Tilea’s Worries

I was dead. That time, until I met that angel...

I got the power to live.

Bicef Falklands recalls.

I was the hope of the Wangdu Adventurer Alliance. When I was fifteen years old, I aspired to be an adventurer, the best thug in town, a kid general, without fear. The town of birth is a rural town with a population of less than a thousand and far from the Wang capital. There was no entertainment, and all the young people in the countryside were jumping to fly a flag in the Wang capital.

I was one of those dreamy young men, and that confidence was stronger than the others.

I'm not impossible. Assuming now, even if it's impossible, we can always go beyond it one day!

There was always unsubstantiated confidence. Not just the mouth, of course. I certainly had the strength to be an adventurer. When I signed up for the Adventurer Alliance and decorated my debut, my rank went up in full swing. And at the age of slightly twenty, he even climbed to the C-rank adventurer. That was the peak of the adventurer Bicef, if you think about it.

You probably didn't leak it and I was exposed to jealousy from around me. He pulled his leg on something. Furthermore, the petty personality was also disastrous, and the quarrel with the surrounding area became worse every year after the year.

If I went on a warcraft crusade, they hubbed me, if I went on a bandit exorcism, they grabbed false information, not to mention assaults ranging from the same adventurer to darkness. There's no way I can get my level up by being exposed to such malice.

I fell into a ramp all at once. He was held by the youngest Rookie in the C-rank, but the difference with his peers was shrunk and overtaken by seeing. And how long was I supposed to be just a mediocre adventurer?

Even though I was up the birth course fast enough to be said to be tenth in history. This status quo was nothing but humiliation.

It just became normal. It would have been nice to have had the metric to accept that until now it had just been over-excited. But the enlarged pride did not allow it.

I'm gonna bloom you back anyway!

I built up an unscrupulous adventure to earn a medal, and I would have played any stand-up game to outrun the opponent. Because of that, I was alienated from a handful of allies and people who were my people.

Still, at the time, I was only looking up. Around them he decided against his enemies, and was hungry for guillotine tonnes. When people saw me like that, they only called me "Bicef the Mad Dog".

Since about this time......

I put more effort into collecting weapons than ever before. People betray, but not weapons. From the betrayed recoil or let the gold say things and buy and collect weapons. People can't be trusted, but weapons protect me...

But this world wasn't sweet enough to fight in a way that didn't believe in people and just relied on the performance of weapons.

One day, it took the ploy of one adventurer who was buying grudges, and he suffered an unrepeatable major injury from the crusade of the White Asian cannibal tiger. Crushing fractures of general bruising, potions and healing magic caused such serious injuries that they could not be fully healed.

My body had to quit this operation of capital...

I cursed my life.

There's nothing left. All I have is a pile of debt......

What do we do now?

It is a tire that is too early in the middle of twenty. I spent my days at my own expense.

Months went by and my mood changed when I was at the bottom.

Even if it's still rotten, my stomach hurts. Having recovered so unimpeded in my daily life, I started looking for my next job. Though faulty, the title of the former C-rank adventurer is not Dada.

Jobs were found one after the other. I tried some things, from a merchant escort to a dignitary bodyguard, sword instruction, etc., but my heart didn't clear. I always use this guy's mouth, but the inside is because he made fun of me for breaking down.

Gradually I was disgusted with the situation around me and decided to be hired as a country guard. Even when it comes to security, they have very little work to do in a peaceful town. It seems boring, but I don't mind. Anywhere you have a job. I wanted to get away from such a rotten place as soon as possible.

And take up his duties in that peaceful town of Berga. That's one country away from the king's capital. Growing woods everywhere, the countryside was spreading. It sounds good when it comes to idyllic, but it is a de countryside that is unlikely to withstand King's Capital life.

I fell too...

No matter how much I wanted to get away from the king's capital, there's nothing here. If I were to mention it strongly, they have a good restaurant. But that's all. Let's do some work and quit again when we save money.

When I was so determined, the kids came into the crawl.

About ten, I guess?

Blonde and silver-haired girl looking over the room looking unusual. I can't do the country because this is totally it. Stuffing is solemn, and it's not for anyone but the people involved to come in.

"You guys shouldn't come in here on your own!

"Oh, sorry"

The blonde girl, she honestly bows her head. I don't have a childish hobby. If she's honest and cute, it's even worse.

"If you understand, go home"

Perhaps encourage you to return with a gentle tone.

"Oh, wait a minute. I say Tyrea. This is my sister Tim. Are you Mr. Bicef?

"Yes..."

"Um - the town guy said, is it true he was an adventurer?

A blonde girl asks, blinking her eyes.

Oh, again...

I was sick and tired of making noise out of being intrigued though kids.

"... back in the day. Anyway, it's off-limits here. I left, I left."

I answered to be half irritated. I can't stay calm when I'm followed by the past. I know it's terrible to hit a kid eight times, but I couldn't contain it.

This girl is scared of my sword screen, too, and she will escape. Phew, is everyone in town going to accuse me of frightening a child? I don't know, in this small country town, the name of Bicef the Mad Dog could spread. Still fine. Not a long town anyway. Watching the situation with half self-inflicted abandonment,

"Wow! I've never seen an adventurer before. Sign it!"

I'll be faced with the unexpected reaction of a blonde girl.

It was the opposite reaction to the mockery and slander that had been constantly being showered since it was dull.

When will it be the first time?

I get such a respectful glance......

Never fool around. I can see that. This girl is giving me pure praise. I only fix the surface, but in my mind I'm not like the ones who make fun of me. I forgot because I dated too many people like that in Wang Du.

This feeling......

That seems a long time ago.

That I hunted the Warcraft for the first time.

That he protected his people from the wolf herd.

That he crusaded the bandits and rescued his captured daughter.

Everyone honored me.

Some parents and children came to thank me in tears.

Because I got that feeling, I could move forward with my feet trembling.

Then the blonde girl was happy to react and lost track of time and blossomed into an adventure story.

Beginning with the concept of magic, living in the Wang capital, crusading cannibal sharks to fight the bandits, etc., even though it's not a very interesting story for a girl to hear. This girl listened to me seriously with her eyes shining.

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"Yeah, yeah, so what?

"I just thought I was done then. But find a gap for a moment. I broke through a bunch of wolves with my sword."

"Huh, wow. Is it possible that the sword that is lowering to its waist was at that time?

"That's right. I still use it."

"Oh, can I touch that for a second?

"Fine, but be careful. Because it's dangerous for Tyrea to have it."

I can't think of giving someone else a sword if it's normal. But Tilea, who praises me purely, is adorable and I stick with her.

Tyrea tries to pick up the sword and set it up, but she doesn't lift it. Pulls and hands are shaking and disturbing my breath. It must be heavy.

Well, that would be. The Great Sword struggles to lift even large adults. If you're a woman and a child, Tilea, it's a shame.

Hehe, Tilea is adorable trying so hard to wave her sword.

"Ha, ha, ha, no. Oh, it's too heavy to lift."

"Ha, I guess so. I can't shake this sword on an amateur first."

"Ha, ha, sounds like it. Then why don't you let Mr. Bicef wave your sword instead?

"Fine."

When Tyrea asks me to return my sword, I wave it towards the air. I vibrated so that the air would be mutilated.

"Oh, wow. It sounds different. This is the genius move, isn't it?"

"Well, for the most part, my arms have faded. There was more beauty in the whole season."

Oh, I even danced with my sword. When I look into Tyrea's eyes, I really want to do you a favor.

"Hey, sister, it's time to go home"

"Oh, right. It's time for this."

"That's right ~. I'm hungry"

"Uh hey, Tim, I'm sorry. I followed Mr. Bicef."

Tim, the silver-haired girl, unlike Tyrea, didn't seem very interested in talking about adventure. Well, this would be the reaction of a normal girl. Tilea is special enough to keep up with me for a long time.

"Then Mr. Bicef, you're leaving today. Also, can I talk to you?

"Of course, Tyrea and the others are always welcome. I had so much fun talking to a cute, funny kid like Tyrea"

When I answered that, Tyrea responded with a full smile as she lit up. She's really pure.

And Tyrea, who was on her way home, looks serious.

"Mr. Bicef."

"What?

"No more adventures?

"Oh, I'm sorry... I can't"

I'm dying from the aftermath of an injury. Even if I can do a simple job, I can't do a more challenging job like when I was an adventurer.

Tyrea looked sad when she found out I couldn't run an adventurer. If this kid is looking sorry, his chest is tightened.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about Tyrea. I've already blown this whole thing off."

"Thank you!

"What!? Hey, now what?

"No, because you've protected us all before. You worked hard until you got hurt badly, didn't you? So thank you!

Tyrea, I'm going to bow my head deep. Tim, who is lying next to me, has also bowed as a sister.

"Well, it's not like they're going to thank you for that. It's my job, and not everyone could have saved me."

"Yeah, that's not true. My father said. We're a cook, but I can get the ingredients because of the hard work the adventurers are doing. Not only is banditry exorcised, but warcraft hunting is helping everyone around. Because there are adventurers like Mr. Bicef who work hard for their lives. So our lives..."

I accidentally hug Tyrea.

I've been wanting it ever since I got hurt badly and retired...

What I really, really wanted......

Neither a retirement pension nor a place of re-employment.

Yes, I wanted you to say these words.

A few years after that, Tyrea comes to the clock to talk to me for a moment. You never get tired of talking about adventure for years, but you listen with your eyes shining.

There was no doubt that Tyrea admired the adventurer. There are times when I thought that if Tyrea had talent and genuine enthusiasm, I could give her a hand as an adventurer. But you can keep admiring it. Adventurers do have dreams, they have hua. But it's also malicious. I don't want Tyrea to be exposed to such malice.

Besides, Tyrea has a resolute dream of being a cook, and she has that talent. In fact, Tyrea's cooking arm went up every day she followed.

Now he's a bad cook in Wang Du, and he won't even reach his feet. I want you to take the cook's path without stopping by a dangerous job like an adventurer.

Tyrea......

My thinker, my heart-saving benefactor, a good cook and bright and beautiful.

Six years after his assignment to Berga, this thought swelled up day by day. The men in town were after Tyrea, too, but I got them all back. Both country potato men don't have Tyrea. Tyrea won't know, but these duels have gone on and on.

I think as I go into the clock and talk to my colleagues George and the rest of the world.

Is it about right?

I thought it was time to confess to Tilea......

"Mr. Biseph, is that handmade by Tyrea?

"Oh, they gave me a thank you for the conversation."

It's a dish called "Meat Potatoes" that Tyrea made for me. It looks and tastes great. George and the others look with envy. I won't do it.

"Looks really good. Tyrea is a good cook and a beauty. Men are going to make a scene, but you don't hear floating stories."

"Surely such a family-minded, well-crafted kid, one or two of my lovers is going to be able to do it soon"

"I've lived in different towns, too, but I didn't have a pretty daughter like Tilea."

My colleagues at the clock praise Tyrea one after the other.

Of course! Whatever. He's my thinker. I don't want to be left with the kids around here.

"He was a good cook and bright and bright. My heart is also tender. Aren't all the young men in town after Tyrea?

"Stupid bastard, I've already been strangled by Bicef's husband to the afterlife."

"Come on, don't say bullshit without roots and leaves"

Put an accidental penetration into George's line. What if there's some weird rumors and you give Tyrea a bad impression?

"What are you talking about? You threatened a young man who tried to screw with Tyrea before, didn't you?

"Oh, that was... until I sanctioned Iron Fist because he was such a thin bastard"

"Oh, I see. So you didn't get a floating story about Tilea, did you? Mr. Bicef is a sinful man, too."

"Come on, no. I'm purely worried about Tyrea..."

"Hehe, it's okay. Tilea, I'm sure you're in love with Mr. Bicef."

"Seriously?

"Yes, Tyrea, you've always heard of Mr. Biseph's martial arts tradition with your eyes shining!

"Yes, indeed."

"Mr. Bicef, please call me right for the wedding."

"Oh, wow."

Tyrea is in love with me. I somehow thought so myself, but when they say it from around me, I feel confident. Even as George and the others return to work, their faces remain niggered.

I couldn't do this. As I was putting my cheeks in a batine, someone came to the stuffing room. I hear a panicked voice. Clear your ears, it's apparently the voice of thinker Tyrea. I'm headed to the entrance to the filling room right away.

As I approached the entrance, I knew clearly it was Tilea's voice.

"Bi, Mr. Bicef! Mr. Bicef! Bicef!

Tyrea is scared!? What happened?

But whatever it is, it's not impossible for a man, Bicef. You're a bandit, but you're a warcraft, but with my arms and my courage, I'll get rid of you by the end of your skin.

This is your chance to raise a man!

Tighten the face that was on the nipple and move in front of Tilea.

"Isn't that Tilea? What are you gonna do, change your blood phase?

"And something terrible happened. J., it's a case. It's a big case!

"Incident?"

"Yes. The dragon..."