Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

Leaving the village of Amazones and returning to the village of Linghua, there was a row of Rogers adventurers carrying a large wooden box in pairs for whatever reason.

What the fuck are you doing? So I approach Roger.

"Whoa, kaji. How was it? What about the village of Amazones?

"We've been talking. Apparently, he meant someone named Tane."

"Oh, really?

"It looks like the spring of the spring is coming from a child."

"Oh, that's what Tane is..."

"What are you guys doing?

"When the village chief is free, he tells me to carry my luggage to the temple. We're all carrying it because of the rice, but this is quite a few, and it's all heavy."

"Right, can I help you?

"Are you serious? Thank you."

He said, "I want anything but a woman, too, and they're playing me."

"Don't play with me for a second. Carry me quickly. There's still plenty of them!

Wizard of the Eyeglasses, you must be Mr. Hina.

I guess the box I have is heavy, I'm prickly angry while reddening my face.

"Bad"

Roger and I are going to combine and carry a rectangular crate.

I tried it and found out, but the box did weigh a lot and it was hard to hold alone.

"What's inside this?

"I use it at a funeral or something, like Buddha's equipment."

"And not many?

There are more than thirty large crates that people are likely to put in.

I don't think you need so many bells or a few beads.

And most importantly, there's no sound at all from inside the box.

If it's got a bell or something in it, it sounds like it would be a little more chaotic when it rocks.

I'm worried about the inside, but I can't peek inside because there's a nail on the lid of the crate.

My arms were pampered, and by the time I finally finished carrying almost everything, the sun had completely fallen, and more and more clouds were beginning to fall on the sky.

"That's the last of it."

Roger's companions have already sat out in front of the stairs leading to the temple in Batebatte.

This temple is also on a high cliff in vain and consumes considerable health just going up and down.

"Ha-ha-ha... the last one was the toughest..."

The last two boxes left, unlike the others, were obviously one big and the other not a wooden box, but a box made of beautiful black stone with a beautiful surface, decorated with gold on the edge and a sense of luxury.

What we can say in common with both is that it was so heavy.

I couldn't even hold a stone box without all of us holding it.

I am also a butterfly.

Roger's people say you worked for the meal, but I didn't eat the meal, so I work 100% for free without pay.

"Tired..."

"Thank you."

When Roger works for me, he hands me one bottle.

"Oh, I'm sorry. They told me not to eat what I got here."

"I bought that in Rheinhardt Castle Downtown, so I think it's gonna be okay."

Is that okay? And while I wonder, I can't drink, but later I'm going to do it to someone I want and put an amber bottle in my pocket.

"Then we'll go back to the inn. It's going to rain. Let me know if there's any progress on Amazones."

"Oh, okay"

Rodgers walked away thanking me.

I thought I'd go with the village chief, but it's too late, so I guess I'll do it tomorrow.

but I notice it wandering through my pockets.

"Ah... gold, Orion has it"

No, I gave him my wallet when I bought and ate because Orion was hungry before I got here...

I had no choice but to visit the village chief's house and ask him if there was anywhere he could stay, but the village chief goes out to buy out the city and tells his bloody neighbor he needs to come home today.

But I came back to the temple.

By then, clouds ranging from gray to black sounded gobbly, starting to pound and rain, eventually becoming heavy rains of dust and sand.

Evacuate into the temple as you become a wet rat, squeezing your groggy clothes.

"Ugh, Sabu. It rained and temperatures dropped all at once."

I thought I'd ask Roger to lend me some gold, but in this rain it would get wet in an instant just to get out.

I'm already a lot wet, so I don't care, but if you tell me to run in this rain again, I'll say no.

I give up going outside and decide to spend the night in the temple.

The temple itself seems deserted, so you won't be complained about staying for another night or so.

It's just that the problem is that it's super creepy because the sun goes down and it's dark.

The exterior is a fine temple there, but the aging is progressing and the decaying floors are tight.

A large Buddha's temple lined up with crates with me and Rodgers has statues of Buddha the same size as humans whose red rust stands out over time.

Thirty or so crates lined up all the way before that.

I would say obviously it's not just the contents Buddha equipment.

Well, what are you trying to say, neither I nor Roger penetrated, but this crate... it just looks like a coffin no matter how you look at it.

What I noticed was a black stone box arranged at the far end. That's a coffin used by nobles, no matter what you think.

Mostly how did the old lady carry such a heavy thing?

"Yeah, it's my fault, it's my fault"

I found a molten candle beside the Buddha's statue, and I cast a fire and lit a fire.

I try to go around the temple with a candle in one hand, but there is a lot of rain leaking, and I end up coming back to the Buddha Temple.

"... I guess I should have brought back about Erica"

Cowardly fluttered, gobbling dokans and thunderbolts echo the moment the picturesque and strong light illuminates the Buddha's temple.

The noise is so intense, my neck shudders.

"Didn't you fall nearby?

I suspect it fell near the village, but there's no sign of wolf smoke rising somewhere.

Many times after that, the thunder sounds and rocks me inside freaking out.

Open the notes handed to you by the Amazonas chief so as to distract yourself like that.

Open the recipe book on the red cover to check inside, but it contains a variety of Chinese dishes as well as a number of ethnic dishes, and details about flavors and ingredients.

"You even write about how you raise pigs."

I guess the person who wrote this was a pretty good cook.

However, it also states that there are a number of dishes that can't be surpassed by how they are stuck, and that they have visited a number of ranches and farmers in order to manage to surpass them.

"I guess he was quite the cook"

He seemed distressed to the end, but at the end he found something that only said "I have the best ingredients I have found" and since then it has been a blank page.

"What is it? Did you even find some good ingredients?

Close the recipe book and open another diary.

This one seems to be about a village daughter born in this Linghua village, who is losing her parents early, but not to mention that, she hated being bent, and was a vicious girl who even adults would opinion if she thought she was wrong.

The girl realized that she needed strength to do the right thing, built up her workouts, went out to the big city, won the martial arts tournament there, and used the power she had acquired to do the right thing, so she also completed the exam of a local civilian, and at fifteen years of age, took the reinhardt castle border guard.

It says on every part of the diary that you wanted to do it in return for everyone who had a rather unscrupulous personality.

He also seemed talented from the beginning, with the impression that his unusual abilities and hard-working side were pushing the mechanical girl up.

It states that she had been excellent in Bunwu and perhaps also in beauty, that not only the village but also the nobility of the province had proposed to her.

However, it seems that the Lord of this diary kicked everything unnecessarily to do justice and just kept going up.

Two years after taking up the girl's guard, she founded the Black Dragon Squad, a unit made up of women alone, and promoted her to commander of more than three hundred troops.

Do righteousness, crush strength, and help weakness. Think of your late parents.

The girl's smooth and full life was being written, but the diary ended about a year ago on a date.

"What does this recipe book have to do with the diary?

Immediately after questioning that, there is a thunderbolt of ear scratching and a vibration shaking the entire temple. Lightning struck the temple directly.

The lightning strike destroyed the roof of the temple and smashed one of the pillars of the temple on which it was based.

I can see the temple leaning because of the impact of the lightning strike whether the ground was also loose due to heavy rain.

"This sucks!

He tries to cling to the pillars for a moment, but half of the temple collapses with a beckoning sound.

It was a disaster that it was built near the cliff, and the heavy rain cut off half of the ground that was the foundation of the crumbling temple.

As a result, aging temples are combined with the effects of lightning strikes, and half of the temples without ground collapse freshly with beckoning.

"Uh-oh!

I was just in the middle of that collapse, and I slipped off a broken floor at a right angle and fell straight under the cliff.

"Hey..."

I fell under the cliff, and thanks to the wet ground, I was fortunate enough to just bruise.

It hurt all over my body, but it wasn't so bad that I couldn't move.

Wake up slowly and look up into the sky to see how long you've fallen.

You can see a half-broken temple on a chopped cliff.

Some of the crates that were in the Buddha's temple also seem to have fallen, with large boxes nearby and black stone boxes falling.

I thought about how to get back to the village, but I was also concerned about the contents of the crate.

I think if it's something I can collect, I should collect it, and I'm moving closer to the crate.

"Is that it? Nothing"

The lid came off due to the impact of the fall, only a purple cloth is laid inside the large crate, and I can't find anything that looks like the contents.

I'll look around and see if it was scattered, but I didn't see anything like Buddha's.

It was very heavy when I did bring it in, so I don't think the contents are empty.

While I thought so, I approached the stone box.

Then something rose from the stone box off the lid.

"What?"

That was a very bloody, blue-white-faced girl.

A girl wearing crimson flower ornaments on both sides of her head and Chinese clothes like a black mourning is staring into the void with a vain eye, shaking her body small.

Obviously things are going wrong and I hear something like a little groan.

"That's a bad one for sure..."

After all, you'll be sure to see that the identity of the box was the coffin.

I see it in horror movies and so on, just like a zombie.

An indeterminate focus, poorly blooded skin, a bitter groan in the mouth that stays open.

I assume it's that pattern that will definitely strike me if this is noticed.

Slowly backwards, but unluckily, I step on a piece of coffin and it sounds kicky and loud.

My heart almost popped out for a second, but the girl asks this one with her vain eyes.

But it remained limp without moving.

"Yes, you've definitely noticed now..."

Obviously, his gaze was moving.

But now I'm lucky I'm not moving, and I decide to run away.

"Sa, mui......"

When the girl squeals so small, she gives a bitter groan as she looks into the void again.

Q There is a girl in front of you who looks sure to be a zombie. She's trying to help, but what do you want to do?

A I want to be a person to help but I wouldn't actually be either.

I know the end of a man who helped a zombie.

I'm sorry, but I'm late, trying to escape the scene.

At that moment the cliff collapses again and a giant rock rolls by the girl's side.

"If you leave me alone, you'll die..."

Come on, don't. Me. If a zombie dies alone, that's a good thing.

What you're trying to do is start a class B horror movie.

This is the beginning of such an unsaved story where you're going to be bitten and zombied, and then you're going to attack your people one after another, and eventually you're going to burn everything down from village to village.

I ran, even though I knew it.

Forced to shoulder the immobile girl's body, she runs away at a glance on the spot.

When I ran to a point where there was no danger, it was another cliff crash, and just now there was a big rock and sand pouring down.

"One hair at a time...... is it"

I was terribly responsible. When I put the girl down, the girl was still just roaring small with a stare at the void.

"Let's just take him somewhere he won't get wet..."

I can't move at all even if I pull my hand, so I have no choice but to take charge again.

When we realized we were coming to the East Forest entrance, we put the girl down under the giant tree and I sat down beside it too.

"Why don't you sit down?

"... ahhh..."

The girl is just shaking her body small and doesn't look like she's going to sit back.

It's harder to find where it's not wet anymore.

Huh, I sigh small, feel something hard in my pocket, and try to take it out.

That was the liquor bottle that Roger gave me earlier.

"You didn't crack well. I can't drink..."

She said her body would warm up and would you like to try it for just a little while?

I think so, including liquor in my mouth with my mouth on an amber liquor bottle and my face in unfamiliar pain.

"What is this?

While drinking, I notice something like a piece of paper stuck to the girl's forehead, and I try to remove it.

With a yellow paper and a pearl brush, is that a decree? It says something, but it's out of thousands, so I don't know what it says.

"Haaaaaaaaaa!

"What!?

Shortly after I pull off the paper, a girl suddenly grabs me and pushes me down with great force.

"Hey, what's all the sudden ferocity!?

"Haaaaaaaa!

They hold me down with tremendous force, and they come close to me with their teeth beeping to bite about me.

Oh, no, no, no, no! That's the zombie movie!

I manage to hold my face down, but my arm is obviously not the girl's, and my face gradually approaches me.

On a neat face, red painted in the eye area, I guess she was quite beautiful if only she had a complexion, but biting her teeth doesn't give her time to think about such a long thing.

That's all I can think of then, blowing booze and escaping into a flickering gap.

I don't know if blowing alcohol through a zombie, but fortunately, I still have alcohol in my mouth.

As soon as I tried to blow my mind off alcohol, my arm would loosen and the girl's face would bump into me.

"Hmm!?

I bumped into him as much as I wanted, but he hasn't bitten me, but the feeling of touching these lips.

(Me, are you kissing a zombie?

What is likely to be that intense trauma?

Enough, I told him to spit the liquor out like this, and I poured the liquor into the zombie's mouth with a mouth transfer.

And I think if I leave at all, I'll be bitten, and I'll grab the girl zombie's back of the head and force myself to press my lips.

Kissing is not romantic at all, it is a super close range fight that desperately hugs your body so that you don't manage to leave.

I will never let you go. Because the moment I let go, I thought I must get bitten by a neck muscle and join a zombie.

How long has it been?

Is it enough to hold the girl's body desperately and stay away from me at all?

The arms that hold him down are getting paralyzed step by step.

The rain stopped, and now the moon is peering through the cloud slices.

This, when the limit of arm power comes, I understand the last time and my period of death.

I still keep kissing super close.

I didn't know this was going to happen... No, I didn't think so. When I helped the girl zombie, I regret my shallowness that you predicted what was going to happen as much as you wanted.

But I wonder what happened. A girl zombie who was desperately trying to bite me until earlier, but gradually weakened, and now she doesn't have to stretch to get violent.

(That's what you think. The moment you let go of your arm, you're gonna get a gar. You know that)

"Oh... Rene!

Hmm? I've been trying to tell you something right now, haven't I?

When I look at it as I kiss it, the face of the girl with the obviously angry eyes appears doped up.

"Oh... who, sir!

Who are you now...? I'm afraid I put it in my arms. Release the power.

Then the girl exhales all the time and takes her face off me.

"You who, sir! You think you can do this for free!?

Is that it? It's completely different from earlier, the blood is getting better, and most importantly, the light is back in my eyes.

What's this all about?

"Let go of me, you pervert!

I was thrust out of my mind.

The girl wipes her lips with gossip with her own arms.

"Worst of all, sir, for the first time in a eagle, it's the greatest humiliation to be taken by a guy like you, yo!

At the same time I'm angry, I'm in tears. I guess I didn't like it.

I can honestly just say I'm sorry.