While we were chatting together for a while, we heard a shout outside.
"What is a fight?"
"Let's go see"
Gonz and Sousan, who have strong phallic nature, jump out of the way.
Me and Newman were left behind.
We looked away.
"Red, I'd like to get the injured fool to make money for medicine and treatment.
"Oh, good. Let's earn some pocket money."
We go outside, talking about what we buy with the money we earn.
But what was happening outside was not a quarrel.
It seems that a mother with two small children and a man with two had been arguing.
The mother with children is a resident of the downtown area, but the men have never seen it. Probably from South Marsh.
The child is frightened and clings to his mother. The mother turned her arms to cover such a child, and spoke back to the men with a strong sword curtain.
"Don't be lazy! If you want to do it, you just have to do it!"
"Is your wife afraid of the guards and the members of the parliament? South Marsh, downtown and Minato. Zoltan will not change unless the oppressed we unite and protest!"
"Don't stop! Your kids are scared!"
Even if he is terrified by the two men, it is a downtown mother who truly recounts.
"Hey Gonz, Stosan. What happened?"
"I don't know, apparently, that the men in the South Marsh District are soliciting protests at the Guardhouse on Parliament Street."
"Speaking of which, I was saying that I've been gathering people for the last few days."
`` It seems that there is a good number of poor people not only in South Marsh, but also in downtown and Minato ward, because the participants are served meals. ''
I have heard that story.
The guards have been slowed to guard against protests, and there has been a shortage of people on Ademi and drug cases.
This survey seems to outsource the adventurers, but the adventurers are adventurers, so they are full of doing requests that were abandoned during the summer.
In effect, it's a terrible situation where only I and Litt can move decently.
"I must be patient!"
Stosan, Storm Thunder, ran out of his nose.
"Hey Tamee!
"What are you!"
"I guess I'll give myself before giving myself! I'm Storm Thunder! I'm a furniture store in this downtown!"
"Sutosan!"
"Doma, let's go, it's a waste of time just asking for them."
Stosan says to his mother who was entangled.
The mother seemed a little lost, but nodded immediately and tried to leave.
"Hey, what a sudden appearance!
Two men stand to block it.
"What is Kora!"
Stosan tried not to hide the bad lands, but seized the chest of a South Marsh man.
The man raised his right hand to try to beat Susan, perhaps because he was caught.
"Oops"
I grabbed the hand from behind.
"Teeme!"
"Stop it. If you hit Susan, you're free."
"What are you saying?"
"Look around"
"Around ...!"
After hearing the uproar, people from downtown gathered around.
"Uh ..."
Everyone is glaring at them in South Marsh.
Everyone here was aware of the Storm Thunder furniture store, and everyone was buying furniture from that store.
Anyone who beats this lovable downtown artisan half-orc will happily fight.
"Ah, uh ... shit, idiots, remember! Everyone who defies Big Hawk regrets. No one has ever been safe against Big Hawk! "
The name of Big Hawk is upsetting among the people. The bandit guild's number 2 name was worthy of fear in downtown.
The men have regained some momentum.
He violently shakes my hand, holding my right hand, and Sutsun, who was holding my chest, and shook both hands, shouting Big Hawk's name.
"Because you remember all of your faces, you can always destroy this town, Big Hawk, if you are worried about it, give it your shoe licking skills now!"
"Hey, by the way, I don't regret it."
A man's pant is parryed with a cool face, and one woman appears.
"I think I've been hurt by his business many times and I'm grudged. I've been hit by his minions, but he's got 20 minions to get back to sleep. I haven't been able to do anything since then and I haven't regretted that he disturbed me. "
"Well, hero lit !?"
With a laugh, Litt worked on the Shotel handle.
"And I also favor the stoch store. I bought the bed I'm using now from the stoch. If the stitch was injured, I would be in trouble."
"Eh, oh ... that ..."
"By the way, I think 20 and 22 are the same, what do you think?"
"I'm sorry!!!"
The men apologized like screams and fled.
"It's Litt!"
"Domodomo"
From around, cheers of praise rise.
Litt waved his hand, with a face he couldn't seem to be the other person.
6 days later. The promised day of weapon completion.
"Take care, you'll come back without a sidewalk."
Litt waved to Al.
Al is now going to receive his long-awaited weapon.
Al is wearing a black cloak that covers his entire body.
Because he might be being targeted, it's probably to hide his face.
"I'll go."
Al was nervous, but was excited to have his sword available and had red cheeks.
It was raining.
Summer is gone and autumn rain is the cold of winter.
She shook herself in her cloak, as if her body was cold.
The cloak moves forward with the handle on the short's waist handle.
Passing through the alley here, the Mogrim blacksmith is right there.
"...!"
The cloak that was shaking while walking stopped.
Standing in the rain, looking straight ahead.
4 people before. 4 people behind.
"Hey ... Al-kun,"
The men laughed in their mouths. An ax is in his hand.
"Big Hawk is calling me. Would you come with me?"
The men gradually approached, playing with the ax as if to show off.
"Are you afraid and you can't make a voice? Okay, you don't have to be afraid, if you're calm you won't hurt you."
It's a threat to get hurt if you're not mature.
The mantle fell down.
"... Kukukuku"
"What happened, Al-kun, did you go crazy?"
"Well, my voice isn't like a boy ..."
A cloak of disguise and a cloak of disguise fluttered in the air.
She smiles, smiling at the feeling she has been freed from the magical magic of clinging.
"I thought you were Al? Sorry! It was Ritt!"
A lit, with a magical shorttel Al should have on his waist, emerged from under the mantle.
The face was full face.
"I can't tell who has the magic of locating! I've been excited!"
Without a break, the two men behind jumped in.
If he had a chance, he would have thought he hadn't pulled his weapon yet.
But by the time they jumped beside Litt, Litt was already holding the shorts in his hands, and the two men were rolling, splashing blood.
"If you're between 20 and 28, you can't say it's the same."
The men with the ax reluctantly stepped back at Litt's words, which laughed at fearlessness.
However, the man steps forward.
"Be assured, I'll stop at 27 people because I don't count."
"Oh yeah? I guess so ... because you're not a human."
The man with an ax in his hands opened his mouth wide.
The skin shreds from the edge of the mouth and the body expands twice.
The bronze body is covered with inflated muscles, and its hands are fused with an ax.
"I wanted to hear from you for a long time, Intermediate Ax Demon"
"Hey, it's good, I'll answer you when you're ready."
"Can't you wash your body with such hands? It's hard, but you don't mind smelling?"
"The little girl I missed!"
The demon flutters at Litt's light mouth, making his red face even more red.
With a two-handed shorttel, Litt hit the demon.