My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

"It's more than that from me. It's up to you."

Yeah, put Glock down and say, "One corpse sickness (zombie rum)!" and ordered additional liquor. He's empty another bottle. Aren't you drinking too much...

- Bring the salad to your mouth while thinking about the information you heard from Glock.... Oh, the vegetables are fresh, and I like the crushed nuts and bacon accents. I don't know what it tastes like, but the dressing seems to hang. It's sour, but I don't think it's fruit-based.

Someone paid a lot of money to look for me, and the person's purpose was "glasses," he said.

...... hmm.

The question is, when did the client find out about the "glasses"?

There are two possibilities you can come up with, huh?

"Oh, I'm here. I'm here. Yeah, extra stuffed meat. Bake me some."

- Return the empty plate of salad and receive the dull stew that was carried with the liquor. Wow, that smells good. It's not the same as the stew I make.... or not stew. This. That's some kind of soup. I wonder what it is. Sweet, too. I feel similar to the sweetness of the corn.

I have "delivered glasses" so I'm sure there are my "glasses" in the castle.

Even if everything was handed out to people, I raised one to a female civilian, so there would certainly be one.

My client sees it and finds out, and that's why he's looking for me.

In that case, he might be pretty great looking for me. He could be a nobleman or something in power. Because at least you should be someone who can get in and out of the castle.

Another possibility is that the client, just like the "blackbird," is in the direction of paying Wylo to get "glasses" information from the castle.

This one has too much scope, so I wonder if I can think about it.

... No, wait?

Can you narrow it down a little bit?

At least you're supposed to be rich.

Because I have enough money to ask Blackbird for a job or give the Castle a wyro. I don't think this information fee is cheap.

But if you're a regular rich man, I feel like you're securing talent to deal with rough things, such as a child adventurer or a private soldier with a caution stick.

Talent to deal with the "slightly grey side" issue that Glock was saying earlier.

If so, would you bother paying high bills to ask "Blackbird"?

Aren't you going to ask for the talent you have?

I think it's enough for private soldiers, even if they don't bother to ask the adventurers, because only Wang Chenguchi is looking for them. It's not like we're fighting demons.

… is the former more likely?

And isn't my client "someone who doesn't live in Wang Du"?

If you were a "powerful man living in the king's capital," I don't think you'd be searching only for the king's city.

Why don't you use it to spread your hands and look for it?

More importantly, I'm already multiplying the bounty and starting to look, or something.

'Cause I think I'm serious enough to ask "Blackbird" for recognition of my prowess as an adventurer. I think I'm really looking.

Conversely, is the reason why you don't hang the bounty because you "can't do that" or because you "want to look as sneaky as possible"?

…………

No.

I don't have much judgment material, and I'm going to be paranoid, not guessing any more.

I'm never distracted by the scented bowel stuffed meat in front of me. Let's pretend. I've never seen such a big bowel stuffing. And it's the white one. Oh, how many meats? What kind of white meat is this? Can I have one?

[incomprehensible]

It made a delicious noise and the skin cracked, and the hot gravy, which only tasted good, could be bounced in my mouth. Hot. Good. It smells a little citrusy and is light instead of strong fat. Spices aren't just salt either. I wonder what's in it. It's complicated and a bit flavorful, but in the end it's still good.

Chewed intestinal stuffs by soaking soggy fat, while drawing conclusions.

Client's predictions.

The most powerful are those in power who have access to the Castle of Nastiara.

Let's assume so, and just prepare your mind when something happens.

- It should be noted that it is only a little further to know that a hell of a person, going far above your imagination, is your client.

When my meal is done, I will come and sit in an empty seat, either full or waiting, when the two female knights do so with their natural faces.

I haven't called Glock yet.

Apparently they were watching me eat my dessert thoroughly.... Well, I was aware. He said his gaze was on. I thought I was watching.

He was facing Glock at a round table, but sunburned on his left hand side and white sat on his right.

... the sunburn moved the chair a bit towards me, but yeah, there's still a distance. It's all right.

"What do we do? You want something to drink for now? Corpse sickness, okay?

"Would you like to make it a little more stylish?

"Corpse sickness (zombie rum) is synonymous with cheap, strong liquor that can be bought by zombies and drunk by zombies. I wouldn't recommend it to a woman."

Oh, the glock I suggested with care is exposed to objections from two women...... sorry. I don't know anything about booze, and I can't drink it, so I can't shelter you and I can't talk to you. Anyway, I want you to ask for intestinal meat again.

"I like the taste, too. If you're an adventurer, you can take care of him."

"It's an old habit with mold."

"That kind of push from veterans is bad for young people these days."

I'm sorry. I can't take sides. Aren't you gonna ask for a bowel stuffing?

"... then ask me to do it on my own."

"Oh, okay? - I have white snake incense. with his treat."

"Hey."

"I am Black Butterfly (Black Butterfly). in a bottle with his treat."

"Oops."

Two women ordering to flow to a street clerk. Based on Glock's reaction, I wonder if the liquor they ordered is expensive. I'm sorry, I couldn't do anything. Ask for intestinal fillings.

It was only at first that there were subtle walls, but when the booze entered, the adults' stories quickly bounced off.

I've heard a lot about it, and it seems the knights were staying in this inn.

Hmmm...... if it's enough for a knight to stay, it's still a good store. The food was delicious, and you're a fancy store. My feeling of being out of place is amazing. It's a scary shop you'll never make it alone.

"Right. Will I return to the country tomorrow? You're busy."

"What about Mr. Glock and the others? They seem to be talking about your next job."

"Oh, a merchant company wants to take material from the Black Royal Wolf (Obsidian Wolf) to the King's Capital.

If I drop it at tomorrow's competition, I'll ask for an escort to the King's Capital. They must be negotiating now. "

"So is your withdrawal too quick?

"Probably the morning after tomorrow. The material is an organism (what it is), and there is a distance from here to Nastiara. You can't relax too much."

Oh, well.

Looks like the knights and "Blackbirds" are planning to leave Heidiga a lot sooner than expected. Because the Black Imperial Wolf crusade was yesterday.

"Um, boy. Something... more, please? with his treat."

You're worried, the tanning is amazing. You talk to me, but... Something tells me that the topic I'm shaking isn't puffy.

It's not like I'm bored because I can't get into a conversation.

Instead, I want to be on the side of listening without speaking.

And I want to go home in a good cut.

Quiet, I just wish I was quietly inconspicuous and weighing its timing.

"No, I..."

At the time I almost said, it's okay because I already have intestinal meat.

"You're really bad at talking."

White saw the tanning across the street with a pretty reprehensible face.

"And you won't have a choice. I'm not used to this..."

You don't have to get used to it, do you? I should probably get going.

"You. You with a cute ass"

... Oh, is that me? I forgot about your ass and I remember... don't tell me.

"You're an adult, aren't you?

"Yeah, once."

"Then it's a good opportunity. Why don't you have a drink?

Huh? Have a drink?

"Fortunately, we are here. There are three human beings who will embrace you even if you are occasionally drunk. Though I think it would be a good opportunity to give it a try."

Er...

"A moldy veteran says it's me, but it's a surprise the opportunity to have to drink in a relationship."

Glock, who cares about what I just said, says somewhat modestly.

"Suddenly you drink in real life, you can't. I don't think it's a bad idea to get used to it from time to time.

My treat today. You can leave it. Don't hesitate to try. "

... er...

Most importantly, I'd like to go home now...

But I also know what Glock says.

My master also said I had a chance to drink like that unexpectedly. I went home drunk and my wife got mad at me and said, "I have a relationship with guys!" I used to cry.

But hey, I've seen no good drunks there. I sincerely thought I didn't want to be.

... However, it's not even an atmosphere where I can say no...

- I have no choice. Let's just have one drink and keep the tea cloudy.

"Well, just one drink"

That was the moment I responded.

The rattling sun moved right next to me, from chair to chair.

"How about this!? It's a sweet, easy drink for beginners!

Open the menu and say, "This! This!", I recommend. I'm not sure if I look at the list.

"Er, Flower Dragon Killer (Dragon Killer/White)...?

"Hey, that's sweet for sure, but strong there -"

"Shut up."

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"Oh, I recommend it! It's true!

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What are you gonna do with me drunk?

Look at that, I even let Glock go and shut him up right now. Do you really think I'm asking for this?

"I don't care what Mr. Glock chose for me."

"Oh, why!?

That's our line, though. I don't normally trust you though.