Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

A carnivorous receptionist came into the training area with his uncle. The adventurers around me are surprised that Gilmouth is here.

Heh. Is that guy the guild master? But you've been talking a lot about calling the Alliance Master in a duel. But you're mucky. Temple is a pattern of ex-high-ranked adventurers, so they're probably strong. The carnivorous receptionist invited me, so I'll go.

"Are you the new spiritualist? Grasp your strength and your adventurers will die prematurely. Well, if we lose this time, we're retiring. Maybe it was good. I'll make sure they don't kill you, so come on and lose."

Shit. This Gilmouth is also the type of spiritualist who has a bias. The Alliance Master is in a terrible situation of discrimination and such. That's totally awesome. She hates it as much as it is clean.

How many reasons would you hate this much for someone you've never met before? It makes me wonder what normal spiritualists have done so far. But that's why there's no reason for me to obey promises.

"Even when they said that, they made me laugh in a full seat. You get tangled up every time you come here if you run away, don't you? Then you can't be an adventurer. If you're the Alliance Master, I want you to scold those who snore at me instead of pissing me off."

"You're busy. How confident are you?

What? I told you the truth, didn't I? Why are you so busy? Funny, the Sylphis were perfectly verbal, but they don't make sense to humans?

"Er, right. I doubt everyone thinks I'm going to lose in the first place. Nobody thinks I can win?

"Hmm. I'm surrounded by royal nobility, not adventurers, such as helpful spiritualists"

Yes, it is. That's why you contacted me (from) that the spiritualist, who we can't all use, is here to be an adventurer. I don't think it's weird to have a spiritualist who wants to be an adventurer......

"Isn't that something you can't help? The Adventurer Guild seems to have a tough wind on spiritualists, and available spiritualists will reject adventurers. Oh, and I need you to manage that money over there. If I win, it's all mine, but those people don't look like they're from the beginning..."

It doesn't make sense, but I tried to stir it up. The adventurers taking part in the bet come cursing at me. I'm starting to have a lot of fun.

Is this how you feel about heels? Silfi is frightened, but this air is the only way to heel it, right? But it's unexpected that the first day of Adventurer's life will be a full heel.

"Gilmouth. It's time to start. I'm gonna smash him with a quick hit like this."

"Haha. Mr. Carl, who is scared to call me a duel or something and the five of us hang on. You shouldn't tell me how strong you are. Shame on you if you lose."

How about that? I accidentally got a baby word out. Don't let this air make my personality worse. The real me should be a very good kid.

"You, you're really gonna kill me."

I was gazed at by Gilmouth. Carl's eyes have definitely passed away. Without cheats, you'd be running fast. Those eyes are trying to figure out how to kill me.

"Right. I can't help talking any more, so let's get started."

Across the street in the middle of the training ground. I'm pretty scared with my eyes still gone.

"Begin!"

Silfi hangs the wind wall at the same time Gilmouth signals. Carl and the others running in. He is nibbling with ugly distortions in his face. You've definitely stirred up too much.

I take out the magic hammer at its maximum size and shake it all the time. Carl and the others rush to distance themselves whether they were pushed by the wind pressure or surprised.

"Oh, man. What the hell is that? You're a spiritualist. Why do you have that?"

Looks like Carl went back to sanity in surprise.

"Why is that my weapon? Can't a spiritualist if he's got a weapon?

I'll swing a bump and a hammer. Gilmouth, the receptionist, and the drunken audience adventurers are astonished. Feeling good about what?

"Hey, Yuta. You don't want me to fight? Aren't we supposed to have the spiritualist reviewed?

(No. That's what I was thinking. Even if you win with the power of Sylphi, you'll end up with a well-armed spiritualist here occasionally. Then it would be more shocking for those people to threaten you with a hammer)

"Yuta. Haven't you got a bad personality?

(I admit I enjoy it, but I'm just acting like a villain because I can't lick it. Ah. If my hattering doesn't work, I'll ask Silfi, so let me pass out well)

I don't have the guts to suddenly create a human mince on a boulder. Sooner or later, the time may come to kill humans, but not now. Maybe I need to learn the art of busting people good. Carl and the others aren't attacking me this way even when I'm sneaking around with Silfi.

"What's going on, Carl? You weren't supposed to kill me?

I try to distort my face with Nitanita.

"You're a coward. You fool a spiritual magician."

"Hmm? I'm not fooling you. I'm a spiritualist. Spirituality is more powerful than this hammer."

Silfi's offense would be stronger than a hammer. I've never seen it before, but it's definitely because it's a great spirit.

"Don't be ridiculous!

"I'm not kidding. If you can't defeat me with this hammer, I won't hesitate to fight you with spirituality, so come on. Uh, but if you hit this hammer, you're gonna die, so do your best to avoid it."

Swing the boom hammer and finally hammer the ground of the training ground to strengthen. Dogorn A louder noise can be heard and a crater can be made on the ground. Bounce on the wind wall. Flying ground is hitting and bouncing.

No, I thought swords and spears were cool, but hammers are great at times like this. Whatever. The force you give them is different. You're a pechanko if you hit it.

"Huh."

Oh, no. Weird laughter leaked (too) by accident. If it stays like this, it's going to go in a direction that seriously sucks my personality. Let's calm down a little. I'm a good boy. I'm a good boy. All right, I'm good.

Um, yeah. I hope this freaks you out and gives up, doesn't it? If you don't give up, it's Silfi's turn. When the dust (dust) clears, the curls are on their buttocks.

"What's up? If you want to call me, I'm coming."

I try to get closer slowly as I swing the hammer around. Carl and the others are shaking their heads sideways, trying to get away from me. I'm flaking my mouth, and I'm surprised I can't talk to you?

"Gilmouth. What happens in this case? You don't seem to surrender, so you can crush it, right?

"Stay. Do you surrender? If you can't speak, shake your head vertically."

Carl and the others shake their heads vertically with a boom. I'm a winner. A hammer might be a good idea. It's going to be a habit.

"Then you're my winner. Gilmouth. Please process their withdrawal"

"Ugh, um"

I said reluctantly. I was happy to make you quit. I don't feel discriminated against.

"Stay put. We don't want to quit being adventurers. Can't you ask me for anything else?

"Er. Trying to force people to quit from adventurers, and if they lose, they don't want to quit, or what about that?

I don't care if you quit or not, but I can lick you again if I forgive you easily. If they lick you even though you're discriminated against, I'm anxious to be ahead of you.

"It's..."

"Gilmouth. I signed something like a pledge, and if I say I don't like that pledge, is it to such an extent that I don't have to keep it?

"No. Except with the agreement of both parties, the pledge was exchanged via the Adventurer Guild. There's nothing you can do if only one of them refuses. The Adventurer Alliance makes you perform responsibly"

Gilmouth answers reluctantly. I'm not asking for a loving laugh, but I'd at least like to ask you to do it with a normal face.

"That's what they say, Mr. Carl."

You look so desperate. Originally, I don't feel like s... bullying a guy doesn't give me any pleasure.

"Gilmouth. What's the price to pay for retiring an adventurer? If that's what I'm comfortable with, you can do it that way, right?

"Hmm. That being said, the hardware is reasonable in consideration, but the price of being an adventurer... what is it?"

What's the matter, is it difficult? Don't get a little tired of keeping Bell and the others waiting.

"Mmm, that's a hassle. Ok. It doesn't matter if it's all their property. Sell everything from your gear and bring it in cash, including your savings."

"Oh no... then I can't live"

"What if I owe you? If you don't like it, you can retire, so choose who you like. Face the victim when you're involved."

Something's pulling me around. Is it my fault?

"Okay. Pay all property. So give me a break."

Carl and the others are going to say it with a face like they decided to be sad. I want to tear apart that I don't have the guts to put a hammer on people sexually right now. What will these people look like if they find out it's all haphazard?

Shit. I want to rose. My mouth muzzles. I was gonna be playing heels, but maybe my sexual roots are bad to say one way or another. No, I'm a very good kid. My reputation is going to be terrible and I'll be patient.

"Okay. Gilmouth, that's what I'm asking you."

"Okay. I'll redeem it by the end of the day and arrange it so I can give it to you tomorrow. This is your stake."

Get the stakes you were asking to manage. Sixty-two silver coins in a magic bag. Thirteen large copper coins came out. There are about twenty adventurers who were betting, so you lose one, about three silver coins? Even Japan loses about that in pussy, so, well, it would be acceptable.

Income of about 630,000 yen. When I bowed my head to the drunken adventurers as I nicked, I was turned away with a very unpleasant face. A pleasant adventurer's life that is soothing. Maybe he was there from the first step. Something's awkward. Do you want to redeem the Demon Stone tomorrow and just take the inn?

"Erm, uh, receptionist? I'd like you to introduce me to the inn, would you mind? It would be helpful if you could introduce us to some places where the rank is a little better because we have extraordinary income."

"... please call me Ertina about me. Do you mind if the inn is intermediate?

Receptionist...... Mr. Ertina's expression is catching on. If it's a love game, you're in a negative state of preference.

"Yes, the rice is delicious, please."

Gilmouth spoke to me as I was about to leave the training ground, guided by Mr. Ertina.

"Wait. I need to talk to you for a second."

Talk to me. I didn't think we'd make a scene this far. I want to settle down at the inn and organize my information. Otherwise, we're going to talk about something extra.

"What do you want to hear from me, who was obviously trying to kick me out?

Mix a little dislike. This kind of prank should be forgiven.

"Hmm... I'd like to hear all about your abilities, abilities, purpose, etc."

"I'm not going to expose my bills, so it's going to be a superficial story, right? I don't mind if that's still a good idea, but we'll have a discussion tomorrow. I just arrived in the Labyrinth City, so I'd like to rest in the Inn."

"Okay. Tomorrow, when I come to the Adventurers Guild, I'll try to show you around."

Break up with Gilmouth, get Ertina a map of the inn and leave the Adventurer's Guild. Something about Gilmouth was included and my gaze was tight, so I still feel like I'm going to have trouble.

I figured instead of threatening you with a hammer, should I have asked Silfi to do an attack so flashy that it would be traumatic? But when you threatened me with a hammer, you had a lot of fun, to be honest.

I get out of my sight and take a breath. It was fun on the way, but you're tired of boulders. I've been on track and spreading my hatred and arrogance, but it could have been too much after all.