The Labyrinth Raids of the Ultimate Tank

Involving the whole town, the feast was held.

Count Touri speaks to the people of the town with a frankness that does not make nobility feel even dusty.

A short distance away, I was watching Shgor.

"Well, you can join the circle of people."

He pours a lot of booze into him and narrows his eyes to make him feel good.

My hair feels windy. It had a painting beauty because it was something that would do that in the night view.

"I'm so proud of you, oh. I can't."

"Really? You're pretty good at dealing with people."

Shugor is also so good with people that he can't compare them to me.

"... yes, can I see it? No, I'm... I'm actually pretty familiar."

"Really?... No, you're lying. You're still the same as you were when you first met me."

"I can talk to men relatively well, but women... I'm not good anymore... I threw up a few times at home when I decided to go to Mr. Kiglas' party."

Indeed, there are many women at Kiglas parties.

That's surprising. This refreshing colored man seems to have a lot of female experience.

"Do something, lord!"

"Really!"

What's making a scene is a friendly pair of vigilantes with a bright red face.

They are turning their faces bright red and saying that to their lords.

"I know, I know. Because the vigilantes are going to do something about it so they can get some rest from now on. Just try harder."

That's how Count Touri tries.

I'm guessing Count Touri does oh well to elicit the opinions of those down there.

When I looked at him like that, I looked at him.

As it were, Count Touri walked over here.

"Yo, Rude and you are the knights of the church. Are you both having fun?"

I'm sitting on the ground, eating.

"Yes, thanks to you"

"As a church, thank you for inviting me today"

"That's okay. It's so tough. I'm like a civilian who snuck into a tavern right now."

I don't care what you say.

He's still the Count, and he's in a different position than we are.

Really, he's not a nobleman.

Me and Schgor smile face to face.

And Count Touri has bowed his head with a pepper.

"Thank you for today. And, you know, I've been really, really looking after you. When I ask the people in town about you, they'll tell me everything."

"... that's not weird, is it?"

"Naturally. I know you all trust me."

He laughed and sat next to me.

Schgor guessed something or walked away to escape.

Count Touri, who was watching it, will not call it off either.

He wanted to talk to me.

"Sorry about that."

He's been bowing his head, but I don't know what it is.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm talking about the clan."

He turns around the liquor in the glass.

That's how, spinning too much and spilling alcohol, Count Touri is making his cheeks snap.

"It's hard to say if you can't do it all of a sudden at your age. I know, but I'm sorry I said that."

"... no"

I don't think anything about that.

Instead, I was glad you made that suggestion.

... clan, huh? I'd like to try, but what do you think?

"It's me, isn't it? Weren't you surprised it didn't seem aristocratic?"

"... uh, well, yeah"

I just had a good time with that attitude.

He drops his shoulders like that.

"I'm a pretty nervous person. Yeah, but I have to. Originally, I didn't intend to take over the Count..."

"Really?"

"Oh, my God, I was an adventurer until five years ago, huh?"

"... I didn't know that"

I heard that the lord has changed.

But I didn't even know the details.

He loosened his mouth.

"There are a lot of things going on. I was born into five men in the Count's house, but naturally I don't seem to have any rights. So I was knighted in my parents' connections at first... but I'm not good at being tough."

"... you don't look good"

"So the knight quit and lived as an adventurer. This still raises the A-rank!"

Show your grip so you can be proud.

... Indeed, there is no waste in his movements.

Your body is tight, too.

"Well, after working as an adventurer for a while, all of a sudden someone from the house came. My eldest son, who inherited the house, fell... and died. Well, let's talk about who's next. The other brothers don't have to take over the house as soon as things go wrong. Then we talked about my oldest son succeeding him... but my oldest son is 8 years old as well. I had no choice but to take it on."

"... Really? Isn't that hard? And all of a sudden, he's in a position like a leader."

"Absolutely. I didn't intend to inherit the house, so I didn't study like that, and I don't know how aristocratic I am because I have a long civilian life."

Count Touri shrugs his shoulders and makes him laugh.

Sure, he's more of an adventurer.

"Well, on the contrary, because it's like this. The guy downstairs is holding on to me. I'm connected until my eldest son grows up anyway. I'd rather not be able to work all the time. That would be easier for your son to do. I don't know when they'll kick me out. I don't want it tomorrow, I'm ready to be told."

"That's not true. Count Touri... I think he's a wonderful man"

It's nothing to flatter.

It's strong evidence that you can honestly show your weakness like he does.

"I guess so. I don't know."

Count Touri is laughing with his head on.

Then he got a little serious.

"If you want to ask for a clan leader, you can keep this town safe in the future, Berga. - I don't think you care about your son."

"Am I?"

"Oh, that's why I wanted to ask you personally."

He seems to think more about the next term than he does about himself.

That's all, I thought he was a fine man.

No matter how much my brother's son is, it's someone else. I guess you love that kid like a real son.

That's how he puts his head on, along with a nostalgic smile.

"And then... when I was kicked out of the Count's house, he wanted a place to go..."

I guess this joking smile and attitude is his talent.

I'm sorry, I've been telling you all about me.

"No...... I could hear a valuable story. And I'm glad you appreciate that, too. … let me just think about it."

"It doesn't have to be a little. Anytime, think slowly!"

He's been gleaming and holding my hands.

Then Count Touri approaches another group and drinks.

I'll get up, too, and head over to the Manicures.

Manicia, who has hardly ever had any alcohol before, but has spoken only a little today.

She's not very strong, her cheeks are already bright red. Every time someone talks a word, they're laughing to shake their bodies.

The look of it is adorable and healing just to watch.

Sometimes Feel reaches for a sneak booze, but Manichia is knocking that hand off quickly.

"Brother, don't look there. Come here."

"Oh, don't interrupt"

Gather everyone's gaze.

Milena brings alcohol to me.

"Look, sir, keep drinking."

Milena who doesn't usually drink so much, but her cheeks are red today.

The Moya Moya that was in me is still unsolved.

You can't think too much.

Receive booze from Milena and pour it in.

Feels like my throat burns a little.

My chest gets hot, then my whole body gets hot.

"Rude, don't look too hard."

Laughing at the tease, Milena suggests more booze.

I take that and now I drink it with my little one.

Looking at the ridiculously laughing town, Manicia came next door.

"Brother, I heard about the clan."

"... right"

"I'm sure your brother thinks a lot about me,"

... of course that's true too.

"Me too, I'd like to see a clan my brother makes. Besides, I might be able to help my brother with some clerical work. So I think I'd like to see it."

"... right"

"You can't stay a weak sister forever. I'll show you that I can work, too."

Manicia that consolidates her fists much longer. Reply to her with a smile, then close your eyes so that you can keep yourself in the wind at night.

We need to think about what we're going to do.