"VOOOOOOOO!!

It was a giant monkey.

She has dark brown hair.

Exceeds two meters.

He would weigh 250 kilograms.

Thick.

If your arms are fat, your legs are fat.

Torso, neck, lips, eyes, thick.

… The Giant Ape (Giant Ape), which I read in my previous life, is a sort of evocative portrayal of a fighting novel.

"Hiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!?

The two of them are running away to roll a bump.

To the pedestrian-style skinny man who took the load, the girl who carried the strings...... no.

"A dwarf."

And Menel shrugged.

He's definitely low in height.

My feet are fast.

On ears pointy as leaves of a tree, red curly hair.

Sure, that would be the Halfling tribe I read about in the book.

Are you cheerful wandering dwarves who prefer to sing, dance and eat... that wasn't the case if you were thinking about it.

Two running around with butterflies.

A dwarf girl is about to outrun a loaded man,

"Wow, hey! Throw it away, don't throw it away! Idiot!"

"However…….."

"But there's no kakashi either. Oh yeah!!

A giant monkey burst into the rubbing area with a big-sweated pedestrian with a blue face, and they both screamed wah and split up and ran away.

As it was, around the density of the branches, the girl who used her little body to roll in, though she could see that she could escape...

…………

Now when I saw the man in the pedestrian was about to be chased, I looked ready.

Pick up the appropriate tree branches,

"Over here, over here!

and throw it at the giant monkey.

Apparently, it's a trick.

"Ko...... hey? Eh, who... Eh, hey, it's dangerous... Eh!

There, I made it.

Between the dwarf girl and the great monkey, break in.

... a giant monkey stopped and peeled at me, the intruder.

"VOOOOOOOO!!

He opens his mouth wide and threatens to accentuate his thick, long canine teeth.

The air trembles with fright.

I stare into the eyes of a giant monkey.

"Wow, wow!!

Giant monkeys slap their chests with flat hands (drumming).

A tremendous noise sounded like beating a big drum.

I stare into the eyes of a giant monkey.

"Wow.................."

End of sight.

Looks like Menel helped the guy in the trailer wake up, but he doesn't cut his gaze off from the monkey.

Stare even still. Giant monkeys roar low and low as they look at this one.

Brad said.

When I met a wildlife, I said if I missed my eye, I'd lose.

... Come on, if you're willing. Shall we wrestle? You're going to be the first person to lose a fall or something, right?

"……… Wo, Wo"

Keep staring with your will, the giant monkey begins to retreat.

After a while, he cut his gaze off from the giant monkey and turned his heel back to the depths of the forest.

"... ugh"

I didn't have to fight.

Good. Good.

"Are you all right?

Looking back at it with that in mind,

"What the heck! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Hey brother, who are you, adventurer!?

I can't stop looking at excited giant monkeys and stuff like that. Wow, that's awesome!!

A dwarf girl rushed over with tremendous momentum.

... My eyes were curious.

"I'm Robina! Robina Goodfellow!

A free-flowing travel sky, a singing and dancing bard (Torbador). Call me Vi!

Antonio the Merchant (Hawker)! My nickname is Tonio!

The ship of the Chamber of Commerce that I worked for went bankrupt and sunk, and now I'm a trafficker on Border Country Road!

Mr. Bi is a halfling of childish stature on red curly hair...... girl, is it?

They're going to live longer than humans, so I'm not sure how old they are. He's just amazing and he talks a lot.

He is the type I have never met before.

"Hahaha, I ran out of talking.

Hi, my name is Antonio. Feel free to call me Tonio. There's an adventurer. "

Mr. Antonio is from a man in his 30s and 40s who grew a jaw.

It seems calm and intimate, but it also feels a little tedious and unhectic...

Yeah. With all due respect, I don't know what Mr. Bi said about "I can't".

"I'm Meneldor, a former adventurer and a hunter in this whole village.

I was just going to buy it out for the city. So, this way…………… "

And Menel looks at me.

... I haven't been very good at introducing myself since my last life.

I get nervous at times like this.

"It's William. William G. Maribrad.

I'm an adventurer today, and I'm a priest who serves Gracefield, the god of lightning. "

Call me Will, I said, making a smile.

Yeah, my own point......

"Wow what an amazing noble name is GraceFeel!? GraceFeel, that's the Southern continent!

That god that there are hardly any priests now!

Wow, wow, I was still there! And you're an armed cleric warrior!?

You mean you break into a giant monkey opponent in grandeur. Right!

"Well. He's a jerk, but he'll stand on his arm like an idiot.

Anyway, I walked through the Beast Forest and encountered a lot of beasts. "

"That means the beast also understands the difference in strength and avoids it!? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

……………… Is that it?

"Do we normally meet more…………?

"We'll meet, won't we? So it's the Beast Forest."

Until Antonio turned his gaze on me.

"What, are you two? What about the escorts? Did they kill you?

Menel looks around.

"No, that's what I was ashamed to get away with when I met a giant monkey there earlier......"

"The giant monkeys get excited and it's already tough because they make a fuss about Omake and they run away!

He doesn't attack humans! I mean, it's just kind of scary to look at! and indignant Mr. Bi.

Menel laughed furiously when she heard that.

"Did Buha get away with only getting bogged down with advances, with false and prestigious gear!

I need to brush my eyes more - hey merchant, hiccup......!

Antonio, who shyly frightens him, and Menel, who often slaps him on the shoulder to comfort him.

Apparently, this is like a story with an adventurer, but this is a story with...

that

"Ah... what are you going to do now? If you like."

"You can take me on the road if you like, I mean, lend me one."

Menel broke in.

You don't have to do business! And my eyes were telling me everything I could, so I had to keep my mouth shut.

"Hmm. Lend me one……?

"I want to buy livestock in White Sails."

I helped him fish for the ruins, and there was an entrance.

I thought I'd make it easier for the villagers. "

"Oh, I see! If that's the case, of course I don't mind. Let me introduce you to a merchant with a knob."

"Nice to meet you. I'm sorry to interrupt, but there's something strange about him."

"Oh, I thought you were from a nobleman? What an atmosphere! Pure culture, or public ignorance."

"Yes, no, as for the origins...... you wouldn't believe me if I said it a little bit, I mean, I can't really flirt with it"

"I mean, you're an adventurer from noble origin who can't talk about this, no matter what the circumstances of the house are!! And the unknown priest of God!

Wah! Nice! Poetically, the idea is spreading!

Whatever you say, there's only going to be a misunderstanding, right? There………………………

Then we walked for days down the inexorable trail of the Beast Forest in late winter.

Mr. Bi and Mr. Antonio soon became Mr. Bi and Mr. Tonio.

Mr. Tonio was soft-hearted and skillful at packing distance from people, and even to Vi was so dazzling that he became suspicious of the concept of distance from people in the first place.

"Wah-ha! I'm here!!

and cheerful laughter at the bottom, involving everyone in the noise every time they reach the village, fuss.

After singing, dancing, cheering, and being thrown a twist, when Tonio starts doing business, they're all cheerful and the purse strings get loose.

It's a pretty effective combination, and even Menel was impressed that you're doing a good job of doing business.

According to Menel, a pedestrian is also a pinkie, not just like Mr. Tonio, but also a lot of muddy and pushy sellers.

... Maybe it's true that I originally came from a proper chamber of commerce.

Tonio also made excellent use of the newly added element of me.

Vi gathered people together, and then I treated them by asking if they were sick or injured, and brought them to the banquet from a festival of pleasure.

They got more and more excited.

"Yes. Then show me your medical condition."

and the miracle of "Cure Illness" and "Cure Wounds" from one end.

… so that the essence of magic lies in the creation from chaos by the Word.

The essence of the art of prayer is the "rewriting" of reality, due to the glory and mercy of the supreme being God in this world.

As horrible as it really is, it heals "as if nothing happened".

It's like erasing a little pencil-written illustration with an eraser and rewriting it all the more.

It does not reach with the magic of man, the height of God.

Because of the difficulty of accommodation, which is subordinate to the divine character with a certain direction, although it is not a superior compatibility of magic and there is a division of dwellings, I think it is a great power to look at it again.

The power of borrowing from God. You have to make no mistake that this is your power.

If I did, I'm sure it wouldn't be a loco thing.

"Ah, that. How much do you want to wrap………?

The lady who fixed the burn marks on her arm told me so.

"Yeah, that's fine. Thank you, God of Lightning.

If you still care about anything, please buy him something from Tonio.

I'm in training right now. "

Saying so, the lady bowed her head many times and turned to Tonio who would spread the product.

Menel has a white eye for what I said during training, etc.

No, it's not like a trinity line or something. I'm really in training, right?

... crossing villages everywhere at such a rate, I spent more than a dozen days north playing songs, treating them, selling and buying things.

I don't know how many kilometers north I went.

The path of the woods was twisted and bent, and because Mr. Tonio traveled so far to get through the villages he knew.

It would not be easy to fix this to a straight distance from the point of view of those who crawl on the ground, although they walked quite sensibly.

That's why even today, in the dim woods.

Even mechanically, as you are carrying your foot right, left, from the front,

"Wow!

I heard an extraordinary cheer, Vi.

When I rushed to think of something, the light gradually increased… As soon as my vision opened up.

There are no trees left or right. There is no dimming.

Looking up, a full light poured down from the sun leaning into the western sky.

A blue sky with spring as its present is spreading over one side of the head.

If you lower your gaze, the road continues towards the horizon in a loose serpentine, with a series of delimited fields on its left and right to paint a beautiful patchwork of natural colour.

... A little wind blew across, blue wheat ho, and shook.

Even though it wasn't even cold, I got goosebumps unexpectedly.

"Wheat Street (Wheat Road)"!!!

Hiccup!! and Vi danced around, taking Mr. Tonio's hand and going around.

Menel also looks at the wheat-hole with emotion.

I, too, lost my word to the magnificent plains for a while - and then Bibi took my hand and I got to dance around too.

I accidentally spilled a laugh and danced shaking with Bi.

However, it was too shabby, and soon the sun went down and I couldn't reach the nearby village.

It's silly to visit late at night and be mistaken for a robbery, and I've found a little company, and I decided to camp there.

"Hmm, I'm not a cockroach today. Why don't I play it for you in Roja......!

When Vi took out a small three-string string instrument shaped like a boar - apparently called Rebeck - he bowed the string in a daunting motion.

"Whoa, you're fat!

"Heh heh! I don't know what to say.

Lately, the Medal of War poetry is too classic for Leistoff, and it's old to say that it's like Berkley Gang-yeong... "

Um, think about it for a second.

"Then yes, San-Ying-Jie (Three-Piece) from" The Killing of the Upper King "!

Wandering Wise Men and War Ghosts and Martel's Beloved Daughter. "

- I thought my heart would stop.

"Yeah, that's good."

"It's an affordable performance."

"No, I haven't been playing lately. What are you doing, Will?

"Yes, no, it's nothing. Yikes! Let me hear it, let me hear it!

"Whoa! Nice, nice to eat! Let's get started then!

The strings start ringing.

Reminds me of a distant homeland, the endless sound of shaking the air.

My heart was pounding.

"Time is ticking... No, I don't think it's going to be us."

Usually there's a cheerful vi voice.

Deep and pitiful, it flows well into the night air.

"Now the mighty and powerful, with the wise men and the Virgin of conspiracy, shall go round the moon, and remain only by the ashes and names of the saints…"

String sounds.

... I stayed.

"If so, the research is expensive, so be it.

Takeshi, immortality, the name of Yingjie, while praying to the world. "

As my voice sounds, I get more excitement than I can say.

... I stayed.

"Tonight we are talking about the killing of the Fei Long. One of the many medals of Sanyingjie…………"

Vi laughed at me.

"- Please, everyone, listen carefully."

It stayed! The three names stayed...!