Kujonin

When he left, he said, "Don't leave. Don't leave until the investigator comes.

dangerous. The third time I said "absolute"

"Is it coming out?"

"No, don't you really want to come out?"

"That's right.

It's noon outside, but I can't imagine why my stomach swells up at dawn all night.

They all began to snore into the fur of the demon on the floor and snoring.

I woke up at midnight.

Melmo, who had been up earlier, was brewing tea.

The magic stone light illuminates the entire prison.

Isle and Versa are not in bed.

"Good morning. Aisle and Versa?"

"I wash my face above."

Melmo answered.

"Up?"

If you look, the prison door is open.

"Is it unlocked?"

"Oh, I asked the poison spider to get the key. I can't go to the toilet."

"Ah, right?"

Well, is there no problem in the stuffing house? A pot instead of a toilet in a prison is left out of the prison. I'm a man turning over the emblem, jumping out when I go outside, standing on the rocks and helping. At low tide, rocks that did not appear at noon appeared on the surface of the sea.

When he returned, he had to do some light rock climbing, but it was perfect for relaxing.

Ayr and Versa have just returned. The upper guards seem to be in a hurry, but they do not intend to descend into the prison.

Seth is still asleep. He may be tired of steering and giving instructions every day. I laid it down.

"Now, I'm free."

Say while sipping tea.

"I write a dissertation"

"So, can I do it?"

Versa and Aisle seem to be able to do things alone.

I made a writing desk by combining Bersa with a wooden board, and I cut a jail torch, which was not very useful for the Isle, with a knife to make a wooden sword and draw a magic circle of gravity magic.

"This is good! Does it get heavier if you put in magic?"

Ayl was impressed and pretended to be in prison.

Melmo is playing with a poison spider on her arm.

Only me has no more to do.

"What if I use recovery medicine?"

Bersa has suggested.

"There's still stock, and no medicinal herbs in the first place.

"Take it outside."

Certainly, it would be a catastrophe if the wooden sword flew with the swing of the Isle.

"That's right. Then do you read the book?"

With that said, I started reading the adventurer's diary from Margaret under the magic stone lamp.

Adventurers seemed to have earned a living by capturing rare monsters and sending them to rich Virginia enthusiasts. The search for monsters was as wide as the eastern archipelago, the eastern continental forest, and the barren land in the north, and was described as an island where large monsters live. Is it Marquez's island? The ship was wrecked several times in storms and thunders, and seemed to be dying each time, with a wealth of information about edible nuts and poisonous leaves. It was easy to understand with illustrations.

When I noticed, the sun was rising.

Seth finally gets up and cooks fish in the first place. I seem to sleep too much.

Ayl said, "I'm sweating, so I'm swimming in the sea," and jumped out beyond the emblem. A few minutes later, he came back and said, "Clean me up," with a clean face.

Melmo apparently knitted insect cages using fast growing ivy fibers.

Bersa is writing a dissatisfaction with a terrible voice. Can I read the paper later?

As she ate the breakfast made by Seth and shared it with the other person in the private room, a young guard went down the stairs with hard bread and unsavory soup.

"What are you doing!"

"I did it yesterday."

"What's going on!"

"I did it too."

"Memememe, rice."

"Yes, thank you."

The young guard went up the stairs as if in a hurry.

The guard's one cheek was red, so was the guard from an aristocrat hit by someone?

I tried the bread and soup that I had left, but neither tasted.

When I asked the person in the private room, "Do you need it?", He said, "You are really good guys!"

At the end of the meal, each killed time began again.

Seth and Mermo also wanted a wooden sword with a magic circle of gravity magic, so they made it and they were swinging down to the aisle in the space where they left the prison. Aisle seemed to evade or parry the wooden sword without any help. I do well though it is narrow.

The momentum was too high, breaking through the doors of the private room. The man inside was a giant with a beard. "I'm not a human." The door was assembled from wooden boards, and the magic circle was baked to increase the strength of the door, making it more beautiful before it broke. I didn't know the key, so I closed it in a magic circle. I will apologize if the guard comes later.

I scolded the Isles and handed a fishing rod.

Versa is still passionate about writing dissertations.

The other four gather at the doorway and drop a fishing rod. Aisle and I caught the rock a few times and couldn't catch anything.

Früden arrived before noon, so he apologized for the door in the private room.

"I'm so sorry"

"I see. I'll call the locksmith later, but now I have to do something else."

"Please tell us if we can cooperate."

I've broken the door, so I have to go out. I broke the door because I was free, so that's no reason.

"Actually, the prince's tutor seems to have kidnapped the prince in hand with the mercenary, but the tutor betrayed on the way."

"So, did the mercenaries kill the tutor?"

"No, I don't know ... it's about two days before her tutor died. At that time, the mercenaries who had kidnapped the prince together were half-murdered by a man in the private room. I was in a church, so it took me a while to find it. "

I saw a private room. Sure, he said that he became a Berserker and hurt his friends, but is the person inside also involved in the kidnapping of the prince?

"It doesn't matter. I'm a mercenary guild employee who's always been hot in the training facility and just in prison."

You were an official!

"When I went to the warehouse where the prince was confined, the tutor was gone. I heard the body in recuperation, so it's probably safe."

"In other words, it was not his fellow mercenaries that killed that tutor noble ..."

"Whether you're a pirate or a prince you're dealing with. You have to find the prince you're with, anyway."

As the prince killed,

"How old is the prince?"

"I'm fourteen and I'm about to be an adult, fourth in terms of the right to inherit the throne, so I don't think there's any conspiracy or anything."

"So, let us find a prince?"

"When I asked the adventurer's guild, I heard that I could move at ridiculous speed. I suppose you could go back to the archipelago in one day."

Adventurer Guild! My mouth is light! Remember later!

"The investigators seem to have come across a landslide and seem to be a bit late."

Fluden continues.

"Then, find the prince before the investigators come."

"Yes. Guards were so sought after in the city of the East End, if any, towards the archipelago. Even if the currents and small boats were spotted, the west side of the archipelago would be suspicious."

"Are there any maps or prince features or portraits?"

"Oh, prepare. Hey! Bring a map and a portrait!"

Fluden gives instructions up the stairs.

"Even if you ask why you hurry?"

"Ah? Should we resolve this before the investigators arrive?"

"For us, yes, I don't think it's beneficial for these guards."

It's all about investigators coming and investigating without our help.

"I don't know why this country is here, but there's a central government official here. That emblem, it belongs to the Flora?

Is the central government official looking at the toll road?

Indeed, I'm convinced.

As investigators, we can't help but not investigate us. But we, who do not know why, are acquainted with great central government people. If we make things worse, we do not know what the state of the nation will be in the Union. I guess it would be nice to release us, but would that involve the face of the royal family in this country? The prince was abducted, the culprit was killed by someone, and the prince disappeared. The only clues are we, the discoverers of the corpses.

After all, the best thing is to find a prince at last. Are we also qualified?

A young guard has brought a map and a portrait of the prince. The portrait of the prince drawn with charcoal was too good-looking.

I put a map and a portrait in an item bag.

"Don't use your ship. I can't go to port now."

So why use the bloody boat? No, isn't it true that evidence is a must?

"So what do you do? Fly in the sky?"

If it flies, I'm about Isle.

"Isle, how long can you fly?"

"I wonder about a kilo"

Looking at the map, it seems that there is quite a distance to the archipelago. Really impossible?

"Can anyone leave? If it does, I will."

Versa wants to write a dissertation. In fact, Bersa decided to have someone leave when the investigator arrived.

"But what do you want, rice?"

"That's why I will remain."

Melmo raises her hand. Now the dish is fine, but there is no item bag.

"What do you do with the ingredients?"

"I'll buy it around here."

"I don't want to buy it."

Fluden, who was listening, said:

"Then, guards should buy it."

Versa is bullish.

"Well, I see. Attach a young guard. Please say anything."

Fluden seems surprisingly weak.

The problem is the ship.

"Do you steal?"

There's a former ship vandal here. Not to steal.

"If you can use a ragged fishing boat, please use our house."

His family seems to be a fisherman, and since his father died, one fishing boat seems to have been abandoned.

Listen to Fluden's parents' house and have them write a letter. It seems that the mother lives alone at home.

Fluden's home is west of the East End.

Outside is noon. Because of the publicity, I, Aisle and Seth turned over the emblem and left behind. Listen to Fluden's voice, "Hey!"

Rock climb lightly and get out on the rooftop of the stuffing house. Then just move along the roof.

If possible, move quickly without making noise.

We were watching cats like monsters.