Divine Costume Holy Sword Fafnir

City of Oasis Windell (3)

"Alice, you're treating me like a slave trader because of you?

"- Huh? Why not?

Alice turns her gaze toward Anzem.

"No, this guy was carrying the front carriage barefoot... so I was just checking suspiciously"

"Really? Mr. Kazuto was originally a traveling swordsman, wasn't he? So the merchant is not a slave trader or anything because he's just doing it at the end of his journey?

"Is that true?

I get an unexpected sigh of sigh at Anzem, who still turns his skeptical gaze.

I wonder why I can't always travel peacefully like this.

"Yes! 'Cause you have a permit from the mayor of Angus, right?

"Speaking of which..."

Apparently, you can't judge me.

Trouble is trouble, and I just want to rest in the inn.

You should direct the conversation here so that you can just let me through.

"Anzem"

"What? Why are you suddenly abandoning me?

"I don't care about that. If you were a martial artist, there would be enough guys to pull a front carriage? Wouldn't it be quicker to compare their powers?

"Compared to the power?

"Oh, why don't you take a look at my arm strength in an arm wrestle?

"- Hmm..."

Anzem narrows her eyes to my suggestion.

"Somebody, bring the teacher! Look at this guy's arm strength and see."

"Mr. Kazt -"

Anzem is giving orders to the soldiers.

Soon the soldiers couldn't see running into the town.

In the meantime, Alice approaches.

"What's wrong with you?

"Mr. Kazt, please give me a break. Because if Mr. Kazt takes it seriously, it's gonna be a problem."

"I know. What are you looking at me for?"

"Because Mr. Kazt doesn't shy away from hostiles -"

"True, but - you just have to show them this strength at times like this. You don't have to do everything you can."

"Right......"

A brunette beauty shows up as she waits in front of a closed gate for a while.

"- Hmm? Is that..."

I lean my neck unexpectedly.

"Do it with Kazuto! Let's have an arm wrestle with this one! This one looks like a human woman! It's Elsa the Black Dragon God! I'll admit it if I win an arm fight with this one!

Hey, you know, you're forcing dragons and power battles on the average swordsman...

"... how come there is a Lord here!?

"Lord Elsa, do you know this one?

"- Ugh, um. This one is an acquaintance of mine, Elsa. There's no such thing as pulling a front carriage."

"Oh, did... If that's what Lord Elsa would say..."

"Hey Anzem."

- Yes, sir.

"Then you can go inside town, okay?

"Of course..."

He nods at me staring at me.

Apparently, you hate me.

Well, nothing...