Woof Woof Story ~I Said I Wanted To Be A Rich Person’s Dog, Not A Fenrir!~

When the Loutas were evacuating the demons in the north, in the woods of the south, the brave men were making strides in their investigation.

The deep woods covered with trees were dark and it was dangerous to go any further with only the thin lights of the lanterns.

"Alstella, let's camp here today"

"Really? I can still go, though?

"I'm tired."

To push the opinion through, Zenobia lowered the iron box she was in charge of.

"We'll reopen the investigation tomorrow morning. You wouldn't have to rush it, would you?

"Um, well, good. Zenobia, did you deliberately slow down and walk?

"... don't be with you, active adventurer. If you have time to talk, get ready for the fire."

"Yes, sir."

The brave man also unloads his bag and gathers the dead trees.

Step up so you can burn easily and put your hands together.

"Seeking or red. Powder, blow it up."

A short spell made the slightly damp branches burn up easily.

"That's as handy as ever. I don't even need a firestone."

It's surprisingly hard to add or subtract, isn't it? and the brave laugh.

"Because I'm still a brave man. Brave men can do anything by themselves, using swords and magic. So even after you left me, you weren't particularly vulnerable."

"... Arstella"

Pinch the bonfire, and the two of them sit down.

The meal is a simple preserved meal, but if it is broiled on fire, it will be quite edible.

Zenobia had brought preserved meat, bread, cheese, etc. brought to James the Cock.

It would be a good product to say that you can eat quite a bit, etc.

Meanwhile, the food taken out by the brave was portable food notorious in the Alliance as well.

I can tell at a glance from the colour flavour peeled off the packaging. Morgan Commercial developed a fully nutritious diet.

I don't need anything else if I'm even eating this. This product, sold in such a touch, is exclusively purchased by the Adventurer Alliance.

It's inexpensive, sunny and doesn't need to be cooked.

Food for good, but the reputation of the adventurers to be distributed sucked.

Perfect nutritional value is backwards and tastes so bad that it doesn't seem like human food.

Ouch, the clay that simmered and hardened the nails of Hedro and Grandpa's feet and finally brushed them with rotten rags.

I'd rather eat clay if I were enough to eat this.

It's such a terrible substitute to be told, but the brave man mouthed it without changing one complexion.

"... well eaten. I managed to put up with it during my active life but now I don't even want to smell it anymore"

"Really? I think it would be nice to get nutritious."

As if he didn't feel the taste itself, the brave man chews and swallows it without hesitation.

In a pale manner, Xenovia sighed.

"... give me half"

"What?"

"I would have exchanged good brought food back in the day. I'll do half my stuff too."

Zenobia blurted out, pinching the broiled, softened meat and melted cheese in the bread and sticking it out to the brave.

"Here."

"Oh, thank you"

A brave man receives an impromptu sandwich and sees Zenobia.

We looked spectacular and almost ran over portable food.

I manage to pour it in with wine as I turn pale in my face.

"Ha... ha... Still tastes terrible. Has anyone made this ever tasted it?

"Ha, I hope you don't have to"

"Shut up. Eat yours too"

Encouraged by Zenobia, the brave also cheeks a sandwich.

The melted cheese and meat fat stained the hard-baked bread, giving it a good flavour that I don't think is a preserved food.

That's Lord James, Zenobia nodded with extra smoke in his mouth to reword it.

But the way brave people eat sandwiches is no different than when they were eating portable food earlier.

Just swallow the meal in front of you emotionally.

"It would be delicious. Every dish that our chef makes is a hassle."

"... um, I'm not sure."

Zenobia looked suspicious in reply to the reply that she was not delicious or unsavory and was not sure.

"What do you mean you don't know?

"Eh. To tell you the truth, it doesn't taste like anything I've eaten for a long time."

"Nah......! You...!

Zenobia rises to that word, which she says is blatant.

"Oh, it's not like I'm sick. Don't worry about it. Instead, my body is in excellent shape."

Xenobia looked with sad eyes at the brave man who laughed at the tease.

"Better than that, I'm here to investigate the woods, but nothing."

The brave man looks around the woods and crushes.

Instead of demons, there's no sign of animals.

It is as if the inhabitants of these woods have vanished to some place at once.

"... it's a good thing there's no problem. I'm guessing you're right."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I heard from the adventurers I investigated that this forest is not supposed to be such a safe place."

The brave man shrugged his shoulders.

"As soon as they entered the woods, they said they continued to be surrounded all the time by a stabbing gaze. But if you try to come, the forest is peace itself. It's creepy. Does Zenobia really know anything?

"... I don't know. I've only been in enough to count, too, but I've encountered demons in the woods...... never."

"Hmm."

The brave man narrows his eyes and observes Zenobia.

Zenobia drank wine without trying to gaze at it.

"The chatter will be good enough. I'll sleep first. After three hours, we'll take turns."

Zenobia, who removes the blanket from the bag, gets round to breaking the conversation.

"Oh man, I get it. Good night, Zenobia."

"Yeah, I'll take care of the watch."

The brave man took to the tree and sat down to hold the holy sword.

His eyes, staring at the burning fire, were dark, blurry, and he seemed to have seen nothing.

† † †

The fire is burning in the distance.

I was looking at it from a distant sword tip cliff.

Fenrilleye is a prospect even in such a dark distance.

"Wow. (Hmm, that sounds surprisingly friendly)"

I thought you were more giddy, and I'm giving you a good combo air.

Maybe it's because you haven't encountered demons, but the brave ones are also very dear.

"Wafufufufufu (this would normally get me home without anything happening)"

Good. Good.

Evacuation went well, and I went home and slept well.

"Chiu? (My lord, what's wrong with you?)"

Huh? What? Isn't this a neat course until morning?

Ren urges me to move my gaze again to a distant bonfire.

When you push your eyeballs out a lot, you can see far away.

In an enlarged view, the brave man was standing up.

Walk quietly to Xenovia and pay for the sheath of the Great Sword.

Zenobia sleeping with her back turned doesn't look like she'll notice.

And the brave man waved a great sword.

Hey, hey, hey!

You're obviously trying to attack your sleep, that!

Why are you attacking my buddy Xenovia? What the hell was that friendly attitude just now?

Anyway...

"Wow, wow! (Against violence, against violence - Yikes!

A distant brave man trembled in my howl, which came out unexpectedly.

My eyes meet me looking down from the sword tip cliff and the glow returns to my blurred eyes.

And then he rushed back to his original place, surprised that he was pulling out his sword.

"Wahoo (uh, what is that, a sleepwalker or something?

Did I fall asleep and make a mistake with the demon and Xenovia? It's too dangerous in any case.

Will you ask Gallo to keep an eye on you later? This distance will allow you to escape even if you are noticed.

"Gaw (Ha, right away!

Ha!? When did you stay behind?

And I'm not talking right now, am I?

"Gaugau (because it is the teaching of my predecessors to say whatever the king's minister is, whether it is as much already in motion when the king's life is decreed)"

"Wah, wah (well. That's a compassionate and conjectural mind. Good for you, eh?)"

Apparently, Gallo's King Faith education started before I came.

"Gaw! (Ha, now excuse me! If that brave bastard behaves strangely, just mow his neck and take a look!

"Wow! (Not at all! You're not pumping it!

Instead of drawing on my thoughts, they were interpreted as enlargement.

I knew the Demon Wolves wouldn't listen to me.