Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

He arrived at the fishmonger while enjoying the delicate and delicate situation of arriving in the Kingdom of Beryl and walking alone in the king's capital. I bought several types of fish but unfortunately couldn't get the intended eel. Apparently, eels treat poor people like food. The question is whether you can get into it with your knowledge cheats or if you care about the slums. Well, let's look at the slum situation and think about it.

Walk towards the slum taught by the old man at the fishmonger. From what I've heard, they say it's insecure, so I just want to summon Silfi. But I'm also embarrassed to summon Silfi on a fast track, saying so much about traveling alone.

Do you want to change into adventurer gear in the shadows because you can definitely lick it if you're dressed like this for now? If the hammer is then held to a certain size, they won't be able to easily sell the fight. I'm afraid of ambushes because I don't have windwalls, but to some extent I'll be able to prevent them, and you'll figure it out.

If there's one problem, it's a huge hammer that could make you notice my presence, but if it's a distant country and it's just in the slam, I'll believe it's okay. All we have to do is get into the slam and fight.

Slam from here or... because of the prevalence of life magic, the building is old and the atmosphere is rough, but it doesn't feel unclean. The slam in the labyrinth city was also somewhat clean, and the benefits of life magic are quite amazing. Take charge of the magic hammer and step into the slam with vigilance around you.

Well, I need someone to tell me who's fishing for eels first. Find someone who might be easy to talk to and ask.

........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... I could see the shadow in the distance, but when I get close, it's moving away from me. I can't help it, so I'll knock on the door of a nearby house, but nobody answers. I have heard noises from the house, so it is likely that they are using the absences.

... Are you alert even if you don't?... Oh well, yeah, I get it. I'm in charge of the magic hammer I made up for vigilance. But from the slums, it means that a stranger took on a big hammer and broke into the slum with dignity. Scary, isn't it?

A place like a slum would always have someone like a face player. Given the speed with which the slums avoid me, they seem to communicate information quickly.

In my paranoid image of a slum, if normal people got mixed up, a few chimps would make it bumpy. So what if a suspicious person breaks in, responsible for a big hammer that doesn't make sense?

Answer. Surrounded by a lot of people. That's bumpy.

I've come to a conclusion! Mr. Silfi, help me. Summon Silfi fast with no shame or hearsay. I don't think it's easy to lose a fight, but if I fight a large number of people, a human mince will be mass-produced in a hammer without any effort. Zombies want to refrain from human mincing anyway.

"Yuta, what's going on?

(Yeah, it's sudden and bad, but wind walls, please. and explore the surrounding situation)

I'd love to hear about paradise, but that's not exactly the situation right now. The Great Spirits won't be a problem, but the Bells and Gina will be subtly worried.

"Oh, you've got a bunch of armed people surrounding Yuta. Maybe thirty."

My delusions are about to come true. You can't just go in there. You can't go in with perfect equipment. Slams are hard. Probably the safest way to get someone to refer you to someone with a connection to a slum, but I don't know anyone like that. What am I supposed to do?

(Is it going to strike soon?

"No, because Yuta is stopping, or the great one is flying directions and manning people with bows. Yuta, what's going on and you're in such a state?

Silfi has asked me as if I was frightened, so I will explain it in detail.

"You're in this situation just because you went inside. Should I have kept the hammer about the size of the other half?

(That's not a good idea to haunt, and you're going to get tangled up as it is)

"So is that."

Silfi convinced me too. Well, I usually feel like getting into a slum would have done less damage.

"Yuta, I'm coming. Don't worry, you don't seem to be going to hit me all of a sudden. And on the roof of Yuta's right-handed front and left-handed rear house, there are people with bows, so don't be surprised if they suddenly hit you with a bow."

(Copy that)

In reply to Sylphi, Zorozolo and the people who looked scared came out of the alley blocking me back and forth. Will you fight these people if you fail to negotiate? Good luck negotiating because I don't want to feel bad about the trip I was looking forward to.

"Hey, brother, are you an adventurer because you're responsible for all that noise? Could it have been a fight, but you came to sell it?

My uncle, feeling hella, smiled and spoke to me. The atmosphere is loose, but I'm afraid of something.

"No, I've been on business here, and they told me it was a noisy place, so I've been gearing up. I have no intention of selling a fight. It would be helpful if you could flush it out for self-defense."

"Heh, yeah, I don't know what you want to flush, but you can't even say that. As an uncle, I'd like you to leave your golden-eyed stuff and go home quietly, wouldn't you?

I guess I'll have to leave my golden eyes behind. When I get serious and leave my golden-eyed stuff behind, it's gonna be amazing. Shall I take out all the contents of the magic bag and freak you out?... all I see is a future that will gladly strike me.

I might freak out if I put out a fire dragon or something, but I'm going to crash and I'm going to break my identity, so let's not. We'll get the eel in negotiations at ease.

"You don't want to leave your golden-eyed stuff behind. Could you listen to me, please?

Ugh, when I replied, the curse flew back and forth. I guess it's for intimidation that you're purposefully chattering your weapon. When the hellish uncle raises his right hand, the pittance and hustle subside. They have pretty amazing control power.

"Brother, it seems like you can afford it in this situation, but could it be very strong? I don't think you're weak because you're in charge of hammers like that, but you're in a lot of passive situations, aren't you?

If I was in Japan, I'd be shaking my legs. But compared to the power of Fire Dragons and Labyrinth Demons, it's not that much of a frightening situation. Well, I guess I'm pretty freaked out that I think I'm a little scared in a situation where there's a Silfi windwall.

"Well, you're strong enough to break through in an easy win even in the present situation. By the way, I know there's someone with a bow on the roof of that house over there and there. That's what I'm talking about, so could you please listen to me?

Show off the information Silfi told you with a doya face. When I look at the amazing gala bad people, I feel a little good. You feel like a famous detective. This will help if you miss it.

"Frightening. But this is how I surrounded myself, and I can't say yes. Uncle Mentz, do you understand?

Ments are something that extremists feel cherished. If you crush the Ments, there will be a war.

"Even when they say mentz, I don't like to leave my golden-eyed stuff behind. But I don't feel good about mincing people either, so it would help if they offered me a drop. Yeah, if you need a toll, I'll pay you if you're within common sense."

If it's about 10,000 elts, I think it's a little expensive, but you can pay for it.

"I don't care what they say about dropping it - if my uncles give me something to convince me, this one's fine"

This way of putting it, it won't fit as well as I put out 10,000 elts. No, maybe it's okay. You want to give it a try?

"Yuta, do it already. Those guys, shut up with Peppy! If we don't get back soon, we'll lose alcohol."

Silfi, who was listening in silence, raised her voice of anger. They were just drinking the barrel of alcohol I left behind with the Great Spirits. Once you do, you won't wait for Dine and the others to drink because Silfi isn't here. Silfi would look beautiful if he stayed relaxed.

Even if I put it together quickly, I want eels regularly, so it's not tasty to stir them up and eventually twist them down with force, like it did in Adventurer's Guild.

Paying big money is out of the question, a drop where you can sell favors to the slums and have a good relationship...... yeah? Speaking of which, some of the bad galas surrounding me are pretty injured... I might have come up with something good.

"Okay. I want to go here regularly for the rest of my life, so losing threats and paying money is out of the question. I'll treat the sick and injured instead, so what do you say?

It's a little cumbersome, but some people are injured in front of me, and if it's a slum, there seems to be a lot of sick and injured people. Treating illnesses and injuries will sell you thanks, and you will have a good relationship.

"Hmm, that's a very interesting exchange condition as an uncle. You don't look like a church official, but do you belong to a pharmacist guild or something? How far can you treat it?

My hellish uncle's taste increased. Sounds like you have a sick or injured person in you. If you're this hellish uncle, even a slum seems to have a good face, and if you sell thanks, the eel is cheap. Send Silfi a sight of sight.

"Vita would have done anything if she hadn't died."

You know what I want to hear, Sylphie answers. That's right, I'd say Vita, but if I didn't die, I'd do anything about it, and it's going to be a lot of noise.

"Well, for the most part, it's okay. I don't have time, so it would be helpful if the sick and injured were collected in one place"

"Heh, as an uncle, my chest swells in anticipation, but if that's all I'm expecting and nothing big, I can't get out of here alive, can I?

"Uh, that kind of threat is fine. Honestly, I'm close to meeting you, so please respond by accepting or not accepting."

The men around me curse at me for being busy. I'm in a hurry for you guys. Mr. Silfi's expression hasn't changed, but he's upset about the atmosphere. If you take any more time, you guys are gonna get busted. Silfi's not a hammer, Conoyalo.

"That's right... I'll accept it. However, let me just say this, the treatment of illness is a delicate topic for my uncles. I'm not kidding."

The hellish atmosphere lurks the ringing, uncle inquiring in the face. Usually I might freak out, but now I'm more scared of Silfi.

"I said that's fine, right? Patients seem to know how it is, so guide them early. Also, it's difficult to get time, so please keep a list of patients who can travel."

"You seem confident, uncle, you're going to get your chest ripped out with anticipation. Shall we go?"

Walk surrounded by hellish uncles and bad galas of men. Silfi is evacuating the sky if he doesn't like the muddy space. Very jealous.