Chapter 2
At Iz’s Tavern, Part 1 – Sister with Golden Hair
“Phew, so after breaking up with the forest wolf, I was about to be exposed to a river water horse (Kelpy), and I picked a tree on my bunk, and the tree was another demon, he said. How dumb are you?
“Shut up. I don’t even like doing it, do I?
This is a tavern in the town of Iz. The town of Iz is halfway between large towns such as Tido and Meeshia, a distance between Tido and Meeshia that arrives in about half a day if you run with a horse. For this reason Iz does not do much for accommodation, but a little down south from here there were coal mines and ore mining sites, which served as a base for those working in the mining industry.
Nevertheless, it was already more than 30 years ago that the mining business in Iz was in full swing, and those who aim for rare metal and a thousand gold grabs are already away from the land. All that remains are native people and those who have no temper to leave this town, and if all such people gather together, the things of nature and land pattern become worse. Even though it’s slightly off, it’s an accomodation town on one of the major streets connecting East and West, this place was rarely safe.
Would it have been a minute since the sun set? Even though it’s a small town, there’s not much entertainment, and on the contrary, there’s a lot of people gathering in this tavern, which is a stadium. If there were two women around that age, it would be like being called out by a drunk, but they all just look at them indistinctly and don’t speak up. Besides, for some reason, I felt like I could see the color of fright in their eyes.
“(You messed with something, you Sister…)”
This Sister usually hides her face in the hood, but she’s quite, no, quite beautiful. He has blonde hair that is transparent to blue eyes and has a common appearance in the aristocracy of large cities. Since being such a sister and beauty entails various dangers, it is normal for pilgrimage sisters to be accompanied by temple knights and other escorts, but this sister was traveling alone. No matter how unknown Alphilis was, I just wondered if this was dangerous, but this Sister gave me one smaller head than Alphilis, and I had the same arm power as her to shake the sword. Naturally, strength commensurate with arm strength. I’m not even too pathetic to talk about the backdrop of a man who was involved when this Sister used to drink deeply. It would mean that a raucous young woman has a lot of strength and reason to travel alone.
Either way, this Sister waited half as she expected in this town where Alphilis arrived fleeing demons with the other body. It was just after the following day that Alphilis woke up from a scattered tease and even more doubled tiredness on the day he arrived. Then she decided to take another night’s rest in this town because she felt like it was a hassle to leave town. Fortunately, I haven’t had any trouble with Road Bank yet.
I really wanted to avoid a series of nights on a patterned land, but I decided it was a bit better than traveling in poor health. That’s why Alphilis is making fun of this Sister day after day… but that’s when Sister’s eyes get serious.
“Even so, a river water horse (Kelpy) usually only comes and goes in a bigger river. Besides, after the flood, if it’s a small river, it’s limited to secluded areas. Make it a plant-based demon, maybe a woodworker (Trent) or something, but the area of death is further south. Maybe we should ask the Knights or the Church to investigate this once we get to the big city.”
“What do you mean?
Sister answers, turning the glass at hand with caracalla and ice.
“Okay? Usually demons are less intelligent, and they don’t come first to expand their habitat. I don’t care if you ever come back to regain your original habitat. It’s like a human being to imitate a rope breaking.
If demons behave in a way that expands their territory, a single species like forest wolves, goblin herds, and so on will happen. When multiple demon habitats change, like this one, there’s a good chance that powerful leaders exist. ”
“Powerful leaders?
“There could have been a demon, commonly known as the Demon King.”
“When you say demon king, you say you used to almost destroy the world?
Alphilis inquires half-heartedly. She thought that such a presence as the Demon King was the only thing in the legend. Already the Demon King just thought humans had driven him away, but speaking of which, on the sticker of a request in the guild, he said, “Demon King Crusade!” I feel like I’ve seen a piece of paper that says,
But Anolun denied Alphilis’ opinion.
“That’s extreme. Mostly the continent used to be more occupied by demons. There are demon kings that have actually destroyed some countries even after the human forces have grown, but there are no demon kings there so far. What you’re talking about is some kind of legendary individual among demon kings who’s historical.
Generally speaking, demons are called Demon Kings that can govern demons beyond their race. So even when I say demon king, its strength is pinkiri. By the way, at least 4 of them should exist, even if Atashi just knows ”
“I’m so there.”
“Actually, you have more. The smarter he is, the more he lives in hiding. Is it not a big deal to be rumored in human society, big guy?”
“Phew, then could those four bodies work it out for me too?
“No, you can’t.”
“Why not?”
Alphilis drowns dissatisfaction, but Sister doesn’t change her expression.
“From historical analysis, it usually takes at least one division, or 3,000 people, to crusade the Demon King. The Demon King has more than a certain amount of dominated armies. I’m talking about the hypothesis that if I were to go safely, I would actually often go on crusades in a slightly smaller number of people, and maybe a country with a magician or something could hunt more easily.
Plus, I heard there’s some brave Sama in the world who crusades the Demon King at a few parties, but well, there’s not many of them in the world. ”
“It is…”
“By the way, you didn’t get a rank chapter or anything in the mercenary guild?
“I’m getting something like this.”
Alphilis put a class chapter out of his hips and showed it to Sister. The crest is engraved with a small sword painting.
“Mm-hmm. That’s rank E, the lowest class chapter. It’s not a rush yet. Sometimes mercenaries are hired to crusade the Demon King, but even when dealing with miscellaneous soldiers, they come from the lowest C-rank. First, do your job as a mercenary and increase your rank.”
“That’s right, but we have to go east first, as the master said.”
“… the only thing I don’t feel like going there for good is Atashi?
“Excuse me!
I felt like I had just been treated like a child, so Alphilis stirred up a lot of fire liquor, but I couldn’t figure it out. Seeing how she is like that, once again, Sister is nibbling.
“Look, you’re a child who’s not even 20 years old when you say he’s grown up, so stop drinking at once. If you’re traveling, you’ll need booze to gather information, but don’t get drunk or drunk.”
“Sister, you’re a good preacher.”
“That’s Sister. They’re preaching and numbing.”
That’s what I say and laugh happily, Sister.
“Not at all… but Sister, you know things, right? How long have you been on this pilgrimage?”
“I wonder if it’s been 10 years since I left the monastery where I was previously taken care of.”
“Uh, then it’s time for three…”
“Said something!?
Sister’s eyes aren’t laughing at all as she pours the liquor into the cup of Alphilis. Alphilis’ intuition says any further pursuit could be life-threatening. Alpha Reese turned the subject away.
“And by the way, where is Sister headed next?
“I don’t have any particular purpose. I’m going to Meessia because of the demons.”
“I’m going to Meessia, too… and I’ll be with you at least until then.”
“Right. I need mercenaries to protect me because I’m a cute Sister.”
The line “Where’s cute” is much more tolerant of the winking anorn, Alphilis. If you put that penetration in, they’ll make you deal with booze all night.
“But even if a single Sister says that, will the knights listen?
“Oh. Atashi. This is such a ridiculous look, but there are only a few people in church headquarters who are in a better position than Atashi? With that status, it’s possible to move some of the knights of our sectarian country arbitrarily.”
“Ho, really?
An alphilis with an eye for hard to believe, but responding with the look Sister said she wouldn’t be proud of anything.
“Well, to be honest, you said you were in this position. I wasn’t interested in my status, but it seems very appreciated in HQ that I’m pilgrimaging like this on my own.” Exactly when I was a Virgin, it was a pain! ‘Right. I don’t suppose the Virgin will suffer. Because a lot of great people at HQ have changed. ”
“I’m starting to think the world is kind of wrong about someone with a great Sister…”
“Why! Well, as for Atashi, even if he has a status, I’m sorry about his apprentice and all that. The hopefuls were like mountains, but they were all resigned after one speech at HQ because it was so annoying.”
“… I’ll ask you just in case, what did you talk about?
Seeing an alphilis that asks roughly, Sister niggles.
“On Where to Travel, About Drinks and How to Seek Men”
“… incredible”
“The archbishop’s blues are already masterpieces! Sisters faint one after another at the beauty of Atashi’s speech, and it was a lovely time inside.”
“Me, I’m getting a headache…”
They speak of this in an angelic manner. Who will see the essence of this Sister in appearance?
“It’s not all about Atashi, by the way. Talk about you every once in a while.”
“You’re boring me, aren’t you?
“Not really. It’s not normal to be in a mountain cage for seven years, and you’ve been wearing long skin dresses in the summer when we first met, right? You caught my eye because you looked so good on that fucking hot day? Well, it’s a man’s length, beautiful, and dark hair.”
“It’s not like Sister’s a piece of shit.”
“Don’t get me out of the way, right? Well, it’s no surprise the adventurer wears it because it’s also to hide things down there, but still not with a robe or a cape? You never try to show people your skin, and… if you’re sick or you’re gonna do something bad and you’re gonna confess, you better get in front of Sister, okay? I’ll ask you cheap now.”
That’s it, Sister drinks up a glass of booze gubbily. Are you going to hear penance in a drunken state?
“Are you taking money? Well, it doesn’t mean you haven’t done anything to confess.”
“It’s easier to say what you can to people. Once you’re a Sister, you won’t tell anyone about the content of your penance.”
“Yeah… thanks. But this is also what my master says, it’s not much like telling people. But in case Sister has anything to do with it, I’ll tell you exactly.”
“Well, then I won’t pursue Atashi in depth either. But in the summer, it’s obvious whether or not you like it. I’m sure I can lend a little bit of wisdom if I know what’s going on.”
“It’s…”
It is the arrowhead that Alphilis thought he might be able to talk just a little bit about becoming this Sister.
“Oyaji, it’s booze! Quickly!”
With their sudden coarse voices, they came in how badly patterned they looked. Those who wander here in the liquor store are not classy in flattery, but the people who come in now are misguided. It’s not good to judge people by their gaze, but the day to day deeds show up on the outside. It’s not a long journey, Alphilis, but I’ve learned about the eyes and dangers of seeing people quite a bit because of the many times I’ve been in danger. The faces of the people who just came in would be exactly the kind of people who can enjoy blackmail and assault.
Even if I didn’t know the dangers at last, other guests could see things that would leave the liquor store and obviously a way to keep an eye on each other. Maybe they’re pretty dangerous people. Those who cannot read this air are not even qualified to travel.
“I hope this isn’t a pain in the ass.”
I drank a lot of booze earlier and the sharpness is back in Sister’s eyes, which were slightly pale. I knew this Sister wouldn’t be insulted, Alphilis felt.
“Maybe I should go back to my room.”
“Through the seat where those guys sat? On the other hand, this is the edge, and if it doesn’t stand out, you can’t see.”
“No, Sister’s taste stands out.”
“So is that… hey there!?
Sister summons the men in front of her. Then,
“Heh. What is it, Anego”
“Call me Sister. Gather some of Gatai’s big and keep those bad looking dumb surfaces out of my sight. I can’t help but drink.”
“Wow, I know what you mean.”
I move when I hear that the big men are amazing.
“(What did this Sister really do before I arrived)”
It is not impossible for Alphilis to think, for example.
“What’s an anego?
“Keep it flowing. Anyway, this is good, right? It’s best not to get involved in that deal.”
“If you get involved with Sister, it might be a luckier twist over there.”
“Bad listening”
“It’s true.”
It didn’t take that long for the two of us to continue such an exchange until we heard an obvious threatening complaint from those poor touches.
Continued