"Phew..."

Spirits in pyjamas fly around me enjoyably with the night breeze. The flaming body is overflowing with laughter due to the pleasant cold. Then the spirits smiled and flew around like they had been caught, and eventually disappeared across the sky.

"You looked like a fun bunny today..."

Secondly, it reminds me of the scenery of today's night club. It's a sight at the Antzuka Pavilion, which I haven't seen in a long time with Gardo and Ness, a Philadelphia adventurer combination. The rabbit during that meal was laughing really fun. Reinforce your tone in Ness's teasing, but smile and argue, laughing in the light if Gardo praises you. I think they were all heartfelt smiles.

The two people who sleep easy in front of this eye don't know that the assassin killed a person.

I took care of that bandit's neck. It's about the first day I came to this town.

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After the rabbit played with fire in the bathroom, I invited the rabbit and took a bath with him. He scooped the scattered body and fell asleep around the water as he aimed. I'm sorry about that, but it was convenient for me, too.

Late at night when the rabbit sank into a fuzzy bed. I got out of bed alone. Try poking the cheek of the neighbouring rabbit and it won't show any reaction. I have a wrinkle between my eyebrows because I put it upside down, but it's a cute sleeping face. I laughed couscous because when I unwrapped him between those eyebrows, he would strike me upside down uncomfortably.

Such a rabbit heart problem. I'll take the cause and get out of the room. It's the head of a bandit with multiple cloths wrapped around him. Now I'm packing it in my bag so I can't see it, and I rolled it out to the night replant. Of course we're headed to the guard's quarters. Along the way, I found a restaurant that was open even late at night but I wasn't in the mood to stop by very much. The act I had strong against him, and the deep, deep, wounds I had suffered. My appetite didn't boil when I was hungry when I was putting the cause into my sight.

I find a guard patrolling amongst the people on the road, so I ask him where the stuffing is. It's good to be out, but I didn't check the location. Worst of all, it was good at the outpost by the gate that came in, but this kind of procedure is better done in the central stuffing. In the end, you need to come and go to the center to exchange business.

The guard on patrol initially seemed to mistake me for a whore or something, and he had turned his downward gaze, but turned to me with a spear he was hastily holding when he tried to kill him. Hmm, it's not sloppy, but it looks educated. He would, well, depend critically.

"I'm sorry, I need to ask you something."

"Well, before you do that, curb that killing...!

"Oh, bad, bad. There were people who looked down at me."

"Apologize for that......! So, please..."

Will I faint any more? The punishment calms the killer that this would be good, and asks where the central filling is. The breathing guard said he would escort him to the stuffing, but he pulled back slightly when he told him he had no problem alone as long as he knew where he was. You seem to have grasped my strength and it helps.

Push open the door of the taught crate with the bag packed with your neck in your hand. Late at night the clerk in charge looked at me with a sleepy eye, but when he heard my requirements, he rushed into the back and brought in a captain's guard.

"I'm Assam, the night manager at Replant Central. I heard you had important requirements, but what can I do for you?

"It's Daniela. The other day, I suppressed an attack by a bandit. I brought that leader's neck. I want you to take a test."

"Hmm... that bag? Let's keep it. Lord Daniela wants you to wait in the back room."

Copy that.

Hand over the bag and enter the designated room after its captain… Assam. Hmm, that looks like the room you were in with the rabbit in Philardo. There is one table. There are two chairs. There is one bed. Iron plaid on the window. It's a landscape room. I sit in a chair and stare at the ceiling. Thinking is about rabbits.

Since one incident with that bandit, it hasn't been long since I said, but there was shade behind my smile. Sometimes I was sighing as I stared at somewhere with my lonely eyes. Seems like he regained his mind after the night with Mariel, but he still suffered the wound, which was going to take some time to heal. I felt good about it, and then I could talk slowly about it, but first I had to take care of this neck, the cause of the rabbit's heart.

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And I thought... it seemed like those two things made the rabbit pretty much easier today. I was proud of my role. But if you think about the rabbit, I think that was a good idea. Well, I was plotting how to revitalize the rabbit in the stuffing, but at some point I couldn't save it because I had a vile idea of how to ascend him. I haven't said it yet either.

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"Lord Daniela."

Assam's voice descends with the sound of a knock, shaking and fogging his head filled with impure thoughts in haste.

"Go ahead."

It took me a little while to say that, but thanks to you, I was able to regain my normal heart.

"The neck test is complete. I want to talk about it."

"Right here?

"No, there's a quarantine room, so go there."

"Okay."

Stand up and put the chair back in position to follow Assam. Up the stairs next to about four of the rooms I was in, upstairs. The room in the middle of that floor was the destination. When I go in there, I kill, and the neck that the rabbit chops off welcomes me in. I feel uncomfortable and put my arms together exhaling.

"So? Who is this guy?

"This man is a man who was a former adventurer who was vandalizing around the Leplants. His name is" Gargan-Zuilla ". Ex-guard."

Hmmm...... pomegranate. So you're a C-rank adventurer. Same rank as the current one. Well, the rabbit is stronger.

"I've been out and forth many times for repeated assaults, burglaries, but I've just had a rape case and finally been sent to the mine. But."

"Escaped," he said?

"That's what's gonna happen"

The management of mining slaves in that town was also a good place to dodge. There's nothing wrong with having deserters there. You won't be able to scratch people's eyes if you even find a key to the shackles. Whatever, this guy is C-ranked. He also has strength.

"And he said he was acting as a bandit"

"That's right. I sent guards to repeated raids, but I always let them get away at the heart of it. They lived in the woods."

"The woods?

That's Blood Ape territory over there. It didn't seem sane to dwell. But it was always about escaping into the woods, so I guess he lived there. I don't know how it works not to get attacked.

"You put him down."

"Oh, I can't thank you enough. He drank boiled water many times."

"That was tough. The surroundings were buried by the woods for once. And the victim."

"Reports are up. Girl said she came home alone..."

"I'm not alone. Me and three adventurers with me."

"You did. Thank you again for helping my citizens, crusading bandits."

A guard who was testing Assam to salute. I nodded back, too, and the processing of this neck was over.

"Naturally, the prize money is hanging on Gargan. The amount is the strength of this guy, and the fact that he missed it repeatedly makes him 10 broken gold coins because of the increased danger."

"Hmmm... nothing wrong if your nostrils are going to warm up"

Money is money. I get what I can because I need to continue my journey. This is one of the tricks I've learned over the years of my journey.

All right, check it out.

The guard brought a leather bag filled with gold coins, so I'll check it on the spot.

"... n, 10 proper gold coins. I did receive it."

"Thank you for this time."

"No, occasionally."

When I left the woods, I just went to see the bandits. It is regrettable that Mariel's father could not be saved, but Mariel was helped. My father, who died sheltering Mariel, must be happy to have saved his young life.

I put a leather bag on my nose and leave the stuffing. Return to the inn with colder winds than just now. This settles one thing... not. The administrative exchange was completed. My neck, no more. But the heart of the rabbit is still bleeding. I still kept thinking about that on my way home. Now there was no derailment, and I kept thinking until I got to the inn.

Return to your room, lower your hips next to the sleeping rabbit so that you can still do it, and dive into the futon. I fell asleep either because I was too tired to use my head. I had a slight lack of sleep the next morning, but I woke up completely.... I seemed to be the only one who thought I was, and from what I heard later, I slept all the time even when the rabbit woke up. If I wake up rationally, there's no rabbit. I thought I wasn't there and I didn't want to, so I took a bath and had the best morning of my life...... the rabbit jumped in there, needless to say the rest in detail. Scold the busy kid, hunt with him, talk to the troubles, it's meat.

"I have to talk to the rabbit..."

Of course, it's about the neck. Phew, and exhales, looking up at the night sky. The spirits of the wind in pyjamas are still fluffy over the sky. The Spirit of the Wind often meets the Spirit of the Wind thanks to this "New Green Eye". I still come down with the spirits I have eyes on happily waving.

Two, the Spirit sees in a different direction from me. When I was caught and looked at you, I saw a rabbit coming with a pleasant silver and green breeze on my feet. Those winds seemed to have a good reputation for the spirits as well, and the spirits in the sky were happy to slap their hands. The spiritual invisible rabbit is truly pathetic. I can't believe I don't see such an adorable spirit.

The Spirit who came down sits on my shoulder. I shook happily pointing at the rabbit coming straight this way, but I said 'shh' with my index finger. Then the Spirit also lets him say 'Shh' and laugh at them both.

The wind of silver is right there. Shall I welcome you in private with the Spirit?