Manager of the Other World Brothel

"Goddamn it, let's get some rest..."

Situation deep in a medium-sized labyrinth (dungeon) surrounded by countless demons (monsters).

Under that circumstance, Weiss Yorgank, a Class B (Class) adventurer, is likely to regret it, but mouths it like it's blown out somewhere.

Blue eyes on blonde hair.

Confused Not a beautiful man or anything at the age in front of him, but he looks neat enough to make me ask that he would have been quite hot when he was younger.

With a huge shield unbeatable by a forged giant body and a spear in his right hand.

Equipment hardened with full body armor can be seen as a 'shield' at a glance.

Where there were quite a few demons (monsters), it would not be so easy to inflict fatal injuries on Weiss.

But now Weiss is alone (solo).

Although time is bought for defensive specialization, it is self-evident that without an attacker (attacker), we will soon become jilli poor.

I don't think I'll have the strength until I've finished everything, and I don't think I'll get reinforcements in time, even though I'm definitely finishing one by one with a one-handed spear on my right hand.

Above all, I still have quite a few hand injuries at the moment, and even if the battle ends here, I can reach the ground alone.

It's packed.

But I knew this would happen from the beginning.

Weiss laughs unexpectedly at his stupidity, still unable to help (...) Ke (...).

The adventurer history is already quite long, and Weiss is not an amateur, of course, even though he has reached level B (class).

It's not a hierarchy where amateurs can dive to the extent of their luck in the first place, and a bunch of demons (monsters) that are now confronting each other are opponents of a level that, if at all middle tier, just sprang up and become fussy.

Weiss, so you can still hold (...) eh (...) and say (...) eh (...) ru (...).

Weiss usually acts in a pair of parties.

Naturally, I acted accordingly until I was in this hierarchy again.

The pair of "Scarecrow" is quite a well-known party in the Adventurers Guild.

The simple division of roles in which Weiss takes on demonic (monster) attacks and his partner ends up with powerful magic is a style that works well to the depths of this labyrinth (dungeon).

But now.

The attacker (attacker) 's partner, who had partied for a long time, is not here because he was accompanied by a pair of helpful adventurers.

I did so because it was obvious that if I didn't put my partner on the exhausted three, I wouldn't have had this place to the ground even if it was helpful.

At that point, both Weiss and his partner's attacker (attacker) knew that O (...) ch (...) was going to happen.

Still, Weiss did, and my partner probably had a heap of things to say, but he followed Weiss' decision.

Labyrinth (dungeon) is not a sweet place.

Weiss didn't have to experience losing his people, either, if he was going to survive psychology.

Now it's my turn.

No matter how much experience you have, no matter how ready you are, a place called the Labyrinth (Dungeon) leads to light death if you make one mistake.

I understand that so much that I don't like it.

Still, I kept diving into the labyrinth (dungeon), and even though I knew this was going to happen, I really wanted to help the threesome party earlier.

It doesn't mean I know you.

Of course, he can't be a party member of the "Scare Crow".

- "The Scarecrow" has been a pair since (...) day (...) of (...).

But, yeah, let's see. Before I thought about it, I went in to help.

- Two men and a young party for one woman.

You can dive to such a hierarchy, so I guess you have strength for being young.

Surrounded by this number of demons (monsters) can be said to be in the realm of luck.

- The situation is the same as that of us at (...).

The labyrinth (dungeon) is irrational.

No matter how carefully you proceed, sometimes you make the right decisions, but sometimes the end comes with the breakdown of all reason, rules of thumb, etc.

Prepared for that, the adventurer is what makes the Labyrinth (Dungeon) a place to earn money.

That's why every thing you bring back from the labyrinth (dungeon) has so much value that you can't get it if you're working properly.

It is their fault that we were unlucky, and Weiss has no relationship or responsibility whatsoever.

An iron rule for adventurers is to save someone you can save, but abandon situations you can't help. It's not "Carneades' Board," but it's the pinnacle of stupidity to go from emotion to help and scale up the damage.

Adventurers who challenge the labyrinth (dungeon) with their readiness and judgment are convinced of it as a minimum.

- I know a hundred of them.

Still ah (...) of (...), Weiss and the others wanted help.

I wanted you to help four (...) people (...) groups (...) of the "Scarecrow Yamazi Regiment (Scarecrow)" who were unluckily hit because God, the devil, the commercial enemy or whatever.

Of course, such a miracle could not happen, and the "Scarecrow" was the sacrifice of two of their companions, and the remaining two were only able to survive.

Survival then is now the wizard of Vice and his partner.

Two senior adventurers who liked each other let Weiss and his partner go.

The moment we found ourselves in a party that looked like the rest of the Scarecrow, Weiss stopped helping.

I did a bad thing to my partner who attached me to self-satisfaction that I don't even think I would give a shit about.

My partner, the Wizard of the Longevity, has been with me for a long time without complaining about Weiss going to the labyrinth just because he has nothing else to do since then.

I know that when I let go of saying "help," or when I asked you to "do something about them," I often had a nice, difficult look on that face that was calm and faceless.

Still, I appreciate how much you've dated my own self.

Speaking of longevity, he's famous for not extrapolating his actual age from appearance.

Even though he only looks like a teenager, he is over a hundred years old.

But Weiss' partner was truly the youngest of the "Scarecrow" as he seemed.

When the "Scarecrow" was still a quartet, it was a big laugh when the facts turned out.

A powerful wizard and now inviting from a class A (class) party, Weiss thinks he (...) has been dating Weiss for a long time, probably because of the burdens he had then.

"Scarecrow" made me feel bad about it until the end, but I think Weiss is going to make a name for it at a party worthy of strength from now on.

I feel sorry for having carved bitter memories into the long life of the Longevity Clan, but I also think that if he were him, he would be an adventurer who would make a name for himself in history.

- Each other, don't let them open up at last...

"- I'm sorry, Miss Elena. … I guess I'll see you soon."

As an adventurer for many years, my experience and sense of earning ground for the lower level of this labyrinth (dungeon) tells me it's time.

Weiss was surprised by the fact that the first thing that came to mind when he remembered his last time was his promise to Miss Elena.

I do have a sense that for some time now, I've been hooked on Miss Elena, the "Three Petals" Tres Forumfloris "in" The Dream of a Walnut (Papilio Somnium), "which is a little unworthy of my earnings.

When I was lucky enough to hunt for a rare species demon (monster), I tried out what the rumored "petals" of the top whorehouse looked like and got stuck brilliantly.

I was also surprised that even if we were lucky enough to make money like we only had once a few years ourselves, we could only have gotten to the "Three Petals," but I was more than surprised at myself for having a light crush on the "Miss Elena" we chose at that time.

A small but beautiful line with a neat face.

The charm of being a woman who is like a boy but destroys, and the colour of being struck out.

Such a presence makes me smile and smile in my boneless arms.

Weiss flirted with the skill on the bed that didn't suit his face and wasn't good at that aspect, which didn't even leave him young.

It's also true that at the age in front of me, I was amused to confuse myself with a distant girl nearly two years old around me.

But for the first time, Weiss became obsessed with Miss Elena, who enjoyed listening to herself until dawn when she was rendered incapable of fighting without having a moment to play with me in an inappropriate way such as buying overnight.

Perhaps it would be easier if you tried being a popular lady in a first-class whorehouse, such as taking a middle-aged adventurer in your hand.

Perhaps the dumb tale of an adventurer who did not hesitate to his natural audience was just really interesting.

But it didn't matter, and I enjoyed having some beautiful girls listen to me in my labyrinth.

Even though I felt a little jealous, I enjoyed listening to Miss Elena's stories of her days in the luxury whorehouse.

It became a living ha (...) li (...) for Weiss that each other regularly exchanged 'extraordinary routines' for each other.

I could honestly hope so for Miss Elena.

That's why I promised to stick to it high even though I didn't make any more promises for a long time, and I would come to see you once a month in February, and so on and so on and so on.

Even if they were well ducked, I didn't think that was a good idea.

Weiss, who worked hard to earn the money he needed, and his partner helped him, although he was a shy face.

Weiss has been enjoying himself for some time now.

My 'everyday' as an adventurer.

That's why I remember Miss Elena in this last situation.

"In the end, I... you can't keep your promise. - Pathetic."

After saying so, I deny my words in my heart.

- No.

Even if o (...) ch (...) is the same, Weiss decides now once and for all to scratch his feet until the end.

It is only by death that promises are broken.

Even though I'm not dead, I don't just rebel my promises at my will.

In front of the inevitable death, there is a grin on the edge of Weiss' mouth.

It's not a self-abandoned apathetic thing.

It would be a superior chuckle if a man could ever float in his lifetime.

- I couldn't keep my promises to my people.... I didn't keep my word to the woman (...) that I was in love with (...) and I didn't want him to see it, and it was worth being born to a man.

I know perfectly well that it is not a phase that can be managed with such psychology.

Still, I won't give up my will to go home alive.

I stand in a dead place wanting to myself for crap reasons, and I want my life out of it from the bottom of my heart with unwavering promises.

I don't like it with a chunk of contradiction.

But no matter how crappy it is to others, I can only be sure that it was untouchable to me.

The mercenaries did not forget to thank Miss Elena for her willingness to return alive from the battlefield where she stood, and thought that the "petal system" of the Kingdom of Glenn had been established.

I'm a clumsy adventurer myself, but for the first time, I think I understood the thoughts of the Glenn royal family.

Whether it's a woman in the city at night or a childhood tame waiting for me in a country town, I think it's ant as a man's way of stomping on a woman who doesn't want to cry in love.

Eat your teeth off a woman in love. But it's a creature who wants to look good in a good outfit.

- I don't know if he's falling in love with me or if he's really gonna cry.

But reason is good.

I didn't even tell him I was in love in the first place.

As it is now, I am only one of many customers.

Weiss laughs that even if it's only fair to be flabbergasted, it's something he wants to tell.

If you're really going to cry, I don't want to be rude enough to make a dead, fallen in love woman cry.

So survive.

That's fine now.

In case of a possibility, Weiss jumped to the corner of the siege with all his might.

It can't be intact, but if we don't break the siege with a single breakthrough, there can't be a miracle.

Because it doesn't happen that way, miracles are called miracles.

I know a hundred things about that, and Weiss wields all the contradictions and contradictions he can.

I realized I was dying to meet the woman I fell in love with again.

"Manager, I don't have an appointment, but I'm seeing someone who wants to see me. How do you like it?

The manager (manager) 's office door is properly knocked into the room and the clerk (staff) communicates what should be communicated.

The clerk (staff) of "The Dream of the Walnut" is excellent, if it's not an anomaly, even though it's almost normalized. No disrespect like opening a door without even knocking is supposed to flaunt you.

Recently, there has been an impression among clerks (staff) that the manager (manager) is the one with the appearance that the situation seems to be lacking?

Although not even an anomaly, it is unusual to have such a visitor in the bumpy "Dream of a Walnut (Papilio Somnium)" just after opening the store.

There are many people who want to meet their manager (manager) without an appointment for all purposes, but those people choose a relatively calm time before opening the store.

Nothing deliberately chooses a time that is easy to turn down.

"What can I do for you?

"Master Nash, a Class B (Class) adventurer, right? I'm just in a hurry about something."

"You don't know my name..."

The manager looking up to heaven while he arrives at the desk.

Shortly after the first order of customers (both Skeeveyarrow) arrived tonight, there was no urgent business.

The clerks (staff) generally follow the expectations of the answers given by the manager at this time.

"I'll only see you for 10 minutes. Depending on the content, I might spend all my free time tonight on that matter.... let me through here."

As expected, a long-time clerk (staff) who already works for "The Dream of the Walnut" rushes to call Mr. Nash - Weiss' partner, the Wizard of the Longevity Clan.

The distinction is just as good as the distinction between those who try to meet a manager (manager) in (...) for their own benefit and those who do not.

He was calm, but the clerk (staff) hurried to call as he grabbed his chest that permission had been granted to the adventurer with his chopped eyes.

My manager (okay) is worried because he likes to bring troubles, etc.

"Holy shit..."

A manager (manager) sinks deeply into the superior chair in the office.

We pay people and there is only one manager (manager) in the room.

Nash's story was completed in less than 10 minutes.

What he told the manager was that his partner Weiss, who had made an appointment with Miss Elena in The Walnut Dream today, could no longer come.

The reason for this and the fact that you may not be able to come to the reservations that you held back regularly in the future for this reason.

Only those two points.

Today's cancellation fee was also politely paid.

It was the manager (manager) who asked why.

Nash would have known he was almost hopeless, but he was going to put all the assets he had on him and head to the rescue.

It wouldn't be so difficult to hire some avant-garde Class B (Class) adventurers.

In fact, Nash and Weiss were up to that hierarchy, and the saved threesome party is a reachable hierarchy if we're not unlucky.

If more than one Class B Adventurer is fully prepared, it's nearly safe enough to reach the ground and bring one Uncombatable Adventurer back.

If only time could be ignored, though.

In fact, it takes a whole day for Nash to reach the ground while protecting the three adventurers.

It would take the same degree of haste from the ground to where Weiss and I broke up.

Still, it's the fastest speed.

It's not uncommon to fight adventurers' demons (monsters) for days at a time, but it's switching between multiple parties and a well-equipped support system.

I don't have that much time to relapse alone.

It is also certain that there are out of the standard called 'heroes' and 'messiahs' inside, like King brother Gaius, but heroes are heroes because they rarely exist.

Though a Class B (Class) adventurer who, from the average human being, has a good combat ability, it is unlikely that he will still be alive after more than a full day.

That won't change that much, even if you're on the verge of breaking up with Nash for some obvious supportive magic.

It's a rare possibility that we're still alive, and it's still going to take a whole day for the rescue to reach us.

The only possibility that I still have at that time is to say, unfortunately, that I am not.

It's packed.

And as a manager, you have to tell Miss Elena that fact.

I didn't know Nash's name, but it was in the manager's (manager's) memory about his partner Weiss.

It is natural to grasp the name if it is the muscle of "Tres Forumfloris," but Weiss is not considered Miss Elena's muscle.

It's just one of those customers who buys one night in February.

However, if Miss Elena were to make Weiss' reservation a top priority, the response would also change on the store side.

Few ladies rely on a particular customer or non-customer man to maintain a balance of mind that cannot be cared for by the magic of a manager.

If you are not going to fail in your job as a "Dream of the Walnut" lady, the manager (manager) has no intention of saying anything about it.

In a cold way, I don't really care if one of my customers is unlucky.

I also think that if it is my life's work as an adventurer, the judgment and consequences will have to be borne by me.

But if the customer is in an important position for the "Dream of the Walnut" lady, the story will be different.

Doing what you can for the benefit of the lady, and hence for the benefit of the Walnut Dream, is a business area for the manager.

In order to confirm that, I must report to Miss Elena.

"Call Miss Elena. I'm booked today, and I think I'm either stuck in a butterfly fountain or in my room..."

Until Miss Elena visits the clerk's office, the manager looks up to heaven in meditation.

In a terrible way, it would be nice if you were one of the customers (both sketchy yarrows) who didn't have a lot of problems.

If that's the case, I don't have a body or a lid, but I'll just end up saying "one less customer".

But if you were a customer who touched an important part of Miss Elena's heart, it would be troublesome.

It's more likely than not to make a reservation as a priority.

It's not what the manager (manager) found out where Weiss became a (...) impersonator (...) and (...) and (...) non-returnee, but it's a big problem for Miss Elena, one of the sellers of The Walnut Dream, to lose her balance of mind as a result.

The charm of the lady depends to a great extent on the spiritual one.

It should not be placed in "The Dream of a Walnut", which is perfectly managed in terms of physical condition.

Maintaining a selling lady as a selling lady is one of the important tasks of a manager.

Also known as self-deception.

"What can I do for you, manager, miserable booked?"

Miss Elena enters the office due to a lack of guidance and information.

The clerk I've called is knocking, so I'm not working as unreliable as usual.

"You don't have to spend your spare time taking customers or making ghost remarks, do you? Give me a break... I wonder if you're still more distracted."

Apparently he was in "Butterfly Fountain (Papilio Fonce)" and his pale, habitually shorter hair is moist and wet.

The lustrous skin, which is likely to give hot air, is also wet to moisture, and the lightness of the clothes not only gives rise to strange colours.

He's more depressed about Weiss coming at the same time as the opening of the store on the day of the appointment than he's angry that he won't even come at this hour.

If you don't want to come, I'm making a throwaway bowl statement about whether or not to take a time buying customer.

"Customer of that reservation... I called Miss Elena about Mr. Weiss"

The manager's voice hardens slightly to the look of Miss Elena, who only seems hurt by being soaked by the person she is nostalgic for.

It gets tough.

"... it's not normal to eat a call as much as you've been soaked, is it? Maybe you got tired of me and said you'd change your name or something? I wonder if you've done something wrong."

Hearing that voice makes Miss Elena look tough too.

What you say is what you say, but the expression comes out of your neat face.

The lady who can put up "Three Petals" Tres Follum Floris "in" The Dream of a Walnut "is not an idiot.

I am called to the manager's office and immediately detect that something has happened if spoken with a strong voice.

That doesn't mean it's about renomination or river bank migration.

"On this date, Mr. Weiss was registered as an Unreturned in the Adventurer's Guild. About a day has passed since I was alone in a situation surrounded by demons (monsters) in the lower level of the labyrinth. … could be called a desperate situation"

It doesn't make any sense to call it in and get cloudy.

Even though it is difficult to say, no, that is why the manager (manager) communicates the facts in a partial manner.

If it were going to be something you wouldn't have done in silence, there wouldn't be such an easy world.

But reality cannot be so convenient in any world.

"Oh well..."

After a long, long silence, Miss Elena zeroes the potpourri.

There is a look on his face that says, I knew it.

Maybe there was certainty that a man like Miss Elena would not be able to unilaterally ignore the reservation for no reason.

If so, did you envisage such a situation before you were called to the manager?

It is certainly common for adventurers.

"You're the guy... I'm not very good at naughty things at all"

That's how he talks about the man he missed with a crying smile on his face.

"I'm not good, I'll be right back. Yet they won't let me sleep until morning. It keeps me hearing funny, ridiculous, happy and sad things I've experienced in the labyrinth..."

I love you and tell you how much I cherished that time and how much I realized I had done it.

"I also started talking about funny, ridiculous, sad, and... happy things in The Dream of a Walnut (Here) at some point."

I can't believe it myself, so Miss Elena smiles.

It would be considerable if a lady were to talk about her routine other than pulling sympathy and pulling money.

Not many customers can be pleasant when they hear the truth about a whore who doesn't lie.

Customers are coming to dream with expensive money.

I'm only a bad whore, such as exposing a reality I don't even want to know about.

That's what you should do with your lover and the bedding in your private room.

"He asked me, in surprise, how happy I am to hear the whore."

But Weiss was happy to hear the conversation.

Miss Elena, too, was sweet on such a vise and wondered how long she would have relied on it.

"We talk, we listen, we fall asleep together, always. So in the morning, we'll see each other next time..."

Happy memory.

Time I vaguely believed would continue to do so once in February.

"But you can't keep asking."

And Miss Elena, too, can't ask you to continue.

Things have changed without Miss Elena's knowledge of herself, and it has progressed to irrevocable matters.

There's nothing more Miss Elena can do.

No, there hasn't been anything since the beginning.

- You liked it.

Except for being aware of your feelings and putting tears away from the same pale eyes as your hair.

In front of the manager (manager) who was listening to Miss Elena in silence, Miss Elena is weeping as she raises her chin slightly above her.

No more words.

After hearing Miss Elena's monologue, the manager sighs as she looks up to heaven.

I just decided what (...).

"Transmission. - Formal request to the Guild Master of the Wang Du Glen Kaina Adventurer," God Killed "Old Garzam, and to the Chief of the Kingdom Demon Legion," Sage "Riphal Old Master, as manager (manager) of" The Dream of the Walnut ". The contents shall be promptly available to rescue Mr. Weiss, a Class B adventurer registered as' Unreturned 'today. The adventurer Nash gave me the details."

"Yes."

Miss Elena suddenly sees a manager (manager) giving instructions in clear language, surprised by eyes still wet in tears.

The clerk (staff) who was holding back in front of the door or went to get Miss Elena immediately replied.

It is easy to get to the scene in a short time if you are two people who also deviate from such categorization, which is certainly not a S-level (class) place.

Mr. Weiss is a powerful man who can reach the labyrinth of the unreturned labyrinth with a symphony of his nose if it is as far down as the lower (...) layer (...).

I'm just not the kind of person who can pull out to explore the (...) Class B (Class) non-returned adventurers of the original (...).

But this time, Weiss is not a class B adventurer.

The manager of "The Dream of the Walnut" rescues the person who found it necessary to take care of the lady.

I am a manager who does not have the power to kick monsters, but I don't hesitate to use all the power I can if I deem it necessary.

In this case, those two would certainly be the most suitable.

"It's quicker to do it over here, so the dark side will tell you."

"Excuse me, please"

Without appearing, the manager seems to have entrusted the transmission to a voice heard from somewhere.

The clerk's office (manager) rarely comes to Tres Forumfloris, a three-petal petal petal, but there are mountains of secrets in this space that the ladies don't know.

A general manager (manager) who no longer thinks that the Royal Dark Sector is permanently located may also be approximate.

"Manager……"

Miss Elena listened to herself and understood that the manager (manager) activated what could only be called a 'privilege'.

But I don't know what to say about it.

I don't even know what consideration to pay.

But of course I don't want to ask you to stop.

I would pay whatever consideration I could pay for it myself.

"It's been a while. I don't know what will happen. No, honestly, you should see it as unlikely. But zero. Bye."

Even to the king of this country, keep two people in immediate motion that can't be moved so easily, and the manager (manager) explains the uncertainty to Miss Elena.

From day to day, "My manager (manager) has changed considerably," although I had spoken with the other ladies in the "Manager (manager) Discussion Conference," which I no longer know many times, I did not expect to go so far.

Although the sad feelings have not disappeared, I continue to explain to Miss Elena, who stares at the manager (manager) with a surprising look, in a somewhat troubled voice.

"It's Mr. Weiss' win that made our lady fall in love so much, not so far. It is up to Mr Weiss to make it. If I hadn't given up seeing Miss Elena again until the moment of her death, maybe a miracle would have happened."

I do all this just to make my whorehouse lady stop crying.

If asked, the manager would say, "It's for the benefit of the Walnut Dream."

If you are depressed to be one of the popular ladies as "Tres Follum Floris," you have to be in the store's interest.

Then I shall sweeten myself to the favor of my manager.

Instead, as a popular lady of "The Dream of a Walnut," she was determined to take the attitude she deserved.

Even with the sad results, I thought I'd hold on to it properly.

"I guess I'm a little confident"

Although the tears are not dry yet, the manager (manager) tries to give Miss Elena a relieved look when she answers at her usual pace.

It's impossible to hide it from a woman.

"Hey, manager?"

"What?

The manager did the best he could right now.

Because there's no such thing as a good result of everything.

Miss Elena understands that a long time ago.

"At what point did you say the promise was broken? A promise is something you two or more make, but do you think if one of us kept it all the time, it wouldn't be interrupted?

So I'll ask.

Follow your absolute rules to the absolute ally of the manager (manager) of the whorehouse to which you belong.

"Well. But I know one person who became a grandmother that way."

The answer to my return was unexpected.

However, Miss Elena understands that there is a sense of respect in the face of the manager.

"Is that unfortunate? Or are you happy?

"That doesn't make any sense to me. I think he's the only one who can talk about it.... but he laughs beautifully even when he's a grandmother."

"... well"

It's not a gentle whisper.

However, if the manager (manager) could speak with this expression, it would not be a bad idea to live with the promise of self-satisfaction.

Because even if you can't hear Weiss again, it's an unmistakable fact that Miss Elena was in love with Weiss.

It seemed nice to think of whores who they fell in love with and grow old for the rest of their lives.

It doesn't matter what others think.

All that matters is what you think and what people think you care about.

Well, then...

"Thank you, manager. I won't break my word.... all the time."

Miss Elena, crying and laughing like that, was the most beautiful as a girl.

To capture the attention of a manager (manager) who is accustomed to seeing the faces of the beautiful beauties.

After this, there is nothing on the public record as to whether Miss Elena has met Weiss again.

Little or no records are kept from the whore's side in the first place, and they can't even be made on the Adventurer's Guild record or with a familiar whore.

I don't even have information about my wife, so it's natural in a way.

You can also find Miss Elena's name in the famous "Walnut Inventory" and "Night Street Petal Inventory" as literature material for the whorehouse, but nothing is mentioned in the details other than her characteristics as a whore.

But after the days of the managers, a certain "story" emerged that became a book or a play.

It's a common story where a grumpy adventurer who falls in love with a whore is about to lose his life in the labyrinth by force to possess that whore.

That's just the story, closing the curtain with a common happy ending.

Cliché and convenience, nobility is nowhere to be found, a common story I've read that will be forgotten tomorrow.

Still, that's the story of being laughed at or loved by the people.

Says...

Even with one eye lost and one arm lost, the adventurer survives beneath his beloved whore.

It was helped by many of my companions and a lifelong resurrection.

I couldn't get enough treasure to hold a whore, and I also suffered fatal injuries to live as an adventurer after this.

Unfortunate End (Bad End) if you think about it normally.

But I do.

"You came back to me."

"But it's this Zama. Then I won't be able to hold you well anymore."

"You've never held me well. But I'm fine. From now on, I'll hold you well."

Such a cliché, happy ending.

The story of two people who lived laughing, even when they were hookers and their hippos.

There is nothing left to tell if this story is a complete creation written from the pity of who (...) or (...) knows the story of Miss Weiss and Elena, or if it adds a footprint to the facts.

It should be noted that the "Registered Adventurer Roster" of the then Adventurer Guild, which exists, bears the name of the "Iron Wall" Weiss of the Ship's Eye Ship Arm as an S-Class Adventurer.