Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

The day after I received the warning from Levy, the head of the buying house. Me, Mr. Richter and Julia were coming further from the plains that stretched outside the walls of Fortrace.

"Dear Doyle,"

As we proceeded through the swarms of trees that were not dense enough to call them forests, Goldenfock was coming this way chasing a small hoop snake if we looked in the direction Mr. Richter pointed.

The hoop snake that hits you like a wheel with its tail and the golden fox with its beautiful golden fur both have high prices on the skin. For this reason, the hunting side's skill is questioned on how it can be stopped unharmed, so it is a thankful prey for me to stand out.

If you go through the sword silently, Julia blurs with a fed up voice.

"Are you hunting?

"Of course. I'll take care of Hoopsnake"

Jumping off the horse while [dirt wall] holding back the hoop snake that was hitting Blanc more than I did, answering an unpleasant Julia. That's how he stabbed Golden Fox in the neck with a two-handed sword, all jumping at me in return for taking his prey, and stood him down with a blow.

If we take the Golden Fox back to the two of us, Mr. Richter will finish the Hoopsnake, so I will move the sword to the material collection. Nevertheless, Golden Fox sells both fur and meat, so if you drain blood and put it in a whole subspace, it's over.

"[False]"

Mr. Richter begins to skin Hoopsnake on that side as he drills a hole in the ground and drains the blood of the Warcraft into the soil with the skills that Theon once used.

It is not necessary to process the material here because it does not hurt after a long time if it serves as a subspace, but it is implicitly understood that in the shopping place where large quantities of material are brought in every day, only the parts that can be sold are brought in. In the end, it is more efficient to strip only the part you take home when hunting because you will process it when you return.

That's how [Signal Detection] is used to alert the surroundings, while handling the Warcraft with Mr. Richter for a few minutes. A shabby Julia accidentally opened her mouth.

"... are you sure you're okay with doing something that allows you to keep an eye on the upper echelons of the country?

Probably not.

If you raise your face as you respond to the voices you hear, you'll see eye to eye with her who seeped anxiety.

"'Probably' based on what? You know, if you make a mistake, you're in big trouble."

"You have no choice, do you? I had no idea the Black Snake was a mercenary regiment for the Fortrace royal family."

"I had no choice..."

Speak of your thoughts so as to reassure Julia of her apprehension and slight anger.

"It's only a roundabout, but it's not a bad bet of minutes. I told you yesterday when Levi advised you that silver hair and purple eyes would stand out?

Mr. Richter, with his face up, gives a prank grin to Julia, who said what was wrong with that in my words.

"Speaking of those with rare combinations of silver hair and purple eyes, you're famous for [Virgin] Serena, who married [Thunder Spear Brave] and moved to Majesta, right?"

I nodded to Richter, who joined the conversation in the form of inheritance of my words, and continued to explain.

"It was the neighbor Agricult that the Thunder Spear brave man took on the Demon King, but some of his companions said they were mercenaries of Fortrais. Therefore, Father and Mother are also famous in this land. If anyone wears the same color as the Virgin using [disguise], there is a high probability that it will be rumored and the story will reach the royal family. And now it is His Royal Highness Prince Wang to the couple of kings and three princesses who will be named to the royal family of Fortrais, and then His Royal Highness Sumuba, the king's brother."

"The king's sisters are already daughter-in-law, and the present royal family has not been blessed with boys for many years, and it was seven years ago that His Royal Highness the long-awaited King was born. Then it will be Mr. Sumva who will report first."

"Oh. It is unlikely that I will speak to the princesses or His Royal Highness the Young King, even though I have a king brother I can count on. Rumors will be in my ears about it, but there's no way the king can move just because a new face is making rough money. If anyone in the royal family were to move, it would be Master Sumva. And I'm face-to-face with him last summer. You must realize who I am."

"The pseudonym Doyle uses is obvious."

Unlike me and Mr. Richter, who say that and laughs at each other, Julia, with a face that doesn't float, whines with a frown.

"But there's also the possibility of leaving it after you realize it, or waiting to cause problems. In the first place, there is a choice not to be in the ears of royalty."

"That point should certainly be viewed as a problem, but Levy has threatened to do so by saying 'not infrequently the royal family moves for a speedy solution', so he has probably won the latter bet. With regard to the former, it will depend on Master Sumva's character and the intentions of the country...... perhaps there will be no problem. They don't want a fight with Majesta."

The only thing I remember as I tell Julia that is after the engagement ceremony.

At that time, when Claire and I were present at the drop-off, Lord Sumva told me, with an inclusive grin, that 'the Majesta seemed to have all the good soldiers, so long as I envied them'. But there was no further pursuit, and there were no signs of information leaking since then. What I didn't try to uncover while I was feeling is a sign that Fortrace doesn't want a fight with Majesta.

Besides, Lord Sumva didn't look like someone who preferred useless strife. He is an experienced warrior and royal nobleman, so he is to be noted. But if Fortrace has the intention of being serene, he won't need vigilance in that sense.

If so, the action Lord Sumva will take is to gather information on what I have come here to do. If we can come into contact with him in a calm way at that time, we will also have the opportunity to negotiate a face-to-face passage with the Black Snake.

I just want to get some negotiating material before I meet Lord Sumva...

There's no way I can conveniently find something that makes Fortrace weak. It would also have to be considered to present demonic props and the like capable of telecommunications during development.

... really puts a nasty hand on me.

I have to hunt for the Warcraft because of me. I will inflict vice in my chest while subjecting the bloodless Golden Fox to subspace. Just then, Mr. Richter was given the skin and fangs as well as the dismantling of Hoopsnake, so I'll keep this one in subspace. And if you fill a hole with dirt magic that contains Golden Fox blood and parts that don't become Hoopsnake material, it's over.

"In the meantime, I have to make sure that the black snake is against me or is non-cooperative for other reasons. They were once used by Zenos to give up the ancient serpent's cooperation. It's hard to imagine leaving that drop untouched."

If you tell Julia that, Mr. Richter with a serious look agrees with me.

"If it could get in the way, we have to act with that in mind."

I snorted at Mr. Richter's words in a hard voice and across Bran I told him in a deliberately bright voice to get rid of the air in the heavier place.

"I'd like to pull out the royalty today, tomorrow, if I may. We need to go hunting for more big guys."

If you say so with a grin at both of them, Julia shakes, Mr. Richter rides his horse in a light motion to get in shape. Each of them raised their voices, making sure that they and the horse were not defective in that way.

"... ready"

"No problem here either"

If you call Bran with a nod to those two and hold back your reins, a good hissing will wooden spirit in the trees.

'I'll take care of it, Master Doyle! Same as a plain with no obstacles such as roads to this extent. This blanc will get you to your destination as soon as possible!'

"Oh. I'll take care of it."

If you look up as you forgive your motivated Bran, you will meet Richter with a pleasant grin.

Unlike Julia, Mr. Richter doesn't hate this life like an adventurer who travels for a living on a warcraft hunt. Anything, he remembers and misses his rookie years running around the shallow waters and surroundings of the Abyss Forest with his friends.

I had an indescribable look mixed with objectivity and surprise, and when I was told, 'In the midst of a full-blown creation, I used to take the initiative to gather sightings of warcraft and help me strip them away,' cause I said foolishly with those in my sync, 'Why did I do this when I could have been a corner knight?' I wondered how I should react.

"Dear Doyle. If it's true, if we go a little further, we'll have a herd of peltons."

Remembering an act on the road of the journey, Richter, who turns somewhere to the seeping eye of anticipation, is informed of information that is not to be overheard.

Peruton is a warcraft with a bird's torso and wings, a stag's head and feet. Meat is light lean and delicious, feathers are used for feather pens, ornaments, skins, etc., and splendid horns are popular as materials for spears and arrow butts. But when you look at humans while grazing, it has the nature of attacking them in flocks, and is highly dangerous during crusades. As a result, supply cannot keep pace with demand, and every part is a luxury product.

"Let's Find"

"Yes."

"A herd of peltons is not an easy thing to hunt...... no, it's nothing. You look, right? Yeah, sure. If that's what Doyle said, I'll do my best to find it!

Unlike Mr. Richter, who responded lightly to my words, Julia screams in a damned mood. She doesn't seem to like to fight, even if she has higher combat abilities than the average human being. The women in the Warrior family were active enough to hunt for now if they saw the Warcraft, so it's a fresh reaction.

"So far, this is the only way. Let's go."

I started walking in the trees again with a little grin on Julia's face that I had stolen.

- A few hours later.

Having successfully discovered and hunted a herd of peltons, we carefully drained our blood to serve the subspace and are now on our way home.

"That was massive. Dear Doyle."

"Yes."

Proceed amongst the trees, grinning at enough yield to attract the eyes. Julia looked at something we couldn't believe.

"We're both too relentless..."

You sympathized with Perlton, who had become a prey to the outfit, and me and Mr. Richter grinned bitterly at her as she shrugged, precisely then.

―― ――――

Someone's angry noise hits us in the ear from outside the trees.

"Hey, what?

If I could hear Julia looking sideways in the direction of the noise, who was on the horse suddenly in the hustle and bustle I heard, I could hear the battle with the noisy words.

- Bandits! - Run! To the king's capital!

With my eyes softly narrowed to the word "bandit", which I did hear in a broken scream, I ask Bran, whose ears are trembling and picking up the sound.

"Can you go after him?

"I'll take care of it!

"Please, Bran. Run!"

If he re-grips the reins to a reliable reply, Bran rushes out bravely.

I turned around and told the two of them what was going on out there.

"I'm going to help because there are people being attacked by bandits! Get out of the way!

"Ha!"

"Bandits!?

Mr. Richter, who was getting ready at the point where he felt strange, made sure he was right behind me and then a little late for Julia to follow me. I'll get in shape so Bran can run easily.

Leave the directions to Blanc, who slips through the trees and walks sickly, [signs perceived] and proceed with vigilance to see if anyone lurks in the vicinity for several minutes. I thought I'd quickly come to the point where I could see the end of the wooded flock, and then a few seconds later, the merchant-like group and the signs of the eleven chasing it catch on to my sign perception.

All signs of eleven people walking side-by-side while surrounding the merchants are single rides. That means they're attacking the merchants without riding horses.

- This speed without a horse says you're a beast man.

Judging by the trend of the signs, I scream as I tongue over a troublesome situation.

"Eleven people are walking side by side surrounding a merchant-like group! Probably all beasts!

Simultaneously when I finish saying it, the merchants are completely surrounded by bandits, stopping their legs.

But this one too, the end of the trees was current.

"The merchants have been captured! If we keep this up, we're going straight out to the side of the group. Mr. Richter and Julia give priority to the protection of the merchant corps!

"I understand! Copy that!

Hearing the two voices, he pulls out his sword and cages his strength in his hand holding the reins in preparation for the coming shock.

"- Let's go!

And we jumped out onto a plain with merchants and bandits.