Though I tried to recall, the event of saving the life of Count, Victor-du-Sillies, was not so dramatic. What a recollection I am of "Ah, so to speak". [M]
More than that, Jelly, the cat beast, surprisingly worked for you! That's good, yes.
Out of the realm capital of the Duke of Ahenbach, I made my way to the Knight of Light kingdom under the guidance of Mr. Zeli. There was certainly only one place in Sekiguchi, but there was a suspicious back route through which the backrunners would go, and Mr. Zelly used such a backgammon-like thing to cross the border.
It takes a little money to do this, by the way. Even the "little" Mr. Zelly didn't have a hand, so he was snuggling while earning change in the territorial capital.
The Knight of Knight of Light was a country ruled by the Knight King and barely had a place for adventurers to play due to the tremendously strengthened army.
Ahead is the Holy King of Kulvern.
This is a country that lives regardless of whether it's a human race or a beast man. It is very lively and, on the other hand, there are many crimes committed by streamers. I think it's a country of deep nostalgia in many ways.
And then...
"The glory of the Holy King illuminates the whole country."
You know,
"The Holy King heals all things in peace"
You know, the Holy King lift is amazing.
I am Kurvagne, the capital of the Holy King, and for the time being I was going to register as an adventurer and hone my genius [Mori Luwang (World Ruler)] —— but...
"Do you want to be an adventurer and see where the other adventurers are fighting? I can't. I can't. Everybody won't reveal it in their hands. Not to mention that the boy is going to be (...) small, so hey, no one's going to want to get into a party. Whatever, I make money from adventurers, so what do you do when you work in a tough place?
What a thing to say by Mr. Zelly, I adopted Mr. Zelly's opinion because he had to nod "Sure......" while teething muggly.
Mr. Zelly seems to be following me even when I get here. [M] Well, I don't mind. He's not a bad person, except he's naughty and occasionally depressing.
Speaking of me, I held the honorable position of "Cleaner of the 18th Regiment of the Knights of the Holy Kings". I'm talking about cleaning what, but the powerful, ringing Knights of the Holy King are rigorously trained anyway. The knights slept like mud when they returned to the dorm, and the occasional holiday was a life of fuss in the city because only money was available.
The room was fucking dirty.
The laundry also accumulated abnormally.
I combined [water magic] [fire magic] [wind magic] to make the knights' room shiny. The same goes for laundry. I was delighted to be able to dry indoors in the special climate of the Holy City, where there was little rain but no stopping for a week when it came down.
The knights take their chips off when the room shines, and if they have time, they can tour the knight's training and accumulate talent to learn...
Yeah, meeting the Count is a little further.
At the age of 10, I received two mysterious names, "Legendary Cleaning Husband," which were treasured by the knights, and by my aunts in the dining room cooking area because they could serve hot water, and also by the Dwarves in and out because they made the blacksmith workshop to repair the knight's weapons beautiful.
The Sacred Capital is huge so we toured the holidays and went out to eat something delicious.
I don't know, you over-enjoyed Sacred Capital Life. You didn't feel like me. I couldn't have been friends because my age wasn't close.
My wasa rang out to the other Knights, and I walked through a bunch of squads and cleaned them up so I could get paid for weird stories, knighthood. Money is a by-product, though, and as far as I'm concerned, I was happy with the level of proficiency that I accumulate in myself by being legally able to practice magic. The amount of magic was increasing —— but that just seemed to gradually allow me to use the [increased amount of magic] talent I learned from watching Christa-La Christa.
I secretly continued my training. [M] The gifts acquired cannot be used unless they are used in. So I knitted it out: "Unlock [Mori Luo Wan] and use your gift".
Removing [Mori Luo Wan] will render all the learned talents unusable, but the memories remain in my mind. That's why you move your body to that street as you pull out your memories to increase your proficiency. Then strangely, when I returned [Mori Luo Wan], I felt that my understanding of the gift was deepening.
Because of this, I was able to fight even if I was deactivated. [M]
Come on, saving money with such a cleaning husband life and rather saying, "Oh I'll make money as an adventurer - Nahahaha" or something like that. Zelly was dogged in a beating and was all over the debt, and it had been three years since my savings blew up on my shoulder.
Come on, I thought it would be a good time for me to act on my own.
I don't know what's going on right now, but I was hoping to see Lark the "sister" again.
And I wanted to see Lulusha, the granddaughter of an old Hinga man who taught me a lot.
We should gather information around the big cities for that.
Or something about the arrow tip I had managed to think about, late in the spring, there were a few horseback rides for carriages and escorts running through the Holy Capital. I was practicing [walking] and [leaping] as I flew over the roof of the house, and the carriage suddenly started to burn.
Your man stops the horse in advance and rescues the nobleman who was inside - well, this was Count Sullies. But that was it.
When the flying arrows pierce you, he falls, and so do the knights who were surrounding the carriage.
(That's good. The arrow is painted black, so it's hard to scratch)
While I admired the wisdom of the raiders, I was wondering what to do.
(Is this supposed to help? But I don't know what that nobleman is like... Maybe he's a very bad guy)
Also later, Count Sullies turns out to be more of a "sexually vicious man" than an "extremely evil man," but aside from that, I was observing the situation.
When only one Count left a burning carriage on his back, five assassins circled in a semi-circular fashion. The assassins, wearing masks that glance only at their eyes in black, are telling the Count something.
"--I 'm ready... my client... to make me feel as painful as possible..."
When I cleared my ears with [hearing enhancement], I heard such noisy words.
This is definitely the guy who's going to get killed. But nobility doesn't look frightened at all as a tattooed young man either.
I stare at the nobleman.
Fluffy blonde hair is beautiful even in dark night lanes, and worried red eyes are so beautiful that even a man I see them hauntingly.
Is he in his late 20s?
(Oh, this guy... I don't care about dying)
At that time, I thought, before the dragon, of Lykira, who had killed the enemy, the heavenly silver adventurer, and who had also died after being torn apart by the dragon.