Riot Grasper
Thirteen Stories [Missing Memories]
- The Suaven Empire. in a cave in a territory.
A hooded woman calls out to the watchman before entering the interior. The interior is marked by bitter rock skin, which is arguably unsuitable for people to live in.
Most importantly, this is enough for a temporary accommodation where rain storms can be prevented.
"Sometimes I want to sleep in a soft fuzzy bed..."
"The Night Ringing (Howl Oul)" is divine.
Although the scope of activity is limited within the Suaven Empire, due to the vastness of the Empire's territory, it was not easy to follow in its footsteps.
Sometimes the captain is whimsical and suddenly moves to a territory opposite the plan.
Some members read in depth whether that is an action to avoid trackers and the like, but when asked in person, they just return an unconscious answer that says "somehow".
There are also many whimsical and people-helping, and to tell the truth, women and children who are non-combatants of the regiment are often the ones who bought spiteful slave traders and aristocratic rebellion.
Behind the cave is a slightly larger cavity, from which several small holes follow to branch. Going back through one of them, I went out to a place like a small room.
"Totally...... that's a problem for the captain. Do another imitation that will increase the number of members on its own."
"... hmm? Well, you have no choice. How dare you leave me alone?"
The captain, who slept on a simple bed with a large amount of straw in a string and just a sheet over it, made a childish excuse as he turned around.
The woman, who leaked her sigh after hearing such a response, takes off the hood she was wearing and reveals her face.
The ears of the beast man are glistening out on the head, and the saggy chestnut hair has not lost its luster even inside the damp cave.
"If there are any more members, the regiment itself will be difficult to move."
Pale eyes captured the captain and Mira, the deputy captain, complained.
"I know. - I know. Look at the opportunity, if I let you have my money, I'll take you to an orphanage."
If you help an endless number of whimsical people, the team will be full of non-combatants.
As the captain said, women and children who cannot fight, men who are unwilling to fight, say goodbye in places where they can be safe.
"That's why this regiment is poor for as long as it takes."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm throwing the whole thing at Mira. It was all my fault. So don't blame me."
"... I'm not blaming you for anything else. Without such a whim from the Commander in the first place, I would have had no life either."
Mira has not been a long-time member of the group so far, although she is in a large position of deputy commander, etc.
"Whoa, I was surprised at that one, too. The kid who sent me to the river to fetch water came back screaming in great panic, so I thought something was up, because you're down with the bloody paint. What do you say... do you remember anything?
"No...... nothing yet"
Seeing Mira with a worried face, the captain deliberately speaks in a lighter tone.
"Oh well, you won't be in a hurry. It would be helpful to have Mira in the regiment."
It took a few days to fully heal Mira's body, which was seriously wounded, even with medication and magic.
But - it really wasn't superficial that would be the problem.
She... had lost her memory of the past.
I don't even remember my name satisfactorily, especially when asked about people I know and family.
I don't remember it as if it was blank from the beginning.
However, if you are intelligent and gentle, cook well, and your arms are strong there, you don't have a problem without knowing your identity.
It didn't take that long for Mira to be promoted to vice president as a competent person who could give less detailed consideration to the captain.
"Well, more than half of it feels like chores, but I have to return the favor I received for my help. If I don't remember, I can't move."
"Hmm. Remember... what happened upstream of the river where Mira was being flushed,..."
The captain who retrieved the map retraces the river with his fingers.
"Oh! This is where that attentive lady is doing her lord. Uh, further south from here... whoa, from here on out is unexplored land"
He advanced his fingers to the edge of the map and unfortunately sighed.
"haha, never mind"
"I don't care what you say, you might be worried about the one who knows you"
"Yes, but... if I had someone important, I think you might remember something a little bit."
"Uh... well, you know what?"
Seeing Mira with a lonely look on her face, the captain gently slaps the straw bed and laughs.
"That's enough of that dark talk. What do you say? It's been a while since you've slept well beside me? Now we're running a special service that's lost in loneliness."
"Stop making misleading remarks. I don't remember sleeping next to the captain in a long time. I have amnesia, but I still remember better."
"Ha, it's a joke. You must be tired too, so rest easy."
The captain fixes the clothes he was about to take off in an instant, and speaks to Mira with a serious face.
"Yes, then excuse me"
Dropping off the deputy commander's back as he melted into the dark, completely invisible, the commander let his face sink into a bed of boffled straw.
"... mmm. My arm is dull, too."
That's how he rolls over the bed for a while, and at the end of the day, he leans back and looks up at the ceiling.
"It's time you got tired of this cave..."
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- In a tree sea south of the mining district of Amorphas.
Around the ancient ruins, there was a man wielding a scythe.
His name is Dorfoy Gibbs.
He is a formidable giant who was the head of the bandits, but is now a farmer who switches his mind and engages in farming.
"Phew... and then planting seedlings," he said. I'll even make a side ditch over there that pulls water. Er... Kufu, I can't wait for your fields to grow up. "
Instead of forced labor in the mines, I'd say he's engaged in field work here, but his love for crops is twice as strong as man's.
"Oh, and Angeletta, Josephine, and Carol, you've grown up pretty good."
It's nice to be affectionate, but I also feel it's too much to name each and every one.
One figure appeared before Dorfoy, such a pleasure.
It is Cecil, a semi-beast man of lions characterised by black and white patterned hair.
I went out and said I would also look for mercenary work in Amorphas because I am free, but have I cleared up my job and come back yet?
"Oh, wow. Being a farmer is pretty good at making it this far in just a few days."
"Ha ha, this is my strength."
With honest words of praise, Dorfoy strained his chest.
Which one?
As Cecil tries to get over the fence, he shouts.
"Here, here! Don't go into the field on your own! What would you do if you stepped on one of them that hasn't even sprouted yet?!?"
"Oh well. Sorry, sorry."
"... Damn, this is why amateurs are in trouble. Think about it for a second. Didn't you just get nutritious on that big chest and just grow up?
When it comes to crops like children to love, Dorfoy gets hot.
In response to such ramblings, Cecil makes the call with a gentle smile.
"Ahem? I'm busy here. If you want to say something out loud... but..."
Dorfoy's body, approaching Cecil, floated in the universe.
Because Cecil gently lifted him of the giant with one hand stretched out.
"Hey... bitter..."
Dorfoy realizes his mistake while being grabbed by the neck and bumping his leg.
"Uh, I didn't hear you a lot... did you say anything?
"Oh, hey, I didn't say anything. Oh, I'm sorry about Ola. When it comes to crops, your mouth can get a little lousy. Forgive me."
Tosun, and Dorfoy's feet grounded out to the ground.
"Ho... Ho"
"If you don't speak very well, you'll be punished, won't you? If you'll be honest with me, I'll be there to help."
With that mouth, Cecil rebacked the large spear and proceeded inside the ruins.
(... Ugh, it's a hell of a force. Cecil or something...... now be careful)
Before Dorfoy, who went back to work scrubbing his neck that was about to be twisted, the pair now went through.
Responsible for the prey captured in the woods is the brown-skinned looking boy, and the woman walking next door is also looking neat.
(Is that... just my twin sister and brother?)
"Oh, you look like a field. Grandma, wasn't this better suited for you than some kind of bandit?
Dorfoy once again answers with his chest stretched against Ren, who speaks in a floating tone.
"Sort of. In a few moments, this place will be filled with watery vegetables."
"Heh... what did you plant here?
You were interested, Ray, my sister, also joins the story.
"I've tried everything, but there are going to be bright white turnips growing around here. They say fine whiteness is like snow. Wheat skin that looks healthy, like yours, may be bad, but compared to the slippery whiteness of these guys, it's still..."
- Zudo!
"There was also a time in Ora when I thought..."
A throwing knife stuck at his feet would have sewn Dorfoy's body to the ground in a few centimeters.
(... the woman who lives here is just like this?
That's how after the twins left, now Shania, the girl from Dragonewt, and Lim, the beast girl, came to the field.
"Yaho, how are you?
"Um, are there any ingredients that might be available for dinner tonight?
Sometimes about the last two, Dorfoy decided on his mind to respond with some vigilance.
The decision was right, and if there was anything here to say to Shania like, 'Eat more vegetables because you're small (* including your chest),' he could have been fertilized by the field himself.
"Right...... it's growing just right there for stir-frying stuff and medicinal flavors. However, it would be better to grow a little more and then harvest it. I also recommend that it be sweeter and sweeter."
Saku.
"Jossefie nuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"
Huh? and in the hands of a strange-faced rim, a neat Josephine is gripped.
"Yes, no, I don't think it tastes good enough as it is now, but I'm ready for Ora too..."
Saku.
"Angelettahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"
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- That night.
There was a rim in the kitchen inside the ruins preparing everyone's meals.
To avoid disturbing the cooking, the slightly longer hair is wrapped around the back with a hair clasp. It also seemed more intrusive to Nuco sitting denuded on Rim's shoulder, but that seemed acceptable to her there.
Tongtong, and the sound of a soothing knife, can be heard from the hall, which is a shared space for everyone, to the kitchen.
"Mr. Ren! I can! I can still go!
"Yahoo, show me something better."
"Let it go! This is what you can do if you release the true power of Oyla!
"Hey! Why even Ora... ghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
I guess it's even begun to serve liquor. For Rim, who has seen his father Arnold get drunk on booze, it's something he's used to.
"Not at all... don't you know the limits when you come with them? I'll take care of it."
Ted, the beast man boy who was helping Rim, roughed his nose and headed into the hall.
The boy didn't come home intact, but instead an unexpected person shows his face in the kitchen.
"... Is there anything I can do to help?
Unsympathetic, but lately, she - Ray - is often seen trying to talk to Rim like this.
"What... and then will you cut the meat you keep there to the right size?
"Whoa, a bite size would do."
Tons of tongues.
Crispy.
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Even though the number of people in the kitchen had increased, Ray was ahead of him in a strange space that felt quieter than earlier.
"... I thought I'd apologize to you."
"Was that before this?
That would be about one case where Ray had a fight over Rim at Erindal.
Ever since then, we seem to be making an effort to treat each other normally, but somewhere else.
"Yes. And... you may already have noticed, but also about what happened in Melbail."
In his assignment as a Secret Service, Ray was involved in the case of the kidnapping of Marita, the lord's daughter, in Melbail. Though his face was hidden, he tried to do harm to Sage and Rim in doing so.
"I didn't think it was bad because I was working on that, but it's not right for me to keep my mouth shut forever."
Ray's treatment of the whip and the style of combat that embodies ice with water magic are unique, and it is likely that he was noticed to be the same person when he fought before this.
"Oh... I knew you were"
"Huh. You're not too surprised... I mean, don't be forced to use respectful language. Leave the fight alone, will you?
Rim turned to Ray, embarrassing Nuco on his shoulder as he tried to do a culinary stumble.
"Right. I was really surprised at first, but I guess it was more surprising that you were with Sage"
"Ha ha!? What's wrong with that?
The sound of the knife becomes irregular and the meat is finely cut over the slab.
"Yeah, it's nothing weird. Sage is so sweet, I'm sure she'll forget about the past once she's convinced."
I mean, what Lim is trying to say is that Ray, who was supposed to be hostile, was more surprised that he was traveling alongside Sage in a big way.
Indeed, it is no exaggeration to say that Ray hated him furiously when he was reunited with Sage.
This guy seriously should have been so neglected that he disappeared.
Running free...... badly, his selfish personality resembled Ray's father very much, and he hated it when he mounted his disgust for his father.
But Sage saved my life and said, 'What's this guy really thinking?' It will be of interest and continues to this day.
"No, well... there was a lot going on there."
Meat glued around with a knife screamed on the slab.
Ray himself, I'm not sure what the emotion I have for Sage is.
It would be a lie if I told you I didn't care, but I would never want to admit it if you asked me if I was in my favor.
I'm not identical to Sage and her father, but by traveling with her, what kind of person was the late father she hated furiously? Maybe he's trying to face the problem again.
"By the way, you talk a lot about him, but what kind of relationship is that?
It's too familiar for a fellow adventurer.
"Huh...?
Rim thinks about that question.
Thank you so much for your help in Melbail. You inspired yourself that you weren't well, and you've had your life saved. I can feel at ease with you.
And it gives me something delicious often.
What an answer, Rim leaning his neck worried.
A nuco on his shoulder raised a voice that seemed annoying as he was pinched by the rim's face and shoulder.
"Uh, Mother... like?
"... Huh?
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Further south than the ruins on which Sage is based.
The terrain changes from the tree sea to the wilderness, and further along the scenery continues the dark ground.
It is because there are many volcanoes around this area that make it a black earth, but it is not a land of death where organisms cannot live otherwise.
It is also home to resilient demons adapted to the environment and covered in thick skin, as well as the appearance of human-shaped organisms.
However, those human-type organisms are species distinguished from humans and subhumans - demons.
It is characterised by red eyes like blood, with appearances ranging from some aliens close to demons to others not so different from humans.
There were those who raised their voices in a painting that could be described as a small city where such demons lived.
"Oh? I can't hear it all!
The man's body is covered in thick muscles, and clothes made of skins stripped from fierce demons run out of wild words.
Two horns were protruding from bright red eyes and burning red hair on shallow black skin.
"but, Dino... oh, I'm sorry... forgive me,"
The man, called Dino, spurned the demonic man he was lifting with one hand before spitting.
"I don't know... come on, I don't know. Didn't you tell me earlier that it's no big deal just because you're the sheik's son? Oh? What happened to that momentum?"
"Oh... you guys, you, help, go"
The Demonic Man being tightened up asks the three of them behind him for help.
"Oh, we have nothing to do with this! That's what he did to himself!
But the three men who were asked for help ran apart as they were stripped.
"Ha... I don't feel sorry for you. The child said he was abandoned in an instant. It's not funny at all. I thought 'eating' would be a bad idea if I had something a little heartwarming... not at all."
"Oh, my God... what did you say..."
"So... I'm telling you, it's not even worth eating a knob!!"
Gujah!
and along with the sound as if the blood bag were going to burst, Dino slammed the Demon Man to the ground.
He groans boringly as he looks down at the man who has stopped moving even with Pickle.
"Oh, are you dead?... Ooh! It's working, but you have to be tough."
Shivering like a child, Dino kicks a falling man in the face.
"... you look the same"
It was a demonic woman using Griffon as a horseman who spoke from above to a rampaging dino.
Although the colours of the eyes and skin are similar to those of Dino, with the exception of the pointy ears, the appearance is not so different from that of a human, with long, beautiful silver and white hair numbing with the wind.
"- Again, I hate you"