191 ② Fault

As a result, we started our work, showing some delays.

Let's start with the street business, as usual.

Today's members are Raina-Lou, Sheila-Lou and Lara-Lou.

Unfortunately, it seems that Limi-Luu's participation in the war has not yet been acknowledged by Mother Meer Ray.

Although the danger is mitigated because we have an escort, it still seemed to be Mother Meer Ray's idea to see how things went until the 15th of the White Moon.

I don't know how much Donda-Lou's will intervenes that he's drowning his last daughter there.

"Yihihi. I'm sorry about Limi, but in the meantime, I'll let you work for me!

is, of course, what Lara-Rue says.

Something tells me, as much as possible, he doesn't want to give up his job in Accommodation Town to his sister.

It's a thankful story that everyone is so obsessed with this job.

"But something about Tara wants to see Rimi-Lou, right? I want the days to come soon so I can get Rimi-Lou to work for me."

If I put it that way, Lara-Lew immediately swept away.

"What, Asta's better at Remi than I am? Me, too, we're getting along so well with a chick named Tara, right?

"Of course he is. But look, if I were your sister, I'd have to think about my sister."

"Don't tell me like you're gonna give up the kid! It's not like I'm being mean to Limi!

Lara-Lew gets her cheeks swept up.

On that fire, Rudd-Lou oiled me in a grand way.

"Uh, in short, you don't want to give way to Limi as much as possible within the presence of Sin-Lu? Until the day of the meeting, the escort will never come off."

"Not at all! Not one! You're not talking about that!!

Lara-Luu unleashes a full-bodied positive fist thrust, and Lud-Luu dodges it with a sweback.

What a soothing scene.

Zashma came to contact me on a regular basis a while ago, so that's when I finished the soothing story.

"Once you create a tide that the people by the woods are innocent, then smash him up once more, huh?... That's a lot more of a story to come up with, you too."

That's what Zashma said.

"But well, if you're a Jen named Cycleus, you might come up with something like that. I've never seen him face to face, but he's a much more insidious prick, isn't he?

"I've never even looked at each other before. I've been thinking about becoming a villain in a conspiracy play."

"Hmm. It's a big deal not only to cook, but to be able to turn your head on something like that."

Zashma grins as she strokes her yellow-brown cheeks.

"At that rate, be careful. As a matter of fact, there's going to be a big meeting at the castle today."

"Oh, is that a big conference?

"Oh, yeah. Five days from today until the 9th of the White Moon, the nobles in charge of the national government are packed into castles, and they arrange for that and this and the fate of Genos. So instead of Cycleus and his brother being unable to move, this one will be almost out of touch with Lord Melfried."

"I see. So you need to be very careful."

"Oh. You'd be smarter to be careful than to be relieved. I don't think you have many handkerchiefs that you can put behind you."

That being said, Zashma shrugged her thick shoulders.

"So, ideally, it would have been less troublesome for the North Whirlwind and others to come back in this period, but as always, I'm not sending you one of my contacts"

"Really? If my reckoning were true, the most dangerous thing would be the camouflages - I knew it was a little worrying."

"Hmm. On the other hand, it's a blur that makes me look stupid to worry about. If the" Whirlwind of the North "has as many as three hunters by the woods, it won't be hard to break through surrounded by large units of the Guardian Militia.... If you imitate that, you might be stigmatized for treason."

If that happens, it will really be a reproduction ten years before the Red Beard Party was crusaded.

I don't think Melfried can do that much more blatant imitation than he is blinding, but he's a bottomless, invisible opponent named Cycleus. I don't know how nasty I'd be if I had to.

"Whatever it is, we just have to be careful not to get our feet shrugged until the North Whirlwind and the others come back. The hunters by the woods protected you from imminent danger, but not just alarm."

Such words at the end, Zashma walked away.

(Five days neither Cycleus nor Melfried can move freely,? That's definitely some kind of stinking story)

If we were to assume the worst, it would be at a time like this that we would need the utmost caution. All the more so because the guards have been showing unusual movements since morning.

When I was encouraging the commerce of stalls with such thoughts in my chest, Yumi came to me a little crackling.

"Hey! I'm sorry, I can't really show my face"

"No, because it's convenient here that you can only stay in the store until Jomtien.... and then what about your father?

"Yeah! Looks like that stonehead has finally consolidated his feelings too!

And, Yumi comes face to face with a full grin.

"Will you come to our store today or tomorrow? Anyway, he wants to talk to Asta!

"Right. Yumi did a great job."

Yumi waves at my words, "I didn't do anything."

"I just ate a delicious Asta dish every night and shared my honest thoughts with my father! It's been five happy days."

"I'm glad you said that.... but you hear about the bandits attacking the farm, right?

In addition, I told him that Milan-Math's daughter was about to be found out.

At first, Yumi, who was listening with a smile, also looks more and more rugged.

"Hmm. You've had a lot going on in the last few days. When you say" Kimmus's Tail Pavilion "daughter - is that a bit of a daughter-in-law? Yeah, if she was that girl, she wouldn't be too good with the rough guys."

"Yeah. So to be honest, I can't get over the anxiety that it's going to bother Yumi's shop too..."

"What are you talking about! I don't know, it just started."

Yumi laughed and put her arms together under her assertive chest.

And then he just glances at his neck in a slightly provocative way and looks at me sideways.

An invincible smile floated under its mouth, one eyebrow hoisted in the sense of making a small fool of people - and all of a sudden Yumi turned out to be the face of a bad girl, like the first time we met.

"Speaking of which, I didn't say, our customers aren't as classy as Kimmus's Tail Pavilion. It's not uncommon to gather together a lot of loose ends and blade wounds. My shop makes fun of me all the time."

"Oh, yeah?

"Oh yeah. Even yesterday, I sprinkled fruit liquor on a drunk trying to touch his ass. That's how much you have to do in this boarding house town, which has a lot of outlaws."

Turn around and laugh.

Really, it feels like I time-leaved it a month ago.

"So don't worry about it. Well, if you can only deal with classy lodgings, that's all you've got to do."

"Yes, no, that's not true. If Yumi and the others have the power to protect themselves from the unreliable, it's comforting."

"... you really think so?

"Huh? Oh, yeah"

"You shouldn't have come near a woman like this. Don't you regret it?

"That's never gonna happen."

"Oh well.... Good."

And, Yumi puts her hands on her smooth forehead and breathes small.

So when I looked up again, there was a good, working girl's expression coming back.

"Asta found out from the beginning, but I was originally this kind of woman. I don't condone the guy against me, and I haven't looked after the guard once or twice... if you look at it from Asta, isn't that what makes you the unreliable man in town?

"That's not true. I was a little surprised by the crackle, but I guess that's not Yumi's face now either."

That's how I let him answer.

Yumi gives her long hair up with a "uh" or other unintelligible voice.

"Yeah, well, I'm not picking on either of them, I'm the real me. Something was always sneering in front of Asta, so I was wondering if they'd hate me for doing this... are you sure you're okay?

"It's okay. I knew it would be safer for me to be smiling."

"Hmm! Asta looks like a classy grown-up, too, for the folks by the woods!

He's twitching like a jerk, and he's staring at my face.

Its cheeks stained with shame was somewhat adorable.

"So, what do you think? Can you show your face to Westwind Pavilion today or tomorrow?

"Yeah, I've got a lot of work to do today, so I guess I'll be happier tomorrow"

"Okay. Tomorrow.... oh, my dad looks unreliable too, so be prepared for that place"

"Wow, is that so? Thanks for letting me know in advance."

Yumi laughs with grin and fun.

"Then you go home. Give me two things for my mother today."

That's how he got the two 'Myrmu roasts', and Yumi left.

Lara-Lew, who was holding her mouth very tightly, pulls her sleeve "hey".

"Is it okay to spread your hands on the job from one to the next like that? If you put anything in that Kimmus store, it would mean selling food to all four inns, wouldn't it?

"Yeah, we should be able to get around it somehow."

You can use it for work in the afternoon for roughly three and a half hours.

That hour is now allocated to the Xuanrong Pavilion and the Great Tree Pavilion in the South, and the remaining time is at the mercy of cooking to Milan-Math.

If it stays this way, it will be a little tight on the schedule to undertake work from both Kimmus's Tail Pavilion and Westwind Pavilion, but there were no avenues left for improvement.

Nothing is difficult to talk about. Finish cooking at home and aim to reduce working time in a single inn.

Now that I've entrusted Raina-Lou and the others with a look at 'Gibba Burger', there's a lot of looseness in my work at home. Once a new dedication has been developed, it will be possible to devote the time to it.

But before that, Kimmus's Tail Pavilion devised the dedication of Kimmus and Karon, who can't beat Gibba cuisine, and in Westwind Pavilion, he needs to dictate down the folks by the woods and his father, who evades Gibba. You're the one that's bothering my head.

And most importantly, there's the Cycleus thing.

I told Yumi that, but as far as I'm concerned, I wasn't going to officially extend my hand at work until I finished the talks in ten days.

(I don't know what means you're going to use to discredit the people by the woods. We should carefully identify the situation here)

This may be a battle between us trying to connect with the town of Inn and the Cycleuses trying to cut it off.

I haven't gotten anything confirmed yet, but anyway, I thought it was a good idea to lurk my breath wherever possible and consolidate the ground under the water.

"Thank you for waiting, Asta"

And the pretend calls me back.

Along with Rutim's boy as an escort, Li-Sudra stood beside the stall.

"Is that it? Has it become Jomtien yet"

"Yes. What have you done?

"No, I thought it was a little short notice."

Yumi came to me today for the first time in a hiss. but the other customers, who wanted to exchange words, hadn't shown up yet.

Deal said he couldn't show his face for a while, so, well, I can't help it.

But it was only a little heartbreaking not to see Michelle or Sanjula.

Especially to Michelle, today is the day I was going to ask questions about "charcoal".

(Well, is there any chance after tomorrow?... but what happened to Sanjula)

Sanjula doesn't have any business.

It's just that I've been seeing each other every day for the past few days, so I've just felt lonely.

(Finally, my right arm injury healed and I wonder if I started working. Well, I'm glad to hear that. - He's a travel-to-journey windmill. He said he'd like to try stepping into the woods too, but if all of a sudden it's like leaving Genos, I'm gonna miss him a lot)

I even think about things that aren't even in Gala, for example.

Am I, after all, overlapping the face of Schmiral on Sanjula?

Simply because Shmiral has silver hair, Sanjula has chestnut hair, and a slightly rare shade of hair as eastern blood muscle, it's not like there's a similar part to that.

(I wonder if all the Schmiral and Balan doers are doing well too......)

With that in mind, I left for the Xuanrong Pavilion with Raina-Lou and others.

"Hey, let me ask you something, the guy Zida's not going to hit us anymore, is he?

Rud-Lew asks as he carefully distributes his gaze around him.

"Yeah. At least that's what I and I-Fa think."

"Hmm. Then back to a state where I don't even know what to watch out for again? Nothing's gonna happen. That's number one, but there's no tension."

Blurring like that, Rudd-Lou's eyes shine sharply.

As a matter of fact, I guess the fact that you have to be concerned for hours with someone who doesn't even know what to be vigilant about is quite a shred of mental power.

It's roughly half a month before Lew's family can take a nasty break from their work as hunters. Rudd-Lou and the others have put the whole period into this task of guarding.

I hope that the two days from the day after tomorrow, the Rudd-Loux and the others will also enjoy their full bone break.

"Okay. So, Sin-Lu, did you ask for the inside?

That's how I arrived safely at the Xuanrong Pavilion today.

Rudd-Lou and the two boys stay outside, me, Raina-Lou and Sin-Lou open the door and step into the store.

"I've been waiting for you, Asta"

I can always be welcomed into the faceless master nail.

I still don't see any guests in the Xuanrong Pavilion today, and they were quiet.

Speaking of which, I've never seen a customer other than Michelle three days ago since I took on the job at the Xuanrong Pavilion.

"This time, more or less, every customer goes out for a business or a meal. Otherwise, I can hardly cut the shop by myself."

"Oh, I see. Well, every inn is idle at this hour."

And because this "Xuanrong Pavilion" is the smallest inn I know of, it feels extra idle.

"But today is rare, and guests stay upstairs. He looked a lot harsher, so even if it's a difficult business meeting, he'll have it."

"Really?... Um, that's not like an unreliable man, is it?

"Yes, I am a customer of a people in the west in quite fine clothes and a people in the soft east with a low back. One of them is already a long stay, so don't worry about it."

Unless we are sorry for the hardship caused to the people of the inn.

Especially since this nail is someone who is actively trying to connect me with the people by the woods, I lose my mind more and more.

"Ah, this will be the meat for today"

"Thank you"

A lump of loin stuffed with pico leaves in a leather bag for 2,5 kilos. The nail, which got it in exchange for the copper coin, will at best be transferred to a bottle stuffed with salt.

"Speaking of which, will you be okay with 50 servings of meat tomorrow as planned?

Nail shook his neck sideways, "No," he asked as he started preparing for cooking this one as well.

"I'm sorry, but we wanted to change the portions. I'm afraid with the sudden offer, is it possible to increase it to seventy meals?

"Oh, is it seventy meals?

"Yes. Fortunately, my easy giva grilled meat seems to be quite popular, so I had the prospect of judging about thirty meals in two days without Asta."

That is above all a story.

Both Fa's and Fou and Run's houses are hunting Giva well here, so there's nothing wrong with this side either.

"Then we will have 70 meals for you. … there really is no thanksgiving for the nails"

"The same goes for this one. It's been a long time since we've talked about Giva cuisine, and the dining room is full every day for dinner."

And, the nail pulls the lips together with a tingle.

This neighborhood is a nail that can't hide its expression as well as the people of the east.

"Only that time, I started calling for help from the neighborhood. Even if you still get enough profit. And most importantly, your satisfaction gives me joy."

"I'm really glad you said that. Thank you for your patience even after two days off"

"Nice to meet you"

At that time, he said, "Do you have a husband?" A low voice was heard from outside the kitchen.

There was no sign that the store door would open, so I'm sure the upstairs customer came down. Nair saluted me, and then he said, "Yes, I'm home."

"All right, well, let's get to work."

"Yes," Rayna-Lew nods with a smile.

Standing at the window, Sin-Lu began to move to the kitchen entrance in a hurry, perhaps alarmed by the approaching outsiders of the day.

Then...

Earlier than that, a large figure stepped into the kitchen.

"Don't speak up"

Me and Rayna-Lew limp and Sin-Lew quickly bend over.

But Sin-Lu couldn't move any further either.

There are two men who have stepped in.

Nail's body could be cuddled on one arm - and a silver dagger was stuck to his throat.

"... who are you people?

Ask low as Sin-Luu burns both eyes.

"I'm telling you not to speak up," the man pressed his dagger as if it was all right.

It is the belly of the knife, but the blade must have touched it. The defenseless neck of the nail is engraved with a faint red line.

Still, the nail didn't even move.

Why, he's completely unconscious.

"We know we have company on the table. If you do something funny, this man is going to be a life-scatter here."

What the hell is this? - And I haven't had a voice for a while.

Nail, who had exchanged words softly to the point where he was about to follow, has lost consciousness and has been held back by the bad guy. That was too unrealistic a scenario.

Bad guy - all I can say is bad guy.

The men, wrapped in gray cloth cuts, like Melfried once did, hid their faces.

Worn around it are very common leather capes and cloth outfits. I don't even know the color of my eyes clearly because I wear the hood deeply, too.

Except one seemed to be a people of the east.

Tall and skinny, black skin on arms and feet peeking through the cloak's matching eyes. He has a long sword hanging on his hips and a dagger in his left hand.

Is the other one a people of the west? Her upper back seems more likely than mine, but she has a slight body shape, and her skin is yellow-brown in color.

It is the man to the west who holds the nail and holds the dagger under his throat.

"If you follow this one, this man will let you go. No one's blood will flow.... Asta from Fa's house, is that you?

Munchkin 'has asked that in a munchkin' voice.

Meanwhile, the taller one is holding back that movement by staring at Sin-Lu without making it slight.

"My husband wants to welcome you as a guest. Come with us.... then this man will be freed in this place."

"My husband...?

Is that about Cycleus?

So far, I don't know anyone else to do this kind of imitation.

No, but if you pretend to be an unreliable man who is disgusted by the people of the woods, as you did when you were the daughter of Milan-Math. Still can't believe you're turning your fangs from the front to the people of the woods - you think you can delude yourself by trampling the laws of Genos so openly?

But I don't have time to worry about that either.

While I managed to defuse my confused mind, I returned my words to the bad guys.

"You want to welcome me as a guest? Isn't that too unreasonable an offer? Threaten me with a knife. I have guests!

"... don't slap the extra mouth"

The man says in an emotionless voice and puts his strength in the hand of grasping the dagger again.

Finally, the blood of the snubbed nail fell on the floor.

"Stop it! Don't hurt that person!

As the ability to think recovers, there are two outbursts of anger that cannot be contained.

I wonder how far these guys are lawless.

"You think you can just imitate like this in the middle of an inn town and just do it? There's one of us out there, and the guards are on patrol, right?

Or will the guards miss these bad guys?

No - no matter how much, you shouldn't be able to imitate such grandeur during the day.

As can be seen from the state of the guards in the morning and from words such as Michel, the soldiers at the end should not be blindly following Cycleus. Besides, where the eyes of the people of the city of lodging are, there is no way that the guards can conquer the laws of Genos.

(And yet, I can't believe just the two of us attacked us - if we were hunters by the woods, wouldn't we be able to pay back even if they were taking hostages?

The distance between Sin-Luu and the men is only two meters.

Given the habitual detached physical abilities of the hunters by the woods, it is a distance that is likely to be expected to be manageable.

Moreover, Sin-Lu was the bearer of agility that also surpassed Rau-Ray if only at speed. Though it doesn't go one step to Ai-Fa or Rudd-Lou, as hunters these days, you're supposed to be a powerful man with more than average power.

That's what I thought, and I glanced sideways at Sin-Luu - who was burning the hunter's fire in his eyes while still snugly sweating on his smooth forehead and cheeks.

(... can't you?

Chasing Sin-Lu's gaze, he stood there better thinking of himself as a Sim.

It's not even a breeze of fear for Sin-Lu, who stripped away his power as a hunter, wearing a dagger very unwrought.

(I don't know... Sin-Lu looks more overwhelmed...)

But there's no reason for a hunter by the woods to be overwhelmed by people in town or anything.

Because even Zashma, the Guardian, and Rabbis the Swordsman, whose power should not extend to the foot of the hunters by the woods.

There are only a few people in town who are no less powerful than the hunters by the woods.

When I thought about it, the chills ran through my spine.

(... No way...)

There can't be that, I shook my head hard.

"Come here, it's Asta from Fa's house. That's all you need to talk about if you obey."

It just sounds a little rushed to the man's voice.

The other one - the Sims, is silent and immovable.

"... are you sure you'll let that person go? On this occasion now?

"Shit. Just do it."

"... Okay, I get it"

I tried to step out.

Really, Sin-Lu whispers, "No."

"Stay away from them. We can't lose you, Asta."

"Yeah...... but sorry. I can't abandon Nail either."

Answering like that, Ey-Fa's appearance rises in the back of his brain.

(Sorry, Ai-Fa. I'll never give up until the end, either.... but now I just have to do this)

You can't abandon a nail.

Besides, Nail should be looking at the faces of these bad guys.

Both the front and back doors were watched by the Rudd-Loux, so that's all for sure. These guys were supposed to be two people lurking upstairs pretending to be guests.

(Then you should also be able to sue these guys as sinners in Nail's testimony. chance of reversal is somewhere)

Also, even if I didn't, I couldn't think of any other way to go but to obey the words of these evil men now.

If these guys are excess opponents in the hands of Sin-Lu, they may end up endangering Rayna-Lu as well as Nail.

"Asta......" and its Raina-Lou gives a crying voice.

I took one deep breath and then stepped out once more.

Sin-Lu moves ticklishly and a long-sleeved man intimidates it with a dagger.

"All right... get him"

The long-sleeved man nodded small and cuddled my body with his empty right arm.

It wasn't even that powerful, but instantly the dagger on my left hand is pressed against my throat.

"That will be enough. Let that man go."

"Hmm..." the man in the west snapped his arm off the nail as he rang his nose.

The nail crashes to the floor as it is.

"I can't imitate anything extra. My husband is only trying to welcome you as a guest. If you follow this very carefully, you can go back to the same life tomorrow."

None of them are persuasive, even when such words are uttered with their swords poked at them.

Sin-Lu said groaning, mindlessly burning the eye of its slice length.

"Unforgivable wicked people - if you even put one of your wounds on Asta, it will be then that I will destroy you even in your stead"

The bad guys, they didn't answer.

However, the slouch reaches out to the nostalgia and pulls out some stinking sticky cloth.

"Don't move," the cloth pressed from my nose to my mouth.

The cloth was soaking wet.

Some kind of ready-to-see sweet scent thrusts through the nasal cavity into the cerebral marrow.

(... Meremele's Vanilla...?

The nightmarish scene in Sung's settlement resuscitates behind his brain.

It was also quickly cloudy and my consciousness instantly dispersed.

That was the last time I could perceive - the voice of the bad guy who was holding my body back.

"Asta, it's not dangerous. Please, sift that arm for my master."

The bad guy said that in the voice of Sanjula.