Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

<Chapter 2: Lothian of Oblivion>

Before heading north, there are two places to stop.

First one.

I came to Gradvain's dormitory. I want to see the state of Shuna.

Guided by an acquainted reptile animal to his room.

When knocked, a thin voice returns.

Since he was a man, he went into the room without hesitation.

It's a simple room. There is only one bed and a rack to store the gear.

His beloved armor was polite.

A room just for training and sleeping. Studying Takeshi is the ultimate entertainment for them. There is no custom to put unnecessary things in private rooms.

Not sure but familiar spam cans and cup noodles. A picture book for children was placed in the corner.

This would be a light comfort for a young boy.

Even though I was a dark boy, I was surrounded by more entertainment.

"How is your physical condition?"

"It's okay. Gladvain just exaggerated a bit."

Shuna was being wiped in bed.

A good duvet. The room is cold, but if you have this the insulation will be fine.

"What?"

Remember his forehead, just in case.

Heat is lower than air. Really, is Gladvain just taking care?

"What is your strength?"

"So-so"

If you don't say that you can afford it as usual, it is a sign that you can not afford it.

I was relieved for the time being. If you have been resting for another few days, you will be back.

"Schna, I'm going south now. It's a little light request."

"What kind of request?"

"A friendship with a wetland fisherman. Not a big job. My father is with me because of the local intuition."

"... Hmm, when are you coming back?"

"Up to six days. In the meantime, take a good rest and cure."

"If you rest so much, you'll be dull."

"If you're dull, you just have to retrain. And you're stronger than before. You have the time."

"Soya. Is it just a request to get involved? Isn't there any danger?"

"Absent"

"I see. Just a little, I had the same feeling as I did. I really, just a little."

I laugh and cheat.

I should have left it. If you don't think so, you can't do it.

"I'll go a little bit."

"Oh ... safe."

"Naturalness"

Later, he left the room without seeing Shuna's face.

By the way, I called on Liz, but he returned without saying "Aso".

The second is Tutu's shop.

He didn't show his face after the snow began to fall, but what about that open-air store?

“……………”

The snow was solid.

There is a ragged roof, and some parts prevent snow. But a corner of the store. Only one table.

There was Barful.

"Oh, Soya. What's wrong?"

The shop owner's blonde cat beast speaks.

However, the beastman has a high ability to adapt to the environment. Despite the cold weather, Tuttu wears a jacket in his usual light clothes. Beastmen you see in the city are almost like that.

"I'm going to give you the reward of fighting the dragon, like Barful

It's a deal I've forgotten about.

By the way, I also want to collect his armor that has been turned into a stick.

"I don't need that. Meet Barful. I got one year's ale and wine from the union and the company. Nya gave me all of it. She erased all the sticks. I gave it.

"Um, I sure got everything back."

Bar full nodding.

Today, I rarely drink.

"No, but the reward is the reward. Barful, please take it."

Place a sachet on the table. The contents are 60 gold coins.

It is a part of the floating cost. Not cheap money.

"Tutu.

Barful pushes the sachet into the corner of the table.

"But meow, no messy money, no use."

"So Tutu. Why don't you entrust it to the landlady of the Nyukankan?"

That person is my father's wife. Trustworthy. I know my relationship with Tutu, so I won't betray my trust.

"Oh, that's me. I have other daughters too. But Barful, really good?"

"Good. And I'm traveling north. It's a long-awaited mission. I don't need any more money."

"Eh, really?"

Tutu retracts to the back.

I brought something from the shack.

"This is from my mother's relic. According to the landlady, it looks like she's been repairing her little by little over time. Is this something like Barful?"

What I spread was a thick gray cloak. You can see after the once enormous embroidery. It is old, but there is nowhere to go. The cloak design was crushed and had no prototype.

Why.

I feel a little bit nervous.

Is it because it has something to do with end guards?

"This is ... Is this something left? Toto's guy thought he had finally thrown it away."

"I had a good feeling, and I prepared it yesterday.

Prompted by Tutu, Barful stands up.

She stretched out and cloaked the hero.

"It's not yet."

Secure the cloak with your left shoulder.

It is designed to be able to handle the right arm freely.

"It looks like that."

"Shut up"

The beast masked me with teeth. Somewhat happy menacing.

"Soya. Nya asks for Barful."

"Oh, I'm sorry Tutu. I'm going south. I have another request."

I misunderstood.

Although that is the case.

"Yes, I thought I'd go with me. Well, Barfuru wouldn't die if I killed him.

"Well, if anyone can kill me, it's not an average hero."

"Bahful, Nya killed by a hero? Nya did something wrong?"

"Even if it's not evil, the hero will kill. And this is just an illustration."

"I don't know. Nya. I'll go quickly and return home."

"Um"

Barful carries a shredded bag.

There was a heavy armor sound.

"Well, Tutu. Be a master."

"Yes.

"There will be no customers other than me"

"No such thing. Nya is now reproducing her mother's soup. If this is made, customers will come to Bang Bang."

"Well, why not give up? Remember other dishes and call customers."

"... Hm, don't know the mind. Look, you'll go early in the north and south!"

Tutu kicks Barful-like ass.

It's not a good attitude to send out heroes, but the two may have repeatedly picked up and picked up.

People have a history.

History that I do not know.

They are a mother-child relationship. There must be deep trust and connection. It is like a true parent and child.

It's a connection that keeps me out.

Is it a little bit jealous to have a small vessel as a man?