Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

"Made a wine for me ..."

"Yes ... I can't say this is an adult drink."

I wanted to drink alcohol, but it looks like it is useless. I was told to lick the child.

"... I can't help it, do you eat rice while drinking fruit water?"

We have just finished greeting around with Father Nord.

There are too many people with long names. I almost forgot. I don't think it's impossible to greet such a large number of people.

Thanks to Nord's follow-up, we have done everything we need to do.

Then, Nord was quickly surrounded by aristocratic daughters and knights who were waiting for it.

"Are you still staying in the capital of Nord? If you like, why not come to my tea house?

"That's my mansion! Come guide to swordsmanship!

"Please tell us about Dragon Slayer! I've only heard it in private plays and stories. '

Oh, oh, it's popular. As popular as the rumor.

There are many daughters, but many men.

Although she is one step behind the daughters who are in close contact and aggressively attack, she boldly asks questions and listens to his father who answers politely.

What if the faces of the daughters at that moment were… I'm really scared of women. I don't know if any man talks about swords while speaking brilliantly.

Is it a world where you can't survive if you pull back?

By the way, her mother seems to be having a conversation with her wives.

She smiles and smiles and occasionally sends a glance to Dad Nord.

Do you mean that your daughters do not stretch you under your nose?

Dad Nord also notices, but he cannot escape because of the goodness of the people.

I get the fruit water from the serving man, and pretend to be another person and walk to the other side.

My father told me that I could spend my time as much as I want. "If possible, get along with other noble children."

Looking around the venue, children of the same age as me are forming a group and discussing.

Those who are proud of their high ranks and those who praise and lift with a smile as if to flutter.

Something seems to be too high for pride.

It's better for me to be on those long tables.

These gathered in the royal capital are colorful and stunningly decorated. The scent that tickles the nostrils is irresistible.

It seems that the noble people here are easier to get along with.

Would you like to get along with the delicacies of the royal city as planned?

I'm in a good mood, grab the plate and grab the meat on the platter.

Meat, vegetables, seafood with silver tongs ... Is this a shrimp companion? Though the tail is very long. Well, it's about going to a noble party. There's no way it's weird food. Don't hesitate to get one.

Yabai ... I was licking noble dishes.

The chef has better arms than expected. This is the power of the Duke's chef ...

Alfleet is attacked by delicious food.

What is this sauce that is made of meat mixed with?

Umm, I don't know. Thick meat oil makes this sauce refresh and keeps the food going.

It probably uses ingredients from the royal capital. I have never heard of such a source.

If you notice, there are few ingredients around the table around me.

I'm just saying, I didn't eat out.

It is the boy in front of you who is eating like a fool.

I've been eating with tremendous momentum from a while ago.

The waiter's maid who passed by sees the empty dish, clears the dish in a hurry and disappears to the back.

Perhaps the meal must always be on the table. Waiter seems to be serious, too.

Oops, there's no more meat in front of me.

This is my favorite. Let's save.

Then my boy's tongs hit my silver tongs.

"" ......... "

The gaze of me and the boy interlacing.

A little unsightly boy with his brown hair split in the middle. You can barely be a nobleman thanks to your brown suit, but if you don't wear a suit, you're just a blind child.

"Where are you from?"

Where are you inside? I heard it like.

"When you ask for your name, get your own name."

The boy is hampered by extending the tongs to be able to snatch the meat casually.

"Well ... you, Eric Silford."

Silford? Hahan, have you heard?

"Is the Slowlet family?"

"Hey, what's your name?"

"No, I don't know where the house is."

"Self, make me idiot!"

"Yes, Alfreet-Slowlett."

"Is that a baron?"

"that's right, but?"

When I reply so, a boy named Eric hits my tongue, rejecting it.

"Then yield, this is what I was watching."

And try to sandwich the meat as it is,

"No, aren't you barons?"

I will defend the tongs that have been displaced.

This guy himself had the haunt of the baron, and he started checking as if he were in the upper rank. What a cunning guy.

"Isn't the baron in the eastern country equal to my territory?"

"No, your territory is the southern countryside."

Yes, Eric's Silford territory is the southernmost country territory from the Misfilit Kingdom. About as far from the royal capital as the Throwlet territory.

It has been confirmed and confirmed by Father Nord.

What I envy is that the fruits are abundant and the territory faces the sea.

This is all-you-can-eat fish sashimi. Jealous.

"Are my territory ridiculous?"

"I guess you've sold the fight first!"

I and Eric make my eyebrows figure eight and glare like a thug from a close distance.

"" ......... "

And she spills a smile.

Just saying that it is embarrassing to struggle with such a thing.

"This is where the aristocracy exchanges take place. Fighting for such a trivial matter ..."

"It's not.

Kotsun.

"" ......... "

Our space has frozen.

"" Yokose! ""

The hands of each other begin to move with our mockery screams.

The battle over a piece of meat was cut off the fire lid and dropped.

I quickly play the opponent's tongs that are stretched the shortest distance and try to draw them to my side.

If you pull it close to yourself, it's here. The distance from the opponent becomes harder to keep than the distance.

"That's a little crazy!"

Eric notices my intentions and entangles them with my tongs, blocking her movement.

I twist my wrist and escape from the restraint.

The meat is still in the middle of the dish.

This seems to me like Princess Marine.

This dish is a castle where a princess taken away by a dragon was imprisoned.

Then there is a flesh and a princess waiting for help.

A fierce battle in front of you. A princess worried about the knight who came to rescue.

Meat << princess >>. This knight Alfleet will defeat evil enemies and rescue them!

But evil enemies will not forgive it.

When I escape from the restraint, this time I will violently push out the tongs and attack.

A silver sword? And the sword collide violently and raise sparks.

I identify Eric's onslaught, diverge, and accept it.

"Shhh!"

With a short spirit, stick out your right hand like an arrow shot from a bow.

It's aimed exactly at my belly belly, and it's two shots. I'm going to play my stuff.

I avoided it by turning the grip with my finger.

Here Eric's face is distorted for a moment.

No, the first double strike is a decoy! Is your favorite meat!

As expected, the third shot deviated slightly from my profit and was heading for the meat.

I sandwich it with tongs.

It seemed to me that Eric's thrust was accurately captured, but his opponent quickly pulled back the tongs. Eric grabbed the tongs and swung down from the upper left diagonal as a single sword.

I also oppose it and hold the grip and cut it off like a sword.

The noise is as if the silver tongs were protesting too poor treatment.

Eric quickly switches back the tongs that have been flipped up and shoots one after another.

In order to get the meat, you have to defeat this guy first.

Eric's eyes wide open, perhaps because I didn't think I could prevent all the attacks.

I switch from receiving to attacking and sticking in with speed and feint.

Eric takes it calmly with a familiar movement. Each time the tongs intersect, the impact is transmitted strongly.

There is no contempt for Eric at the moment, and he has a serious expression to be a companion.

Things that should just be careless!

Erik, who has passed through my barrage, stomps on his foot and shoots out. A blow that cuts through the air using the twisting force of the body.

I hit it on the side of the tongs exactly.

"What ?!"

Eric's body is wide open and full of gaps.

I stick my finger into Eric's nose and say a word.

"Light"

In response to that voice, a strong flash glowed for a moment.

"Ah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

I was glad I could scrape the meat as it was, but I knew what to do, so I took a blow.

Erik rolled over the ground and saw Eric rolling.

The unpleasant noise is the best spice to color this meat from my present day.

Let's forgive Eric's deafening scream.

"I'll have you!"

"Isn't it? Al?"

Looking back, there was a great anger at the hero who would exterminate the dragon.

Looking at the surroundings, the venue was quiet as if it had hit the water.

"......... I'm sorry for making you nervous ..."

× × ×

"I saw or now"

"Yes, Father. Looks like you have a good sword arm. The handling of that grip ... It may be because you are using a knife or dark device. The opponent was also said to be a clan of the sword, so it was as close as possible. ''

"……rim"

"Yes?

"I know that, but don't forget the last blow. That magic, the light was done by chanting destruction ... "

"really?

"Oh, that's true. It was just a light word. "

"What can you do to destroy a chant on such a sword arm ..."