Outside the south of Wangdu Pleasure Street.
There is a three-story building with a garden upstairs on the roof.
A rooftop garden named Garden Forest and equipped with even a small pond.
Now, at the root of the largest tree in the garden, a dangoose about fifteen centimetres long was diving. To the family of Tauro is the Spirit Beast, the Dangoloh.
The spiritual beasts of earthly attributes are sensitive to the changes of the earth.
Something bothered me recently, so I was snooping around in the ground.
"Hmm."
Dangolow looking convinced. Break the pockets of dust and dirt, and face to the ground.
Noticing the appearance, the eel called from the branches of the herb tree towards the ground.
"Okay?
Looks just like a five-year-old larvae from a magpie butterfly, about twenty centimeters long.
He is also a spiritual beast, Immosque, also known as the 'sage of the woods', to the family of Tauro.
'I don't know'
Keep looking down, often silent imosques.
You must have understood that there was not enough explanation, Dangolow continued.
"What I don't know, I see."
A few days ago, he said, he felt a big shock. So I've been deafening for a while, but he couldn't feel anything.
There will be no problems, in particular. Immosque, who decided so, nodded small, passing down the trunk to the ground.
And he pointed out with his head the fruits of autumn on the ground.
"Do you want to stick?"
"Let it be!
Nodding dangolo, he heads to the waiting room of the Lord as he plays forward the fruits of autumn.
Behind it continued Imosque.
"Ho, is this the fruit of autumn"
In my room, I worked in the morning reading. Put the book aside, as the families showed up with their contributions.
Dangolow brought in a few chestnuts.
"Did you start to fall? Well, I'll have to go pick it up."
Nodding at Imosuke's explanation.
And I ran into this family leader and saw a question.
"By the way, what is this look of Dangolow?
Neighbor Dangolow wears a chestnut iga like a yadkari. At first glance, its appearance is like a vicious warcraft.
Obviously awaiting penetration.
"If you were carrying chestnuts, did Iga get ripped open on the way?"
He saw Iga spit out the fruit and said Dangolow came up with it.
"As a general of the Dying Regiment, you need the costume you deserve?
Chestnut iga spinning herself left and right as she seems to be good at it. In the meantime, I commend you for looking good.
Seems happy.
(Is that because of that)
There are verses that come to mind. The picture books I read and made listen to during this time, they must have an impact.
Surely the villain should have worn thorny clothes.
"The Dying Regiment is a secret society of evil."
If you ask me, it's the best.
I have a golden mask, but I don't have a deputy chief, an imosque, or a general, a dangolo, or anything.
"So you need something, too, Imosuke?
When he said so and put his arms together, he suggested it.
"Eye bands?"
I was able to fully identify which picture book.
The evil man in the illustration was laughing high, hiding one eye.
"Okay, just give me a minute."
Let Imoske climb into both hands and see how big it is. And a little bothered.
"It's too small for me to make."
In times like this, it's best to rely on someone with the technology.
Leaving the house alone, down the stairs, you go to the neighborhood seamstress.
My aunt, who was at the store, wondered, but acknowledged. Cut out the fabric with the lupe in one eye.
(That's a pro)
It's a bright hand. If I make my own, I'll be a feathered string.
After I finish cutting, it looks like an iron, so I process the edges.
"Yes, please wait."
Now it won't take long to complete.
The cost is the cost of materials is the service, and the rent is at the bottom of the price list.
"I'm sorry, but it's settled."
Auntie, you don't seem to be sorry.
Because it was so small, I guess I could have noticed even the lowest price.
"No, it helps. Thank you."
I pay with a smile and accept the goods. I want to pay the right price for good technology.
Return to the room and gently tie to the imosque.
"Look, what's it like?
One ocular print. Black eyelids, worn in such a way as to conceal it.
He likes it and is happy to brag about Dangolow.
"Do you want to see who you are?
If I give you a mirror, neither of you will leave before it.
Got the eyelids and thorn armor, deputy chief and general. They both kept turning and posing in front of the mirror until they got tired of it.
When I was out picking up chestnuts with my equipped family.
In the Guild Leader's Office of the Merchant Guild, a meeting was held by the top.
"So you don't even know the empire yet. You'll notice soon."
The topic was the emergence of a large hole south of Awok. The problem is that there is a large number of golems living inside.
A deputy guild leader like Santa Claus nods at an old goblin-like looking guild leader.
"Mineral resources, I'd love to. There's not enough in the market."
Demand for mineral resources is high as the restoration and construction of knights continues.
And due to national policy, priority was given to forge guilds.
"There, Tauro, I want you and the old lady Old Lady to take down the golem and collect it."
The deputy guild leader frowns at the root as he looks at the tapistory of the map hung on the wall.
"But you're close to Landburn. It's in the wilderness, is it okay?
The Empire wanted to get the knight of the Kingdom Merchant Guild.
The Old Lady, an old lady who has defeated numerous warcraft in ranged warfare. I suppose you see some connection to Ghost Knight, the ghost knight where the Empire says it is.
In fact, once, it was enough to try to hang it from a trap.
"In the disturbance of the unidentified horsemen in the north, we gained nothing from the activity of the Nicea Cassian knights. But you don't know what happens next."
Deputy guild leader with white jaw beard.
The guild length shrugged his shoulders and neck in an oversized chair.
"I know, but the golem is still fascinating."
That point is shared by the deputy guild chief.
"Even making people's everyday products is scarce."
Pots and cauldrons for agricultural tools, tools and building materials. All of that was raising the value.
They do not inform the country also because they wanted to secure resources beforehand.
With his legs hanging out, the guild leader suggests as he looks up at Santa Claus.
"In anticipation of the old lady's Old Lady's mobility, if she feels in danger, she runs back. What about that?
It is gambling. But if you look at the track record so far, it's not that bad.
"I see."
Unlike his predecessor, the current pilot was not the type to go in and worry about Fuko.
"Tauro, I will not give you a numerical goal, not to mention it firmly. Then I'll manage."
I don't have the personality to force it. However, given specific goals such as number and type, it is difficult to work too hard.
That's why I felt the need to stab the nail in advance and put it down.
Alliance leader who laughs happily with Santa Claus's consent.
"So let's work out a concrete plan."
Summon a herbivore mechanic in the eastern hangar and the three of us will begin detailed consideration.
It was the following day that the old lady, the Old Lady, left the Wang capital and headed south of Awok.
Here the stage goes from the Wang capital to the northwest. Travel to the Nicea Cassia country.
Regular flights that have recently begun, connecting the Kingdom with the Niceacasian State. From that little golem carriage, one young woman stepped down.
(This is the last destination)
Teaching light patrol teacher in white piece thinks as she gently stretches her back.
After leaving the eastern country, I came this far as I crossed the northern part of the kingdom.
(According to the Guild Commander's story, head to the King's Hall and you'll find out)
Remove the Kingdom Merchant Guild reference from the small shoulder bag.
If the old man's words resembling that goblin were correct, he would have had the strongest opponent.
(Looking forward to it)
Instructional light patrol teacher begins walking on less flat cobblestones while pulling a wheeled bag with a cottonhead.
Now it didn't take long, and we arrived at a cozy two-story hall.
When I show you the letter of introduction, a small old man emerges from the back with a belly and leads me to the back.
"I see, I see"
The back room carefully put through.
A magnificent man of majestic majesty like a king runs his eyes on the text with a letter of introduction in his hand.
"You are the Virgin of the Kingdom."
To that word, the instructional light patrol teacher with a question mark on his head.
I've never heard of the Virgin in the kingdom in the east anyway.
But the king keeps talking without permission.
"That man succumbed to greed, and the devil took over his heart"
Lie your eyes down in pain and carry on the words.
"All we can do is get away from the folk grass. We are now closed in one of the rooms in this hall"
And I saw Teaching Light Patrol Sensei with a rugged look.
"But there is no time for the hearts of those in the hall to rest in the shaking and roaring voices of day and night."
Clear your ears, a beastly voice in your estrus. If you pay attention to your feet, the sway does come from the floor.
Since it is so noticeable even by day, it will touch the sawdust nerves in the middle of the night.
(Now you can't sleep slowly)
I felt sorry for him and Teaching Light Patrol Sensei's heart broke.
"Please purify his heart, and cast away the devil."
With a serious look, a king on one knee.
King, though a small country. That is how low it is to the common people.
I guess that's all suffering and being cornered.
(I don't know what a Virgin is)
But let's do whatever we can, he was a teacher who was so determined to teach.
A relieved king, in the way he acknowledged it pleasantly.
I order the little old man, who has just gone belly-up, to guide him.
"This way, sir."
An old man earlier, a minister, steps ahead in the hallway.
As we go in the back, rocking from the floor to the roar, both intensify.
"Should I keep it for you to see today and reschedule the day?
With a seemingly weak eye, the minister looks up from the bottom. Teaching Professor Light answered, shaking his head.
"No, let's get started right away"
In an obviously hoarse manner, the minister raises the peep window attached to the door, its lid.
What you see is a large bed sitting in the back and a huge chunk of meat in a human shape.
The naked lump of meat rocks itself and groans from time to time.
(Is that... people?
If you observe it in detail, it was an old woman.
But it's big. It's not just the upper back, it's the volume.
And one hand was inserted between his legs, moving up and down hard.
"So I continued to comfort myself from morning to evening."
A minister who sighs heavily.
"Lately, I can't seem to be satisfied with myself anymore. They demand service from us."
Teaching to snort, Dr. Light Patrol.
Even if it's the same stimulus, it doesn't feel the same if it comes from people.
"Has anyone gone to help you comfort yourself?
On that inquiry, the minister shook his head left and right.
"Look down, take those thick feet. If it's closed and pinched, I'm sorry for the injury."
So once, cut the words.
"The other side is meant to be a play, but for this one it involves life"
Teaching light patrol teacher convinced by the word. That's all the physical difference exists between a regular person and an old woman.
"We no longer know what to do. Please save me, Virgin."
"Okay."
I'm not a Virgin, but I don't make any corrections. To someone who's looking for salvation. That's too bland.
Instructional Light Patrol teacher takes off the piece in one breath, folds gently and places it on the luggage.
Skinny, white body with clear white underwear as well. Seeing that appearance, the minister accidentally swallowed his spit.
"I'm going indoors. Please open the door."
A small belly old man nodding with a serious look. Remove the brass key from the waist belt.
"Now."
Teaching light patrol teacher to keep peeking indoors through small windows.
A small but well-shaped hip, nailed to it, the minister disengages the key and pulls the door as instructed.
In the gap that only appeared for a moment, Teaching Light Patrol let his thin body slip in.