The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

While the villagers were gathering, they were excited to see Hermé reach my left eye again and make a scene.

"Awesome, in my left eye..."

"You seem to have the power to manipulate all sorts of magic."

"The second hero possesses a strange power, like a demon warrior and a demon warrior."

"I don't know if I can defeat that Daydan on my own, even with the two swords of the Evil Realm Master Kile."

"Oh, anyway, the second hero is amazing. I feel magic in those black eyes."

"Second, perhaps the spirits of your ancestors, Master Quinn and Master Rik, dwell..."

"That's right. You must have guided me."

"That heirloom song was true..."

"Cool......"

An old man came forward from the villagers talking with an admirable look on their face.

"... Second hero, thank you for saving us. Why don't you tell me your first name if you like?

He asked me to save the village.

Silver all-back hairstyle and tannic.

Shorter than an elf but with obliquely pointed ears...... Now I can see that an African ear decoration with bones pierces the earlobes beautifully.

"... it's Shuya"

"Master Shuya... I will never forget that name. Spears slaughtering the foolish Daydan. The name of the hero Shuya."

Heroes, we don't mean that...

The village chief bows his head respectfully before reaching out.

I shook my hand accordingly.

The other guy is a grandfather and not a beautiful woman, but I feel like the plush of his palm wraps me up.

He said it was one warm ritual of salvation and salvation, regardless of race.

Let the wrinkles, felt like an altar with such a face, let go of their conspicuous hands and convey their feelings.

"... I'm glad they helped. But it's coincidence."

"My word, Hero Shuya, I do not think so. We believe it is the guidance of our ancestors."

Ancestors.

"Master Shuya, we can only serve trivial things, but I want to thank you. Would you like to come to the village?

If I can't say no, can they float, especially those who have sacrificed themselves?

Even if we stop by the village for a little while, our purpose is the treasure of the Demon Treasure Map.

It's not a journey around the evil world, but I guess I'll just take a look at the lake and try to be as rude as possible before I travel.

"... on my journey, so if it's just a little bit of a stop"

"Yes, of course. I won't be forced to stop the heroic benefactor. Here it is, then -"

Mayor Fard walks out early.

And beheld the chosen ones, and their families.

They snort.

"O you all, thank you to the heroes who defeated Daydan! Oza, prepare the feast. Tito brings the rest together and confirms the victims. Take care of those families. Condolences are the time of the lake that gathered the warriors. Do it on the altar as usual"

"" Yes ""

The villagers, who received instructions from the village chief, scattered by their own judgment.

I also saw the families of the victims.

Naturally, I don't know if it's my father, my brother, but I'm engulfed in grief by the death of my family.

I don't feel sneaky, but I can't help all this.

The second hero, from the beauties of the second eye, us held together.

He followed Mayor Fard as he was surrounded by villagers who laughed and spoke with joy.

He has a smile on the face of the chosen family members on his side.

Shuya, I'll take care of everything, including negotiations.

"… does the master also have the knowledge of linguistic expertise to easily understand what is called an unknown word and what is difficult?

"Mm, Misty, Shuya is the Sovereign"

"I know, I'm a little interested because it feels relatively close to Dwarf."

"Your husband is also proficient in Dark Elf, Gnome and the language of the underground world, so he has a linguistic expertise."

Watching in silence, Vine, the secretary & assistant, is explaining on my behalf.

"That's what I'm talking about"

For a moment, about soy sauce.

And I used the potion bottle and it looked good but stopped.

"Knowledge, or special skills. That's why I know some language."

Confess something important with a careless, serious face.

"Wow... Translator work seems to make exploration work easier, of course. I wonder if you can read the ancient documents of the Arsenic civilization, because the exploration team across the southern ocean is also investing in the country, so if you know the power of the master, you might hear from the famous Lord Fluid Adventure inviting you. Later, I may be able to challenge the letters of the stone slab to be excavated from the unknown ancient ruins… the“ legend of the ancient sleeping princess ”who is said to sleep beneath the Perhekaline Great Corridor. Letters inscribed on Fadiq's" Tower of the Uncaved Lion ”or ancient documents said to be on Zeden, the black fog curse island that lies ahead of the lonely island of Amros"

"... Zeden, Curse Island of Black Mist"

Looks like Yui has heard of it.

Is there an island east of Thermalia, including an archipelagic state?

Lord Fluid Adventure, Misty told me, remembers... you were at Chardonnay's dinner party.

I was having a conversation with Chardonnay about meeting the king back from the southern ocean or something.

"The legend of the ancient Dwarf kingdom in the ruins of Rothschmeyer." You might also be able to find out about the “ancient ruins” of the Gordix Desert and the “giant civilization” of Loroliza... "

Tell me if Misty is excited or excited to bite her nails.

I also feel like I was whispering a series of shits at the end of the story, but I didn't point it out.

She is a teacher, but also an adventurer.

Intellectual curiosity seems to have been stimulated.

Speaking of which...... there is a description of giant civilization in the chapter Kuna had, and a country named Loroliza has emerged.

Besides, the name of the same country appeared in the labyrinth tale with the adventurer Zaj, who was arrowed to his knees.

Is Loroliza north of Heslifart, the religious state?

It's a pretty northern country, isn't it?

Ma, a country closer than a distant country.

Shake the topic of the nearby Perheca line you are actually experiencing.

"... I've dived once in the Perheca Line Grand Corridor"

"Oh, me, I've heard before that Shuya was doing adventurous activities in the east"

"Sort of from around Fadikh, the king's capital of the Leften kingdom."

That sky-high, continuing unarmed lion tower.

During this time, I didn't see it when I went out into space.

Well, I was excited then, but I was surprised to see some strange alien creatures...

As I continued to walk through the conversation remembering old and recent events, I could see a simple barrier made of wood and a settlement adjacent to a blue and white lake.

There are holes all over the wall, and there are traces of vivid blood.

"This is the village of Ragni."

"Nah."

With one leg as the black cat (Rollo) squeaks, tapping on his shoulder to react.

The nose wings of the small nose also widened and narrowed repeatedly.

What? Let me tell you something, are you worried about the smell?

Or are those wooden walls full of claws?

He grins lightly and strokes the head of the black cat (Lolo) before diving into the village through the wooden gates.

Follow the village chief on the rail of the conductor leading to the center of the miserable village.

On the right is a wooden dock arranged in the form of a stick-out on a large lake, lined with numerous fishing boats and fishing boats.

The lights float above the lake, as the cold stars glow, one by one, like a gathering of intentions.

It's a lakeshore landscape I've never seen before.

But it made me feel like a window landscape.

The color of the lake pours into the chest window.

In front was a wooden desk lined with throwing spears, large shields, fishing rods, wreckage of nets used for plain-net fishing, seaweed, anchovies, horned cannonfish, hawthorn, squid, open fish and dried fish like magpie openings.

Countless signs of magic vegetables can be felt from the lake.

Fish, monsters?

"The magic dots it, so it's not just the fish that live there,"

"Uh-huh. We're not going in that lake."

"Yes."

The hermetically of the ever-dark water spirits, though, you'd want to do a water bath or something.

There came a black cat (Rollo) slapping me on the shoulder.

"Lolo, you can't eat this dried food."

"Ng, hey"

A black cat (lolo) with a mixed throat but ringing in a nasty reply.

That dried fish ate it. I do, but now I ask you to be patient.

To the left of the village you can see Marutai hanging from a rope rope.

Some puppets were made of leather bags and leatherstrings.

I know that apparatus, the village warriors use it for training, but I miss it......

Reminds me of my intense training years in [Training Path].

The ultimate in avoiding rotation around my toenails was the intense training of woodworkers, marutai, and rope nets in [the training path].

There are houses on the other left.

It was decorated on the gateway with fish heads like discolored straw chrysanthemums and cetaceans stabbed in the branches.

Though the head of the pigeon is also said to be from faith, there seems to be a unique faith in the region.

I can also see something like a stool bucket with dirty floors and a bad smell.

There are many straw roofs, but I can see that the walls are made of solid wood.

Especially the thick pillars are splendid.

I can tell that there are specialists, furniture and homemakers in this village.

Only the barrier leading from the entrance at the edge of the village......

Similar to around the entrance, with a number of brand-new holes empty.

I was anxious about the village's ability to defend itself because some of the areas were heavily damaged.

There are also places where the fence is flying out and the atmosphere as an old-fashioned village......

In the heart of the village there was a rocky altar, and above it there was an altar that looked particularly like it.

The altar is a beautiful jade table in shades mixed with purple and white.

Staring with Magic Eye, instead of feeling the magic, I could see it stretching loosely from its altar itself to the great lake on the right with a band of Aurora, curtain-like magic.

... strange. I guess there's some connection to the lake.

There is nothing like a child spirit, but if this altar had existed on earth, in Selah, there might have been many child spirits.

The Jade Stone Altar, with its many candles, has a purple statue.

But they're not celebrating the statue.

In the centre, between the statues, there is a great blur.

To judge by the size of that smudge... the treasure we took from the goblins.

It was thought to be the same size as a white crystal ball.

"... that altar, called the palpable blur in the middle, could be"

"Yes, that's likely"

"Mmm, Shuya, you're giving it back?

"Probably, since I heard the story."

I walk after the village chief with a conversation that made me have that inclusion.

If the crystal ball that should be delivered to that position is the treasure of Daydan that we have acquired, we will return it to the village chief later.

That treasure, the power of the families who took it back to earth, may be of some use to me.

I won't do that.

There may be a world line somewhere in the quantum world for the future route that made that choice......

An infinite choice of quantum superimposition, MIW hypothesis, parallel worlds….

I can't help thinking about it on a global hypothesis, but thinking about it, Mr. Village Chief stops the big house leg and looks back.

"Come on, it's this house. Come inside, heroes."

A gentle face with a third eye butt down.

The front door shelter in front of the introduced house is long. I don't know if it's a religious reason, but it has vertical bone decorations placed, not fish heads.

The ground was covered with blue and black stones like Nazhi Black.

The blue and black stone skin looks glossy, so it also looks like a gem.

From this doorway, it's probably the biggest and most luxurious house in this village.

Proceeding through the wind-blown doorway, a beautiful flowerbed was greeted by a small sandalwood wood staircase and a terrace to the left and right.

stairs, so I thought I'd lift Eva.

"Mm, it's okay."

She puts an angel smile on her face and raises her thin hand.

As it is, it releases purple magic from the whole body.

When wrapped in purple magic, the Magic Wheelchair floats and travels through the air.

She lands with a wooden wheel on top of the hallway where the polished boards lead, and moves on.

I wonder if she'd be happy if she developed rubber. There may be some reincarnator looking for a rubber tree to commercialize.

"I'm already showing kindness in the details."

Rebecca swells her cheeks cute.

Shiragana. And I think to myself, Rebecca's usual reaction, the other chosen family members were laughing.

Looking up the stairs at Eva's back as she proceeded, she was led to the large hall where a large number of guests with blowouts on the ceiling could be welcomed from among the boards with the scenic walls like the old doors.

The large hall was decorated with bone decorations everywhere.

I hear there's a clever plastic surgeon in the village.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please sit here and rest. I'll bring you a drink now."

"Yes, then -"

I'll sit in my seat after I look at my family and tell them to sit down.

The sighted relatives also read the air and sat in their seats.

Soon the liquor that had been poured into the wooden cylinder cup is brought.

Bringing that cup to your mouth and drinking alcohol, the village chief tells you about the village of Ragni and the lake, your ancestors, ghosts wrapped up in strange lakes, the battle between demons and evil tribes, and the head insisting that you were fighting the demon king class in New World is the occassional second race, and the other cities for a long time.

When he tried to tell Mr. Fard, the village chief, about the treasure at heart, a dish of porcelain fish was brought to his chest so that the young people could hold the third sisters at the head.

Fish and egg pie? Pie is soft and I love it religiously. It is topped with bread ears.

Looks like this village's own dish. Tension increases.

They carried not only fish dishes, but also bottled drinks with warm liquor, purple vegetables, and steaks that seemed to be based on boiled beef with cow tongues and delicious beef eaten like every day in the meadows.

"Is this meat from the meadow?

I saw the cow steak lined up at my desk and my gaze nailed and listened.

"Oh, just so you know, grace of the meadow, you boiled gnarly BBQ and tongue"

That's the name Gunigni, the giant cow who was walking our way through the meadow.

"Give me that giant beast?

"Yes, you're right, Gunigni's beast is that giant. It takes dozens of warriors to hunt that whole thing... it takes time and effort to defeat it. Meat as well as bones can be a valuable source of income for us. Because, as I can see in my ears, Ragni's bone decorations are a little famous."

African bone decorations and precious meat dishes?

The surface of the meat is filled with clear oil sauce-like objects and is filled with daisy flower-like objects.

Sashimi! And I don't have any scratches.

"Such meat dishes..."

"Naturally. Because it's a thank you to the hero. I rarely eat at festivals and offerings. Our feelings will be caged meat dishes."

Okay, I'll take it.

I almost bow my head unintentionally, but I don't bow my head, I smile without difficulty, even if it makes me care over there.

When the village chief also responded with a smile, he was drinking.

Mr. Village Chief doesn't understand. In the words above, in the words of the people,

"So everyone, you may be tired of meat, but it seems to be the best meat dish in this village of Ragni. Let's have it."

Encourage everyone who was listening in silence to eat something that looks delicious.

"Yes."

"I'll take it."

"Yes. Nothing, I'm not tired of it, so it's okay. Because you've noticed lately that eating a lot doesn't make you fat, right?

Rebecca turns her face to Eva with a smile on her garlic.

"Mm, Rebecca the sweet king. I brought it, I ate just one egg treat, but I'm not fat."

"Well, I gave Eva a little of it."

"Mm, I forgot."

Eva smiles.

Speaking of which, that's where you were eating while walking in the meadows like you were eating potatoes. Rebecca is.

They are chosen to have such a conversation and their families eat.

I thought I would also eat the delicious dishes of meat and fish placed at the desk in front of me, of course, the black cat (Lolo), so I split the meat cut on the plate the fish rode on.

"Eating up, Mr. Lolo. You're gonna eat, too, aren't you?

"Nah."

The black cat (Lolo) on his shoulder rings, then rides on the desk, moves his nose and smells the smell of the fish dish he divides, and eats it.

"Nnh, nya, nya"

He didn't transform, but he's using his back teeth and tilting his face diagonally, chewing meat for a mess.

Ha, eat it like it tastes good.

I also carry the roasted gnogni meat to my mouth, which is expected to have a simple taste.

Still meat from giant cows eaten in the meadows.

Still toothy, but its flesh softens on the second bite......

The flavour that I thought was refreshing and simple was different.

It seems to be a sauce for meat that gives a rich, somewhat aromatic sense of history. I don't know because it is transparent in colour, but there may be spices unique to the region.

The ingredients are the same, but the way they are cooked changes the dishes so much.

The boiled beef tongue is YUM, YUM! Delicious!

It is soft and soft from the beginning. Texture that can be eaten only by the tongue.

I don't know what vegetables are for the sauce, but it was sappy flavored and delicious, unlike steak.

Next up is the fish and egg pie.

Looks like they're using the fish that got rid of the bones.

Eggs and some kind of dried fruit? I don't know about spices. It also has a rich cream-based flavour. The vessel is also porcelain and it fits perfectly.

But it can be described as an unknown dish, a cultural affront to the evil world Herrone.

Yummy...... happy. Everyone smiles.

Rebecca holding her cheeks with both hands and calling them delicious ~.

I also drink turbidity and eat meat and vegetables.

When I kept drinking and emptied the wooden cup, a third beauty in a sailboat-like piece came to my side and gave me an audience.

The way you pour it in line reminds me of my old valet Cheri.

Are you working hard on the Heka Trail, and my friend Kish...

That short green braided hair.

The feeling of hair sticking out reminds me of a tall, beautiful elf.

Is she able to create her hometown?

I used to smile and continue my conversation with the beauty remembering what a broken up friend looked like.

"How about tonight, fellow..."

The third beauty told me that, but I say no.

I don't dictate because I'm in a celebratory seat. Breast Study Group, I can hear the devil's voice coming from my brain that I should take it religiously, but I'm patient.

Plus, I'll add flowers to the brocade, but I have a lot of beauties on my side.

When the third beauty, who unfortunately leaned over her face, showed her white, refreshing bare feet and left, Vine, who instead had equally refreshing skin, gave her an exaggeration.

"Master, I'm with you tonight."

A word to the boss. He was listening.

Slightly murky for healthy words while moisturizing silver colored eyes......

Never, Monsieur, not murky, not Monsieur Kama or O, made me curious about the real murky.

But this place is full of celebratory seats, a word of Shinobi.

Plus Yui, Rebecca and Misty came by to pour the liquor so they could compete.

The understandable cute ladies, but look at the glorious air and the troubled woman's face, especially Yui and Rebecca's disgusting face with a thin bracketed feel... Monsieur, the murmur will rise again.

As he managed to remain in a state of ninja and continued his conversation after a meal in a soothing manner, he was to hear the continuation of earlier from the village chief, who was blushing his face in attendance.

"Is it an ambush of the Godlin tribe, the villagers?

"A few people were killed, but it looked like a specialist ambush unit over there, and they immediately retreated when they took away the object of interest, the treasure of Daydan"

The leader with the Godlin's righteous face seemed brilliant.

"The treasure was taken and we tried to rush after the Godlin, but the foolish Daydan, who lives on Lake Igni, emerged from the lake with the power of the treasure gone, leaving our village..."

"So you were facing the giant monster Daydan"

If we were too late... it might have been a different fate.

"Yes, Master Shuya, if a line can't be on the spot by chance, by now it will have terrible consequences..."

The village chief says at last.

But I'm glad they helped.

He fed me this delicious unknown dish.

"I have no treasure, so I don't know when, again, Daydan's chemicals will show up from the lake..."

The village chief lowered his gaze and made his complexion worse.

It's difficult, but tell me about the treasure.

"I'm afraid I have something important to tell you about that..."

"Is that an important story?

The third mayor, huh? I came up with the face of the question.

"Yeah, yes -"

You'd be surprised, but there, out of the item box, take what seems like a treasure.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

After all, the village chief has three eyes open.

He was stretching his arms to the left and right to show off the face art of Reaction Artist Face Loss.

"Mayor! Daydan's treasure!

"Wow!

"I give you back this white crystal ball"

"Oh, thank you. I didn't know you had even taken the village treasure back from the Godlin... Master Shuya, what a thank you we have to say..."

The village chief shook his hand and wept.

The youths who were on the side are also weeping in their eyes.

The village chief, Mr. Fard, receives a white crystal ball, Daydan's treasure with the youths, but the treasure is heavy.

The youths held it in a few people, and each and the third one seemed very heavy, but treated it like it was important.

"... never mind. We just stumbled into that Godlin feud and got a beautiful gem."

Yesterday was yesterday, today is today. It just so happens.

"... then I could also keep quiet,... my mind. What an honest man."

I'm crying again.

But the more illuminating but painful it conveys feelings.

"… so we have a journey to go for"

I stand up from the banquet table with words to my heart's content.

And the chosen families took their seats.

"... Already? I wanted to let you hear a song about our feelings, but I can't help it. I will return this treasure to the altar, and I will send you there."

The mayor of the village with the liquor in it laughs a little while getting in a bad mood.

As they go out with the young people with Daydan's treasures, the village chief and the young people carry Daydan's treasures, which are heavy crystals, into their hands.

They lift a treasure that looks heavy as they raise their voice.

The first was born from a crystal ball of treasure, but I won't point it out.

The villagers throw Daydan Gadro Allo or whatever spellbound words they manage to utter in their mouths like they worship God.

The central position of the altar, the first appearing in Daydan's treasure, is just... set aside to match the temple.

exactly, it fits neatly.

At that moment, a dazzling flash emerges from the altar.

The dazzling light goes up into the sky in concentrations? Not the lake? When in doubt, its dazzling light turns into a white-colored flame that sways every bit.

The white-colored flames unfolded in the air creating vortexes in planar form like ignited, spinning rat fireworks.

When the vortex rotation of the rat fireworks gradually subsided, something like a magic formation that I hadn't seen much before, bordered by white flames, could be made.

It's not like the ancient magic I know.

A magical formation that gives a sense of circular fractal geometry.

Furthermore, it was connected from a treasure placed on the altar to a magic formation with a triple spiral of magic strings above it. Positions indicating the direction with the symbols of the magic formation are connected.

"Shit, shit, shit... that's interesting"

Whether Misty was excited to see the unknown magic formations, he writes the magic formations pictures and letters on parchment paper in a series of habits.

A chunk of parchment wrapped in strings on her waist belt was already like a thick book.

"Strange magic formation, ancient magic?

"Different colors but only fringe flames may be similar...... I don't think so"

"I don't feel so much magic..."

Rebecca and Vine were doubtful and whining.

"Hmm, maybe it helps to rule Daydan, who lives in the lake?

I've been listening to Eva as she watches the magic formations gradually disappear.

"Might be"

Indeed, the magic like Aurora, which was connected from the altar to the lake, has disappeared.

At the same time that the magic formation disappeared, the triple helix string magic wire that was stretching from the treasure had disappeared.

I don't feel any magic from the altar.

I couldn't feel the magic as unnatural as the ground pulse was sealed.

I think I gave the King of the Godlin a glimpse of the spider god and his men were talking about, the end of wanting this treasure.

I feel uneasy about the future of the Ragnis, but our purpose is the treasure of the map.

If you leave. Ragni tribe.

Make your soul your own.

"... to the location of the map."

... made a tough face and signaled it to everyone.

Copy that.

"Nnh, nya"

"Mmm."

"With My Road"

"Let's go"

Take Vine's words one last step forward.

"Hero, please wait"

"Hmm?"

The village chief stopped me.

"Where will they go?"

The map is just north of this village.

"It's the North Forest, I wonder if it's in front of the mountains"

Talk as you remember the picture on the Demon Treasure Map.

"Mountains...... forests, in the woods, are places where madness is said to dwell when demons with four eyes have long lived. Be careful."

The village chief advised me. Crazy.

If you stand in the way of what kind of enemy you are, I will take you down.

If it's friendly, shake hands.

"... thanks for the advice"

"Yes, I wish the heroes well on their journey to the treasures of Daydan"

"Really? Wishing the Ragni tribe prosperity, La Kerada!

Give away the words of the master concession.

La Kerada? Question face wrapped around, but ignored.

"Thank you. One last song from Gateway."

When the village chief's sinister voice sounded and took out the phonetic head, the men who were gathering near the altar, the women who were drying their laundry, the children who were working on taking out their shellfish, the old men who were coming around to see how we were doing, stopped working on each of them and sang out loudly so that the village chief's voice would catch them.

We walk away from the village chief.

It's a short lead to the entrance and exit of the village, but the singing sounds like pushing our backs.

You seem to be experiencing a musical film.

The lyrics seem to be heirlooms about the Great Lake Ragni......

The third of childhood familiarity, the story of a friendly Quinn Lik man and woman.

Quinn and Rick come to take the treasure. Stand up from the Godlin tribe to protect the treasure, but they die. But it was a heavily bass-filled sinister song about the spirits of its dead men and women moving on to the next generation of warriors, exorcising the giant monster Daydan, who attacked the village, and taking back treasures from the Godlin tribe.

...... thanks. The people of the village of Ragni.

Desperately crying and singing them. Seeing their faces has conveyed enough that they are thankful to us.

I feel like I've got wonder and courage.

A herme in deformation who was at the edge of his sight stared backwards at something but did not ask for details.

Maybe the spirits of Quinn and Rick's ancestors are showing up.