Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

"How much, how much"

Bad, I wasn't ready for my mind at all. I tried to say "hello" and I ate it to death!

"What's up? What are you doing here?

Hunters talking suspiciously.

Hello, hello.

I finally greeted him normally.

The hunter looks like a late 30-year-old. Nice middle with brown hair and a barren beard that is wild.

Hang your bow on your shoulder and a big swing of Matchett on your hips. Matagi, nice to see you in your furry clothes, and the light brown eyes staring at this one are a little scary with too much eyesight "From Me".

I returned the question with a greeting but I can't help it......! We have to manage to make First Contact a success......! And I spinned the word anyway.

"Uh, well, that's it, I don't know, I don't know why I'm here, either. I don't know..., if you notice, you're in the woods over there... or you can't remember your past... or, if I'm clear, you're amnesic!

I decided to go with the amnesia setting.

Well, I've been deciding this since the beginning, but I couldn't think of any other good ideas. But when you look at the pocan look of a hunter, how did you fail? I also feel like it, but I can't help it. We have to push through.

"Amnesia... Looks pretty young from what I've seen...... Hey, you remember about the name?

"... I remember my name and age. Zillow Ayase, 21 years old."

Answering that, he did his hand on his chin. He seemed to have figured something out, but he grasped something in him, and nodded and said, um.

"Right. I don't know why I lost my memory... but it's probably an escape group from the hinterland. There is no vest embroidery or dress shirt around here.... I'm too smart to run away from the gendarmerie..."

"... uh, do you have elements to be chased by the gendarmerie?

I'm in a hurry to hear a word I won't listen to.

Huh? Was there a gendarmerie or something in the bees...? If you were "messing around" in the village, you mean there was a chance of a bee and a typhoon?

"Oh, escapees from the hinterland will either be captured by the gendarmerie and repatriated to their home countries, or they will apply and become labor slaves. Well, more or less escapees seem to have collaborators over here and blend in well.... I rarely dress like you as an escapee round-up. Hand over the escapees to the gendarmerie and you will receive three pieces of silver as a reward."

That's what I said and a grinning hunter. Not to Chinami, Chinami.

It's a different world garment I wore for good, seriously, 5 seconds before I became a slave or something. Sprinkly!! If this is the case, I should have worn my own clothes... If this gatimuchi hunter turns me over to the gendarmerie, a fun slave life will begin in another world...

He said I looked so desperate. The hunter looked at me like that and laughed wackingly and luxuriously, waving a boom.

"Bad, bad. I'm kidding. No, it's true about the three silver coins, but I can't give you to the gendarmerie. The meeting here will also guide Le Baraca."

"... thank you.... hey, it's bad for your heart..."

"Well, I have to get him dismantled, so I'm going home. What do we do? If you're coming, help us carry it."

So, a hunter who drags boars and walks out in the opposite direction of the village. Whatever we do or do, so far it seems like nothing else depends on the hunter, so I just had to help carry the boar.

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The hunter's house was on a small high hill about 1 km from the village. It's more or less the same house as the stone house that was in the village, surrounded by small fields and qualities, but somehow, there's a sign of happiness, it's such a house.

As I carried boars together, I thought, "If this gatim hunter is an attic hobbyist, I don't care what you think, Osos," etc., but I saw a house with signs of a simple life, and I thought there was a woman there with the hunter's wife, and I was relieved for a moment. It's nonsense. Here.

I think the wife and the lady - they seem to live together - still seem to have been wives. He is a fleshy redhead beauty who seems a lot younger than a hunter, not as tall as a hunter, what a flesh-bomb couple.

While the hunter was dismantling the boar, his wife told me a lot about this world.

First of all, "Escape from the hinterland" is the reason why I'm here when I find it.

It seems that this is a place near the city of Eliche, the second free city of the Hannook Empire. Free cities are also special in imperial cities, where only two other places are set aside, in addition to Eliche, and where trade with other countries is only allowed. As a result, people push from other Imperial Cities at all costs if restrictions are not imposed because they are more vibrant and more abundant than other Imperial Cities. So, we're going to talk about example homecoming or enslavement, and in fact, seriously, I was about to suck too. You're a hunter.

The hunter calls his name Sherrow Roat, and while hunting around here, he says he works to monitor and exorcise monsters coming out of the woods.

Before he became a hunter, as a mercenary, he made me say that quite a bit, and his wife, Mr. Rebecca, if he came from the same mercenary regiment, would be just another world quality. My wife is about 180cm tall...... It looks like it could be nearly 190 for a hunter...

They say the monsters are basically not around here. However, it seems to ”gush" naturally, in which case it is best monitored in this place, which is linear with the village and the forest, as it is headed straight to the place where the people are located....... that was an explanation, but how hard to understand. That it's gonna gush?

"Monsters are not fleshy creatures. Sometimes magic builds up in places like the woods. So, they come to attack humans with strong magic in the straight line. That's why we're doing it. You don't have to worry about him."

"Oh, no, I'm not worried, though. But what place do monsters usually 'gush' to, then?

"Normally you sprang up in a dungeon. And then there are places like where dragons live. I wonder if the magic vegetables are thick and the monsters gush easily. Because the dungeon has boundaries at the entrance and exit, monsters never come out of it, and places like dragons are away from people. The average person has less chance of seeing a monster."

dungeon ktkr.

What an orthodox RPG world. The definition of a monster was on the oblique side of expectations, but it doesn't seem to answer so well, and it doesn't look like he's going to get attacked there.

- And if you think, the 'wildlife' of the Warcraft and Subhumans is dangerous enough because they're away from people... Especially since the sub-tribes are such nannies that they hurt humans to take them home and arry them, no, you're in a different world with a lot of chastity crises!

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Sherrow, who was dismantling the boar, came back and took Rebecca to help (she said she needed to hang the boar once to skin it), so she decided to inspect the room and sneak check her lifestyle. Sounds like civilization hasn't progressed, but I'm really interested in what kind of tools you're using.

Basically, although there are many wooden tools, the decorative dishes decorated on the walls look like porcelain, and the cutlery looks like silver. Well, everyday dishes are like pottery and wood vessels, not porcelain, and porcelain would mean luxury. Instead, all cutlery is silver (I think). You don't have stainless steel, probably.

There is naturally no gas in the kitchen. The fuel is charcoal, and now it's dropping the fire.

Mr. Sherrow's weapon and the great sword (Claymore) he thought was being used against the wall.

I didn't touch it because I felt like it was against the rules to touch it just on my own, but I found the wall next to it decorated with a decorated dagger, Dagger, and my eyes nailed it.

Since it is in the sheath, I can't see myself, but the "Ebony" sheath of sandalwood with the exquisite twist "Monoku" contains a geometric literature spiral "Len" finely crafted, and the stone and mouthpiece of the sheath, "Tsuba" and the pattern "Tsukagaru" are made of blue and white shining metal and beautifully carved. The pattern is made of sandalwood with the same material as the spirally shredded sheath, and this one and the "Neku" are beautiful.

Just at first glance, great item. Even though it is a calm dish dominated by black, the aura rises, even with magic, and claims its existence.

I don't care what this is, I want to see it all.

Mr. Sherrow and Mr. Rebecca still seemed to be fighting boars, so it was just a little bit...... and I took the Kossoli dagger and pulled out the sheath with a grunt.

The blunt and radiant body is a double-edged, multi-layered steel-like piece made of Damascus, with something like a rune lettering (a symbol like an illegible letter anyway) typing into the area of the bamboo.

...... yeah. Cool without complaining.

- Oh, shit, I want it to be clear and I want it so bad.

It's been a long time since I've had an item that inspires so much appetite. Wow. I'm going to go into the hall without giving it to Ok if it's such a bump.

You know, this is normal, which means that if you do it right, you can get this kind of stuff over here, right? This is a dagger, but it's a long sword, but some of them are as great as this, right?

Shit, I didn't mean to go into different worlds, but I'm starting to think I might be able to do some more of this if I could get this treasure! I'm starting to think!

If it's Japan, it's an important cultural asset class, right? Ugh! Whatever! Whatever!

Wow!

"... you liked that?

"Eh!

Suddenly he is called up and jumps up. I got too enthusiastic about it, and I hardly noticed that Mr. Rebecca was back.

"... uh, yes, sorry, I touched it on my own... Because I've never seen such a cool sword."

"Hehe, you have amnesia, but you know that?

"...... (Ahhh)"

Do it, you failed! Thinking so, Mr. Rebecca continues without looking too concerned.

"Well, when I was a mercenary, the captain gave it to me from the emperor. It was given to the captain when he died. I'm decorating it because it's not like I actually use it. Pretty good, huh?

"Yes,... it's not like I'm back in memory or anything, but this sword kind of draws me... Maybe he was working on something like this."

"Work? - Speaking of which, Zillow, what's your vocation?

"... Tenshok? is it?"

"You're blessed, aren't you? That's a gift."

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And is it a blessing? Why are you asking me about my profession in the first place? There's an indescribable nit smell...?

"... excuse me, a bit of a vocation? The thing seems to be memory loss...... And I don't really know what to bless..."

"The vocation, if you are blessed, can be seen if you remember. Here's the thing:" Nature, vocation, vocation… "

What a fuzzy explanation...... I don't know exactly what that means.

In the first place, I didn't get any blessings, so there's no way I can be seen, and I pretended to remember, "I couldn't. Blessings and I don't seem to have received them," he misled.

"Hmm? Maybe Zillow was a merchant apprentice. Sometimes I train to get the vocation I'm after... Anyway, let's go get some blessings tomorrow, shall we? If we're going to live in Eliche, we're going to end up needing some kind of vocation."

"I'm not sure what a blessing is, but what is it?

"" Get blessed and get a vocation. "The Great Spirit Le Baraca gives you blessings. And so I wake up to my vocation."

Get blessed and get a vocation......? It's like I don't know. But tomorrow, what about me today? You haven't said anything to the house...

"Anyway, stay here today."

"Yes! Thank you. I'll take care of you!

I was the one who replied with a shitty reminder of a certain RPG, "You can't stay overnight."