Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

Who has a lot of questions

They repeatedly arrived at the same location as the forward base until the fall of the year. It was made up of simple wooden books and tents, and as he entered the supply wagon, a young teenager jumped in and checked the wagons.

Strangely enough, he was wearing only the Royal Knights' formal chest armor and no other armor. I was even writing Beremo.

A little secretary or an administrative soldier?

Something about a non-combat disease is fueling the mood. In the middle of this battlefield, I think it feels a little like a Squadron Communications Soldier.

"Let's see..."

Anyway, he seemed to check the supplies while recording these in the documents he was holding.

- Arrest.

Then the recorder finally touches me and stands still.

"Uh... uh...? Are you an adventurer?"

He looked up at me for a moment and said in a tone of embarrassment.

"The Bronze Astronomical Society of Paladin Kim Kat."

"What, what?! Par, Paladin?!"

Angry, he opens his eyes wide and opens his mouth. After a while, the frozen one urgently tidied up his cloak and looked behind me and said,

"What? But where is Lord Warnite Juren?"

"Lord Warnite Juren?"

"Oh, yes. You are the one in charge of this supply unit..."

"Ah, if it's him."

That son of a bitch's name was Jeren.

I took the jeren I had hidden inside that wagon and put it down in front of him.

"Argh... Mother... save me..."

He was still moaning while pretending to suck his mother's milk.

"Here. Here. I kept it well."

"...?"

Looking down at Chewy Juren, he looked like he saw something strange for a while.

"Chew... what? Huh? Ugh! Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!! Sir Jerren!!! What the hell!! What the hell is going on!!! Lord Juren!! Lord Juren!!!"

I was terrified when I screamed.

I don't know.

"As you can see, I totally chewed it out. Give me something crude. It's faded. Now that I've beaten you properly, I won't go behind your back, but you'd better get treated quickly."

"What, what, what, what!!! What!!! What!!! Aaaahhhh!!"

- Huddak!

Surprised, he flees the Hudadadak, runs on his four feet for a moment to see if he has lost his center, and then jumps into the barracks as if he had a commander.

"Uh-huh."

That's a blue kid.

"You must be the Bavarian Shack. I thought you were just looking at a murder robber. You just used the word chewing gum in front of people. Isn't it really the barbarian robbery itself?"

"Huh, what a robbery. They call him a warrior these days."

"Don't bullshit me. Oh, but I heard that when the Mana penetrates into the brain, there are times when the human mind is shattered.. Isn't that what happened to the Babarian Shack?"

"No way."

"But how the hell do you get Mana?"

"Why? Do you have an interest?"

"I don't mean to tell you the vision, I'm just curious. Don't you wonder if the Babarian Shack thinks I got Manas all of a sudden?"

That's right.

If Copson does that all of a sudden, he'll be really curious.

"I don't think so. But don't be disappointed by what you hear. I just had a fucking fight, and I started training after I realized it. There are those who fight and express Manas. I was just the case."

"Hmmm... It's the story that floats in the harbor."

Because what Manna wants is for everyone to get it. It was no wonder that this abstract information was released to the private sector. And I'm working on something called a training stamp. Of course the placenta is a cyby.

"What the hell!! Who's chewing on jeren!!"

At that time, I heard an urgent cry in front of me.

"Well, that's it!! What kind of a paladin are you!! You let go of the chewing gum...!"

"Why is Faladin chewing on Jeren!!"

"I'm sorry! I don't know! I went to report it right away!"

"That's right! That's him!!"

Probably the head of this outpost and his immediate superior, Jerren. This superior article was almost a contemplative face, literally the face of death. One person is looking at someone who can simply make a peat, slice a parsley, break an egg table, and boil a stew to eat.

"Hey, jerren!!! What the hell!! Who the hell are you!!! Identify yourself!!"

He growls with his sword drawn.

"My name is Paladin, and I am Baron Kim Kat of the Kingdom, the Saint of the Bronze Society."

"In Paladin... Baron?"

"Just calm down. There was a reason for that."

"... why? What the hell is the reason you gave him a chewing gum? Oh, my God, you're so chewy! Jeren!! Can you hear me!! I can hear you!!"

He called urgently.

"Mom... there are... two of you... why... there are two of you...? What are the three of you... Krog!! Argh.. Argh!!!"

Now the content and density of nonsense, whether or not it really stood in front of the threshold of death, was in a state of transcendence never known to the general public.

"Jeren!!!! Wake up!! Emil! Let's get you out of here!"

"Yes, yes! Understood!!"

The one who received the order immediately ordered the soldiers to bring something that seemed to be lifted and carried out the transport.

"Damn it!!!"

"Calm down. The author assaulted my friend, so I took a look at his hand."

"Assault a friend?"

I asked the excited senior article to explain the situation in as much detail as possible. Once you chew, you pay, and you have to explain. Still, these bastards are here to save the city, and of course they have to explain everything.

"Here, this adventurer is my best friend..."

"Oops."

I dragged Copson right next to me.

"Look, Snow Tang has become a nightingale. If I got a little hit wrong, my eyes would be completely chewy, and I'd have to live my whole life blind. And I can't see because I'm covered in clothes, but I got fucked up here and there. To an article called Jerren."

"..."

Copson seemed quite nervous because he was standing in front of the article.

"The fan was not a fan for any legitimate reason, but because he wanted to protest against his breach of contract. It was a very evil reason."

A knight who listened to me stared at Copson's face and said to me,

"So... you just chewed this adventurer butterfly for Jeren's assault?"

"Enough."

You son of a bitch.

"Adventurer Naburin?"

"Uh..."

I immediately approached the knight in one step.

I still can't figure out the situation because I'm looking at this son of a bitch. At this point, I'm just a fucking creep. There's no reason to be more polite to this motherfucker.

"It wouldn't be a good idea to give me a lecture right now... Knight? What do you think? Now that my friend is in trouble, should the adventurer Naburin be treated? Huh? You bastard?"

"Oh, I mean..."

Reaching out and grasping his right shoulder, he steps back.

"...!"

He naturally tried to send his hand to the waist dance, but he only stopped acting and opened his eyes. One second is enough to crush the shoulders of such a cub, leaving 0.9 seconds.

"Say something, you little bitch. I look like a fucking dick because I'm here to fix it. This is why you can't be in trouble with a fucking horse. There's not a single son of a bitch who understands what he's saying."

"Ah, ah... I'm sorry. That's a little... I said it wrong."

"Didn't you say well? You look like shit to me, but you yell at me, right?"

"... well, yes."

"In the future, fuck, let's just think and talk for a second before we talk. If I spit this shit out, think about how the other guy's gonna fuck it up. You don't think an old knight can't make a sensible judgment?"

"... yes."

The knight with his head bent hard replied.

This is the difference in absolute power.

I have to have the strength to get an apology.

"Do you know what this paladin is saying?"

"Oh, I know."

"All right, our knight friend. What's your name and rank?"

"Oh, Ace Night... it's called Murgan Javell."

Yeah, well, that's enough.

"Yeah, let's do this. Anyway, you know what I'm saying?"

"Yes... well... your friend was assaulted by Jeren, is that it?"

"Yes, that's it."

Let's add some explanation.

"It wasn't just assault, it was fucking unfair assault. What the fuck are you trying to change your face for a high-priced attack because you signed a contract with a cheap supply escort?"

I went to do simple work at the lowest hourly rate, and all of a sudden I tried to send a mercenary to a goddamn Middle East war zone.

"Yeah, let's hit it that far. That's enough if you don't. But he gave it to me because he protested, this motherfucker."

This is ridiculous.

"I would have searched my friend if it hadn't been for me."

"... that's right."

The article replied in a small voice with only a rat-tail. This is why no matter what the fuck you do, you have to go out loud and listen to me. If I had done this from the attachment, I wouldn't have said anything because I'm an adventurer.

"Isn't that why the knight just did it? The Knights of the Kingdom will have to break the contract and assault innocent people."

"Oh, no..."

"That's why I was educated. Sometimes we don't have kids who don't listen to anything but violence."

"..."

The knight became completely crooked because he told me so.

"Anyway. That's the situation. Let's deal with it on our own, if you understand."

"Yes... I see. It's all my disapproval. May you be very angry... I will definitely educate you about Juren."

"All right, now go."

"Yes..."

The knight bows his head and walks to his barracks.

"Cat. I think he's too cool even when he's angry."

"Two cool murders, I guess."

"That's good too."

"Uh-huh, well. That's a good thing."

Claudie looked really good.

"Barbarian Sheck."

"Well, what are you?"

Copson was hesitant in his seat.

"Look. My legs are loose."

"Why?"

"I don't think I can do that, even if I let all the thieving bastards go down on their knees. Why did you become such a savage warrior! I can't hide my surprise!!"

"This is what happens when you live like me."

After all, it's a matter of power.

"Fuck you, anyway. If you have a son of a bitch, tell me. I'll go and rob you of all your wallets."

"I knew it!!! Bavarian Sheck is my true friend!!!"

- Pull!

Long live Copson, who jumped high in his seat.

"What are you going to do now anyway?"

"Hm... I was originally thinking about spending the night here and getting another job or going back in the morning, but honestly, I can't trust the knights anymore. We're just gonna get the money and we're gonna be out tomorrow morning."

"It's not bad either. But you want to spend the day here?"

"What do you intend to do with Barbarian Sheck?"

"We have to go home."

"Oh, my God! Are you going to abandon us!! Please don't leave Copson like a kitten!!"

"Oh, you're such a jerk. All right, go get the money. Don't you have to take the money?"

"So is that. Then I'll go get it."

"No, let's go together. You don't need medical attention either."

"You seem to have a friend too well...!"

I went straight into the commander's barracks with Copson, and I politely asked him to be treated after confirming everything I had received from the adventurers next door.

"Of course I should treat you... of course... we did that to Juren..."

"Well thought out, my friend. So, what do you say we go to duty?"

"Yes... I'll take care of it. But if you want to get the right treatment, you need to go back to the relief center..."

"Good."

I wish I could have told you this.

"Hey, shit, I'm a little busy right now. I'll shoot you in the wall. Let's dig here today."

"Once? Did you say this once, Barbarian Shack?"

"Ah Sibalum. Yeah, I shoot three times in a good place, three times."

"Khhh, I see. Well, I'll see you later. Maybe if I go back tomorrow, I'll take a break from then on, but I'll have another chance to meet you."

"Have a drink with the Adventurer Guild. I'll pick you up in a minute."

"I see."

"Then stop by the Relief Monastery. I'm going."

I shook hands and broke up with Copson.

"Fuck Barian Sheck! It's so good to see you!"

"Eh! Yeah, you chewy Anglo-Saxon!"

Damn good to see you.

Now let's go home.

"Well, then, Cat. Shall we go?"

I hold the tombstone on my shoulder and the wrist of Rakshashashashasha's corpse.

"Claudie. Would you like to sit on this tombstone?"

"Oh, is it okay?"

"Absolutely. I'll run, so hold on tight."

"Cat, that's so cool."

Claudie climbs up and sits on the tombstone, and I sprint the way I came.

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