143 141 Entrance to Ulmut (2/2)
”Ugh...”
The guy's freaking out and cramping, reversing blood and all sorts of stuff, but he deserves it, doesn't he? I tried to hit a girl who wasn't even this old. You just don't get slashed, do you?
But some of them don't either.
”Hey, Burrus! Are you all right!”
”What the fuck did you do to Burrus, you little brat!
”Hey, isn't that too much!
It seems to be the name Burrus, the fellow men who are still not squatting on the ground. What he tried to do also comes up on the shelf, yelling at Fran with his mouth.
Apparently, they're all drunk. Her face is bright red. I also found out why Burrus was too short-tempered. But I can't forgive you for being drunk.
The men who had unleashed their weapons were blown away at the next moment and rolled to the ground just like Burrus.
”Wow.”
”Hey.”
We'll do it ourselves. Oh, my God, the diagram of the four men gauging is so dirty. The people in line also distance themselves from the four and look at them with disgusting eyes.
I'm sorry. We were the first ones to make a fight.
Um, should I clean it up somewhere? If I was worried, an old man came near me.
”Hey, you're strong.”
An aristocratic-style Dada man with all-back gray hair and accumulated white jawbeard, who would be over 60 years old but with a very even figure, made him feel his strength as a warrior. The clothes worn are also subtly embroidered, and the luxury and goods live together.
Even so, I didn't expect Nico to talk to me in this situation. Either you have so much liver sitting around or you can't read the air.
”My name is Diaz. And you?”
”Fran.”
”Are you an adventurer?
”Mmm.”
”I see. Cute and strong, this is promising for the future.”
Hmm. Who is this old man? I don't feel hostile, and I'm not gazing at you like I'm taking a price step.
Sounds aristocratic, but I didn't name my family earlier. Aren't you noble or too famous to be named?
It was when I tried to appraise him, I saw soldiers rushing from the gate.
”Hey there kid!
Quite a sword screen. Apparently, it's not just an excuse that it's self-defense. I wish the people around me would testify......
When Fran turned his gaze to the merchant-style men lining up front and back, he was distracted from Hui. He doesn't want to get involved in trouble.
”Totally. Trouble.”
”Even though I'm busy.”
”Do you want to talk to me in the jar for now?”
”Ooh, follow me”
I've been in line for an hour. This would suck if we rearranged again.
And these soldiers, they have a bad attitude. My eyes on Fran are cold. It doesn't seem strange to get stuck in a barn without even listening to me like this.
More than that, what about the men who still fall asleep? These soldiers, they're trying to take only Fran with four left unattended. Why not?
But there's no reason to run. It was Fran who had no choice but to get there, but Diaz was stopping it.
”Wait a minute. She's not bad.”
”Yeah? Who are you?
A soldier stares at Diaz with a great attitude.
”Is this one boring again?
That's what I thought...
”Ko, this is Dear Diaz!
”What are you doing in a place like this?
”No, you just happened to walk through here.”
This old man, he was a pretty powerful man. Maybe he's really aristocratic.
”Was it”
”Again, she's not bad. The guys rolling there all over are bad. If you want to take them, that's them. I'm sorry it gets dirty, but I need you to take them. Right?”
”Ha ha!
Wow. You know what? These soldiers, they had trouble carrying four dirty adult men, and they were only trying to take Fran. Maybe Fran had been made to be really bad. Thank you, Diaz.
The soldiers stood the men up in a great panic and pulled away.
”Thanks”
”You're welcome, because I just wanted to prevent a promising adventurer like you from getting caught up in something less dramatic.”
”Why?”
”Hehe. It's time for me to go. Okay, I'll see you later, okay?
Diaz left behind a profound word and left in a refreshing manner. What the hell is that? Well, he said later or something, and you know what I mean when I get into Ulmut?
”Free time”
”Right.”
Though it's still going to take some time to get into Ulmut.
”Oh, I forgot to appraise Diaz”