Log Horizon

"Ha... Huh?..."

Fifty Bells heard somewhere else HR leaking like a speechless sigh.

The meaning of what Lundelhouse is saying was good, I didn't know.

I didn't want to know.

"That's all we have. The music. It's an old melody familiar to my ears, of course, but no other music. It has been since I was born. Probably has been for a long time. And I've taken that for granted, and I've lived without question."

"Rudy."

"The Adventurers showed up, and things happened, and a lot of horrible and sad things happened, but at the same time, a lot of great things happened. The dish found something called flavor, and the market was flooded with things I'd never seen or heard, and my chest was pounding and I wanted to scream music."

"But it is."

"And the Adventurers (you) turned fifty bells presenting it as if it were nothing. I played the song without distinguishing between" Adventurers "and" Earthlings ". Remember that? Bloom Hall. All the daughters on the payroll over there are enthusiastic, but they'll be replaced on a regular basis, right? The service of that hall is a popular position among the" earthlings ". That's why I take turns regularly. You know how many young elves go to the hall holding onto their liquor bills? They are traveling singers (birds). You learn new songs in Bloomhall, you learn them desperately, and you go tell them all over Yamato."

I noticed that Fifty Bells had such a messy look that I could tell for myself.

The cobwebs I gripped desperately on my knees trembled and the pain was far from real even as I was creeping my nails.

My ears and eyes were drawn to Lundelhaus' words to force my understanding to the Fifty Bells.

"Do you remember? Taverns and lodgings after the journey. Fifty bells just performed a little song, and everyone would have been so happy to cry, wouldn't they? I was really happy. It was a bright, noisy song like I've never even heard of. It's a song that makes me feel fun and want to dance and rush out. Or a song that makes you want to be with someone important and want to thank someone close to you. We never heard of it. [M] Miss Fifty Bells, who brought it to me, was a hero. The word" thank you "is an inconvenient word. It's too easy and no matter how much I appreciate it, no more words come out of it. But, guys, I was really happy."

Rudy, no.

Fifty bells spilled tears that conveyed their cheeks in a blur.

Different emotions swirled, speechless.

Of course I was happy to be asked. I feel like if I get complimented, I'm going to be good at it. But that's a little bit from the whole point of view.

I felt more like denying it, how big it was.

I was really impressed with the performance of amateurs like fifty bells, I had the guilt of letting them. Fifty bells, in that sense, didn't mean it at all. Of course it's my favorite music. My voice sang withered, and my arm clawed Lute just to break. But I didn't think that was very true when I said that would be the gratitude that the (earthlings) felt.

Fifty bells thought what a terrible story.

I can't believe I've only had forty-two pieces of music since I was born.

There can't be such a world.

So, what do they do on lonely nights? Or when celebrating friends. When I want to be happy and scream, when I suffer from inferiority.

How can you live without a song?

Fifty Bells was in the fun, it was just fun and repeated live. Fifty bells did not have a single piece of music that someone would hear for the first time in their life, something that would change everyone else's life, something that was prepared or temperamental.

"'Cause I am"

Words are jammed.

I don't even know what to tell you like everything has swelled up and solidified in my chest, I just got my back pressed by spilling tears and my voice came out. Lundelhaus had quietly received such a fifty bell gaze.

"Me. With a fake"

I didn't mean to.

I've never thought about how "the Earthlings" felt before.

Fifty bells groaned pitifully, without a voice.

I can see my fist trembling all the time.

"That's not what I am. - That's my world song, and I am."

"But what pleased me about the Earthlings was the truth."

I didn't mean to do that on the fiftieth bell.

I didn't mean to give you that big, big thing.

It's just a nostalgic, familiar, singing a collection of fifty bell fathers.

I mean, the Fifty Bells are just amateurs, and they're copybands.

I couldn't stop crying because of the embarrassment and guilt. On the contrary, it gained increasing momentum. I understood that the fifty bells had deceived many people before. This happened because I was singing and being incited to rise even though it wasn't my song.

I never imagined it, but it's a natural story. Fifty Bells was our face by stealing the handles of bands and singers we loved so much. That sounded like a fifty bell song to the first person to hear it, and even made me appreciate it.

And this world was so white that fifty bells had never imagined it.

It's a world where there's only forty-two pieces of music.

My chest was about to crumble and my lips trembled.

That meant being a lousy thief.

Fifty bells defiled this white-white world, where music was limited.

"'Cause I'm, like, an amateur, in a copyband - so fake"

The soaking nose hurt so much that the fifty bells spilled more tears pitifully.

It makes noise when the nasal mucosa, which is usually not strong from the source, drifts.

I wanted to apologize. I just wanted to apologize.

But I couldn't think of any way to do that.

Fifty bells have done irrevocable things.

"Miss Fifty Bells"

'Cause I didn't mean to, I didn't mean to fool you.

"Fifty Bells"

To the strong words, the fifty bells raised their gaze, which was surprisingly falling at hand.

There was a Lundelhouse in front of me.

Soft looking blonde hair lit by lights leaking out the window was shaking small in the night breeze.

And his usual expression, like untouched, hissed, and he stared at the fifty bells. Now Lundelhaus looked more riddled than at any time in the knowledge of Fifty Bells.

I accidentally noticed the fifty bells.

Lundell House is older than the Fifty Bells.

"Sometimes in Akiba's guild hall, the earth gathers."

"Huh?

I can only get a pitiful reply cloudy with tears and runny nose.

"There is a growing number of (earthlings) gathered in Akiba. The city of Akiba, rich, safe and full of excitement, is also a place of salvation for the (earthlings). Not just the singer from earlier, but the blacksmith, the seamstress, the cook, even just the downwork and the maid, come to the city of Akiba. If you are awesome in the city of Akiba for months, you can learn the kind of technology that you won't be able to learn in other towns for the rest of your life. It can be all sorts of things,"

"Rudy, like?

"Oh, yeah. Right, I became an Adventurer. There's something they want to be too."

To the fiftieth bell, which he asked in a tearful voice, Lundelhaus continued,

"But living in the city of Akiba is also difficult for the (earthlings). The Adventurers are kind and unreasonable. I think it's a good neighbor to be fair, but that's not why it makes any difference. There are so many different things, troubles, troubles. To discuss such matters, the (earthlings) (I) gather to consult."

"Yes, it was."

Fifty bells answered, as spilling tears.

If you put it that way, there's plenty to be convinced of. Lundelhaus sometimes went out once or twice a week, in the afternoon. It didn't seem to be an adventure or a shopping trip, so I didn't know where I was going, but I was out to discuss it with the 'earthlings'.

"It's a formal organization where consultants are also seconded from the Water Maple Hall. That said, we're just gonna split up into a team of about ten people and talk to each other about our worries while we eat. I live as an Adventurer in the Guildhouse on the Horizon of Records (Log Horizon), so I can often consult with everyone. - It's such a gathering, but what do you think is the next most common thing to talk about troubles?

Fifty bells shook their heads like children.

Looks like Lundelhouse has gone far, meticulous, and I feel like I was an idiot who didn't know anything about it.

"This is amazing. This is funny. We're discussing this."

Lundelhaus, who smiled somewhere good at it, forcefully affirmed.

To the fifty bells that can't keep up with the story, Lundelhaus goes on to say:

"Do you know the trick of folding iron and beating it? How to sift the flour and align the grains? Were you supposed to fog the dark, brewed black rose tea over the tomatoes to get rid of the worms? Have you ever seen fishing gear that can take fish without feeding them or a stain-resistant, durable futon? There are so many new things. Wonderful city. The Adventurer doesn't hide all that richness. Of course, the" earthlings "of this city are in trouble. But I'm also lucky. Something happens every day. What you couldn't do yesterday could also be possible today. Tomorrow is a different day than today. In the city of Akiba, the word means exactly what it says. - And the song of the Fifty Bells is one of those shining songs."

Fifty bells couldn't say anything.

Tears just kept spilling out of my cheeks, not out of sight of the cheeky Lundelhouse. Lundelhaus' words swung the fifty bells strong.

Lundelhouse's encouraging manners rocked something in the fifty bells, which the fifty bells themselves had not noticed. Born within himself, the fifty bells nearly werewolved in the mighty and hot feeling of not being able to specialize.

Fifty Bells thought he was an amazing friend about Lundelhouse.

That's because Lundelhaus clearly said he wanted to be an "adventurer". Fifty bells had a little respect knowing that this friend, who was just a little older than fifty bells, was setting the future. I was not talking about the results, I admired the strength with which I affirmed so. Fifty bells seemed to me to have a firm self, not at all for myself, a rural high school girl.

I lied that it was a walk, but only on that point, I thought that the Fifty Bells could not reach the heart, Lundell House. Even if he was a friend with pleasant, energetic weather, he knew that the real him himself was noble and strong.

But it wasn't just the Lundell House.

Everything that comes together in the city of Akiba is probably true. They have someone they want to be, and every day for it. The blacksmith's apprentice, the seamstress's brother-in-law, the merchant in and out, the stall seller, and perhaps even the restaurant seller, have a self to be.

The city of Akiba for the "Earthlings" is a radiant city with even concrete dreams, completely different from the one for the Fifty Bells. No, maybe everything in this world demands dreams and readiness from the (earthlings) who live there. They are said to be much weaker than the Adventurers, beating the Fifty Bells hard.

I couldn't help but be ashamed of Fifty Bells that an irresponsible high school girl who didn't have anything to say about her future dreams sang to them like that.

Fifty bells made dreams, hopes and love. I also sang about cheerful tomorrow and anti-system and highways and snoopy. I sang without even thinking deeply. Fifty Bells realized that even the meaning of the lyrics he sang had never really thought about it.

That was irresistibly embarrassing and pitiful.

What the Fifty Bells were feeling was intense inferiority and guilt.

I felt so sorry for myself for the first time in my life for Fifty Bells.

Like a child, the tears of a large grain were endless.

And the biggest thing in misery, nevertheless, the Fifty Bells liked music. Even though I made this terrible mistake, there was still a song ringing in the fiftieth bell.

"Rudy."

"What is it, Miss Fifty Bells"

"I want to be alone"

……

I was speechless.

Fifty bells, eyes bright red with tears, stared at Lundelhouse.

I'm sure Lundelhaus, if he doesn't say anything, will stay with me forever. It would also give me words of warmth and encouragement. But that was too dishonest. Fifty bells needed one person's time, and that had to be exactly this night now.

The inferiority, the guilt, the shame, the pain, they were all fifty bells'. For the fifty bells who stole the song, they were a natural punishment, and in front of that pain the fifty bells wanted to be alone. Even if not, Lundelhaus gave me fifty bells for a lot of things.

You can go back to your room.

……

Lundelhaus looked at the fifty bells with a faint gaze.

I had noticed that, but the Fifty Bells didn't gaze hard.

"Okay, Miss Fifty Bells"

"Mmm."

Lundelhaus, who stopped to say something, walked away after a short tour.

With his body stiffened in the night, Fifty Bells decided to be ready to fight.

It was the first real struggle for fifty bells to be born, ready to face itself.

◆

Softly out of the inn in the morning, Towya glanced around and took a deep breath.

The still cold town is plugged with the whitish light of early spring.

From afar, I hear a small renaming voice continuously. Toya remembered hearing yesterday that riverboat fishing was taking place. If I turned my gaze around, there was a group of "earthlings" walking up the hill. It would be farming. So did the chowsies, but the "earthlings" are basically very early in the morning.

It wasn't like the town was vibrant and full of noise.

Even if not for the Towers, it's still a cold March morning there for the Earthlings. At a time when we are running out of fuel over the winter, the dwellings of the "earthlings" are trying to keep the temperature by the deadline. The people walking down the road are also small runs.

That's because it's early in the morning too, and if the temperatures get a little higher, the sun-soaked people will flood the streets. Saphir is also a big town around here.

Towya didn't go for anything, but started walking hanging out when she put her hands behind her head.

It is still a true early morning and in time it would be around five o'clock. Apparently he was up late last night. Lundelhouse was asleep, and he didn't make a single sound from the women's room. Toya, who could have slept twice but wasn't in the mood for it, gently left the inn to keep everyone awake.

Since I lived on the Horizon of Records, I prefer to spend time outdoors to small indoors. Indoor entertainment, such as WebTV, mobile games, cartoons and tablets, would also be abundant if it were on Earth, but not so in Cerdesia. From the recoil to the past, where the very desire to go out was selfish, there is a greater tendency to prefer to spend time outdoors.

Nevertheless, it is quite difficult to spend this time alone, a time less popular in the first town visited. It would have been an open urban area if it had been the original world around here as well. Toya remembers Shiloe saying that it was a big city in Surugawa Bay or something like that.

But in this Cerdesia, though somewhat large, it is only a town of the "earthlings". At this hour, there are no shops open that can watch and kill time.

Towya walked off hanging out on the boulevard.

This street is the very street that has followed us so far. Near the town, ancient asphalt remains on the surface, making it solid. The road width is so different that two carriages are different.

If I walked enough of such a boulevard, the city would have more interrupted fields, and eventually I went out to a big river.

Speaking of which, Choushi was a river, too.

Toya blurred and snapped one.

I wondered why, and realized that was because there was more water by the river and it was convenient to live and build fields. Sedimentary Plains (Thai Sekihaya) were also learned in class. A stream of rivers creates the plains. Oh, I mean, this town of Saphir is a sedimentary plain, I thought I'd hit my hand.

I found out in several camps that the slopes are surprisingly inconvenient.

It's hard to camp and cook there. It would be superfluous if we were to build a field. If there was a flat ground near the river, it would have been sensible to gather there and build a city.

"School classes are useful," Toya thought so much. He thought it meant nothing but social studies, but it didn't.

When I got to the water, I turned right. upstream direction.

There was no particular reason. It's a walk, so you can go on a whim.

The surface of the river was quiet. It would also be because of the proximity of the sea, or because the river is wide enough. There were some boats floating around, and on top of that, fishermen were loosening up white chunks. That seems to be a net. If you stare, the black and wet fish are jumping.

Towya just walked down the trail along the river. There was a pine grove, which crossed over a thin stream like a waterway for use by a plate bridge.

On the upstream right hand side of the river, Mount Fuji was visible. This is what the spiritual peak Fuji calls in this world.

More than half of them were attached to pure white capes, which looked really harsh. It looks extra beautiful because there are no mountains around that block my view.

There was a boat hut at the end of his sight, a woman's back on the pier that protruded to the river surface, and Towya stopped her legs. I didn't mean to avoid it or hide, but Towya couldn't speak for a long time.

"Good Morning"

"Good morning, Mr. Towya"

Dariella, who apparently noticed Towya as she approached the pier, sprinkled and smiled. Thoya was in trouble even as she greeted him.

Toya often feels this way when she is with this woman.

I don't know what to tell you.

In the first place, Toya's previous life does not include beautiful women over twenty years of age. Even if I recall myself a year ago, the women around me are Minori, her mother, and then there are about fifty teachers. Of course there are girls who remember their faces and names in their classmates, but they don't know enough to say they do.

Even in this life, Minori is my sister, and Serara and Fifty Bells are a little older, but they're buddies. This is normal because we are partying at the same age. Even though there are many women and they adore the "Westwind Brigade" that goes to learn swordsmanship, they will be slightly different because they are just being treated like children.

Tora is out of the question, of course, and Akatsuki feels like she lacks sisterhood. Of course I can't tell you two.

If you dare, maybe Marielle or Henrietta are close. Those two were different types, but they were beautiful women. But no one has made me feel more perplexed than this Darriella.

"Would you like to sit down?

"Uh, yeah."

There were some old but sturdy crates on the pier.

I guess the fishermen use it instead of a chair. That was, of course, great for dripping fishing line, but it was also in a position to make the Feverwell River look beautiful in the morning and back.

Dariella was under her long skirt, but she sat in a flushing position with her knees in order. Toya threw her legs out so she wouldn't look at you like she was grabbing the wooden box.

A faintly sweet aroma mixed in the wind.

Towya, who couldn't think of anything to talk about, was sitting in a thoughtful mood. Thoya thinks it's strange that he didn't have the option of not talking, even though he knew it would be such a development. Maybe that's why I traveled with him for a short period of time, but when I said I was wrong to ignore him. But Toya wasn't even sure if that was all it was.

"Mr. Towya is early in the morning, isn't he? Is that a walk?

"Yeah. But it's not always early. It just so happens today."

"Really? It's cold this seasonal morning, but its distribution is heaven."

Dariella chuckled fluffily and chuckled at her words.

Soft looking bundled hair is spilling over my shoulder and shaking on the cape.

"Dariella - is that a morning walk?

"Yeah, I was born with shallow sleep. This time is often spent outdoors. If it's a permissible place."

Thouya distracted herself from realizing it, but Dariella seemed less concerned about that attitude. Continue the conversation peacefully with a happy cheeky smile.

"Where does Mr. Dariella live?

"It's a journey life. It's a job to go everywhere and see and learn and write down a lot. But when it comes to living, will it be around Icoma"

"What's Icoma?

"Much west than here, isn't it? In the words of Mr. Towya and the others, Kyoto."

"Oh, my God."

I somehow think of unfamiliar geography.

In Toya's brain, Kyoto is the upper right corner of Osaka? That's about recognition.

Toya only has the realization that the place is on the Pacific side around the middle of Tokyo and Osaka. Recognizing its rugged positional relationship, Toya felt unexpected.

In the original world, it takes about three hours from Tokyo to Osaka. We're talking on the Shinkansen. It will take more than ten days in this world. Even though the Half-Guire Project is reducing distances, that's all it takes to travel through the undisclosed and dangerous mountains.

Despite this, however, what Towya felt was a sense of being "surprisingly close".

I have traveled this journey and felt much closer to Osaka and Kyoto than I did to the original world. Because it was clearly understood that if you repeat that journey you would arrive this far. I know that in Toya right now about how I can get there and how difficult it is. And I was confident that I could do it.

The three hours sitting on the Shinkansen have been so long that even in distant cities where there was no real sense of arrival, Toya can now walk on both feet.

"But you live alone in a mountain cabin. It's not a place for people to visit, so this is how people travel when they want to get some air in the city."

"Dangerous?

"I'm used to it. Plus, the streets have been a lot safer since Plant Hwyaden contracted security."

The name was the name of a giant guild that brings together West Japan, which I've heard so much about recently. Toya has heard that it is similar to the Roundtable Conference. It is an organization based in Osaka that brings together many Adventurers.

"Was it Minami's guild?"

"Yeah, right. Based in the city of Minami, it's the Knights of Yamato."

"Are you the Knights?

"Without the" Knights of Izmo "by" Ancient Species ", we now hear that it is a new Knights revealed in the policing of Yamato, a revelation of the transformation from the era of" Ancient Species "to the era of" Adventurers ". In fact, there's a huge amount of merit in Plant Hwyaden."

Touya, convinced, asked if that was what it looked like from the perspective of the "earthlings".

"What's a feat?

"First of all, no matter what you say, security has been restored. Much less damage was done by monsters west of Minami. With new machinery and water treatment, it's expected that agriculture will be easier."

"Then, there's more employment. Starting in Minami, the" earthlings "are delighted to have many more well-paid jobs. I have a lot of work to do to take care of the adventurers. It's a rich, beautiful city, Minami."

Toya was asking if it was like that.

Dariella asks with a soft grin.

"Mr. Towya, aren't you interested?

"No, I don't."

Touya said.

If you want to continue your journey, I feel like watching. Touya understood enough to stain herself on this journey that the city of Akiba was not the only thing in the world. Sometimes the journey was more sexual than I thought. Thought it might be more boring or tough, but the trip was fun. I would like to go if I were with my people.

But that's literally curiosity and interest.

"Then please come to me when you get the chance, Mr. Towya."

Dariella stroked Toya's head facing that way.

Toya smiles at the tickle of her white, relaxed fingertips twitching her hair.

"If you come, I'll guide you. Let's go out."

Toya shrugged her shoulders and replied.

After all, as you can imagine, she was a woman who did terrible things.

It's a good idea to hit Towya.

◆

The city of Saphir before lunch was busy.

This area, rich and fruitful in the plains, has many small settlements in the first place. The city of Saphir had the role of gathering supplies as its centre. In time, the city is adjacent to the streets connecting the east and west of Yamato. It's also a trading city where merchants go.

Early in March, it was still early for Harumoto, but the snow began to dissolve, and the amount of water on the Feverwell River was increasing. It is also time for spring celebrating dishes to come to the table in the sprouts.

These days, high performance carriages made of Akiba and Minami seem to help the trade and so on, with a slight increase in the volume of outbound traffic. There is also a choice in this city whether to build another lodging or an additional one, and that is the biggest topic of the last few months.

Minori and Serara were walking down the streets of such a town.

It is a purposeful addition to food and consumables.

It is a trading city. There are some cities and some shops with quite a range of products. It's not a store for Adventurers, but this time it was convenient considering what I was looking for.

Even Akiba has been well prepared, but it is packed around things that are well preserved and seasoned. Fresh foods were eaten as a priority, so there is little left. I bought more like this in the town I stopped by as originally planned.

"Hey, there are leaves and strawberries too!

"Shall we buy strawberries?

"Let's buy it!

Went to the luggage I had already bought in, and they put the wild strawberry room in the tote back.

It's not a "magic bag" so it's swollen up appropriately, and the two people who are lowering it with both hands have no choice but to be teased by the "young lady" by the "earthlings".

"Wow. I'm in trouble for you to say that."

That's not what I'm talking about.

Serara was twitchy and stuffy, and Minori protested (blushing), but that atmosphere didn't last long.

The purchase is on schedule, but we have some concerns for both of us.

"Talk, you can't connect"

"Yeah......"

It was in the camp that I realized I couldn't connect to the reading, but I thought I would say that at that time. In the first place, mindfulness is a feature that cannot be activated successfully without the use of both hands. You need a "trick" to select or receive someone from your friends list. So if the opponent is working, including fighting, it is difficult to use. That's the difference with party readings that can be mass transmitted just by shouting.

That's why it remained that the person would not respond to the call in a conversation. Especially if the other person is siloed, they are often busy.

However, after worrying about that "Temple of Movement in the North Wind (Boreas)", I found out that it still had the same reputational effect. It seemed certain that they were being obstructed, not just "didn't happen to connect".

I don't know the range of effects, but at least this part of the city seems to be restricted.

Minori thinks there might be a "moving temple" somewhere in this city as it is too wide a range of effects for a misplaced "moving temple" near Fort Boxlt. But I'm not going to explore that. Even if we find it, we don't know how we can stop the effect, because if we break it, we're going to call in another kind of event.

"Probably because of that [temple of movement]. Though I don't know where it is or how effective it is."

"That's right, hey"

"Yeah......"

Even as a minnoli, that's a headache part.

You read the air, and the white wolf beneath Serara's feet is soggy, too.

"What shall we do?"

"Yeah......"

Minori dropped her gaze on the notebook at hand. It is interwoven with nearby maps. It wasn't written by Minori. It's a map of the neighborhood that Siloe replicated to me.

A line of destinations is not so far away. We're going to be ready and into the mountains in this town of Saphir, but that shouldn't be reckless either. Because if it is from this city, you can climb mountains along the river. That's why we've moved on to the Pacific side in the first place.

In terms of distance on the map, it would be about twenty kilometers. Thinking about having to climb mountains or discover and hunt goals doesn't seem that difficult. You'll be back in this town in as little as three days, and no matter how long it takes, it won't take you a week.

"Maybe it won't take long."

"About three days."

"Almost there"

"If you go back to this town, you'll be safe."

"I think so."

In fact, with that in mind, we've come all the way to this town for now.

Minori was going to talk to Siloe if the reading recovered, but now the situation didn't allow it.

"I wish I could talk to Mr. Shiloe."

"If I could talk to Mrs. Nyan,"

Words overlapped, the two stared seriously at each other and laughed out. They were like the same thing they were thinking about.

I actually have a lot to talk to you about.

The Knights of Odusseia.

A disturbing magic item (magic item) called the Temple of Movement in the North Wind.

I really mean a woman named Roe2 who overlaps with Siloe in the Minnoli.

Something is making a big move. Minori could clearly feel it, as the roaring ground from afar conveyed its roar.

But Minori doesn't know what that means.

"You suck, Mr. Shiloe, you'll see."

"Minori..."

Consoled by Serara, Minori switched consciousness.

I'm still immature, so I don't have time for backward emotions. We have to solve the problem in front of us. That is to say, in the immediate part, whether we are going to head to the 'Redstone Mountains', or whether we are going to abandon this journey here and turn back.

Both choices have a variety of advantages and disadvantages.

It is certainly dangerous to move forward without being able to report or consult by way of reading.

On the other hand, however, Minori thought it was indescribable to say whether that danger would diminish where he left off. There's even the possibility that you won't be able to talk when you get back to Akiba, beyond not knowing the range of effects of that strange magic product, and beyond not knowing how to disarm it.

It's important to bring the report back, but since it's about Shiloe, I also feel that the information on that temple is gaining at a time that is no different from that of the Minori.

If so, should we move on? Should we go home? Or do you stay in this town and do your research... There didn't seem to be as many options available.

That little is what seemed like inexperienced proof left, Minori, but mourning doesn't mean we can move on.

"What are you going to do, Mr. Roe2?"

"Speaking of which,"

"Because he said he was going to Icoma."

"Will you and Mr. Dariella be on their way? You don't have to climb mountains with us."

"That's right."

When they noticed it, they told him that they would return the rest of the food to the inn quickly.

The story of going all the way to the Redstone Mountains is Roe 2, but in some cases it will break up in this town. In this town, it's not a bad idea to see if anyone can fix the Summoning Flute for Adventurers.

I've been walking for a while now and Minori thought so, unlike a few [adventurers]. I'm also thinking of a plan to sell the worst carriage in this town, but if I can, I want to buy more horses and bring them back to Akiba. This is the first carriage I bought. Minori, of course, but my people would be thoughtful.

"But Minori. This evening, as planned, is another night, right?"

"Yeah."

"Well, Mr. Fifty Bells, I wonder if you'll feel better at night"

"Even if it's stuck in your room."

I also care about my people.

Towya looked blocked from breakfast time, and Lundelhouse looked sleepy. As far as the fifty bells go, he's not feeling well and he's stuck in his room.

Especially the fifty bells. Things seem strange since last night. It's supposed to be in the morning when you come back to your room. I care that he had a contemplative look.

"Fifty Bells' favorite roe potatoes, I'll make them tonight!

"Can you make it? Serara."

"Of course! I bought potatoes, and I have mayo."

The conversation between the two back on the main street broke off there.

When the wolf twitched beneath Serara's feet majestically pinned his triangular ears, he began to circle and dazzle the sky to raise the roar of vigilance.

"That, what is it?

Minori heard Serara's laid-back voice far away.

It was moving slowly against the backdrop of the spiritual peak Fuji, mirrored in the lightly smoked sky colors of early spring. That group, looming far from the other side, seemed to inspire the Minoris to come this far for an end, | Steel Tail Dragon, Wyvern.

Steel Tail Dragon approached the town of Saphir.