Central Square of Wangdu.
Immediately to the north is the royal castle, and the outer walls of white marble gleam in daylight.
Further north is the headquarters of the Knights of the Kingdom. It is a heavy and boneless building made of honey-colored stone.
"Whoa, rice, rice."
The bell that tells the noon rings and the old pilot, who was paperwork at his desk, raises his voice.
Standing up, he put his hand on his hips and his former adventurer's married old man stretched his spine wide.
"Mr. Lightning is my beloved wife's lunch box today."
A mustache young man takes out a lunch basket wrapped in cloth as he smiles lightly. I envy the way Lightning looks.
Married old men, too, often have a beloved wife lunch box. Yesterday, however, my wife resigned herself because she was late at the whorehouse.
"Where do you want to eat?
Talk to a single old man who eats out at any time, but I don't get a good idea with him.
Worried about what was going on, the voices of the girls, colleagues, popped into my ears.
"I found a delicious shop. Let's go."
Asking out friends while rocking their stunning shell-shaped breasts are braided tits super big tits. The ponytail girl with a slightly twisted face also looks ridiculous.
"That's good. We'll mix it up."
Married old man approaching the girls while pointing to himself. Ponytail makes a slightly unpleasant look, but Braided Big Super Boobs smiles and nods.
This would be one of her, admirable temperaments.
Thus four of the synchronized joiners went out to grab lunch.
"Stewed beef dish. Hey, is that like stew?
A group aiming for Central Square while bypassing the royal castle. The topic is, of course, about the new menu of the store we are going to go to.
"Yeah, like that. But it's a lot to arrange, and it's very tasty."
See, and braided tits super big tits that open magazines and show introductory pages. Unlike Ponytail, she is familiar with the information in this hand.
Faces close, seriously old people reading articles.
"Sure looks good, I'm looking forward to it"
They looked at each other and smiled.
The store is on the north side of Central Square and the braided big boobs arrive soon. But just from the outside, I can see it's crowded.
"It's noon, and you mean proof of good taste."
I have to wait a while. That's what I thought. A married old man peeking inside the store.
Although it looked full, a corner went into the corner of my eye.
"Whoa, you're free over there. Maybe four of us could sit down."
There's a guest in a six-person seat with a back to this one.
A clerk who rushes to stop a married old man from walking. I held it down with one hand and told him to smile.
"I'll ask for a seat. If you can't, give up and wait."
I don't get carried away with this because of my high position as a pilot. It would be like, "A pilot on an international flight speaks up to a strange entertainer who is a passenger."
A thankful and annoying example that used to be good a long time ago: inviting you to Cockpit.
"Basic self is more than equal to the other person"
Such a feeling is unconscious.
"Hey, you want a seat?
A married old man who stretches his chest to show off his pilot's uniform and tells him without even looking at his opponent's face.
Shortly after finishing the order, I guess, the magnificent greatness, who was on the way to close the menu, looked up and nodded to Eagle Deep.
"I don't mind."
Moments, married old men freeze.
Not close, but the person I saw. The head of his organization, the Knights of the Kingdom, was there.
(Why, it's not the pilot's uniform! You didn't notice.)
Screaming in my heart. This is a consideration for my surroundings as a Knight Commander, but I don't want to know anything about it.
"Hey, what's up?
A single old man rang from behind and looked at the customer and solidified in the same way.
By the way, these two know that the Knights Commander is the gourmet gourmet gourmet of gold.
"Guys, what's going on?
What went on further was braided tits super big tits. After being surprised by the look of the Knight Commander, make a smile and say hello.
I guess I didn't speak of the position of chief of the knighthood because I took into account the reasons for my personal clothes.
(It's hard to have customers around when you have someone very great)
She and Ponytail have no knowledge of gourmet gourmet gourmet of gold.
So this sentiment was an honest one with nowhere to include.
"What are you standing for, and you should sit down"
Thank you, braided big super tits sitting directly in front of the Knights Commander.
I am not afraid that the opponent will be the Knights Commander, on the contrary, I also see it as an opportunity for appeal. Meanwhile, the ponytail next to her was tense and stretching her face.
"... excuse me"
It was the married old man who lowered his back next to the Knights Commander without vigour. Further next to that, a single old man sits.
Seeing as I lost my chance to retreat, I noticed.
All four ask for the same thing, and the food arrives without waiting. It's a dish of two round breads in hashed beef, so I guess I have a big pot to make.
"Wow, yummy!
After transporting it to your mouth with a spoon, braided tits super big tits holding your fists and tightening your sides.
Next door was a ponytail, eyes wide open on one hand of the spoon.
"... same beef stew, but so different"
Those words leak out of my lips. It seems this flavor was surprising because I would eat all the same stuff in a cheap store if I left it alone.
The Knights captain looked at the scene with his eyes narrowed.
"Above all, you like it. It's one of my favorite dishes."
Meanwhile, the old men sitting side by side in a seat on the Knights' side have yet to get their hands on it.
I keep myself down and observe the women.
(Isn't that it?
Married old man shaking his head small to the side to a single man who flies his gaze.
(In this color, I don't even know if it's mixed.)
To those two, a voice flew from a ponytail girl sitting in the front.
"What are you doing? You guys should eat too. Soft meat with rich sauce, because it's separate from the stalls around it"
Ponytail prompts me, and the two old men face to face.
There are only five of us in this place, you won't go without a hand.
After we push each other in order, we both grab a spoon. And I took it just a little quick, and put it in my mouth roughly.
(... it's okay, I guess)
A single old man with an eye for that sentiment.
(It's true, right? Well done. Not that one, is it?
Return your love to the Knights of Faces leader waiting for your thoughts and move the spoon again.
Ponytail looked up at the two old men eating with their mouths.
"Why are you eating like princesses?"
The old men return a nasty gaze, but not a word. It's too classy and dull, I'll take it.
Meanwhile, Braided Big Super Boobs was letting him play the conversation with the Knights Commander.
"What kind of food do you prefer?
Stop the spoon and think a little, Knights Leader.
"Givier dishes while camping, I guess"
Cute, neck tilting braided tits super big tits for words I never heard.
The Knight Commander feels the need for explanation and continues in a calm tone.
"It's a dish that walks the mountains, picks up the falling mountain delights, and cooks and savours on the spot. I think it's most appealing to enjoy a taste full of wild flavors."
Braided big boobs that shine in your eyes and keep you going. 'I want to try it!' And shouts in an excited tone.
Ponytail didn't seem to like this hand sales and he kept eating more. An old man in the front pokes her leg like that with his toe.
(Make him stop)
If you raise your face, a married old man moves his mouth in desperate shape.
(What, if I wanted to appeal, you guys should do it too)
Ponytails whispering back in cold tones, old men distorting their faces.
(I'm saying it for your tits! I don't care what happens.)
But it doesn't make sense to her. Pinch the table and the non-meshing interaction continues in a whisper.
The story was even more exciting next door.
"The wild ones, they are often queasy. In your case, why don't you put your clothes on and start with the fried ones?"
To that word, the old men's complexion changed from white to blue.
(Yabe, that's solicitation. Trying to get more buddies)
Single old man snorting hard at the words of a married old man.
(What the hell, 'you guys' don't get us involved)
Fortunately for them, the lunch break is not long. The dinner party was recently held.
I'll keep the accounting, so go back first, thank you for the words, and the synchronized four take each other and walk down the street.
"I asked you to take me there next time, but you didn't tell me."
Too bad I drop my shoulder, braided big tits super big. Seeing that, the old men thanked their superiors for their distinction.
For this minute, the meal would definitely be normal. Look at each other and exhale relief breath from the depths of your lungs.
(What do we do? You want to tell me about the gourmet gourmet gourmet of gold?
To the eye contact of a married old man, a single old man shakes his head small to the side.
(Stop it, you might find out sooner or later, but I hope it wasn't from us.)
I agree that the smell should be covered with a lid. While mourning the misfortune of being present with the Knights Commander, he headed to the Knights headquarters waiting for work.
The place has changed, the Knight Hangar of the Merchant Guild by the East Gate of the Wang Capital.
I sat sloppily on the couch in the office, looking at the ceiling blurred.
(finally back)
A training ground for knights north of Wang Du.
The general inspection of the old lady, the Old Lady, was carried out throughout the night. The work was completed after the morning sun rose high.
Naturally, departure was late, and we arrived in Wang Capital earlier. It is this hour after noon.
(You just didn't think I'd do it twice)
A luggage car with the old lady "Old Lady" on it, drawn into the hangar. And while I look at it, I remember hanging it this morning from last night.
By the time you move from late at night to early in the morning, one inspection will be completed.
(Are we done? Maybe I can sleep)
With such expectations in mind, peek at the herbivore mechanic.
"... the bad news is, I can't find it"
'I can't find', not 'no'. I guess that's why your expression is so dark.
When I finished saying it, I walked out to draw a circle with the glue, and began to say bumps like, 'There's a processing trail' or 'Same as before'.
(This won't stop until we get to where we're going)
Abandon expectations and sigh in your heart.
I just came to work with you, and I know about this. A flame burned to the soul of a herbivor mechanic would not disappear so easily.
"Maybe there's something I'm missing. After a short break, we'll check again."
The words of a narrow young man did not even betray the expectations.
"It's a night meal, please eat"
That's what they gave me, sweets, after all. And the drink is sweet, dark fruit water.
A grass-fed mechanic who eats chocolate painted biscuits on one side while drinking juice. Look at that. I just got sick.
Let's get started.
A young man wearing bread, hands and clothes and paying off biscuit shards. I thought you said a break, but he's going to start again soon.
He must be the type who shouldn't let you do MMORPG or anything. You'll definitely be an abandoned player.
"Please hit the lights more from the top"
At the behest of a herbivore mechanic, I stretch the white luminous short wand Wand to the top.
I was in charge of the lighter. In this way, it is the role of the herbivore mechanic to keep illuminating.
(I just don't have anything I can flaunt, it's late over time)
The herbal mechanic who is eager to do the work is probably as focused as' morning if you're aware '. But I just have the lights in my hand.
I can't even keep my eyes peeled because I have to chase them as my hands move.
(I might have been reckless)
I think I keep the short wand Wand high.
"I'll do an inspection on the spot right away."
The act is right.
But the spiciness of dating makes me change my mind.
(A little more, I should have told him softly)
If that were the case, it would have been since we got back to the hangar.
At that time, a little wind blows past the slopes of the mountain to go.
(Cold)
Thus I kept putting up a short wand, Wand, as I shook my body in the cold of the winter night.
"... Mr. Tauro"
At the call of a herbivore mechanic, he stands back from his memory.
"Good luck, Mr. Tauro. Please rest at home later."
As usual, the herbivore mechanic tells me. The appearance did not make me feel the impact of night work outdoors at all.
Even though the second time it was the same result as the first, it doesn't look discouraged either.
(Is it because of the accustom? Or don't you feel too tired because you are in the lead)
Of this thin body, where does it have such strength?
I decided to stop thinking lightly and sideways and be sweet with your words.
(Let's stop walking)
Luckily, there are waiting golem taxis at the east gate. I'll get in one of them and head to the pleasure zone.
(Bath first, then sleep. That's a decent meal when you wake up)
Where I got off was a curved sidewalk from the back of one of the boulevards. It's called "One Yokota".
All that leads to houses are small, privately owned shops. A woman who deals with me is often the only one standing in the store.
So if a customer enters, a 'full thank you' bill will appear.
(Must be accommodating)
The time and content of the play depend on the negotiation. It's convenient to go home from work, when you just want to take a bath, etc.
(Whoa, you're open)
What came in was a relatively familiar store. A woman who looks like a young general in the middle of thirty is cutting around by herself.
My favorite thing about being gentle and accepting of selfishness.
"Good job, it's tough"
Tell her it's the dawn of the night in the open air and ask her to take a bath and rest. The young lady tells me to take off my clothes and work.
After that, they washed everything in the bathroom. Finally, he shaves his beard.
(Extremely easy, Extremely easy)
I feel good, but I'm going to fall asleep in the hot tub as it is. I manage to get up with the power of my will.
"Sleep a little"
After being wiped of all the water droplets in his body, he fell into bed as it was in large letters.
If you're talking about a whorehouse, nearly two commas pass. Wake up, young general in apron.
"Do you want something to eat?
How dare you behave like a hand cook.
"Vegetables and meat, please"
Sweet powder is enough.
The young lady who smiled at my words cooked well. They served stewed meat and vegetables.
"... good"
It must have cared about my health that it wasn't fried or stir-fried.
"Thanks, I'm back"
No play, but leave the store with plenty of chips for the time.
From there, walk to your home.
"I'm home."
"Welcome Back"
You must have sensed signs of going up the stairs, the eels and dangouts were picking you up to the front door.
Sometimes the pilot's job depends on the Warcraft. Therefore, even if the day after the return comes, the families are not worried.
Failure to make an appointment for a whorehouse was arguably a good decision.
"I need to talk to you for a second."
To my words, the rallying boars and dangouts. If I opened the window and hung up, a reply came from the turtle as well.
It takes time for me to walk in, so in the meantime, I'll change into indoor clothes, including underwear.
"Or prickly?
This question is imosque.
You thought you'd heard about the habitat of the twisted horn (capricorn) in the Merchant Guild.
"That's waiting for a reply right now. Except I want to talk to you about knights."
Neck tilting imosques and dangolows. Arriving Zalatan sits as behaving as usual.
"Well, don't you see the knight?"
Sometimes it comes up in my story, but you've never seen it.
With Zaratan's word 'giant doll', he seems to have somehow captured the image.
"When I activated the injury healing magic in the cockpit, I had a response. You're not a creature, you're crazy, right?
For me, I can't talk to a mechanic or a magician, only my family can help me.
I'm sorry, but I can't count on Imosque and Dangolo this time. I see a long-lived tortoise.
"Sono doll ha, ancient inoca?
Zaratan asked me after I showed him how to think. Do you have any idea?
"Oh, it's old. At least 300 years, that's the oldest story in the active knighthood."
Close your eyes and sink again into the sea of thought tortoise.
Slightly, slowly open your eyes.
"Huh? You want to see it with your own eyes for once?
There is no explanation for why. But seriously in that atmosphere, I snorted as I swallowed.
"Okay, we'll figure it out soon"
Next to Zalatan, who nodded quietly, Imoske and Dangolo began to move.
"Go away!
"Come on!"
In a hurry I tell the two of them.
"Wait, I can't do it at once. Besides, it's not good to run out of stuff to manage the garden forest, is it?
To the words, the imosques become quiet.
"Are you still here?
"Heh, but it's coming."
Two looking around the sky after poking their heads at each other. Turn around and wave out at the same time.
"Zanen"
There were some things I wasn't sure about, but they gave me up.
A little heartbroken, I gave up the two of them and got in a good mood.