Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

Sixty-one stories, mischievous?

I got some of what I wanted and the shopping was over. That was pretty tough. Go back to your room and take a breather.

"Silfi. Will you let me talk to the guild people?

"Hey. Yu. Bell, garlic sauce"

Before Silfi's reply, Bell jumped into his chest. With that said, you promised to eat when we got back to the inn.

"You did. I'll get it ready now. Wait a minute. Silfi, let's talk about this after we eat. You want some silphi too?

"Yeah. I'll take it."

On the plate I just bought, hang the wash and place the bread with thick meat pinches that the Bells most wanted to eat. The old man in the stall said he had a rough bird roasted with vanilla in his bread.

"Hey Shiso," "Queue," "Hey," "Coo,"

Yeah. You're all so excited. I just saw it, too, and it's tense. The thickness of the meat is not hammering. When I say you can eat, the bells just hit a thick sandwich.

Bell floats fluffy, holding the sandwich with both hands, mouth wide open and bumpy. My mouth is not up against the bread size at all. Only about half the thickness can be scratched and the body is disfigured and spinning. At the size of Bell's mouth, this sandwich looks like a mighty enemy.

Rayne and Tamamo seem fine. They are both opening their big mouths and challenging the sandwich as a delight. Because dolphins and foxes have big mouths. You don't seem to have any problems.

Tulu calmly holds the sandwich. It bites like a small animal. You must like it because you are eating indifferently. Probably the most correct way to eat a tour. But even though I know it's hard for me, I just want to push the way Bell eats.

The spa sounded so loud that when I turned around, I saw a stunning sight. Silfi had probably cut the sandwich into small pieces with the magic of the wind.

"Oh, Yuta. What's the matter with you?

Silfi talked to me when she noticed that I was looking at her with a stunned look.

"No, Silfi. I don't know about that. Thick sandwich because of it. I think it's polite to wear it in both hands."

"Do you have such courtesy in the other world? It's not easy for a woman to open her mouth, so it's all the ladies of the world who eat it in small pieces when they can."

Is Silfi a lady? If they call me a lady's hobby, there's no way to fight me. Because my opinion is mere restraint. The detention of a man is blown away by a lady's snort.

"It is. Ladies need elegance, don't they? That's what women looked like in my world."

"Heh heh, there are similarities in every world."

Silfi said so, putting a small carved sandwich in his mouth. It does look classy.

"Yu. Belle if cuckoo"

No, Belle. A lady doesn't proclaim a lady while she raises her gourmet sandwich in heaven with both hands. I have no problem with it because it's cute.

Well, I'll have to eat without looking at it either. Hit a large mouth on a hot rough bird vanilla grilled sandwich.

The hard bread has a crisp surface and a ruffled bird gravy on the inside. I feel prickly elastic when my teeth reach the meat. At the same time, the scent of vanilla and gravy starts in my mouth.

... This is delicious. Bite the sandwich thoroughly. It was twice as expensive on boulders compared to other stalls, but worth it. If I see it again, I'll buy it in bulk.

Eat a fun, chunky sandwich with Wye. It might be a better deal than skewering in a way because it fills up in one.

"It was delicious -" "Cucumber," "Suki," "Cucu"

"If I see you again, I'll buy you one. I need to talk to Sylphie, so everyone can go for a walk."

"Sampoo. Delicious food retrieval -"

"Queue."

"Find"

"Coo."

He flattened out a big sandwich, but he's willing to look for something delicious. Drop off the bells flying away from the window well. I'm sure it's all bad reviews anyway, so I'm glad the Bells went out for an honest walk.

"So Silfi. What was there to talk about in the guild?

"Hmm. That's a reputation that's had a lot of things going on, but it's not all good. You want to hear it?"

"I ask, why do you seem so happy?

"Hehe. Because there are scattered rumors going on. Enjoy Hirota if you imagine what it will be like when she is active. Ugh. Yuta. Let's do our best."

The content is guessy, but you laugh so cute.

"Silfi. Didn't you get a bad personality?

"Hehe. Perhaps so. But I think it's all the contractor's influence."

I'm the contractor, right?

"Because when I was in my hometown, they said I was a good guy. Maybe this world is bad."

Because I've been told a lot. He's a good guy, but he's a little... I'm a good man. Definitely.

"If this world is bad, can't we help it?

"Yeah. It's a bad world, so there's nothing I can do."

It's all bad in the world. So I'm not bad. It's a perfect theory with no gaps.

"So, will you let me know what it is?

"Okay. First of all, I think the most important thing is that Gilmouth, who convinced me to quit being a kind, spiritual artist, didn't have the courtesy to sell the fight."

... Kind Gilmouth? There wasn't anyone there, was there? You kept your manners on the way, didn't you?

"Maybe it's information manipulated?

"Yeah, Yuta treats you like an unreadable troublemaker."

... It feels like I can't read the air or laugh at the fact that I worked in Japanese society, which is an essential skill to read the air.

"Who's spreading rumors? Gilmouth?"

"The place is Gilmouth, but you're like the whole adventurer guild policy. I've been instructed to share the whole information and stay out of Yuta's business."

Bullying is not cool. It moved flashly, but there was no one involved. You're completely isolated.

"A troublemaker who can't read the air to a con man. That's a terrible proposition."

"Oh. The only thing I can't read is the air. It's in the form Yuta proved. You applied for a beginner course in that guild atmosphere, handled with no expression by Ertina. At that time, the adventurers were convinced that they couldn't really read the air."

"Rude. I could read the air, but I just ignored it because I needed it."

"I don't think that's going to make much difference."

"Eh. I can't read the air and it's totally separate to read and ignore the air"

"If you look around, you can't tell either of them."

"... you sure do. Was that all the rumors?

"No. Carl and the adventurers who lost their bet on you have never been so despicable as Yuta. You think he squeezed all his property, incited him to deflect his bets, and took all his money? Rumor has it that Eltina was spoken and shaken."

"I forgave you with all your wealth because you don't want to quit the adventurer, and I took it for you because your bet didn't come true. That's a completely different story. I don't think you've spoken much of Mr. Ertina."

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not. The goal is to make Yuta a bad person."

Terrible. I can't forgive you, especially for dictating and shaking Mr. Ertina. If you could dictate, you wanted to dictate, but you didn't have the guts to do it to me. I can't forgive you.

"What is Yuta going to do now? You're gonna give him back the Adventurer Alliance, aren't you?

Don't look so excited. If I don't do something amazing, I'm starting to wonder.

"Hmm. At first I thought a lot of it would be enough to be active and laugh at the blindness of their eyes, but that's not enough, is it? I want more adventurer guilds to push me into trouble."

"Right. You can't be halfway. I won't reflect unless I give you a thorough reminder. More or less, the problem with spiritualists is that they just don't communicate in the right way, but even spirits seem to feel bad."

Was Silfi offended even by that one? The spirits seem to be able to mentor me, too. Just ask for simplicity without being cool, but I think we'll make enough progress.

Easily taught, it's going to be used for war, and maybe you could seriously make a clan of spiritualists with all the conditions in mind. Oh, since it was originally a contract of spiritual superiority, can't it be that terrible? Hehe. I feel very much like seeing what Gilmouth would do if the spiritual magician became very active.

"So far there are two things I can think of. Go beyond the fifty tiers that are stuck in the labyrinth and don't wholesale all the material to the Adventurer Guild. The other is to create a Spiritualist Clan and become an Alliance to train Spiritualists so that they can be more active than Adventurer Alliance. You can do both with Sylphie and the others."

I feel like it's for calculation, but when I hear it, I don't think it's impossible. The other great spirits are going to sign with us, and if we can't just go ahead with that, you can introduce us to the spirits that are right for the situation. I think it's going to work.

"That's good. They're both good. Let's do both. This is gonna be so much fun."

Both? Don't think they're both tough.

"There's also the pioneering of the earth of death, so it's hard to do both. I don't think we have enough time."

"Really? It would be easy to cross the fifty levels of the labyrinth if we were here. It takes a lot of work to train spiritualists."

"It is. So there's nothing you can't do? Well, but shall we do it one by one? First, an exploration of the labyrinth. If I could afford it, I'd feel like training a spiritualist."

"Okay. Heh. I'm so excited to see what that Gilmouth looks like."

I knew it. Maybe I had a negative impact. I'm sorry, Silfi.