Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

29 Apr 7446

"Have I kept you waiting?

Mun says, looking a little sorry.

"No, because you didn't say it till time. Just in case you got here early, don't worry about it."

I saw Mun again when I lit the light with "light" magic on the stone I had in my hand.

My body looked a little rounded because of my age, but my loving face looked at me with tender eyes, as it used to be.

"Mun, I'll introduce you again. This guy is Mizuchi. Mizzerit Chiztungrl. Mine, woman. Mizuchi, she's Mun. It's Munelyn Tobas, my benefactor. I taught her a lot... and yes, I learned to do the backswordsmashing."

"I would like to greet you again. I'm Munelyn Tobas. I was a maid of honor in your mansion when Al was a little girl. Master Al is my benefactor. Thank you for your kindness, Al. Please support me."

"Come on, Mun. When I said that, I had more help."

Mun just smiled.

"This is me again. My name is Mizzerit Chiztungrl. Please call me Mizuchi. And I've heard a lot about you. Thank you for being so adorable."

Mizchi greeted Mun and thanked him, and he crouched and smiled as he grabbed the hem of Mun's skirt and gazed at the eyelard hiding behind him. Speaking of having lights, what about being smiled at by the Dark Elves (Dark Elves) in the middle of the night... what do you think? Islard seems a little scared about Mizuchi. This guy too...... I can't help it, Mizuchi won't do it either.

Mizuchi has a concave eyebrow in eight letters. There are also many Elves in Barkud. But naturally, there's not a single dark elf. Probably not even in Marquis Webdos territory. Well, Mizuchi is not even a common dark elf skin close to black. The only elves and the fabrication of the face itself would fall into the beautiful category, but only the white dyed hair, the light purple skin, the large other wound noticeable face, and the pink lips are the only ones that remind me of what blood is going through on the outside. You'd be scared of kids.

"Oh, this, Al! I'm sorry. I'll scold you hard later, please forgive me."

Mun has apologized to Mizuchi and me for his great momentum when he saw how it went. I've been expecting this since I saw Islard here... and I can't help it. But when we met at noon today, there was nothing... I just know Mizuchi was happy after that.

"Never mind. I can't help it."

Mizuchi also stood up and stepped back when he said so with a slightly discouraged face. You must be trying to hide from me.

"... excuse me"

Mun apologizes with a mosquito crying voice. Aylard has just turned six. I really don't think I have a choice.

"By the way, why Al?

In an attempt to change the subject, I asked why I had brought Aylard here.

"Um, she showed this kid how to use a short spear this afternoon... I'm sorry. It was something I had only a vague memory of, and I could only tell you the simple things...... thank you.... Here."

"I'm sorry I scared you"

Mun thanking me immediately made Mizuchi apologize for pulling the eyelard he had hidden behind him forward and letting him bow his head.

"It's okay, never mind"

And Mizuchi, whose gaze was high on the back length of the eyelard, stroked the eyelard. Ailard seems to have accepted Mizuchi this time without being frightened. Irard, stroked by Mizuchi, then looks at me and opens his mouth.

"Ah... Um... Dear Alain. Thank you very much!

That's what I did on my own, and that's okay. I'm not thankful enough. As far as I'm concerned, I'm glad you took a good look. He stares at Pepper and Islard, who bows his head to me with his sword, and when he crouches like Mizuchi just now, he opens his mouth by doing his hand to Islard's head.

"Al. That sword (bayonet) is what I used to use. I fought Horndbear many times with it. The guy you have is the most weapon in Barkud right now that's worn through the horn bears. I've punched into the very roots of the blade. Thank you for taking care of me. Now you use it to help Zed and Becky."

"Yes!"

"That's a good reply."

I looked at Mun as he stroked my crochet and Al's hair and stood up.

Mun, with her hands on both shoulders of Islard, is smiling.

I felt grateful for the look on his face.

He then sat back on the right stone to talk about the recent developments for a while and spent about thirty minutes.

Along the way, when we talked about the First Knights, about the labyrinth, about the monsters we defeated there, Islard also embarked on himself with a body that he said was intriguing. Since Mizuchi talked quite a bit too, Eilard seems to have gotten used to Mizuchi. It should be noted that Mun has also been silently teaching his husband Bosh the sword regularly in the middle of the night since last spring when Eilard turned five. Hi Lombert. Sounds like the way Mun used to learn to do it, not the Fogen stream, which is the general use of swords in the kingdom. Wow - does it feel like Mizuchi's swordsmanship has deteriorated?

But is it regular? Not every night is a problem with the... Yes/No pillows?

"... Then we're going to exercise lightly. If I didn't do anything, my arm would be dull."

That's what I said and cut it up because it was a good time. Islard still listened. He did, but it's late at night, and it's time for the good boy to go to bed. Islard, who seemed to regret it until the end, was hugging Mizuchi when he broke up. He seems totally used to it, he broke it down, yeah, this one. but that's mine. Don't bury your face.

I whispered to Mun in the meantime. This was the original purpose of the time you took tonight.

"As for the example, I refused to worry right after that. Don't worry. No problem. Took me a while to tell you... you'd have made me anxious for a long time, wouldn't you? I'm sorry."

That's what I say and I bow my head gently.

"Dear Al. I had nothing to worry about."

Raising her head, Mun was smiling at me one day as it was.

Whoa, did I tell you to stay on the big ship?

After breaking up with the Muns, me and Mizchi proceeded to the west of the village. There's a side hole in the mountain where the shreeker is. Shreekers in the vicinity of Barkud are not going to get much bigger, and if you pack the borough cloth in your ear for an earplug change, you can hunt without much difficulty. Leaving it alone won't be a big problem unless it comes close.

Speaking of which, I've been hunting a few times before, not in Mun. Shreeker is a mushroom-like monster with multiple little legs, and he doesn't have a great deal of fighting power on his part, and if he cares about it, he's enough to kill even ordinary children who aren't reincarnated. But when I feel the animals that prey around me approaching me, they make a golden scream (strange to say because it's not the mouth) from several holes in the head, calling the monsters around them.

If that's all you have to do is smash the monster you called in and pick the demon stone before he approaches you, but if you're unlucky to hear that scream at close range, you can be weak. earplugs to avoid it.

Mizuchi and I, aiming for a sidehole where Shreeker lives, said, "When I first went hunting for Shreeker, I met another demon before that and Mun got hurt, but I saved him brilliantly. It's a lie, though," or "the next time I go, I don't take Mun's advice, I hear decent screams at close range, I've weakened and leaked my piss. It's true, though." I was walking around with some nagging memorabilia.

In the dark, creepy woods, I had to rely on only "lights" like flashlights to soothe the atmosphere a little bit. But he said, "You don't have to be so careful. I look good," Mizuchi said, plainly depressed that Mizuchi had [infrared vision (infrastructural vision)] special abilities.

Let Mizuchi tell you that the tree's skin is only a little less temperate than the ambient air, and it looks fine. Instead, they told me that it was easier for me to get in the way of [infrared vision (infrastructural vision)] with infrared radiation coming from me. So what about the infrared radiation coming from you, I wanted to say, but I kept quiet. I'm sure my own infrared will show up in my eyes, but I'm used to it, so I guess it's no problem.

Naturally, we're pretty good at fighting. Shreeker, of course, also finally hunted monsters and hobgoblins like Ei flying in the sky called Mantalay, who came by screaming and naturally succeeded in getting the Shreeker of their purpose in the tail.

It would be the Horned Bear position that could be described as a threat around here. That would be perfectly fine for me and Mizuchi, unless they accidentally hit me from close range. In two hours, the night will dawn.

It should be noted that when I got home, my brother was moulding while using the lights to secure the lights.

"Oh? It's such a late night for both of us...... is it time for the night to dawn? What time is it? Were you out? You didn't even notice."

and still looked up at the dark sky and laughed, wiping the sweat flowing by hand.

"Oh, oh, you're an adventurer. He's a demon opponent, and I don't want to blunt his arms."

And he laughed and deluded, and gave him the demon stone that he had picked.

"Whoa!?... so many... more than ten!... awesome. Are you sure?

"Of course. Just think of it as a lodging fee and take it."

"Ha ha. Don't worry about it, spend the money, Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce... you ordered the armor."

I laugh at boring jokes, but I was stunned. Was my brother doing an audition at night like this?

I have to look around and do my squire's archery during the day... and I guess I only get about midnight time.

April 30, 7446.

The next morning, Zed and Becky had their mother thrown into the Lords' Office upstairs to train in magic as soon as they had breakfast. He wanted to talk to me and Mizuchi about everything, but he told me that he would talk to you as much later as he wanted, so I let him train in magic. In the meantime, we went for a run, and when we got back, Sister-in-law Shani used the magic of weather prediction (Predict Weather) and life sensing (Ditect Life) magic on her brother. Sister-in-law Shani is fit for all attributes of witchcraft, but her magic power is a little higher than that of the general public. All four and not so high, including the level of skill and magic (which can also be described as quite high in terms of age, as it resembles a one-serving magician).

My brother boasts more magic than Mizuchi. Practice for a few days or so and you'll be able to use it. However, I said that I should have it in my wife's hands. Then Petrified (Fresh to Stone) and Depetrified (Remove Petrification) also captured and demonstrated frogs that were jumping there.

Because of this, I left my brother and I in the shower, and Mizuchi invited Guineh and Engella to take a bath in the morning. Showers are enough to make you sweat, but once you take a bath. I know how you feel.

After lunch, Mizuchi, Guineh and Engella are also exchanged for auditions at our training ground. Today, the squire who manufactured the rubber products seems to be joining us. Civilians and slaves who are not in the role of squire continue to be involved in the manufacture of rubber products.... Is that it? Was the archery of Barkud's squire so lukewarm? I used to have such a tough image...

"You don't seem to have enough."

My brother laughed bitterly and spoke to me.

"No, nothing like that..."

"You're not the only one. If you look at everyone's face, you'll see. Don't be with the leading adventurers who challenge the labyrinth every day."

My brother had a loud temper for his squire when he clapped his shoulders.

"Hola, Whitney! You can't be such a whimper! Al's laughing! I know I used to teach you, Al, a sword!

I'm not laughing...

In the Killers (Slaughters), the lower ranks, Guineh and Engela also often seemed to prevail when dealing with their squire. Of course, the skill of handling spears and swords is itself higher for the squire. However, there appears to be an increase in armaments in Guineh due to sharpness of poking and weight movement when moving from paying to attack. Engella was Engella, and when it came to defense, it was doomed. Besides, he was working well with the person he had put together, and he was losing his posture so that he could easily attack him. I've always knocked on defenses and collaborations.

Well, no.

"Let's do it, brother."

The wooden gun I used to use disappeared in one way or another, so I can't use the sword.

I put up a wooden sword and spoke to my brother.

After all, my brother was strong. Lately, I rarely get attacked in mock warfare. Very rarely, to the point of being axed by Xenom, that's also more of an opponent, only when I'm set to defend the rear guard by myself. Nonetheless, in this short time, my brother made me hit the wooden sword directly. It was one-on-one...... Of course, I hit almost all of the attacks I unleashed to hit, but my brother's level is only eleven. Besides, it would have just been eleven this year from experience. Jun Min is more than triple and clever is two and a half times more expensive for me...

There was no difficulty in the sudden double-penetration of my wife's hand, which I let go, and I was convinced that I had already exceeded my brother's arm, but when I was attacked on my flank back side, which was unleashed without passing through my side, I was stuck breathing for a moment. He was protecting his kidney (Kidney) with a protector, so it didn't lead to a major injury, but he stuck his breath in shock that he was hit more directly by Moro than that. It was a brilliant poke unleashed at an exquisite time.

I'm gonna recess. This is gonna recess seriously. I've never skipped an audition. I keep running as long as I can, and I'm not lazy about the actual battle. To confess, I didn't even think it would be that easy to get a direct hit unless the opponent was also a monster.

Of course, I was never caught off guard from my heart. There's no way you can be cautious with that brother. Everything but that blow was taken off the evidence. Of course, not only was Mizuchi watching the game on his side, but Guineh and Engela were also surprised. A little over three years ago, Engela was the only one watching the First Knights opponent do a mock fight, but even for her, she didn't seem to think she'd get an attack from her brother if it was me growing up.

Perhaps my brother uses all his talent. In addition to the natural body balance, it makes all the abilities hidden in the flesh its own with an unrelenting effort. Is training reaching an area where you can freely take off your brain limiters with the power of your will? No, well, objectively. Still, I can only say it's my victory.

But at the same time, I understood that there was still room for me to grow a lot. Humanity in Orth, beginning with the Puppet (Hume), proved capable of increasing concentration and bringing the potential of the flesh to its limits by talent and, depending on how it did it, by the power of the will.

May 1, 7446

A primitive body of boots for everyone was completed in the morning. My brother just pulled it off. The shoemaker Barr was a very fast working, skilled craftsman. The protectors of Ghine and Engella are also almost complete, leaving only a few adjustment parts. You'll be able to leave the village tomorrow. You can wear rubber armor, and luggage that looks like luggage is about boots. Even a big bag in a saddlebag would be fine if I hooked it up. If it still seems harsh, all you have to do is get off the horses in turn and run. At least if we get out to Dorrit, the road's pretty good.

I was hoping you might ask me to carry the supplies I was already able to, but the Donneols will return to King's Capital and the Ryogs to Barkud at the next delivery. I was told that there was no need to carry the household tools because there was also transport.

I decided to let your words sweeten me.

I also enjoyed the bath many times today.

May 2, 7446

After noon, we broke up with two military horses and rode again. We left Barkud behind. Me and Mizuchi are wearing general-purpose rubber protectors, and Guine and Engela are wearing new protectors that are used for hunting, etc.

To get used to the newly made combat shoes, Guine and Engella are walking without riding horses. Their protectors are made to focus their defenses on steeples and limbs, and weigh a little heavier. They will have nothing else to put up with until they get used to wearing only leather armor until now. But it's good to say that almost all bites by beasts and monsters are limbs.

Only the outside of the fingertips of the hand are solidified like mittens, and in addition to the large hand (gauntlet) covering the fingertips to the elbows, Ebonite plates are distributed up to the back of the inflated tibia and legs, which were hard rubber or rubber bands in the general-purpose protector. Of course, the range of motion is properly taken into account and there is no obstacle to combat action. In contrast, torso areas and the like are not much considered for attacks with flying gear. Overall, the design has increased in curved surfaces and scrapped grooves for the pair of bows and arrows, which feels wet and plush and glossy.

That said, according to my brother's story, this is still adequate because he has some more torso defense than the third generation type I've been using for years. They say improvements to materials and designs, including ebonite, are constantly being made. The thickness of the ebonite plate itself covering the surface remains almost the same as before even for my armor that I'm wearing now, but they try to make it into a hybrid-like structure that carves it in like an air-cooled engine cooling fin on the back and uses hard rubber in its gaps to converge, both to make it lighter and to maintain defense. This structure is also employed in the hands and feet of the armor of Guine and Engella.

I feel more heartfelt than ever. You will be able to challenge the labyrinth with confidence.

Breaking up with Zed, Becky, and Al, whom I completely missed, was a thought that would pull my hair back, but it doesn't make sense to relax for too long.

May 6, 7446

It didn't take a week to get to Keel. For now it is the headquarters of the Knights that will be the first to head there after securing the Inn. The time now is about fourteen o'clock, so now it should be time to see him. For an appeal to the gatekeeper, the armor went without undressing.

I informed the gatekeeper of my intention to come and see him, and the four of us were waiting.

In no time, a girl of our age came out of HQ. He is dressed in less good quality leather armor and has a long sword (long sword) on his hips. Dark hair like wet is shorter to stay out of the way, but looks familiar.

I guess I noticed when I saw a bunch of people dressed in Barkud luxury rubber protectors. approaching at a rhythmic pace.

He didn't even make a shard of this impression... if it changed, it would change.