Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

Zuba.

Botebotte.

Byungbyung Flying Basketball Big, horned Momonga is timed and doubled. Not a hardened warcraft, so the beautifully amputated hornmomonga's body fell to the ground freshly with bothboth and noise. Horn momonga is an easy-going prey that can be defeated without paying attention to the way it is punished, as there are only about corners that can be used.

Gin, who can swing a spear without having to do anything about it now, is tailored to a hornmomonga that flies around with a very sunny face.

"Dear Doyle! One for you!

If you look back at the jinn screams that burst into the hornmomonga herd as a delight, you do see one flying this way, so slash it with a knife. If I glanced back at Jin as I looked sideways at the broken horn momonga without much help, he would have just finished cleaning up all the horn momonga over there, and ran over here scattering the firepowder from the spear.

I rushed to stop Jin in that appearance, but sooner than I could speak, His Highness, who was tailoring the hornmomonga on the side, raised his voice.

"Jin! Just untie the flame! What are you gonna do if there's a volcanic fire?

"Heh!? Shh, excuse me!

Gin, with a hazy look on His Highness's anger, hastily lifted the flame. And when I look back at the path I've been running and make sure there's no fire, I'm gently stroking my chest down.

He's a busy guy with a smile to amazement, a change of relief and a corny look.

"I wish Jin was a little more calm."

"And it's easy to have emotions on your face."

"Oh."

If Jin's other faults were mentioned in His Highness's grunt, which sounded pompous, His Highness, who nodded deeply with a strange face, thought seriously as he stared at Jin. With my hands on my chin, I stroke my chest down that conversation was normally concluded.

And in conversation with His Highness, I didn't say completely, but I felt that I could grab hold of my chest. I was mentally able to afford it, so I can think about Jin's personality, just like His Highness.

Easy to understand means both strengths and weaknesses.

It's easier to understand what it's like to spend time with one another, but when I confront my enemies, my anxiety remains. I wish they were the same kind of people, but Jin would be a good duck for a belly black staff type of person. When confronted with such enemies in the future, Jin is honest enough to worry about being rolled with his hands like a good one.

"" Brother, it's a big fish!

"Ooh. You've done quite a bit of work again."

"" Momonga carpet!

"If you want to make it, you can also collect the skin, right? If you ask Luce, you'll find a craftsman who can sew it together."

""................................................................................................................................. "

"Please don't hesitate. We'll have top notch artisans, won't we?

"" No, no, no. Give me a break! Brother Doyle!

Regardless of the Warcraft, you're a little worried when it comes to dealing with human shapes such as humans and subhumans, and thinking about Jin's character, Seniors Rieti and Sana, who were hiding, popped out well, scratching the guts and grass. Senior Leo, who came out to follow after him, also looks at the hornmomonga as impressed as it spreads on one side.

And I saw the countless hornmomongas scattered all over the ground, and I tried hitchhiking too because Seniors Ljeci was kidding me fine, but they seriously hated me.

If you're just going to take the corner as a matter of fact, I'd still stop recommending any more because I definitely don't want to fur this number of hornmomongas.

He said he was feeding dozens of warcraft in one day, but he would be putting up his cattle boss's rettel, such as fur this number of hornmomongas.

"Whoa! I haven't played with Master Doyle forever, so get to work. If we don't hurry, the sun will go down before we find a campsite."

"" Ah, brother!

That's how I get mentoring from Senior Leo to the seniors when I'm playing with Seniors Ljeci. Sometimes you two look dissatisfied when Senior Leo's mentoring comes in during a joke, but this time when you follow Senior Leo's words in such a way as this is fortunate, you start working on getting away from me.

Senior Leo, on the other hand, follows Seniors Rieti with a bumpy grunt when he sighs loudly at the two agile moves, "I only listen to you honestly when it's convenient," he said.

My lord, you're having a hard time with Senior Leo and his good men.

I think so when I see how His Royal Highness was earlier and how Senior Leo bothers the twins with his head.

Compared to them, Ballad's eccentricity and Luce's commercial soul and Jeff's naturalness don't seem much of a problem. As far as the sorcier goes, it's so normal that I can't think of anything.

"Dear Doyle!

When I look at two groups of men and my boss and think you look more like a brother than a lord obedient, Ballad comes running over to me with his eyes shining. And when I got to me, the usual time for Ballado, already switched on, came.

"Boulder, Master Doyle! It's so fierce to be defeated by a warcraft as if it were to cut fruit! I'm sure if you look at this, Alan and Serena will be very pleased! I wasn't chasing around the free-fly-flying hornmomonga, but with a slight move as if you knew where it was going to come from, I was very impressed with the way you were going to be cut off!

"…………………… thank you"

"No! Rather as much as I'd like to thank you!

"Right."

"Yes!"

Sometimes in the woods during the sleepover, he strokes his chest down to Balad's praise, which ended shorter than usual. I think it was a short day, and I look back because I felt my gaze from the side.

"Can I help you? Your Highness."

"... never mind"

If you look back in the direction where you felt your gaze, your Highness, who was supposed to be thinking deeply about the future of Jin, was looking at me in such a way that he said things, so if you ask me about something, once I did my gaze on Balad, I would be returned as nothing.

I was not convinced by the unnatural attitude of His Highness, but I gave up pursuing him even though he seemed unwilling to say anything more.

"Dear Doyle. If you'll excuse me, I'd like to join His Highness."

"Helpful. - Your Highness, would you like to join us because Balad has created a place for us to rest?

"Let's interrupt. - - Jin! Come on, you too!

"Yes!"

Having completed the routine events that take place every time I do something, Ballado had prepared a resting place for me at some point. It was a simple one with a cloth laid on the ground, but it is sufficient to think that it is now accommodating.

While I was waiting for the seniors, I had no place to sit down and keep my strength warm because of the hornmomonga scattered around me. Or so I was just wondering if you would just stand and wait like this, not to leave the seniors who are non-combatants in the process of being picked.

As always, it is a well-prepared side service. Jin, who had responded well to His Royal Highness after seeing such a ballad, was a little grumpy, but I don't think you need to worry because Jin and Balad have different abilities that are required even in the same position of serving.

Well, I'm not willing to bother telling Jin that.

Sometimes this battle idiot says he should be worried too, no way. Head to the cloth prepared by Ballado, thinking about something of a bad character.

Jin to the left, mainly His Highness, and Ballad to the right and me and next to him sat down. And while I moisten my throat with the water Balad has prepared for me, I will easily take care of the knife.

That said, there's no reason to take full care of yourself in the middle of a forest like this, so wipe your blood and dirt with a towel dampened with water and wipe yourself with wipe paper until you run out of moisture.

Originally, after this, it is necessary to tap on a polish called a beating powder, wipe it with wiping paper, and apply it thinly by dripping oil onto the oil coating to prevent rust, but this knife will only be fine for a few days or so for simple care.

Despite its simple care, it can be seen that this knife is a dish called a famous knife on a blue-white, radiant body. It is a boulder, a family heirloom of the former Aginis family.

"Dear Doyle,"

"What?

"Where the hell did Master Doyle get that famous knife? Even I don't have much of a sword kind of knife. It's enough to tell it's a famous knife at a glance. I think it's a knife with a name."

Watching Love Knife regained its shine with easy care, Jin asked me about where my knife came from. I guess Jin can see some other weapons besides the spears he uses just because he was immersed in a royal castle workout.

Balad, who was staring at the blurry seniors and exploring the signs around him, is also listening with interest to such a conversation between me and Jin.

"I hear this sword was one of the family heirlooms of the Aginis family"

"Apparently?"

"It's a knife that goes well with the magic of water and ice, under the name [Sievel Espada]. It seems to be a possession of the Lord long before, which was originally inherited as a family heirloom of the Aginis family. Your wife's brother, my great-uncle, Mr. Gladys, gave you what you gave her when you met her son-in-law in another country."

A long time ago.

The adventurer who brought me here taught me the sword, and he said to me, "Would you use this, please? Originally, this knife was inherited as a family heirloom from the Duke of Aginis. I can still vividly recall the moment I held this knife that you gave me, saying that it would be more important for me to use it than to smoke it under a civilian like me."

The first time I was supposed to have this knife, I was terribly familiar with my hand, even though it was a spear that I had been holding since I was in the mood. As illusory as it is that it was this weapon that I have been gripping, firmly and uncomfortably.

I still remember clearly how scared I was of this knife that I was amazingly familiar with.

I didn't throw it away in front of his wife's brother, but I couldn't help but let go of this knife.

I didn't know then why the knife so tame in my hand was so scary, but now I know. I instinctively understood why the knife was so familiar to my hands, and I was afraid of the possibility that it might show.

At that time, I was unconsciously aware that there was no spear aptitude.

Just like the first time I held this knife, I gently close my eyes, making sure of the feel of a knife familiar to my hand as if I had held it for decades.

I was desperate for the aptitude I had received this sword from Lady Gladys and told the adventurer I had been hired as an escort, and I put a lid on that fact. He stopped talking to the adventurer and subspace the knife as if nothing had happened.

And just before the High School entrance ceremony, this knife, which I hadn't held in roughly a decade, was just as familiar to my hands as it was then, and the skills I used to swing the decade were naturally used.

Instead, I laughed when I was a young child, a skill that reached as far as the tree in my memory, and I was able to break both trees as gently.

And at the same time, I realized that I would never be [Spear Brave].

If I remember what happened before the entrance ceremony and opened my eyes in a slightly sentimental mood, everyone would have looked at me.

Soon I opened my eyes to surprise the gaze I had gathered, and Senior Leo, with whom I met my eyes, rushed to take Seniors Rieti and Sana, back to the collection of horns of Hornmomonga.

And Balado was looking at me with a sad face, and I was in Jin and he said, "I did it! It solidifies with expressions such as". In the meantime, His Royal Highness opened his mouth a few times as if he had said something. He repeatedly closed it, but eventually pressed silently without saying anything, although he gave a toothpicky look as to whether he could not find the words.

Silence runs between us because everyone shuts their mouths.

It didn't taste good to shut up after explaining the knife, or I got stuck in the subtle air, and I stood up to run away.

At that time, my move made my neighbors, His Highness and Ballado, jump on their shoulders, but pretend to be noticed and head to Seniors Leo. The gin I saw along the way was still solidified, but His Highness would do something about that.

Throw a round at His Royal Highness to deal with the hardened gin and head to Seniors Leo. Seniors Ljeci and Sana 'a noticed me, but when Senior Leo told me something, I rarely mumbled.

Because I'm turning my back on this one, I don't know what Senior Leo looks like, but I can't help but smile at Senior Leo for taking care of me and forgiving Seniors Rieti.

I still have a lot of places to go, but I'm definitely blessed with the people around me.

"Senior Leo"

"... what the hell"

"Horn Momonga just takes horns, right? I'll help."

"You guys were fighting, so you can rest, okay?

"But if we don't hurry, the sun will go down before we find a campsite"

"... uh, fold as far as you can from the roots, and the main body will pile up over here. I'll have it burned in shpieces later."

"I understand."

Tell Senior Leo that you can rest, with the feeling that it's awkward over there in the dark, the right reason. That's all I realized if I did my gaze behind Chirali and back to Senior Leo, he gave me permission to pick a corner.

To the permission that Senior Leo gave me, this fortunately snaps a horn of horn momonga that is still horned with a bekin.

And while silently folding the corner, I steal a look at the rear, which has become subtle air, and sigh.

It's bad for His Highness, but I don't like to be worried. You mean you can't stay or you can't stay? I muzzle at exquisite warmth.

I don't like this kind of atmosphere......

As I was still a subtle age, even though I knew I was worried, I honestly couldn't take that worry, and I walked silently through the horn of Hornmonga, thanking my sensible men with wrinkles between my eyebrows in my heart.