Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

# 774

The cook naturally cleared the empty plates and set the cups and bottles. Strangely enough, he didn't even try to face us at all, and he didn't make any noise with his mouth.

Act like a machine, just like you do your job.

Have you been specially trained not to care about the privacy of your guests? That inhuman hat is a testament to completing such training? It's persuasive. It's a luxurious roomy restaurant, so maybe it is.

- Blood-Blood-Bloom.

After that, the cook lowered his head without saying a word and dragged the guru back out.

Wow, but it's fucking fine here.

I also bring my own food and drink.

But I don't know if it'll be a refill.

"Hahaha, I can't believe you even gave me a drink. Very good."

It's just a bunch of fancy booze. Once contained, the bottle shows its quality. I don't enjoy expensive liquor, but if it's good, you should eat it.

"Drinks are good. Anyway, I'm talking about the martial arts competition."

"..."

The Saint was just looking at me in a crooked manner. I'm not saying anything, I'm just smoking an elongated cigarette with my arms open.

- Whoo.

Smoke blurs.

Would that smell be refreshing? The harmful cigarettes on Earth are a completely different object. So it has nothing to do with eating and smoking. I don't know if it's good for my lungs or bad for me, but if I'm resilient enough to be a Saint, I'm almost immune to poison. It looks like high-end cigarettes.

"Saint?"

"..."

Anyway, are you thinking about it now?

Once I enter the competition, I will not be able to work for at least a month. Maybe you're thinking about it. You don't want to lose power in the yard where the devil might come.

But I am confident in convincing him.

"Yes... Paladin is not saying anything else to the Saint I saw. I'm simply asking you to allow me to participate in a martial arts contest."

Finally, she opens her mouth after rubbing a cigarette on the ashtray.

"Yes, that's it. I honestly don't think I'll be able to work for a month if I join that. In the meantime, there will be some gaps in the power, but if I win, the honor of the Bronze Celestial Society will be elevated. And it sounds natural, but I'm confident in winning."

Once you qualify for the Moose Jaw Contest, the regulations state that you will be 30 years of age or younger.

I think it's a condition to try to incorporate some hardened or powerful extremist into the Kingdom Knights who are easy to cook, but I'm still in my mid-twenties.

Neither does that mean the opponent does.

I can't lose if I'm that old. Kids fly long these days, but Gimcott is already flying with his legendary brother, the Wright brothers.

I win no matter who comes.

"Are you confident of winning before joining? You're so confident. Well, Paladin always was."

"There's very little I can't do. And if you're not confident, you don't say anything like this. Won't you have to win the competition?"

I stared into the Saint's eyes with confidence.

I win unconditionally.

The competition is only for me.

That will was now boiling in my heart. Yes, this is curiosity. It's not a slaughter that kills the opponent, it's a competition that can't be killed, but it's a legitimate opportunity to fight the strong.

I definitely want to participate.

"Saint...! You boiling speedster! We will surely liberate you from the Martial Arts Contest to win! So please allow me!"

"Ze..."

The Saint, who turned his head slightly to the side, replied, as he was staring.

"No, of course... it's not difficult to give permission. The Saint knows about the Martial Arts Competition. If you only write a letter of recommendation in the name of this Saint, you will be able to participate."

"Oh! That doesn't mean that!"

"If Paladin wins, the honor of the Church will surely increase. And the publicity... it seems to be pretty big. I don't usually send or send paladins to such competitions, but Paladins would be fine again."

That's good!

"It would be a great opportunity to showcase the power of the Church."

"Then write me a letter of recommendation!!"

"There's no way Paladin won't do it for me."

The shepherd smiled and twisted his leg to the other side. As expected! If I ask you, you will listen!

"This Saint is willing to listen to whatever Paladin demands... Of course, if you ask me to do that, I'll write you a letter of recommendation. I'm making a big achievement, but it's something I should do. Just because you can't work for a month doesn't mean anything happens."

That's how the permits fell!

"As expected...! Extreme beauty! Even her heart and inclusion are beautiful!!"

As soon as I was touched, I woke up and lowered my waist to 90 degrees and said thank you. You believe in me so much, this must be a victory to raise the honor of the Church!

"I will surely win and promote the Bronze Society. From today on, I am Ambassador Verde Kim Kat! As an infinite service, we will contribute to global peace!"

"You're so motivated. Well, say hello and sit down. I have a good drink, but I can't let it go."

- Yikes.

The Saint who grabbed the bottle grabbed the lid.

Would you like to follow me for a drink?

"Uh-huh, I see."

I immediately grabbed the glass and politely handed it out.

"This Saint is not a strong alcoholic, but I've decided to treat Paladin like this, and I can't let him drink."

"I can't believe you thought of such details...! As expected, the Saint is not doing anything! Deep insight and Hyeon! Spirituality as it is! It's the strongest brain of humanity!"

"Phew, Paladin is really good at listening."

- Shh.

The Saint followed me slowly with a smile. The colour of the liquor was dark orange. I don't really know what it is because I don't know all the names of spirits or fruits in the world, but I smelled like a fruit distiller.

It's good to see.

But my improved physical abilities have made even my liver stronger, and nowadays, I don't really get along with any drinking. As I become stronger, the flesh is of course powerful. They're all improving their internal organs.

Anyway, I don't know if it's an example, but the Saint followed the liquor very slowly. I just filled about half the glass.

"Ha... you know what, Paladin?"

The saint who followed me to drink opened his mouth as he breathed.

"It seems that this Saint is the first time that I have been able to follow his spirit directly."

"That, such inhuman glory...!"

It's my first time following a drink...! Do you have all this glory! Just as I trust the Saint, so do the Saint!

"Thank you!!!!!"

I gave a little more strength to the hand holding the glass.

"... more honorable and thankful than Paladin thinks."

The Saint was still slowly following the liquor.

"Do you think the most beautiful saint in the world is worth more than copying?"

"Hahaha, it certainly seems rare. Since you're the first, I'm the only one who can feel this glory! Extremely moved!!"

It's the first time ever!

That's how all my glasses were filled.

"Then I should be honored to follow you. Well, this is just a glorification. As the Saint made me glorious, I will also dedicate my allegiance to the glory of the Saint."

I spontaneously took the bottle and followed the Saint's cup.

"How long do you intend to dedicate your allegiance to this Saint?"

"If nothing happens, I don't want to keep sacrificing. Everything I've done so far has been fine. Isn't that right? Few people treat you like a Saint. You have to be as loyal as you are treated."

"Yes... it's a very good way of thinking. That's what Saint Bone likes."

After I had finished following the liquor, I put down the bottle. And no one pushed out the glass without first hitting him lightly. There's a toast culture here, too. After hitting the glass, I thought I'd turn my head, and I decided to just drink.

"Then I will evangelize!!"

"I don't have to report daily."

- Gulp.

The feeling of drinking while supporting the throat was fine. Is this expensive liquor? I feel hot and down my esophagus.

- Hotter Lehu.

Still, it's not much of a problem.

You can't even empty this bottle.

"That's a good drink."

"Can you not be okay with seeing Saint Bone in front of you?"

Beauty doesn't do good.

"To bring out the booze..."

- Tuwook.

As I spoke, the Saint who lowered the glass naturally raised his arm and started to turn on the base. The pose reveals a white, clean armpit.

"Hah... Hah... nothing is better than a beauty."

All the side flesh of the breast is exposed and accentuated to the clavicle, just like the sleeves on the off-shoulder. And not only that... the sternum moves dizzily, too.

"I feel like my back hurts, and my shoulders close. There is no one to lay waste to, so it is not just you who suffer."

The Saint slowly lifted the ball, loosening his body and turning his neck as if his shoulders were puffy.

I also have a pretty good body.

"If you're sick, why don't you let the nuns go?"

"Can you run such a private operation?"

"Uh-huh, is that so? Anyway, you've had a lot of trouble."

"Ah, it's quite uncomfortable to have big breasts."

"My shoulders are tied?"

"It's pretty heavy."

It certainly looks heavy... No, but how long does it take to get a base dog?

"But, Saint. First of all, I think it's a little bit too open-minded to turn on the base... but the armpits look too good."

"Hoo?"

It's quite a strange situation. This sister always enjoys exposure like this. I've done this before, anyway. I think I should order some paper.

"This Saint is nothing. Is Paladin bothered?"

"I can't use it, can I? Stop teasing me. You should concentrate on drinking first."

"Huhuhu, of course. Because the Saint I saw is so attractive, it's a big deal if my vision is obscured."

I spoke to the Saint and emptied the bottle. The story was about something like participating in a moonshine or talking about demons. That way, the bottle is emptied.

It was a good drink, but there was no problem either. I don't feel like my body is popping, I just feel like my liver is burning.

"..."

But the Saint had quite a face.

Still, I'm emptying my glass in a calm attitude.

"Haa..."

I exhaled a little hard.

"Ouch. Are you having a hard time? Isn't this too much to drink?"

"No, it's not like that."

"So?"

"I'm just... frustrated that I came out in clothes that don't fit. I've never worn anything like this before... so I'm a little nervous."

The breathless Saint grabbed the chest part of the dress. The movement makes the chest bone more emphasized... I almost saw a bra, I'm afraid, but it was unstable.

"It doesn't fit. I mean, it's kind of blatant, but you look pretty good. No. If you wear it, it will suit you well."

It actually fits well.

Speaking of that admiration, she smiled again.

"Huhu... Paladin seems to speak very well. I've felt that way since I first saw you. Are you familiar with this?"

"Uh-huh, you're on your own. But what I do to Saintess is not my father, but I mean it."

"Is that so?"

Gimcott's agary is strengthening every day.

"But... Paladin."

Anyway, I'm talking like that, and suddenly the Saint put down the glass and looked me in the eye and said,

"I used to say there was a woman."

I said it last time.

"Yes, I am."