I woke up relaxed and festive.
It was ironically God that he was the first to talk, healing the wounds of battle.
Excited to try to understand the situation, Festival I fainted and fell asleep as it was.
I met my God, a well-understood festival who knows how impotent Jibu was.
Then there's no wonder you mistake yourself for dead, and if you find out you're not dead, you'll be confused.
It is an extremely normal thing.
Then a while later, Festival I had managed to wake up normally and reassure my harem.
"Saiga...... Great."
"Well survived, I'm proud of you!
"It's like a dream to be able to talk to you like this!
"Oh yeah......"
Hapine, Snae, Tsugar.
The three of them were impressed by a peek into the barrel.
It should be noted that the Festival I remain buried.
I wish it was on the bed at least, but I don't think so, but luxury is unspoken.
results indicate that it is an appropriate treatment.
He's alive, so he should be as quiet as he is in therapy.
"You know, so, why am I buried?
Well, the Toronto Festival, I don't even know that.
I wonder why I'm buried in a barrel.
Normally I either fill every bucket or keep it filled, and I've never even heard of filling the bucket with dirt.
"I think I wasted my body because I ate too much peaches..."
If you were buried in bed, then you'd be confused.
Clearly, it is a momentum that is likely to sink into the sea as it is.
"Actually, Saiga..."
Being a person who knows how to deal with high fever caused by overdose of pan peaches, who happens to have requested help from the visiting Great Tengu.
That, as its treatment, it prolonged its life with the mercury of the sage after the acupuncture method and was buried in a further special barrel.
Happiness described them in disguise.
"Anyway, it's okay now. Saiga won't die."
"Well, that's good..."
In a situation where I can barely move, I honestly can't be happy with the offering.
When I saw the three of them crying happily, I couldn't speak of it, but there was something hard in my heart.
"Um... will you let me out?
"No! Master Saiga hasn't cured properly yet! Bury it until the witch road people are good!
Literally, you can't move one finger.
I wish I was unconscious, but it was outrageously uncomfortable when I regained consciousness.
But there's no way I could get out on my own, and he wouldn't let me out if I asked.
"Ugh, yeah......"
"Anyway, so. Saiga, you did a really good job. The wounds of the Arcana kingdom are not mild, but your struggle saved many people. Everyone in Bathrub is honoring you."
Snae, who struggled himself, grew up in the kingdom of the mighty but was therefore praising her husband.
"A brave man is... buried though"
"What, it's no big deal! You did what you had to do, be proud of it first! The boulder is the man I expected, my father praises me too!
"... I'm not such a big guy."
It's buried, but I'm frustrated because I can't move, but I still appreciated the festival anyway.
Nothing else, about life in this world.
"It wasn't all fun, it wasn't all funny. If I was alone, I wouldn't want to run away and throw it away."
You've lost to mountain water three times, you've lost to Fuukei, you've lost to Swivok.
It is a line of defense against powerful enemies, if you think they were always fighting an uninteresting opponent.
In terms of the results alone, it certainly wasn't funny.
Pleasant, painful, refreshing streak of victories, were days far from.
Besides, I didn't just have to do my daily workouts, nor did I fail to study as the lord of the nobility who bears the burden.
Still, it came because, as Majan-Harn said, there was still a 'woman' who could spit out a cry.
It supports me, because I had them who stayed away from me.
"It was the mountain water or Mr. Suibok who made me strong, thanks to the people who taught me how to do it... but what kept me strong was because I had Happiness, Tsugar and Snae after all"
As long as they work hard, they stay away from themselves.
That's what I knew, that's why I believed that, and that's why I didn't rot until today.
"Even after all this, they all like me, don't they?
"It's not natural! There's no way I'm gonna throw you away for trying so hard to protect Batlub!
"Yes, you did your best until you got this far!
"You're a proud husband! If you have something to fool around with, I'll shut you up with my nails and fangs!
That is the same thing for the three of us.
They answered their expectations, their trust, and fought to protect the city.
As a result, no matter what you look like, you can't be disappointed.
It doesn't matter if you know there are men stronger than me at the festival.
As a trump card for Batlub, as our own men, it was I who defended myself.
Much more important results have already been achieved than strength, more than rank, more than speech, more than goals.
"No, it was worth the effort."
Surrounded by girls, entertained, praised, whispered love.
I dreamed of it and came to this world.
Until then, I feel like it's been a long time.
Maybe the number of three is small.
But still, I was content with the festivities.
"Me too, if you work hard, you can do it."
I do have been given cheat abilities, I'm making harlems, and I even got a legendary weapon.
Still, I was able to feel confident that I was not the temple protagonist.
"I will be there during treatment and my life expectancy is shrinking again. Burial, it wasn't, if you dig it up. Oh, I'll prescribe another mercury for the sage."
"With everything, it would be dangerous to try to do something at once. Twitch, twitch, twitch, it wasn't, let's cure it."
"For the time being, I'll bury it. I hope you're feeling better and smarter. Of course, being smart doesn't mean being smart."
Unlike magic, witchcraft cannot be treated directly.
However, it can be extremely accurate and lasting to keep track of the person's physical condition.
The strength was comfortable for medical professionals, and the trump cards, formerly Japanese, knew even better.
Everyone agreed to keep filling in the sacrifice because the user would guarantee it.
In the meantime, it was certain that we would be spared time for the Festival, and conversation had been assured rather that it was a medicine, and many guests, including God, had come to the Festival day after day.
Of course, the nobility under the Batlav umbrella wanted to come and greet him, but sometimes that meant too many to say no.
Or festival. I hated it. Because he is treated like a brave man, decency is important.
"Hey, it's been a while, Saiga."
"Long time no see, Master Majan-Haan"
"I don't think so. You're my son."
Majan-Haan.
He was also one of the guests who surprised me with the Festival.
I know you're coming to see yourself, but if you were to come, it was supposed to be pretty late.
I didn't expect you to come with my master.
"Hey, I was also surprised when the heavenly realm passed over the sky, but hey, I was more surprised when I saw the dragon's body. Especially the awesome amount around Bathrub."
But Majan-Harn was also greatly surprised.
Especially to the effect that a man from a distant country who gave me his own daughter buried hundreds of dragons.
"Yeah, totally. I wanted to show my father that struggle."
"I'm glad I came to this country. Snae and you, it's like talking grass in this country."
Thoon had also come to visit with Hahn.
The diagram of a country's former king and his son standing side by side talking to the 'neck' in a barrel was a kind of funny one.
But the two men were turning their respect to me.
"Well, of course, I praised you most for being Snae's husband."
"Too bad I can't hear that..."
"What, you just have to ask after you get out of that bucket. The people of this country will not forget their respect for the warriors. I'm not gonna fight until I get that far and make fun of you for protecting me from dragons."
"You're right, Saiga. They say you can't walk out of that bucket for a while, but if you still show them the faces of the heroes who survived, everyone will show their gratitude."
Challenge the strongest sword to the strongest monster in your hand, and pile up numerous corpses that fall after a struggle.
Nursed by the woman she loves, praise not spared by the people.
Boys' hearts and minds, excellent here.
As one man, as one warrior, I was even jealous of the idealist.
Of course, it's not snuggly jealousy. It was very refreshing and refreshing jealousy.
"It's the treatment of the dragon's body, but they're taking one fang at a time back to Oseo. After that, they're going to cremate the shadow elephant, but they're going to keep some of it. I'll take one of them back and make it a legend about you, Majan."
"That's good, I'm proud to be your brother, too"
"And I can light it up..."
Feathered dragons seem to remain huge even when they are corpses.
As a result, the results of the trump cards were obvious to everyone's eyes, but they still smelled dirty and had hygiene problems.
Asking Oseo to remove all the bodies, it was impossible, so he took back only the 'remains' like a haircut for a funeral.
Oseo admitted that the dragon's body was Arcana's 'spoils of war', which meant you could do anything but fangs.
Well, if you degrade me excessively, that could be the war.
"Well, what is that? Really, well done."
Feast my head, Hahn was like my father.
"When you fought in front of me, I knew you were strong. But I didn't think I could make it this far."
"Master Hahn."
"Call me Father, though. You're a proud son."
It's a great difference from when we played a game before. But it would be stupid to think of this as a handful of applause. In the first place, in the Kingdom of Majan, there is not one thing that can be praised.
At least, Festival I was crying buried. I got praised for my hard work, that was a sign that fullness was not self-satisfying.
Even if you said there was no untrained or satisfied, I'm still glad you complimented me on my hard work.
"Father-in-law..."
"Well, that's fine. Anyway, now, kill your time. The medal was shown for the rest of my life, and I want to see my grandson's face next."
"Father, that's enough. Heki will be showing us first, won't he?
"I don't care how many people there are."
"I'm glad you regained consciousness. Honestly, I didn't think if this treatment was wrong..."
"Not at all. Unless Tengu is doing it, he's about to decide who the suspicious con man is."
Disuia temple dance, tempera puppet fists, mountain waters and swimbok.
Faces who could imitate witchcraft said with their mouths shut 'towards comfort'.
But it's actually observable, so I can tell you, from the others, I wouldn't have been worried.
Anyway, the patient who is suffering from a fever is packed in a bucket and covered in dirt.
In that situation, he said, 'What a proper treatment!' It would be too pure to think.
At least, both Bathrub and Sopede could not be relieved in any way until this was the case.
He barely drank or ate anything, and slept for more than half a month.
I was able to check my pulse and breathe, but I was half-hearted until I regained consciousness.
"So, hey... I'm honest too, I can't believe I'm healing like this..."
Recovery-magical spells, peaches, which are recovery items, and silver ghost fists, which are self-regenerating abilities. The festival I was accustomed to treating by them was, on the contrary, bewildered by a nostalgic treatment.
It does sound like a Japanese old story, but I hated adding or subtracting my appropriateness to heal with it a little.
"It's not every laugh, Big Heavenly Dog that happens to be here, so give me something good..."
"So... Mr. Suibok was just away."
"All in all, was it good or bad... it's true that it was bad between. Still... you did a really good job."
A father so close to him than Hahn was once again pleased with his son's recovery.
It's still far from complete, but I can regain consciousness and have a conversation, so it would be a lot better.
"Oh no... I just wanted to thank you..."
Festival I was remembering, about the students in the mountain water.
About them, whom the Lord of Sopeds had promised to get a job.
The same is true of me. I never lamented that it was a worthless endeavor because the Lord of Batlub had already promised me the future.
It was because they had promised us the future that we could seriously continue our efforts.
Now, I haven't heard what happened to them yet, but at least it won't be an unbroken death.
"No, no, even though I was promised the next Lord, some people can work hard, others don't. Your hard work isn't something you can do."
"Totally... I really, really appreciate you"
"Until the Lord of Sopeds......"
The same goes for Hahn, but when I get compliments from people who have had tough words before, I can realise that I was able to grow only for what I worked hard for.
For the minute my body didn't move, there was something that got into my mind.
"When this happens, I fear for the wise eye of your lord, who first made Saiga his son. Including, of course, the accomplishments of raising Saiga."
"At first I was just blind to talent...... but he made a good son of me. Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
Festival As I have learned, a man who can work hard, even if he dislikes it, deserves respect.
I could believe that he would also bet his full strength against management, a festival that literally risked his life to defend his territory.
At any rate, the basic government will be done by the surroundings, so if we don't even run a tyranny, we have no problem.
"But I heard that... the damage was enormous. Is it okay..."
"No problem. As promised, dragons are attacking surrounding countries. We can't stop making contributions, and we can sort out a lot of voluntary slaves."
"Besides... the Great Tengu Hall and the Great Immortal Hall are helping me warm up my old relationship this time when Lord Suibok returns. Majan needs a lot of soldiers, and there's no problem."
He only lived a long time on the boulder, and Swivok had strong connections.
Perhaps as a swimbok, he also wanted to take over that connection to his disciple, Mountain Water.
It's completely different for Suibok to go around saying 'I'm Suibok's disciple' after Suibok's death than for Suibok to take Suibok and say 'I'm Suibok's disciple'.
"Sansui, a disciple of Lord Suibok, belongs to this country, so both groups of long-lived people moved me. If you do, it was bad, but it wasn't a waste."
"I heard that. He helped me, even the Tengu who built the sword in the mountain water."
"'Cause I took you to God... I thought you were a man with no bottom or ceiling... awesome again"
"When God came all of a sudden, I thought he was dead..."
Even God knows Himself is the horrible thing about Swivok.
Though it is more terrifying to drag that God out.
"It was Takemen who couldn't rely on you to defend his country. Um, for one thing, I kept it decent."
"It must be... yours, thanks to you. Son, please rest."
"Yes...... but you can sew between busy times, so please come back. How many minutes?"
Like in Fuukei, Suibok came out and solved it all, then there is no sovereignty or nothing of the state.
Of course, the damage would have been significantly reduced in that case, but it would still be beyond the line.
I'm sorry for the loss of my life because of that possession, but I can't help it in a way.
"Oh, of course he's coming."
It's only natural to make time for the hero who defended his country.
Because, as Suibo says, it's always a lifeline to defend the territory.
It was my next job to make the people think that it was worth risking their lives.