Stranger’s Handbook

"You've had a terrible time, Master."

"Yeah, I didn't expect the borderline uncle to wake up... the old man must be shallow asleep because the bathroom is close"

"Heh heh heh heh heh heh"

Me and my master at clerical work amicably during the ex-mission without a ceiling.

Albert's fool has swollen his face to bread and I don't understand what he's talking about

Well, you're not saying anything serious, so there's nothing wrong with that.

"Besides, I didn't know alcohol was depleted in the fortified city..."

"It's a big deal that the Dwarves can't drink. We'll arrange it as soon as possible."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa"

I'm not a fighter in clerical work, and a bunch of dogs do paperwork.

Uncle Borderline said, 'Fool parents and children work. Washi goes to buy Kathua's clothes' and goes out

He laughed bitterly, "You don't have to imitate Sonia. It's not like he's hot."

"In the meantime, we have arranged for the liquor to be transported from the territory. I used the dragons, so it's going to be okay for a while."

"That's enough to sift face-to-face with the Dwarves' civilians. Zest, isn't it time?

Yeah, you had a face-to-face meeting with the surviving Dwarf kingdom ministers.

If I leave the rest of my work to my master, I'll speak up and use therapeutic magic on Albert.

It's gonna be a mess on my bumpy face.

While I was a little envious of my handsome face, I decided to head to the practice station where the old ministers were waiting.

"Thank you, Lord Zest, for allowing us to surrender this time! We, the ministers of the former Dwarf kingdom, follow your instructions!

When Mira greets Bissi, who sits in the lead as a delegate, a group of people lined up behind her also bow their heads simultaneously

There seemed to be no one kneeling on the cobblestone to disobey.

... Is that it? Is the Dwarves so submissive?

"Ugh, um. I don't discriminate on the grounds of race if I honestly follow. I won't be able to do it right away, but gradually I'll have them work for me."

We just snort together.

The Dwarves are artisanal, laughing 'haha'. It was a luxurious, brain-muscled image, wasn't it?

At least the Dwarves in my territory were...

"Don't worry, my soldiers will guard you to keep you safe. When the civilians arrive in Japan, they will also help organize the materials. Some people already have to work, but understand that it takes another couple of days for everyone to do that."

I honestly don't have a job for a while, except for a superior civilian who's been tasked with important paperwork.

Except for those responsible for grasping the contents, which would rather get in the way.

Because I don't fully trust anyone who surrenders.

"It was the intermediate officials, even in the ministerial corps, who asked me to stay here. I have trouble getting home like the lowest of them, but I have trouble getting them to work. I'm going to have you stay in the castle for a while. What, take your time thinking you're on vacation. I'll be busy after this."

When I glanced at Albert here, I nodded and made the Black Knights prepare a tall with liquor

You've airlifted a dragon flight from my territory, so it'll be fairly cold.

It was enough for the tavern to be closed, so you'd need some candy.

"I heard it's painful as a race that the Dwarves can't drink, although I'm not being flexible with alcohol. I want you to moisten your throat and relax."

"Sake... haven't seen you in days..."

"Will Lord Zest forgive the Dwarves?"

"Ugh, why is the upper management so broad-minded..."

"Thank you. How Lord Zest feels, I did receive it. Thank you!

kneel together again in that word of Mira. Together

This will make it a little easier for you to do your job after this.

Nodding satisfactorily, he instructed them to distribute the liquor

Now you'll be relieved first.

I honestly thought so at this time. It's me.

"Ha ha! Whoa, Grand Duke! Want a drink?

Until earlier, a Dwarf man kneeling sorry for the stone fold on the training ground banged economically and slapped me on the shoulder.

inside the cup held in the opposite hand was shaking with zero liquor not knowing how many replacements

"I don't know, Grand Duke! Don't you have enough to drink?

a woman who chews off meat in a luxurious manner should have greeted her with tears until just now

If you're sure of my memory, say, 'I'm a dwarf and I don't drink much... I'm embarrassed! She was such a frivolous woman.

"Ha ha, Lord Albert is strong!

"Your lord was quite good, too. Shall we do it again?"

the man shaking his hand with a wasting dog and a manly grin was supposed to be a clerk who was helping to carry the barrel of liquor while relaxing

That's why I was having a fight with Albert.

I'm laughing amicably, even though I've had his fist many times without magic enhancement.

"... how did this happen..."

That word that came out by accident rather than by itself.

It was supposed to be a feast to entertain the submissive Dwarves, but when I realized it was a totally sporting feast.

I don't know where those adult, courteous dwarves have gone.

"Zeth...... hmm, Lord Marshal. It's late."

Looks like Master Sonia has arrived, who almost called himself Zest on a family-only basis.

I coughed and re-said it, but now I'm not going to rattle you to that extent or have the strength

"Master, I can't keep up with the Dwarves' leopard freaks"

Don't call me a master where your surrounding eyes are.

That's the look on his face, but not the other way around.

You must have noticed my eyes for salvation, my master, who loosened that harsh expression and explained it to me.

"Oh, didn't you know Lord Grand Marshal? The Dwarves are inherently a weak, low-lying species. But when booze comes in, it's fantastic… it changes attitudes like this."

……

I can't keep up with my master's explanation.

What? What did you just say?

"Don't you see? Thanks to booze, that Dwarf-like audacious attitude you usually see in territory, etc. I drink all the time because if I'm not drunk, other species will lick me."

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

I know what you mean, but I'm not convinced.

I mean, that's...

"Do the Dwarves always live drunk?

"Yes, indeed, now."

Dwarves like young toddlers bang on the back of a master who arms with a Doya face 'don't look spicy'

In the distance, 'cause it's herbivorous,' and the dogs make a kicking face and yellow screams.

It was the moment when my imaginary artisanal, temperamental Dwarf statue collapsed with rattling noises and 'Dwarf-Alchon' was established

"Haha, ooh! Bring more and more squeaky. Whoa!!

Let's not drink with these guys again when Mira's voice sounds like she was drinking every barrel in the training ground like Todome

That's what I decided to do.

... Shall we just make him sober?

As the weirdly manly banquet continues, even though there are women, a word can be thrown from behind me that makes me toddle my tired body.

"My lord Zest, I have received a parent book from the home of the women whom His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gave birth to."

"Well... let's go"

Standing up, my feet must be trembling like a freshman deer.

absolutely troublesome, such as a letter from my parents who were pregnant with a toddler

He was forced to grab Albert, the master and herbivore, and head to the office.

... I won't let you get away with it, will I? Let's share the misfortune.