The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

(You've weakened this -)

Sewassur had one head. After I defeated Halagree in that ancient labyrinth, I didn't sneak into the boulder, so I took the body out of the labyrinth and buried it with a whip in the Warcraft Forest.

At that time, I was able to grasp quite a bit of evidence even as I looked around the Guinen notebook I got, but all of that was what Halagray basically did alone, and I can't find contact with Akdork at the heart.

Even for that smoke-producing magic guide, the orderer was still halagree, not akdork.

Later, I tried to hit it off the line of medicine, but I don't have too much time to find out everything about you. Even after researching it, Halagree can use disguises. Even if we get testimony that Akdork himself was talking, if they say it was a disguise, that's it.

The only way to break it down is to contradict it from Akdork's movements, but after that, I tried to hit what was Akdork's previous move, but as far as I looked into it, the ostensibly behavioral schedule proved to be all just evidence that Akdork could say had nothing to do with this one.

Nalia, Nalya, and Lowe and their people are working together on this one.

Since then, the three of them have not returned to the castle, and they have moved around with an easy degree of disguise, even if it is not as good as Halagree again.

It can also be said that that is why the presence of the ghost Naria was huge. If it's her, no one can find her and dive into the castle.

As a result, we were able to find the back book as well. However, it is the reality that is still lacking in what is the deciding factor.

Because even on that book, it was Halagree who wore it, and all the money was kept by Halagree in the bank as his own.

Now the only thing I can prove is the sin that Halagree did. I can't reach Akdork.

As for the only salvation - apparently about three or four days late for the councillor to come under Akdork, but even that temporal respite is gradually being digested.

(How about this? -)

Sewassur shook his head once. I had fallen into a state of ideological flight. You have to calm down your feelings.

Now Sewasur is just heading east for a bachelor survey and back to Istbraith again. I haven't even slept in Loc here, so I can tell that I'm getting tired myself.

Once I tried to calm down, I went into the cafe. Take a seat and get me a somnolence coffee.

Then the waitress puts the cup with the coffee on the table, and Sewassur gratefully transports the cup to his mouth.

"Oh, I'd like some coffee, too, Mr. Waitress."

"Bufoo woo!"

But I accidentally blew out the coffee that Sewassur contained. The drowsiness in the corner gets massively slammed on the table.

To that appearance, oops, and sometime (...) a man sitting face-to-face across the table leaked his voice.

"Are you all right? Don't panic, you'll get into the trachea."

"No, no, no! Who are you!

Who does it in a big hurry? Whatever. Sewassur doesn't recognize this man. Besides, behind that diagonal stood a beautiful woman with pale hair.

She, like him, is the opponent who should not have been in the seat in front of him before now.

And the man is a strangely seemingly habitual man who hid one eye with gray hair. Those eyes are purple eyes and four white eyes. It's characterised by the kind of eye you're constantly observing the other person somewhere.

"Didn't you have a seat?

"No, there are other seats available, aren't there?

Ask Surprisingly. Although I do say that the seats are filled there, I don't even need to dare take a seat because there are vacancies.

"Oh, it's been fun, but I'm Leeds, and she's Freesia over here."

"Huh? Oh, yes. Thank you for this."

But the inquiry of Sewasr and so forth flushed lightly, and the man told her his name and her name, which he refrained from behind.

Sewassur also has a personality pattern, though he keeps his head down.

"No, you're not..."

You seem tired, by the way, Sir Sewassur.

But that's where the good word stopped. Because the man who should have met Sewassur for the first time, even though this Leeds hadn't even mentioned his name from here yet, knew it.

Besides, Sewassur is taking off his armor and wearing an easy disguise now, even though it's simple. He's going to wear glasses and impersonate brainy from his usual fleshmen.

So the first thing Sewassur comes up with is the possibility that this man is an Akdork associate.

Both Sewassur and his co-operatives were going to act inconspicuously, but a few days have already passed since Halagree disappeared.

Naturally it's not strange to have some distrust. Until now, I thought Akdork was strange, but I thought he was out for business.

But it's no stranger for Akdork to think that Sewasr might be moving in any way than Halagree isn't coming back.

Anyway, you should know about the notebook as Akdork.

But Leeds sips the coffee she's been telling me is okay so as to dispel the anxiety of Sewasul.

"I'm not the enemy. I'm here to give you a little gift."

I'm not the enemy - I don't like Sewassur enough to believe that he said such a dialogue and yes, but I just feel something cunning about this guy somehow.

That was not necessarily in a bad way, but rather a dark indication that that Akdork was not to the extent that it could be managed.

"- I don't know who it is, but when it comes to gifts?

So Sewassur decided to check from there first. I guess I thought about seeing what the hell this guy came up for, and then judging it for now.

"Yes, that's right. And before you do, may I have one?

"Yes? What is it?

"Those glasses don't look good at all. I feel like I can't do something and I'm disguised, and on the contrary, I'm suspicious."

"Nah!?"

Sewassur was stunned. No way, I was going to impersonate the perfect brainiac, but I didn't expect him to be lightly denied - his big body gets smaller by accident.

"That's it, and the gift, yes, here it is -"

But the man kept talking without having to deal with Sewassur like that.

And for some reason, while leaving a strangely invincible grin, spread the gray cloak and let him take the round paper out of a robe the same color as the cloak he's dressed in.

It was pure white paper. Paper made of demonic skins and other materials is currently widely used on this continent, but it is also somewhat closer to white than parchment paper as a shade, but not so far bright white.

What the hell is used in the ingredients? And I wonder, Sewassur, but I was even more surprised when I untied the strings I was wrapping up and looked at the contents.

"Ko, this... why are you doing this? Is this for real!?"

"Uh-huh, is it a little subtle when they say it's real? However, since the original paper was copied with a magic guide photocopier as is, I can assure you that it will not be a problem as evidence."

Sewassur was convinced that not all of its implications could be understood, but that if this could be used as evidence, it would help to hunt down Akdork.

"Heh heh, you seem to be stepping on me as being quite useful. But that doesn't mean we can still hunt down Akdork. I guess I just want another push."

Huh? And Sewassur sees Leeds again.

"Oh, what the hell are you?

"Phew, that's not your enemy yet, it's just, you know, earlier."

That's how I sip coffee. He seems to be the one who never gets alarmed, but to listen to him, he also seems to be one of those who wants to do something about Akdork again.

And when that happens, what about her? and look at a woman with pale hair. She is a beautiful girl in a pale robe with terribly cold eyes when she looks at her again. From what I've seen earlier, it seems that emotional ups and downs are scarce.

"... don't look at me too much. I hate being observed. You're gonna freeze?

That's what they said with their frozen eyes. The feeling of the whole body being chopped up with an ice blade strikes Sewassur.

This child, strong - Sewassur felt nature and sweat seep out of her back.

And I realized. That this girl, far younger than herself, far outweighs the knight's own powers and so on.

"Oh, hey, be careful. Because she looks pretty strong like this. Besides, he doesn't seem to like being seen by men very much. True, if you don't like it, you'll soon be ice pickled ~"

state with a laugh with Couscous. I couldn't go wrong with that explanation when I saw Leeds' coffee cup, which had frozen on my paki at some point.

"Ah! I haven't had a drink yet! Hey Friesia, isn't that awful?"

"... something depressing."

"Awful! You know - I'm having you come as an escort for once, so, oh, yes, I'm sorry -"

Leeds' shoulders shriveled when he was stared at. Nevertheless, the fact that someone like her is an escort means maybe this guy named Leeds, a guy in quite a position.

"Well, I even talked about the extra stuff, but the truth is, I still have the gift. I just need something to help me with that."

Sewassur thinks it's better to stay on this guy Leeds story once he gets here.

So I asked him.

"So, what is that thing?

"Yes, that's Halagree's body -"