Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

14 Mar 7450

"Well, let's go get a drink for the economy."

Bath, the leader of the Green Regiment (Verdegli Brotherhood), the Elite (Elf), turned his foot, as usual, to the stall where a diner and drinker named Murowa would open with his feet back from his labyrinth exploration.

After him, his buddies follow him with a smile.

The reason I'm smiling is because I made a lot of money on this labyrinth trip.

"Hia! That smells good!

"Oh, sister, get in the chile"

"I'm coarsely ground."

"I'm Cazotted"

Bath also bought a bottle mixed up with the members and gave Ginzu as a beer bill for everyone else.

The seller at the store brings the drinks later.

With a hot barducky skewer on his right, Bath heads to a small table a little further from the stall.

This table is now dedicated to the Green Regiment (Verdegli Brotherhood), but it is not paid for and rented out, so it is used by another customer when they are not around.

Apparently it was a third-rate adventurer party back from the labyrinth not long before they were at the table, but it seemed like they were beginning to clean up at the same time as admitting what they looked like, and their seats were just about to be vacant.

Sitting on the chair at the end, sip a skewer in your hand.

Make noises in your mouth so that the dripping skins of fat can play, enjoying the fragrant incense that spreads through your mouth and the carefully ground aromatic gravy.

- Yum!

A seller brought a wooden jock.

As soon as I receive it, I will snort.

Brew, which smells fruity and has less bitterness, slips down his throat as he washes away the fat.

He liked this moment.

Enchanted by a great sense of emancipation, enough to smile unknowingly.

You no longer have to think about a life-threatening crisis for yourself and your people, and you're somewhat horrified that you feel free from it all.

- Steady, leader, a lot of income, but also responsibility... Roberto, did you feel this way too...?

I look up at the sky, which starts to stain slightly silky, and think of the leader to try it.

- I don't know, he came back safely this time... but am I doing well?

He himself hadn't noticed, but a cup up the labyrinth had become a very important time for him to take and switch spirits.

The members also began to reach the table with Balducky in one hand.

"Ah, Mr. Bath. The Slaughters are here."

Some young adventurer, who was at the table next door, only knew his face, spoke to Bath.

- Surge... if you say so, they've been full members for a while now.

With that in mind, Bath glanced at the young adventurer because he felt his favorite time had been interrupted.

But the young adventurer opens his mouth again when he mistakenly assumes that the leader of Balduk's top team remembered him.

"Count Gried and Zulu over there..."

Before he could finish it all, Bath stood up, so the young adventurer mumbled in surprise.

- Glee, no, the Earl of the League is here!?

Rising from his chair, Bath found an old known face in the corner of the square.

- Over there.

They sat side by side on a large carriage carriage carriage carriage, amiable with much smaller balduckies than he would have in his hands.

After being a little lost, Bath grabs the handle through his left arm on the belt of the shield that stood beside him when he can grill the ready to eat skewers, and has a jock on his right hand that still has about half the contents.

This shield is a super luxury delicacy that I have been carrying with me since I bought it at the end of last year.

I'm not going outdoors to let go of my gear and luggage, so much so that I can say that I'm a super-class adventurer in Balduk City.

Because I know very well that stupid people who don't know things, like those who aim at them, say that mud springs up in any place.

- What are you two doing?... Oh, are you waiting for the surges to return?

Looks like the Count and his combat slaves have noticed this way, too.

Bath walks cautiously to avoid dropping the balducky with his mouth closed and to avoid zeroing the contents from the jock in his hand.

Looks like another famous adventurer party has returned from the labyrinth.

Looking right at you and making sure you weren't a killer (Slaughters), Bath turned his gaze back on the destination.

The Counts seemed to be watching the party they returned to, but, like Bath, they soon lost interest and exchanged words as they looked at this one.

The counts placed a jock on the carriage carriage carriage where they were sitting, and when they held the Balducky skewer with their hands, they ate a bite and opened their teases.

The Counts haven't stopped eating the little Balducki with a decent look on their face.

"Hello, Count.... for the first time in three months"

Though sitting on the carriage carriage carriage, the Counts' gaze is a little lower than the standing berth.

While you see it, the light lights up dissatisfied in the eyes of the Count's battle slave.

"Whoa, this is rude"

When Bath was able to skewer again, he took a jock from the carrier and sat down to raze the ground on the spot.

The left hand only releases the handle by making sure to place the shield over the claw, and when you hold the Balducky skewer in your empty hand, you grab the jock with your right hand and grope.

"Mm-hmm... Mr. Bath... looks like you've made a lot of money again this time... that's a superimposed thing"

The Count replied in a hurry by swallowing what was in his mouth.

"Oh, well... The guy who got hurt badly never answered, and we were lucky this time.... More than that, when I heard about it, I was so surprised that I lost my back. I didn't know that dwarf (Gnome) sister was the key to nobility..."

Listening to Bath's words, which he seemed to mourn only a little, the Count's expression moved to be strong only for a moment.

Bath doesn't miss it.

- Was that story still true? I'm jealous of the Black Topaz.

Bath thinks about one of the top teams that disappeared from the city a while ago, an adventurer party called Black Yellow Balls (Black Topaz).

Black yellow balls (Black Topaz) all of which suddenly disappeared from the city one day.

At the time, various speculations were whispered throughout Balduk, from the fact that they were wiped out in the labyrinth to the fact that they fled at night after being chased out of debt.

There was just one person in that, Bath alone, who was not good at whatever he heard.

They're all gone? I almost wiped it out once. Again? I don't know if that woman has the balls to step on me like that.

With that in mind, I can still better understand running at night.

That said, it's strange to disappear without telling me anything...

Such a fold, I saw an acquaintance in a certain place.

It's Zophy, a slave owned by the leader of Black Yellow Balls (Black Topaz), Associate Duke Andersen.

Originally, Zophy's owner was the leader of an earlier generation of the Green Regiment (Verdegli Brotherhood).

With that relationship, Bath knows Zophy very well.

You could say I've known you for a long time.

But I'm good at thinking about where I saw you.

It was a slave shop called Ronslyle's.

Upon hearing the story, Zophy had been freed from slavery by Andersen not long ago and had been hired by this store as a free people.

They say it's a job to cook meals for slaves, which is the store's inventory.

Naturally, Bath also asked about black yellow balls (Black Topaz) and what Andersen was up to.

To sum up a story that speaks few words, the last female adventurer of the Gnome accepted by Black Yellow Balls (Black Topaz) was the key to it all.

In short, it was supposed to give nobility to the party she chose.

When I heard this, Bath gradually got good at it.

"That Gnome woman was originally the hand of Count Gried, and the Count was sent to Balduk to sort and collect the people he needed," Bath thought.

But actually, there was a back to this story.

"If you have any thoughts about your previous husband and his people, you should be honest with me about what you thought because I'm not going to stop you," Andersen said as he freed Zophy.

Of course, Andersen wasn't giving Zophy all the information.

Rather, there are many matters that we carefully select about the information we give and make heard and that we do not intentionally communicate.

As for Zophy, he merely stated speculations from marginally available information.

"Tickets to nobility? About what..."

"You can say it. I don't want to be a mess right now."

Barth laughed, blocking the Count's words.

But once again, the Count's battle slave looked uninteresting, so he speaks.

- Ha ha. It's hard to do, whatever.

Bath has been held up as a first-rate adventurer for many years, sometimes from a rural civilian after spending time with a respectful eye, or he is a little bad at humble talking and attitude.

But I'm not stupid, so I'm willing to overcome my bad, and I'm trying as a matter of fact, but how can my natural temperament peek over because I'm already over thirty and hard-headed?

Together, as a leader, I feel responsible for protecting my members' income and lives.

Any connections or handouts should be changed beyond knowing when they will be important.

"Ah. I know what I did wrong, so don't look so scared."

To the battle slave, he also bowed his head to the Count and said, "I apologize for my bad attitude. My lord, I'm sorry. Please forgive me," I politely said.

"Well, hehe, mind you."

In the first place, the Count returns his words with a face and attitude that seemed not even in his eyes from the beginning, such as about Bath.

- You got licked...

Momogu had a pulling grin looking up at the Count who answered while eating Balducky, and Bath drank a ale.

- Ma, it could be more than not being chosen.

"By the way, I'm afraid I seem to get back to it, how are the Black Topaz guys?

"Yeah. We all seemed fine the other day when we met. Mr. Andersen also feels worthwhile as a Dasmog guardian..."

As the Count, he did not know about the black yellow balls (Black Topaz) disappearance play in Balduk, so Bath answered in a very normal manner thinking he knew the circumstances.

- Even Taishou!? That doesn't mean Sir is such an asshole. Sounds like there's no such thing as a high-ranking aristocrat with territory on a boulder, and you mean a duchess or an associate duchess? Again......

The Earl decided to change the subject when he noticed the color of Bath's eyes changed as he spoke.

"Correct me for that, because there seems to be some mistake, but the woman I introduced... she has nothing in particular to say."

That's when another adventurer party came back to earth.

Both the Count and Bath move their gaze.

"... excuse me. Zulu, it looks like you're back. Call it in."

It was the Killers (Slaters) who returned.

"Has Slaters returned? Okay, I'm on this. Yeah, well, I'd love to be reminded of that in some fold. But let's not forget we have nine..."

That's all Bath said when he realized about the time, he drank up the remaining ale and put the finished skewers in there and walked away.

- Mr. Bath. That was weird. Even the clerk seemed to want to...

I look behind Barth as he leaves and turn my thoughts around on his thoughts, but it's also a few seconds.

"Mr. Al!

Turning to Bastral's voice, he responded with his right hand up.

Bastral follows the battle slaves and rushes over for a small run.

Three men and women followed slightly late.

Zulu walks behind it with a face that doesn't look funny.

Bastral and my battle slaves come in front of the carriage and kneel when I put in my mouth about a centimeter of baldukki that was left on the skewer.

"Ofu Ha-han... we're all safe, more importantly."

I put a skewer in my hand in a garbage bag, and I got off the carrier, too.

"Um, Mr. Al. Mr. Fio..."

Yeah.

Though he did not kneel at me, Fio and the two women that he had brought also arrived and stood behind the slaves.

Years after his sudden disappearance.

Fio looks at me with a stern look as a teenager loses her childhood and becomes an adult face that feels a little cornered and grown up.

The two women... as we were talking about, Pu (Hume) and Tiger (Tigerman)... even Grace Heroskol!?

Fuck, did you get married?

I want to praise myself for not moving my expression.

"Vasul, you guys do it right over there."

That's what I said. When I gave the old man's battle slave the silver coin, I drove him off the scene.

At the same time, I remember at the end of last year that it was not Vasr's old man who appointed him as a skinhead in the Wangdu Battle Slave, but a sister named Korkorn, who leaked a small bitterness.

Let's go.

You'll get used to me one of these days.

I slowly looked at Fio's face, dropping off the battle slaves heading to Murowa's stall with a happy face.

Having taken off his cheap leather helmet, his head stands pimped so that his short pruned head can stand upside down.

His face is tight and he has a sharp light in his eyes.

but the vigorous eyes that I would never miss if there was even a slight injustice to me totally lurked the ringing and gave me a shy peek at the look on my face trying to keep it strict.

The level of [gut (Variance)] of the intrinsic skill reaches eight and the physical level is… fifteen?

At the time, it must have been a matter of double-digit, and given that, I was not in the labyrinth, but I got a huge amount of experience.

Hard work sneaks up on you.

"Long time no see......"

Before I opened my mouth, I heard from Fio.

It's Japanese. Is that the same there?

"Long time no see. And you?"

If Fio was alone, he might have dated, but if the three of them were there, he would have been able to have conversations in Japanese from time to time, and I'm not going out with him.

I don't think I know where my ears are.

"This is Ethel..."

Now it was time to turn completely red and Fio started introducing.

"I'm Ethel Cunningham. I'm from Cambit."

Hume's woman named her after a slight stiffness.

... level one. The intrinsic skill is [Gravity Control] and the level is seven.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Alain Gried, Earl of the League."

I smiled and stepped forward, offering her my right hand.

As soon as Ethel holds my hand back, he releases his hand and points his armor at me.

"Status Open"

As soon as I say that, I'll turn my hands upside down and give you a A, too.

Of course, I'm not too busy looking at the status opening.

Ethel takes a step back with his hands off as soon as he sees my status.

"Uh, uh, this is Gre..."

In an attempt to introduce another Tigerman woman, Fio opens his mouth, but Tigerman has advanced to take turns with Ethel and offered him his right hand.

"Nice to meet you, my lord. I'm Grace Heroskol. Yeah, I'm Fio's wife."

It's like a word I've heard somewhere......

I hold Grace's hand, too, with Bastral laughing ridiculously, and check his status.

Already appraised, but her level is one or two. The intrinsic skill is [Resistance (Insa) (Psychological Abnormality) (Nitty Tolerance)].

The same goes for Ethel, but he looks pretty experienced with Fio.

"Really? You were married."

Even on a daughter-in-law journey?

No, you know, you used to send an enthusiastic glance at Mizuchi's ass.

Grace is also in tight, good shape, but there is no denying that she has a boner impression just of Tigerman.

The proposition better be Mizuchi, the elf, right?

"Well... well..."

Fio stuck in words all the time.

You're a weird person, though you're not ashamed of yourself for getting married.

I don't mind.

"Mr. Fio was a serf. He said he didn't just free Grace from the slave class, he married him to make him a civilian. After that, he was thinking about getting a divorce and letting her live her favorite life, though. Hehe, what do you say?"

Ethel put in a commentary for me.

So did she rendezvous after the two of them got married?

"It's like half a push. This man abandoned me the day after he got married in an attempt to embark on a training journey..."

"Hey, throw it away!?"

"I've never even been out of the village. You're telling me to leave me alone, so it's something similar, isn't it? That's right, Count. That's when Fio said something about you. I'm sure you can help me..."

... Damn. Here, don't start a couple fights in front of your nobles.

I don't even eat dogs.

But right.

Get married to make Grace a civilian who was a slave class......

Free folk that even with money, they simply liberated them.

But I can be a civilian if I am my own wife.

When I was traveling alone, if I had met her, I would have bought enough money to free her... would I have been able to do that to me even if I was a civilian, not a nobleman?