What's Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

There he is.

You must be here.

Figs.

... Damn it.

There he is.

Both ankles tied with rope or something. Then I was forced to turn my arms around my back, and both my wrists. He also bites something like a thick rope in his mouth.

With such aptitude, the strawberries had been rolled to sleep.

"Strawberries...... ugh!

I stopped.

Strawberries are looking up at me.

"... eh, eh...!

"You..."

I blinked.

"Why aren't you wearing anything below...?

"Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm!

Perhaps you're saying, don't look, don't look, don't look, don't look, or something, even if they say so.

Well, aren't you excited?

That's something - it doesn't seem to be - yes, it isn't - yeah, I knew it wasn't - about? Dashi...?

"Okay, okay,"

I turned away.

"You're good with this. Huh?"

"... mmm..."

"Ho ha. Hey, hey! Supo Po! Ugh!?"

"Momohina"

I gave Momohina the Mithrill knife I owe Milliu.

"Now cut him a strawberry rope."

"Hoy. Hang on, hold on. Hey, hey, hey, take it! Huh, come on."

"... Phew..."

and the strawberry breathed.

"Here."

I took off my hoodie and left him alone.

"Put this on. No... even if I wear it, is that it? Why don't you hide? You have tapas. Well, wrap it around your hips a little bit."

"... yeah. Thanks."

"Ha. That's a lot more honest."

"Don't look! I'm winding it up right now..."

"Don't worry. I saw it, but I didn't see it."

"I didn't see it!

"So you said you couldn't see. What's the problem?"

"What I tried to see is the problem! Yes! I'm done rolling, I'm fine now!

"Hmm......"

I was staring squidly at the whole body of a strawberry this time.

... Well, I guess I just had to.

Strawberries hold onto hoodies wrapped around their hips,

"Hey, what?

"No..."

I just lay my eyes down for a moment and coughed.

Strawberries tie Parker's sleeves and sleeves at his right hip.

If I tie it in front, my groin will be, and if I tie it in back, I'll see my ass round, so I'll have to tie it on either side, right or left. That choice isn't wrong in itself, and there's nothing else I could have done, but my right leg is glancing at me to the base, and if it moves, it's going to be a lot harder.

"Tie it tight, you. If you loosen up, I'll take a good look."

"Don't look there!?"

"Shut up. I guess I decided to see that. Thank God I didn't just look at you earlier."

"By" ticklish, "I mean I saw a little...?

"Ah? That's you..."

"... I saw it..."

The strawberries are looking down, biting their lips.

My shoulders are puffy and trembling.

"Hey, what's up?

Momohina broke her hips and glanced at the strawberry's face.

The strawberry shook his head,

"... nothing"

I sighed.

"You don't cry..."

I'm not crying.

"You must be crying."

"Because they saw it. Shit. Other than someone who would be my husband, I was never going to show you..."

"The Knolls must have seen us anyway."

"Don't remind me! I'm trying to do something that wasn't there."

"So I barely saw it."

"You saw a bit of it!

I didn't even look at the hair.

"Hair!

The strawberry covered his face with both hands.

"Me, I'm thin, I haven't grown much...... Huh! By that, you mean you looked pretty good!

"What are you revealing, you..."

"Huh...!

The strawberry crouched and pounded his own head.

"I'm going to die! I'm ashamed, I'm going to die...!

"Crouch down and you'll see."

"Mi...... Huh!?"

The strawberry stood up in a hurry.

You're very busy.

I just laughed a little and turned around. Gotheld walks loose.

Looks like your girl's safe.

"Oh. Well... this guy's not my bitch."

"Oh, yeah! No, I'm not!

The strawberries denied it to the best of their ability to follow me, but Gotheld totally ignores it.

"Take care of the woman. If you need anything, you don't need to stay long. I'm turning back."

"Okay. Let's go, strawberry, Momohina."

"... because I'm not your woman."

"Yes. Yikes."

Returning with Gotheld, Strawberry and Momohina, Milliu was struggling lonely, badly.

"Mi, y'all......! Don't go far......! Don't scatter! If it gets so dispersed......!

Milliu is trying so hard to get the Dwarves back by going that way or this way, but Heinemarie, Osvan, Siegbern and Wierich are obsessed with chasing Knoll around.

"That's the Dwarf."

Gotheld's green eyes were sinking more into grief than anger.

"Oh do it, follow the enemy deep, Dwarf dies"

"It's hard."

I put up a gun.

The Dwarves hang canteras on their hips, making it easy to aim even in this dark.

"Oh, hey..."

The strawberry says something, but never mind, I pulled the trigger. Z-doon.

"Oyah!?"

The bald Siegbern flew up. Because the bullet I unleashed jumped at that foot.

Hagedwarf looked back in great haste,

"What the hell are you doing? Are you going to kill me?!?"

"Oh."

I loaded the next bullet and targeted the bald head of the bald dwarf.

"I won't take it off next time. You didn't do anything stupid, and if you don't do what I say, I'll shoot you."

"Hey, hey, hey... hey!

"This is my war. Have them do as I say. If you can't, you can't follow the commander - the soldiers are just out of the way. Go away. I'm telling you."

I shot Osvan in the eye, then Heinemarie.

"... ugh!

Heinemarie shrugged.

As far as I'm concerned, I meant to take it off this way, but at least for Heinemarie, it must have felt like a bullet went too far down the side of her face.

I was gonna take it off a little bit, too.

"Same as whoever it is. I won't tell you twice. Retreat now."

The Dwarves would of course have been unwilling, but they are also being shown the power of guns in a variety of ways. Plus, sometimes Knoll wasn't around anymore, and he reluctantly did what I said.

Even on the way home, me and Gotheld shot Knoll every time we saw him. Ammunition cartridges are abundant. It never ran out.

When I got out of the Knoll hole and back to the Iron Blood Kingdom, I was just a little out of my mind, too.

"... what a battle... ugh!

Heinemarie turned bright red on her face.

"Such humiliation...... ugh! It's the first time I've been born! I'd rather die...... ugh!

"Hey."

Suddenly Gotheld stuffed Heinemarie.

And with his thick hands, he strained those cheeks.

It sounded pretty good.

"Don't be ridiculous."

"... Huh!? What do you do... Huh!?"

"I punched him. Sorry."

"Wow, it's decided badly! What right, no... ugh!

"I'm your father."

"Heinemarie didn't admit it! I don't know if you're a father or anything...

"Still, I'm your father. It's better to die, don't take it lightly."

"What do you know... ugh!

"Well, what do you know?"

"... what... ugh"

"Do you know how I feel? My wife died, and my two sons died. Both my father and my mother died fighting. My brothers are dead, too. Many cousins screwed up. Friends too. Do I know how you feel?"

Gotheld's voice is quiet. You sound calm.

But the soul conveys it.

The pain engraved on my soul, hissing.

"I will not be glad that you fought well and died. You know how I feel, Heinemarie."

Heinemarie turned away.

"... I don't know. I don't want to know how my father feels. Heinemarie is a dwarf."

"Right."

Gotheld closed his eyes and sighed.

"If that's the case, it's the only way."

"I hate my father...!

Heinemarie rushes.

I shrugged my shoulder.

"You're a horse and daughter."

"That mother was, too."

Gotheld faintly rocked his beard. Maybe I laughed.

"It's the woman I chose. That's her."

I slapped Gotheld on the shoulder.

"Well, I guess so."

When I glanced at him, Gotheld laughed this time.

"... muh"

And the oligarchy Veelich squandered the evil side. With that look on his face, he's no longer indisputably evil.

"Gotheld"

Called his first name, Gotheld pointed a gunshot at Knoll Hole.

"Oh."

"... Huh?

Momohina also saw a knoll hole and quickly set herself up.

I turned back to the knoll hole.

I got chills.