Lazy Dungeon Master

It was some time before Kama and the others returned to the village.

We have received the news that is at the source of the lord of Zia, Bonodor Tweer.

"What? A dungeon in the village of Gorraine is overflowing with monsters, you say?

"Yes, apparently the 'cave of desire' thingy is not enough..."

According to a subordinate report, a few days after the whole line of caema left the dungeon, there were gradually more monsters in the dungeon.

It was something I didn't care so much about, thinking that perhaps Kama, Gozo's party was hunting for more...

"There is also the possibility of a transition period, but for that it is something more twitchy and quiet"

"... Hmm. It would simply mean that the incremental portion of the difference has piled up. There's still a period of time before Lord Kama and the others return... All right, then tell Zia's Adventurer Guild to send out a monster thinning request for" The Cave of Desire ""

That being said, Bon Odor rose from his chair and weaved his jacket with wings.

"On the go?

"Oh. I'll go check it out myself. I asked for it."

"Ha, leave it to me"

As this is better for the dungeon, Bonodore had the purpose of wanting to go to the village of Gorene.

Mass of Offtonism, and it is the Massage of the Virgin.

Recently, specifically before the departure of a line of caemas, a Virgin had been born in Offtonism.

I was formerly massaging at the Gorene Village Inn "Dancing Puppet Pavilion," but for some reason there was a Virgin certified woman with the "miracle" that it didn't hurt to do it in any way, just to feel good. Did you say Ray's name?

In lieu of the absent patriarchal caema, he says he is putting the church together with its miraculous massage.

(Sometimes he was originally a Cama subordinate, or he said there was no particular confusion as the Virgin put the church together)

Bon Odor can only go about once or twice a week, but he was totally hooked on Offtonism.

You can sleep well in Offtonian Mass. Also, a miracle massage by the Virgin erases the accumulated fatigue.

This was a valuable healing for Bon Odor, who is usually concerned as a lord.

...... on the way out of the mansion, don't let my daughter Myodore find you.

I don't care if they find me, because they're gonna take me and my escort's gonna look like trouble. It was inconvenient to go out to Offtonian Mass because I couldn't let my eyes go from my daughter either as a bon odor or as a father.

Scratch Maiodor's eyes and catch a boarding carriage to the village of Gorraine.

For the inspection, although the clothes disguised themselves as just crude clothes that the townspeople were coming to, the movement of the body and the unseen elegance were everywhere, and it was easy to imagine for the guests on board that it was at least the patience of the nobility.

"Oh?"

"Mm?"

and here Bon Odor met one passenger in sight. Its elegance, dressed in apparently ordinary people's clothes, but cannot be concealed. And most importantly, a familiar face. Without a doubt it was the wife of Bonodore, Waltz.

"You. It's a strange place to meet."

"... oh. You're the one. You got business in Gorene Village?

"Yeah, maybe for the same purpose as you."

That being said, Waltz takes the round Holy Mark of Offtonism out of his chest. The color is silver. From the average person's point of view, it's a holy mark of a rather excited forehead. Bon Odor was similarly wearing the holy mark of silver.

Note that Bon Odor also bears the holy mark of gold, but he does not wear it because he finds out that it is a wealthy merchant or nobleman who puts the holy mark of gold on the boulder.

"I didn't know you were in Offtonism either. Just a very devout white god."

"Oh. Offtonism is a 'sub-religion' that the White Goddess also admitted? There's nothing wrong with that."

"So is that."

That said, the two hit the Holy Mark and rang chillin. It is a greeting to be given by the followers of Offtonism.

"Oh, come on, you two were in Offtonism together?

"That's an odd encounter, I'm offtonist too. Oyasminasai."

"There's a Mass today, right, for that? Me, too."

And with that derision, the fellow passengers, who likewise lowered the sacred mark of Offtonism from their necks, have spoken out. It is said that one of the merchants who is giving this greeting has spread it or that exchanging this' greeting 'with the higher holy mark of virtue will increase your luck.

They have higher virtues than copper, iron, silver, silver, and gold, and the holy mark of the Virgin's offal, Ruby, and the giant holy mark in the church.

Perhaps for that lucky purpose, you want to exchange 'greetings' with the holy mark of silver. Mr. and Mrs. Zia responded to this pleasantly.

"Look, this is my own wood-carved holy mark."

"Ho, that's good. Let me say hello."

"Sir, I prayed for rich fruit and got some wheat relief in here."

"Excellent, because Zia is a barn, let me say hello too"

In addition, the tolerances of Offtonism were pervasive around the fact that it is said that the sacrament, engraved with handmade sacraments and dreams as separate frames, will also be fortunate as something of high virtue.

"Is wheat a farmer? How's the wheat this year going?"

"You're doing well. Pavela has an appointment to buy it."

"Hmm? It's still the impact of that cave. It's a lot closer to Pavela."

"Oh, enough for a merchant to come and sell it directly to me without going through an inquirer. I'm saying no because it's suspicious."

Gathering information with a natural flow of greetings by the Holy Seal. I was still called a town-folk lord when I said inspection and went out of town, but I was able to talk so intimately that I knew very well that the point of saying nobility was unhidden and distanced.

Let's say this is also due to Offtonism.

"Hmm... more people in and out also means that people like that are getting in and out a lot. I'll tell someone I know to be very careful."

"Whoa, there is. I'm sure my husband's acquaintance would be relieved. This is for the benefit of Offtonism, too, ha-ha."

We get to the village of Gorraine while having a useful conversation that way.

The carriage was considerably more shaky than the one normally used for aristocracy, but not so much damaged thanks to Zabuton, one of Gorene Village's specialties.

Unlike thick cushions like those found in aristocratic carriages, Zabton, which is affordable and easy to carry, is not unnatural even if it is held by ordinary people. Thanks to you, even the travel of your patience helps me a lot. Recently, there have been more passenger carriages available by Zabuton since the beginning.

"Shall we then go to Offtonist Mass? I just want to get my seat in front of you. It works the fastest."

"Oh, I'm always behind you. The book is easy to take. I always let people read books until the beginning."

"... Waltz, I thought you were getting pretty good grades at school, but do you have any interesting books to read like that?

"Yeah, let's do that.... Are you sure you haven't checked the books here?

"Ugh... I'm a practitioner. I thought there were agricultural books."

Ha, and Waltz sighed.

Offtonian churches have bookshelves. And there may be notes on farming methods (such as' Sprinkling Seashells on Farmland ', which would have come in from Pavela) that are likely to be passed on to the private sector like there are not many in the library of the Imperial Capital.

By the way, for some reason, the Offtonian Bible has not been placed. If it were a church bookshelf, a copy of the Bible would be the one to be put first. It is a religion that is too unwilling to spread the teachings and worries the other way around. Although I have trouble being gunned down like light god.

"Let them lend it to you today. I think if you make one of the copies, you'll see the beauty of the book here."

"Oh, please be gentle. Or are you on loan?

"It seems that it's just the villagers if it's supposed to be, because we negotiated there in the form of revealing their identities and giving them a bond."

Lending out expensive books to villagers also makes me guess the high level of awareness of what I want to do with this village in Kama. However, it is too inadvertently based on the theory of sexuality, Bonodore thinks.

And when I tried to get into church while I was thinking, Bon Odor was pulled on the collar. It was Waltz who pulled it.

"You. Apparently there was a thief"

"Mm?"

When I looked, there was a hole in my foot. And in it, a man who looked like a pedestrian was taken from Trimochi, unable to move.

... Says this is what happens when you steal a book. He must be wearing some kind of magic guide. I don't know how they use magic guides, but there must have been a blacksmith in this village who could make them.

The hole closed slowly. Just before that, Sister came in from the side of the hole and bowed over here, so, well, I guess that means securing the killer safely.

"... you just want our mansion to be built too"

"Absolutely. It's just that sometimes people who get caught up and have nothing to do with it fall."

"Don't bother with that. No complaints?

"In that case, they're going to give me a free [purification] and massage. Instead, he's got good luck as' I could push something bad against a thief '."

"You say everything... I realize virtue is a really handy word, it's a religious strength"

If you jump in on purpose, there will naturally be no [purification] or massage. They say it's bad luck, too.

Thereafter, Mr. and Mrs. Safe Zia were able to attend Mass.

Sleep one on the pillow with the Zabton of Bringing in bi-fold. The feeling when I woke up was as refreshing as ever.... I slept while sitting down so my body has hardened a little, but after this I plan to get a massage so I have no problem.

"Sometimes you. Did you know that the Virgin's massage is now reserved?

"... what... you say?

"Oh ho, this is that booking ticket. I won't give it to you."

"Gu! Oh, my God. I didn't get that report from a secret detective!?

"They put it back on reservation because they got busy again due to the recent increase in the number of monsters. If you were reading before Mass, you could talk to the Virgin now and then... well, I was wondering if you could get a big, big Sister bump massage."

"Grunt! That hurts, doesn't it?!?

Oh well, pity, Waltz laughed Couscous.

That's how it became like a couple dates, and Bon Odor, who ended up leaving without inspecting the pivotal dungeons, said, "What are you doing?" and this is the only story that pissed me off extremely calmly by the butler.

Fortunately for his unhappiness, he said the dungeon was overflowing with monsters and was successfully solved by increasing requests to the Alliance.