Gang of Yuusha

Okay, I'll explain this mission.

With an impatient face, Shoji declared, his hands on his desk with the whiteboard on his back.

Sleepy Stark keeps himself on the couch, and the band sits on a billiard table with his feet together, Dordo sitting squarely in front of the exit door cheeky with a toy and doughnuts.

Just like last time, the faces were gathered in Stark's owned two-story fisherman's cabin.

The conference room in a dilapidated building, like a wooden abandoned house, is quite spacious and is a great place to have a secret conversation near an idle port.

"Darling. What the hell is this event?

Lorelei, the gang's new face, sat down a bit at Shoji's feet and looked up at his own met man with a strange face.

Back at school, in uniform, she just kind of followed the show she stumbled upon in the city, and didn't understand the sudden development.

We don't have any money.

"What? You just judged the potion and you had tens of millions there, didn't you?

"Such a stipend, I would spend it overnight if I wanted to. The band renovated their homes, Stark's putting them in a girl's bar, and Dold ate too much in a fancy restaurant."

"Wait, Shoji. I wanted to give my brothers their room. Necessary expenses."

"Me and Linda are going to get married. He also said he would quit the store. Totally for the future."

"Try plenty of truffle sauce on sirloin steak, it's good enough to pass out"

Listening to the three of them, Lorelei snapped half-eyed, "Seriously, you guys," and glanced back at Shoji again.

"What did Darling use it for?"

"A lot. I gave Holly a bouquet of jeweled flowers as a courtesy, luxuriously returned to Lord Dachi for me when I had no money, and invested in some stocks for money laundering."

"Hmm. I want a bouquet of flowers too."

I wrap my fingers around the long blonde hair spilled on the floor, turning away and shaving.

"If you want to demand something from a man, that's something you don't want him to face. That makes me want to do something better. Well, it's time to talk about this plan."

This time it will be an operation to take treasure from the carcass that sleeps on the "Ghost Trial Road (Ghost Road)", which will make a name for itself as a dungeon, and move as a grave thief.

Shoji masterfully used the Adventurer Alliance's information network.

Add the structure and difficulties of the dungeon, dangerous points, etc. to the map.

The whole picture is a terrain like an ant's nest, but it's not as deep as it sounds. The most important thing is the deepest part of the world, where the corpses are most commonly gathered, which means the treasure trove.

"Are you going to go down (rappelling) with rope from the top?

"That would feed on the leisure-based demons that come to life"

"Quick, can't you finish it?

"Difficult. I have a fight to keep against spiritual attributes, but I don't really want to do it because of mood problems"

"Hey Quick. We're gangsters with knives and guns. You can't be an adventurer to exterminate horrible demons with glowing long swords and strange sorcery."

"I know. This mission took into account several elements before drawing muscles. One is here."

Give one of the stick-out pictures with an instruction stick.

Workers working at the quarry were being shown crushing boulders at the quarry and carrying thinned fragments and pebbles somewhere on a wheelbarrow or belt conveyor.

It looks tunnel shaped and has a cave open.

"It's a quarry twenty kilometers from Ghost Road. It's not technically connected to the dungeon, but it's going to be connected from here by a rock grinder. No extra obstacles, almost parallel travel, direct access to the deepest depths, no demons on the road"

"Rock grinder? Where are we gonna lease it?

"I bought it. Here it is. It's the latest machine that crushes the Earth Spirit (Gnome) and then moves it into the fuel tank. I've tried commissioning, but the crushing ability is impeccable"

The rock grinder, weighing about ten tons, is also coloured yellow, and the drill, the symbol of the destruction of the tip, is made of the legendary steel, Oril Halcon.

The blade turns out to be over a thousand RPMs a minute, and when the horsepower reaches 10,000, Hot Valve Shoji was reading the hidden catalog under his desk as it was, but for once it really seemed to have done a commissioning and somehow showed pictures of Body's store collapsing and shattering.

The picture of a middle-aged man messing up his face with tears and despairing with his hands on the ground had something to appeal to the conscience of everyone on this occasion but Shoji, but the performance was understandable.

Fortunately, fuel was gathering straw at the Percivel house. The soil fairy (Gnome), a soil attribute fairy, is pitifully treated like cockroach fuel.

Percibel's fondness also increased when the source of the magic of earthly attributes was available from the next to the next, and yet Shoji was desperately caught in the ropes.

"Darling. I think there's no treasure anymore for a famous dungeon, is there?

"Good question. That's what I thought at first. But I changed my mind when I heard rumors about Reis wearing the crown. Tomb guard of the dead. King of the Catacombs. There's Lord Reiss."

The four of them turned into fitting faces, so Shoji coughed.

Just because you have knowledge as a former adventurer, it's no use talking about terms as normal.

"Lord Reis is a collection of Reis. There are conditions for occurrence. It's in an environment where you can breathe a lot of life. If we can't maintain our bodies, Reyes will fall apart and seek a living human being. We need a feed that calls in humans for those environments. I mean, gold and silver treasure. Protecting it creates existence."

"You're the Ghost King... Shoji. Can you take him down?

The only force to fight demons was Shoji, so the band was trying to hide their mouths with their assembled hands yet see if Shoji's eyes had any lies.

"I don't envisage a match. I can kill without a problem, but I can't fight while protecting you guys."

"I don't know about the tech stuff, but how do you clean up that road race?

"Ask this guy"

A new picture was shown with the instruction stick.

A skinny woman on the side tail is throwing and kissing toward the picture.

He covers his lower body with a golden toenail and his upper body is wearing a long-sleeved jacket of a man dyed in pitch black.

"Industry Leg Brave" Leskia Winter.

"I saw it when I was doing a boat crossing. A famous adventurer. Leskia in Earth Heaven. I'm talking about flying more freely than a birdman."

"I know that too. It's an idol that's often found in newspapers. Among the brave men on the corner, His Majesty the King has the title of White Knight."

"Ah, me, fan. I want a signature."

The three sentiments told us about Leskia's public awareness, but Shoji tapped her picture with an instruction stick.

"Leskia looks adorable as this, but the entity is a frightening fuckin 'monster. Hit this guy on Lord Reiss. In the meantime, we rob the treasure."

"Darling, it sounds like you're not keeping company when we talk about it. How are you gonna bump it?

"I brought the story of the Lord Reis crusade to Leskia. I've known a very retarded Priest recently. When I asked you to cooperate because it's a world crisis, you agreed to it in two replies. His top union, Silver Light Blade (Torch the Blade), is full of warrior warriors. Gather the legions scattered across the country and you will have the power of the nation's armies. Definitely should run through the dungeon."

"Hey, Shoji. Are you okay with cheating on those guys?

"Even if Leskia finds out she's been tricked, she's fine because her personality is calm and stupid good guys. Some fool would stand up to me under his command, but in the form of a duel, no problem."

Detailed stories continued to boil down the operation.

Sustainability of the fuel of the rock grinder, timing of entry, risk of collapse and type and handling of measuring instruments to be taken.

Virtual simulations were also performed during the division of roles and theft of each.

The way rolled white bones are handled and the age of assumed gems. How to sort good and evil stones. Types to be carried and means of transferring ornaments.

The legless sellers that accompany them - such as securing countermeasures if an individual comes across Reis.

The men, as professional criminals (professionals), discuss carefully from morning to night, filling in gaps in their plans.

One at a time, one at a time, clear up your concerns and decide what to do.

"You guys, if you use this passion more properly, you can grow up."

"We're professionals. I'm not a kid, and I'm not pessimistic about my destiny right now."

In casual praise, Shoji ran out in a resolute tone.

Lorelei attached her fingers to her lips and lovingly wrapped her little neck.

"Then why are you drinking for me?

Four men shut their mouths like shellfish to the pure question of the girl Lorelei.

The majesty and piercing that had drifted until earlier disappeared somewhere, and a painful silence engulfed the place. Everyone was frozen with a serious look as if time had stopped.

Shoji stole a glimpse of the band.

"... Hey, band. Explain to him why reasonably."

"... Stark, this place needs your manhood"

"... Dold, tell him to be a busty little girl"

"Oh, yeah, you see... adults are hard with all kinds of situations, huh?

Lorelei armed herself to Dordo's tender answer, and, yeah, he raised and lowered his jaw.

That's how I gently admit my inaccuracies, and I smile like I'm sorry.

"Something about that... I'm sorry for being so busy. I'll bake pizza to apologize. I'm good at it. Do you have any favorite materials or anything?

"I'd rather have a hamburger on. I like my brothers, and I like them too."

"I'm seafood. Plenty of fresh squid would be nice."

"I'll do anything with cheese."

"What about Darling?

"Shrimp Fries"

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Wrap the apron around it and tighten the triangle towel, standing in front of the kitchen workbench.

The four men were interested in the cards, with Lorelei stunned with dough on his butt over the covered punching powder.

The harsh game of losing the game Ita electricity with a communication stone to the ruler who binds the underground guild to which they belong, the Dark City Emperor Master Flamed, is incandescent and the table is turned into an exciting bump.

If you do poorly, it's a fire game where they can analyze the communications and point the assassin at you.

It can also be considered a maddening play they are the only ones with a crazy potion poisoning of the head.

The more dangerous it was, the more exciting the unwarned - I had to choose the cards carefully if I were to do just that.

Watching the hand bills with a more serious face than betting money, concentrating on the game tilting a glass lined with amber.

"Yabe, you burn the most in your life. This communications color scheme, seriously, is it going to lead to Flamed, Shoji? I've never seen you before."

"Seriously, he said it would connect. I stole it from the top secret books in the vault of the underground guild."

It was discovered that it could ita electric to the home of a genuine gangster, and the venue was greatly enlivened and the seriousness increased.

They were naturally lightly drunk and battled red-handed with decomposed stones - telecommunications stones surrounding seated tables - that fit flat in the palms for punitive games.

What I'm doing is pulling a joker, and it's just babbling.

"Hey, isn't this insane?

"That's why it's okay, I'm... I'm not upset."

Stark rose, and the frightened Dordo took a sigh of relief.

It took the form of a single hit between the band and Shoji, and the band, the owner of the joker, shuffled the cards to try to mess up.

I deliberately stick one card straight up to emphasize it and give it two cards.

"Band, it's no use trying to fool me. I'm drinking a sensory potion right now. Ear potion for the latest ceremony. I can hear your heart beating. My heart doesn't lie."

"Come on, Shoji. Let me show you the power and power of the brave."

The two of them stare at each other for bumping into each other and provoking each other.

Shivering his protruding hand. Shoji picked out the card and slowly pulled it off - the bill was a joker.

"You're lying... you don't know what I'm capable of"

"All right, it's my turn to pull next."

The battle was carried over again. Shoji hid the bills and hurried to mix them together, but the band had plenty of room for a look.

That should be it too, he was spotting some chips in the four corners of the trump and spotting the joker and the bills that weren't. There was a small trick in Squid Sama, but I didn't set it up myself, so it's not Squid Sama.

Once again, the bill will be pulled - it was a victory for the band that sent the joker.

The band raised their hands probably all the way up to ask for a drink. Patsy, Stark and Dold applaud.

The defeater made the decision. The brave man was defeated.

"Damn! You lost me! I can't help it... I'll call you."

While biting his teeth, Shoji honestly manipulated the communication stone color scheme, connecting a communication line to the home of Master Flamed, King of Everlasting Darkness.

After the call, an older man answers.

"Hello?"

Shoji lined up the dialogue he had prepared just in case after drinking his sawdust and saliva.

"I am Flying Jackal of the Knights of the King's Sword as the Commander of the Lower Western Regiment. I've contacted you filthy underground guilders to declare war."

"Blah!"

Stark held his mouth down with a sudden laugh.

Shoji even bothered to make a stern face and imitate his voice. No one but himself knew if it looked just like him, but it is truly imminent.

'I'm sorry, I'm a butler and Master Flamed is out to watch the opera'

"Shut up! Look, I'm only gonna say this once, so listen carefully. I planted a bomb in the Huang Lin branch of the Error Knife. Fireworks for the opening of the war. This one sets the whole crew up and drives you guys in. With the pride of a knight, your Lord will put an end to it. Tell him to wash his neck!

'... oh, I'll tell you'

Determined to be a serious contact, the butler returns the reply frightened.

Shoji lowers the tone of his voice, invites agitation, and urges it to do so.

"In the unlikely event that... you feel like doing something in peace, close up Anus of Flamed and send him to my house in Wangdu. That way I won't forgive you."

"Ah, ah, is it Anus?

"Oh, the anus. Either way, I'm looking forward to it. Farewell."

Shoji cut the communication stone.

I broke my face and giggled, and I said to the three men, "No!," he hightouched one after the other, screaming.

We make noise as we dance a tap dance that twists and turns our hips, and we all whirl and sip a glass of the most frequent distilled liquor in Shime.

Now he plotted to apply ita electricity to the palace under the Pope, who heads the religious state, but realized he didn't know the color scheme number, stopping him on his way.

The men, who were sick and couldn't help but sell their fights for anything, were looking for their next prey, but stood still as Lorelei brought the pizza.

"Why does a man thrive on such a stupid thing...... darling, drink too much"

Lorelei, holding a pizza plate with both hands and arranging various pizzas, is running off to prepare a meal with a distressing "ha-ha" breath.

Shoji made sure he finished arranging the large amount of pizza, reaching out one hand to Lorelei's neck to attract him.

"Life has to go happy. In the end, he does what he wants and he wins."

"Darling liquor sucks. He's rubbing my chest..."

Geez, he rubbed his developing chest. Lorelei looks unhappy but not nasty, so he softly keeps himself and puts his ass on Shoji's lap.

I snuggled up, cheeked up, and here I was all sweetened up. The hanging eye drooped and throated at the comfort.

I perceived the strange atmosphere and the band began to wander.

"Shoji, it would be nice if you could play with your own daughter-in-law, but think about us and order a whore with a telecommuter stone."

"I already called. I called for Stark, Dold, the band, and Lorelei."

"It's a boulder, Quick. That's perfect."

Stark with a squid thumbs up, so I stand back a lot.

"I don't need it! What the fuck! Why am I in the head count too?!"

That, strange, was crushing and making sure of the numbers as he folded his fingers, Shoji gave up on adding up along the way and started biting the pizza with a vain look.

The other three also eat thoughtlessly gutsy and heartless.

"Ugh."

"Ugh."

"Ugh."

"Replacement"

"I'll bake it up one after the other, so wait. Darling, hey, let go."

"Oh......"

Lorelei, who cares about the kitchen, lifted herself out of her arms and concentrated on enjoying the shrimp juice overflowing from the pizza.

The shrimp was fried, but it was half boiled so it was designed to keep me from getting tired of it.

"No, Shoji. If you fight Leskia, will you win?

"I'd say it's an easy win... but I don't know. I'll just say it's hard."

"Any guy blows his head off with a chaka from behind and he dies. That's good, isn't it, Band? How dare you compare?"

"Get me Leskia's autograph. Please."

He said, "Okay. But Leskia from Earth and Heaven... it's a card you can use, but you have to be careful how you treat it."

It would burn us if we didn't use our nerves to manipulate them, just like the bomb.

Proposed measures should also be available.

Just in case.

"Darling, I think, shouldn't we normally work with a guy named Leskia to attack a dungeon?

That is also a suggestion that did not come up at all among the men.

It was something that had disappeared from the beginning as an implicit understanding, and Shoji broke his rapport by interrupting his meal.

"Lorelei. Look, there's a fatal difference between him and us."

"Oh, my God, don't tell me you want to have fun and make money. That's not going to work because we're working hard on a plan or something."

"It's not. Band, give him the answer to the unknown lady."

"Okey, Shoji. Look, Ms. Leskia is a great lady with a reputation, assuming she agrees to work with us. She is a powerful card. If you pawn it as an avant-garde, you'll be able to complete the dance with ease. But the last one will be the problem. I mean, it's a share."

"You should be less risky that your share is less. It's only natural that you get a lot of people who work for you."

"Of course, that's what your daughter is right. I have no objection at all. A hard-working guy gets more rewards. Think in common sense. It's obvious."

Lorelei arm-wrapped pungently at the much-needed look of the band dealing with children.

Stark enjoys his booze and Dold is devouring his pizza.

In the end, I shake Shoji's shoulder sweetly, cramped with answers, and complain with my eyes to reveal confusion and help.

"Darling, it's a mean quiz."

"Lorelei. We're bad guys, but fair. And Leskia is a good man, fair. This produces very dangerous consequences. Band, it's time to turn him on."

The deeply breathed band closes with a solemn face.

- Good and evil.

- Light and darkness.

- Table and back.

The incompatible relationship between the water and the oil was expressed in aggregate in one word.

"We don't want to pay taxes."