I Was Kicked out of the Hero’s Party Because I Wasn’t a True Companion so I Decided to Have a Slow Life at the Frontier

"Hey, that's happening."

"Yup"

While listening to Rooty, I put a plate of tomato pasta on the table.

"It's bad with leftovers."

Rooty and Tise seemed to have skipped lunch because they were called out just for lunch. Well, Rooty can always use the disabled blessing skills to get the best out of his body with hunger and fatigue resistance, but now Rooty leaves the hunger naturally down.

Rooty sighed satisfactorily after finishing her ready-made pasta.

"My brother's food is always delicious"

When I see Luty's happy face, I don't smile.

"Your brother, do you think the murder of Assassin is relevant to this?"

"I can't tell if it's at this stage. But ... mistor was 40 or 50 years ago, and he seems to have migrated to Zoltan that much."

"Where I lived before"

"I don't know. He didn't want to talk about his past. He didn't really look into it, but until Albert came to Zoltan, he was a hero who supported Zoltan. There should be many. ''

"But it's more than 40 years ago."

Tise bows her head.

"Are you steaming that old thing now? Did Mr. Storm leave Zoltan recently?"

"I haven't heard of it, but it seems that Mr. Storm has lived quietly somewhere outside of Zoltan since he retired, so even Zoltan citizens don't know any more information."

Mr. Storm is a former Zoltan hero who was the former mayor. Nevertheless, the information disclosed is surprisingly small.

There are many fugitives who escape from something and flow into Zoltan. Like me who was expelled from the brave party, Lutey who quit being a brave, and Litt who hated the house turmoil.

Therefore, there is a tacit understanding that Zoltan does not pry into the past before coming to Zoltan. The only immigrant of the predecessor B rank adventurer. And the most successful woman who climbed to the top of Zoltan. He had a splendid blessing called "Arc Mage" and said he had the ability to match blessing.

"Is the mist master still guarded by the Guard?"

"I don't know ... yes, Moen was faced up in the turmoil before, and we'll do enough to go talk."

"I'm glad my older brother helps me ... is that OK?"

"I'm just going to listen to the story, but sometimes I want to see Ademi after a long absence."

Ademi, a boy who was kidnapped in the blessing of the devil. He is the son of the guard of the guard, Moen, and has a rare "barb roller" talent.

At that time, you were swayed by the impulse of Barbroller, but what about now? I heard you're calm.

"Don't worry about that. I'll look over it after the store is over."

"Ok, thank you brother"

"Then, I'll be back at the store. They'll take it easy."

"No, I'm going too. My brother will help me ... I'll do my best."

"I see. I'll make as much rice as ever. Come to the store when you're ready."

"Yeah, coming"

Rooty nodded and answered my words.

I and Litt are walking on the Parliament Street in Chuo Ward.

The guard's mansion Moen's mansion is on the north side here.

"Is it okay for Lito to rest at home?"

"If you don't have red, you can't do it at home."

"I read it in a book. It seems that a new manuscript that is popular in the center has entered the rental office."

"I want to read a book with my red belly as a pillow."

"……Really"

Litt's words aren't joke or light-hearted, but serious. I don't know what's fun with a man's stomach and thighs as a pillow, but when I'm lying down, Ritt comes next to her and puts her head on her stomach. When sitting, it asks for a knee pillow.

Well, it doesn't have to be reduced, but that's good.

"I can see Moen's house."

"Hm. Moen is back."

When we arrived at the entrance to Moen's mansion, we knocked on the door with a knocker at the door.

The sound of pounding sounds.

"I'm sorry, it's a red drugstore."

Immediately the footsteps approach and the door opens.

Out came a plump middle-aged female employee.

"I'm sorry Red, my husband hasn't returned yet."

"Are you still working?"

"Maybe ... I haven't returned to my house since yesterday."

"Forever?"

It is unusual for Moen who is a wife and a family.

"Red!"

A voice came from above my thoughtful head.

Looking up, Ademi is leaning out of the window and waving.

"Ademi! How is it?"

"Hmm, I still can't control the urge, but it's much better than before!"

"Well, do your best!"

"Yup!"

Ademi retracts her face from the window. From the back of the mansion, I heard the sound of running down the stairs and the sound of a woman shouting, "Ademi! I don't run in the house!"

The servant smiles as if troubled, but with compassion.

"Mr. Red, why don't you meet a monk?"

"Yes.

"Well welcome!"

"Red!"

From the appearance of Ademi who seems to be fine, the shadow of the devil's blessing is not felt. It is true that the urge to bless has been controlled.

It was nice to be well.