Kyuuketsu Hime wa Barairo no Yume o Miru

"When people ask me if I know you or not, unfortunately, I know you..."

Extremely unfortunately, of all the humans in this world, it can be described as the most corrupt. Maybe my friendship isn't a lock before or after reincarnation... yeah, let's not pursue this topic in depth.

"Ha...? If you know, why are you asking me something?

"I'm asking because I don't know what's going on with Joey over here, especially where he is right now. Don't you know?"

"What's 'over here'?

"There's a lot going on."

"A lot...... Hmm"

"Yes, a lot. The problem is piling up, and the current situation is fundamentally wrong. That's why we have to get this far and settle things right."

"Right, liquidation of the relationship? I see, well... you know what?"

To my sigh-minded indignation, Mr. Baccasa rested his hand polishing the glass and nodded deeply with the face that the point had gone.

Then he gradually looks at the threesomes (me and the others) in wedding dresses and looks painfully away.

"Heroes, I say I prefer color...... Nevertheless, it wouldn't have happened to your daughters. Surely such a relationship is wrong. You're a sinful man, Great Braver."

"... I think I've been misunderstood."

Meer frowned, licking Shirley Temple with her tongue tip like a cat.

"That's okay, twenty-five years of bartending. I know a lot because I've seen a lot of life, too. You don't have to say anything."

Mr. Baccasa protests against Meer with ease.

and from a group of drunkards who were intrigued and listening to our conversations in the field,

"- Who, by the way, is the destiny of Great Braver?

"Ha... ah!?

I was the only one who somehow stripped my eyes off the intrigued silly question, and Mr. Meer and Fiore pointed straight at me, as if they had shown each other, after face-to-face silence.

"Wait a minute. - Whoa! What, those hands!?

"No, 'cause Joey, when I say your destiny... hey?

"That's right. This is what happens when you say it objectively...... haha..."

Though I put my finger down, neither Mr. Meer nor Fiore seems willing to translate the foreword. We should talk about it later.

"So [Great Braver], but rumor has it they're flying around at the request of Adventurer Alliance headquarters. You should hear more about it in the Adventurer Guild. By the way, the Adventurer Alliance building is the fifth house to turn right where you left off."

"Hmm, I see. It was helpful. Thanks."

"More than anything I can help you with."

Just after a paragraph of the story, the glass I was just drinking was also emptied. I also feel like the taste was delicious, but really, I'm afraid I'm subtly bogged down with the feeling that I'm eating and drinking in my dreams.

Looking at the side, it looks like Mr. Meer and Fiore drank almost at the same time, prompting us to go to the Adventurer Guild, our next destination with our gaze.

"Well, I'll go to the Adventurers Guild."

I just got up from the counter chair and a large meatballed palm was offered in front of me.

"Oh, the price is three hundred cuppers"

………

………

………

They charge me as a matter of course, and when I accidentally peek at Mr. Meer and Fiore on the sidelines, they both get out of sight without saying anything. Either that or the unit of currency is subtly different from reality......

"Er, there's no way..."

"It doesn't work on the customers at first sight."

Something I guessed in the atmosphere, or Mr. Baccasa's attitude became blatantly annoying.

"Working and returning..."

"Hate and manpower are enough"

Mr. Meer's suggestion is also rejected.

"And for now, I'll give you what I have in hand instead of the price, and I'll exchange it later. That doesn't mean..."

"The only thing I can hold is my Rose Sinner (Jill de Leye) at best!? I absolutely don't like it!

I immediately rejected Fiore's fearful suggestion. Results -

"I mean... meh, you're eating away!?

Before the wild whilst barking bear beast man, I calmly attempt to discuss.

"I didn't say I wouldn't pay. I'm just saying I can't pay for it on this occasion because I don't have it right now."

"Eat and run for it - whoa!!!

The discussion ended in a farewell.

"Choose! Go from yourself to the guard's stuffing or I'll tie you up with my strength, one in two!!

Against Mr. Baccasa, who inverts his whole body hair and mollies his muscles, I also take out "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" to be in a combat position.

"So I'm telling you I'll pay you later! But there's no way every Bear Beast can beat this me, so you better stop before you embarrass me, okay?

"Sire, that's like oiling a fire! So this is not a penniless diet anymore, is it a straight-up robbery?

"Wow, I'm sorry, father, mother, grandmother, sister. Because of the influence of bad friends, Phyllia told criminals -!"

Fiore, who calmly screams, and Fiore, who is panicking and crying.

"Superior -!!

Mr. Bakasa is totally motivated and motivated to kill. Mysterious words like "By Mihairs" and "Extinct O Drawer Tooth" pass through the back of my confronting brain.

From where, at the time of the one-touch shock,

"Guards (Sentinel), guards (Sentinel) are here!

I heard someone screaming.

- Shit. Did somebody call a guard?

Abominably tongued, Mr. Baccasa's temper drops.

"Dear Hiyuki ~ Eh. So, what do we do?

"- Well, it's not the number of things, even if it's a bunch of village samurai."

"That's a totally villain dialogue."

Almost at the same time as reorienting the tip of "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" towards the entrance to the liquor store, three full-plate knights were seen at the entrance to the village - exactly the same in appearance and indistinguishable - and as they entered the store in footsteps that did not seem to be heavy equipment, they pulled out the sword they remained silent.

Thirty minutes later, I was restrained in some humiliating outfit of being groped around with a rope like a worm.

"... weird. Why would just a guard beam out of his eyes or something?

As soon as the beam hit me like a noise, I turned my eyes and lost consciousness. When I realized it, I was trapped in a small room, surrounded by a wall of elasticity and humidity that nudged all sides.

Though Mr. Meer and Fiore are not restrained, there is nowhere that seems to be an exit, and the rope that binds me is also solidly tied to the guinea pig, which means they are all giving up and sitting with their knees after trying to use their hands, burn them with Fiore's magic, or cut them in The Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye), which was rolling unwrought.

"Well, it's in a dream. Doesn't His Majesty's authority or divine power make sense?

Blurry as I gave up, Mr. Meer. The gaze is rolling around the corner of the room - and if you look closely, parts of the femur that are ribs all over the place were rolling apart.

"And where is this place? Normally, I think it's some kind of guard crawl."

I naturally thought no one could answer Fiore's question tilted in the neck......

"This is the belly of a land whale."

Unexpectedly there was an answer from somewhere.

We look around in a hurry.

"- Right here, right here. Ladies' feet."

If you look at the sound and voice of Katakata and Castanet, the source of the voice was what Meer was talking about earlier.

"... what a bone"

"Well, I guess that's the feeling at Your Majesty's."

When I commented with unexpected disappointment because it was not uncommon to talk about human bones or anything else, I was somehow seen with a sympathetic eye by Meer.

"... uh, I don't know what it is, but it seems to make sense. More importantly. So. Instead of giving a detailed explanation, could you gather my bones that are rolling all over the place, if possible? I don't know, just my neck."

What a great way to say a request.