No Fatigue: 24-jikan Tatakaeru Otoko no Tenseitan

My name is Lintrette. He is a C-rank adventurer famous for his brilliance.

Thanks to the fact that your puppy was an elf, the race is a half elf. Bows and magic arms will never beat those adventurers there. Well, only once before, I've borrowed and lost a bow arm comparison with an elf adventurer out of nobility...

Ma, I can only distance myself from someone who is not of that standard. It's a dimension that if you keep yourself amongst people who are obviously inferior to me, like a man in front of you right now, who feels so depressed, a discerning, handsome, army adventurer like me stands out naturally.

I can't believe I won and lost, but in the end it's up to me to compare my opponent to my powers. If I don't even get closer to a guy who's obviously smarter than me, I can feel at first glance from around me and get the job going. If the job goes well, even the woman gets closer from the other side. Sometimes they say you're a little bad guy, but I'm the first good-looking guy thanks to Elf's blood. If I don't even aim up weirdly, I can get the job and the woman really well guided.

I was still pleasantly drunk today as I bragged to the depressed man in front of me.

"Hey, if you're too late, the Ripper will attack you."

A dumb-ass man in front of me wanted to get out of the way.

I put my blatant contempt on my gaze and say it back to the man.

"Hun. The Ripper is a perverted Yarrow who loves to wear women. There's no way he's going after me."

Are you afraid of the Ripper and the Adventurer?

The dumb bastard laughed heh,

"If it's about making a woman cry, you're not losing."

I said those words that I couldn't even praise.

"You think I'm gonna lose the C-rank adventurer to the kind of guy who goes around killing a fucking bitch? On the contrary, if you catch him, you're a one-jump hero. I get hot on women again. You don't have any more hot bodies."

"You get younger when you fuck a man who draws the blood of an elf... Was it? You're hot because of that, aren't you?

I almost blew the cheap liquor in my mouth on the dumb bastard's words.

"Oh, my God, you haven't noticed yet."

"To what?

"That demma, I flushed it, didn't I? I told the right woman to spread the rumor."

"Ha!?"

A dumb bastard leaked a dumb voice on the dumb side.

I decided to explain it to the dumb bastard, feeling the pain from the bottom of my heart.

"See, there will be a noble Sama of the Culpel Patriot."

"Oh, oh... some kind of mercenary group that managed to destroy the Assassination Order."

"That handsome nobleman is very popular with noble ladies."

"Well, you're a rare hero, and you'll be a hottie if you have a lot of trust from His Majesty the King."

"Well, yes, but that's where I put my tail on the rumor. As a matter of fact, the secrecy elves hide it, but the woman gets a little younger with the man who inherits the blood of the elf!

"Whoa... they're even heroes, aren't they? Who would believe a yota like that?

That's what the dumb bastard said, frightened.

"You wouldn't believe it if it was just that. That's why I'm going to add another word. The aristocratic ladies know that, so they're chasing Lord Patriot around. You know, noble women always look younger than civilian women because they actually take elf men in the back and do it all the time, and, well, you blow them in like this. I'm a half-elf myself, so it would be somewhat credible, wouldn't it?

"Oh my goodness..."

"The important thing is not to pay when spreading rumors. If you ask a woman to pay you to spread the rumor, you can't spread the opposite rumor. Find a woman with a light mouth and head, tell her it's just here, and flush her demma in the face. Of course, don't dictate to the woman who flushed the demma. If they suspect you're saying it to dictate, Dema won't spread. We'll see, the woman in front of us breaks it off as a sprinkler. That's the best place to go, but the effect was on the surface."

"I see, if I say directly to myself that if I fuck myself, I'll be young. It's up to them to think I'm lying to dictate. But if you smell the lower body of a great nobleman, would a woman who cares for her be happy to jump?"

"Oh. Naturally, there's no way there's a twat approaching a patron lord on such a woman. But if you look around... see, there's one guy here who seems like a convenient half-elf."

I laugh and thumb my chest off.

A dumb bastard says, with a color of inspiration in his eyes.

"Damn, I admire that cleverness. But if you keep doing that, you're gonna get stabbed by a woman."

"It looks like a Ripper. Knock... you want to hear this story too?

"I don't know what I'm talking about, but if I hear it so far, I'm worried about it and I can't sleep. Talk to me without wasting time."

"Heh, that was bad. It's easy to talk about. This is what you whisper in your sleep story after you fuck a woman." To you, so I tell you... I'm actually a Ripper. "

"Become...! No way..."

"Come on, hurry up. It's a lie, a lie. Even a woman would think that was a lie. But at the same time, I think so." What if this guy is really a Ripper? "

"But if the officer knight leaks the story..."

"Hmm, you're such a dumb bitch to be held by me for motive when you fuck a half elf, huh? Which side can you lower to report to the Sergeant Knight? There's no evidence."

"Well, that's true..."

"Anyway, even half-heartedly, they can think you're 90% lying. If you think that's possible, even 10%, you're not going to keep having a deep relationship with me, are you? If I fuck a woman once, I'm done. It would not be convenient for you to stay away from me in fright. If you leave her alone, she'll catch you again soon."

"... you really should get stabbed at the top. That's why the Ripper killed him. It's better for the world."

"I'm not going to get killed. Oh, my God, I'm the Ripper!

I cut up my conversation with the dumb bastard and left the tavern behind.

"Hehe."

Feeling drunk, I remember the conversation earlier, and I spill a laugh all by myself.

A man in an alley creeped away from me and walked by.

People call me the little villain.

He said he was a cowardly, despicable, shitty man who couldn't help but think of feeding others, very unlikely to be drawing elf blood.

Fine. Deceive others to profit. What the hell's wrong with that? It would mean you're dumber to be fooled.

I'll tell you what, my dad was a little villain like me.

I'm a half-elf, but my father was a human being, and it was an elf that was a muffin.

My father, who ran an illegal shabby little merchant, said he approached the muffin, who was a runaway elf, with kindness, and took his contract to the tatter, and pressed him to become his own, a debt-ridden quote.

I hear that after she gave birth to me, she ended up cursing herself with her father and man.

I know you're a stupid woman, but you can thank me for sharing the blood of an elf with me.

I grew up with my father, who was like a loose shell after his mum died.

What a ridiculous thing, my dad would have loved his mum for real. It seems that he got away with it to the afterlife with his mumps, just thinking that he would not be able to get away with it if he had a child and did it this far.

What a dumb story. You can throw away a woman when she has lust. Where I have more attachments than that, I just keep getting scared off things with gold, and I don't do one good thing or anything.

I don't think my father raised me.

My father didn't even work at all, so I had to scam and tease myself to secure my own food support from the time I got around things.

Still, I managed to live thanks to the beauty of my mother's concession. I've been dealing with older women and making pennies since I was 10. That's how as I survived the day, I realized I had a magical aptitude as a half elf. I brought the wizard woman to teach her magic and became an adventurer at thirteen. I felt like I was reborn when I thought I'd never have to deal with Baba, who was meant to be young, who puffed with the smell of makeup with this.

If I hadn't had the magical aptitude, I would have been supposed to live by scraping mud at the bottom of Monocanus the whole time. I myself would be able to stay a young swordfish of an older woman while I was younger, but when I got older, I might have framed my guy for doing a wolf and eating. I only have half an elf with thin lines and look like a woman with makeup. In fact, there were surprisingly many older women who were happy to dress me up.

"Oh, and I don't know."

I'm not jerking off about a woman.

It's about the Adventurer Rank.

Based on age, C-rank is not a bad idea.

but I don't even want to take it away.

Sometimes I have a magical talent, and in terms of strength, it shouldn't be weird in B-ranks, but the guild guys don't try to rank me up any longer by saying I'm not good at what I do.

"Seriously, maybe even the Ripper."

If I could catch a talked about serial killer making a scene in Wang Du, my hard-headed guild would have to promote me too.

That's not all. If you are a hero who has captured the Ripper, it is no surprise that the King has immediate compliments. Of course, it's not just words. Being praised by the king comes with different perks of tangible intangibility. For once, he said that he would get a title and become a nobleman...

"Hey, hit me. Hey, Ripper!"

I walk down an unpopular alley with a drunken head, screaming like that between my noses.

but my throat tingled because of the drunkenness and noise.

I feel like I'm losing my mind or my legs.

I was going to be confident in my leg strength as a C-rank adventurer, but this tiredness is obviously strange.

I mean, me, how long have you been wandering the alley?

How much is the alley too long for anything......?

To the point of that question, my head was getting cold.

I remember this feeling only once.

When I was rushing out, it was like I had felt a similar air in a dungeon that accompanied me as a baggage holder for an A-rank Adventurer party......

I wander around restlessly for a moment.

All of a sudden my head was cold and it was anxiety and nervousness that dominated my heart now.

But I admitted it, I stretched my chest to strengthen it and pulled my short cane out of my hips.

And scream.

"Whoa, whoa! I don't know, man!

My words - a roar similar to a scream - echoed enthusiastically in an alley with no one else.

Obviously abnormal. With all this noise, I can't feel a single sign of reacting. I've been stealing and teasing since I was a kid and I was pretty confident when it comes to reading the signs. I can't even feel a sign of that.

- There are no people around here.

That was the only situation I could think of.

That's why...

"-Come on."

Suddenly, I heard a laugh.

I swung back behind my back.

There was a shadow there that wasn't supposed to have been there until just now.

I was intuitive when I saw him wearing a bolo cloth and a dagger.

"... Ripper (Ripper)"

Huge darkness erupted from his feet, as if to answer my twinkle -.