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You know, back then he had the shamelessness to secretly go to the commercial street and ask for it from the enthusiastic stall owners.

A lot of various "Rimuru-sama" delicacies are well placed in his storage space. Normally, he wouldn't even want to eat them. After all, if you eat one, you will lose one, and once you finish eating, it will be gone.

Of course, the most delicious thing is Rimuru’s slime body...ahem, it’s nothing.

The little girl who didn't notice that Ga Fan was wandering around was looking at the light blue round "bread" with curiosity, and grabbed it with her little hand stretched out from the clean blanket.

Isn’t all bread black?

What are steamed buns?

The little girl thought in confusion, but the faint fragrance coming from the "bread" and the warmth coming from her hands made her twitch her little nose. After swallowing, she couldn't help but take a bite.

Then in an instant, the soft white noodles and tender bean paste melted on her tongue, allowing her taste buds, which had never experienced what "deliciousness" was, to really play their role for the first time.

"No, it's not hard, not hard at all."

Bit by bit, the little girl began to devour it uncontrollably. She took the cute and healing "bread" bit by bit into her mouth, warming her empty stomach.

"Okay, delicious, really... so sweet, delicious."

The crystal tears couldn't help but flow down, soaking the clean blanket. When she noticed this, she began to apologize in a panic, but she didn't know why, but she couldn't stop her tears.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I, I really didn't mean it."

The little girl wiped her tears with her little hands, and wiped them harder and harder, because the tears kept flowing.

You can't do this because it will stain the clean blanket.

The next moment, a snow-white handkerchief was placed on her hand, and the familiar voice in her ear was still gentle and a little helpless.

"No, what did you say you were apologizing for? Why did you cry suddenly? Come on, wipe it with this, don't use your hands, and take your time."

Looking at the little girl in his arms whose crying gradually stopped, Gafan sighed softly.

Oh, seriously, what should he do with this child?

Send to an orphanage?

Forget it, let's not talk about whether there is such a facility here. Even if there is, after seeing the beast before, he no longer has any expectations for an orphanage with a Western medieval background.

Find a good family, leave a lot of money, and ask them to adopt the child?

He is looking for it now, but after walking on the street for a long time, he has not seen anyone suitable. Even if he occasionally meets a guy who looks like a "good guy", the other person's poor appearance and the few children following him, He didn't know how to talk to her.

As for the idea of ​​finding a place to drop the child in his arms, he never even thought about it.

Because in this case...he will look down on himself from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't want to live like that.

Living like... having no shame to see the eldest sister and Rimuru.

Even though he wasn't sure if he would ever see them again.

"My, my name is Liya."

The little girl stopped crying, looked at Gafan quietly, and suddenly spoke timidly.

This made Gafan unable to react for a while, but after seeing the other party's look that seemed to be a bit expectant, he suddenly realized.

"Yeah, I know, it's a nice name." Gafan smiled slightly, "You can call me Gafan."

"Ga, Gafan?" Liya repeated seriously, reading this name with a strange accent for her.

"Well, that's right." Gafan confirmed.

After Liya repeated it several times, she finally showed a heartfelt smile, and then lowered her head as if she was a little shy, not knowing what to say.

"Want to eat another steamed bun?" Ga Fan thought for a while and asked.

"...Yes." Liya nodded gently and whispered back.

But this time, when she looked at the cute slime bun in her hand, she did not bite it immediately. Instead, she looked up and looked at the person holding her for a while, and then she showed a faint smile. , and started eating in small bites.

The little head rested gently on the other person's arms, his expression full of peace of mind.

She is not afraid now.

But at this moment, someone suddenly called out to Gafan.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

A blond man wearing simple clothes and wearing a long sword on his waist, who looked young, stopped him and asked with a very serious expression.

"Excuse me, what's going on with this child in your arms? The way you wrap her in a blanket and hold her in your arms while wandering the street is really suspicious."

After Gafan was stunned for a moment, he also turned around with his feet in the air, looked at the other party, and then...

His eyes widened slightly.

"Found it." Gafan whispered subconsciously.

He looked at the dazzling and pure "color" and was sure in his heart that the other party was definitely a person worth entrusting to him.

What Gafan didn't notice was that Liya's body in his arms suddenly froze, and a kind of fear and uneasiness suddenly began to spread crazily in her heart.

"Sir, are you listening to me?"

The blond man did not show any fear or hesitation because of the other party's status as a "magic singer". He looked directly at the other party with a pair of blue eyes and asked very seriously.

"Please explain where the child in your arms comes from."

In response to the other party's question, Gafan showed a kind smile and did not answer. Instead, he asked the other party a question directly.

"Hello, my name is Gafan. Although it's a bit presumptuous, I may have something to ask you later, but before that...can you tell me your name first?"

This sudden question made the blond man stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted, stood up straight, and replied seriously.

"My name is Clem, and I am a soldier of my country."

"Oh, Clem, what a good name...wait, what did you say your name was?" Gafan was stunned.

"Clem."

Although he was a little surprised by the other party's attitude, Climb answered again seriously, while keeping his eyes fixed on the other party to prevent the suspicious man from running away suddenly.

As a knight of Her Royal Highness Princess Lana, it is absolutely impossible for him to turn a blind eye to people who encounter difficulties.

He wanted to ensure the safety of the child in the other person's arms.

But the expression on Gafan's face at this time became disgusting.

Damn it, it was so hard to find someone who seemed worthy of trusting me, but the result...is your uncle's!

"well......"

Gafan sighed softly, gave up the idea, and said helplessly.

"Hello, Clem, regarding this child, I..."

"don't want!"

A voice full of anxiety and panic interrupted him.

Then Gafan found Liya in his arms, suddenly hugged him tightly and grabbed his clothes tightly. The petite body wrapped in a clean blanket was trembling uncontrollably.

"No, don't, I will really be obedient. I can do whatever you ask me to do, and I will eat very little. I, I am very obedient, so, please..."

Burying her face deeply in the arms of the man in front of her who rescued her desperate self from hell and brought light to the world, Liya dared not let go of her little hand that held him.

The cry and deep begging voice echoed in Gafan's ears, whose eyes were slightly widened.

"...don't leave me."

Chapter 91: Secret Conspiracy 4K7

A dark room where no one knows.

A scarlet palm pattern with eight fingers is marked on the wall, covered with mysterious pattern symbols and exuding a faint fluorescent light.

A luxurious and large round table specially used for meetings was placed in the center of the room, with nine expensive chairs surrounding it.

"Then start regular meetings."

Sitting at the main seat, a man wearing a dark red hood and a magic prop pendant on his chest tapped the table with his fingers and said calmly.

"There are several issues. First of all, the first thing that needs to be resolved is...Hilma."

The hooded man looked at the woman who was qualified to occupy a chair here, wearing a white dress and blond wavy hair.

"Okay." Hilma shook the long-handled funnel in her hand, responded casually, and yawned carelessly.

"I heard that your anesthetic cultivation facility was attacked?" The hooded man asked, frowning slightly at the other party's frivolous attitude.

"Yes, it was attacked~ The village as a production facility was really bleeding a lot." Hilma chuckled, as if the loss was too huge for her. "In the future, the circulation of black powder may have to be restricted."

"Don't you have any information about the other party?"

"No, the other party's follow-up work was handled perfectly." Hilma waved her hand casually, but a cold light flashed in her eyes.

"That's why I can't imagine... Do you know? According to the latest news, the steel-level adventurer team "Blue Rose" seems to have an extra member, a man."

Hilma took a drag on her pipe and exhaled misty white mist. The meaning in her eyes was unclear and she said: "He seems to be a very powerful swordsman. He may be stronger than the strongest warrior in this country, Gazef Stronno." Husband, you still need to be stronger~"

"Oh? This is quite good information." The hooded man lowered his head and thought deeply.

"Hey, do you want to hire us?"

At this time, a bald man with his arms folded, wearing a strong suit, with muscles all over his body and tattoos of beasts printed everywhere, suddenly said: "You can't keep those miscellaneous fish under your control, can they?"

"No, we can't let you know our important stronghold."

Hilma glanced at the other person, looking completely uninterested in it, while the bald man just snorted and did not insist.

After all, in business, it's best if we can reach an agreement, and forget it if we can't.

However, a man dressed as a shemale with a buzzcut and a double chin suddenly pinched his orchid fingers and interjected: "Then, let me hire you~"

"What, Cocteau, can you afford it when you are at a low point?" The bald man looked at the other party calmly, with a little doubt in his eyes.

While he tried his best to maintain the quality and reputation of his organization, he also asked for an unusually high price.

After all, even if the enemy is a team of adamantine-level adventurers, he is confident that he can handle them perfectly.

"It's okay~ Zero." Cocteau blinked in a strange tone, "Although the slave trade is prohibited by law thanks to the Golden Princess, I still have some savings."

"Huh, is it such a tricky thing? Okay, I agree to this request."

"I'm sorry, something went wrong with the woman I was planning to deal with. I may have to prepare excess combat power." Cocteau dragged his chin with his hand, looking distressed.

"I would be very troubled if that store collapsed~ First, an unidentified old housekeeper rescued the woman after knowing the "Eight Fingers", and then at noon today, the girl I provided to the nobles was also rescued by an unknown person. The unknown 'magic caster' was rescued."

Cocteau banged his hand on the table for emphasis.

"Moreover, the noble who had been helping to provide funds was killed, and the guards all fell into coma without seeing their faces clearly. I suspect that I may have been targeted by someone."

"Cocteau, killing a noble is a capital crime. You should know the general whereabouts of that magic chanter, right? Just go through the formal legal procedures to arrest him, and hang him, right?" The other one covered his face. The person suddenly spoke.

"How can it be that easy? I've been having a hard time recently. Some of my previous relationships no longer work. And since the other party is so confident, he must have something to rely on."

Cocteau glared at the other person angrily, making the other person feel sick.

"Okay, don't worry."

At this time, Zero suddenly slapped the round table slightly hard, making a huge muffled sound, and said in a deep voice.

"Whether it's the so-called powerful swordsman, the so-called old butler, or the magic chanter you mentioned, as long as you spend money to hire us, then... our "Six Arms" will Your property will be kept safe.”

A rather ferocious and confident smile appeared on his face full of flesh.

After all, although his fame is not known to ordinary people, he has the confidence to kill the country's so-called strongest warrior, Gazef Stronov, with his bare hands.

He can handle even a thousand fully armed soldiers by himself, and he doesn't pay much attention to other well-known figures such as Brian Anglaus, who is rumored to be as tall as the soldiers. ,because......

He is a strong man!

The hooded man sitting in the main seat, after listening to their conversation quietly, raised his hand to stop the meaningless chat and allowed the meeting to continue smoothly.

At the same time, he also silently recorded these things in his heart.

Can the new powerful swordsman "Blue Rose" join, the old butler who is not afraid of "Eight Fingers", and the mysterious "magic chanter" who can easily defeat the standard guard of a stronghold alone?

interesting.

"Let someone check it later." The hooded man murmured in a low voice.