What's Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

The strawberries continue to rise rather than decrease in fever, and the rash extends from both hands and legs to the abdomen and part of the back.

The debilitation is severe. My consciousness is blurred.

I heard Augusto told me to give him some medicine because Momohina didn't have to be a special effect, but he turned it down so badly. Momohina was so preppy that I didn't think she was Momohina, and I was concerned about the bad gossip to Augusto, who lined up. Says,

Kannon Pong.

Totally.

Roku.

Udon no Poko.

penis puffiness.

Etc.

I wonder if the last one is any different.

Well, thanks to you, I'm a little nasty, and I'm hungry. Wait for it to get dark and I'll decide.

Momohina doesn't want to leave the strawberry, and someone has to do it with it anyway. I hurried to the harbor with a diverse group of people named Milieu the Elf, Heinemarie the Dwarf, Ginzi the Land Sahagin, and then Don Bragn the Oak.

The sailors are early in the morning.

The harbor is quiet at night because it basically doesn't move the ship when it gets dark.

All we hear is our footsteps, our breath, the sound of the waves.

Heinemarie and I seem pretty nervous around Ginzi, but I'm calm. However, the thought of whether to let Don stick with me was in the corner of my head, regardless of what Milliu and the others were. Though there is, Don knows what I'm up to. I know. I followed you. It would be wild to tell you to pull back now. I'll definitely have to pay back this debt.

There is no one in the harbor but it is not dark. Pomps and lights are lit all over the pier and jetty. A lamp made of fish oil. Burning fish oil smells pretty tough, often not bright, but it is commonly used in the port town of Valle. It's a familiar smell for residents, maybe it doesn't bother them that much.

That lamp won't last overnight, so I have a lookout to patrol and add fish oil. Nevertheless, we just need to avoid that, so it's not a big deal.

The crux is the ship.

We crossed from pier to pier to locate the ship. I mean, it's too big for us to move on a boat like that. Or this isn't good either, because it seems like only one or two, or at most up to three, can be on a small hand rowing boat lined up all the time.

It's just the right size, you can have sails, but I'm having trouble without them. Well, you can procure a pair of pieces separately, so it's size first.

"What about that...?

Ginger pointed to a ship.

The ship was alone.

It may be a strange story to be alone on a ship, but for some reason there are no other ships staying around that ship. "Floating". I got that impression. Well, it's a ship, so naturally, it's floating in the ocean.

Even though I don't feel that way, the word "ominous," crossed my brain.

There are signs that the ship is not doing well.

Best of all, it's the right size.

Besides, to be honest, it's not like I don't have any hindsight either. I don't hesitate because I decided to do it once, but the ship is the soul of a sailor. I'm trying to rob that soul.

That's right.

I was trying to be a ship thief. They get more blame in Vere than for killing people, that's a huge sin.

Once exposed, he will be executed, eighty-nine out of ten. It's not just killing me. He is pulled around the city, beheaded, his head exposed with his torso, spit on humans all over the city, and hit with stones.

I'm about to sin. Far from feeling sunny. I wish I was alone, but I'm trying to get my friends on the road. I'm going to do something about it, but the prospects aren't always bright.

In my current state of mind, the ominous ship became strangely tight. To tell you the truth, it seemed like the ship was in the form of a sin I was about to commit.

"Okay. I've made up my mind about that"

When I said it, Ginger nodded too forcefully in momentum.

"... Yes! Me first, the, the, the, the ride, so Kiki, Kiki Saragi and the others, after that..."

"Fine, though. You're shaking too much."

"No, no, no. It's okay. Here, here, stay here. If you're talking about the ship, I'll take care of it. This, this, this is Sahagin, so, so."

"Mmmm..."

Heinemarie frowned,

"I'm very anxious..."

"Nuh......"

Don also wears an arm and looks at Ginger a lot.

Millilu shook Ginger's hand.

"Mr. Ginger."

"What, oh, yes...!?"

Gingee is dogging her fishy eyes black and white.

I don't care, it looks like Milliu's gripping Ginger's hand is on Opie.

"Please calm down, Mr. Ginger. I don't know if I can be you."

"Zuko."

Ginger stumbled.

It's a high level of slippery art. I can't help but slip too far and slip straight to the end of the ocean.

Milliu also caught his face, but still didn't dare.

"I think it's more important if you do it than if you can. The first thing to do. Taking a step forward. If you don't step on it, there's nothing you can or can't do."

"... heh, step on it"

Ginger took one breath.

"Oh yeah...... right. I understand, Mr. Milliu. I'll try."

"Yes."

"... Um, just a little more, can I have your hand held like this?

"It's..."

Milliu shook his head sideways.

"No, sir."

"Zuko."

Ginger stumbled again. I rarely get such a fucking cold reaction. One of these days I'm going to be on the diagram when the one that gets in my bump and laughs shows up, so I'll have to be careful.

Anyway, Ginger sneaked his footsteps closer to the ominous ship.

Still enough to be surprised, but it's a sahaggin 'even if it rots. There is no danger in the hall of flying from the pier to the ship.

But Gingee got on the boat,

"Gyoo!?"

And bounced.

I put up my gun immediately. Milliu is also trying to pull out Mithril's sword. Don's specialty is two swords that are crossed on the back and sheathed. Don put his hands on the pattern and Heinemarie also pointed a gunshot at the ship slightly behind schedule.

You're disturbing my sleep.

Who is it?

It's not Ginger's voice.

Could the man have slept on the boat?

"If you think it's someone, it's Sahagin."

He swooped up and grabbed Ginger. It's not an unexpected early job, but it's a flowing motion. Ginzi is a detoured one, but even if he isn't, he might not get away with that one.

"Gyoohhhhhh!?"

and Ginger screamed.

A man threw Ginger at him.

Ginger fell doppone into the sea.

"Ha...!?"

I tried to rush Milieu, and I...

"Wait."

And stopped. Thin or dead, he's a fisherman.

In fact, Ginger floated right up to the

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, all of a sudden... Huh!?"

"It's not a sea sahaggin '. Is it a land variant? You're the one who fucked up on one ship."

The man scratched his head and said back what was best.

"Oh, shit, that's... eh"

Ginger shut up. I can't honestly confess. I know that's what you thought, but my judgment was different.

I put the gun down and I was on my way.

A man turns this way.

There are no lamps in this area, so I'm not sure to my face. He seems so tall, and from the sound of a liquor-baked voice, he doesn't seem so young.

It's your ship.

And when I asked, the man shrugged his shoulder,

"Don't sleep on someone else's boat."

"Right."

"What are you planning to do with the party?"

I'll take your boat.

"What...?

"Unless you want to take us to Tear Island."

He said it was an island of tears.

"Yes."

"You're not a Verre person. Do you know what kind of place it is?"

"It's a sea sahaggin 'territory, isn't it?"

"I know that, why go"

"I need help. I have to go. I'm in a hurry."

"Ha..."

The man gave him his jaw and laughed briefly.

"So you targeted my ship? Well, I don't suppose any fools trying to get into the territory of the sea sahaggin 'about how much money they've loaded are in this vere. If you can sink a ship, you can't live even with your life."

Then the man rang his throat, screaming...

It's like ridiculing yourself.

"At any rate, you're insane. When's the sailor?"

"If you say so…"

I shrugged my jaw and showed Ginger standing and swimming.

"That's him."

"Ku......"

The man sprayed.

"This guy is fine. You can't manipulate a ship, but you're going to go to that island of tears for a felony. Things to do. Things to do. Am I right? Funny."

"... Huh?

Millilu alternated between me and the man.

Heinemarie is also decent.

Don doesn't seem to be moving.

"Ooh."

The man crouched to the fringe and put his hands up against Ginzi.

"Grab it."

"... is, yes?

Ginger looked over there like he was in a panic and looked over at me. When I nodded at him, Ginger grabbed the frightened and man's hand.

The man gently pulled Ginger up onto the ship. Then he mouths the bottle to his hand, which he seemingly kept in its heel. The contents will probably be alcohol. The man wore a liquor bottle and cluttered around his mouth with the back of his hand.

"I'm Giancarlo. I'll take you to Tear Island on my ship. We can only get close to that island in the dark. Get on it. We're leaving now."