Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

May 23, 7445.

Members of the Killers (Slaughters) have been out to King's Capital since before noon yesterday and are scheduled to stay overnight, so they still haven't returned since dawn of the night. So I'm having breakfast alone this morning. Someone sat at my table saying "rude" when I was putting stir-fried eggs on bread with a boring looking face.

"" Good morning, Mr. Greed ""

"Hmm? Oh, good morning"

These are the Falergers and Heroskol. After you two say hello to me, it feels like it's hard to say anything. I've been saying the same thing every time I see him lately, so I'm a little ungrateful to think he'll be talking about the example again anyway, but I was originally prepared. I'll ask you again and again.

"Are you alone today?

"Yep..."

You'll see when you see it. It's one person. Oh, that's kind of sloppy, me.

"Hey, this is a piece of advice, but of course those below need perseverance, but forgiveness is also important. I think you can do some things with your eyes closed."

"Right......"

That's very true, isn't it? I know you don't have to say that, but I don't care.

"I've been wondering how you guys are doing these days..."

"I'm not willing to pry into your internal circumstances, but if you need anything, please don't hesitate to say it. If there's anything we can do, we can help."

"Oh, I'm sorry for your concern. But it's okay, I'll do something about it."

I answered with a weak grin. Recently, I've always wondered, but the way Heroscor talks isn't anywhere. When the booze came in, it went back to the way it had been at the beginning of the encounter, but it felt like I had been trying to speak politely for some time after the beginning of the year. And I can see the feeling I've been mixing up again for the past month or so.

Ragdarios (Common Language) has words like "Honorable Words" (I took classes that I should describe as Mandarin in school, and I didn't officially study it, so of course it's my construct), and I can use it to speak to them in a way that suits me. In his case, I'm not sure if that's a bad use or if he doesn't want to use it.

It feels like a mix of Japanese country dialects and standard language respect, but should I say that? Or I guess I just don't know the tribute in that country dialect. I don't even want to think you're insulting me now. They've been in the labyrinth for almost six months. Since about the middle of last month, we've been in sunlight (Sun Ray), and we've been to three layers with them and, according to things, four layers. Haven't you been to the boulder yet? It would be strange not to understand what position (position) the Killers (Slaters) are in among the adventurers of this city already.

Oh, I'm not going to tell you to speak all respectfully. There's something wrong with the way in which dialects and standard words are spoken, so I think it's going to unify into one or the other. I think there's so much difference between them and us that you don't hit a bee when you demand that much.

They were then accompanied by a tedious conversation like a sermon with a glitch of advice over breakfast with the two of them. Either way, when I was about to have trouble answering politely, I finally finished my tea and was released. Unlike other stores, I like the unique aroma of bean tea in this store, so I wanted to enjoy it slowly, but I couldn't help it.

After breakfast I could have gone out of town and practiced "Transmute Rock to Mad" sorcery, but I remembered that I was under considerable stress in Gotagota these days, trying to clear the Usa by hitting a bunch of goblins and knolls by myself into the labyrinth. However, the time continued when the monster never showed up even when he tried to use the magic of "Audible Glamour" to call the monster, and eventually returned to the city as soon as he had done so by emptying the canon.

I moved from one layer to the small room at the labyrinth entrance, and when I got back, the guys with the faces I found out just out of the small room in the front came out. The Mountains of Purgatory Flame (Gehenna Flair). As usual, it was a villainous, flashy outfit that solidified itself with black and orange lineage gear decorated with flames.

"Hmm? Alone? Isn't Guinehan with you today?

"You're practicing magic, my Knox and Daniela do it every once in a while."

Heggs Whiteflame of Dwarf, leader of the Purgatory Flame (Gehenna Flair), has spoken. Uh-huh. If you say it, you always say it in the second word, Guinegne. No... Call Xenom once in a while. Especially since Xenom is vulnerable to alcohol, I wouldn't be able to hang out with him.

"Oh, she's been visiting Lombertier since yesterday with other members."

"What? Seriously big...... Shit, the leader had to tell us to go to the labyrinth last week. We might have been able to hang out with Guiney..."

"That's right, I couldn't make a lot of money this time because of my stupid leader..."

"Well, did you make a lot of money?

"But the Ice Monster opponent immediately retreats..."

"Win, beat Ice Monster... don't make it dangerous..."

"Well, that was a good decision. There were no injuries."

"Well, thanks to you, I'll live to meet Guinehan."

"" Don't say it yourself... "

... These guys always look like fun.

"I think you'll be back tonight. Shall I tell the store when I get back?

"Oh! Because we're going to" Peggies "!

"Damn, you can't use our leader. I wonder if you'll just trade the contents with the leader of the slaughterer (Slaters)."

No... but replacing only the contents, these guys really stick to Dwarves. I don't like short legged dwarves, even if it's possible. Yeah, I guess it's because the Japanese are mixed up, but my family has one short leg. But still, if it's a criterion of previous life, I guess my legs are longer. Having said that, reincarnates feel a little shorter than average in their species. Tris and Mizuchi or something is still because they are an elf or they look pretty good and long, but I'm sure they contribute to those who lower the average length of the pedigree's legs.

If it's going to be a king in the future and let me write a book of founding, let me tell you that my legs have been long. I don't think anyone would write it.

"Oh, that's terrible... Everybody's not talking about it..."

"I'm kidding, I'm serious"

"Wye, the type you truly take..."

"Don't be depressed, Guiney. You have the right to sit next to me."

"Oh, I'm so glad. I'm getting better."

"... with our man. It's always like this."

"True, there are two such good women, don't even look..."

"Woman? Hey, Gurn, did we have a woman?

"No, I don't. Ugh!"

"Stay! Hey, Daniela, Marsh, okay, okay, so stop it."

I always think, what the hell are these guys? Wow - they rarely talk to anyone but Dwarves in a tight outfit, but this is what I occasionally talk about thanks to Ghine. I'm kind of out of poison......

Afterwards, having lunch alone, I guess it was bad that it was a table served on the side of the road, the leader of the Green Regiment (Verdegli Brotherhood), and Roberto Vilheimer of Elves, as well as Bath, took the streets. These guys have long legs and look good too...... It's okay. I don't care.

"Oh, Mr. Greed. What, are you alone? Yeah, well, you'll have a lot to think about, the leader's lonely. Oh, and you and this Dark Elf, if you can pull it out, tell me you're free at any time."

Vilheimer's old man came up with a disgusting grin and talked aloud. Damn.

"No, you can't do that, Killers (Slaters) are talking about that and the tie is stiff..."

I saw the old man like Bath was surprised.

"Hmm, what do you say? From what I've seen lately, this guy's pretty licked. You were worried about the party anyway."

How many times are you sitting across the street...

"No, nothing..."

When I answered faceless, the old man whispered, "That's pretty rumoured," when he put his face close to my eyes. I know, I know.

"Well, good luck with the aerial decomposition!

I just sat down, and when Vilheimer stood up, he slapped me on the shoulder and took me with Bath and left. Bath looked back several times and seemed sorry for his strange face.

"Mr. Al, we're back now"

Nearly evening, when I was indulgent in my room, everyone came in.

"Ooh, welcome home. Did Wang Du have fun?

"I came to see the shrine of Lombertia. It's big and it was great."

Mizuchi said with a smile on his face.

"I did the dog race, too. I've never done this before but it was pretty funny!

Ralpha has something weird wrapped around her neck. Isn't it hot?

"Lar won quite a bit. I made enough money to buy a Munk fur collar roll! When?"

Guine laughs by the way. Munk fur is quite expensive, but only quite so. That collar roll won't even do 200,000 Z (twenty silver coins) at this time of year.

"Ugh, I wanted you to wrap your natural fur collar around me"

Only natural furs are available here (Aus), I suppose, but I'll keep my mouth shut. But you, you know, I'm telling you, I used to trade presents with Bell. You've been using collar rolls. Munk's fur isn't worth as much as you can't afford, and you're not being honest with him.

"More than that, Marceau took a big hole. Lar was the result of many races, but Marceau took 70,000 at once."

Zulu seemed to enjoy it too. But Engela seems to have made a lot of money, too. Good for you.

"Um, your husband. This is boring stuff..."

Engela took a small cup out of the bag she lowered to her waist. It also has a light green, slightly elaborate design handle.

"Huh? Will you?

The glass itself is common, but the value is quite tense. Even this guy would do 20,000 Z.

"Thanks, I'll take care of it."

"No, it just so happens to be profitable and... well, it's a little gratitude"

Gratitude... Oh, the sheath payment. But for Engela, 20,000 Z should be a lot of money. The feeling was delightful.

"Oh, yeah, Guine. Today I drink the Purgatory Flame (Gehenna Flair) at Peggies. If you feel like it, go to him later."

"Oh, really? I don't know what to do..."

"One night or so is fine. I said if you feel like it, but it's an invitation to the corner, show him your face."

"Mm... I get it. Then I'll go to" Peggies "later"

Guine's jawbeard is already over six centimeters long. Cheeks are still sparse, but they're already a fine dwarf from anywhere. I've just gotten used to it these days.

Bastral and Giberti are discussing something in the corner of the room. Is it the sausage consultation?

"... inadvertently. We're all back safely, and we're going to dinner. I'm going to Larbay. We'll only be working together tomorrow morning."

That's what I said. I stood up and tried to leave the room.

"" I don't know, the... I haven't thought about anything weird ""

Tris and Bell said it with their sorry faces. Fine, I said I'd leave it to your measures once, and I'll follow the baselines. I have some regrets about fixing it myself.

"Don't worry about it. There will be some things you can learn from here. More than that, are you ready over there?

"Yeah, that's it, but you'll also need some publicity...... what time (when) would you like it? I'm sure the shrine will be fine at any time if you contact them about the day before."

"It's your job to think about it, too. Let me know when you decide."

"" Yes ""

I left the room and headed to "Rabay".

May 29, 7445.

Day two down to the seventh floor. Nearly in the evening, it's about five hundred meters to a small room with crystal bars for the transfer to the eight layers. It would be my last fight of the day, and I declared that I would not use ice even if the orga was weak.

"... from the right... now!

"... Huh!

"Goohhhhhhhhh!

Zulu's two-handed sword (bastard sword) hit him clean as he was cut off his right arm and left leg by Mizuchi's song knife (Simiter) and swung blood all over it on the left auga. It's just an attack on the right arm because it has a shield, but I guess it did a lot of damage nonetheless. Is that fatal, Auga flipped backwards as it was and stopped moving.

"Now, poke it!

"Yah!

"Whoa!

Standing firm on his shield, Guine and Bastral speared into the orga at the behest of Tris, who hit him with that shield and sealed the stick he grabbed in his right hand, and the orga in the middle was desperate.

"Bek nos nimr fawn size ka dren!"

Off-track and prevented Ralpha by axing the stick of the right auga while casting a "flame arrow" spell. At the same time a flaming arrow hits the face of a disfigured orga. Not surprisingly, Auga screamed and released her right hand from the stick she was grabbing with both hands, scratching her face 27615; and wielding the stick left in her left hand into the dark cloud.

Zenome rolled at its feet and slammed a hand axe (tomahawk) into the ankle of his leg to deprive him of the maneuverability of the orga. Auga accidentally got on one knee, but Engela, diving into her right armpit scratching her face, cut her side tendon with a staircase (broadsword). My arm drips. But Engela, don't forget the existence of the shield. I guess it's not for you.

Shortly afterwards, "Stone Javelin" stood under Auga's jaw with the sound of dobbling. It would be Bell's magic.

I thought a little while confirming that all the orgasms were dead and ordering the collection of demon stones. Even if I deal with the other three, I can safely watch them first. This time it was a herd of five, but the first one was killed by a distance-ranging attack magic trick, and while they were approaching, Mizuchi and I killed one more. Still in the form of an interception of all three approaching.

Early on after receiving the enemy, Mizuchi cut off the leg of the left orga, which moved Guine to the middle cover, and Bell, the middle cover, also quickly switched to the right cover. The decision to migrate cover was also quite timely.

Is it time for four (one for two) opponents to go?

It was about the end of May and the end of June, when we entered July, when it was totally hot.

I sold Zulu Engella Ghiberti to Tris.

Zulu is 10 million Z.

Engella is nine million Z.

Giberti is three and a half million Z.

Twenty-two and a half million Z.

Is it a confirmation of rumors that we are going to the shrine in Balduk because of the naming ritual, there were dozens of adventure-style guys out there, peeking this way?

About half of them were faces I found out about.

"I really didn't know I'd do it..."

"How dare you..."

Then Vilheimer and Andersen invited me to drink lumps.

He also paid off the Boyle Pavilion room and moved his base to the "Kailug Inn". Starting tomorrow, I'm a solo adventurer. If you are a member of the Green Chamber of Commerce, you do not need to hurry because it is Wang Du to register employees, etc. Well, adventurers and chamber employees are separate. I'm going to be an adventurer on my own.

Lonely.

I miss human skin.

I also broke up with Mizuchi, and no one would complain about playing in a whorehouse......

No, I'm not going either.