The first floor of the Merchant Alliance headquarters in Wangdu is still crowded today.
I tell you, I'm part of it. I came to deliver the potion.
"This time, I tried to restore all D-rank items to abnormal condition."
With that in my mouth, I go side by side with a glass bottle over the counter. Four of them.
What's inside is a dark green liquid. Look at that. The strong old man, he can flaunt his face.
"Thank you. It's really helpful."
A massive and powerful brainwashing incident at a whorehouse in Awok. For its ex-post processing, a high level of state abnormality recovery medication is required.
At the time of the last delivery, they asked me to increase the percentage.
(Around here, that's a good point)
Root magic "Acacic Magic" lent from a mysterious stone statue. With D-rank potions, you can make fifteen a day.
If I had a week, I'd actually have over a hundred. Save the brainwashing victims, it will be a great help.
(But that's not my role)
The protagonists are the magicians of this country and the pharmacists other than me. And the Virgin who rushed from the east.
"Hand over the potion to the Merchant Alliance, a well-armed concurrent pharmacist"
My position is only this. No matter how thankful people are, I am not going to use my power indefinitely.
"I always take care of you, so I can't turn down the chief's favor. Good luck this time."
With that mouth, I imitate the sweat on my forehead. The strong old man does what he worships.
I think this is just the right amount of relationship.
"Oh, Mr. Tauro. Long time no see."
An old man with a strong face started the test a little and Santa Claus with a white beard walked in from the back. He is the deputy guild leader of the Merchant Guild.
"Are you home?"
A divine match in the Holy Capital, played once a year. The deputy guild leader should have been pulling the kingdom team.
I guess being here is over now.
"Oh, I just got back. Why don't you have a cup of tea upstairs?
You want to talk about the divine game, I'd love to hear it, too.
The thoughts seem the same, and the strong old man begins to twitch. But the deputy guild chief did not speak to the chief.
(I'm sorry. Well, I guess not because I have a job)
After the inspection, look around while receiving the guild card with the finished deposit process.
The first floor of the Merchant Guild was, as usual, crowded. If we take the chief of the main force here, there will be an obstacle to our work.
I'll take a seat and head to the stairs. The chief who sees it had an enviable look on his face.
"Excuse me."
Following the deputy guild leader, enter the guild manager's office on the third floor.
Inside, a small old man sitting on a reception set was opening a box and eating sweets.
"Oh, Mr. Tauro, here I come. Sit down."
Sit on the couch as you are nodded and carry the confectionery to your mouth as recommended.
It was like baking bread cut into rings. That was crisp and delicious.
(Sounds like Rusk)
Santa Claus's deputy guild chief made me some tea. I reach for the other while I'm afraid of it.
Sometimes I'm hungry, and I can't stop.
"It's a sacred capital souvenir. We'll take it easy."
Laughing at Nico, he also eats more guild lengths similar to goblins.
I guess that means that Holy Capital specialties, blessings, are given.
The effect is very strong. Last year, I handed out a souvenir, the Merchant Alliance employees who spoke of it, so much so that they started in the bathroom.
(You were surprised then)
When I was adding small pieces, the small room behind me began to peel. I guess I couldn't bear to resume because I couldn't get out.
(Well, look, after this, I'm at Teaching Light Patrol.)
All you have to do is accept the effects of the blessing, all of it.
Wait for the souvenir story to begin as you chew through the stiff parts of the edge.
Santa Claus spoke with a good bass voice when she took her favorite mug in her hand.
"Was there a backlash after all"
Ask about the first battle of the Plain Child King, and I roar.
"Sin and Punishment" is an unprecedented type of play. Take out the tools that can also be weapons and act to inflict pain on them.
It would also be natural to make a scene.
"As soon as it starts, your opponent's support group will get angry. I thought the game would stop."
To me and the guild leader who cares more, Santa Claus laughs mischievously.
"Who the hell do you think kept me quiet? Oh, my God, that Reaper."
He happened to be in the audience and said he flickered. So she quieted down.
Reminds me of the ominous power of Reaper, and depresses me of the gavel. The guild length, on the other hand, tilts his arm and neck.
"I don't think it's a coincidence. I wanted to see" Sin and Punishment, "so I might have come."
The deputy guild leader has a mustache to think about a little.
"The information that Kingdom B is going with 'Sin and Punishment' should not have been leaked. But it's possible that you were wondering."
I agree with that. I hear Reaper's obsession with 'sin and punishment' is strong and he even opened up to the store in Landburn.
I feel like I've seen it and I don't even seem to be the type to support my country.
"So what happened to the game?
"As usual. Beat him with a whip, get ready, turn around behind him, and he's gusseted with heels."
Santa Claus answers the Alliance Chief's question calmly. I've heard this before, but this seems to be the staple of a plain child king.
"The same goes for World War II. What's different is the backlash from the audience, which was much less."
Unlike World War I, many people expressed more interest than denial, he said. Let the world know the name of 'Sin and Punishment', its aim seems fulfilled.
"In the third round, you were taking quite a bit. A swing of whip at the appearance, the sound of which boiled the audience. She must have been happy, too, turning the candle to serve."
Santa Claus reaches out one hand to his left thigh and moves it as if the gunman turns his pistol.
Hing must have come on board, the tone goes smoother.
"And what a reaper they are."
Of course I am, but the Alliance Commander has not been able to hide his surprises either. He was probably blocking information until the deputy guild chief spoke.
The sports relay I was recording, something similar to watching that game.
"She was wonderful indeed. He successfully attacked and tied it up with a whip."
Continue your words as you snort gently at us eating.
"After kicking it down, ignite the candle. We coated the Great Sickle Death Size with wax and ended up with a candle that remained on fire at the tip."
And here Santa Claus makes for it and says it in a lot of tones.
"And what, the color of the candle she used is black"
"Black!
I don't know what you're talking about.
The guild chief noticed it and told me.
"The color of the candle varies depending on the temperature. Red doesn't burn at low temperatures, but black doesn't, usually burns."
With a hot look, the guild leader who becomes the inner crotch. And Santa Claus enthusiastically agreed with one eyebrow.
That's the upper management of the Merchant Guild, they've both experienced it.
"But that's Reaper. He's a terrible man."
Santa Claus nods at the guild leader who makes a rugged look.
(Isn't that the other way around?
King of plain children with room temperature candles. It feels more scary to me.
With that said Santa Claus shook his head wide to the left and right.
"She's the best queen in the store in your three old houses. And she decided," If it's not a black candle, you can't defeat Reaper. "
Not at all, the guild leader goes on to say.
"Unlike Wang Du, Landburn has only its own shop. It's awesome to polish yourself up to this point."
Apparently, it was Reaper's obsession and appreciation for growth.
Even during the truce, Reapers cannot visit the King's capital. They are not in the same position as the people of Shirai.
"And I won, but I had a little problem with this."
"Is that a problem?
Santa Claus snorts at me for reflexing words.
"Reaper didn't come with any hands during the game. They didn't even say eight hundred, but there were people who spoke of apathetic matches."
They said it wasn't like that to compete with moves and strength.
The plain child king attacks unilaterally, and the reaper falls. Certainly, some of them will not be convinced by this.
"Bye, it's just my imagination."
With his jaw in, the little old man carries on the words.
"Didn't Reaper enjoy it?
"I think so too"
Conflicting opinions, guild chief and deputy guild chief.
The originator is me, but he seemed to have been overtaken before that time. Its back is far beyond sight.
Nothing, I don't want to catch up.
"Then time will fix it. If the understanding of Sin and Punishment progresses, you will see that Reaper did not lose his hand."
Santa Claus snorts hard.
"I made Reaper feel that way, her skill. When it's appreciated, we'll come soon."
Tauro, you think so, don't you? That's what they asked me, and I nodded quickly, too.
(But did you also break the Reaper? How far did you go in winning this?
Could it have won? Santa Claus will resume explaining to me when I think about it.
Unfortunately, Plain Son says he lost the next game, Game Four.
"No, that's lightning,"
Unfortunately, Santa Claus exhales loudly. I almost took off the teacup I had in my hand.
(Well, Mr. Cool has invited me, so it's not strange that Lightning is being called)
Overall winner and winner of the men's section. Whatever the difference is, those who won the side awards together last year.
I guess I'll be an invitee the next year.
"Play the first shot of the whip with that spike sword. Then they stepped in all at once."
Moving into my brain is the way Lightning fought last year. Put your hands together at the back of your head and do not remove the Spike Sword in your groin while aiming at your opponent's eyes.
And rhythmically, take steps forward and backward.
"I pulled the whip back in a hurry, but they're approaching me at the same speed. That's uninterruptible."
Me, the roaring guild chief.
I knew the strength of a blow away, but I am a man to be really afraid of.
"After that, I ended up with a lightning sword flash."
"Couldn't stand it"
To my inquiry, Santa Claus shrugs her shoulders and sighs.
"I couldn't stand it. It's a" Sin and Punishment "exercise, but she's less enduring."
Even though it is low, Plain Son is a chick member of the Wang Du Mitsu family. But among the contestants in the World Games, I wonder how inferior they really are.
"So, is the winner Lightning"
Reaper disappeared, and just like Mr. Cool, his exploding bottom-sister hasn't even appeared. There were no opposing horses that came to mind.
(Even though I drew it last year, I was injured.)
Now that you're fully healed, you can beat your exploded bottom sister.
Explosion Bottom Sister is like a people-shaped gambling machine. If we keep poking, we'll get a hit, a big explosion involving the surrounding area.
(Lightning sword of the five-pronged type. If you fire that in a row, you're likely to get a hit)
This one will pull the trigger before it reaches zero endurance. If you pull out of that mighty daisy hold, you can survive.
(Fleshly two-handed, two-legged, that feeling of being held tight. I like that one)
I remember. It is also something you would like to deal with.
Santa Claus uttered a word of denial to me in a sobering and memorable way.
"No, Lightning lost next"
"... ho, there's a top up there."
Arm together, guild length with head around. I'm surprised, too, and drawn back from my sweet memory.
"So, who knocked you down?
"I'm a representative of the East."
According to Santa Claus' deputy guild chief, he's the heroine who once represented the country. He retired quite a while ago and has since endeavoured to coach backwards.
That's when he returned to active duty for decades.
"I don't know, I'm running out of lightning moves. Even though it might be bad, he looked frightened."
To that word, the guild leader to think about. I look up a little bit and I look straight up at Santa Claus.
"Weren't you the lady with the tail?
"You were a tall, musculoskeletal old nun."
I nod over and over to Santa Claus's answer, well.
"Okay. Wow, there's a lightning weakness."
Eventually he looks good at it and looks up again.
Me and Santa Claus waited for the next word with interest.
"Lightning bumps aren't old girls."
Face to face with us. The guild length sees it with a gaze from the top while in a low position.
"I mean, no, Lightning prefers mature women, supermature women. That's a good girl. I can't even get carried away."
"... super familiar"
To my words, the guild leader snorts deeply.
"I didn't know you could taste that. That's lightning."
He was impressed with his jaw with one hand.
And when you look up, now you turn to me. That gaze is pretty sharp.
"Tauro, you don't have to apprentice either. Aging in flavour is a must."
I've been preached.
"Next time, I'll take you. I'll be looking forward to it. Yeah."
One sigh as you hide your feelings darkening. Switching consciousness, I returned to the deputy guild manager.
"So that supermature woman is the winner?
"No, I won the women's ministry, but I lost the finals"
In the middle of a long and intense battle, he ran out of strength.
But they could afford it, and said they kept enjoying it to the point of time critical in the inches.
"Stab the stop!
That's what the supermature woman pleaded for and seemed to shake her opponent's back. But he didn't look at all at the bare gestures he cared about, and he kept blaming them sticky.
"... are you still up there"
The skill to identify limits and retain them in front is amazing. But more than that, the mentality of trying to enjoy a cup of time for a super mature opponent was awesome.
"The world is wide. I'm in pain too."
I snort deeply into Santa Claus' words, too.
Sometimes referred to as the treasure of the Wangdu Hanayu Realm, the story is only in "Wangdu". The world is still wide.
(All right, we'll go see the world someday. Bring your family if you can)
Another thing I was able to talk to was the long-lived tortoise.