Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

From the other side, the sun was rising.

The sun rising above the mountain ranges overlaid the sky at dawn with its own light. It's already dawn. The night of nightmares ended. Rain also stopped. As the cloud lost its power and dispersed, the beam of light descended in between.

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho!"

The infant smiled with his back on his lips. I'm starting to feel better, even though I feel like I'm getting dizzy. Smile. Smile for joy. He smiled, hesitating to sit on the ground.

Oh, my legs are loose.

- Cur...

The battle is over. The ogre is still alive.

It was like an invoice.

It was as if the flank had exploded, a sight that seemed unpleasant but tasty. Because we killed him. All that was left was to be rewarded and rest.

"I'll cut off Ogre's head!"

He declared that the fallen Ogre was delighted to look around.

She strikes the Great Sword with greater dignity than the Improvement General. A great sword that falls from that height is worth calling a new punishment. It was always God's retribution that was needed for evil monsters.

- Kuuurrrr...

The ogre raises its head without power and looks at the spirit. At the end, he seemed to be trying to communicate by trying to move his mouth hard.

However, the words did not work, and even if they did, there would be no conversation.

"Lower pressure!"

The spiritual love began to gather like a show. The red airflow swirls with the Great Sword. It was a preparatory strike with devastating power.

I looked at him with admiration, but what was Ogre like?

- Yikes!

The Great Sword of Guillotine fell like that.

- Thistle!

The Ogre's head flies into the sky.

It was a proposition that far exceeded the creator's expectations.

The head of a tall Ogre fell. Red Bull has wings on Ogre's head, but the power of gravity cannot be defeated.

"Our victory!!!"

Zaurus shouts, "It was useless in battle, but the shout is useless now." Twenty people, both inside and outside, survived the shout.

"Ooooooooo!!"

"Waaaaaaah!!"

But isn't that a three-silver thing to do? That's all you need to do is hit one silver on the base salary and two silver on the success allowance.

No, three silver a day is a real dick, but it looks like money today. I felt like an american scoundrel would kill a man and take the ship.

Oh, I didn't even have a dick for those bastards.

Those bastards who kept running, they were gonna eat me.

"I'll call the list! Gather all in front of the cloak!"

We gathered in front of the collapsed cloak, and Zaurus named it. The one who does not answer here will be the dead. I didn't think anyone who ran away would be alive.

"Ame, I thought you were really looking."

That was my honest sentiment. I stood up with a sigh.

"Hoo-hoo, you put a knife to the end of that?"

"You can do whatever you want to do."

"Good job. Really good job."

Claudie digs into my arms. I'm not sure if I'm happy to hear it, or if I'm happy to be brave. I think it's probably one of two. Copson also approached and struck my shoulder.

"Isn't this a barbarian swallowing a gold? If you're gonna get it, you're gonna have to shoot one jaw."

"Fire unconditionally, you cocksucker. Tell me everything you want."

"Is that really true?"

"It's gross."

"Crazy."

"I'm joking. Prepare to get drunk."

When the excitement of the battle is gone, the body grows stronger.

It felt like it was floating in the air. I thought I'd fly like this.

"One gold."

I have made a great achievement, as promised by the Early Childhood, so I may give you one gold. I wish I could, but if I don't, I can't help it because it's a bastard, but I can't rebel.

It's not like you have to grab a dog by the collar to give it to him.

Anyway, I thought I could sleep well now. I try to feel Claudie's body temperature in her arms, and the immortal child who climbed over Ogre's corpse cries out.

"Babarian!"

I went and stood in front of the corpse because it was clear that he had called me. The infant looked down at me. He looked at me and jumped down and stood in front of me. I immediately bowed my head.

"Keep your head up! Your courage has led to the slaughter of Ogres! Buy that achievement high and be a princess! I will give you the promised prize!"

"...!"

With a tremendous tension, the infant pulls out a leather pocket between his chest and pulls out a shining gold coin from it. I was frightened. I only seemed to be blind to the dazzling golden light. The golden light reflected in the sun was more glorious than the sun. It seemed more unrealistic without it.

"You did a great job! You are a warrior's ear!"

I received the gold coin with trembling hands.

The infant put gold coins on the palm of my hand.

My hands trembled less. I shouted without being the subject of emotion.

"Go, thank you! Thank you, thank you! Young-myung! Thank you so much for this grace! Ha, ha, ha! Hahahaha! Hahahaha!!"

"You're laughing! All right! Let's laugh together! Ouch! Hohohohohoho!!"

I laughed madly with my affection. The photon's tension rose like that. What did the infant say, but he didn't enter my ear at all? After a while, she disappeared with the soldiers. Zaourus also followed her.

"Juwaaaaaaah!!!!!"

For a while, he shook his body, screaming at the nervousness without being subjected to soaring tension.

He held Claudie's hand and danced, bending Copson's waist, and then jumped high enough to get on it. I was only impressed by the air triple successive kicks (Taekwondo 3rd Tech). I sprinted like a rider.

"Ayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

One gold. One gold. A mother fucker is a gold. One gold means 100 silver coins. What the hell can I do with this? Claudie's horse will be able to catch a good room, and the equipment will be watertight.

Above all, there's nothing I can't do with this much money. Isn't that the level of the lottery? The cheer has taken hold of the whole body. I just danced violently with my body in the flow.

- Hello, little shithead.

Then all of a sudden, the teletobies showed up and hurt me.

The rest of the confusion would have come because I was too glad.

Leaving them in charge, they were as comfortable as if they were submerged in a happy dream. Nice to meet you, Boradol. When I was a kid, I lived to see a lot. How are you, Tubby Nana? How's Po? Nin, you still haven't grown up.

"... nigger, okay?"

"Huh?"

Winia came to me. Seeing Winia's face, the tension that had risen sank like a lie. The Teletobies became dust like a broken illusion and disappeared forever. I reached out, but I couldn't stop them from disappearing. As they disappeared, they waved their hands at me.

I looked at her with a purple face.

Winia also stared at me.

"That good? Are you crazy, nigger? You don't know what you just did? You're doing this because you don't know? Ah-you 're doing this because you don't know. You don't even know what a fucking nigger looks like."

"Huh?"

"What did she tell you to do? You do what a woman tells you to do when you're a nigger, right? And what if he searches? It's fucking pathetic. You don't have to discern."

Winia, who came suddenly, began to question me. Hearing the reason, it seems that I took the risk according to Claudie, it was the reason for the indignation. When I heard that, I had a fever on my head.

I said, "I know you're not looking, bitch. And whether I search or not, what do you care?"

"..."

"Claudie did it, because she knew she wouldn't die. Please shut the fuck up and get out of here. I'm in a good mood right now, so don't make me catch you. Get out of here. I'm sick of seeing your face now."

It was also strange for Winia to win. I didn't seem to remember what he had done to me when he saw the canal. No, I know, but you're doing it on purpose.

"Get out of here, you little bitch! Get the fuck out of here!"

I shouted.

Winia was silent for a moment.

It looked up at me with an unknown expression.

"... baloney."

"What?"

"Fucker. Fucker. Asshole. Asshole. Asshole. Asshole! On the nigger topic, on the nigger topic! You said that to me, to me...!"

Winia lowered her head after uttering her swearing words. The body was twitching. But what am I supposed to do? I have Claudie. Even though this fucker is close, now he's getting robbed.

"It's annoying! It's annoying! Why should I worry about niggers?"

After a while, Winia turns around and disappears.

Go back and forth and take it easy, really.

"Motherfucker. Get the hell out of here forever."

Now there is no Winia in my life.

I deliberately called Claudie and Copson with a loud voice. It was time to go down. I took all the money I could take. I only spent one night in combat, so I thought I'd go down and wash and sleep.

"Hmmm..."

Claudie looks behind me and makes a strange sound.

"Why?"

"No, nothing."

We went down the mountain. I felt good in many ways, but I was just as tired. I leaned on Claudie's body. She complimented me as she touched my elongated head. That was very good to hear.

"Hermie."

I was on my way down, so soon I could see a horrible sight.

There were pieces of people torn apart. It was an omen made by an ogre last night. The maggots had already bloomed like flowers on the bodies, but the SANs seemed to be shaved.

Elise thought. If it was her, she would have had to collect the body.

But I think the one who searched was the one who searched, and the one who lived was the one who lived. There was no god in this hellish world and no future. The god of the world was not God at all in my eyes.

So I don't believe in the god of this world.

The body of a stranger is just the end of it. The politeness of the corpse was justified if there was anything to take care of. That was the world.

I was going to search the corpse and pick up the equipment, but I didn't think it would be right to touch the brushed corpse to pick it up. Above all, you can't even carry a few, but you just have to be satisfied with one gold.

In the first place, there were no equipment that seemed to be intact. You can only see the upper half of a middle-aged man hanging from a tree. His armor was' torn '. It was crumpled to the head in Tuzon City.

"Barbarian, we have a tracker behind us."

"..."

I bit my molars tight.

I already know.

Winia was chasing behind us while keeping her distance.

There seemed to be a lot to say. But I never looked back at her. I didn't want to talk, I didn't want to see my face. There is no reason to count the feeling of her sinking incomprehensible. The only thing that bothers a woman is Claudie.

It's over. It's the longest connection since I came to this world, but it's time to cut it off.

"Claudie? Why, what's going on?"

"Huh? Oh, no. Nothing. I just have a little thought."

Claudie seems to be taking something seriously from before. I think that's why I care about Winia. My mind is clouded. Claudie doesn't have to care about Winia.

Eventually, he arrived in the city in that state. Despite trying to cross the city gate, Winia was chasing us alone. No, we're not. He must have chased me.

"..."

Stopped taking a step. And. I looked back.

Winia winks. The same flattering face has long since disappeared.

It seems so fragile.

"No, damn it!"

I shouted in anger.

"Now get the fuck out! Get the fuck out of here! Get out of my sight, you bitch!"

Winia didn't say anything.

"Why are you sticking to me! I look like such a dick! Huh?! You fucking bitch!"

After Yama turned to the end, I approached Winia as big as I could. She didn't say anything. It was unusual. It was the right attitude to knock me down with a staff, sarcasm, or humiliation even right now.

But Winia didn't.

I was shrugging my shoulders as small as that little sphere, shaking my head. It looked nothing like any girl.

"In the meantime, let's lose the damn thing! You're cursing me! You're ripping the fucking money off! Don't try to hang out with your next of kin! Because you're a dick!"

I was very angry at what he looked like. I burst into tears for years. She wasn't supposed to be. Until then, I had to be a fucking bitch. Halfway through, I insulted him with that wish.

However, Winia was only getting smaller in front of my cry. It seems like you were imagining what you were usually like.

"Fuck you, fuck you! Even if I didn't have you in my life...! Please! Now leave me alone! Just get the fuck out of here, you fucking bitch!"

Winia's mind, I didn't know.

Even though she had similar feelings for me, it was too much to accept the twist. I just wish that Winia had disappeared as an eternal villain to me.

"Fuck off! Get out of my life! Say whatever you want, you piece of shit!"

"... black."

Winia, however, is not.

"Argh, hush. Argh! Argh!"

"Uh-huh?"

It was an incredible sight. Winia shrugs. That winia shrugs.

I burst into tears.

"Argh! Hiccup! Urgh, urgh..! Fuck, fuck, nigga. On the subject of niggers...! On the subject of fucking niggers....! Hihik!"

"You, are you crying?"

"Hehe, hehe...! Ugh, hick! Ugh! Ugh!"

I panicked. I panicked and didn't turn my head.

Winia burst into tears, and it was unimaginable.

She burst into tears without a tingle.

"Mr. fucker, I don't know! You son of a bitch!"

There was nothing more to see. I swung away.

My heart was shaking.

I approached Claudie and grabbed her hand. The warmth of that hand seemed to illuminate my mind. I grabbed her and dragged her.

"Come on. Fuck me. I'm tired."

"Cat."

But Claudie didn't move.

But with a serious expression, I looked at my face and called my name.

"Why."

"Go. She's crying."

What did you say?

"What do you care? She has nothing to do with me."

"Cat, did I talk to you before?"

"Mule?"

"I'm Harp. I can't get pregnant because I'm half-pregnant."

Shocking words came out of her mouth.

No, why would you tell a story like that at this time? I saw her face because I wanted to tell you a joke. That expression seemed incredibly serious.

"What, what? All of a sudden, that's why."

"You're not gonna be a jerk, either."

"????"

"Go."

Claudie pushed my shoulder. In the shocking words, I couldn't do the right thing anymore. What? Am I really dead to an ogre, and now I'm dreaming?

"Claudie, you... what do you mean, you're telling me that story?"

In fact, it's been suspicious since Teletoby showed up. The bitten molars are engaged. I asked her as I asked, but Claudie just shook her hand.

"I'll be waiting."

"Don't, make sense!"

I pinched the ball. It hurt. It was real.

"Sowing, don't you?"

I was dumbfounded by the shock.

"I'm just going to talk to you."

"But I don't get seeds?"

"..."

"You're mine anyway, Cat. So it's okay. I'm going to keep you in custody for life..."

Mad.

"I know. What it means to leave no offspring to humans."

I looked too shallow on the xenophobia.

"So go."

Claudie's way of thinking was not at a level I could understand.

The values of xenophobia are different from those of man. Even if it was a xenophobic harp, it could not be strange even if it were more twisted. Claudie's past came to mind when he wandered around the desert in a basket of dark elves and humans.

What was she thinking, wandering the desert alone for so many years?

She seemed genuinely to think it didn't matter if she lent me to Winia. I saw a deep madness in their eyes. I was terrified. I felt a tacky tar-like horror rising from the tip of my foot.

I took a step back.

At the same time, I felt an unknown betrayal.

No matter how different the values may be, they don't like me. Does it make sense to send me to another woman? At the same time I felt betrayal, I also felt anger.

All of them.

C. Environment

It's all because of Winia.

If it wasn't for her, it wouldn't have happened.

I look at Claudie. I can't read her face.

I was annoyed and I turned around again.

"Winia."

I went back and stood in front of the crying Winia.

"Argh..! Argh! Argh! Fuck off, fuck off...! You don't need a nigger anymore.. Ugh!"

As I approached, I hesitated to sit on the floor and burst into tears.

Winia's way of thinking was not at an understandable level either. Am I living in the modern world? The difference between the world and my values was a huge gap.

In the chaos, I kneel on one side and stare at Winia.

"What's wrong with you, bitch? Stop crying."

The falling tears were dampening her sternum. In between were tears in the sternum.

Anger, hatred, sympathy, anger. An emotion that I don't even know has swayed me. I reached out.

"Am I destined in front of you? I don't have one, but you can't mess with it. I should cry, motherfucker. Why did you cry and fall asleep? This is ridiculous."

I reached out and wiped her eyes.

"Huff, huff! Arghhhhhh..! Nigga, nigga... Hihik! I'm dating someone who doesn't have me, really. Really.. Ugh!"

I shook Winia's hand and raised her.

Winia's face, bumped with tears, had never been seen before.

"Don't cry. Don't cry. The nigger's here."

Why did Winia grind me so hard?

Imagine why it's simple. I didn't have to say it.

I just didn't want to admit it.

Winia grabs my waist with that little key. No, I tried to hug him. But my breasts were so big that it didn't work out. I lowered my stance and knocked on her back.

Winia, who cried for a while, looked up at me.

I knew it was the woman's.

I looked back.

Claudie shakes her hand, as if nothing.

Winia grabbed my hand and dragged me. The hand was soft, the soft hand that seemed to have no compulsion, led me.