"Greg, the sage of the public (...) and your father... I think the Duke of Norard was a good foe (competitor)"
Wizard Ren spoke to Paddleshiff.
Slowly, as you miss the events of the passing day.
"Why. No one knows about your husband and Paddleshiff, it should be a secret..."
Combat Maid Robery looks baffled and cares about her surroundings. Lady Milica, the line is debating the "house of witches" that emerged. Fortunately, no one seems to be listening to the conversation between Len and Paddlesif.
"Ugh. 'Cause I've been at the scene of a couple of fights."
The elf wizard puts a grin on his translation face in his mouth.
"Stunning. I mean, who is Master Len, the Wizard of the Six Heroes, Master Lentomia?
"As you can guess. Mr. Roberry has a fast head spin. Oh, am I a celebrity, too?
"Hero. One of the six heroes. The most powerful wizard. That fame doesn't disappear easily."
"Hmm. I guess I should have turned into someone else more"
Lentomia pulls longer than usual real elf ears, at her fingertips.
"Mr. Ren! Um, could you tell me a little more about your father"
When Paddlesif asked for it, Ren thought for a moment. And I started talking quietly to bite it off.
"To fulfill the wish of you (...), the Duke of Norard fought without regard for his status, honor, or even his life. Whatever the means and methods, that's all I thought of you. I think that's what he meant."
"My father..."
"Well, it looks like your maid is in trouble any more, so I'll see you later."
While stimulating the boy Paddleshiff's curiosity, Ren smiled gently as he turned (hissed) the wizard's cloak.
"Shit, anything is fine! I want to know. I... fell ill and slept all the time... and when I woke up, my father was gone."
"... yeah. I know. That's why Greg wanted to talk to you, too. Though I didn't expect you to come to this game."
The city of world trees is full of charm that attracts people. Maybe that's why we made the rounds, Lentomia added.
"That's why I need you to help me with one thing."
"What?
"Clearing this game"
"Yes, of course it is. But... can you clear it?
To Ren's words, a paddle shiv with his little neck in confusion.
"Being an operator, I'm only a 'guide'. Problem solving (clearing) is already in the hands of you players who are part of the world. I want you to unlock this world because it's out of order and blocked."
"... well, I don't know, but good luck!
"Please. I don't know what you mean... The world crisis (...) was not once or twice after the Demon King's War. This playful virtual otherworlds is one of the consequences. And it's like the Duke of Norard's legacy."
"This world is my father's!?
"Subspace bubble absorber. It was nothing else that pioneered this extremely small different space. I'm the Duke of Norad."
Ren clouded his words there.
- It's a great achievement for the Duke of Norard, who was traveling a long time searching for your soul.
Although the magic guiding arithmetic, which is a virtual play now taking place here, is the creation of Grey's playfulness. Such a grunt did not reach Paddlesif's ear.
"Abu......? Ugh, it's hard and I have no idea. But I know my father did something for me."
A paddle shiv with a half bewildered, half refreshing look.
"I'm sorry, I'm the best at telling the truth by surprise right now."
Ren shrugged his shoulder small when he finished saying it.
and at the entrance to the square that leads to the witch's house that emerged between the woods, Miss Milica jumps small and makes a gesture.
"You guys! We're going to storm the Witch Hall! Come quickly."
"Paddleshiff, from here on out, you think for yourself, you choose to act."
"Okay!
Lentomia also walked off, following the back of the runaway paddlesif and Robbery.
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"Why, it's not a total attack!
Milica, the lady is wasting her time.
"You almost wiped us out by the river against the Golem Legion of Witches."
"That's right. Power isn't the only way to solve problems."
"Whatever you want."
Miss Milica is unhappy when the two servants hold her side.
She was a Milica lady who said that with Ren's firepower, it would be easy to win, but Ren said, "As the same wizard, no other wizard or witch realm (territory) will invade. Because that's the rule in this world," he refused to cooperate.
It's my job until I show you here.
Paddleshiff, as the representative of the party instead, was to step first into the realm of witches.
"Bye... me"
"Attention. Be careful"
Determine your will and cross a gap in the junction that has been made into space. The discomfort runs through the whole body. Still, patiently taking a few steps, the air eventually changed.
"Is that...?
The horribly dark forest atmosphere had disappeared.
Chichichi, and the little bird are chirping, turning into a mild forest landscape in warm sunlight. A cute squirrel rushes through my feet.
"That's not what I thought."
"Alert. It could be a trap"
Robbery following me from behind alerts the perimeter.
At the center surrounded by fields planted with vegetables and herbs, about twenty mertes away, was a witch's house with a round shaped thatched roof.
"Is that it?"
Going down the trail between the fields, I had eyes with a man grazing the fields.
"... Ooh ya? Who is it, you guys? What can I do for you, baby?
Are rural middle-aged men farmers? He looks at Paddleshiff and Robbery as he stretches his hips, and Milica Lady, who follows him later, in a way that surprises him.
"Um, this is a witch's house, right?
"Guys. You want to move in, too?
"To, move in?
Robbery pulls the sleeves of the paddle shiv that makes his eyes black and white
"Roofs. People up there, too"
"Oh, really."
If you look, there was also a shadow on the thatched roof. Looks like you're fixing the roof. The men are wrapping ropes around their hips and the two or three of us are repairing the roof.
"No way, are you from Liage Village!?
Aren't they the men who won't return while out hunting?
"Liage...... ah? Speaking of which, I did. Now this is Ora's house, Pei."
The farmer's eyes, as a trance, look as if he were dreaming.
"Hypnosis. I was wondering if the witch was doing some trick and he was in service"
Combat Made Robbery increases his alertness in a clear way.
"Look! I'm not being manipulated by an evil witch."
Milica, that's when the lady said dissatisfied. The thatched roof door opened and one woman showed herself. Beautiful looks are the same, with white skin blue robes clumped together in dark hair.
"Oh...? Those who were by the river? I didn't know you'd make it this far. But I don't remember inviting you, my guest."
The witch's expression is mild, but clearly seems annoying.
"Ma'am, witch! I want to talk to you!
Continued