- Five nights later -
Continuing to make it in a cooking yard named Jail, I had horrible dumplings and truffles.
If this is the case, can you eat it until Mr. Leanbell is hungry?
Because the word "full" does not exist for Mr. Lienbell.
Even to persuade the Dwarves at heart, from one showing Excalibur (chocolate), Mr. Garmock no longer appears.
Apparently, he's eager to produce weapons.
Let's put aside copyright infringement at this time.
Tomorrow an Imperial envoy will come and the war against the Fennel kingdom will begin.
I know there are a few ways to deal with this, but how can it be the best outcome?
"Do you want to get out this evening and assault the Dwarves?
I think it would be easier to attack them drunk. "
Dwarves who have a habit of drinking alcohol every night are festive every day.
Even if we were talking about danger, they wouldn't even notice.
Is the trust of the poisoner strong, because no one is on the lookout?
"There is also the possibility that an Imperial messenger is a dark elf.
After fighting the Dwarves, it's hard to fight with fatigue saved "
I'm also convinced of what Tin says.
Even if it wasn't a dark elf, it wouldn't necessarily have one messenger.
He could lead an Imperial soldier here and mix it up with the Dwarves for reinforcements.
In that case, Tin and Estelle alone will have to fight through the long battle.
"We've always liked dumplings, so there won't be anything like selling us to the Empire.
Maybe after the messenger shows up, we should figure out how many enemies we have before we figure out how to assault him. "
Even though Mr. Fiona's proposal is easy, if the enemy was mighty, it would be difficult to act.
I think tonight would be number one if we were to get out of this more than we could convince.
"That being said, only Mr. Garmock eats dumplings.
Other Dwarves may report to the Empire.
In the first place, how close is the Empire to the Dwarves... you're asleep "
Estelle, who should be most familiar with the imperial situation, was asleep early.
Where did the two names of the rampage horse go?
Eating all the way to her stomach, she has a habit of falling asleep quickly.
This is just a lazy horse.
"Dwarves have a tough up and down relationship.
Don't say anything extra to the Imperial Messenger... someone will come "
We pretend to be asleep and delude ourselves because a highly hazard sensitive tin reacted.
Tips, tricks, and heel-like sounds echo, while the Dwarves are heard drinking and making noise from afar.
No dwarf has ever approached the night.
Do you sense jailbreak and only have security attached today?
As I closed my eyes thinking about it, my footprints stopped in front of the cell.
"It's no use pretending to sleep.
With the decamine I developed, I can get more hearing than the Beast Man.
I just told you everything. "
Mazui, to get out of this cell, everyone needs to eat a rice cooker and deactivate the poison.
Though I left the making and setting aside, it's impossible to eat out hot rice cooking right away.
If they spread the word about getting out of jail, the Dwarves could surround us and kill me and Mr. Fiona without escape.
I opened my eyes thinking once I was good at persuading you to buy time... that's when.
A Dwarf woman with a large ear named Decamine, about the size of a toilet seat lid, stood in front of her.
Definitely, she keeps making weird things crazy dwarves.
I can also call myself an inventor, making things that I'm not sure will help or stand.
"I can't help but be surprised at you guys.
There are only a few people who can come about my idea of genius.
Time is still ahead of us. "
Don't worry, Tin, Mr. Fiona.
No matter how long times go by, we won't be chasing you.
So stop pointing fingers like, 'Officer, it's this guy'.
Our destiny is shaken by a tasteless dwarf left over from time.
You can't stir it up badly, you have to yoisit it well.
I'll show you a sample, so remember it properly.
"No, you'll see.
That's quite an artistic sense.
Are you increasing the surface area and increasing the accuracy by making it larger?
"Heh, you, you have eyes to see.
I can't believe I spotted the secrets of decamine and have an artistic sense. "
As a result of Yoisho to live, Sense's Dashide Wharf's liking increased.
He looks at me in vain and sends me a favorable gaze.
………
Tin and Mr. Fiona's liking decreased.
I'm seen with scornful eyes.
As a result, I sincerely disliked Dwarves.
I want to hit Habanero in the face.
Miraculously my emotions have been read, the Dashidwarf of Sense laughs with a hoot of nose and starts wearing big sunglasses.
Note that I also wear decamine, so it is the best dasai.
"Mostly I know, but these glasses will spot lies.
Dwarves and people always measure special wavelengths from their brains when they lie.
I was just able to visualize it. "
This Dwarf, is Sense just Dasai a genius?
I can't believe we're really bumping into cutting-edge technology in this world where science is inferior.
Though it looks awesome.
"That sounds awesome (silly)"
"It's true, I can't see how you're lying."
All right, you just have to get through this in this way, your specialty.
...... Tin, Mr. Fiona.
I need you to stay asleep like Mr. Estelle already.
Every time I say something, it's hard to see the look on my face like it's going down. [M]
"Tatsuya, this Dwarf is the best Dasai.
I don't know what the standards are. "
"Is the structure of the brain also different from that of Dwarves and people?
I thought they were just different systems and talents, but I've never had a Dwarf without taste so far. "
"Rude kids, but they're both for real.
But I don't mind, there's only three of my understanders so far.
I'm not free enough to deal with outdated pathetic human beings, either.
Let me get down to business. "
If that includes me, there are actually two of us.
Just a little bit of sympathy.
"There's only one thing I want to hear.
I want to know why Estelle wanted to go to the fennel side. "
I get it too.
So one of your two understanders is Mr. Estelle.
I don't want to believe it, so let me check it out.
"Are you close to Mr. Estelle?
"Yeah, I'm the one who made Estelle's weapons and protective equipment.
I've also been involved in training to manipulate space magic. "
This proved that Mr. Estelle's taste was devastating.
Do something about your taste before you complain about the bear truffle.
"Somehow, I knew we were close.
I can't hide my surprise. "
"Because you're people on the fennel side.
Better to think of the Empire and the Dwarves as intimate relationships than you think.
So, how did Estelle end up on the fennel side?
You're blinding me in the back of a big pair of sunglasses, so it's bad to lie poorly.
But if you're close to Mr. Estelle, you shouldn't be pushing us.
Even if it's difficult to get into the company, we need to take it to a form that you can miss.
"I don't know what kind of recognition Dwarves do, but Elves don't do things that destroy the world.
Now, it is the Empire that is destroying the forests with allowances and gradual destruction.
The history the Empire tells us is different from what I know. "
"You're a good kid, everything's true now.
As a princess's escort, there's only so much you can do to get here.
But I don't care about history.
I know the story of the birth of a dark elf from an elf. "
...... hmm? What's this all about?
Then why are the Empire and the Dwarves working hand in hand to destroy the elves?
I wonder if Dark Elves and Elves fought to atone for their mistakes and still kept refusing to forgive them.
"Then you talk fast.
I did not talk about the wrong history that is being passed down to the Empire, but about true history, Mr. Estelle.
She was worried about it, too, but she just accepted it and got to the fennel side. "
"I didn't lie, but I didn't tell you the truth.
Even if she heard the truth about history, she would have kept rebelling that the Empire was everything.
I didn't ask for anything like that.
I want to hear all the things that bother me. "
You have bad taste, but this is the intelligent type, so I'm in trouble.
They push me beyond delusion into the sunglasses of a lie finder.
Even though Mr. Iris, who is already the head of the Adventurers Guild, said he did this kind of play.
You don't have to start over with Dwarves again.
Exactly. Talking about the inside of an elf is lame.
I can't believe the ancient dragon talked to me, because I can't tell you if my mouth slips.
"Fine, if I can't talk to you, I can take the place of another question.
Even if Estelle is the fourth princess of the empire, a child who doesn't listen enough to have two names: a rampage horse.
There's no way I can be bothered as much as I've heard about it, unless there's more to it.
For example, the Elves might have saved your life or discussed it with the Elves. "
... stuffed in an instant.