a journey with a helper as a fee. "

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That would be difficult.

It's been a while since I last saw Floria, and I don't suppose Floria thought she was coming out that far.

And when it does, do I still have to go to Ifestio with Melia alone?

Through the forces of the Demon King's Army.

After a while, we were led across the door after confirming the letter of introduction.

The store structure is presumably a liquor store, but unlike the Santa Monia liquor store, there are no chairs and the guests sit back on the carpeted floor for a drink.

Unlike Balzac's Negijo, the customer base is less rough and rough.

But every customer's spine is stretching pins, and they're supposed to be drinking, and when we go through, they get a sharp glance.

"K, Mr. Cruz would be fine, wouldn't he?

If they attack here, they can get away with it. "

Merliah asked me that at the top of her list.

"Hard.

Few of the guests here seem weaker than me.

Individual levels are high enough to say that race is different from Santa Monia humans.

Out of town, the only armed family would be a peaceful general family compared to the people here. "

Merliah clung to my arm so that she could sneer.

Balzac's usual luxurious attitude lurks.

As we were guided, we headed to the back of the store to reach the decorative doors with elaborate designs.

The guide man knocks on the door and opens it.

We follow him into the room.

Beyond the door was a large room filled with grass carpets.

Earlier, only three men sat side by side in a room as large as the space the guests were in.

"Welcome, traveler to Ifestio.

I hear there's a souvenir. "

It was the man sitting in the middle who said that.

My hair is round-cut and my body, visible from just my kimono, is surprisingly carved with a tattoo that I think is inspired by the dragon.

Skinny and not big body.

I would also be around twenty years old.

But when I was stunned by him, the thought circuit perceived the danger and automatically moved into combat mode.

This man is outrageously strong.

Much more than the serpent I encountered in that forest.

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[No name even if reincarnated]

'Akan, this is a total jerk.

He's a profession by the name of the place we fuck. '

[No name even if reincarnated]

'Merliah's right, you should have run...'

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