Isekai Ryouridou

It is the next morning.

Revealing the night in the deserted wilderness, The Seat of the Gamleys was able to safely usher in the morning without being attacked by bandits.

A little off the street, seven luggage cars are positioned in the form of circles to push twelve totosses into the middle space. Pinot, who left the carrier first, confirmed that he could not feel anything strange about how things were going around him either.

(I thought if I were a bandit, I'd set you up in the middle of the night, but that one came off. Then for a while, I'll have to run my luggage towards Abouf. Ah)

With such things crushed inside, Pinot rose to the roof of the carrier.

The red coat has been stripped off, so it looks like a strange dress in a pearl color.

The sleeve to the wrist is as thick as the hips seem to pass, and it is flickering. The hem of the top was long enough to conceal the buttocks, the leg coat was not wrapped around, and two legs, white to be plucked, were unnecessarily exposed from it.

The waist is wrapped in bright shim silk with the excess tip dripping all the way around the knee. And the tip of the black hair braided with decorative strings drooped to the bottom more than that.

It is still a demonic enchanted beauty, even though I only look like any child girl who is ten years old no matter how I quote it.

Standing on the roof, Pinot took a much smaller breath as he looked around the smoked wilderness in the morning.

(Nevertheless, I am not a bandit of Gerd. If that attacks 20 people, it's going to be just the noise of seeing blood.)

That's when one of my buddies showed up from the next luggage truck.

Of the bard, it is Niya.

Niya chewed up the yawn and said, "Hmm!" He nodded heavily.

Then shake your neck to the left or right and relax around your shoulders.

"Oh, my shoulders are totally stiff. If there's any loose ends to copper coins, I'd like to have some more decent bedding ready."

Blurry as that, it was also a strangely floating voice.

Pinot pulls up to the edge of the roof and calls from overhead.

"Why do I have to prepare the bedding for your women's play? If you're complaining, you can buy it with your own money."

"Wow, what the fuck! Call me if you're here!

"So now you've been kind enough to speak up, haven't you?

Niya waved her overhead pinot as she glanced at her face.

He is a tremendous figure with a skinny body woven with a top feather. Looking down at him, Pinot shrugs his shoulder a little.

"Damn, your color mess is a disease zone. Even Abouf's been eating all over the place, and he still hasn't played enough?

"Don't say bad things about people. I just slept with the lady at the bottom so she could get some sleep."

"I don't know if you can sleep with your young daughter and keep her company. That's like telling a hungry Mundt not to rot, isn't it?

"Huh. You don't know anything. By not daring to show your hands on the first night, you win trust from them. Then you'll rest assured you'll sleep beside me in the future, won't you?

"Well, I guess that means you're going to get your hands on it."

"If you know you can stay with me tomorrow and the day after, that's not a waste of time. If you're going to enjoy it, you're going to have to enjoy it anyway."

Niya smiles sloppily.

"Then that young lady would fall in love with me and treat me generously every time I visited Iraq, too, wouldn't she? And there's one more thing that makes the journey more enjoyable."

"I hope it works out that way, but yeah. Well, be careful not to get your ass bitten at best."

While we were having that conversation, the rest of us started showing up.

Shantu the Beast, Nachara the Whistler, Dillo the Kettle Man, Zan the Little Boy the Knife Thrower - and when he showed up to the new Lolo, Pinot fell to the ground in a flickering manner.

"Now there's seven of us. I think I'll have enough firewood for tonight, so I'll leave early."

"Hmm? Are you gonna let me hold the reins in the morning? Let's wake up the Doga one."

When Niya raised her voice of discontent, Pinot twisted it sideways.

"Until I wake up a sleeping person, I don't have the muscle to make you feel any easier. It's just that sometimes it's easy for you to work."

"Huh. It's odd that there's only eight of us in a big zone of eleven people to judge the reins. I was wondering if you could give me a couple more affordable people."

"Don't complain anyway. Thanks to Lolo, one of us can rest."

A new Rollo is bowing his head in a frightened manner.

Until Lolo joined the throne, only the six of us and the big man Doga could move the luggage.

There are three remaining seats, the chairman Gamlay has only one arm, and the astrologer Lilanos is a blind old man. And the last one, Zetta, the son of the beast, could not resist being exposed during the day because of so much alienation.

"For the most part, I wonder if a half-breed person would like to join Atashi and others. If I find out, I'm gonna have to work."

By Pinot's decree, each begins to connect Totos to a luggage truck. Only Shantu is a sand lizard.

So even today, their journey began.

The addition of one guest to the carrier and other alarming raids by bandits who have tied a bad edge were the beginning of an irreplaceable day.

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After Jomtien, at dusk, there was no such thing as a freak.

So far, no one is different. There are not so many people who want to come and go with Selva or Sims. Especially since it's insecure around here and it's a hive of bandits and bandits, I shouldn't even have felt like stepping over it that way in western humans.

"If the people of the west were to head to Sim, it would still be safer to go out from the side of Genos in the south, I guess. It will take extra days, and dangerous beasts will come out, but you shouldn't have to be scared of bandits in the east or north."

When Pinot, who was still clinging today, said so, he raised the voice that Lolo, who was holding the reins next door, was impressed with "heh".

"But the people of the eastern meadows, this street comes and goes with a fine face, too, right? After all, it's the same people of the east, so the bandits of Gerd don't attack the people of the meadows either?

"No, Gerd's people can't leave anyone behind. However, the people of the meadows are better at handling poison than the people of the mountains, so even the same number of people can compete for five minutes."

"Heh. Can you do such a nasty thing about the Sims merchants you see in the west, even though they all seem grown up and nice?"

"Oh. So definitely, don't plug the fight into Sim's merchant, huh?... I don't even have to tell you."

Lolo was laughing "hehe".

Lolo has the physical ability to look human apart, but he also has the temper as if cowardice and awkwardness were wrapping around the human skin.

"I still treasure you, don't I? If you let that blurry bard hold his reins for a day, he'll soon be thirsty, but his back hurts, so he won't be able to move on."

"Haha. But Niya has more than I can compare."

That's how Lolo inadvertently narrowed his eyes, so Pinot was to tip his little neck.

"Lolo, I'll make sure you don't feel weird about that blurry bard one day, huh?

"Yeah? Well, why would you say that?

"Well, you're my daughter now."

"And it's outrageous! Even Niya wouldn't be interested in a daughter like this Kimmus bone gala..."

"I don't care about the blur. What Atashi is asking is how you feel."

Lolo had a troubled look and thought, "Hmmm......"

"Er... Um, could you never tell everyone else?

"Oh, here's what the athlete looks like, her mouth is stiff like an arrow stump."

"Really? Well, let me get this straight… I love Niya's song."

Then Lolo lowered his brow butt very sliced.

"... but a guy who screwed up like Niya is sooo bad at it. They don't come very close to me, so they're very helpful."

Pino laughed softly after a moment.

"This guy's heard a delightful story. I want you to listen to me."

"No, you can't! Plus, your voice is loud!

"If you run your luggage so noisy, no one will hear you. Ah, delightful. Delightful."

Within a few moments, the leading shantu packed his luggage.

It's getting a lot dimmer around here. To prepare for dawn, it was fitting.

"You've just finished your day. Well, most cautiously, this night."

That's what Gamray said as soon as the Pinots were preparing for dinner, bringing out a bottle of fruit liquor earthen.

"Tomorrow at noon, we will hit a settlement of free-flowing people. From around there, the eyes of Abouf's border guard will start to shine. The bandits will want to settle before they do."

Elisa, surrounded by the same burning fire, is shrugging herself in horror.

Niya scoffed at the sitter as she gently put her hand on that shoulder again.

"Don't scare Elisa like that, sitter. Maybe those bandits gave up and went back to the mountains, didn't they?

"But is that daughter wearing half the money? I don't think the bandits will miss it."

Gamray is laughing with his mouth twisted.

"The Gerds are obsessive. If they take their prey, they'll use any hand they can to try to get it back."

"What kind of rhetoric do you mean by sidelined? We just saved Elisa's life, didn't we?

After saying it back like that, Niya leaned to her daughter's ear.

"You don't have to be scared. I will definitely take you back to your hometown. [M] Don't worry about anything, just leave it to us."

"Thank you," Elisa said, staring back at Niya with her moist eyes.

If left alone, it is a sign that even kissing is likely to be exchanged.

"I see, this guy is a mess."

Pinot throws firewood in the fire, twinkling in tight shape at the little fool.

Then Elisa took it to Niya's chest.

Shantu, who was pulling into the carrier, approached us with Huey the Silver Lion.

"Sitter, I think Huey smelled the danger."

"Ki, what do you mean by the scent of danger?

It was Niya who responded with a disturbed voice.

At the same time, Huey makes a growl.

Pinot shook the firewood from his hand overhead.

An arrow bounced on it falls instead of a burning fire.

Continuously, many arrows flew in.

"Hide yourselves in the shadow of the luggage truck!

Gamray stood up first, being a voice that contained some fun sounds.

Pinot wields firewood while stiffening young men and women behind her back.

"Didn't you hear the sitter? If you don't want to die, just pull in."

Niya and Elisa went after the mundane and the gamleys.

Shantu and Huey have also already pulled back to the rear of their luggage.

A long stick flew from behind me at the same time as the grunting voice of "Pinot!" sounded.

Pinot, who grabbed it without even looking behind him, throws away the used firewood.

It was a grigi stick used in bending and dancing.

It's a sturdy stick, longer than Pinot's back length and shaded in black.

Pinot hoisted his crimson lips, swirling the stick with one hand.

All the arrows unleashed by the raiders are bounced into their momentum.

And only when, instead of Pinot, was the big man Doga advancing.

He is a big man who shaved his head and wrapped his rocky muscles around him until he was unusual. Its left and right arms were gripped with one grigi stick at a time, letting it swirl around just like Pinot.

"Look, are we done yet? Try shooting in until the arrows are empty!

When Pinot provoked, the arrow flew with a doubling momentum.

But everything is played by two swinging grigi sticks.

"Pinot, Doga, take care. This arrow appears to be poisoned with Sims"

From behind the carrier, Dillo's voice was delivered.

"That's swordswallowing," Pinot mocks.

That's when I heard some screaming from across the darkness.

Plus, someone is screaming in the eastern language. At the same time, the raid by arrows stopped perfectly.

"Looks like Zetta started fighting back, all over the darkness at night. The bandits are screaming," Yellow-eyed monsters. "

With an emotionless voice, that's what Dillo said.

Dillo is a western people born in the west, but he can manipulate with eastern language.

"Then it's time for you to get smoked out over here. What happened to Lolo?

"He was trembling in the carriage, so I brought him here all day"

"Or give me a break. Yikes! My God, it's just gonna be everyone's foot job!

Pino giggles when he dulls at the screaming all around voice echoing from behind the carrier.

"I've come up with something nice. I'll put my helmet on Lolo."

"The helmet? For the bending, is that the helmet?

"Oh, yeah. I don't have time to wear it to my armor, but just my helmet would make me feel better."

Within the endless words of Pinot, a black shadow popped out of the darkness ahead.

A half-moon knife glitters in the flames of the burning fire. He is a tall, Gerd bandit.

Before that knife was swung down, Pinot rolled out Grigi's stick.

The tip of the stick pokes the man's throat directly in front of him.

The man groaned like a beast and collapsed on the spot.

From further darkness, three black shadows leap out.

In its hands, all were held knives.

Pinot glances at the doga as he covers the stick of the grigi.

"Doga, you're tired. And then we have to hide over there."

Doga looked down at Pinot with deep sorrow in his blue eyes.

Pinot is smiling with her eyes narrowed.

"You took an oath not to hurt people no matter what, didn't you? These people, you're not even close enough to break your vows. As usual, give my regards to Grandpa Rai."

"... sorry, Pinot"

Doga flicked the giant.

As we follow it, the bandits approach.

Pinot Habu swung his stick around and made his leg stop.

"Ah, let's see the art of Atashi. Look at your money. Welcome home."

The bandits were carefully distancing themselves from Pinot.

I guess I was supposed to be alerted to the appearance of their people groaning at my feet. There should have been no such thing as a miscellaneous fish in the infamous Gerd clan.

Then Pinot poked from himself.

Target the torso of one of the bandits with a straight, nodded grigi stick.

The bandit even flew backwards, and another bandit slashed him from side to side into a pinot.

Pinot immediately jumps Grigi's stick up there.

A half-moon knife was played along with a hard tone.

Pinot furthermore swirled from body to body, keeping its momentum.

A bandit who was stepping in from the opposite side gets slaughtered with it.

The first bandit to pull herself out came straight through the knife to emulate Pinot's attack.

But a pinot stick is longer than their knife. Pinot tried to soak it up from the bottom and hit the man's wrist with a stick.

A man groans, removes the knife.

Seeing that, Pinot stepped in and sidelined the man's mandible with the tip of the stick.

He kicks the belly of a man about to fall, and with that recoil, Pinot jumps backwards.

Another bandit's knife, which was slaughtering from across, was to slash the sky with it.

Pinot, who lands on the ground, swings his stick once again.

The aim is a third man who was trying to stay away from Pinot.

The man pulled back even further.

The pinot stick, swinging down from the top, was tapping the ground.

A man stops his leg and shows signs of being slashed by a pinot.

But before that, Pinot was flying.

He used the tip of the bars that slapped the ground as a fulcrum and jumped to stand upside down.

To a man, he would have suddenly looked like Pinot had disappeared from his sight.

At the top of the head of the empty man, a spinning pinot in the air slammed his right heel.

Keep stepping on the man's head and Pinot rises to further heights.

As he rose, looking down, the man who was made a stepping stone collapsed as he erupted his nosebleed, and the last man stared up at Pinot.

Pinot, twisting his body in the air and pointing back toward his last prey, waved a stick with both hands.

A man wears a knife with a mundane sword.

Dressed to avoid it, Pinot waved a stick down to the man's shoulder mouth.

The crushing dull tone of the bone echoes.

The man groaned, one knee on the ground.

Landing right next to it, Pinot slammed the tip of the stick on the man's temple.

So finally, the man was to faint, too.

"Oh, shit, finally, four of us."

With Grigi's stick on his shoulder, Pinot breathes all the time.

Then a new shadow came out in front of Pinot.

Now there are five. Probably fled the Zetta raid. While I care about the darkness behind me, when I realize what Pinot looks like, it happens to cover my knife.

"It's stuck. Hey, the Rollo one, aren't you ready yet?

Trying to answer that voice, Lolo showed up.

It is a crude outfit as usual from the neck down, but wears a leather helmet on the head and pulls a wooden sword on his hands. Its helmet, mimicking the knight's armor, was even worn on a splendid cheek, and Lolo's feeble face was completely hidden by it.

"Pi, pi, pino, bo, me..."

"I've been waiting for you, Lolo. I'm a little tired, so now you have to show me your art."

Pino put the stick of his hand on Rollo's back and poked him.

"Whoa!," he screams, as Lolo flutters and falls over the bandits.

One of the bandits shook up a sword.

Then Rollo was in a more unscrupulous position and rolled out the wooden sword.

A wooden sword plays a half-moon knife and pierces every man, sakuri.

Of course, it is a wooden sword, so it cannot be slashed, but the man who was accurately poked at her was to nod with a coughing voice.

Another man gets slashed by Rollo.

"Hiya," Rollo flushed the slaughter with a wooden sword.

On the axial foot of the disfigured man, when Lolo hooked his foot, the man lay low on the ground.

Man, wake up suddenly.

Aiming around its mandible, Pinot slapped Grigi's stick.

More and more, the man crumbles to the ground again.

"Just roll it over. Then it won't be over. I'll stab you right in the face."

"Oh, you said that!

How the other three strike Lolo in mourning.

But that knife never touched Rollo's body.

"Whoa!" "Oh, no!" And with an odd voice, Lolo twirls himself, and sends everything away. It was as if the boneless men were trying so hard to grab the petals drifting through the air.

"Look, you're just tired of running away, aren't you? In the name of" The Knight King, "show me what's great about it."

"Oh, no, I said it's impotent!

As he twitches like that, Lolo is fleeing the slaughter storm.

It was a mortal detachment just to say that he was avoiding the onslaught of the three without bitterness.

There, a cry of awe echoes from afar.

With that voice, the bandits moved dull.

"Looks like your people are struggling, too. Well, you're dealing with silver lions, leopards and black monkeys over there, so that's tough."

With Lolo surrounded, the bandits stop moving.

One of them looked back at Pinot with his shoulders slightly up and down.

"... who are you people?

"Atashi and the rest of us are stubborn travelers. It's business to cross from town to town, so it's always good to deal with people like you."

Pinot hoisted his lips.

"Why don't we just surrender? They're just paying off the firepowder that's going down, so why don't you just disappear right in front of me?

In the dark, the bandits were burning blue and purple eyes.

From overhead there, a new voice echoes.

"What, were you stuck again? I think it's time for dinner."

On top of the luggage car, Gamray stood still.

On its right is Zan, the little boy, and on its left is Vamda's black monkey.

Black monkeys burned their red eyes to pieces, throwing what was on their shoulders at the feet of the bandits.

It was their compatriots who had lost their power.

"This way, we've got nine men cleaned up. Zetta said you cleaned up the three of them. So, there's six of us down there, because there's three of us standing - a total of 21? I heard there were about twenty people in" The Moon of Turreth, "but do you have any other people left?

"Stupid......" one of the bandits groans.

Apparently, these three were the last survivors of the bandits.

One of the bandits whispers and waves his sword up towards Lolo.

Then a knife thrown by Zan, the little boy, stumbled on the right ear of the bandit.

Almost at the same time, when the pinot stick hits the neck, the bandit falls down at the front.

"The rest are the two of us. Come on, what are we gonna do?

For a moment, there was a painful silence.

Soon afterwards, the two bandits turned their backs and began to flee.

"That's bad."

And a man's voice echoed on the lid.

The bandits stop and glimpse the darkness ahead.

Gamray frowned cursorily.

"The roots of evil should be eradicated. Getting away with these people is like unleashing a beast on the field."

Long shadows appear unbeatable to the bandits.

In its hands, a straight long sword, not a half-moon knife, was lowered.

The bandits are slashed by their shadows from left to right.

but it was the bandits who lay down on the ground.

The mysterious figure defeated the bandit in a brilliant early work than Pinot's rod judgment.

Besides, the bandits weren't bleeding from anywhere.

The mysterious man used the pattern of his sword and his belly to beat the temples and mistletoes of the men.

"That's a great arrangement. A bounty hunter hunting a bandit or something?

Gamray asked as he rubbed his jawbeard, and the person walked in shaking his head "no".

"Sure, I was following Turreth's Moon, but I'm not a bounty hunter, I'm a Guardian."

Eventually, when the figure was illuminated by the burning light, Gamray opened his eyes "oops".

"The way it looks...... no way, it's the people of Mahydra?

"No, I'm a West citizen. I used to live in Mahydra, but let Selva switch gods. What, shall we take an oath?

When the man put his long sword into his sheath, he grabbed the heart with his right hand and put his left arm up to the side.

"I, Camua-Josh, hereby swear that I am the Son of Western God.... I was born between North and West."

A mysterious man emerged from nowhere - Camua-Josh said so with a pungent grin.