The Ashla 5000, made from Eberle Bourne, was decided to keep it buried by a forest city neighbor.
If I bring him back poorly, he'll make a fuss, and I don't really want him to know that I crusaded him.
If I had a big black oatem, Allen from the investigation team would know at first glance that it was a monster then.
It wasn't just the color and the size, it was carefully made to look like my face.
Besides, I have trouble keeping it in the city.
With the magic of this tree, we can handle the magic of metastasis, so if it's anywhere near the city, it's fine.
With this sense of distance, you should be able to call in as soon as you're in the city or the woods.
I magically put a big hole in the woods and manipulate the Ashla 5000 to dive underground.
Then he moved the soil again and made it fill the hole, and kept the soil strong with sorcery.
Now outsiders won't be the first to dig it out.
"I'll call you back. Then you can help me."
I meditate my eyes and cut my cross with my arms.
"... you didn't think that demon could be buried in the ground with a tampered with phrase, either."
Meir zeroed as she looked at the discolored ground.
"Well, how much can this guy redeem next? I'm gonna need another report on the Eber-Boun crusade, Meir."
"Leave it to me! Since I read Wegener's writings last time, I've already nodded my arms..."
Has Wegener finally wandered in the Mere?
... I feel like I'm going to sink to the bottom of that hinterland, but let's not pinch the extra mouth.
I wash the roots of Ebel Bourne with water magic to soil them off and cut them into about five pieces.
The magic analysis leaves the accumulated area of magic, which is later buried in the soil and passed to Meir.
Meir wraps the received Eberle Bourne roots in a cloth and punishes them.
"... but will I give this to Gaston too? Meir, I think that's enough. You'll find out someday, and it won't last long."
Uh-huh... as far as I'm concerned, I'm going back to the Marlen settlement after a few years, so I'm not going to last that long, and I think I'm going to have it somehow.
I'm absolutely sorry to be the feather of taking every trouble I have with the nobles to the settlement when I return...
I also got the deterrent to prevent Gaston, the Gordon brothers, from doing anything extra, and I want to keep going until just before the debacle.
I also have the option of setting it up at the store when the money is accumulated.
After burying the Ashla 5000, he returned to the city of Romane.
He manages to return while pinching a break or hanging his legs along the way.
The city of Romane had a slightly more vibrant atmosphere than when we left.
There are oddly many people leaving the city, and everyone's expression is uniformly dark.
I heard about the two men who took the streets, but rumored that the lord's private soldiers had returned worn out.
It seemed like the demon thing was already spreading. If he's a good guy, he'll be starting to grab the whole story.
We need to get Ebel Bourne's roots to Adventurer Support via Gaston and reassure the city.
... Before I do, let me take a break.
Sit on the edge of the fountain near the north gate and rub your flatulence as you breathe.
"Abel, are you okay? My legs are vibrating weirdly..."
"... oh, I'm fine"
Meir rolls up her trousers hem, looks at my barefoot, then slowly hands close and touches her peppers.
Then he fishes the bag and takes out a bunch of drugged Issa grass.
Issa grass is a form of herb that helps to heal muscle fatigue.
It's like a damp cloth. It's for my journey.
Meir carefully wraps it around my leg.
After wrapping it around my right leg, it wraps it around my left leg.
"Hiu...... I think it's just getting a little soothing. Sorry, Meir."
"No! If you think you can help Abel at all, Meir, I'm so happy."
Meir says with a grin.
"Ooh..."
I'm glad you said that, but I kind of feel bottomless anxiety.
Somehow, I don't see the vision of Meir happily ever after ten or twenty years.
I don't feel that way hooked up to a man who's not even Locke.
But today the return was hell because I went back to the back out of curiosity.
Pride also made me seriously think about throwing everything out and having Meir carry it.
Maybe it's because I walked too far, maybe it's a weird headache.
I'm Ebel Bourne.
"Abel, are you okay with just the flatulence? Thighs and stuff..."
"Oh, I might as well wind up that way...... no, just a little here. I'll wrap it up myself when I get back to the inn."
"Yourself... well..."
Even if you are disappointed there......
"Ah! Well, yes! Well, actually, Meir, the owner of" The Tail of Chimera "taught me how to swell my tibia massage! I'll do it for you when I get back to the inn!
Meir suddenly stands up and says with a slightly louder voice.
Suddenly she looked up at me thinking what was it, and Meir looked anxiously into my eyes, keeping her expression solidified.
You can't say no to this.
"Oh, yeah. Then I guess I can count on you later..."
"Yes! Leave it to me! What a blow to absolute muscle pain! Never!"
After Meir tells him to roll up, exhale relieved.
But when and in which stream did you talk about swollen tibia massage?
Think about it lately, Meir often feels like talking about that witch hat shopkeeper.
I don't know if it would have been an opportunity to deepen your intimacy where I don't know, but I don't think that shopkeeper, he really started targeting the horns of Meir.
When the horns run out of Meir's head, let's get to the 'tail of the chimera' first.
Meir undoes the hem of my pants.
... That's not how much I do it. I'm a little embarrassed.
Well, and.
Why don't you look for Gaston before you go back to the inn?
Looks like a handful of people are running away from the city, and I want to let them know.
You might also want to think about when Gaston couldn't find it and spread the rumor that Gaston seems to have defeated him.
When I got up, I fluttered a little.
Meir hurries and puts her hands on my hips, supporting my body.
"But shouldn't we rest a little longer?
"... you know, I thought on my way home today"
When I start talking, Meir shuts her mouth.
"Hey, am I starting to get pretty good lately? Look, he's walking quite a bit... and to this day, he's walking quite a distance... Hey, don't you think?
When I spoke with excitement, I was blatantly distracted from Meir.
"Oh, well, maybe... Meir feels that way, too."
He said he didn't react so plainly......
Oh, yeah......