City close to the front line.
I guess there are a lot of mercenaries, rough guys, a flag set of merchants, etc. It was a city full of vitality and wildness.
Near its center, the inn served as either a dining room or a liquor store, or something like that.
Let's get this straight. Bad gala. I honestly don't think it's suitable for Filia or Thousand Early.
Still, Thousand Mornings goes in a long way.
To that figure, and to the figure of Philia, who came in later, a curious gaze gathers.
The master of the inn also has a clearly inferior eye.
"I'm not taking it here. Thank you for your eyes. Don't take this home.
They throw a big copper coin at me.
Thousand mornings after pinching it with two fingers, he folded it just with the power of his fingers and threw it at the guests who had been speaking.
"If you want to dictate your stomach, do something about the smell. You should put it in your shoes.
The man who took it without turning to the little piece of copper nodded.
There will be a laugh.
"What, are you a preacher (monk)? Is that the" take "of the job?
"No, I came to pick up the inn.
Knowing Chiharu as a preacher, it should be noted that the master of the Inn does not move.
"Unfortunately, the room isn't open. If I can't open it, I need a small gold coin.
Even if it bothers me, it's too big. To the point of not even being a small conversation, grandeur.
When I was frightened of being an idiot, Thousand Mornings looked at my face next door in meaningless ways.
"How much would the market be?
Why would you do that to me? Oh, you mean ask Hans.
Look back, ask. Hey, Hans. How much is that?
"No matter how expensive it is, it's one big silver coin for the three of us.
Tell Hans back in a thousand moments.
The innkeeper turned red and was staring at me. Did you think I was fooled?
"Hey, you, what are you going to do?
Keep reaching for my chest. The robe falls uneven.
My face appears, wrapped in the mountain folk's "Kabu".
The creep makes the innkeeper flinch slightly.
Giraud bit me in the arm grabbing my chest. The innkeeper raises his voice and releases his hand.
"Come on, Giraud!
The scene calms back to a different sight.
Thousands of mornings are clear, keep the conversation going.
"Necromancer (Necromancer) Regardless of the market, it is an offer with a small gold coin.
I don't call him "Lord Hiro". Oh, you know what?
"Hans, give me the little gold.
"What are you thinking!" I scold Hans for saying that with a suppressed voice.
"You want to be erased?
"Oh, hey, Hiro. What's wrong with you? All right, I hope I get it.
Small gold coins appear from a space of nothing and are placed on the counter.
Innkeeper's face turned blue.
A few customers escaped from the store.
I'm a little bit of a prank about my attitude earlier, too, which was slightly muddled.
"A Necromancer's deal is a fair one. One small gold coin, I guess. Let's take it.
I don't say "what" to receive.
Innkeeper, start sweating sloppily. I guess I just did something a little bad.
Phyllia spoke.
"Isn't that good around there?...... Mr. Hans.
Let one small silver coin be placed on the counter. I dare not use my own hands.
"Give me the key." Less words, I say to the master of the inn on the cut.
By intercepting, hold the master of the inn. At the same time, they make it look as if they are three leaders.
Really good at capturing opportunities. He is a natural Bourne politician.
Enter the room. It's not a big deal inn, but it still seems to be the most upscale room.
Chiharu looked back at me.
"Let Giraud look into the room.
Seems like common sense of the journey…, but it is called the earlier exchange, the more Kaoru of the Innocence Club is shaped.
"Help!" I heard the master of the inn screaming from the wall of the room. He's an old man who won't punish you. I only buy that gut.
There was a peephole in the wall. It seems to be hollow inside.
Blindfold the hole and call back Zillow.
"It's not a self-defense measure for inns that can stay rough, but it's uncomfortable even here.
That's what I say, I laugh.
"Lord Hiro isn't that bad, either! Nevertheless, Lord Philia has taken me to a delicious place.
"It seemed like a lot of fun, so did I.
After a glimpse of laughter, Phyllia expressed her concern.
"Is it good? Hiro spread the word that he was a necromancer.
"That's better. If rumors spread about Lord Hiro, I'll be a handler looking for someone close to me. Seeking a back shield in only one place is also at stake. The unaccompanied need to take root in the world.
"But wouldn't it also increase the danger? Many connections, especially around necromancers, will be antisocial and difficult. Necromancers themselves tend to be seen with white eyes and there is a risk of persecution.
"That's it, isn't it? I can't say I'm sturdy without protecting myself.
"The power of the individual has its limits. Having the biggest, safer rear shield possible is never a bad or cowardly thing. Because with individuals, we do everything we can for the collective.
"Connect with people" and "Don't overdo it".
Watching the exchange between the two of them, the words of Master Great Jiji were quickly recalled.
It hasn't been two days, but it's gone far.
Gently stroke the "testimony of friends" of the mountain people.