Din no Monshou

With Walkins, I looked around at all kinds of tourist destinations.

Fountains with melted water of rare stones and stone tablets of historical merchant kings.

There were a lot of attractions that looked like a golden nation.

Also, because you're dealing with a Dwarf mine,

There seems to be some fine stone products on the market.

I bought one grinding wheel to take care of the knife.

After patrolling the streets,

Me and Walkins were resting in Fountain Square.

"... but you really don't see any other species"

Squeeze to sound just like Walkins because it's not a very preferred topic.

If the dragon killer asks, it's a hassle.

Then she asked with a decent look.

"Really? That was quite a mistake."

"Huh..."

I should have paid enough attention to passers-by.

From what I've seen, there were only humans.

And, Walkins glanced around "hmm," and asked in a whisper.

"For example, yes.

Do you see a woman over there buying dried meat?

See who Walkins showed.

She is a luxurious girl with blurred hair visible from the collar of the hood.

Apparently trying to buy dried fruit in an outdoor shop.

I scrub my eyes and I answer.

"... but I can see"

- That one's an elf.

A plain tone.

But Walkins told me, as I assure you.

"... you see?

"Only when I went up the steps did it become an elf-specific walking method.

It was a journey across the trees. "

I didn't realize.

I should have seen that woman climb the stairs, too.

I didn't even think it was an elf.

"On top of that, I'm hiding my ears with a hood. Eighty-nine elves."

I thought it was simply sunset or religious reasons.

I see, speaking of which, Isabelle was hiding in Tiara, too.

As I nodded, Walkins pointed to a different person.

"By the way, that man over there is a dwarf"

I see a man walking down the road.

The man walked into a stone shop near the fountain.

Check that, I slapped her in the ear.

"... shall I ask why"

"We were repelling the water from the fountain to an unusual extent."

"Don't you just want to get wet?

I did make a big detour to the fountain though.

It wasn't anything strange.

But Walkins says to add:

"Besides, I saw cuffs when avoiding blisters,

Only a part of the inside was shrinking to the point of anomaly. "

"... so, why is that on Dwarf?

If you wear it for a long time, it also hurts your clothes.

Sometimes the tools get caught and the sleeves of the swordfish get blurred.

Nothing, it shouldn't be a confirmation of Dwarf.

Walkins answered my question lightly.

"Dwarves use hard, developed nails when digging the ground.

As a result, the fabric is severely damaged simply by rubbing, resulting in scratches along the shape of the nail.

From the fact that your skin is light black brown, you can be sure of it first "

"... I see"

We have not yet been able to see the dragon killer patrolling the vicinity.

Walkins' observation is just abnormal.

"But you've lost quite a few other races this minute."

"It's the most efficient city on the continent in sourcing hardware."

Indeed.

Exactly, there's only a commercial city, and around the gold is dantoz on the continent.

At the risk of being attacked by dragon killers. But I can also nod that there are people coming to earn money.

I took a breather, and I took out the map.

"I've looked around a lot..."

There's just one place I haven't been around here.

I pointed to make it look like Walkins.

- Don't worry about it.

near the harbor town pier.

According to the map, the district is famous for its taverns and fish open-air merchants.

But the red letter says, "No guarantee for me, I've been cautioned".

Why should I be cautious when it's supposed to be just a trading port?

Walkins nodded small when he looked at the map.

Apparently, I've figured something out.

"" Unauthorised Special Zone ”? Well, that's an interesting way to do it."

"... Unauthorised Special Zone?

It was a word I had never heard.

Leaning his neck, Walkins crawls his fingers onto the map to explain.

"Now he's dead, and it would have been a trail to republican policy.

You'll see what that means as soon as you go. "

Walkins smiles deeply.

Intuition, but apparently it's not about Locke.

It's suspicious because of its name. The Special Zone without rights.

"If you seem interested, would you like to take a leg?

"... well, what's killing time here?"

I experienced daylight grand raids,

That is only an enclosed space such as an alley or room.

As long as we're walking down the main street, the raiders can't even get their hands on it.

Walkins is here, too.

There's nothing to wander about when you're in a predicament.

I was with her on my way to the port of D.C.

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Surprised.

On the way to the port of destination,

It was set up on a small scale.

Checks are pretty tight, too.

Seems to be completely disconnecting the harbour of the D.C. from the center of the city.

"That's a lot harsher."

"If we don't disconnect this way, we'll lose the meaning of the Special Zone."

It's like being isolated.

No...... am I not wrong though?

Looks like Sonia was telling us the story, and the guard put us through it comfortably.

But then, "Please be careful" was pressed.

Don't threaten me a lot.

Even though I doubt it, I'm leaving for the harbor.

Then, there stood the dewstores and taverns, full of vibrancy.

Has hastily transported fish and imports from other countries.

It's just a trade port from every angle.

"Something's more normal than I thought..."

"No, check around often. What kind of person is walking?

Exactly quiz format.

Take Walkins' word for it and take a glance at the people around you.

Then I had eyes with a rough guy with a bad gala.

"……… Oh, thank you"

I met him at once.

Then the man enters the tavern, having seen it as a giro.

Around wearing a Pirate Bandana, a pirate?

There is also the possibility of being a mere fisherman.

The moment I cut my gaze from the tavern...

Now I have eyes for eyes with multiple magicians.

A dragon killer.

Clearly more killer than the members I saw earlier in the city of the center.

That number was also kettle-different, with dozens of dragon killers roaming all over the place.

I see.

I think I'm getting a little idea of what this neighborhood is like.

And then...

"Goddamn it, get off me!

An anger echoed through the harbor.

Look, the dragon killer magician is laying down a big man.

He's amplifying his power with enhanced magic, and a man can't afford to pay off a magician.

The man's clothes are tragically torn and his muscles everywhere are in full view.

Unique meaty with goths - definitely.

Dwarves.

You noticed the noise, the dragon killer crew who was on guard around you rush in.

And I quickly tied up a man.

With all the last resistance, the man screams and scatters.

"Let go of me. You're on!

You think you can just do this to Dwarf!

But the magician doesn't respond to anything.

He stubbornly strikes silently and shreds the strength of the man who resists.

To the number of violence, Dwarf raised his sad voice.

"... bastard, you ningen in the Union.

Remember... I forbid you the United States. "

Awesome threat.

But that doesn't seem to hold any teeth.

Stepping on Dwarf's head, the dragon killer magician mocks.

"Union country? - What are you talking about?

"... ahh? Wow, you must be a soldier of the Union......!

Dwarves complaining while spitting blood.

But the dragon killer's crew has a lousy grin.

"- We're dragon killers.

It's an unreliable killing group that roots in this land without rights. I don't know about the United States. "

"Ruri. It's our mission to purify evil demons like you."

In that word, I fully understood.

Meaning of the Special Zone without rights.

its existential significance.

Hearing the magician's words, Dwarf trembles with anger.

"You guys... you're crazy"

"- Go to jail. Don't just leave."

A magician takes a dwarf who no longer has the power to resist.

The load the man had was transported to the branch of the dragon killer.

Seeing the dwarf being taken, one of the dragon killers threw up happily.

"I'm glad you're a dwarf.

Depending on the guard's mood, he'll come out alive. "

After a stuffing, the dragon killers scattered again.

And keep an eye on people trying to get to the center of the city.

Seeing a series of events, Walkins has whispered.

"As you can see, I play all the other races"

"... it won't be a problem?

I just feel terrible.

I guess a dwarf mine would put me in the opposite position this time.

I haven't done anything, but it's horrible to take them without question.

"As a Union, the region is a blank zone that has relinquished control.

The xenophobic group that occupied it - the dragon killer is just working atrocities on other races.

The Union is absolutely irrelevant.

You seem to be in that position. "

"What a reason..."

I hear that the Union is proud of its finest security.

In fact, there was peace in the city itself, and everyone was filled with happiness.

But it's made up because of this disenfranchised zone.

"The dragon killer, who hates other races, and the great pirate who rambles around in the name of policing.

With those two forces at their base, almost all of the disaster will be concentrated here. "

"I mean, why is the center of the city peaceful..."

"Yes, because we are eliminating all heretics here"

I see.

Play other species that become sparks at the harbor stage and do not enter the country.

Intimate immigrants are severely punished.

That's how we protect the other side of the barracks.

It would certainly be highly effective in preventing intrusions from outside.

It's an unthinkable system in the kingdom.

As I sighed, I saw what was in my sight.

"That tavern, it's big..."

There was a huge tavern near the berth.

Visitors come and go, and merchants, pirates, and even dragon killer magicians are seen.

Looks a lot more prosperous.

"Sounds like the biggest in the capital."

Walkins shrugged as he looked at the map.

When it comes to that many taverns, there must be a wide variety of liquors to handle.

This is an opportunity, and should I buy a souvenir?

It's a coincidence that a friend of mine has a drinking problem.

I gently pulled the Walkins hem.

And I walk to the tavern.

"Just stop by -"

At that moment - a white flash exploded around the area.

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A beat late, a fierce noise.

My vision is burned and my body floats in the universe.

But I felt the shock of someone taking me.

Blowing up is dodging.

Seeing the winding dust, I guessed what had happened.

- It's an explosion.

The source was the liquor store we were about to head to.

As the smoke cleared, Walkins loosened the power to hold me.

"... Phew, were you okay? Dear Regis,"

"Oh, thank you"

Apparently, he was stirred up by a blast.

It would have been dangerous if Walkins hadn't stopped me.

It would have been blown in a straight line to the sea.

Walkins paid for the hem of my clothes with his hands and told me refreshingly.

"We'll see how the tavern goes.

Please don't take a step off this boulevard. "

That said, Walkins walks inside the tavern.

After a while, I heard anger from the other side of the tavern.

"It's a dragoon! He's still inside the tavern! Blur it out!"

The dragon killer, who was around, flew off to the tavern.

We surrounded the perimeter robustly to keep the average person out of it.

This makes it hard to follow after Walkins.

As I was told, do we have to wait?

I disinfect the skin that was damaged by the blast.

In the sea around, there was material floating in the blown liquor store.

You've been so flashly destroyed.

And here I saw something not good on the edge of my sight.

... people.

He seems to be fainting,

The person sinks to the bottom of the ocean.

"Whoa, whoa!

I'm drowning as it is.

I took off my aristocratic clothes and jumped into the sea in my skin.

Very cold.

Water temperatures that just chill out to the back of your body.

But swim patiently in the cold.

The swim taught Alec and Isabel lived here.

"- Huh"

Inhale heavily and dive deeply.

Pull up the sinking body and rise to the surface.

This person seems to be wearing heavy gear.

Even I was about to drown carrying that body.

But there was a pier strut right there, so I grab it.

"- Psst."

I can finally breathe.

First, I'm going up to the pier.

And I pulled up the body of whoever was carrying it at all costs.

I was selflessly obsessed and didn't get it, but apparently it's a woman.

I am meditating hard on my eyes and have no sign of regaining consciousness.

"Hey, you okay? Hold on!"

No response to the call.

The rush doubles.

And that's when I heard cheers from the liquor store.

"Dragoon captive! Hold him in!

"We still have company! Don't miss it!

Apparently, the trend has been set.

The moment I thought this would bring back peace.

The dragon killer's fury echoed.

".................. Huh!? Guh! Oh, my God!"

"It's not over yet! Dwarf! The Dwarves are going wild!

Apparently, the battle at the liquor store doesn't come with a pack.

Flames and crushed stones hang from the destroyed entrance.

But now is not the time.

I recall the resuscitation of a drowned person.

Sure, you should lay your neck down first and make it easier to throw up sea water.

Put your hands on the woman's face and try to turn her sideways.

"- Bufoha."

The moment I did, I was sprayed with seawater out of my mind.

A cannonfish and a miserable stream of water strike directly into the eye.

"Naughty, naughty, naughty..."

I couldn't even close my eyes against the unintentional blow.

Pain screams at water pressure and salt water doubles the pain.

As I wandered around, a woman woke up mucky.

And stretch your back full of fulfillment.

"Phew, a refreshing morning... the morning sun stains the ancient wounds"

Before that, the sea water is staining my eyes.

As I rubbed my eyes, the woman tilted her neck in a floating manner.

"That's crazy. Atashi, I thought you were swallowing at the tavern."

Here, the full face of the roaring woman caught my eye.

Height is about mid 170cm.

It features bright green hair.

Semi-long, is that it?

Cutting the habitual green hair in a rough cut near the shoulder mouth.

"There was an explosion.

You almost sunk in the ocean. "

"Explosion......? Hey, that."

The woman tilted her neck with a colourful trick.

Tell her what's going on as far as I can tell.

"Looks like Dragoon did it.

They're still doing it in the tavern. "

"Oh, my God, that's where my crew swallowed it."

When the woman stood up, she pulled out the prey on her back.

The moment the sole is grounded, there is a loud noise of Zugan.

Seen, the woman handled the "iridium" that sinks to the bottom of the sea with one hand.

You really are human......

"I don't know if it's a rotten lizard or a dog mole.

I think I'll have to pay for the butterflies I put my hands on. "

A woman licks her lips as if they were glaring at her.

Then he takes the iridium on his shoulder and storms it into the tavern.

"Out of the way! The people of the UAE!

Tackle the dragon killer that was under siege.

And the woman disappeared into the flames.

…………

The silence comes in an instant.

What the hell was that, that woman?

Well, this capital is huge.

Once we break up, we'll never see each other again.

He's got his chest down.

Less than a few minutes later, the woman came back.

How fast is this guy?

"It's okay, they're all alive."

"... on a much quicker return"

"Mm-hmm."

Why bother coming back to me?

The woman dips her hands in the sea water and scatters a splash of pasha.

I thought you were also playing with water, but the red liquid spreads to the sea level.

…………

I stick my face together.

Apparently, this woman is washing away her return blood.

"... dirty. You don't even want to touch the dragon's filthy blood."

The blood attached to the large iridium is also washed away.

If I noticed, the sound of destruction I had heard from the liquor store disappeared.

Did this woman stab you in the riot?

"Not at all.

It's just been weird since ”Zepil's Gem Madness” came along. I can't do this. "

Sepil.

That's a familiar name.

Surely he was a substantial leader of the pro-Imperial faction?

Already stationed in this capital?

The woman inserted the iridium in her back band and turned to me again.

"So, was it you who helped the drowning Atashi?

"Nothing... I just pulled it up..."

I'll look at you equipped with Ikari.

That should be heavy.

Instead, I want to compliment myself that it's a well-drawn thing.

To my reply, a woman holds her own shoulder.

"Kuuuuu......! Say something cool.

For the reward, your sister gives you a good tip, okay?

"We're on time."

That's a joke, but there's nothing I want you to do to someone you just met.

I'd be in trouble if they followed me cheaply and assassinated me.

I'm not leaving this boulevard.

In response to my reply, a woman laughs a lot.

I've had a luscious flush on it.

"But okay?

"What?

"Human beings like Atashi saved me - that is.

You don't know what they're gonna say to my country, do you?

…………

On the contrary, do you mean they hate you from other countries?

I smell a lot of dangerous people.

Deeply involved, is it a good idea to break up in peace?

But women ask questions with interest.

"So, what country are you from?

Are you trying to find my identity?

I don't really want to tell you the truth because I'm the one who can't put my credibility down.

I respond as harmlessly as possible.

"Uh, I'm an empire..."

At that moment, the woman's eyes glowed faintly.

Zowari and general skin complain of cold.

I retracted reflexively to avoid landmines.

"- It's a nobleman of the kingdom south of.

I'm here for your patience, so you don't have to say anything else. "

Then, the woman's eyes suddenly become gentle.

Absolute zero gaze changed to that of the human skin.

"Heh, I heard there was only rotten crumbs.

Some kids had sexual roots. Sister, I'm so impressed!

You seem to know the kingdom aristocracy very well.

But not everyone is terrible.

As she shrugged her shoulders, a woman made a shiatsu and asked.

"So, cool boy. Your sister wants to know your name."

"It's Regis. Regis Din. What about you?

When she asked back, the woman answered with her chest stretched.

"It's Rankard Garmelia Borgman."

That's a name I've never heard of.

However, the title is pinched between the name and the family name.

I don't know what the field is, but I guess it's quite a position.

If it's also a crude phase, it is the first.

"There were 4649 necks dialed by the brave Garmelia. 60% of them are dragoons.

We met when we got along, 4649. Nice to meet you!

I don't think we're going to get blown up if we get along.

Instead, isn't it a heavenly punishment from God that I saw kill?

And I'm not going to be able to keep up with this Nori.

"Mr. Lankard... Was that it? Well, then, here I am."

"Well, don't wait, Regis."

Who's Regis Kidan?

The moment I tried to rebel, Rankard pulled my hand and pulled it forcefully.

On top of that, he squeals exhaledly in his ear.

"I want you to call me Lanka about Atashi.

And I don't need weird other manners. "

I don't deny that I was thrilled for a moment.

But I felt a fear beyond that.

The smell of rusty blood burns the nasal cavity.

I shrugged out of sight.

"Well... then sweeten to your words.

Lanka, it's time to go home, so let me go. "

"I'm not going to be wacky without thanking you for anything. A disgrace to Garmelia."

I don't know anything about that Garmelia. What am I supposed to do?

But it seems to be a source of pride for this woman.

Lanka comes with her hand on my cheek.

"You want something or something, right?

You can have someone else's. I'll rob you, Regis. "

"Robbery..."

Hands, weapons, words... smell of blood from what to what.

When I turned away, I whispered to follow.

"That's okay. Kill all other races and get it.

Because that's what Atashi does. "

"... ugh."

Unconscious.

I was paying off Lanka's hand reflexively.

Take a distance where you are frightened.

But Lanka just looks strange without anger.

"Um, did I bother you?

Couscous, laughing, licking the hand that was on my cheek with a pepper.

The figure was zorringly seductive and had a ruinous beauty.

"Anyway... I don't need anything.

If you don't mind, you can help me when I'm in trouble. "

"Uh-huh? Abnegation, isn't it with nothing in return?"

Not really.

It's very comforting to be able to use someone's hand.

Lanka stares at me with her seemingly inadequate eyes.

But that's also a matter of moments.

She shrugged her shoulders with a loud exhale.

"- Here we go.

When something happens, give me the name of Atashi.

The general public won't know, but it works great for a crazy merchant king. "

A valid name for a dangerous Merchant King, not for ordinary people......?

I don't know, I can't think of anything.

I thought he was the leader of the Dragon Killer, but his name should have been released normally.

As he twisted his neck, Lanka had waved a hiccup.

"See you, Regis Ki-yun. Baba."

"Oh......"

Responding, Lanka disappeared into the alley.

She was a thoroughbred, suspicious woman.

Who the hell are you?

In doubt, I stood up.

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Return to the vicinity of the tavern from the place facing the sea.

Then, after a light footsteps sounded, he was called from behind.

"Dear Regis, were you here"

Walkins.

He seems to have made a slightly more intense movement, with just a little sweat seeping into his skin.

They were looking for me.

"... Phew, I was worried"

"Bad. You've been traveling a bit."

"By the way, where were you going?

"It's the pier there."

It's not a far away place.

However, it must have been difficult to find because of the steps.

After I showed my gratitude, I gave my sights to the tavern.

"Was the killer a dragoon?

"Yes, the bad guys in the explosion were like dragon knights in extremists"

I mean, regular soldiers at Dragoon Camp.

They used explosives to reach sabotage activities alone.

I thought it was common to ride dragons.

They just say this isn't the end of the story.

"After the explosion, several Dwarves who were lurking arose.

The dragon killer was responding to the rebellion multiplied by the chaos of the dragon. "

I see, is that the cause of the destructive sound you heard after the explosion?

It means the dragon killer took on Dragoon and Dwarf at the same time.

"Dwarf cooperated with the dragoon?

"No. The purpose of the dragoon was to kill a dragon who was in a liquor store.

Dwarf's purpose is to rescue his fellow taken.

He seemed to have made a completely different move. "

Are you saying you have a buddy who tried to help Dwarf earlier?

And the dragoons just aimed at the dragon killer, the resentful enemy, he said.

Try disassembling it and the separate actions just overlapped.

... but is there such a coincidence?

I feel something manipulative.

"Dragon knights are suppressed by suddenly intruding women.

Looks like Dwarf escaped from the basement of the tavern. "

"Ho..."

That's a pro in the ground.

If you let him dive under the ground, there's no one to go out to the right.

But couldn't the dragon knight who made the bombing escape?

And here's what Walkins said caught on.

"What about the woman who defeated the Dragon Knight?

"I don't know about her identity, but she was a beauty with green hair.

You were crushing the resistant dragon knight with an iridium in your hand. "

I knew it.

That woman, Lanka, was killing her enemies instantly and coming back to me.

I asked Walkins anyway.

"By the way, have you heard of the name Rankard?

Maybe it's the woman's name. "

"I don't know it as an oligarchy. Is something wrong?

"No, I was just curious"

Don't you get caught up in the sight and hearing of Walkins?

There really doesn't seem to be any visibility for the average person.

"But that's a really dangerous place... here"

It's hard for a liquor store to be a battlefield.

I was used to dealing with dragon kills when the incident happened.

Overall, the defense level is fundamentally different from a normal city.

"This seems to be the norm in the NZZ."

I see. That's a warning to the guard.

A place where all the convictions with other races that can occur in the Union have been concentrated in one place.

I can't convince anyone to walk the road, and I can convince Gotsui.

"Shall we go back? The tavern will be back in the day."

"Right. The sun will set soon."

Go through the barracks again and back to the centre of the capital.

I tried to aim to rendezvous with Bud, but apparently he went back to the mall first.

What was an escort?

Well, there's no problem with Walkins being there for me.

It was a bloody sightseeing called Finale in the bombing,

I could pull out the strained shoulder force.

With satisfaction in mind, I'm going back to the hall with Walkins.

Thus came the end of his second day in the Union.