6.
"Grindam", who went out in the morning, came back in the evening.
The battle against the Warcraft in the Labyrinth of the Sword is intense. Even short fights drain heavily. If you go out in the morning and fight a few fights and go home in the evening, everyone is exhausted.
On this day the three of them were drained exceptionally.
Silently stirring in the dinner that had been made earlier, he refused breakfast the next day and just went up to his room.
Then came the dinner-only guests, and when the rest of the dinner was for five, that is, when the dinner that could be served to the guests was for three, Lecan and Arios returned. It was almost four minutes past the buffalo (shootout run) and close to the moment of the frog (tozer).
"I'm home."
"There you are... you"
Arios and Lecan quickly entered and closed the door.
"Mr. Nark. Can we still stay for two now?
"Oh. The room is empty. Dinner's still here."
"Thanks! I'm hungry. Oh, you have one free table."
Nark carried a meal for two to the table.
"Give me a bottle of Quixolt liquor."
"Oh, I'll have a bottle of red wine"
"Three silver coins for a lot of sake. Red wine is five big copper coins."
"By the way, does this inn have a bath?"
"Oh. But I'm sorry, but I won't let it boil at this hour"
"Okay. Let's ask for it a little earlier."
"I'll get a big piece of copper for the firewood bill"
"Okay."
"And the party I'm staying at for a long time now often uses the bath. I'll have you in there first if the order from that party is early, and if you're early, I'll have you in first."
Copy that.
"There's a long-term stay, isn't there? How much is it?"
Eight silver coins in forty days.
"That's very cheap."
"I won't give you your money back if there's a day when you won't come back. You can stop staying on the way."
"That's natural. From today on, Lord Lecan and I will be staying for a long time."
"What?"
"Is there a problem? There are three of us at that party for a long time."
"Oh, oh."
I was wondering how we found out how many people were there, but maybe that's what I guessed, at least because I had two empty rooms yesterday.
In front of the narc thinking about it, Arios sent a glimpse upstairs. It's as if you can see the members of "Grindam" sleeping upstairs from here.
7
The next morning, Nark, who went out into the field for the harvest, came across something he hadn't expected, a little.
Arios.
Arios stands in the corner of the field.
Standing in front of a hortish tree.
There was so little sign that I wondered if anyone was here.
I don't know what you're doing. Come closer, you seem to be staring at the branches of the Holtisch tree that soar in the wind.
Not a risky eye. Quiet eyes. But the knob is serious, and its quiet misalignment, on the contrary, represents Arios' sheer concentration.
It seems to be standing unwrought, and it seems to be a calculated structure.
It's a little forward.
He holds the sheath of the sword hanging on his left hip with his left hand and gently rubs the pattern of the sword with his right hand.
Nark did sword training at one time. So I know that setups that don't seem to have power or anything in them can get through the sword more quickly.
(This guy's a handyman)
(That's not a bit of a soft-arm either)
I can't read to Nark when he's breathing, when he's breathing.
Arios is still motionless, but strangely, his body also appears to be subtly tweaking its center of gravity as the wind breezes. I mean, I'm comfortable. Though it doesn't move, it hasn't lost its softness. Nark knew it would take unimaginable training to be able to build something like this.
Softly harvesting vegetables so as not to disturb Arios, Nark returned inside the building.
As I washed the vegetables and used them for breakfast, and wiped the table in the dining room, Arios came in.
"I'll make you some tea"
"I appreciate that. How much is it?"
It's a treat for the store.
"Thank you"
Nark brewed two cups of tea and carried them to the table.
And he offered one jar to Arios, and put the other jar on the table, and sat before it.
The two enjoyed the smell of tea silently for a while. Cold morning hot tea has something to soak your heart in.
"Mr. Nark was an adventurer, too."
"Oh."
Oh, and while I answered, I wondered where the hell I was looking and convinced I was an adventurer.
Then again for a while, quiet time flowed.
Now Nark smashed the tranquility.
"Where did you sleep last night?"
"It's an empty room in the labyrinth."
"If I were to sleep in a place like that, I'd sleep better back here."
"Mr. Nark would think so, too. Tell him, Lord Lecan."
You tell me.
"I told you, many times"
"You're not listening."
"It's been a long time since I've been in a labyrinth, and I can't seem to stop being happy"
"How many tiers did you go to?
Twenty-six hierarchies.
"Liar."