Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

Enjoy your eyes, everyone.

Falve's Bride's Square, where he performed his wedding with Yut.

The opening declaration issued by Valtrude from the stage set in its centre opened the curtain of the festival, which lasted a week.

But those gathered there cannot hide their confusion in too short a greeting. Not that I want to hear it for a long time, but this is a clap.

Besides, Valtrude, who descended from the stage with a refreshment, also had a gaze of envy and disappointment. There may have been a desire to see a more beautiful and proud lord.

"Fireball"

But as I expected it to be, the flamethrower went off.

"Pyrokinesis"

It can be played over the square, and then each of its flaming splashes becomes a colorful fireworks.

A third staircase of science spell "Fireball" scattering blast flames within range. That alone is sufficient as a signal for the opening of the meeting, but by overlapping the second staircase's theoretical spell, "The Flame Man," which manipulates the flames there, he created a paint-like sight of a width.

The original Flamethrower is a spell that has the effect of controlling the battlefield by causing smoke to erupt from the source of the fire and by doing so also causing temporary blindness.

Most importantly, during the day, it conveys little of its beauty, and because it is out of range of effects, the flash of fireworks does not blink.

"That's Valtrude from the two-second speech."

"On top of the pacli, isn't that a bad story?

But Val seems satisfied.

"Well, I'm pretty sure that's a heartfelt word..."

The Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who finished his greeting, approached us with a good face.

With that in sight, Yuut, after a job, was secretly talking to Akane, next door.

Naturally, Alcia is with me, but I still look to heaven silently. I'm ready to expose my dark brown eyes, but of course I'm not seen in fireworks.

"If I say hello, I think about it properly," this is the result of believing and sending out Valtrude, who confidently said it all out. Not calm in the heart, naturally, in a way.

Normally I'd make a manuscript and make it read, but unfortunately, I can't do that. Rather than, I can't read the letters. And in Valtrude's creative language, I can't make speeches.

Had it known that this would have settled in as a greeting announcing the opening of the long-standing Istas festival, Alcia would have felt more regretful than ever.

"You kept me waiting."

"Not at all. I haven't waited."

"It's the promised dialogue, but it's the unmistakable truth."

Valtrude, who has finished his speech immediately, joins us, and now we have all the members for today.

At the same time, the clock tower bell rang. If Valtrude's greeting had been of common sense length, it would have been ringing with the fireworks.

"Come on, Yut, Arcia, Acorn. We're going, too. I don't have time to waste."

A lightness that does not seem very pregnant, Valtrude urges. Wearing a loose dotted piece, it didn't even look like a pregnant woman from the outside.

"Val, it's you..."

"Mr. Arcia. I know how you feel, but look."

"... right"

Alcia, who had a worried face, is also drawn to Yut and starts walking with him.

It's a festival. It's boring to start preaching.

I guess that's what he decided to think, Arcia shook Yut's hand back and split into a hustle and bustle.

The people who had shown confusion until earlier had also begun to move with fireworks as a signal of initiation. Firstly, it seems that many aspire to a corner that is behaving as a celebratory booze.

To celebrate the various celebrations and give thanks to the gods - the festival of Istas, which was to be executed under the title.

I dare not say anything about the 'various' parts, but it is good to see that the intention is conveyed by the use of words to celebrate the marriage between Yut and Alusia in the portraiture of Eudit and Valtrude as the pronunciation of the toast taking place there and there.

It lasts a week and is quite a long time. For this reason, it is likely that the festival atmosphere will blend in on a daily basis, rather than being forced to treat it as a holiday.

The temple is to hold special ceremonies and rituals, and the theatre of the god of beauty is also to be opened free of charge.

Various stalls will be erected in Bride's Square to entertain bards (birds) and street performers who have heard rumors.

The Yuts, too, are pretty stuck with their schedules to attend some events and host dinner parties.

"Well, let's be glad we got stuck in the holding now. It was a period of preparation like Tao's..."

As the four of us head to the store we're looking for (...), Yut puts his mind to the present, not the future.

"Right. Isn't Mr. Claude exhausted by now?

"No, I'm asking Ren and his real name to plug in some magic medicine (potion), so it's okay there"

"... it kind of feels blacker that way. It's like I'm going to be okay because I'm going to come back to life."

"Well, for that matter, I'm offering a bonus."

Good treatment, but intense duty.

More right than the other way around, but why do you find it rather unreasonable there?

"Well, as it is anyway"

Yut, sooner than being pursued by Acorn, threw away his current doubts lightly and spoke of what was to come.

"No way, when Jonah leaves the store..."

"Uhm. Surprised, but now the fun is bigger"

Valtrude, who was a few steps ahead, looked back with a smile that made her want to describe herself as more of a hippo than a sun.

The skirt flickers, but it blinds me.

The sight is so vivid that the bard's singing and the hustle and bustle around him can be felt far away.

"Must use the experience of eating and walking to feed you delicious food"

"I don't know, I can't stop working in a different way from Yut..."

The seeds of Arcia's worries are endless, as opposed to them, as they reflect the look of Valtrude shining in Dark Brown's eyes.

Even now, you wouldn't know what would have happened if it hadn't been for the temperature coming from Yut's hands that remained connected.

"At least if you'd told me what store to open, I'd still be ready"

"There, I'm ready... Look, as Jonah, don't you want to surprise us? Then it's only natural to keep it a secret from Mr. Arcia."

"Well, if Jonah's going to produce it, isn't it going to be weird?

Acorn assured me that Jonah's tongue was certain, with her arms on the opposite side of Arcia.

"That's the same, isn't it? If the battle isn't involved, you shouldn't have to worry..."

At the event, some football players behave as supporters of their own ramen. I also say it's what you like that makes you good at things, and even if you seem like a gatekeeper, will you do something good?

Yut said so with hope.

That's him, but the current situation, which is not flowery on both hands, is very noticeable.

However, there was no particular illumination, and he received a flat peripheral gaze.

I know if I react badly, I'll be in worse shape.

"Sure, if Jonah lets out a ramen shop, that's it. I don't think I'll be able to open a shop or anything today because I can't make enough soup."

"Wear a black t-shirt, towel around your head?

"Yes, yes."

A conversation plays that only two people know, Yut and Akane.

But neither Valtroude, who goes ahead, nor Arcia, who is next door, seem to have cared.

I couldn't understand one thing right now, but when I imagined Jonah wrapped a towel around my head, it looked surprisingly good on me.

- Sometimes, but maybe the best reason is that it's no longer a shallow enough relationship to rub your mind because you can't get mixed up in the conversation.

"It's time for Jonah to rent the space."

Valtrude slips through the crowd.

Her robust flesh, it seems, has nothing to do with her weight.

"Looks like we're in a queue already -"

Seems to be thriving makes Alcia seem just a little happy.

No, I'm just trying to show off the sweet spot, isn't the inside happy to let go?

Yes, I was observing about Alcia, so Yut was delayed in noticing.

"... why is Jii here?"

The stall that Yona is putting out.

In it, to notice the vaina marinen using bamboo to beat the noodles.

"Ha ha. You'd be surprised."

"You just wanted to surprise me!

Yut didn't fall off his knees because he was a flower in both hands.

Had it not been for the support of my wife and fiancée, I would have exposed myself to ugliness in front of the people in line.

"I wasn't strong enough"

I noticed the yuts came - naturally, not even a black t-shirt, not a towel wrapped around my head - but they transfer here in a short distance "teleportation".

And he briefly explained why he called Vainamarinen as a helper.

"You have nothing to worry about. Sure, white lady's got enough muscle to hit the noodles."

"I'm not worried about that, but it really means something physical."

"Egg seemed busy"

"Master Dai Sage, aren't you busier!

Yut makes a similar protest to screaming, but Vainamarinen only laughs a lot. I wasn't just saying I was satisfied that I got the reaction I expected.

"Or is this a ramen stall?

Inside the booth, Yona's classmates are moving busily.

Akane walked away from Yut and into it from behind, but he put his hand on his mouth and could not hide his surprise.

"I asked Mana to prepare disposable utensils and forks"

"That's good..."

Once again, Jonah returns in Teleportation to make a mosaic. But Acorn can only return those words.

That's because I was overwhelmed by the sight of the kitchen.

I guess Jonah bought it with pocket money. I use a number of magic (magic) stoves, boil the noodles, and take the soup.

The soup is an authentic dish made from chicken gallows and several vegetables. Chashu and boiled eggs are also available, and the aroma of soy sauce is fragrant.

"I brought some kanji water from Salt Lake, indulged the ingredients with the gastronomic baron, and worked hard"

"That's right..."

It doesn't matter if the yuts come. Jonah's classmates desperately continue to impress the guests, completing one ramen after another.

The ingredients are char siu and boiled eggs. Plus, simple soy sauce ramen like spinach and leeks.

But from Yona's mouthfeel, other than disposable foam containers and plastic forks. I mean, I guess the contents were aligned with the Brewers ingredients.

Did you spend the prep period for this Istas festival on a prototype?

Jonah looked confident, always-appealing but somewhat confident.

"Hmm. Even if it looks good, I wonder how it tastes. I'll find out soon enough."

"Where I Want It"

"Is that it? Has something weird started?

Nor can Yut's words, which went into the booth after Acorn with Alcia holding hands, reach the two who scatter serious battles and sparks.

At that time, a cheer similar to a scream came from no one.

"It's a dragon!

Needless to say, on purpose.

But I guess I couldn't help but tell you.

Everyone was pointing to heaven and opening their mouths as if they had fallen between them.

"Oh. Perla Vento patrol."

Everyone falls in love with the figure of a red-fired dragon gliding gracefully through the sky.

Even so, Yut shows no sign of moving.

Because it was this archmage (Arch Mage) who requested that the Alliance be used as a shield to move the aerial garden Limnus over the Marquis of Istas during the Great Festival and make regular patrols.

It's not even a security patrol, but the dragons are flying over it regularly.

The uncomfortable person who tried to take a ride to the festival would also become afraid of her roar and change her mind.

And without a problem in that situation, Valtrude was alone, in a queue.

When Pearla Vento is no longer visible, the Yuts also move to the rear of it.

Did you practice too much? In just about 10 minutes, the Yuts were able to hold the ramen in their hands.

Face to face, sip silently.

"This is..."

"That kid..."

"Yona, I'll do it."

"Damn, should I have asked for two drinks from the beginning"

The ramen produced by Yona was tastier than I expected.