Fairy Tale Chronicles

"You did it."

"Uhm. They did a great job"

After the militant tournament, the words whispered at King Faure's private drinking table ran out of that one word.

"I never thought I'd be able to participate in person more than I probably wouldn't be attracted to prizes, but I don't know if I'd give weapons to an unnamed player to win."

"You were a little alarmed."

etc., and all of you in Fore Kingdom Central who spoken words that you can also take as bitter if you look at the text alone, but the expression on its face was more of a compliment.

"I've lost a lot of money watching sweetly that I won't win just because my weapon's better on the boulder."

"Or your lord. Non was forced to spend a little too much."

What a strange sight to see the heavy towns, who were also financially hit, say how much they were made to lose in a slightly brighter tone. This soothing atmosphere will undoubtedly cause me to want to describe it as a drink rather than a feast or a party.

"Even if it hurts, is it a lot of money for the lords?

"It's a lot of money if you think of it as a house, but it's a pretty painful expense as a penny."

"We have to go out for drinks less often this month."

The aristocrats say such a common thing that it is high wages and it will take three more generations to crush the amount of wealth they possess at the expense of drinking. A truly common principle of behavior that prefers to drink in a pub at the end of the day and loves Totocarcho so much that it takes place at a major event. The Faure nobility matches everything from the Royal Family above to the Knight's Lords below, to the point where their preferences around here are stunning.

Finally, because of the deep-rooted idea that nobles are just fools to break themselves up in tototocarcho anyway, no one spends more than blurry money when they have a smaller penny at best. As for the penetration that you can't break yourself with booze, they all shut your ears and feel like, "Uh, I can't hear you."

"So, how was Your Majesty?

"Non? Did you make a lot of money?

His Majesty the Boulder.

"I heard they sold John Courtley a weapon. I put a lot of money on it to test their eyesight."

As a result, King Faure succeeded in greatly increasing his pocket money and was able to increase the rank of this drink and meat by two.

No one in this country says that the king doesn't earn the cost of a drink in Totocarcho.

"Besides, we can't afford to lose their money."

"Is that it?

"Mm-hmm. I shoved all the money I made selling weapons cheap in the alley into Totocarcho"

"That's also amazing confidence..."

Hearing the king's words, there's a bitter air around. I made a lot of money as a result, but no matter how much I said I sold it for cheap, the weapon is a weapon. That sales will never be small. You can't bet on the person who sold all that weaponry or anything unless you're confident in the eyes of the person who sells and sells it.

Moreover, John's multiplier in World War I was quite high, regardless of whether he was around the semifinals from World War II. Because the opponent was a leading candidate without even having to say he was a winning candidate, he had such a difference in strength that he didn't cover it to the point that he had a slightly better weapon.

"Not at all. Choose an unnamed adventurer to turn big with a single weapon and support them by selling them cheap gear. The deficit there is covered by winding up gold from the elephant to death in Totocalcho. Just bone the upper layers of Farlane and Dar on the boulder, and think about it."

"That's a brilliant hand, including the sight that makes it possible."

"I don't know if it's good or bad, but I don't know if it's good or bad."

King Faure greatly appreciates what Hiroshi did in the martial arts tournament. In reality, the cost of manufacturing is free because we use ore dug out by the mountains in Crest Cave. As well, we have not incurred anything that can be called a deficit, and Toto Calcho is at the corner, so I'll bet or to the extent. I stuck it in full because it didn't hurt where it sucked because of my originally unscheduled income, and winning big was actually an unscheduled result, but the Follet Kings, who don't know the back, seem to think it's all going to be calculated.

"Nevertheless, one thing bothers me"

"What?

"I'm not willing to make it a problem this time in honor of finding that way out, but isn't it a bad idea to miss this way to the boulders?

"Why?

Heavy town being heard back in the face by King Faure and stuck in reply. It is somewhat sloppy or the smell of injustice, but when asked back which part, it is hard to explain because I have not done one prohibited act.

"I can't explain, that's what I mean."

"But every time they do the same thing..."

"With them, we won't be that free."

To the king's words, the people around him can only laugh bitterly. In the first place, if you just want to make money, you don't have to take such an uncertain means in the case of the Azma workshop, you can make as much money as you want. Before that, as far as normal behavior goes, the very question is whether you want to make money.

"Besides, where do we ban it if we ban it?

"And my name is?

"You forbid me to bring in my gear? Or do you ban purchases during the Games? You forbid the human tototocarcho who sold his gear from joining us?

"Oh, that's..."

"The ban on bringing it in goes against the spirit in the first place. If the purchase is prohibited, the weapons will be damaged and disqualified, and the craftsmen selling the equipment will rebel. Totocarcho's ban on participation could also lead to riots to see if he would take up the annual pleasure"

To the king's words, the heavy town, which had put forward a dissent, silences itself without any objection in mind.

"Sure, it's not like there's no problem, but it's not like it's that easy to do. This kind of change in regulation leads to unexpected and confusing situations."

"Right. As long as it's not too much, we don't make bad changes to regulations."

"Even if we make changes, we will carefully consider the problems that arise from the changes and the problems that arise in the current regulations, and if we are prepared to do so even more unexpectedly, we may cause extra confusion and instead go backwards against purpose."

No one disagrees with the King's decision. In the first place, this method cannot be established without a weapon of so much performance, and if it is a weapon of such performance, it is usually more profitable to sell it at a price if you do poorly. Furthermore, when it is necessary to look for poor equipment personnel who will not be in anyone's sight while there is the possibility of winning the equipment update during the qualifying phase, there are no human beings who can be so easily deceived.

"Whatever you do, I want to talk to the owner of the Azma Workshop while we meet in person for dinner."

"About that, I think it's time for just the right opportunity"

"Is this about the princess house?

"Yes, the princess of Azma Workshop and Alfemina is famous."

"Seems like a lot has been said about that."

"I'm afraid it's stranger not to be told"

King Faure snorts at the words of one of the heavy towns. It is a famous story that Aeris was helped to save his life by a macro before he opened the Azma Workshop, and that he took considerable steps to return as a princess witch. Given the age of ten at the time as well, it is only natural to trust if you are so grateful, and no one is in itself questioning the special treatment of Honda. That's the same thing in the heart of this country.

Regardless, not everyone naturally sees so much nostalgia for any horsebone. The fact that Aeris' handover made his face clear in various places, and that he remembered better from the Royal Palace due to the mess in Catalina, has been a lot of conjecture. As for the Azma Workshop, which is rapidly spreading its name and expanding its formations, there are few rumors that there may be no vigilance.

But it is also true that when it is said that Hongda makes a great profit from the royal palace, it is a subtle place to look beside him. There is only the extent of Ursus' workshop, such as what they clearly got from the royal palace. Although involved in soil improvement of slums, the Azma workshop has not benefited as much, as that was in fact also a joint order with several vendors in Ursus.

Even in other commerce, the main types of seasonings have published recipes, leading to miso and soy sauce, and even to the provision of vibrio bacteria. So far, the monopoly is simply because other workshops and chambers of commerce have not yet been able to create enough products to take their share. In fact, something relatively easy to make, such as mayonnaise, it's time for some chambers of commerce to start taking their share. Because of this situation, soy sauce and other products have not been made that can be bought outside of the Azma Workshop, and I really have to be a de facto royal servant.

Apart from the fact that we have to treat them specially for such clear reasons, saying this and not benefiting directly has also generated extra speculation, but no matter how hard we try, these kinds of problems will always come with us. There are verses in this country where we do whatever we want with curiosity, whether we know it or not that we have quite a bad reputation.

"At the time they entered our country, I did a lot of research through the resident ambassadors our country is sending to Farlane, but at least as far as I can normally ascertain, they don't seem to imitate the dark things behind them or the royal glory. More often than not, we respond to the impotence of the royal family."

"I can't tell you anything about people, but the royal family is basically selfish about what they want."

"Right. Well, I'll get back to it. According to the princess, they also tour the temples that are all over the place. Perhaps even with regard to the Temple of Elsa, we can only act together with the princess."

"It's a pity we have to use the power of big men from other countries to talk about facilities in our own country that are also quite important."

"I have no choice. This is the case before Lord Elsa's Witch Hall was suddenly killed and his successor decided. When Farlane and his predecessors came to power, they had the help of Dar and my Faure, so let's keep it to ourselves."

"Right."

King Faure accidentally smiles bitterly at those words from the Chancellor. Where there was so much national power, there was so much that a country could not do. I know you didn't say that, but I feel sorry for you.

"Whatever it is, this is a matter for the country. If the boulders solve this on their own, they must meet directly through the house of the princess and take the form of a request to them as a nation."

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Prime Minister who receives the intention of King Faure and bows one head. At the end of his activities at Fore, the Azma Workshop line finally had contact with the Faure royal family.

"The martial arts tournament has apparently come to an end."

"Sounds like it."

The next day. Finally arriving in Stillen, the Aeris line had divulged such sentiments into the streets that gave it some lonely atmosphere after the festival.

"Was Elle interested in a militant tournament?

Alchem asks Aeris while slowing the car down for safety. It would be tough for all of Doga to drive, and for some time after the car was delivered, Alchem was practicing driving as well. It took me a long time to get a decent ride on my bike, and Arcem is also a pretty skewed girl with qualities around perfectly worn in three days.

"For the tournament itself, not really. However, I was very interested in Stillen during the event."

"I see..."

To the words of Aeris, a badly convincing alchem. Aeris likes to see a vibrant city. Therefore, I love the one called Festival. It's not that I want to participate actively in events, etc., but it's so much fun to be enlivened by them and to see the people live in a lively and enjoyable way.

It's not like I hate a quiet, calm space. It's just not like it's quiet and calm or it's not lively and rusty. Besides, I don't hate the air surrounding the remnants of life and loneliness after the festival, but that kind of thing halves if you don't indulge in the air of the festival itself.

Alchem and Doga, who understand the character of Aeris enjoying the air in so many ways, were somewhat sorry that they could not make it to the militant tournament.

"The end of the festival."

"Few stalls ~"

"Elle, I'm sorry."

Another circumstance that Aerys regrets is the fact that the Octogals, who were floating in the back seat, pointed it out. To what it points out, Aeris smiles small and bitter.

"Well, it's true that there are almost no suspicious outdoors that have hit militant tournament crowds..."

"frigid shop, no ~"

"I'm not selling anything that sucks."

"Cheesy food, reduced ~"

"Interesting Half-Loss"

Octogals arrange disorderly about the other pleasure of what is called a festival. Douga looks subtly sinister, mentioning the main way of enjoying the Aeris festival. I appreciate all of this, but I just want to complain about planting this kind of extra fun in Aeris.

Needless to say, it's obviously not the kind of fun a girl in a position to remember as a princess witch. I'll be silent enough to give up a hundred steps and eat and walk through the cheesy food of the dewstore, but it's obviously suspiciously ineffective elbergamae sweat ointment, which is a tiny convenient commodity that breaks quickly after a little use, and in some cases wastes a lot of money, which is very difficult as an escort and guide.

Most importantly, if I wanted to complain the most, I would have blown a lot more extra into Aeris than anyone else, but I rarely go out for a festival because of my phobias.

"In the meantime, I think it's time to eat something light, what do you do?

Alchem sees that the conversation is about to move in a delicate direction, and changes the subject.

"Yes, I am."

"Sure, it's time to get hungry"

Doga and Aeris eat honestly to change the subject of Alchem. It's true that I'm hungry, but somehow it was a boat across the street because I'm sure there was something to keep the conversation going.

"So, what shall we eat?

"In the case of Faure, Dwarf banquets when he enters a bad store..."

Doga roars troubled by Alchem's inquiry. The species Dwarf, daytime or whatever, normally throws a banquet if there is an excuse. It just sounds like you drank it to me when I write it this way, but I also have to be somewhat reticent about wanting to throw a banquet right away because the amount of work I usually do and its quality are not half the way around. Besides, if there is an excuse, it is about switching on and off properly. Instead, I have a problem that I can't stop because I'm confused.

"When you get caught up in a boulder and Dwarf banquet, you're in a lot of trouble."

"Whatever happens, the princess and Alchem have too many problems getting them to attend their banquet."

Douga sighs deeply at Aeris' words with a bitter smile. Nothing like being caught up in a Dwarf banquet with a human species and your liver being safe. To be clear, the true harp is very unusual. It's an anomaly, but it's a story that makes people think a lot about the fact that there's not all the same level of military service, even though it's a human species, but that there's roughly one or two people in a city with more than a certain population.

"Oh?"

"Master Elle?

"No. Probably where the stalls are lined up, but there's a lot of crowd"

To the words of Aeris, Alchem pulls over once. It's very disturbing when you stop at a bad spot because it's a limo spec for the royal people to ride. But it is also painful for Alchem, who for once is a servant, to ignore it and go forcefully, beyond anything that has caught Aeris' interest.

"Hey, I'd like to get out of the car and check..."

"... if the three of us go together, there's no problem"

After a few thoughts on Aeris' selfishness, Doga gives permission for now. It's not pedestrian mode now, it's princess witch one line mode, so costumes and other things are very disproportionate to get down around here. It's disproportionate, but even the word stall has something to pin for. I thought it would be better if I had enough time to confirm that.

"Then you'll see if these kids have anyone at stake first."

"Hmm. Right."

Doga nods at Alchem's suggestion and escorts Aeris out of the car. Alchem confirms that Doga got off and goes down and stores the car himself. Wild horses abruptly disappear from sight when a rarely designed golem carriage blocked the road.

"Well, I'll have a look ~"

"Please."

A line of princess witches who make sure Octogal flew away and have to look for the entrance to and exit from the street village. When I say entrance, I'm just surrounded by a lot of mess with a low fence to keep the carriage out, so as soon as I get over it, I'll get it inside, but Doga, anyway, does that in Aeris and Alchem outfits is a little problematic.

"Hmm, the entrance looks like that way."

"It's a corner, so let's cool off a lot"

Nodding to Aeris' words, Doga steps into a stall village lined with cluttered sales. The cluttered air, mixed with the smell of various foods, somehow brings my mind to life. I admonish myself that I can't get my hands on bad things, given the hunger that doesn't exceed the level of being small, even though I'm about to reach for all sorts of things for Aeris that sparkle my curiosity eyes.

"... I guess there's something else when it comes to crowds in stalls..."

I got information from Octogall on my shoulder that there were no dangerous people, and I was just going as close as I could to the crowd, and a beautiful voice that I couldn't hear popped into Doga's ear.

"It's the same, isn't it, Mr. Harna?"

"Yes, I am."

Spring vegetable stalls showing overwhelming attractiveness. Alchem and Doga exchanges words that are neither frightening nor admirable when they see it. Aeris leaves such squire unattended, blinking and lined at the rear of the queue. The queues who saw how it was accidentally split left and right like Moses' Ten Commandments.

I didn't mean to do that to Aeris himself, but apparently he was dissipating something that would let the average person unconsciously give way. Aeris turns his eyes round that situation that happened abruptly and bows his head in regret. queuers who, in turn, are frightened by the way it looks.

"Elle, it's been a while. Arrived today?"

Spring vegetables laughing bitterly at that situation and speaking out that way while preparing a hot dog for three for now. He decided that having a face here doesn't require a real meal, but he must be hungry enough to want to eat something lightly.

"Long time no see, Master Harna. We arrived today."

"Oh well, good luck. We got a Kansai-style hot dog for now, but this is good, right?

"Yes!"

Aeris nods with her eyes sparkling at the Spring Vegetable Inquiry and receives the hot dog she has prepared. Doga, who later chased him, waits to finish paying for three, says he'll have it smaller and hits elegantly.

"... after all, it's very tasty"

"Thanks for always looking delicious. It's a corner, so I'll keep it."

Smiling at Aeris, who looks delicious from anyone's eyes, takes the netted stove out of the bag and starts prepping it. The queuers watching as they deliberately look at it.

"... keep it? Monster ingredients again?

"Yeah. Something to try. Enjoy"

With that said, soak some kind of meat sliced into the sauce to a thickness sufficient to make it skewer, put it on the net and start cooking. In less than a minute, the meat can be cooked, strange that I've never smelled before, but the smell of stimulating my appetite even this, captivating all the humans in line on the spot.

"Yes, done. Be careful, it's still hot."

"Thank you!

Spring vegetables skewered and handed to Aeris with roasted meat in the so-called dandelion method. While the spring vegetables were baking the meat, the hot dogs already seemed to be finished, and Aeris gently cooled the skewered meat to elegance as soon as it was received, whisking smaller on the edges. The look on his face dust as he sees it, sparkling his blue eyes and seeing the spring vegetables.

"Very, very tasty!!

"Oh, good."

Spring vegetables smile happily as they also give skewers to Doga and Alchem, who were waiting for Aeris to mouth them. It was an ingredient that I am absolutely confident in, but there is no reason why I would not be happy if you could still say it is delicious.

"Hmm. This is delicious indeed."

"What the hell is meat?

All kinds of meat on land, that meat that also condenses the flavours of what is called superb, showing a harmony close to perfection. Doga and Alchem are amazed at the harmony of meat and sauce, which can be described as a miracle, and leak such words while loosening their expressions so sloppily at the appearance of Aeris, who carelessly mourns it.

"Should I screw around?

Spring vegetable words to such an Alchem question, against which everyone on the spot nods at the same time.

"Just before we moved our base to Stillen, Behemoth's meat was served in a mining dungeon in Crest Cave. I tried to use it around my butt this time."

"I see, it's a delicious translation."

It's Mr. Boulder Harna.

A line of princess witches who are normally convinced by the answers brought from Spring Vegetables. However, that's not why the queue, which is half wild horse...

"Behemoth..., so...?

"Wait a minute. Can you pin that down?

"You're just dressed up and talking nonsense, aren't you?

"But I don't even think I would bother to risk lying to people in such high stature..."

It starts to get cluttered up by too many names. Douga, who sees it, conceives as she chews the last bite.

"Hmm, well. Harna, don't you have a proper consultation?

"What?"

"Even though you gave it up voluntarily, I'd like to apologize for ignoring the queue, but can you let this keeper go to this number of people?

"There's plenty of meat in itself, so you can do it if you give me some time."

"Okay, please. I think I'll get as much money as I want."

"Copy that. I'll make a proper bill later."

That's what I said, spring vegetables baking up the behemoth meat one after the other. The smell caught me and a lot of new customers come,

"So far, so far."

"Exclusive to the first person in line ~"

"Enjoy your next time ~"

Whether they split up or called in a buddy, at some point more octogals get a little gigantic and block the aisle, while directing guests to another stall with a distracted voice. Occasionally, there are bad customers, but because of the molluscs, they can be very hard to hit, and they don't get damaged by ordinary people's punches.

"Treat those who don't listen well."

"Che ○ Tian Yu ~"

"Figs ~, Figs ~"

I get rid of the kind of mischief that sounds too bad, and I don't want to go into too much detail with such a thing against a customer who complains about a physical attack. Other customers who were watching how it went, too, either wanted to excuse themselves from being imitated like that in front of the masses, or left to other stalls without making a claim.

"End of dish? End of dish?"

"Yeah. Thanks"

"You're welcome ~"

Octogal returns to normal size and assembles at the stall in anticipation of where the spring vegetables have finished baking meat. Spring vegetables to thank such octogals and distribute the pieces baked. The cost of queuing, something like that.

"So, El's here, which means we should close the store today, right?

"If you're in a store, okay?

"We didn't originally have that much left in stock, and we'll all eat it later or we'll sell it another time"

With that said, spring vegetables that make a quick mess of the store. In fact, the stock that had been planted was curry bread and hot dogs, both combined and cut fifty more. There are anti-corruption food banks, and self-consumption is not so much a problem.

"Besides, it seems like we're in a very difficult situation."

"Right......"

Aeris thinks about the rest of this and tightens his expression. Things are pretty bad from the worst point of view, thanks to all the mischief done by the Hongdas at Crest Cave. but it never translates into optimism, and it doesn't change that we have to respond in a hurry.

"Wait a minute. 'Cause I'm gonna clean up."

That said, if you put the last piece of equipment away, you store the stall in a capsule. The wild horses watching it follow an unexpected function.

"Let's go. What about the car?"

"Master Alchem will have it"

"It's quite a distance from here, so I guess I should drive around. Can I have a ride with you?

"Absolutely."

Aeris answers spring vegetable requests with pleasure. Alchem is already back at the entrance and taking out the limo again.

"Mr. Alchem will drive."

"It's much safer, polite and safer to ride than driving around Rayna, huh?

"I feel like I know somehow"

Driving Alchem is a surprise spring vegetable, but I'm somewhat convinced when I hear Doga's supplementary explanation.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Just a little stop."

"Is there something, Mr. Harna?

"To the commercial guild, we have to report the termination."

Nodding to that dialogue of spring vegetables, Alchem runs to the commercial guild in a truly safe and polite driving with instructions. After this little stop, it was a line of princesses running all the way to Stillen's workshop.

"I'm sorry I had to call you."

The place changed and Castle Stillen. As soon as Spring Vegetables returned, the ambassador of the Farlane kingdom to Fore and the envoy of King Fore took him with them, so the Aeris and the others did not have time to settle down, they became feathers going up to the castle. It is now not a glance, but a face-to-face in the form of an official visit.

"As soon as I took a breather and checked the situation, I planned to ask you right away, so it's the difference between early or late. Never mind."

"If that's what you can say, it'll help."

Aeris responds with a constant smile to King Faure's apology. In fact, there is a little bit of trouble that I didn't have time to settle down, but given the circumstances, I would rather be even thankful for the amount of time I saved getting permission to visit.

"Well, let's get to work. With or without anticipation, about the Temple of Elsa"

King Faure, who soaked everything up in the foreground and really goes straight to the point. Nevertheless, as it was the content with the prediction, it naturally does not show how surprised each person is.

"Recently, there has been an anomaly on the road to the main temple of the Temple of Elsa. I don't know exactly when, but probably since the Crestcave mine became a dungeon."

"We also confirm that here through Master Alfemina. One apology for that."

"What is it?

"To confirm the detailed situation, the one in the hands of the King Prince of our country took the liberty of conducting an investigation. We apologize for the report and permit application."

"I don't mind. Even though it is generally kept secret, it is not otherwise prohibited to enter. There is no particular problem with ordinary people entering or finding out about their location. Besides, what was originally unqualified is where you shouldn't even be allowed to set foot on the road. Being able to chart a path without permission also means that Elsa is allowed to enter the sanctuary. If you are, you will not be judged by Non."

"Thank you for your generous words."

Aeris bows his head saggily where he should bow his head in order to crack his belly and exchange information. King Faure nods to eagle fry at such aeris to show. It is a project that should normally be an international issue, but the temple is originally a separate organization independent of the state simply because it interacts deeply with the royal family. The Temple of Alfemina, where there is a temple within the royal palace, is special, and basically it's not like the royal family can interfere, no matter who enters the temple.

"More than such a trivial issue, I'm concerned about the information brought back by His Highness's hand"

"I'm sorry for his one who risked his life to bring back information, but it's not a big deal. As expected, the path leading to the Temple is completely alienated. At the entrance stage, the ground becomes a bottomless marsh and the surrounding trees are degenerating into monsters. An unidentified" hand "appears in large numbers and tries to catch the intruder. And then, when caught in the hand, it's all hard to know that it absorbs a lot of life."

"That's all I know, but you're better than this team. Who is it that sent the investigation team back?"

Aeris nods this one with a serious look on King Faure's face. A king who shifted his gaze to Honda, who was seriously watching the exchange, speaks out against the Azma Workshop line.

"Hey, of the Azma Workshop. With this information, how did you intend to move?

"To be honest, I did intend to think about it after I heard what Aerys had taken care of it, and I haven't decided on anything yet at the moment"

"I see. How was the princess's house supposed to move?

"Since His Majesty gave me permission, I was wondering if I could first purify the vicinity of the local entrance and ask everyone at the Azma Workshop to proceed to the main hall at once. We keep some tools from Master Alfemina, so it should be somewhat easier to reach the main hall than to rush into it helplessly. Unfortunately, in the circumstances in which the battle is expected, I can only keep my feet together, so leave me alone at the temples of Aranwen's witches, Alchem and Stillen."

Hearing a plan that can't even be the plan of the Horn and Aeris, King Faure nods one thing. There's nothing more to it than real problems, information on traps near the entrance. At least considering that Alfemina has the tools that she thinks she needs herself, perhaps so that the tools can only be handled by Higashi, it is far more than going into it helplessly.

"Okay. So with that tool, we can break through to the main hall with the Azma Workshop, right?

"I can't be sure, but I'm probably more sure I can get to the main hall than I can give it to anyone else."

Higashi has an indescribable expression on that word that makes Aeris feel the full breadth of trust. It is their contention that I have not achieved so much as an adventurer.

"Then let's make Non hungry too. of Azma Workshop. Ask them to liberate the Temple of Elsa."

"Accepted. But do you think we should just talk about this?

"This is all I can tell you about the fact that the Lord is a race far from ambition or conspiracy. I can't honestly tell you that something ambitious is helpless in this situation. And."

"And?"

"Earn a lot of money in Totocalcho by giving weapons to unnamed adventurers and letting them win. If you want to be named, you can't make money in such a roundabout and inconspicuous, uncertain way. If an anonymous adventurer can have enough weapons to win, you can bring it directly to his nobility, and you can spot people who can win just by giving them weapons, so you can connect with a bad nobleman."

I don't know how to respond to King Faure, who will slightly overestimate me. Even though it would be funny if I won, I didn't even think John, who gave me the weapon, was going to win, but I honestly don't feel like telling him that would convince me.

"So, how confident are you to succeed?

"Master Alfemina is feeding me, so I'm not saying it's not at all. I won't say anything because I don't know what's going on."

"Hmm?"

"If you do about a new furnace with a proven track record and experience, you can be absolutely sure that it will succeed unless an accident or something happens as long as the location conditions are right. This time, however, the situation becomes opaque, and it deviates a little from our main business, and since the conditions are so good that I can definitely do it, I won't tell you to leave it to me."

King Faure laughs with real pleasure at the words of a magnificent man who is not at all willing to hide it, to fix it, or to try to make himself look good.

"I liked that attitude. Others would be the words that escaped responsibility, but if you really try, you won't know unless you put your chest up against the king and have the courage to say you don't know."

"If you slap me in the mouth and fail, that's the lame thing to do. Stop. Besides, I don't know if I can do it or not. If I do it, the quality will stabilize. If I tell my clients honestly, the damage will be huge and it will lead to trouble. Escape the challenge and be honest about the risks."

"After all, is your Lord the artisan of the roots"

"His Majesty, who appreciates it there, also saw it as quite a craftsmanship"

"Not the craftsmanship, but the king of the land of iron."

King Faure and the Horn are willing in strange places. Spring vegetables round their eyes at the way it looks and the attitude of the less hectic, less ambitious.

"Oh, you know, Hiroshi?

"What?

"If it had been before, I would have felt so hip in these cases..."

"Oh. At the end of the day, I knew it was until Crest Cave."

A magnificent man who takes a far-sighted look somewhere and concludes at the query of spring vegetables, which have been inadvertently launched without hesitation.

"You know, dungeons, yeah, chocolate-scary things."

"Ahhh..."

Spring vegetables also have a distant eye for that one word that doesn't seem convincing. It is also a problem that even the tower golem cannot go beyond the chocolate case in the macro, but it is also a problem in spring vegetables that I am likely to be convinced about the matter myself.

"Well, I can't be alarmed, so I need to stay tight and get ready."

"Right."

"I'm going to push for trouble, thank you. If you succeed, give up all the unprocessable metals that sleep in the treasury, and after allowing connections between your Lord's workshop and Ursus's workshop and Crest Cave's temporary stronghold, you are willing to hold a grand banquet to celebrate the liberation of the Temple of Elsa, so do your best."

"Well, I'll do my best."

An ambition to return a careless reply to a king who promises to behave fairly extensively with his rewards. Although I am not initially very interested in rewards and I would like to shy away from the great banquet because I feel a certain danger to myself, the liberation of the Temple of Elsa is a critical task that cannot be avoided even for Hongda.

"Sire, I don't think we need a big banquet..."

"Say what. That's not what you can do with a banquet involving the country, is it? Do you think he'll miss the pretext to throw a big banquet outside the New Year's festival?

Tatsuya's words, which felt as dangerous as Hiroshi's, are dismissed by His Majesty's motivational words.

"Shit. This king is a dwarf wearing human skin..."

"Tatsuya, this time, give up"

"I'm counting on you..."

In any case, Tatsuya has no choice but to drop her shoulder at the feeling that there is going to be a rather deadly banquet. Mio opens his mouth to Aeris, who was watching it bitterly.

"Dear Aerys, I'm not a human resource person."

"What?"

"Aeris-like physique will probably feed you a lot. Even if it's my reward now, Aerys' stomach is normal..."

"Ha...?

Mio's words don't come pin, and he cutely necks Aeris. Spring vegetables, anxious to see how it went, sneak whisper to Doga.

"Uncle Dollar, Elle and Mr. Alchem, I think there's a lot at stake, so thank you."

"I don't need to be told."

A prior offer by a human who is familiar with the thing called the Feast of Faure, an alchem who watches it strangely but does not open his mouth with minutes in mind.

"When I get back, I don't know how to calculate. Let's start by thinking about what Aerys brought and what to prepare for."

In a word of a macro, the air that was relaxed tightens at once. It was then that detailed consideration would be given to this mission, which would probably be the most difficult case in Faure.