Sword of Glutton Princess

"Could you swallow your daughter's escort? I didn't even read Lagor that Marty was going to make it this far. But this is the biggest gap he's ever seen. I know it's dangerous, I know it's reckless. Still, I can't waste everything Lagor's ever done or his death."

As Garlock put it, this was a one-of-a-kind opportunity.

Marty is a stomach-black, cunning, and cautious man from my point of view.

It's nothing more than an adventurer. It's just the part you see from me.

If you miss this place, you'll never see another chance to expel Martti from the city of Romaburg.

I glanced at Celia in the back of the abandoned house, gazing at me with horror.

Her gaze matched, and she bowed her head small.

He looked scared of something.

I can't help it. Marty's men killed his father and were on the verge of taking his own life.

"Okay. I'll accompany you to Palmgard, even after you leave."

When I spoke, Mani looked at me anxiously.

"Dean... hanging out with Mr. Garlock is that he keeps his eyes open to the military even after he leaves here. You should throw away your sweet thoughts. Sure, maybe it's a chance to kick Marty out. But that's why if Mr. Garlock escaped from the city, he'd do everything he could to crush us."

"I know. But we can't get out of this city without Mr. Garlock's help. Besides, it's natural that Mr. Garlock can't give up the terms."

I don't think Garlock can shake off Marty's chase for fleeing outside the city with Celia.

The power difference is too great.

But with me, Edda, Mani, and Garlock, it's never possible to defeat a magic captain with more than one of his men.

"Besides, you can't just keep running. If we run away here, we'll be chased from the army for the rest of our lives."

I may not be pursued enthusiastically, but I and Edda will no longer be able to act as a legitimate adventurer, and even Mani will not be able to open a blacksmith with a big hand.

Sure, maybe the odds are thin.

Even Marty is a man who doesn't know what kind of hand he's going to hit.

But still, I gave up my path by giving in to my strength and living in the shade no more.

That's what I swore when I took Belzevue's hand.

"Let's finish Marty here. I can't let that guy do it any more."

Mani exhales.

Then I opened my eyes wide.

"I'm sure Mr. Edda will say the same thing about you. He seemed very dissatisfied with the army, too, because he was more likely to lose than you. Can't you just keep me in your ass?"

"Thank you. Neither can I choose the means."

Garlock broke his hard expression and gave him a slight grin.

"Ma'am, we have a deal. Don't hide behind me forever, say hello to him."

"Yes, sir"

When Celia's afraid, she lines up next to Garlock and bows her head to us.

"Regards,"

It shows a little frightening, but it would be more because the army was at the scene of vandalizing the hall than because of her original temperament.

I lowered my gaze and met her face.

"Not now, but I'm Dean, and this one's Mani.... That was hard. Whatever we do, I'll take you to Palmgard and show you. Together, we will take the vengeance of Mr. Lagor."

"... Yes"

Celia bit her lips off and overflowed so with a small voice.

I regret it...... and I guess it's sadder than that.

I know how Celia feels, too.

Because it's not as direct as Celia's, but it's also like my mother was killed by the military.

I decided to stay in the abandoned house with Garlock and ask Mani to go get Edda.

Me, Garlock, Celia, they're all under military search. We should have avoided moving around poorly in large numbers.

I then explained the situation to Edda, who brought Mani here, and was able to get a safe acknowledgement from her.

"Just fine. That's what they always thought. If Dean hadn't stopped being so annoying, he'd have slapped you all over the city without all that commotion."

Edda had an abusive grin and so overflowed.

... It made me feel sincere that I'm glad I stopped being so annoying.

Now, this is how I ended up in a position to be seen by the military.

"I thought you were being chased around by the military and atrophied, but it hasn't seemed any different since we met before. Most importantly. You're a worthy lady."

Garlock said so with a bitter smile, and Edda was staring at him.

"Whoa, that's not sarcasm, it's from the heart. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's my pleasure."

Garlock tells me, Edda snorts with Hum.

"I'm not going to do it for your convenience or anything else. Until they decided to take a ride because they didn't care. Dean was obeying the rules of the city because he was annoyed, but Narc's warriors should not be allowed to back off while being licked."

of, brain-muscle tribes......

Edda is going to be slaughtered by the military one day, even without this felony riot.

"... Plus, you're not sleeping well while you let me hang out and take away Dean and Mani's dreams. I need you to make sure Sylvas and the Warlock admit to my wrongdoing."

Edda was a little shy and scratched her cheeks restlessly with her thin fingertips.

"Edda......"

"So, are you sure you can trust that Silvas? I have no good memories for the military."

With the light of the current language, Edda asked Garlock about Silvas in a spicy way that she could not dress in her teeth.

That Garlock also had a slight expression on his face.

"Oh, oh, trust me there. I hear you're not a Marty bastard. You were the one who originally used Lagor to grab Marty's tail. Ask me what's going on. There's no way you're going to point the blade at me."