Manowa

"Ha ha, you're a cheerful summoner"

"Oops, oops"

Whereas Angley laughed, the wind noise was making her face pull. Because the Yucconeer of the spirit of retreat, retreat, retreat, and shrimp was ringing and brought to the sound of the wind. Yucconeer was holding on tight to the Lord, who finally understood each other.

"Yucconeer, meh!

But that wind noise is also the limit, and I have to put out a word of scolding. This is an Angley mansion, not a wind-sounding cottage, not in a hotel. I have to get the place cleared up to be sweet. And Yucconeer rolled onto the spot because of the wind noise "meh".

"Uh, I'll see you later."

"Nyah."

Did you get a certain understanding of the language of the wind noise, or for now Yucconeer just replied and got round to it too.

"Phew, I'm sorry. I broke my hip."

"No. We've got a good look at things"

That's what Angley returns to the words of the wind sound. I wouldn't mind anything more than getting my hip broken on the story. Earlier, the wind sounded vegan and Yucconeer tried to get out of the room. If Angley hadn't held back, he must have completely forgotten about this business deal.

"It's very important to say that in business, you can see who they are. Well, not only that, but even if we could just meet a group of famous white people in this neighborhood, it would be a source of conversation."

That's what Angley says. Puher and cigar smoke, stroking white cat Elizabeth. Elizabeth sounded so good.

"A neighborhood is a merchant's?

"Yeah, that's right. Anyway, in recent years, we've defeated the big dragon, the black rock dragon, the crystal dragon, and even the Odanobunaga species of Dark Forest habitat."

"No."

I can hear the wind. But Bowflower looked "uh". The fact that we talked about it in that neighborhood was because Othi could have predicted it right away.

"Even we waited for the material to go to market. I had no idea they were going to release very little."

"Nooo."

The smile of the wind sounds hardens. Indeed, the material stores much of it ourselves. It is mainly for our own use, but the wind noise is somewhat large because it accumulates when the material is collected. Many merchants say grudges, but the current situation was that they were not even protested for fear of a group of whites. By the way, even Zexia Hearts was in an awesome condition inside a crate in a private area with wind noises that they used for the warehouse.

And there is no reason to release it further because there is currently no problem with storage, storage methods, or money. The only thing I have trouble with money at the party is the wind noise, and I don't care about that either because my nostalgia is warm right now.

"Well, look, I'm a merchant's end, too. What's the market price? let's hang up or something like that Candidesyo?

Wind sounds make cards for merchant guilds look hollow. Besides, what you are saying was malicious.

"I see. You're young, but you've just joined the Merchant Guild. When we release it, we want to hear from our Messi Chamber of Commerce."

"Yeah. I'll think about it"

The wind noise nodded at Angley's words for now. It is only if you just snort.

"But do you have the merchant's heart and not be perceived by the immediate money…? That's not what you can do inside at that age."

Indeed, the wind noise is not captured by money. Angley's words were inaccurate in that money always kept away from the wind sounds......

And the wind sounded bluffing his head, changing his mind, and watching Angley.

"So, Mr. Angley. You obviously know why I'm here this time."

"Yeah, it's what I brought it from. I'm hoping you'll get a colorful response?

Angley gets herself up and says so. But the sound of the wind answers Angley with a subtle expression.

"I'm sorry, but I can't answer that feeling. I'm not gonna let go of that hot spring."

Angley roars a little and opens her tease to the words.

"Hmm. That's not easy to say though...... Can I also tell you about the purchase price…?

"Hmm. When I say..."

Angley's eyes shine when it comes to the wind noise.

"Here we have 18 million kilograms of gear ready in instant gold"

The words were dollarmarked with wind-sounding eyes. I can't do a simple conversion, but it's about 2 billion yen. It should be noted that the amount here includes not only the rights of the source, but also the cost of the land, etc. And the dollar mark in the eyes of the wind sounded shining on Golden for a while, but soon the dollar mark disappeared. Maybe Skill's 'Psychological Attack Complete Defense' worked.

"Courage to say no, I think it's important"

"Hmm. Can't you"

Angley sighed deeply.

"For once, in consultation with Mr. Macca, I'm thinking of selling the right to use the source, just like Mr. Macca."

Angley also says, "Yes, I'm asking." Angley is also a person who invests in the Magic Hot Springs District of Kazane. I have spoken to Macca about some blue photos about it even without going through the wind.

"You were thinking of letting us move on without this story. Well, you are. Sure, if you look at what you're wearing, it's not going to work with money."

Angley's gaze looked around at the wind sounds. Everything you're wearing is a delicacy. Especially the prosthetic hand, which I hear is the legacy of the ancient Ishtarian civilization that pushed Jinlai to Rank S, and the ring of the Rainbow Dragon with the wind sound, are not measurable in monetary terms. A performance prosthetic that can resist the army as well as a stunning piece of rainbow heart. It's a silo thing that you can literally buy one in the city depending on whether you want to sell it or who you want to sell it to. Others wearing the finest artifacts and magic fixtures would be an on-parade of things like eyeballs popping up, if you look at them.

"I was hoping I could accommodate the precious magic equipment that I own here."

The word had a wind-sounding nose, but it stayed.

"If so, let's say we do go ahead and talk about usage rights"

"Yeah. I'm sorry."

Angley also answers the wind noise words with a smile and a shake of her neck to the side.

"What, I just got along with a bunch of white folks here, but as for this one, I'm all hail."

"I hope you think so."

And after the wind sounded so mouthful, Louise, who was beside him, pinched his mouth.

"By the way, it looks like you're collecting black potions right now, but are you sure?

"Yeah, it's poison that erodes this country. That one."

Angley returns it with a straight face.

"We've already heard from Oogie that it's embarrassing, but it looks like there's more than one person possessed by the array by some leading men. We can't publicly ban it at the moment."

"That's a terrible story."

Angley also nods at the words of wind noise.

"Yes, the arrogance of the powerful is what is afflicting the people. So we're voluntarily collecting them."

I guess that's the militia that so many wind noises encountered earlier.

"Is that something you don't get caught with?

"So far so good," Angley also returned to the wind noise words.

"Just because some powerful people can't move forward with the ban on ownership, that problem has become more and more well known in every city. We're the ones working on the table, but we're working with you. For all you demon hunters."

Louise's eyebrows lift just a little to the word.

"I mean, you think you know what the raw materials are?

"I hear you're a demon, or a man who's been abandoned by black potion."

That, with some knowledge, was not the answer to reach nature.

"It's not competently appealing, though. Astralize into a boost of abilities. Sure, it's great stuff, but it will be too drawn to the negative side, and it will be the same as the ghost that eventually arrives. Well, with qualities, maybe not."

Answering that, Angley's words were consistent with what the wind sounds perceived.

"It's not Soldard who sends you to it."

"Hmm? Soldard, I mean, weren't you working with the king now?

The wind noise asked that unexpectedly. Angley laughed with a bumpy face at the words.

"Oh, did you know? Nevertheless, I have no direct involvement either. They were accommodating supplies through the marine route. It's also with a life from the kingdom. To the extent that this Messi Chamber of Commerce helped in the first place, in fact, the marine route is a thing in the hands of the Jung Chamber of Commerce."

I see... and the wind nodded. The content of the contact email to Yuko sister seems to have increased again.

"And is this a good thing to talk about..."

Angley looks at Chill Louise and becomes an imaginary face. Louise's expression became even more irritating to the way it looked.

"Sumitomo, don't get carried away."

And there's a voice coming from Elizabeth, who's round on her knees.

"No, it's you again. You don't have a choice."

'Cause your sister, she's actually coming pretty crunchy. If you touch me badly, I'll burn you. "

When Angley saw Louise when she heard the words, Louise was laughing nicely. And (oh, how about this) and Angley also decide to follow Elizabeth's words honestly.

"Yeah, actually, there was a problem among the demon hunters. I was told that some of the same Cancer families as your Louise are connected to the devil..."

Saying so, he glimpses Louise, but Louise returns, "Please continue."

"We are holding you both captive. I still don't have anything that might prove it."

"I see... well, I can't help it"

Angley shows a face of relief in that word, but that face froze in the words that followed.

"I will tolerate all means, kill me, but let me throw up."

People other than Angleys are also vicious at Louise crushing so as if it were natural.

"Yes, because you don't mind?

"The basics of being a demon hunter and going through with demons are subject to summary execution. Instead, you should be happy because you're going to die useful."

It was still a spicy Louise at home.

"I see. Let me tell you that."

Angley also replied with a little cold sweat.

And that ended the story on this occasion.

In the end, there was no buying or selling of the rights at source, and there was nothing to decide on in particular, but we were wrapped up in a story that would deal with the right of use in consultation with Macca. And the wind noise is that I am only the owner of the name, so I replied that if you want to talk to Macca, you can do whatever you want.

Afterwards, Angley and I promised to meet again the next day to eat, and the wind sounds were to be guided to Angley's inn.