Me, Adventurer! - Undoubled Skills Are Flat Magic

Then about an hour later, a young mermaid came to inform me that he was ready and moved him to a hall-like room a little further from the reception room. It's a big, 40 tatami hall there. High ceilings, too.

The walls are the same white limestone-like material, but in the center of the room there is a white crossed long table and chairs, what a surprise to see the chandelier hanging from the ceiling. It's like a noble mansion.

There are princess mermaids and several others on the table, and a few dishes have already been set aside. It appears to be in the form of separate plates from each other. I don't know any table manners in this world, so I appreciate all this messy food.

The real reason it's a large dish is to prove that we're not poisoned by eating from the same dish. He seems to be paying a little attention.

Rolled shellfish resembling a boiled pile of sawdust and a salad of wakame-like seaweed. The large fish fillet, thought to be tuna, looks like a simmer of salt and herbs. And whitefish sashimi.

I didn't know there was a culture of eating raw fish, a boulder mermaid. It's a delightful choice for the Japanese. I wish I had soy sauce. If it's fish soy, can you make it? Let's try it again.

On the upper seat sits a lady mermaid who looks like she's in her late 30s. She's a wavy brunette, blue eyes, a crisp, noticeable, somewhat Latino beauty. Princess, you look a little like a mermaid. Probably her mother who says she's a contemporary witch.

The item you're wearing must be moody, but it looks like a specially made outfit with a Nordic-style embroidery on the collar and hem. However, the motifs were not reindeer or snow crystals, but humans and whales. You mean witch clothes?

And towards it sits the princess mermaid on the right and the mature male mermaid on the left. Short brown hair, eagle nose, a slightly sharp look. Reminds me of a cutter agent in a foreign film. Though it is still moody to wear it.

He's in the presence of witches and princesses, so I guess he's someone in quite a position. Not very similar, but maybe the princess mermaid's father. Will it be the husband of the lady mermaid?

Two men sat next to that magnificent male mermaid, but these two were not wearing moomoomoos. I mean, it wasn't a mermaid.

"Thomas Ochan!? And Brother Kent!?

"Kikka!? Why aren't you here?

"Kikka! Long time no see!"

Standing up from his chair and rushing over here was a sea elf with brown skin, white hair and long sagittarius ears.

Both have long bobs of hair tied behind them like ponytails. The outfit is the same with a stand collar generating shirt and a thin brown bottom. The detailed face is very similar, but the age is the only difference in appearance between the early 40s and late teens. Well, it would definitely be parents and kids.

"Bee... I didn't, 'Rat'. Ha, I'll introduce you. Ochan over here is Otton's brother and Thoma's Ochan, and the younger one over there is his son, Kent. Ochan, Brother Kent, the boy over here..."

"Kikka, you can give me your real name now. Because if you find out who Kikka is, it doesn't make sense.

"... let it go. Sorry, because of us...

Kikka becomes rare and awesome. I adore the usual gap with Cotecote a bit.

I can't help this anymore. If you know about Kikka, you know about Senna Village, and if you look into what happened there, you'll get to me in no time. There's no point hiding it.

Besides, I don't know if it's moral to use a pseudonym in your people. I'm not a fraud.

"Come on, this kid is our husband's beat solder! With a flirtatious twat!

"" Hey, what the heck!?

The two of them got hammered. Kansai Nori is the only place with the right timing. I miss the new comedy.

Still, I thought it was a little cute, but Kikka was still Kikka.

My husband, well, from the standpoint of being a slave, it's not strange to call him that. But flirting is unsavory. Misleading. Of course, that must be what you meant to say. Kikka, horrible daughter (ko).

"Akan, Akan! Ochan gave Kikka to someone who didn't know where he was!!

"That's right, Kikka! They're not kids yet, they're baby bones! You'd better have thicker, stiffer adult bones!!

Thomas and Kent don't go as far as upside down, but their faces turn bright red with excitement. Actually, it turns red and black because it's black.

Mr. Thoma throws up lines like 'Father Introduced to Lovers by Daughter'. Kent is talking about things that don't make sense. I don't like it at all. Are you in the middle of puberty?

"Hi, apparently I know you, but let's keep eating. Atashi, I'm hungry.

A lady mermaid punches her bread and hands to draw attention. Apparently, he gave me a help boat. Thanks.

The young mermaid who was lurking in the mini training ground, which suddenly began, also took me back and urged us to take a seat. The two sea elves also return to their seats.

My seat is across the street from your lady mermaid, but everyone else lined up behind me without taking a seat. Well, why? I'll ask Cristella.

"What's going on? You can't eat without sitting down, can you?

"No, we are Beat-like slaves. You can't eat at the same table.

"" Hey, what the heck!?

Two sea elves shouted Hamo again.

Oh, no, I did. I usually forgot because we all ate together. Usually slaves eat separately, don't they?

"Kikka! What the hell is a slave?!?

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After this, I explained the situation to the two upside-down sea elves and it took me about an hour to forgive them. The food was also completely cold and the mood of the lady mermaid became quite oblique. Enough to say the earliest extinction.

The food I would eat in a sinister atmosphere was not tasty. It tasted good, but I didn't feel like I ate it at all. I knew you had a smile on your table.

A dinner party with the mermaids can be described as such a huge failure as nothing more.

How did this happen?

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The reason why the two sea elves are on Long Island was not unrelated to the purpose of our journey.

They sea elves are a family that makes ocean trading their business. Always going and going all over the continent. They say the kingdoms, empires, and federations, of course, are also trading with the undeveloped lands on the western edge of the continent and at the end of the north. Among its counterparts, Long Island was also included.

The mermaids say they export crafts and salts derived from marine life and import iron products, cereals and cloth instead. They say salt is magically made by Long Island. I knew it would be convenient, dirt magic.

That's why sea elves and mermaids seem to have had an interaction for a long time. There may have been a sense of intimacy between vagabonds living in the sea, but it seems to be an intimate pattern.

I'm also convinced that the room is slightly humane. Probably got it via sea elves. Nothing else, for the occasional sea elves themselves.

But now, six months ago, a ship of sea elves was captured in a port town in the Empire that stopped by to purchase a deal. Of course it was the Imperial Army that captured Nana. The soldiers pushing over said they held the sea elves without question and that all the loads and ships had been taken.

Only the two of them, who had stretched their legs to the town just to buy it, managed to shake off the soldiers who chased them and fled to the Mermaids, who were acquaintances.

That's why the mermaids were so aggressive. Were you suspected of being an Imperial soldier who came after you? How annoying.

I know how to use the captured ship. Pirate. I was wondering where you've been sourcing big ships. Were you stealing them from sea elves? And six months ago. I'm guessing the plan itself came from a long time ago. That's what "Flaming Formation" says.

Oh, you sold the ship. If I had known that, I would have hit my hand with about a loan.

I also explained the situation here in detail. I'll be staring at you all the time during the dinner party. Especially my son. Is this the guy? Maybe you care about Kikka?

"Did you do that... mogmog... did he pass away? Guzz, Mogmog... sorry, Mr. Beat. Thank you for the revenge on my brother and his wife and for protecting Kikka. As my brother, I would like to thank you as my uncle.... This stew is delicious. Yeah, the stock is out.

"Mogmog... then maybe everyone's already been enslaved and sold off by now. I want to help somehow, but is it difficult... can you handle it? Mogmog... this shellfish tooth with ikel too?

We went back to the room where we were in the barn, and it's finally time for our friends to eat. I was finally released from Anya's, stabbing gaze, which I had been keeping for a long time.

In novels and such, I've often seen a depiction of "a gaze like shooting," but there's also a "gaze like eating and killing." I've never known it before.

By the way, the menu itself is the same as earlier. Maybe it's surplus. I'm being lightly bored, too. I ate earlier. I didn't think so.

And there were two male sea elves there for some reason. Well, I couldn't really talk to you at the dinner party. And we're still eating together for some reason.

"Can you eat meshi in such bad air! I couldn't get through your throat!

Well, that's the same for me, but is it shelved that I'm the cause of that bad air? Maybe I can't trade without all this glamour.

"What are you doing? You can't take care of me here forever, can you?

"I don't know... Beat, will you take Wye and the others to Border Sets? Don't thank me enough?

"Bordersetz? You're not heading to the Empire?

"Now Wye and the others are round hips. It's visible to get caught even if you keep going like this. Don't get ready to go. I will sign up for the Kingdom's commercial guild, so I have savings and handouts when something happens. Besides, the empire now talks about war with the kingdom all the time, and if you speak well, you may be able to move the army. Well, I don't really want it.

I see. Are you hungry to move a commercial guild and do something about it? Then there may be some hope.

"... the ship doesn't. If I make money and buy it again, yeah. But my people want to help somehow.

Stop eating hands and Mr. Thoma talks up and down. It was the shellfish salt boil that lay ahead of me, but I felt like there was a farther place in Mr. Thoma's eyes.

"Sea elves are small in number. Connections between buddies are fat and thick. I still feel like I'm hearing people calling for help... please, give Wye and the others a hand.

Mr. Thoma bows his head deeply as he sits down. This lowered head is heavy. The future of the clan is on board. It's too heavy for one to hold. It's in Kikka's body, and I want to help you as much as I can. My power is insignificant.

"Well, if you're just taking me to Bordersetz. I'm not a human resource person.

"Are you a homo!? Hey, come on! The ship I used when I came here sank, so I didn't think about it. Thanks for the help, look, eat!

Mr. Thoma will bash me in the back. I'll eat it, though the dish the mermaid made me!

There's never been a journey, but that could mean that the scourge of war is spreading. It's all over the place. If you don't get Keri on quickly, it's going to get more and more influential. We have to hurry.

"... if.

Daisy stares at me with a troubled face. I wondered if there was anything I could think of, I just couldn't get the contents out of the salt boil of the rolls. It's the same normal driving, you.

The lid was slightly twisted open, skewered at the roots, and pulled while twisting, it removed cleanly to the liver. Daisy's sparkling eyes are a little dazzling.

This green liver tastes good.

"Um, Master Beat, me too...

"I ate a sea urchin too! Boss, please!

Christella, who serves as a snack, and Anya, who offers every plate with momentum. Neither do you.

... arr? Didn't you want shellfish in cats? Is that just Awabi? Are you okay with the Beast Man? How was it, hey, Woo?

Woo was happily napping after eating a ton of tuna fillets he got.

... people don't brace.