Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

─ ─ Why, they brought him here to resemble a bricklaying shop.

It was quite a splendid construction in this era, and it felt like it was thriving, but the group of shops that used all of the ground floor and the group of shops around it (which looked like a black market) were missing items. At last, the guests are also galloping.

"What is this place?

"The home of the Gamal group. Mostly the mafia holding the harbor food."

I see. You sure are just a grocery store. Well, I don't think so. Oh, my God, that roasted fish right before it rots. Besides, it feels like I baked it properly. I don't have any appetite at all.

Some shops sell skewers and simmering, but the knob of alcohol drinking. It was also cluttered.

"It's not healthy business."

There is no time for antitrust laws, and strong people divide up, but there is no improvement or development in competition, such as commerce. Keep up the good work, all right?

"This way."

You boiled your business to me looking around forever, and the guy who never opened his mouth before encouraged me to get upset.

"Yes, sir. Okay, I get it."

I'm not taking my time either. Let's just say I can get it over with.

Going on after Oyaji, there were two resilient men standing beside the stairs leading upstairs.

"Coming through."

When the inflexible men, who were arm-wrapped to the voice of the jerk, stretched their spines and nodded small, they took a step back just to ask me to come by.

"Well, you've got quite a big shot."

"Well, he's the third man in a group to bind young people."

"That's hard work."

It's heartfelt sympathy, not irony. I have to take care of these assholes. I'd be so bald.

I went upstairs with the third floor and when I went up to the fourth floor, I flexed again...... then, there stood a man who looked like a magician (I don't know his age because he was wearing a hood so deep).

"Coming through."

When Oyaji said, he nodded and retreated to the side.

When I tried to go up the stairs following Oyaji again, I felt the swing of magic from the sorcerer.

He pulled the Devil's Sword (bat) out of his pocket and poked it into the sorcerer's throat.

"Bae!?

Control the panicking captain and detain the sorcerer in the junction.

"Don't give me that crap for a long time. I don't know what I've done, but I can detect magic movements and magic."

I will poke the sorcerer with the Devil's Sword (Bat).

"Are you quitting here? I don't mind if I do."

I was ready for that.

"─ ─ What the fuck!

There was a roar from above, and when I looked at you, there was a fifty past eagle with a stern face.

"That's our line. If you come up with the captain's face, you can turn your magic from this guy. Don't you see that as an attack in your world? Or are you out of your hips?

Tougher faces become tougher. Exactly like being able to stop people's hearts as a facial murder weapon, but as someone watching Auga's anger, I just think of it as a weird face.

"I'm not disappointed, kid."

"The kid is a jerk. I think it's better than when you were a kid with a hipster?

Show me a nigga laugh.

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It's easy to get on with such a light provocation, hipster. That would be where I could afford to say, 'You have less mouth - you're a kid'. You'll know the extent.

Well, I got a third-rate branding in me.

"... you seem to be dying..."

"That means you're hostile to me, right?

He wielded the Devil's Sword (bat) gently and straightened his back.

"─ ─ Wait!

And, you know, the old man came in between us.

"Sir, please calm down. This will make it easier for other groups to mock you. Calm down, Temei. I apologize for getting my hands on it first. But if we make a scene here, we're gonna make all the mafias enemies!

"Don't be so warm. Step out of the city. Ah, it's a world of killing or getting killed. The weak are eaten, and the strong survive. You don't live with jokes and sprinkles, you survive first."

The extreme world will be tough too, but the villagers who live in a living or dying environment are tougher. Don't be a weak eater!

"Absolutely right. Temei's, no, you're right. You're right to apologize. Please, be quiet!

Oyaji has apologized with his hands and knees on the floor.

The culture of the Dutchman hey, but it was the greatest apology law and the ultimate depths that would put us in an embarrassing position if we didn't forgive us.

"Shh. I won't forgive you if they do that. I don't know why not. Okay, I'm gonna put your face up and leave you alone."

He put the Devil's Sword (Bat) in his pocket and untied the magician.

"I'm sorry, I'm grateful."

Put your head on the floor and apologize even more, dude. Damn, there's more to the cake than that.

"What can I do for you? I'm busy. Can I help you?"

He stunned me until he abandoned his majesty, but he didn't move a step off the spot.

"... come up, you bastard!

So I showed him hell (mental, right), but he seemed to know more or less, and he disappeared from my sight in an abominable way.

"Oh man. That's tough, you guys. I've always had a team. I'm sure it's short notice."

It's pathetic and tearful for everyone else.

"... sorry..."

You have some thoughts, but you don't represent that in a single cut or in your attitude. Damn, he's a lot of silver.

Go ahead, and Oyaji prompted me, and I was led to what looked like a waistless office. Don't you have any tea? Well, I don't want to drink anything that's served here.

"Would you like a drink, Captain?

I served coffee to the captain who sat down with me on a luxurious leather sofa for nothing.

"... I envy your guts..."

If you're desperate to live, you'll have a lot of nerve.

"So, what do you say?

I asked, enjoying the smell of coffee.

"... let our young man go..."

"Tell me the story, in the end, so I can understand it. I don't know what that means."

"It's Temei's magic or magic would have restrained our young man, but he's in love!!

"I'm your young one in the first place. The only people I came here to talk to were the captain on the side, the grandpa in the tavern, and the rest of them in the city, and we just really chatted."

And before your hipster said anything, a lot of silver jerk came in between.

"─ ─ I apologize for what the young guys did. Let him wear it even before dropping it. If you'll forgive me with money, I'll give you as much. Please. Let him go!

I really know how to apologize. He looks like a jerk, and I won't put my head on the floor twice. If I do, my apology will be lighter.

"... that's the kind of child you want to have. But I don't know what that means, and it's none of my business."

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"- But..."

Open your mouth before your hipster gets angry.

"I'm still a little confident in witchcraft, and I can disarm most of it. Right... I'll release you with eight silver coins per person, just to spare this child. Oh, I don't mind if I borrow three."

"─ ─ ─ Okay. I'll pay. I'll pay, so please!

Oyaji interrupted before his hipster made a scene and accepted. Are you sure you don't want to make up your mind? Well, I won't interfere in internal affairs.

"Then don't slap him with this and disarm him"

And, I took a beating stick out of my pocket and gave it to him.

"Most of the magic and magic can be removed. Oh, well, why don't you give it back to me when you're done?"

It's pretty easy to use and treasured, that beating stick.

"That's it, isn't it?

I completely ignore the fact that my hipster is only in the way anymore. I decided to talk to Oyaji.

"... sorry..."

"No. This is also business. Never mind."

It is the merchant who shows a lot of sincerity when he becomes a customer. Every time.

I realized that I was done for and I forgot to say the key thing when I tried to leave the room.

"Ma, let's get along from now on. For each other's benefit."

Someone said there was nothing to fight about. Yeah.