Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

I heard there was a fight going on in the slums, and I summoned Silfi to check on the slums. Apparently, Mr. Blast is a downside, caged castle.

"So, what do you do?

Silfi asks me. I don't care what they tell you to do, I support Mr. Blast emotionally, but I don't think it's the same thing that I asked Silfi to help Mr. Blast. Whatever it is to protect yourself, the Great Spirit will break out with the help of a protest... don't feel any different. What am I gonna do?

"Yuta, there's someone out there asking about you. I was around Jude yesterday, not one of the people around me?

When I was worried, Sylphie cautioned me. There are indeed two bad old galas asking about what's going on outside the kyorokyoro from the slum alley. As the guards pass nearby, they are hastily pulling their faces in.

(Silfi, those two, are you the one who was around Mr. Jude? They weren't all galas bad, so you honestly weren't looking closely at them)

I don't have a hobby of staring at the nasty men and remembering their faces, and I can't remember their faces clearly.

"I only remember it somehow, too. But you kind of look familiar, and you don't? In the meantime, why don't Yuta show her face? If he remembers, he'll react a little."

Is that true?

(Then move to a visible position)

I kind of get flushed by the atmosphere and move around with the shit even though I'm not doing anything wrong. I don't have to hide. Expose yourself in front of the two men asking what's going on out there. Whoa, I got eyes for you.

Two bad galas wave at me in an atmosphere of great joy after I see them face to face. That's not a very pleasant situation. But, you know, you know my face, like Silfi said, are the two people around Mr. Jude.

Waving back as a little sluggish, he gestured to come over here with a gesture of gesture.

(Hey, Silfi. Those two, they seem so happy, but could it be that I was the one asking what was going on outside the slam?

"Come on? Go and you'll see, won't you?

That's true, but whatever you go from yourself, I have a bad feeling those gala bad people are calling you to go. I'm so desperate to wave and... why don't you just go? For once there are guards and such, let's put on the robe and put on the hood.

After dressing, he runs into a slum alley at a time when the guard's gaze breaks. I heard voices behind your back, but did you find them?

"Thank you, Doctor! Please come here."

Two badly galled men grabbing a gooey and a robe and trying to take them to the back of the alley.

"Hey, wait a minute. Explain what the hell is going on. I just came to see how things were going when I heard there was a fight in the slums, and I had no idea what was going on."

"Oh, yes, I was. Dr. Suizen. Jude's brother told us we were looking for a teacher. I'm having trouble finding out where to look, but I'm relieved the teacher finds me soon. I need your help."

It's a little hard to hear. Do you think that if you put it on, it would be a tribute?

"Just calm down a little, why is Mr. Jude calling me?

"Right. My parents got hurt a lot. I get a message from Jude's brother that he wants to help me somehow!

"Heh? I just treated you yesterday, didn't I? Why is Mr. Blast so hurt?

"Nello's guy's here to raid! I stormed that my parents would bust me, but they hired a cowardly helper. That's what makes me so bumpy!

... I don't know what it means to be pro bono.

"First of all, why are your parents storming?

"Parenthood. You always say that. Best of all - he's the first to go in! I was wondering if those guys downstairs would be brave too. Parenthood sounds cool!

Parenthood sounds cool! No, I'm not. Which warlord is that? Is that a theory that also applies to the boss of the back society?

"But you can't if you lose with that, can you?

"That's a result theory! Parenthood sounds cool!

... I see that Mr. Blast is admired for now. Um, in short, do you want me to help you with the treatment of your parents who were in return for storming? You're not very motivated.

"Doctor, my parents are pretty fucked up and Jude's brother said so. Please come with me soon."

Bad gala men in a hurry, as I recall. I don't want to get involved anymore, but abandoning Mr. Blast, who seems pretty nasty, also has a bad aftertaste.... Guess I'll have to go.

"Okay. Guide me."

"Roger that!

Quickly and quickly, the men guide us through the narrow alleys of the slam. I'm amazed at the atmosphere that changes with the galleries because I've ever walked on a big path among the slams. The place I was going through seemed like a better part of the slam.

Half of the stone houses are collapsing, and it's like putting wood on that part and forcing it into the shape of a house, or forcing the collapsed stones to pile up again... they're pretty dangerous when the earthquake strikes.

"This way!

Poke in the narrow alley in the back, guided inside a dilapidated house. Why are you here? Isn't Mr. Blast home?

The house seems to be furnished for once. The men began to peel off the floorboards as they circled behind the worn out sofa.

"This is a hidden passage to my parents' house. My parents' house is surrounded, so I'm going from here."

I've seen it in hidden passages, comics and lanobes, but I didn't know I was going to go through it myself. You don't know what life is. Float the optical sphere and proceed through the concealed passage. It seems to be reinforced with boards and stones for once, but by the way, it's collapsed and scary enough not to spill.

Hidden passageways are the lifeline of the moment, right? At the very least, I want you to be well managed. It seems normal that he was buried in dirt and sand when he ran away. Go on fast feet freaking out. Nomos, shall I summon you?

"Got it! Doctor, hurry!

I didn't have to call Nomos. I got through the hidden passage safely. The men blame me for going up the stairs.

"Jude's brother, I brought you a teacher."

Run inside Mr. Blast's house, being taken by the noisy men while the robe is pulled. Probably headed to Mr. Blast's room.

As expected, Mr. Jude was standing by in front of Mr. Blast's room.

"Doctor, I apologize for the sudden and standing. My father is a jerk. Help me."

After I lowered my head, they brought me into the room with or without me.

"Doctor, please help my father!

Mr. Blast, your daughter Ellen is following me. This guy, Vita, has treated him, and he should be feeling better, but he's doing it again. This guy's in trouble, too.

If you think your father is finally resurrected after dying of poison, the next day your father, who should have been helped, is getting bogged down and dying. I'll take care of that.

When I look at Mr. Blast, he is glue-wrapped with bandages all the way to his face and is covered in blood. He got hit pretty bad.

"A party of former adventurers hired by Nello turned my father into a scumbag. That's when the bowman at that party was asking how he came back from that poison. Those were the poison arrows, too. My father also took one person on the road in temper, but the old man of strength..."

Mr Jude says with regret. It's amazing how you have the guts to take one person on the road after all this, but how did you get back from that? You look at me worried, Mr. Jude and Mr. Ellen. My heart is not strong enough to abandon me in this situation for now. When I summon Vita, Silfi explains the situation.

"Ha, I just treated you yesterday, but this major injury the next day? You might not be happy if they attacked you."

Vita rarely lets her cheeks pull and say. If I hadn't stuck it in my enemies to my mind, I'd think it would be a little better. Well, you wouldn't like it if you were healed because of it but easily injured. I'll hold on to the nail later, so I want you to give me a break.

"Well, I'll treat you."

Put your right hand around it, just like last time, and Vita will treat Mr. Blast accordingly.

"Yuta, I've healed the wound, and I've restored my health. I also made up some blood, but there are limits. Tell him to rest. Well, it seems like we're surrounded by enemies, so maybe we can't. And I don't really want to get involved in the fight, but if there are other injuries, I'll treat them. You're backing this side because Yuta's here, right?

Well, it's hard to judge because I've never met a guy named Nello, but when I hear about his reputation around him, Mr. Blast seems a few times better. I nod and thank Vita with my gaze.

"Mr. Jude, Mr. Ellen, the treatment is over, so you're all right now. You may also remove the bandage. But just healed, so don't make it impossible."

"Thank you, Doctor"

Thank me and see how Mr. Blast is doing, Mr. Ellen. Mr. Jude has a horrible look, too.

"Mr. Jude, if there's been a dispute, there's an injury, right? I'll treat you, so keep people together."

"Thank you. We're gathering those seriously wounded downstairs, please."

I guess they were originally going to ask for it. Mr. Jude will show you to the injured man's room. I asked him why he was besieged along the way, but not attacked.

Apparently, Jude and the others used a concealed passage to ambush Mr. Blast from behind in a raging gap. So, he's confused and let Mr. Blast and Mr. Jude get away with it, so they can't even get their hands on it in a detour. It feels like some kind of real war.

Open the door to the room where Mr. Jude gathered the injured. Wow, lots of vivid injuries...... the smell of blood and sweat mixed up, nasty air. Hurry up and ask Vita to finish treating each and every one of them.

"Jude's brother, it's hard! My parents beat me to Nello's place and started getting ready. Right now, Ellen, your daughter's holding back, but she's not going to stop!

By the time I finished treating the injured, it seems that Mr. Blast, who woke up, made a move. You know, ready to punch in already... that's it. Time for a sermon. For once, I'm supposed to be the one treating you, so you have a right to be angry, right? The question is does my sermon, which didn't even work very well for juniors in the company, work for the slum boss......