The Strongest Wingless Gargoyle

I'm currently flying at full speed to Menardo in search of Luminaria, leaving my wife's hometown.

I have a month and time until my wife gets back.

"I'll be back," he said goodbye to Lanalier, and I decided to leave the island once.

I would have liked to pick up a minaret on the way home from the Council of Chiefs if possible, but my wife swims back in the ocean.

If it's me traveling through the sky, I'm more than likely going the wrong way.

The speed of Thunder Dragon is one of the top in the Gulong clan alongside Wind Dragon.

I'm not putting anyone on my back right now, so I keep flying to my destination at full speed.

This speed won't take that long to Menardo.

Honestly, I'm not expecting too much from Menardo having a daughter.

But if you are a demon king ruling Menardo and a cliff with its own information network, you may have information about Luminaria.

It's important to move first.

I won't stop... all the more so if I have any clues.

……

I didn't have a wife on the island... but I was just a little relieved.

I know I haven't solved any of the problems yet, but it's good to know just where my wife is.

My daughter seems fine, too.

And more importantly, I asked Lanalier that his wife has no shadow of another man.

I was horrified to be avoided the worst case.

For once, I was only prepared before I went to the island, but if that were the case, I don't know if I would have been honest with the facts.

I keep flying to my destination every day.

From morning to night, all but meals and sleep are on the move.

That's how, ten days to keep flying.

If I could fly all day to Menardo, I would have come as far as I could get.

……

The sun is setting, at night.

I descend on one island that I see under my eyes.

It is about five kilometers around the perimeter and is also used to replenish supplies by Griffon flights, an island maintained by Cliff.

It helps to have a place to relax and rest like this during your journey.

Thank you to Clive.

Let's say we take a little feather break.

Get off to the island as discreetly as you can, and head to the inn.

There are also guided diagrams, and light demon stones are installed on the island trails, so if you walk along the lights even at night, you won't be particularly lost.

When I enter the building, people hear the travellers talking.

It looks like the first floor is inn reception and dining area, and the second and third floors are inn.

(It's been a long time since you've tasted this kind of busy air)

I've avoided engaging with people for the last 200 years.

I don't like being too gay, but I feel like I'm back in secularity.

A female employee who opens the door and rings at the same time, hears the bell and comes on a small run.

Follow the directions and sit in the counter for dinner.

Since it is recommended to cook with seafood caught on the island, I asked for it.

A dish with plenty of fresh fish just caught offshore today.

I take my order and the store owner starts cooking behind the counter.

The owner of a store who makes good fish with his accustomed hands.

I'm not sure what fish it is, but it looks greasy and delicious.

Concurrently, shellfish are placed on nets on concave iron containers and are broiled in fire.

Eventually the shellfish, which became intolerable to the heat, opens pacally, while the scent of the Iso trapped inside reaches this far to stimulate the appetite.

I'm free to wait, so I'll zippily observe how it goes.

After waiting long enough, the dish was finished.

"Thank you for waiting"

Colorful fish seafood served beautifully on a plate.

From fresh red and white sashimi to exclusive early winter luxury ingredients called Crazy Clubs.

Next door are some shellfish I baked earlier.

Pretty luxurious, lots of it.

Seems like a good price, but I have no problem with the money because I can afford it.

... and I can't help but watch forever.

Let's get it over with.

"... that's good"

I haven't eaten fish in a long time.

They fermented and aged the beans to make this brown sauce and sashimi go perfectly together.

Sashimi can be eaten shaking salt, but I preferred sauce.

It's going to be a good knob...... don't make me want to drink.

Nevertheless, you can't really ask for it.

Naturally, I am currently sober.

Don't let anything get away with booze again, and if you get drunk and you get to ramble in a place like this, you can't even see it.

Put up with the fruit water I ordered instead.

Well, the food is delicious, a little short, but I can't help it.

Enjoying the meal that way...... I felt my gaze from behind.

"Oh, that."

"Hmm?"

I turned around because I heard a voice, and there were three elf women there.

One of them spoke to me.

"Brother, would you like to have a drink with us at the other table?

"Yes!

"Have fun chatting with us!

Girls who say that and shake their bodies with their hands on their shoulders.

You have a lot of skin on strangers.

Forced or something.

I would have asked her out when I was younger.

"... I'm happy to invite you, but I'm sorry. I have a loved one. Can you spare me?

Wave gently and say no so that the corners do not stand as far as possible.

Besides, I want to relax and eat alone.

"Uh-oh, too bad."

That's what I said, the girls leaving.

I feel like I'm singing about my youth, but don't get anxious as to where my parents stand.

They were pretty aggressive girls.

Would it be about the same as Luminaria if it were my age of appearance?

Secondly, I think of my daughter who would be somewhere.

I can still remember vividly, the appearance of my beloved daughter.

Hehe, you're still cute.

This is what it doesn't hurt to put it in your eyes.

... I hope my daughter at home (Luminaria) doesn't have a bad bug.

She was a sissy daughter, but seeing something like this just makes me a little nervous.

Shit, you crazy bastard, you're upset.

After the girl left, I could hear the squeal of a guest who seemed to be watching the sight now.

Send a chillary glance to the source of your voice, and there are two flame lizards at the table behind you that look crude.

It's unusual to see a Lizard species here.

"A woman is a woman... and a man is not a face."

"Right."

Flame Lizards who deliberately converse with the amount of voice they hear complaining, as provoking.

"... what, huh? Hey, look at that, Chun. He's got it."

"Oh, what the hell, Beni?

"Fruit water, you bastard."

... man.

Well, it's everywhere, this kind of guy.

I can't help but get annoyed and fight.

"Hehe, come on, Beni. I don't know if I'm a man, but I can't drink. Kids! Gahahahahaha!!"

Flame Lizards in tune if I don't say it back.

(Hmm, whatever...)

I have a situation, too.

Well, it's just a loss to care, these guys can twist lightly.

If I dragonize, how will these people react?

"Well... we'll see about that. I can see him. My body's in danger. I'm in a bin."

"What!? Is that true?"

"Oh, that's the last gargoyle class I can't fly"

"Become! You're comparable to that crazy bastard!

I can't fly, Gargoyle... you say?

Floating in the back of my brain is a gargoyle I fought a while ago.

You know Alberto? These two.

He... you should pick some more friends.

"Okay, if Tun says so... I'll pull it off"

"Oh, I'd rather not irritate you any more"

"But then I wanted you to tell me sooner. You just left. If that son of a bitch was clean, he'd be right there."

"Hey, I'll dress that type up, so I'm not mad at you for a word or two. Don't lick my observation eyes."

Ugh, different...... these guys.

I don't mean to be dressed up, but I also think I lost getting angry here.

Well...... fine.

Whatever it is, if it doesn't involve you any more, that's fine.

Let's be rational here.

Just deal with them, it's a waste of time.

"It's that one anyway... I guess right now I'm thinking to myself, 'I'm just wasting my time dealing with them'. That thought is already a waste of time, and his pride is weird enough not to attack him."

"Damn, you're just the same discernment. If that's the case..."

"Oh, this time I just stabbed a thorn named Stress in the heart of a kizzard"

"" Abe, abe, abe!!

There's no way they're going to say that much and keep it quiet.

Fly a minimally sized Thunder Bullet (Thunderball) to the two of you so that the people around you don't notice.

Both electrically shocked and spasmodic flame lizards.

Reflect... you idiots.

I just feel a little better, and I'm going back to dinner.

When you get frustrated, your meal sucks.

But what happens twice is three times?

That wasn't the end of the bad news...

"Go ahead."

"Hmm? What? I didn't ask for an extra order."

A shopkeeper's man puts fruit water in front of me.

"... they say it's 'a sign of your proximity' from over there"

Yes, the shopkeeper's man answers.

(... ha)

Come closer... or you can say so yourself, but I look good.

Women often come by for this reason.

But if I was single, I'd still be in trouble now.

Didn't you see me turn down the Elf women's invitations earlier?

It hurts my heart a little to refuse and shame a woman, but I can't help it.

It's a hassle, but I decide to tell him I want him to be alone.

I turn around in the direction indicated by the store owner...

"... no, blonde brother"

What I heard was a low, wild voice.

... was not a woman.

He was a few steps ahead of my expectations.

"When I see that lonely side of it, it follows... I can't help talking to you."

……

"Hey, blonde, you hear me?

……

"The wind is strong today. The wind carries all sorts of things... for example, yes, I guess we meet. Looks like we're gonna have a good meeting this evening, don't you think?

I don't even think about this.

And it's not about the wind because this place is indoors.

"Dude, you miss ignoring... I'm glad you responded"

……

The man who bothers to come to the next seat and freshly sits with a dodgy sound, even though his seat is still empty.

... Oh, that's crazy.

Why are you so involved today?

I couldn't see my wife and daughter, so why with these guys?

"You're so rude for what you did with me. Let's introduce ourselves first."

You don't have to.

"You're coming from me."

... you don't have to.

I'm going to be giving it a whole annoying vibe, but I can't pass it on.

No, it's passed on, but maybe I'm ignoring it.

I feel like I'm going to be talking to you the whole time.

I confront him to clearly convey the word of refusal.

Trident glowing blue and dull on the man's back.

"My name is Ginn, say hello! Blonde!"

What the hell is this accustomed sahaggin?