Ore wa Mada, Honki o Dashite Inai

"Whoa, isn't that Hermes? You've come to the right place."

"Hmm?"

In the evening, hanging around the town of Pindos appropriately, I could hear a squeaky voice like that, whether it was friendliness or intimacy.

Turning to his voice, there was an old man he knew.

A bunch of old storefronts, books that feel almost flooded out to the outside of the store.

He runs a bookstore in this Pindos. He knows his face, he's Casios' grandfather.

"Casios' grandfather. What's the matter, just the right place?"

"Hmm, I got a good one. Wait a minute."

Grandpa slowed his mouth and went back inside the store.

"Hmm...?

I also found myself with a raised corner of mouth.

I've known Casios' grandfather for a long time.

Many of the photo albums I have, like the "rare value" in them, were mostly purchased by Casios' grandfather.

The grandfather said, "I got a good one".

Expectations rise to no.

After a while at the store, Grandpa came back.

"Look, it's a photo album that's way out of print."

"Which one? The Battle Princess of White Ya... No, I can't read the name."

Because it's a fairly old photo album, I couldn't read where the second half of the title seems faint and named.

So I snapped my neck, but my grandfather...

"More Mendama, pull it out and take a good look."

"You can't see it if you pull it out...... hmm, last name in the second half? Just a little bit left? Is this... canoe?... canoe?

"Ooh."

Surprised to look up and see Grandpa, Grandpa had a good face and a good smile on his face showing only about three teeth left together up and down.

"Oh, Hermes and this first generation."

"First generation!?

Surprise and see the cover of the photo album again.

Of course I know the first name, in full name.

If you revisit it with your knowledge of it - sure, that's how you can read the faint parts.

"That means it was hundreds of years ago."

"I tried to get it. Huh?

"Heh."

Parallax the first generation of photo albums with different emotions than when viewing the various Ortier photo albums.

"... you're strong"

"Huh?"

"No, nothing."

Accidentally.

And then I said some serious thoughts.

'Cause I can't help it, the first female swordsman supposedly on the photo album was a huge mess and quite enough sword user to tell over the photo.

No... seriously, you're strong. This.

This is the most powerful swordsman I've ever known.

That's seeping through the ends.

How do you know that... because I thought this woman was an absolutely stubborn, thorough-type personality.

Even though it's a photo album, I don't care at all about the photo projection, because it poses as a bee's "sword".

Stubborn, not accommodating, strong anyway.

The first photograph has been a powerful appeal to it.

"Even the first Canoe?

"Wow, beautiful, I think I'm in love"

"If these kids would come to my wife."

"Wow!

Glimpse surprised me.

Soon, the inhabitants of the town gathered around me and glanced at the photo album.

Everyone is intrigued and looking at the photo album I have.

"The image of the first Canoe from my grandfather's grandfather remains intact."

"If you look closely, do you look like your current lord?

"True, you have a similar vibe."

Because someone said so, everyone's gaze has now focused on me.

They stare at me seriously and I'm a little uncomfortable.

Well, he's a descendant, and if he tells me he looks alike, I hope so.

I had a bitter laugh, and I thought, well, what are we gonna do?

I heard a noise from a little far away.

I wondered what it was and now I look at you.

"Roar."

Shit in a different way, I thought.

The people who looked like a rough guy whose inhabitants would clear their way just walking down the road were, you know, a fantasy group.

I'm not doing anything wrong, but the residents are frightened at will, clearing the way, and whispering in far-flung windows because they looked like some kind of bandit.

By the way, it feels like the Dreams don't even care about that at all, and they usually walk in the middle of the road.

Over here - they're on their way.

"Whoa."

After one of the members found me, they all came this way in unison.

Not good, not good if it stays like this.

While I was wondering how to deceive them, they all came before me.

Residents gathered to see the photo album were also frightened by the dream group.

"Ri, lord. Please help."

He told me.

Almost at the same time one of the members opened his mouth and tried to speak to me, but Curos, hearing the inhabitants' words, raised his hand and blocked the words.

After Curros stared at me in the face.

"Are you the lord of this town?

"... oh"

"... I see"

Me and Curros staring at each other with a difficult face.

The other members of the confused Dream Regiment and the frightened residents.

Not good, here, how to cut through.

I want to remain hidden if I can, that I have become the head of the Dream Regiment.

The Viscount who became the boss of a very famous group of fornicators.

Um, I can't predict if it's good or bad, but it's visible to be famous and full of hassle.

I need to do something to deceive you - if you think.

"Excuse me, we're a bunch of bastards called Dreams."

"... yeah?

I was a little confused by Curros' dialogue.

Is this... could it be?

"For once, I wanted to see the Viscount of the Canoes."

Even the first time we met... are you hitting a play for me?

I thought so, and that was the right thing to do.

Curros gave me an eye for insignificance so I could look just like him.

Together, yes, it sounded like you were telling me.

"What are you gonna do with it on me?

"As you know, we're bandits - people who take it away from the rich and do business without a hand."

"That's a shitty rhetoric."

"So I wanted to see the Viscount once."

"I see you now though. So?"

"That's just the most powerful swordsman in the world, no, ever, descended from Lord Canoe"

Yeah?

Are you referring to the descendants of Master Canoe?

"What surprises you, Kano's martial name is still the story grass of the continent."

"I see."

"It's flat, but it's not just the waist. That's what I said about the descendants of Lord Canoe."

Curros lifts me while dashing the first generation.

"Yeah, I can tell by hiding it. We're not gonna make it."

"Huh?"

"It occurred to me that we were wrong. Please, will you miss it?"

That's what Curros said and bowed his head to me.

Behind that culos, other members of the Fantasy League glance at each other or stick at each other with their elbows.

"" "" Miss it!!

And I acted with all my voices together.

The fact that all the members of that famous fantasy group bowed their heads shocked them around.

"Oh, man. Is the lord that strong?

"I don't know, but that fantasy group's got its head down."

"Naturally, he's a good man with a dark face."

A sloppy voice, I'm convinced of something on my own.

No, I'm being guided by Curos.

"Eh."

"Please miss it. We do nothing wrong in Lord Canoe's territory."

"" "Please miss it" "

Everyone held their voices together, raised their heads once again, and lowered their heads again.

They're staring at me.

I have the color of expectation in my eyes.

That's an irreversible type of public opinion with high expectations.

"Wow, okay. I wouldn't do anything if I were normal."

"Thank you"

"" "Thank you!!!

Three times, a fantasy group that aligns their voices.

The raised face looked nibbly somewhere.

That's still good, what's worse than that.

"Wow, don't do anything, I suppressed the Dreams."

"Was our lord such an amazing man?

I heard words that I wouldn't listen to.

No, there's nothing I haven't done.

I certainly haven't done anything on this occasion! I didn't do anything to tell you the truth!

"Mmmm..."

I can't say anything about my relationship with the Fantasy League right now.

I'm in front of the public.

Don't do anything. You've screwed up the most heinous group of prostitutes on the continent.

And this thing -- this type of thing.

It became a big rumor with its tail and back.