38 Your second day.

"No, you're lying."

I was screaming. [M]

Priscia looked up in surprise at my chest.

Absolutely lying. 'Cause there's no way Listeer would do anything evil.

It's a mistake.

"Heh, you sure would be lying. That's why I'll get you a pinky first."

Tell me, Mr. Rudriard, he swung up his dagger.

"Ma, wait. It's true."

Mr. Ludriard stares at a man in a hurry.

"We were originally bandits with Negijo near the southeastern valley."

Even though I didn't ask for it, the man started talking about himself.

"Even when Negijo was founded, he just found a large cave and set up there. Then, during that time, the brave Listener showed up there."

After about half a day to the east, the valley headed south on a branch road that broke up from the street. They're along the river, which is the source of water around here.

The fake dragon tribe people said they were initially evil as bandits around it.

This was also grasped by Mr. Rudriard, a patrol soldier. Lately, he said he was on guard because there were thieves leaving along the valley.

And a few days ago, in a cave that he was turning into a bandit's root castle, he said, a warrior listeer appeared.

Listeer is a celebrity. Beautiful boy face and standing. Above all, the holy sword I laid on my hips is where everyone knows.

The bandits also immediately responded by realizing that their opponent was a brave man.

But that's brave.

You think he was lightly subdued and eventually threatened by taking hostages the women and children he was taking with him?

Tsuru with the Dragon Nation, telling them to come rambling in prominence.

Bandits, but children of men.

They took women and children hostage and the bandits had no choice but to storm according to Listeir's will.

And that vanguard was a pair of red-brown-skinned men during the day, apparently the head and young head of a bandit.

The man was desperate to explain himself and Mr. Rudriard was listening to it in silence.

And I was trembling in anger.

"Nda. Is your brother mad?

Priscia hugs me anxiously. [M]

"Yeah, that's not true."

I smiled and tried to delude myself, but I wondered if I could do it well.

Priscia tilted her little neck and looked up at me.

It's a lie. What that man is saying must be a lie. It is unlikely that Listeir would force women and children to do evil to the hostages.

Louiseine shook her head anxiously when she and I gazed at the same idea.

"You don't look like you're lying to me."

But Mistral assures me.

As usual, I was looking around, but you were listening properly.

"Hmm, you're in trouble for this. I didn't sound like this guy was lying either. There is no hesitation in the words. The guy who lies talks while thinking it's gonna be a long story, so there's a difference between the truth and the lies."

"But... there's no way Listeer would do that."

"I wonder if you know a brave man or something. Well, I don't think a brave man would do that, either, but there's definitely not one in this world."

I get annoyed by the windy tricks that adults are objectifying about. [M]

It was Mistral who put his hand on my head like that and stroked me.

"Believing in people is never a bad thing. And if you don't believe me, just prove the truth."

"The truth...?

I looked up to Mistral, who caressed me gently.

The man told one story.

Mistral and Mr. Rudriard say there are no lies in the story.

But me and Luiseine both know Listea very well, and it's an incredible story.

Then we just need to find conclusive evidence that the story is a lie now.

Anyone who shows up at the bandit's Negijo says he's taking women and children hostage.

Then you're still there, aren't you? The person.

"Luiseine"

When I called Louiseine, she nodded forcefully.

"I'm on my way, but you can't just shut up and overlook it."

"Thanks"

It's a stopover, but we have to go.

To the cave of the Bandit's Negijo.

"Come on, this is our patrol job."

Mr. Rudriard, who was watching us interact, enters with a bitter smile.

"Yeah, Mr. Rudriard said it first, didn't he? This is my problem. If it's my problem, I want to fix it."

"No, no, no. There's a law in the world. There's a rule."

Mr. Ludriard in the wind with trouble scratching his head.

"Here's what you can do. We're going to investigate the bandit's castle at your request, that's fine."

That's a good idea. That's Mistral.

Mistral said softly, but with a horrible smile and signs of not saying yes or no.

If you defy me, you'll be scared, Mr. Rudriard.

"Ha, she's a really naughty daughter"

Mr. Rudriard smiled bitterly and did his best.

Mistral must also have a strong interest in this case and want to see what happens.

Anyway, these bandits were trying to be evil in the name of the Dragon Nation.

There's no way Mistral, a real dragon tribe, is silent, is there?

"Captain."

There finally, the patrol soldiers rushed in.

It's too late, gentlemen.

"Oh, you guys. Get all the guys that are falling around there."

"Hey, what happened?"

The patrol soldiers were surprised by the landscape with nearly twenty bent men down.

"What, it's not a big deal. Don't you dare take these guys. I..."

Mr. Rudriard, look at us.

"I think I'll go home and have a drink today."

"What?"

Hahaha I laughed at Mr. Ludriard, we all skipped a cold glance.

"It's already night. If it works, we'll start tomorrow."

"Shall we go home tonight too?"

As far as I'm concerned, I felt like heading over right now, but maybe this is a time for patience.

I decided to follow Mistral, who could judge things calmly, and Rudriad, who apparently admitted to accompanying me.

Is Luiseine convinced, too, or is he snorting?

"Nda. Priscia's hungry."

"Heh."

Grr, and belly ringing, Priscia.

Speaking of which, you haven't had dinner yet.

"Apparently you convinced me. Well, why don't you tell me about your room? I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

When I gave him the name of the inn, Mr. Rudriard left without helping the patrols.

Oh, man, that guy's really unmotivated.

We laughed face to face. [M]

And we leave it up to the patrols to go back to the streets.

I was worried I'd get pulled over, but I could walk away without anything.

I felt a glance at you and us.

We go back to the street, have dinner in the proper dining room, and go back to the inn.

It was my first room with a woman, but I didn't feel excited at all, rather I had a stuffy night thinking about Listeer.

Neither the women nor let the conversation play, the day went to bed early.

Priscia and Niemia fell asleep right after dinner, either because of the fatigue during the day.

But I couldn't sleep well, and I was sleepless the next morning. [M]

The next morning.

We came to pick you up as promised. Rudriad and I will make an early payment and get rid of the lodging.

Is Priscia still sleepy, or was Mistral holding her and making fun of her?

The truth is, I want Priscia to be somewhere safe, but she didn't have anyone in charge of raw hatred and babysitting.

Mistral says I'm worried and refuses to leave a message, and Louiseine says she doesn't like what she's been up to.

Oh, man, it's so hard to handle women.

I had no choice but to take Priscia with me.

And, of course, Neemia.

But honestly, it's the safest thing to keep by Mistral, isn't it?

Mr. Rudriard, who was picking me up, was baffled by the accompaniment of the child, but reluctantly convinced me that Mistral would be responsible.

And it was Mr. Rudriard alone who picked us up.

"A handful of elites would be fine."

What did he say, but how does he appreciate our power?

And if I didn't bring my own men, it would feel like all the patrols were powerless.

Mr. Rudriard was, as always, the right man.

I was wearing fine armor last night, but I'm not even wearing armor today, I usually wear it because I see it.

Except for the curse sword on his hips, he was palm.

This guy doesn't even have a water bottle.

Besides, we were loaded.

Or I'm the cause, right?

I've brought a bunch of wasted baggage, so everyone's sharing it with me.

I'm so sorry.

And we didn't properly introduce ourselves last night, so we named each other first, and we left.

Apparently, the location overheard Negijo last night, and we're following Mr. Rudriard with one hand on the map.

You had the map.

We went down the street in an irregular conversation and entered the sidewalk before noon.

And after a long walk south, a river appeared.

"Yeah, this way, maybe."

I felt a little anxiety about Rudriad as he stared at the map, but the guide was him, so let's believe him and follow him.

In the distance, the dragon forest was visible.

Naturally, even if you go all the way east, if you look south, the dragon forest is extended, right?

Not only did I hear the story, but I actually saw it, and once again I was amazed at the vastness of the dragon forest.

Take a break at lunch and move on again.

Mr. Rudriard, I knew you didn't bring lunch.

We all talked about the emergency food I brought.

Glad it only helped a little.

So after lunch, we got to where we wanted to be.

We hide in the shadows of the rocks and ask what's going on ahead.

At the end of our gaze was a cave with a big mouth open on a stepped cliff.

In front of the cave was a cauldron made of traces of firewood and stones that allowed people to ask about their lives.

Definitely, this is the Negijo the bandit was talking about.

That's when I tried to see what was going to happen.

A young man emerged from the cave.

"Ah."

I took a breath.

It was exactly Listaire herself who showed up.