Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

Once he calmed down Copson, who was being alarmed.

I can't have a daughter like this. If I wanted to have a daughter like this, I would have to make a kid in junior high. What the fuck does that make sense?

It was only about four years since I came to this world in the first place.

As soon as he gets here, there's no way he's done this in four years. If he's grown up like this in four years, he's not a kid, he's a daemon. Lina is never a daemon.

"You seem too surprised to misunderstand the rest. Yeah, there's no way the Barbarians have a daughter like that. He's got black hair, so he's making a mistake. I think it's closer to my sister."

"Sort of. Half my sister."

"Are you from the same tribe?"

"I am a living man."

Now that he's explaining Lina to Copson, Lina stands awkward and walks behind me.

I needed a porter, but it worked.

Let's ask Lina.

"Lina. Do you need a break today?"

"Yes, yes? What are you doing? Nothing is happening right now..."

When I asked, Lina answered in a crawling voice.

Are you still unconvinced when you're dressed?

If you look like that in the adventurer industry, all sorts of people will twist. That's why I bluff. The adventurer and bluff were inseparable.

"Are you going to come with me without me? I need a porter to go to work now."

"With your brother?"

"It'll take a few days. I'll give you five coopers a day. If you do, I'll give you a down payment today."

"Yes, yes! It's okay! Thank you, brother!"

Speaking of money, Lina, who had a bright complexion, smiled widely and replied. As expected, babies have to live with laughter.

Luckily, Lina is a little free right now.

Lina is better than an F-class adventurer with no credit. Originally, the F-class adventurers were all human scum in the placenta. I can't work with those guys for days.

In contrast, Lina's ability and trust have already proven that she risked her life to rob a pagan relic. Lina can be trusted.

"Wait a minute. Let's ask some friends."

I told the story to Copson and Maria right away.

"I've worked with him a few times. It's believable.If you take him to the porter, there will be no more kids like him. You listen to me."

"Aren't you quite young, though? I don't know if I can use my powers."

"A little bit of power, but trust. I'm still a Barbarian, so I have some stamina and strength. You've already done a few things with me. It was fine every time."

"Hm, trust... If the Barbarians say so, it would be reliable. Barbarians should be in good health. Let's do that."

Copson noticed it was convincing.

Once this barbarian in his heart is stuck doing his bodily work without having to be an adult.

"Hey, kid. I'm Maria."

"I mean, my name is Lina."

"You know Cat?"

"Yes, you've helped me a few times. He also used me as a porter..."

"I see."

Meria bent her back and greeted Lina. After a brief conversation, Meria raised her head and said to me,

"I don't care if I can handle the luggage. Shall we go then?"

"Yeah, let's get going."

I went straight to the window and finished registering the party to Lina. Just because we don't have the F Adventurer we need yet, we're off to include Lina.

This results in the formation of a four-person party.

"Copson. Maria. Do you have anything to live for before you leave? Let's fill it up before we go."

"Hmm, I think we should buy some more food first."

"Do you need some oil?"

I went into the grocery store with some items I thought I might need. Buy what you need right away, Lina bought food in advance.

I left in earnest after completing the preparations.

"Brother, put your luggage in my backpack."

"Are you coming?"

Several items were placed in Lina's backpack.

With a porter like this, it's a little easier to march. You can leave these items when you leave, and you can leave the loot when you return.

"Uh-huh, the kid's good at his job."

"I didn't live this hard when I was a kid."

Copson and Maria also packed Lina's backpack. Nevertheless, there were no difficulties. Lina's health has already been validated, so it's natural.

"But, brother. Where are you going today?"

Lina, standing next to me, asked as she stepped out of the gate.

"Ah. I heard there's some crazy mansion over there. I'm going after you. It might take less than a week, but don't worry. I'm sure of the money problem."

"... Yes? A mansion, huh?"

"Why."

Lina looks up at me with a fresh complexion.

"There are rumors that people are missing..."

"I'm going to investigate that. Why, are you scared? Don't worry, man. Who am I?"

"Oh, that, yes. No one is scarier than you..."

"You son of a bitch."

Lina did not fall next to me, noticing that she was afraid of me. I think it's always like this. A little, frightened Barbarian girl.

Well, if it blows, I can get you some Porsche.

"It's like a brother and sister. Aren't you from the same tribe? Wh-what did you say? Korea? Didn't you say the name of the tribe is Korea?"

"You memorable bastard. He's not the same tribe. He just came here to meet me."

"Hmm, I came here to meet you. Ah, I see. You care because you're the same homo? The Barbarians also have a human heart."

I think it is clear that the idea of barbarian satisfaction is emphasized.

"Uh-huh, you lunatic."

We talked about this. What happened to each other. I heard that Meria lives hard. I dream of making money and setting up a clothing store, but rolling to class D is a possibility enough.

Speaking of that, a cocksucker came and slaughtered him with a shield and laughed like a joke, saying that he would take off his clothes and sell them.

Are you kidding me?

"What has Lina been living with since then?"

"Well... I'm doing just fine with the money you gave me. I slept at the inn, I lost my hunger... I bought clothes and weapons, so I was able to get a job a little easier."

"Oh, yeah. I'm glad you're well."

Lina's hair was fairly neat.

The big backpack on the back was old, but the clothes and shoes look good, and the waist has short sleeves and a hand axe.

He's been washing his hands and living there ever since he fucked me and the slum.

But when I saw that I was living well, I thought it was good.

Working with porters, cleaning sewers, emptying garbage cans, and so on, I can sleep at the inn and unwind my mouth.

If you get promoted to class E and you get old, then you could be like Maria. I can somehow live with integrity and luck.

"Barbarian. Miss Meria. Look at the map here. Which way do you think we should go from here?"

"Wouldn't it be better to get to Santa quickly?"

"I too am in favour."

We constantly spoke as we moved.

From small travel routes, to what to do and how to deal with unexpected situations. Still, everyone is a veteran adventurer. Skills are definitive, and there is also flexibility and short-term volatility.

"But what do you think caused the disappearance of the adventurer cubs?"

"I think there will be strong monsters."

Compared to what Kopson said, Mary said, grabbing the weight of her burden.

"Shouldn't there be something in the mansion? There's just a secret trap in that basement... a trap that dies as soon as you step on it! Thorns are spiky!"

"Damn it!!! So inhuman!!!"

"Miss Meria, don't say anything too scary!"

Opinions on the mansion were varied, but our conclusions were narrowed to four levels.

Kill monsters and take their by-products. If not, run away. If you can search the mansion, try to be careful. If not, find the body and take the artifact back.

If we keep these rules, there will be no big deal.

So it was evening, and we set up camp.

"Do you need a light?"

- Pa!

I pull out Rathras' necklace and hold it tight, and a bright light leaks out. Copson and Meria's reaction to seeing it was alarming in itself.

"No!!! Barbarian! What the hell is that shiny necklace!"

"Can I touch it?!"

"Hahaha, it was acquired by fighting a fairy."

"Nymph!"

I adapted the story and created a hideout. The work progressed in an instant, as there were only three Class D adventurers. Each other's cloaks and branches. And I used the strap to complete a very comfortable hideout.

Then I set a fire, ate a few meals, and went in and slept.

* * *

That way, after a little more than two days of hard marching, I arrived in the area where I suspected there would be a mansion.

It is quite remote.

Surrounded by forests and mountains, perhaps this mansion was not actually a building closer to an old lodge than a mansion? It is possible that adventurer-specific blunders and lies have inflated the rumors.

"From here on out, I'm forced to look for the mansion. Gasena."

"Yes."

Copson was immersed in the map, and we looked around everywhere.

"But maybe."

So Meria said.

"In fact, there is no mansion, and the people who were looking for it fall into the maze of the forest? That's why he's missing. Maybe he was abducted by elves."

"No, Maria. Why are you so fond of scary stories?"

"I had a story like that in my hometown. The maze of the forest or the spirit of the mountains. It's common for people who get lost in the mountains to be kidnapped by fairies, isn't it? Suddenly I remember."

It's not just a forest labyrinth or a kidnapping of elves, it's simply a return to what was eaten by monsters. It's not always like that.

The fact that horses don't kidnap fairies is more likely to be the kidnapping of bandits.

But if you look at it, the bandits are like a forest fairy, so it's not wrong. They're hostile to humans, whether they're bandits or fairies.

"Oh, brother. That's not really gonna happen, is it?"

"Hahaha, it could happen!"

"Ugh... I think I can kill them all, though."

"I heard a natural sound."

Whatever comes up, there's no problem with a knife. Cutting the threat of reality is, in the end, a sharpened knife.

"I took a break from this. Hmmm, I'm sure it's over here, but I don't know the exact location, so it's hard to find. The mountains should all be there."

"That's it."

Even so. The mansion would have been neglected because it was so remote. If it was in the spotlight, it would have all collapsed.

Still, this mansion is a mystery.

What kind of building is it, how many years? Even the nearest town has to walk out one day. A world full of monsters and criminals on the mountain. There's no way there's a building like this.

If you are not a dizzy freak, there is no reason to build a building in this place. Perhaps this neighbourhood was once a village. Is it the last trace of the lost town?

It's even uglier because I think so.

"Hmm?"

After a long walk, it was noon.

Now in the car that was just about to have lunch, Copson, who was leading the way, stopped and pointed to the other side. Naturally, our gaze was directed towards it.

"Bar, barbarian. Miss Meria, look over there."

"... I'm watching."

"Oh, my God."

What was seen from afar was the slit-head part of the artificial structure. Deep mountains, bushes and tree-covered buildings stood there.

I finally found the fucker.

That's a rumorless mansion.

"I think I found it. Let's go!"

We headed straight for it.

The closer I got, the clearer the building became. As I ran a little faster, I finally noticed the appearance of the building.

"Fuck."