Shut-in Magician

I got rich, Siu, but I didn't feel like using white gold coins, etc., and I ended up happier with the income I earned right this way.

I'm still happy that my hangover pills sold high this way, and I enjoy thinking about what to buy for my pennies on this.

"Ferres, have you decided?

"Nyah. Nyah."

"Meat, I like it. But I can't give you yesterday's."

Put the nail down. Ferres has rarely had a crush on how much he liked the black ghost horse meat yesterday, but he had it put up with. You can't take it out in the square.

"When I get home, I'll dismantle it, then. Besides, didn't it look delicious in the square stalls?

"Nyah. Holy shit!"

My tail stood pinned. Then, stand in front of a store so that you can jump flutter.

"Nyah!"

"Yes, sir. Uh, simmering the guts of a third bear. Ah."

While I laugh bitterly, I get two for my uncle in the street. The smell alone felt terrible, and Siu gave it to Ferres without eating it.

Siu drank the fruit-squeezed juice and went back to the arena.

The game was going on, and neither Rigdor nor Leon watched it without changing places.

"Good luck. Want a drink? I bought it at the stall."

When I offered them fruit juice, they were both thirsty or making a noise and drinking.

"Pu Ha. Yummy! No, just watch it already. Sweat this way. Come on."

"You're going to have heat stroke. It's hot, so I need to get some moisture."

"Hmm? Yeah, but it was really delicious. Thanks."

"I was patient because it was almost noon. I'm not even selling here."

Many people in the arena sell food and drink to audiences. Instead of being allowed to enter and leave the arena, they also pay a payment to the tournament, so the price is quite high.

It would be cheaper to buy it from the outside, like Siu, but the place was taken, the game was missed, and many people bought it from the sale, even expensive.

"Where do you want lunch?

"I went to Yena's yesterday."

"Does Siu have somewhere he wants to go?

"I don't. If it's the same, it's at Yena's."

I'm tired of buying and eating stalls, and it was decided that it would be nice to have something decent to eat.

Kiahi and the others are going to be caged in the holding room, so they promised to take out lunch and take it, and Siu and the others went outside.

Yena's shop flourished at noon and seemed busy.

Siu and the others left the store as soon as they finished eating. Of course, I'm taking home a take-out lunch because I was asking for it first.

When I delivered it to the Gladys, I decided to watch the game again.

When all four sets were finished fighting, it was finally the semi-finals of the sword.

I looked at them and Rigdor looked bitter.

"Uh, he's the one."

"Celebrities?"

"Last winner. Different character, he said. Betting is not the most popular bet."

"Oh, my God."

Even the results of the appraisal show that the difference in digits is amazing.

In addition, its strength was known in appearance even without appraisal.

The sample itself was that there was not a minute gap.

The way it muscled was impeccable, and it looked like a good battle with Kirik. However, although Kilik seems to win the outing because he feels more like a fighting sword technique with our flow mixed up.

"That man, noble?

"Sounds like an ex-knight. He said he was traveling everywhere to find his way around the sword. Every year at this time of year, they come to the Delphi Country and go to the Games. That's why we're talking about the nobility of Delf."

"Yeah."

The game started while we were talking.

The swordsman by the name of Crafe-Marburg, whose muscles belonged to the knight, also flirted with Gladius using swordsmanship that he would have remembered on his journey.

Gladys, who goes straight if anything, seems to have been overwhelmed by many of his opponents' freakishly spontaneous procedures, and the twentieth minute of the game was quickly over.

It was just amazing what stayed until the end.

Unspared applause had also been received from the venue.

The other crafe has also asked for a handshake with a refreshing smile, and Gladys is responding with embarrassment.

Sounds like a youth story.

"Do you have a novel like that? You know, Sioux is a weird place to admire."

"haha"

"Next up is weapons in general. Which one do you think will stay?

Leon already cares about the next game. Rigdor got into the conversation, too.

"I'm Garmut."

"Me, too."

"It's not a bet."

Put your arms together and watch the game begin jizzily.

Siu spoke softly to both of them.

"I'm going to Gladys'. Meet me later."

"Okay."

"Be careful. Fluffy, don't walk."

They said it without even looking back.

Siu laughed bitterly, leaving the spot behind.

Gladys was no longer in the holding room, and when searched using omnidirectional exploration, he was at the entrance and exit of the arena.

When I rushed towards him, Kiahi spotted me and called me waving.

"Hey, over here"

"Kiahi. And Gladys."

I thought he was depressed, but Gladys waited with a clear smile.

"Good day to you."

"Oh. But it's a pleasant fatigue"

"or something, and you were complaining about me being hungry"

"When you move, you get hungry..."

With a soggy face, I stroke my stomach.

"Oh, so, it's already launched? Are you going to dinner?

"Oh. I'm going to the usual store. Sioux and the others will come later. We're gonna watch the game, right?

"The rigs are. Tell her to go to the usual store. I need to go wild, so I wonder if I'll join you later. [M] Oh, and this."

"Yeah?"

"You drink today, don't you? Hangover pills, because I made them."

"Seriously! You're the one who can!

Kiahi stroked my head in a luxurious manner.

For some reason, Kirch and Gladys are followed by a stroke.

Laetitia was also trying to get on, but Ferres interrupted me.

"Nyah!"

"Oh, I'm jealous. They like you."

"Sort of. Okay, here."

I waved and broke up with them.

Back for the message, the game was already over.

The result, according to Rigdor and Leon, is that a man named Garmut survived. Spears meant I was looking forward to tomorrow's final.

After the three of us left the arena and sent the two of us to the store, only Xiu returns to the inn.

I would be in trouble if they really came because of the circumstances hearing, and I was wondering if I could get out after if I could just show that I was there in the evening for now.

Happened.

"... I've been waiting -"

It was five fifths, but apparently they were waiting. Too bad.

"Well, go inside. Uh, which way was the reception room?"

I was getting an understanding by the end of the morning, so when I tried to ask the employee, the maid with the room rushed me.

Her guide led her to the reception room on the ground floor.

Coming to ask about the situation were Guerra and two aide-like men, then knights I'd never seen before. The knight,

"This is Herne-Colbach, Captain of Kingsguard Airborne Squad III."

I moved my jaw so hard, I named it. A bit of a great attitude, but nobility is mostly like this, so I don't care.

"It's Siu-Aquila. He's twelve years old, an adventurer and a wizard."

"Quick and bad, will you explain yesterday from the beginning"

Gella opened her mouth first. but after passing the sioux's into the reception room, I know the maid went to get people, so I decided to have them wait.

"Yes. Just in case, I'm calling people, so can you wait?

"Why? Something backwards, too?

Herne asked in a strong tone. Oh, and lean your neck.

"... in the Delf Country, do you go by asking the other person about the situation?

"Oh my God!

"Uh, this, it's only good intentions to respond, but you know that, right?

I saw Guerra. Then he did his hand on his forehead with a trick such as a headache and nodded.

"That's right. They helped the prince, and even caught the thieves. It is not a place to interrogate such intimidation that you give the prize."

"... is that a rub on me?

I was wondering if you would say otherwise, if someone had said the same line in a worse dialogue.

"There's nothing you can do about a nobleman with a head in a flower garden that won't rub anything but guess what!

It's Kirik.

I thought it was Rebecca or Sarah exactly if you'd call me. Bad, in Cyril or Yeld.

I don't know if this is the worst anymore, Siu has fallen in the way.