Munou To Yobareta Ore, Yottsu No Chikara Wo Eru

"Wow!? Say!?"

Oh, the magic is solved because he passed out...!

Ugh... I hit you in the back.

"Oh, are you okay?

"Ichi... Oh, yeah... thanks for the help... Mr. Zwed"

"I don't want to thank you. Nothing. I didn't break through the door to help you, I didn't punch these guys. It all happens."

Oh, as always, this guy...!

"Anyway! Thank you!

"Hey, why are you mad..."

"Normally." You're welcome, right? Already! "

"Ha?

I'm not being honest with you!

Well no... maybe it's no use saying any more.

"So? Why is Mr. Zwed here?

"That's the dialogue over here. I thought we'd seen each other for a long time, and he's tied up... and you're the one who can afford to take him down, right?

"... I don't like town. Especially in the building. You don't have any natural objects, do you?

"Uh... you know what? Nice magic, but inconvenient."

"That's right... and it's not!

"Yes, yes, I know... I came to this town to meet someone I know."

"Do you know him?"

"Oh. I need to come over here for a favor. So, he's mostly in the north, so I contacted him after a while to get a drink. I was actually meeting you at Cold Shoes, but you must be tired of waiting for that bastard... he left without waiting for me"

...... hmm?

I think I heard something somewhere......

"I decided from the beginning to go to this town. I thought it might be this casino, so I figured I'd give it a shot... and I won the slot on the third floor here. So if I couldn't help but wait next door, I'd be surrounded by my manager and his men. Well, you were suspicious because it wasn't the usual way to win"

"I see."

Just like me......

"Oh, but I don't know what Mr. Zuid could have done before he took me back there...?

"I'm not in a good position to get busted in the store. Besides, maybe that idiot was using magic. Therefore, there is a slight burden…"

"What? Because the bracelet... is that it? You didn't put it on, Mr. Zwed!

"Mm-hmm... I smashed mine when I rammed one next door. It was so loud. But if that bastard's magic... maybe he can take it off before it rings"

"Oh, can you do that!?

"That's the magic. Maybe he was winning fools because he was making it easier to hit through the slots. Otherwise, no matter how high the rate... you can't win 10 million in slots."

Ten million or... I'm afraid of myself feeling like it's no big deal.

"Well, until they took us both to the next room, fine, but that bastard... he was sloppy on his own! You're a wizard! I'm not so bad!

"Well, that's the thing..."

"So I can't forgive that idiot either... I've been trying to give them a hand and I've been talking a lot, but if I think it's any closer... I'm getting word out of step by step..."

Ah... Speaking of which, just now... the guys next door do something about that kind of hobby...

"All of a sudden everyone's trying to hug me... ahhh shit! I just remembered my goosebumps...... and anyway! So I busted them all out of the room..."

"That was... a disaster..."

"Really... so there was a similar room next door, so I thought maybe I was hiding here for a while. If I punch the door with anger... you're here."

"Ha... you were so angry"

Is that what that roar is about......

"Seriously, it's on my mind...... do I usually run away!? Leave me alone, my friend! Damn, besides mucky, mustache old men......! Ha... it would have been better if we'd still been dealing with the Dragon King..."

What!?

"Zuy, Mr. Zuid! Were you in a war with the Dragons?

"Hey, what the sudden... I was in?

Oh well... the SSS Rank Adventurer who gave a hand in the Greek recapture... it was about Mr. Zwed.

"Oh, hey... you mean Lord?

"Oh, yeah! I know you're safe... but are you hurt or something!?

"Uh... yeah, hey, that was lame. That guy. My right arm will be eaten by Yormungand, and Titanomachia will erase my memory..."

"Mi, right arm...... erase my memory!?

What's that?

What do you mean!?

"Oh, calm down... I don't know how far you're asking, but I'm already remembering, and my right arm is stuck with my legendary prosthetic arm. By the time we broke up, we were pimping, right?

"Oh well... I don't know but I'm glad..."

"After all, the world is supposed to say it's me, but it's also Lord who defeated Yorumungand the Dragon King. If it weren't for him... maybe I'd be dead."

"What!? Even Mr. Zuid......"

The Dragon King was so strong...

"It went well with my magic... I mean, let's just get out of here, huh? It'll be a hassle when these guys get here, and we'll see about that later."

"Right...... ah!

Yabba!

I totally forgot about Asna and Mr. Din...

"Mr. Zwed, my...!

"Wait... Somebody's coming"

"What...?

When Mr. Zuid tells me that and I soften my ears, I do hear the sound of running through the hallway.

That too...... multiple.

"... stand back behind me"

I nod silently and stare at the entrance to the room from behind Mr. Zwed.

And so, the sound came in step by step...

"Tia!"

"Are you all right!?

"A, Asna! Din......!?

At the entrance to the pompous empty room, with two people in a hurry...

"Look, look...! You weren't lying!? Ugehogeho...... so forgive me already! I'll pay for it!

There's probably a manager who got bogged down by Mr. Din... wow...

"Shut up! Hey, hey!"

Shortly afterwards, Mr. Din's sharp gaze was shifting from manager to Mr. Zuid.

Shit...... Mr. Din, you're mistaken!

"Mr. Din, no...!

"Just get away from the tier...... Mmm!?

Oh, that? Something's going on...

"... why are you here?"

"Zuy, isn't that Zuid! Why are you here?

"Heh? And you know him?

"Mm-hmm... because I met you at Nieberg's request before on Byrne's introduction."

"Oh, yeah, I was"

"Tia, what the hell is this... Ah!

At that time, the manager waved Mr. Din's hand away, nodding around the corner of the room and shivering in a rattle.

"Oh, I'll pay you! Yes, no! I'll make you pay. Come on! So don't kill me...!

"... Mr. Din, it's too much"

"Yes, because..."

I go to him and place my hands gently on my trembling shoulders.

"Hih...!

"I didn't do anything crazy."

"Ha, ha! I know, I know, I know!

"But I don't want the money because it's already a pain in the ass. Instead, return the money you bet."

"Oh, hi! Oh, how much is it!?

"Fifty thousand."

"Oh, then hold it. Well!

With that screaming, the manager gives his wallet out of his nostalgia.

I received it and turned back to Mr. Din.

"Anyway, we'll talk later! Get out of here!