That evening we arrived in Dracula.
"Whoa, that's very busy!
"Busy is proof of good food. You think you're just gonna have dinner?
"Or are you to be apprenticed?
"I'll find a place to stay first. Let's have dinner when it's over."
"What will you do with your apprenticeship?
"It'll be annoying if I go now, and I'll have my apprenticeship tomorrow"
I have the King's letter of reference, and they won't pay me in advance, but I can't let you bother the candidate for master.
That's why we decided to walk around the city and look for a place to stay.
I found a place to stay.
"Did you already find it!?
"While I was traveling with Ash, I had a stunt."
Take Mr. Noir, who is somehow good at it, to his inn.
And when I walked into the room, Nemia fell into bed. Rub your face against the pillow looking lovely.
"It's a long time ago bed -... It's a fluke..."
I used the fort bed the other day, but I didn't want to call it fuzzy. Nemia seems to have succumbed to her hissing fuzzy bed.
"... I fell asleep. What are we going to do with the rice?
"I feel sorry to wake you up, and we'll have dinner some more time"
"Okay. What are we going to do until then?
"First, I'll gather my master's information and buy a souvenir when I have time."
I bought a souvenir (sweet) last week, but we all ate it because it was about to rot.
"I'll be back in about an hour, so Mr. Noir can go to sleep."
I could only rent one room, but I have two beds. Now you can put your body in big letters and get some rest.
"I want to be by your side."
"Well, let's go together."
Leave a note for Nemia when she wakes up, and we'll leave the inn behind.
"Where are we going first?
It's a tavern.
"... if you drink, you're in big trouble."
If I get drunk, it's going to be a big deal.
"You don't drink, you collect information. When it comes to gathering information, it's a tavern. There's gonna be a bunch of people at the end of the job, and I'm sure you'll get a lot of information."
"I can smell alcohol from over there."
We walked the cobblestone path, relying on Mr. Noir's sense of smell, and we stepped into the tavern.
"Oh, I'm just in the right place! Honey, come here!
Once inside the cheerful atmosphere, my uncle invites me.... Who is it?
My uncle pointed at me as I turned to you in doubt.
"It feels like you're such a good young man! That's what I did! I doubted my eyes!
"Is that true?
"Oh, you were drunk, weren't you?
"That was wonderful! After that, I drank!
"... what are you talking about?
My uncles are thriving, but I'm refreshed about what they're talking about. All I know is that someone very similar to me did something terrible.
"Whoa, bad, bad! You look too much like Ash! Look, you know what. Ash Arkvard won the militant tournament!
Apparently, my uncle watched the militant tournament live and made everyone hear the story. But you didn't seem to believe me.
"I know. I know. I'm Ash."
Bubba, and his uncles erupted booze.
Geez, geezer and cough, he's seriously going to look at me.
"Oh, is that true!? I thought they looked alike..."
So is it true that you defeated the Demon King?
"It's true. Ash beat the demon king to pieces."
Mr Noir said, the tavern quieted down.
"I've knocked him down with a sneeze."
When Mr. Noir told him to go after him, his uncles hid behind the counter. My uncles open the window and let the dust escape so I don't sneeze.
"If you're that strong, why don't you compete with me?
My beard-faced uncle, who was drinking at the counter, says as he wraps his arms around him.
"If only! Stop it! They're gonna shatter us!
"It's a good idea. Even in battle, it's an arm wrestle. What do you say?"
"I don't mind. Instead, answer a few questions when you're done with your arm wrestling"
"Whoa, that's good!
My uncle cleared out the bottle of liquor scattered on the table in a groaning manner and elbowed there.
"I hope you don't shatter it."
"I won't shatter it," he tells Mr. Noir, who looks worried, and I elbow to the table.
Bakih!!!!!
The table broke in two.
"... I'm gonna stop."
My uncle says with a bright blue face. The drunkenness seemed to wake up in an instant.
"See! Told you!? Ash was impossible! Seriously, I broke the earth or just moved my face out of the ground! It's not a mistake!
"Oh, yeah, apparently you do. I don't doubt it anymore... 'Cause this table is made of iron, right?
My uncle sits at the counter like he's re-distracted, and he stares at me.
"So, what's the question?
"I heard there was a mighty man in the lord's mansion, don't you know what kind?
The uncles looked at each other. This reaction... sounds like you know something.
"Any minor information would be helpful if you could tell me..."
"I've lived in this town for a long time, but I've never heard of a strong man in the mansion. But maybe we just don't know, and they're really here."
"What makes you think that?
"There was a lady who asked you the same question before."
"Ask the same question as me?
"Oh. I only have a name...... was it a queue?
"Maybe, is it Mr. Cuhle?
"Oh, that's it! What, did you know her?
"Yes, he's my friend."
Mr. Cule is Mr. Philip's apprentice. He was defeated by the burning Bird Demon King, the Emperor of the South (South Road), and went out to train samurai.
I haven't seen him since, but he stopped by this town to meet the mighty.
Then the intel on the mighty seems very quick to ask Mr. Cuhle. Mr. Sharm would know Mr. Cuhle's contact details, and would you like to ask him later?
"It helped me to tell you a lot. There are two more tables... how much is it?
"You don't have to make amends. Hey, Master?
"Oops. I'd rather stay two nights. The winner of the martial arts tournament is a token of our presence!
"Thank you!
That's how my uncles dropped me off, and we left the tavern behind.
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"You didn't get the information."
After the tavern, Mr. Noir said.
"I'm not. We know the strong don't want to stand out."
"How can that be?
"I'm pretty sure there's a strong man in this town, but you said your uncles never heard of a strong man, right? Which means you're hiding your powers."
The fact that you're hiding your powers won't mean that the identity of the strong is a guard. It would be quicker to appeal to strength.
"I'm sure the identity of the mighty is gardener or maid... I don't think it's a fighting profession anyway"
"What kind of maid is that?
There was a maid ahead that Mr. Noir pointed to.
Could it be the maid who works at the mansion? Just fine and why don't you ask me a question?
We head to the maid who stops in front of the florist.
"Excuse me. I just wanted to ask you something..."
"Yes. What is it?
It was a fine voice. He's fluffy, he's pale... he's obviously not feeling well. The long story is bad, and what if I tell you something briefly?
"I heard there was a strong man in the lord's mansion, don't you have any idea?
The maid moved her eyebrows.
"... assuming there was a strong man, what would you do?
"I want to be an apprentice! That's why I won the militant tournament and asked the king to write me a letter of introduction!
"Really...... If you have a reference, your husband won't pay the front door either. But I don't think it's easy to be an apprentice."
"... are you a difficult person?
"No, you're so cute. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say the best in the world."
When the maid says so with a grumpy face, she turns her lonely eyes to the end of the road.
And I coughed.
"If you don't feel well, I'll take you to the mansion."
"You're kind. But no problem. I quit my maid today."
Did you quit? Is that why you were looking at the mansion so unfortunately?
"By the way, where did you come from?
"I'm from the continent. We travel around a lot of countries."
"Really? If so, do you have any idea where the flowers are blooming a lot? Me, I want to live a healing life for a while... the more rural the better..."
"Is it a country with flowers blooming... There's a town called Lange on the easternmost tip of the continent, and I'm sure you'll like it."
"You're the easternmost lange on the continent. Okay, I'll go that way first. Have a nice trip, too."
A maid who meets with Pepper and walks away. We dropped it off and we headed back to the inn.
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When I came back to the inn, I called Mr. Sharm to get in touch with Mr. Cuhle.
After I tell him what to do, Mr. Sharm will call me a while later.
'It's faster to talk directly,' he said, heading that way. '
Does direct mean that you use instantaneous travel?
That magic can travel instantly once you've been there.
Mr. Cule is like a chunk of action, and he may already be in this town.
"Ash-kun? Are you here?
I hear a woman's voice along with the knocking noise. That's Mr. Cuir's voice. You must have identified my place by looking at a map showing where the mighty man is.
When I finished the call with Mr. Sharm and opened the door, a shortcut sister stood there.
"It's a hiccup, Mr. Cule!
"Hey! That's a hiccup, Ash! And... maybe it's Noir there?
"That's right."
"Heh! I didn't realize you were grown up! And... who's sleeping there?
"My apprentice, Nemia, Mr. Tronko's granddaughter."
"Mr. Tronko, is that Mr. Tronko? How the hell did you get to keep your grandson? My master told me that you had conquered all the ruins and gained magic..."
I told Mr. Cuhle, who tilts his little neck strangely, how I've been so far.
Having trained under Mr. Tico.
That Mr. Noir has become a three-year-old.
Having trained under Mr. Miró.
That he dominated the world tree.
That he won a militant tournament.
And that you're shattering the Demon King at a half-monthly pace-
"You seem to like the Demon King a lot. Seems reassuring that the target wasn't me... but I regret it a little."
Regrettably, does Mr. Cuhle want to try to fight the Demon King? We're on fire for revenge matches, which means we're pretty strong.
"What kind of training did Mr. Cuhle do?
"We used to fight strong enemies in the first place. Fighting strong enemies builds spiritual strength.... but I stopped training six months ago."
"Why is that?
"Compared to the Southern Emperor, we all feel weak. There's nothing more spiritual to be hunted down than fighting any mighty enemy - you can't build your spiritual strength. That's why I'm building my body now."
Mr. Cule turns his clothes all over and shows his stomach.
"It looks hard."
"Hehe. Do you want to touch it?
"I'll touch it.... It's hard. And I'm moist."
Peppy, touch your stomach, and Mr. Noir crushes your thoughts.
"I was exercising earlier, so I'm sweating."
Mr. Cuhle hides his stomach while he says just a little shy.
"So you're stretching your muscles and building your mental strength?
"That's the thing. But I'm pretty sure it works better to fight the strong than to train your body. That's why I need a favor from you. I want you to fight me."
"You'll be shattered."
"I guess. So we'll fight in a decent facility. At the Elstadt School of Magic Arena, where the Master's boundaries are stretched. Of course, with the permission of Dean Eina, you don't have to worry about paying even if the arena is shattered."
"Well, that's a relief."
Mr. Kyle grins and grins at Noir, who looks relieved.
"So, what do you say? Will you fight me? I'm so glad you fought for me..."
"Of course it's fine!
I want to fight the mighty, and I owe Mr. Cuhle a map.
I have a desire to repay that, and more importantly, I am an opponent who has no more as a wizard's debut!
Mr. Cule is the most powerful wizard in the world!
"Yay! Glad to hear it! Hey, I'm thrilled right now! - Oh, yeah. I wanted to ask you about the mighty man in this town. Fine, ask me anything."
I'm flattered by Mr. Cule, who sits on the bed in a happy shake.
"Mr. Cuhle was able to fight the mighty?
"I couldn't fight it. Because they paid me in advance. So I thought I'd at least take a look at my face and go home and take a peek at the mansion with clairvoyant magic. Then I lost my temper to fight."
"Why not?
She was pregnant.
Really? There's no way pregnant women can fight each other. You have to rest, and you should refrain from discipling.
But... are you still pregnant?
"When was that?
"More than six months ago. Based on the swelling of my stomach at the time, I guess I'll be out of labor by half a month at the latest."
I see. I got a point.
I mean, the red dot disappeared because I was pregnant and tired. So, post-partum fatigue came out and the red dots came back.
I don't know if you can train me right away, but suppose I see you first!
"Me, I got the King a letter of introduction, will Mr. Cuhle come with me?
Mr. Cuhle shakes his head to the side.
"I'll keep going until the day you're convenient. [M] I saw the map, and the mighty man in this town remains yellow."
"Yellow?"
What? Isn't the map only blue and red?
"I made a new map. Yellow means' a little weaker than me '. Blue dots and red dots are the only ones you'll ever know to fight."
Did you improve the map to fight all sorts of strong men?
"Of course I'd be most happy to compete with the red dots! And now that the demon kings of East, West and North have been swept away, you're the only red dot in this world! I look forward to the day when I can fight you!
With that said, Mr. Cuhle's been pointing his cell phone at me. Let the magic flow there, and let Mr. Cuhle shed it as well.
"Well, I haven't contacted you since training."
That's how I woke up Nemia, who slept well after she broke up with Mr. Cule, and we were going out for dinner.