Then, three days had passed quickly, with little clue as to the means of returning to the earth.
Day after day, the brave men took Mr. Edel, and now where do we go to the hills there, and how many woods? And he kept busy from morning to evening, but he decided to take a break here just because the story was running out. You take a day off, and now you plan on making plans for Nojuku and heading to the ruins of a remote island? That's why I asked permission from Mr. Edel in the morning to plan on caging him in the library all day.
Even when it came to rest, it was almost like it was for Mr. Edel, and his childhood friend, who stared at Mr. Rice, who was pimping, even invited him out while enjoying his after-dinner tea.
Shh was playing in front of the toy box with Aida, but she saw Mr. Lepus, who seems to have added a subtle ~ flavor to the magic trick toy, and they ate him with a "ooh... (no ρο) no" look on the spectacle like the trick he makes him express.
Sorol-kun seemed careless, but when Edel noticed him looking at him with a chilling, feverish look, he chopped a wrinkle between his eyebrows and just caged him in the room.
And the brave man, who seemed to have insignificantly grasped the condition of all of them, went somewhere pretentious.
If you drop that off and just wash it off, you don't have to have lunch or tea ready, I tell Mr. Edel.
Return to your assigned room and grab your usual favorite bag, and I'll just go to the library.
He lowered his back very naturally to a place scattered with research that had remained spread out for a few days.
This clue didn't feel right... but my brain, accustomed to seeing the “symbols” of the ancient elf-letter classification step by step, was quickly fascinated by reading the "End Island” record, of course, once I understood little by little the aesthetics of Elf-like books in heaven.
I found a shelf like that, a history book or a record book, so I tried to go back in time from the most recent relatively brand new booklet, and I went up to my desk with one book, another, and if anything bothered me, I left a note on the paper, and at some point it was a little chaotic on my desk.
What if my childhood friend wrote it in a booklet (notebook) for a long time to be miserable like this when I concentrate and start looking into something? I've been told. I don't like to write it in a bracketed notebook from the beginning because I choose what matters to me from here because it's the final task. Besides, even if it looks like it, I remember where I put the paper I wrote it, because I thought, "If someone doesn't touch my hand, I'll never know." Ten or eighty-nine. I guess this habit is the one that won't be fixed until death.
Thinking about that in one corner, he said he was sassy wrapped around the record book in his hand.
"Sounds like you're in a hurry."
and the shadow of a childhood friend hung.
"Ah, welcome home. Where have you been?
When you raise your gaze from the book and ask the right questions.
"It's like a former castle town, or the location of the islands. I've been focusing on what seems important."
Saying, Mr. Ishrka moved to keep his body in the window frame just on the side.
Keep an eye out for the view as you follow it.
"Wow, it's evening already"
Soon the sky will be red... and I will squeal.
"You haven't had lunch, have you?
You know, I hear a shuddering familiar voice.
When I sassy "haha".
"So, how far did you find out?
And because there were so many signs that it was going to give me some hints.
"I'm stuck with words when they say that... Would you say it was interesting that it wasn't the main line...? I don't think it's about going home."
Keep going.
"Oh, I thought so."
He says this word lightly, and peeks up at a piece of paper nearby.
When my concentration broke all at once, I kept my body in the back of my chair, somewhat looking at my childhood friend with an imaginary face, but that's what I wanted to ask, so I opened my mouth.
"It has nothing to do with what we're talking about, can I ask you something? You know, the Abacus thing."
"Yeah?"
"I thought you said offense depended on the amount of money you said."
"Yeah."
"200 gold coins you said then..."
"Of course it's possession consumption."
"Wow, I knew it ('△)"
"That monster really was enough for one. You looked a little glorious because you were in front of a brave man. He seems like a bad guy, doesn't he?
Ask him what he cares about, though he's refreshed.
I said, to Mr. Ishrka, who had a flirtatious grin.
—— I knew it... 200 gold coins... because, um... one is more or less the feeling of the previous world Shigeji-sama... that's an attack of 2 million ~ ('△;) I don't. Murray. Such an Abacus (weapon), I'm too scared to hold it.
And, hey, don't leak a bitter smile.
"There's probably no book written anywhere, but this world, simply. There's a way you can fight any profession. This“ Abacus "for merchants is just a conversion of the financial power you can have into power. A simple young man once lived in the countryside of a“ farmer "occupation happens to pick up a" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" ""
"It's quite a smile to imagine, but that's very unfortunate. The big one seems like it would be hard to carry to sell as well, let alone walk on two legs... You want to harvest it, but you get away with it... it's like an animal even though it's a vegetable, which makes it harder to cook..."
"... well. But that depends on how you use it, and it creates a tremendous amount of combat power. Anything the young man managed to pack his walking vegetables... oh, they were root vegetables, but if he tried to go and sell them to the city. When you crossed Monster Field, you hit a bad, strong monster, didn't you? He couldn't escape, so he caged the vegetables in an attempt to attack him, and like this, on the clap he protruded before, there was a two-legged walking root vegetable that jumped out of the torn place, so what a counterattack. So, it looks like he had a head count, and he knocked down the monster while the young man was stunned."
That's why the young man was so beneficial to the root vegetables that he couldn't sell them.
I thought of a diagram of two strands of carrots surrounding a monster in my head, and I thought to myself, it's surreal.
—— Right... even vegetables shouldn't be fooled, they should be as little as monsters.
Yeah, when I snort.
Well, it feels like people's signs crossed in the hallway, and I accidentally turn around and check it out or something.
"... Ish, could you possibly be brave, have you just gone through there?
Did you come back from the outside?
Hmm? And when I tilt my neck.
I was somewhat concerned that he wouldn't respond subtly, so I put my neck back and looked up at Mr. Ishrka at the window.
"Oh, I think it's time for dinner. I'll go, but what about Bell?
With such a line and a flirtatious grin on his face, he put my remarks all the way through.