A Wish to Grab Happiness

"You're like a rainy season sky."

It was also a poetic word, unsuitable from the atmosphere of Kalia.

She tastes bad and distorts her face as she wets her lips with ale. The Garganti Commercial and Industrial Guild, and its prepared liquor store, are just as splendid as the store structure. Sufficient space, of course, has not rolled any traces of the diarrhea spit out by the rough or the scattered debris. A place to stay clean, drink comfortably, and build up your energy for your next job. It's top notch enough to complain about as an Alliance liquor store.

At least from the liquor store I used to go to, the taste of taste and liquor should be exceptionally high. The chivalry tongue seems to be made much more luxurious than the common people.

"Gunpowder bank dancing on the flame itself, you can call it. I don't know what time or what to do. But I know I'll do something sometime or someplace. As for this one watching, I don't mind. The Colosseum Beast is still more important."

Not as good as you piercing a large warcraft on a single horse, but when I said back to him, Karia flaunted her shoulder like she mocked him. It's like you're an idiot who doesn't know anything.

Kalia's gaze is directed toward Largud Ann beside him.

"What do you think, Ann? You're the most neutral person I've ever met, aren't you?

Larguedo Ann, whose tongue was on the water on the large barrel of the chair change, stopped moving as he had conceived for a moment, and immediately moved his lips.

"That's right. After all, I deduce that the hero, who is told to the world, possesses values and behavior that no one can understand, yes."

That way of putting it seems mildly cloudy, but when considered in conjunction with previous statements, it is riddled with thorns pointing out that my actions are abrupt in the distance. Kalia seemed to understand that, too, and turned her gaze back on this one like she was proud to win.

I see, it's definitely bad. I'm sorry. You'd feel that way if you looked at it from the edge. I can say that the nature of this approach to Fialert La Borgograd is unnecessarily poor, as it is driven by an impulse that I can't clearly grasp myself.

"But can you come? Is that you, Mr. Borgograd? I don't think you're going to be able to do anything like a hardware business."

I see. Again, she, Larguedo Ann, seemed competent.

Just looking at that act, I guess it identifies to some extent the fialert La Borgograd, the person's pity and depth of thought. Maybe he's good at inferring people.

In fact, Largd Ann had just the ability to be said to be competent. Perhaps there were references and names for Mr. Nines, but the ability to talk, persuade, and negotiate just rowing me and Karia into guild registration instantly when they enter the guild. possess those interpersonal abilities. It seems that the guide who came here in Mr. Nines' introduction is not just a name.

But then, more and more, I don't have much power, and I'm going to be forced to think narrowly about my shoulders, even if I feel something secretly dark.

"Coming."

To Largud Ann's question, Kalia nodded naturally. I pour the ale at hand into my stomach, even though it breaks off as unpleasant.

"I will definitely come. You seem to have eyes for people, but you don't know what a woman's heart is."

Largd Ann looked out for him.

To be honest, Largud Ann is undoubtedly in the frame of a woman in me, but Kalia can't get into a man, but I'm very confused about what to cheap on a woman. I honestly didn't even think that Karia would talk about women's hearts.

"Just a glance, but that certainly can't be a fool to ride a sweet story. But I don't think it's common practice to miss opportunities. - You bet?

The girl in the barrel is impressed with the certain words, but as far as I'm concerned, I wanted to know where the female heart was involved.

Ask for a glass of prize wine so you can get on the bet. At that time, I saw Kalia's gaze pointed this way.

The gaze given by the silver eyes is a strangely glossy heat caged, but on the other hand, it also has the sharpness to stab my body itself. I don't know what that means, but the gaze certainly seemed to have some kind of intent.

My stomach hurts like it was twisted. No matter how I roll, I don't have a good feeling about that gaze. That's what my experience told my brain.

- Karan, Karan.

Tell the visitors, the bell on the door rings. A few glance at each other intriguingly, and a few continue to drink and cheer without interest.

And Kalia put her lips on the wine she had just been transported, as a prize, that was my win.

"I'll check the details and terms of the request."

The clear voice of Fiarat La Borgograd echoes the tavern. It's not like Kalia's again. It's a strange voice in my ear.

This is me, Kalia, and Larguedo Ann. The other two, Fialert and, in his presence, Hert Stanley, the future Savior. Five conveniences surround the table.

I kept my mind down so that I could try and stay calm, and I opened my lips to encourage you, please.

"One, the request is for an escort to the site of the Old Church, the underground temple of the crests present in the Cape, plus cooperation in exploration"

Crest religion. I also think the exact name was definitely elephant worship, but now it's often called good and crest, mostly old-fashioned, or heretical if bad.

Much of it is destroyed or obsolete if it becomes a temple of creed religion, and much of it is lost. Of course, some will continue to dot and devote their faith, but you can refuse to say that something like a massive temple no longer exists in the surrounding areas of this area where the Catholic Church has prevailed.

Making it the site of a temple would either be rebuilt as a cathedral temple, or it would be a residence for natural animals and warcraft if left behind and badly placed. Apparently, this request falls on the latter.

"Two, if you find anything missing, submit it to me without a leak. This must be. Naturally, depending on the item, no extra rewards will be spared."

I tried to show it off and a bag wrapped in currency was placed on the table.

It's odd through the rarity that fialerts that hate scattering and wasteful waste push their finances forward like this. The behavior also feels as if something is bothering you.

Of course, I don't know her at this time, so I wouldn't abandon the possibility that she was like this at this time.

"Oh, I don't mind. So let's meet these conditions."

When the mouth of the fialert is closed, this time the eye area tightens strongly. She seems to be a person whose emotions and intentions are often revealed in her expression and its behavior.

Stand one finger and open your mouth.

"First of all, let's get an advance separate from the reward. Pre-preparedness would be essential to accomplish the request, right?

Dust, gently pulling the jaw of the fialert.

Next to it, Hert Stanley narrowed his eyes to hear the conditions as well.

In fact, I want money now. One knife remains broken, and I don't care about the money to stay in the inn. To calm down my life here, I needed some real money first.

"And the second one."

Second one, put your finger up. The face of the fialert was mixed with a sinister color. I know you understand because I told you earlier, but I don't think I can digest it in myself.

With her arms gently stroked, she turns her gaze to encourage her to continue.

"Fiarat la Borgograd, you must be a magician. If so, will you swear that you will never harm me?"

Its throat swallows, wrinkles between its brows. With a slight tooth bite on his pale colored lips, the sorcerer slowly, but surely, tried to snort his jaw. At that time,

"- Wait. I don't know the common sense of the request, but isn't it too heavy for me to say how many words I swear to put on the terms? I'm not connected."

Hert Stanley's words broke in.

Yeah, even if I knew. I knew very well that you would bite this way.

What he sees in his eyes is a strong will and a slight hostility directed this way. Oh, it's something comfortable. For the first time now, I understand that the hostility inflicted by someone I think is something so comfortable.