Isekai ni Kita Boku wa Kiyoubinbode Subaya-sa Tayorina Tabi o Suru

Mr. 's front carriage is walking at full capacity under his eyes. The carriage running with its hazy earthen smoke up was like a race. I descend worried about my horse running too desperately. Gradually slows down and aligns, talking to the mister as he walks side by side.

"Good luck. You can slow it down."

"Heh!? Oh, Mr. Asagi!?

Having seen it twice so beautiful that there was no more, Mister slowly slowed down, surprised, and eventually stopped. The rear carriage also stops following it.

"Um, are you okay?

"Oh, no problem at all."

"Are you okay with that giant opponent..."

Looks like I'm in luck. and Mister laughed tiredly. Well, what can I say for myself, it would be rare for such a high-ranking adventurer to go on an escort quest. It's like rehab. However, I don't dislike it because I also think that meeting these people is a flavor of journey.

"Phew... Well, I shortened it dramatically because I ran all I could, but I had to rest my horse because I ran all I could."

"It's no problem. That's right... do you camp under the big trees you see around here"

Copy that, sir.

Follow Mister's suggestion and proceed slowly to the planned campsite. There's no reason to disobey him because he's his employer and we're his escorts. And it's a big tree. It feels pretty far away, but what tree is it?

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Nature and talk while walking will be about earlier battles.

"I had heard rumors about Mr. Asagi. Fighting at a speed that doesn't go unnoticed with the wind skills that wrap around both feet."

"It catches my eye, but, well, that's more or less what it looks like"

Tail fin spine chest fin spread with notoriety. Smoke doesn't stand in the absence of fire, though, well, it's a fine wolf smoke.

"How did that alien giant get knocked down?

"It's already a trade secret."

When the Ice Frozen Zero Sword (Nivlheim) spreads, rumors can be made that it is not even busy. You're visible.

"Ha, is it a guy named Silver 's wife? Scary, scary!"

"Rabbits are the type to do whatever they can. Skills of divine speed and swords. Magic. That's all a giant like that would be like twisting a baby's hand."

Daniela brags in her body as she mixes brave language. I want you to do that because it would be embarrassing to be able to lift too much.

In the end, the merchants go under the big tree as they blossom into Daniela's Asagi brag. I didn't want to be seen reddened and hid in the carriage, but I heard a conversation between Mr. and Daniela in front of me. I don't think I'm bragging.

"What's wrong with you?

"Asagi, he's a client."

"The ancestors?"

The practice of "Legs of the Divine Wolf" leaps onto Mister's carriage and looks further under the previous tree. Then there was a large merchant squad glued around the trees, stopping five or six carriages and already having a tent in place, burning to the point of incineration.

I can't do anything about it now. The horses look spicy, too, and we'll have the place divided somehow. and discuss with Mister, stopping by that merchant squad for now. I spoke to the escort-like man who was watching this side in front of me following the mister who stepped out of your seat.

"Excuse me, where is the boss of this merchant squad?

"Big tent over there."

"Thank you"

For once, the escort means I'll take the lead. Proceed to the back tent with a shout of sorry while each of them was sloppy.

directly beneath a large tree. The tent built next to the trunk is about the size of a hunter's cabin. Lowering his gaze from its appearance, reminiscent of a nomadic tent, two men and women look at this side with their hands on a sword pattern. Show that you are unwilling to fight with your hands up, thinking you are keen to work.

"All of a sudden I'm sorry, the boss of the merchant squad on this side came for a favor. Can you take it from me?

"... wait there"

An oligarchy man glances at a woman before entering the tent. The glanced woman moves sideways one step and forms in front of the entrance. Really enthusiastic about my job.

Then they waited a while. Talking to a woman about 'hey, you're a big merchant squad' is ignored, and Mister is softening up somewhere. Be a shan, boss.

There was nothing to do so I looked around and a man came out of the tent.

"They're going to see you. Keep your weapons with him. Follow me."

"Okay."

That's tough. Are you that big? and a foggy icestone spear (Coquitos lance) in surprise, and a sword belt and armor demon sword. Press the foot-cutting circle that was acting on the waistcape. I've been a little rough on revenge for being ignored. Stunned. I was also tongued about everything. Scary.

Daniela said she wasn't going to let go of the Dead Tree weapon and she was going to wait on the spot. It's important. I don't have a choice. Weapons matter to me, too, but you can't do what I won't do. Leave a vain bag with Daniela, and Mister gives her a protective knife and the two of us go inside.

Inside the tent is moderately warm and comfortable. but the smell of incense enough to smear that comfort increases my discomfort index. He also played a role in beautifully prepared dishes in vain.

the deepest part of it. Again in vain was a fat merchant sitting in a big chair. Oh, is the chair big because you're fat? It's a useless design for chairs.

What are you guys doing?

"I'm from Mr. Ancient Art Store. I came to negotiate with you because you were here as a camp tonight, so I was wondering if you could split the place a little bit."

"There is no place. Go elsewhere."

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Okay, here's the type. All right, all right. I knew it.

"Well, don't say that, please"

"I told you there wasn't. Don't piss me off."

"The horse is the limit because he fled when the big demon attacked him earlier."

"I don't know. It's none of my business."

This is true that there are no islands to attach. Ah, it's hard. I have no choice but to sprinkle the bait......

"Really... No, we didn't tell you to drop by for free."

"Hmm...? You got something for me?

"No, well, I thought of the material of the demon that attacked me earlier, but I can't match it because it's a tremendous demon. I'm sorry to make you expect. Sorry to bother you at last. We'll find another place. Excuse me."

"Hmm... then just go. depressing."

I confess and speak to the mister who was by my side as I headed to the exit of the tent.

"Mister, if you feed the horse Glendale, will you recover?

"What, no... I'm a gatekeeper around here..."

"Wait a minute!

I laugh niggly. I ate it.

"Yes?"

I look back with a strange face. [M]

"What did you just say?

"Huh? No, I'm looking for a new place, so excuse me."

"After that!

"Erm..."

Tilt your neck white and stir.

"Yea, I told you Glendale!!

"Did I tell you?

"I said!!

"You don't remember."

"Are you kidding me!?

"Even if I did, what does that have to do with you? We have to find the camp. So if you'll excuse me."

"Ku......!

Fat merchants try to hold us back and see if there's anything around. But I see it. That's it. That, a leather bag packed in bread. Yes, that leather bag you saw.

"Give up the place! So get Glendale..."

"Huh? You're just going to give up the place and you're going to separate the demons that you've struggled to defeat? Don't be silly. I'm working my ass off!

I absurd my voice just to say it's out of my mind, but it's an act regardless. I think it's good to be in the customer service business at a time like this. If you ask me, it's a kind of theatre.

"Come on... then..."

"Then?"

"This guy..."

Is it anger, or is it from remorse? Give us the leather bag you grabbed with your trembling hands.

"What is that?

"It's gold...! Now I want you to give Glendale away! Of course, give way to the place!

"Heh... mister, it's money. By the way, how much is Glendale's market?

The price of expensive products on boulders seems to be in Mister's ear too, says Doya face.

"100 gold coins and 80 silver coins."

"That's right. How much is in there?

"Gu, no..."

The merchant gently opens the bag. The contents were all silver coins.

"You don't talk about it. I'll hit the other one."

"Ma, wait... wait!

"Anything yet?

The merchant seems to spare a fair amount of Glendell, and takes the leather bag out of the back of the chair again.

"This is gold... check it out"

"It would be good. Mr."

Open the leather bag placed on the table and examine the contents as mister. Yeah, it's definitely gold. I've seen 200 pieces. It's not enough.

"Glendell has no major scratches and frozen all at once, so the freshness is excellent. Even a single arm is a minimum of 250 pieces of gold. That's not enough."

"Wow, okay...... I'll give you another bag!

"Gold?"

"Gold coins!!

The merchant took out another bag in a half self-abandoning shitty mood. Looking inside with Mister, yeah, it was about the same amount of gold.

"Sold!

"Damn... it's hard to get my ex back...!

"It depends on your arm. For once, we have all the parts, so use them well. Oh, and thank you for securing the place."

A grumpy merchant shook his head powerlessly, but he still seemed to be a successful merchant, and immediately regained his mind and began to make estimates.

I go out of my tent with two merchants, pick up my empty bag from Daniela, and take out Glendale. Ignoring his surroundings as much as possible, he poured in the magic of the ice. Simulated in "Instrumental Poverty," he hands it over to the merchant where he pours it in so that it won't melt for two days, and receives two leather bags with gold coins.

A merchant who gives instructions to pack Glendale into the carriage quickly. There was an instruction in it, "Give them a place to camp," so we looked at each other and made a victorious gut pose.