Resurrection of Duke Werstein ~ I Didn't Hear Anything About Being A Middle-aged Man ~

"... hey, you know, when my eggs come on, they look like Wyburn."

A long eyelashed dragon characterized by red scales calls out toward the light blue scaled dragon, the number (contour) that leans beside it.

Then the dragon stared at their eggs.

When it comes to dragon eggs, they are bright red, they are like gems, they look very flashy, but certainly their eggs were light green like Wyburn eggs.

"... well, if you ask me, this thin green color... but it's so noble that it can't be compared to Wyburn's eggs."

Although a creature called Wyburn is classified as a dragon species, it is close to reptiles.

There is intelligence, but there is a difference between cloud mud and dragon species that can manipulate language.

In contrast, the dragon known as the dragon species survives for a long time, with only one egg laid by the female in a single birth.

For them, therefore, eggs were weak, and weak, and they were to be protected, and they took precedence over all things.

On the words of the turn, a red scaled dragon exhales with his nose satisfactorily.

"Yeah, well, we got to grow it safe somehow."

To the red scale dragon that began to worry about how to be safe, the thin blue scale dragon just came up with the name.

"Then wouldn't it be safe if we let it get into Wyburn's nest, because there is no such thing as a creature that comes close to a ferocious creature called Wyburn, besides having no trouble feeding it if it were born?

"Well! What a lovely thought! Then you'll be safe!

A creature called Wyburn is only close to reptiles and has a high number of eggs to lay in a single birth.

They thought the two dragons might be safe if they let it get confused in there, he said.

Because there are only about a dragon in the land, such as creatures that prey on Wyburn, it was applauded.

The two of them have no idea what the consequences will be.

Their dragons are intelligent or they repeat various trials and errors to protect their eggs.

And sometimes we lose sight of our eggs because of it.

The only dragons as smart as humans are enchanted dragons, ordinary dragons are basically, intelligent but retarded.

They lost sight of the adventurer.

-... changed places, and then a while later, of a certain mansion, a certain room.

There, a man, apparently the lord of the room, and a martial bone man sat on a luxurious couch as he turned to one desk.

Though not wearing a sword, the man is apparently a businessman with such a job because he looks like a seasoned armor.

On the other hand, the man who seems to be the Lord was apparently a nobleman because he was wearing aristocratic clothes.

The impression that the hair is scattered... is too strong, but there is no doubt that it is noble.

It was enough to remember the illusion that the air itself was tingling in a serious atmosphere that was not unlike indoors where the refreshing sunlight shoots in.

In such a heavy and painful air, the martial bone man took one of the boxes out of the bag that he seemed to have placed under his desk.

Placed on a desk with the dull sound of a decoy, it's a crate the size of which is likely to fit a person's head perfectly.

And he laughs and tells them in a flamboyant manner so that the martial bone man dispels the atmosphere.

"Promised dragon eggs, brought"

The man who opened the lid of the heavy crate and showed the thin green monochromatic egg inside was strangely confident.

A man who seems to be an aristocrat dyes his face with joy.

"Ooh...! Here it is!

That was fast! That's a Class A Adventurer Party!

"... of course, I've struggled a lot, because we're safe, fast, sure, and honest."

Although there were only a few odd moments, a man who seemed aristocratic laughed relieved at a man called Adventurer who laughed in an unchanging manner.

"Well, thank you for that, take the money from the butler."

"Thank you for accepting it. Now, if you'll excuse me."

With that said, the adventurer man walked out of the room in thanksgiving for the abbreviation that the general public would give to the nobility.

And when he confirms that no one is in the room, the aristocratic man laughs invincibly.

"Hehe, okay, now we can reveal who he is..."

But while the man was thriving on his own like that, one butler entered the room.

But the man at the time continues to laugh, not even knowing, that he didn't go through with it at all.

"Ha! Now I'm a hero of the Redemption, what a shame!

"Sir, I'm sorry I'm taking you in"

When the butler pinched his mouth so as to give water to a man thriving on his own, the shoulders of a man who now seems to have finally noticed the butler's presence jumped.

"Oh, what are you! Suddenly what the fuck!

"... sounds like a tip-off, sir, but is that really a dragon egg?

The butler often asks the man in a panic, more suspiciously than that.

Then the man mocked the butler as if he had made a fool of him.

"What do you mean, they're A-class adventurers? There's no way we can fight dragons, there's no way we can do an easy job of stealing eggs."

"Ha, ha, ha."

I think stealing eggs so that they are not found in dragons is more difficult than defeating dragons, but don't you realize that?

In my heart, I had an unfortunate Lord, and the butler thanked me with a mourning.

"To that end, just add this to your shipment and take it to Verstein territory!

"... then I'll arrange to come"

The butler, who dropped him off in return for his polite thanks to the dokadoka and the man leaving the room in crude footsteps, blindly sends his gaze to the box, which was left without being lidded.

"I don't care what you think, it's Wyburn's egg..."

Never having seen a dragon egg, the butler closed the box lid, tilting his neck wondering if the Wyburn egg and the dragon egg were of the same color.

─ ─ ─... one side around that time.

An adventurer man, who had left the mansion earlier, was questioned by a fellow man and a child.

"Is it really good for you, Mr. Ricardo?

"That's okay, that bald guy, you don't even know how to tell.

It's worse to accept it without checking. "

Ask the man of the child to be sure against the man who laughs luxuriously at the heel.

"But that's just a Wyburn egg, right?

"So what, for once I stole it from you with the thought of dying, that's enough."

To the words of Ricardo, the man of the adventurer of attitude who just didn't care, the man of the child exhaled as if frightened.

"Honestly, I should have said no to dragon eggs."

"Ugh! This is a Class A Adventurer Party“ Shizuku "!! Can you do something cool?!

To Ricardo, who can wolf with his eyes swimming, the molecular man turns a frigid look.

"So, Mr. Ricardo, you slipped it with an advance?

"Uh, I can't hear you."

"Mr. Ricardo!

The child desperately followed Ricardo, who stuck his index finger in both ears and proceeded early without even trying to hear it.

You'll be able to guess from the conversation earlier.

Their adventurers stole eggs from Wyburn's nest, which was inhabited elsewhere to deceive.

However, there is no reason to know that the egg was the egg of a certain couple of dragons, which also happened to be laid in a similar colour to Wyburn's.

I guess it's normal for a carriage to have noises and vibrations.

But being completely silent and vibration-free doesn't make me feel like I'm in a carriage.

I exhaled so comfortably in the carriage that no one could tell.

Uh, I'm surprised.

I was wondering what happened. There's people in front of the carriage, and that doesn't move on, does it?

It's totally unclear if that was the right response, but, well, I'm glad I managed.

Yeah, let's do that.

When I got to my seat thinking I was stingy, I breathed out again while I resumed my paperwork.

I want you to give me a break from trouble or something as soon as you get away.

You're going to be accused of being disrespectful or something like that later on in the day.

It's also a classic in the epoch, you end up buying grievances and getting assassinated by a special worker.

Yadawah, only through.

I mean, did you think the soldiers you were bringing would do something about Mr. Hidden not contacting you?

Then I might be in a bit of a hurry by now.

I may have done something I'm sorry for.

Well, no!

"Sir, was that a good idea?

"Well, if there's one person in that city who can see how different I am, that's fine."

Crisp and replied pale to a question from the butler as the tip of the pen sounded scratching the paper in the car.

I thought about it a lot, but it's my best excuse for leaving with momentum.

No, 'cause you have no choice, do you?

Oh, my God, this is my first outing?, if anything happens outside, I'm curious, I can't resist, to this urge.

"Sir, I apologize for the inconvenience."

"Never mind."

That's all you can say!!

I figured I was fighting paperwork like that.

Even so, I'm just calculating even using this high spec, so it might be hard to say it's a fight.

I thought about it before, making apps that magically calculate, I thought I'd do something like that, but somehow I couldn't take that kind of slow time, so it stays raw and manual.

I guess I could do it right away if I worked a little hard, but I also somehow didn't like making it while I was on the move in the carriage.

You know, I don't know, but magic, when you use it, it seems like someone who understands.

That can get you into trouble, right?

The pile that leaves will be struck, in a sensible way, and the likelihood that it will be troublesome to feel unreasonable will increase, absolutely.

There is only a small amount of risk.

Wherever possible, it would be best to avoid what can be avoided.

Oh, my God, it's me.

Maybe the original Mr. Augusto can solve it spazzly, but the contents, because it's me.

It's so cute, because it's like this.

Speaking of girls.

I haven't been to the bathroom for a while.

I mean, I haven't been there since about yesterday.

Could this be, like, an alley?

You got that awesome, nice spec about sage peculiar, not having to go to the bathroom?

Oh, no, I'm glad.

Every time I went to the bathroom, every time I made Augusto's Augusto come out politely with both hands, every day Gus Gus and my heart were shattered by the bitterness of having to grip softly to support me, but you don't have to do that anymore!!

Yay! Ahhh!

Now, if I hadn't acted in any way, I would definitely be gutting.

'Cause I'm happy about that.

I'm happy for nothing.

You did it! This will relieve some stress!

I don't think about the bath!!

I feel like I'm in a good mood, I don't have a heart or I'm speeding up calculations, but I don't have any problems at all because I have to finish the paperwork in the end.

I mean, I also feel like stopping at a nice spot in Kiri to see the view outside if I can.

... going outside, yeah, that's enough because I just got out.

If all of a sudden this kind of ikeoji appeared, that would be noticeable, but, you know, I'm hungry, you know.

No, it's because I originally aspired to be an actress. It's a quick story to say that I feel more than double Mr. Augusto's specs or that I already feel all kinds of pressure,...... dull.

Something, I think I've thought about this in advance, but, well, no.

I mean, I've seen too much of it. Don't you guys think it's rude?, why are you looking at cancer so much that it seems like such a hole is seriously unpleasant.

What? It's a panda or something, me.

I'm not a panda, am I?, If I had such a handsome panda, I would buy an annual pass and pack it through the zoo!!

No, but pandas are pandas even when they say ikeoji pandas or something, I don't know.

Behavior like Ikeoji?

No. - I'd rather you come back out and be human.

"Sorry I'm on duty, sir"

"Is something wrong?"

He stops asking questions and responds with his face raised.

At some point my thoughts were out of line about something that really didn't matter, thank you, Deacon.

"No, that's not particularly true, but I need confirmation."

Looking back at the sign that the butler was politely thankful, I saw the top of the butler's head as he was just folding his hips.

You're blocked.

I don't know what will happen in the future though.

Check the schedule I kept in my head while thinking about something slightly cruel.

Erm.

"I was planning to stay at the Lordship Hall in Uncle Mildlers today."

"Yes, it's the Mildlers' Uncle, but it's an extra insecure territory, as reported."

"I hear so."

Yeah, you reported it, there it is. I forgot.

Um... insecure... oh, no... scared.

"Recently there have been reports of thieves, so I would like you to be careful not to leave the carriage if your husband puts you..."

Wow, seriously.

You're an arrow of thieves, bandits, bandits and all that noise, aren't you?

"Okay, okay."

I'll never go out there.

"Thank you"

"Never mind."

Instead, I want the butlers to be careful.

I have to take a carriage through such an insecure place, and I want my life to be taken care of.

I wasn't sure if I would tell her that, but, uh, I stopped because I thought that would make people around me despise their abilities and feelings.

Because the soldiers and the coverts are here to protect me, so that's the job, the obvious thing.

It doesn't mean I have to do it with my boss and strength.

Whoever is responsible for standing up should only show his hand when the one below cannot deal with it.

Such an idea was in Mr. Augusto's knowledge.

That means maybe that's what nobility is.

I don't know.

Do you want me to say it in a straight face?

I don't know.

It's more paperwork than that, and I just turn back to the paperwork on my desk.

I ran my feather pen over the paper, making a crisp noise.

Um, this is what happened here, this is the paperwork over here. So this month stays around, and, well, this way, this is the negative, so, uh...

How long would you have calculated that way?

I'm not sure because I was focused, but, uh, consciousness surfaced in reality.

I don't know, because I felt a little uncomfortable.

I wonder what the hell it is, looking up from the written and out the window.

The window frame was burning.

Gently rub your eyes and check again.

I knew it, it was on fire.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!!?