Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

The party disbands once.

Give Air, Schna, and Bell pocket money to play. Irvin had lost his business, and Zenobia and the two moved to the bar and sat down.

It is a small, privately run store.

The board for the quest has faded, and the expired request remains stuck. The store is filled with ten people. It's not out of fashion, but there are probably repeaters. It is a store where the term has entered.

Order the right snacks and the right drinks.

It immediately lined up at the table.

"Did you have anything with Bell?"

"Gofu"

I sprayed the fructose water that I was eating. Xenovia has a good punch.

"Oh, I already understand."

"What, what?"

Upset shakes arm with cup.

Right arm, squeezed.

"Occasionally, there's a woman who is more attracted to dangerous and catastrophic romance than ordinary and stable romance. Bell is the latter. And her body is mentally aside from her body. Married adults. That's what you saw, the partner you lived with, the shadow leader who stopped you, but it's weird. That child is a pretty shy guy. Well, unless he shows a fatal chance ……………… ”

Zenobia, please stop.

That mouth attack works for me.

"And what?"

"Actually, it's a low-Omen kin."

I seem to talk about facts unintentionally.

"Not yours, but my business. What? Low Omen is the god of ministers.

"I have a consultation about Irvin."

"Everything you want"

It is a magic word for Zenobia.

Okay, the relationship of our party.

"In fact, I met a Knight of St. Liridias last night. They were bad, but not Roku, Irvin. And they wielded the Elves more than that."

My right arm has my back. It is a kind of cursed possession. I can't stay calm if the effects are related to the elves.

No, maybe it's just my hobby.

"Don't mess with them. It's not just your problem."

"I'm sorry, I'm a little emotional. I want to know about Irvine's religion, St. Liridias. What kind of god is it?"

"I want to say that you like that. Well, it's knowledge that Gentiles don't know."

Zenobia drinks wine. Moisten your throat and start talking.

"Do you know the story of silver coins?"

"Is it the king of the beast?"

Remember the story of Geth and tell Zenobia.

The story of a king who led a beastman and launched a war against "humans": elves, dwarves, and hemes.

He hunted down the humans, but with the weapon of terrible silver, matched the human counterattack, lost, and created discrimination against the beasts who still remain deeply. And the ghost silver became money and spread all over the continent.

To monitor the beastmen, for intimidation.

"It's a bit different, not the king of beasts. It's the king of beastmen."

It seems that fishmen and hemes have different perceptions.

"The king of beasts has been destroyed by the king of great men; his great king is La Wales duin Gargantuar, who had eight children. The so-called kings, Lilydias, the prince's mate, supported them behind the shadows, and worked to build Elysium, creating the largest and strongest human nation. I got it.

Of course, not all eight wives. Compared to the king of beast hunting, Elysium selects eight popes. Responsible for military, domestic affairs, diplomacy and economy. And they inherit the names of the princes. Disclosing whose wife St. Lillidias would break the balance of power. That's why her husband's name is Elysium's top secret of St. Lyridians. ''

This is also different.

According to Fish-Man, the king has become a beast, causing the princes to kill themselves. It is natural to beautify, and the most stuck is the king's name.

King of the Great Heim,

La Wales Duin Gargantua.

King of beasts,

La Gzuri Duin Oroos Oulu.

A name match, not by chance. I also heard the name Duin in another place. I can't remember a little.

"Zenobia, could you ask me a little? I asked a fishman acquaintance, La Guzli de ..."

Zenobia stood on the table and held my mouth.

Tableware and sake bottles fall and receive attention from around.

"Oh, you!"

Zenobia who changed blood phase. The surroundings immediately lose interest in "What a fairy tale fight". The food is wasteful. The taste is ok.

"The name, the continuation, it is absolutely useless."

Ask Zenova's hand.

"Well, why?"

"My name is contraindicated. It's a cursed word to humans. My instructor was heretically treated and exiled Elysium. On the day Dr. Bellonberon got drunk, I was told only part of the name.

The next day, the instructor cut off my ear in front of me.

"I didn't tell you. If you unravel that name and recite it all, unmatched misfortune will strike you. ' So I forgot. I just forgot now! What is it! "

"sorry"

It was a gag.

He moved with a proper curiosity despite being a Gentile. Reflection.

"Okay? I won't say the name again. Absolutely. Always. Promise."

"I do. I will never say it again."

"I'm glad I have nothing to do with St. Lillidias. Execution, execution. No crucifixion. No ashes."

"Sorry, really.

"Hey! Add liquor!"

Of course, I have.

And communication came in from Isola.

[Soya member. Is it all right now?

"no problem"

Zenobia asks a question mark. "I was contacted," he said.

"I can talk, Irvine. here you go"

Oh, sound.

"Soya? Can you hear this?

Replaces Irvin.

"Oh, I hear."

"Please come to the union right now. The union leader has convened adventurers below the 15th level. It's about the example monster. "

"OK.

I cut off the communication. Zenobia is looking at me with a strange look.

"It's useful, from whom?"

"I'm from Irvin. There's an announcement from the union about that monster. I'm going, but what about Zenobia?"

"I still drink. This wine is delicious."

That's right, I left a lot of money and left the store.