The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

"Er, Mr. Eileen?

"What?

"I'm talking about a zombie crusade, how many requests are there?

"Um... three."

That's totally Beginner Adventurer's request.

It would also be a request for rank E if it exceeded ten, but it would not change to poor monetary efficiency.

But it's times like this that we shouldn't forget our beginnings.

Even a Rank F crusade request shouldn't be bitter if you think for the sake of this world.

I met Eileen here, maybe it's some kind of fate.

"So, where are the zombies?

"Huh, north!

That's crazy.

It was the South Gate exit that brought him here.

"The exact opposite -!?

Porch screamed in trouble.

Damn, this lady doesn't even have to know the world.

Just a little like Ferris? No, is that still better because I had a hard time with it?

"Porch, it's huge."

"I don't have a choice, hey!

Irene's eyes gleam when she sees Bohun and her grown pouch.

"Hey hey now what!? How did you do it!? Tell me, tell me!?

"Yes, it hurts -!? Don't pull your mustache!

"Mr. Eileen, gigantism is a privilege allowed only to the user demon. It's limited to individuals who have good magic control in their bodies."

When I said that, Eileen's hand stopped perfectly.

I didn't mean to say a word that effective?

"Oh, my God, then you have no choice."

What the hell happened?

Then Porch hit me in the ear.

"Master, you cared about your height, didn't you, Mr. Irene? I was wondering if that's why you were interested in getting huge..."

I see, boulder pouch.

You know a lot about maiden hearts.

After I hit Pong and his hand, I put Eileen on Porch's back.

"Hih!? Hey, what are you doing?

"Yeah? Um........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ No, did you try to lift it?

"Well, then say yes properly! Eh!"

Funny, Porch's gaze hurts.

There you are. I wish you had me on your side!

"Fine! Because I'll ride myself! Hmm!.................. heh! Do it! Mmm... no! This... mucky...!

Irene falls off when she grabs Porch's body hair.

Hey, where did your arm strength go earlier?

"I don't have a choice..."

Turning behind Eileen, I carried Drinium Rod under my feet at the same time as the leap.

Irene finally succeeded in getting on the pouch with Dorinium Rod as a scaffold.

"Huh! What do you say? Because I can do it!

Oh, my God, you haven't noticed my help.

Could this be necessary to provide educational guidance to Eileen?

I'd like to know why I came to this age as soon as I can......... well, you can't leave me alone, and I'll see how things go for a while.

"Oops!

"Huh!? You ride with me!?

Sounds tough to make...... here it is.

Porch ran to keep Eileen from being shaken down, and I ran next to it.

............... ran for some reason.

"Phew...... come on, it's the North Gate. It's a Rank F crusade, and I don't think it's that far."

"... no"

"What, did you say something?

"... I can't get down"

................................. rare kids like Leon, I knew it.

I glanced at Porch and asked him to disarm the giant.

"What, you should have had this run in this state from the start, wouldn't you?

I thought they'd say.

Even a standard size pouch would be just fine with Eileen.

"Hahaha, at first the master was going to ride too."

Porch is already in entertainment mode.

That's a pompous way to respond to someone you're not comfortable with.

Shit, I don't think I can expect Porch's backup.

Well, you can't even guess Porch's sense of smell, and I guess I'll look for him in the tunnel here.

............... is that it?

"Sa! I'm gonna kill a lot of them!

"Mr. Eileen, by the way. Don't you have a weapon or something?

Well, I asked because I didn't have it to look at.

"Phew, my weapon is... here it is!

... That's goo.

You're so gooey that you don't even make a sound.

Give Porch some help...

"Ah, ah! Butterflies! Ka-woo!

You got away.

I can't help it............... I'll have to do something about it.

I opened the storeroom at Eileen's blind spot and looked inside. but in the first place, I barely have a weapon. There was no reason.

"Ha, maybe a little big, use this"

"That's a disgusting color. It's better than that."

It's my favorite drinium rod for jihadists, though.

Oh, yeah. I didn't hear the key thing.

"Speaking of which, can you use magic, Mr. Irene?

"What are you talking about? I'm gonna be a warrior, aren't I?

……………… I see, this.

I mean, that's it.

I guess I'll have to teach Eileen some magic charm here.

If I don't... yes, I can't be taught how to circulate magic, and the space transfer magic team won't spread to the world.

But is this all you got?

If this is all I have, I feel like nothing.

I... What are you doing here in this day and age?

Master, we found a zombie.

Porchy grunting voice. Eileen reacts frighteningly to the words.

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"... Mr. Eileen, have you had any experience fighting monsters?

"Oh, oh, you've decided there is. Ugh!

Doesn't look like it.

"Never had a weapon."

"Oh, I'm telling you there is!

I don't even have this.

Then maybe the first monster was right on the zombie.

He moves slowly and his body is brittle.

Similar gools can cause this one to move faster.

"Do you mind, Mr. Irene? At first I teach melee combat. Do as I say."

"Why should I listen to you?"

"Please"

"... only once."

Yeah, this is how you treat me.

I knew you were more of a girl than Ferris.

I was with Ferris until earlier... I know he's about the same age, but what do you think?

"Zombies shake left and right and use that shake to walk little by little. They say this is to prevent everything in the body from corrosing and transferring irritation to pain."

"How am I supposed to take him down?

"My weakness is my head, but with my back rounded, I hit it from the front and my neck doesn't fly and I get an unexpected counterattack. The sure thing is to slap your neck off from the top or lift your neck from the bottom."

"Wow, okay..."

I also feel like I should because my thoughts seem good, okay?

"Huh!"

"Yes! Attract enough, then calm down and let it go!

"Eh!

I knew I'd like muscle.

If it wasn't for a world like this, I wouldn't have to fight monsters from this age.

Well, I can't help but leave you alone.

"I'm coming. Next!

"Magic is fine, too. And magic."

"Fine, because it was fun to say the current scones! And magic seems like a hassle!

That's crazy, huh?

What's keeping the magic away from Eileen?

Even if you look at her magic, it is obvious that she is highly suited to magicians.

What? What am I missing?

"Master Sagan (,,,), who just took the reins, is also very strong! I can't lose!

Ha, Sagan?

That's the kind of name you heard somewhere, huh?

Hmm?... Reign?... Sagan... Dear?

"Ahhhhh!?

"Hey, what the fuck, all of a sudden shout out loud!?

"Are you butterflies!?

It wasn't if I was sticking it in Porch's mess. Because Porch is bogged down from the beginning!

No, no, not if you're saying that.

Right, what to do in this day and age...!

"War Demon Emperor...... Sagan............!