The Tale of the Teapot Hero’s Revenge

We went back to the inn after shopping.

We all gathered in the leader's room to confirm what we had bought.

Mr. Raman just took a strawberry fish out of the basket, took his tail and hung it to show it.

"Hey, look, it's good, right? Fresh tirapyrea just caught on the lake --"

"Freeze"

"Hey!"

In the middle of the explanation, Mr. Divai unleashes ice magic and the fish freezes instantly for every minute.

... You didn't freeze Mr. Raman's hands a lot right now.

It's not that guy's magic control, his level of coarseness, to freeze only fish with a pinpoint.

"Listen, you! I don't even know if it's fresh with cutch cutlets anymore... So, next up, Deltiracook eggs that are rarely seen in Paradise! When I rolled, inside --"

"Freeze"

"Whoa! Even though the key to discerning freshness is whether the yellow body inside moves and sways every bit when you roll it, you don't know if you freeze it!

"... I guess you chose. Then no doubt about it."

"Oh yeah...? So hehe..., you're trusted to come..."

Praised by Mr. Divai, Mr. Raman flashes his head like a light.

This guy is surprisingly simple.

... No, no surprise.

Surprisingly, I wonder if Mr. Divai was someone who praised or trusted others.

At the end of the frozen preservation of the ingredients, Mr. Laman said he wanted to swim in the lake.

Of course, it was dismissed immediately, and the leader pressed firmly to make sure he was making a big deal of himself in the inn until tomorrow.

Poor, disappointing, but even rare fishermen would stand out to die if they were swimming all over the city.

I don't have a choice, yeah.

(Now, in addition to Mr. Raman, there's another person who seems depressed...)

From Mr. Raman, I glance at Mr. Quina, who is blurry in the sky above.

Things have been kind of crazy since you got back, haven't they?

When I stopped seeing him on the way to shopping, what happened?

"Ohh..., Munya..."

I'd like to go talk to him, but Riff sucks on my knees and I can't move.

Ever since I got back, I've been gobbling on my knees, and I just fell asleep.

I have no choice, do you want me to come from Mr. Quina?

"Hey, Mr. Quina. Hey......"

Hey, I'll call it in.

I guess I owe it all to Beat to be able to care about someone like this.

"Hey, what su...?

"... Huh?

I guess you didn't think I'd call you.

I'm a little surprised you came this way, Mr. Quina.

Beato, who was stuck perfectly next to me, also strapped his neck wonderfully.

"You know, you've been blurry since earlier, haven't you? Could it have anything to do with what happened at the grocery store?

"Ugh, that's Mr. Killier. I was going to hide it, but it sucks..."

I knew there was something going on.

Quina at that time, things were obviously not right.

"What the hell happened? I don't know if my memories have come back..."

"No, unfortunately, it's not that kind of wacky."

No, it's not.

I was standing alone blurry, so I thought maybe.

"Instead, I don't remember..."

"... Also, you mean you lost your memory?

"Flying, rather than not, is more accurate. I finished packing a lot in my basket and tried to get back to Mr. Killiers...... From there, my memory is broken..."

It was...

In this case, I'm not going to be able to help.

"Beato, what do you know?

"... eh"

So if you know anything about medicine, I'll leave it to Beato.

I'm familiar with Mr. Laman, but that guy just left the room with the medication ingredients.

I can't swim. I can't swim. I can't swim.

'... I'm sorry, I don't know'

Sprinkle the parchment so that Beato can't seem to do much more.

That's enough for me to stop talking.

"Every shock is done, every curse is done, and every one is left alone."

In Mr. Quina's case, it's the former, isn't it?

I spent days in a pile of dead bodies, killing people I admired in front of me, and I couldn't bear to seal my memories.

"It's a case of barbecue, isn't it? But Mr. Quina is different... '

"I didn't even know you knew that, or Mr. Beat... Um, wait a minute? I mean, Givens, you were caught up in a shocking event in the mountains?

"...... Huh!!

Wow, not good.

That's a nasty snake, this one.

"Eh...... It's a common case story, right? Maybe I just hit him in the head with a fallen clap."

"... eh... eh"

Desperately deceiving, Beato is also cocky.

"Look, we just found Mr. Quina who's falling, so we don't even know what happened. So maybe it's possible."

"Ugh..., I'm getting scared to go back to my memory ssssssss..."

Phew, I managed to deceive you...

I frightened Mr. Quina as a price, but I'd rather not give her a kick-ass reminder of that.

... The only thing that bothers me is that the Soma guy said he was interested in Mr. Quina's record.

That recording form Beat dropped, it wasn't left when I checked it out before I left.

Did he just get flown in the wind or did he bring it up......

If I held it up, what the hell was it for?

● ● ●

"Second. Looks like you've had a successful contact with her."

With her long grey hair up, she asks the lady knight in front of her.

"It's a solid success. I'm so happy to be exchanging words with him again..."

"Fine. Let me swim like this. Until this case is cleared up..."

Back to back with the tone, her expression is bitter.

We must hope for the victory of the brave, who can be called hatred (cuckoo), even though their interests coincide.

For one thing, how much easier it would be to fall with the denominational side......

(... come on, Nopt. Because this is what your sister wants)

We can't let both factions notice our existence right now.

If brave men or paradises find out about a plan underway in secret, everything goes back to the blisters.

(Look, sister. And at dawn when it's all over, hug me again, sister...)