"You want me to go to the hunting ground that day? Is that all?"

On May 5 of the Sun calendar, when it comes to the royal hunting grounds, it should be a "roll hunt".

Suppose I didn't know I was the guard of His Royal Highness the King?

"Don't you think it's a strange request, brother?

That Kevin, he said, "Let a bunch of people intervene" with his client.

The apostle at the end has not been informed of my information, is that what you mean?

Nevertheless.

This is a gathering of honorable people from all over Miyako.

If you ask me to do my job only for martial arts... there must be a "target".

"You're not talking about killing and threatening anyone, are you, Kevin?

"Oh. I'm talking about 'just come to the spot'."

Will you use me in vain? Keep your eyes open, let the assassins infiltrate?

No, but.

As long as you can't show your face to the area in charge of Hilo de Calewara, there can be confusion. It should only look like "one of the momentum".

There's no way I know where he's in charge.

In the first place, the client is probably the "top" one.

Then the department in charge must know. "Face it there," he said, although it would seem nice to specify the location in detail.

... as if I can't see the intention.

"If I cut it, but I didn't, it would be easy. I had a terrible time the other day! Just help Dianella. I'm not gonna leave you alone!

Nearly a month, Kevin.

And I, too, return the same words every time.

"You're only real at crisis detection. I believed I would survive."

And that time, Kevin and the rest of us are going to lose each other.

"Master Erkühl also admits, you're a latent genius! Ten people beat the crap out of me!

If you're a latent genius, you must have steel patience with you.

Swallow Buy, I can't stand it as one. What Kevin specializes in is fleeing, not lurking.

The number of slammers has also increased slightly over the past month. Which is faster, to be a hundred or to be old?

... after killing the old capital's defensive captain and civilian that day.

We fled west, avoiding the blockaded south, and the chased north.

Hundreds of kilometers north and south, dozens of kilometers east and west, to the mountains.

Due to the border between the commercial capital and the old capital, the streets also pass through numerous areas.

Still, there are as many settlements in the wood-thriving mountains as there are thin fringes with the outside world.

It is a hiding place for the "free people" who defy the kingdom.

The perfect place for fugitives to hide themselves.

The habitat of a people who cannot rely on an administrative umbrella, who do not make it good to rely on it.

The same area is also dotted with their rivals… settlements of "old people" who pledge allegiance to the kingdom until it is foolish.

Together, the sense of self-defense is high, the woods where the people who said sneak and rangers compete for arms.

It is also a nostalgic memory that on a young day I traveled vertically through the area to train.

I wanted to go south again from here.

Border lakes and rough rivers flowing west using lakes as a source stand in the way.

It's easy on my own, but there's nothing I can do with Deanella and Kevin.

I had no choice but to stay in a settlement where I used to be familiar and gather information.

I had a visit to one of the travelers.

... Traveler, huh?

Of all the martial arts, are you going to insist?

"Good, escape the eyes of the censorship. The captain is a hound-like man."

A man opened his mouth loosely.

After all, I'm not just a traveler. A voice that makes you feel strange and calm.

"Where's the hound? Two years ago, in the fall, it was something that jeopardized the tiger's mouth. I haven't set foot in the King's Capital since. It is mainly the commercial capital and all the surrounding states that tour. I have difficulty getting access to good living information and am in trouble"

Out and out.

I don't even try to hide being an intermediate.

It looks far between at thirty, but it looks unfamiliar with youth and accustomed to it.

"Quite a user...... no, I see you as a master. What are you doing here?

He was spotting my arm. I still seem to remember martial arts.

No, not now. Is this your chance?

"What if I told you it was for asylum in South Ridge?

A man erupted.

I'm laughing in the back of my throat.

"He's a lousy liar. Even if you don't lurk and break the border, you should visit the Merchant City, an autonomous city… Quanzhou Port. Everybody knows, the front door to asylum, right?

I can't help it, still.

Baron Calewara...... I guess if it were around Hilo, I'd stand around more guided.

"I hear that there is a gap between us, but there is also a measure of 'making the honest work without making them aware'. For a while now, let me do the backing here as well. If you get along, I'll see you then."

Cool flipped back traveler.

"Oh, yeah," he said, looking back. I gave him a casual grin.

"If you have trouble with your stay, Merchant Capital is the best place to stay in River State Harbor. The kingdom is not well controlled and the influence of the South Ridge is not extended. You're from a city together, aren't you? In mountain life, it drains me."

It's just the two of us, and I notice the details. Nevertheless.

"Why is that, kind of you?

Oh, no.

If it's a commercial capital, it's easy to get information. Good stool for my "take the back" too, huh?

... etc., and the imagination turned with unfamiliar heads, betrayed.

"A master of lies. If you're on my side, no one can be more reliable."

A melting grin with no skill. I was fascinated.

I think I've seen this smile.

I don't know who it was... I haven't touched it in a long time, the "itchy" look (kao)...

On the back of the man I saw again, I learned a small illusion.

As if the bright sunshine of the moon had sparked only a few moments.

"Brother, are you crazy? Ever since I left that mountain."

What's wrong with you? before asking.

With a twist on his neck, Kevin had a toad.

"Aren't you feeling bigger? Such a waste of shopping......"

The "shopping" bit Kevin.

There's no way I can solve words... No, or.

To make him think so, he was a brilliant horse.

The black deer hair covering the rough muscles glows with luster.

The head, which can be shaken as if to encourage limb movement, emits a high hissing.

"Ite. Get off me, you bastard! I'm gonna make you sashimi!

Running off to great lengths, Kevin peering this way.

"But well, I guess it suits you. Yeah, not bad. My brother is a hero. Horses have to be fine."

Fine horses, brilliant horses, though now is the time for both me and Kevin to praise them.

By the time we met, we were all Hummers.

On the way out of hiding and towards the northwest port of Kashan and Hezhou.

Near the official ranch.

The shepherds were making a fuss.

They finally hunted down a horse who tried to escape from the ranch with their thoughts. That's good, but horse rumbling is rambling.

That too - is that the "Lesser Genus" of the horse dorm, or is it coming on a business trip - identified the "head of the crowd" and was kicking through.

A kicked man is yelling and scattering.

"If you ask me if I've got a famous horse, what the hell! It is good that there have been more well-lived horses than His Excellency Karewala has been since he was appointed to the right horsehead, but this makes very little progress! Kill him!

Hiro here, too?

Because I felt strange edged, or because I was feeling as big as Kevin pointed out?

"Wait."

Speaking up, I thought I screwed up.

I am now ungoverned, and the minor genus is "official" even at the very end......

I can't help changing my words now.

"That horse, if you're going to kill him, will you give it to me?"

A small family showed a troubled face.

"It was purchased from the state budget. So... Oh, no, you haven't produced the paperwork yet?

He seems to have mistaken me for the superior manager of the slight line.

In fact, Dianella, who behaves like a wife and daughter, has about that much "product".

I'll give you the wallet I borrowed from Thousand Mornings and Mueller.

The minor genus peering inside, the bright red cheeks intact, the ghost's shape turned, and his face shrugged.

"It's a nuisance."

… etc., and imitate the upstream aristocracy once viewed nearby.

The liver and kidney horses seem to be lying about the rumbling earlier.

If you jump across the fence and blame it lightly. The wind you receive on your cheeks is so painful.

After all, it was so speedy that even the royal palace could not meet.

"No, a horse dorm official but with different glasses... you waited for an excellent rider named Your Excellency, this one too. If you don't mind, um... may I ask your name?

Things are going well.

but I might have been floating a little too.

with someone named Traveler, and to meet this famous horse.

"I apologize for the slight line. Can you tell me your name? Let's remember."

Small prank.

Sometimes it's bad.