392 390 Sailing and Breaking Up (1/2)
”And take this one with you”
The Beast King, who had been bowing his head for nearly a minute, handed me some bags when it was over. At first glance, it's a small dirty bag, but I can feel the magic.
”Item bag?
”Whoa. You only gave me 10 million pounds from my country, didn't you?
Ha, only 10 million? That's a hell of a scale.
”Give the hero a kiss - talk, right? I wish I could give him about 100 million. But you can't give me the money of the treasury as a king. If you do that, you'll be a dictator.”
Don't say anything surprisingly decent. I thought he was a more tyrant king, but he doesn't.
”We don't have a lot of civilians in our country in the first place. Don't let them get in a bad mood.”
The Beast King says with a bitter smile.
I hear there are as many martial arts officers as there are in the Beast Nation. Even adult visible herbivorous beasts seem to have a lot of brain muscle. But on the contrary, there are very few civilian actors?
Not to mention being an excellent civilian who can be entrusted with ministerial positions, there is only enough to count. Civilians are therefore respected in the Land of the Beasts. There are countries where martial officers look down on civilians who are not good at combat, but you don't think that's possible in the Beast Nation?
”The Beasts are full of carnivores, so the barracks are super important. The importance of the civilian who arranges it is also recognized.”
”I see.”
”Whoa, that's out of line. So, I can't give you any more thanks from the country, but I don't mind. At least it feels like it.”
”What's in there?
”It's my pocket money, not that much, but it's got to be in there about 5 million gold. Later, after a little scattering. I'm sorry.”
”Mmm.”
Yeah. I'm not surprised anymore. Five million... Ha ha. No, seriously? Five million? If I combine it with a side award for the medal or the money that sold off the Warcraft, the holdings are likely to exceed 20 million gold...
Fran still can't move! Every time I get a lot of money, I panic. I look like an idiot!
They're getting closer to sailing time while they're doing that. A captain-like figure was seen coming this way along with Gododarfa and Royce.
”Mr. Fran, I'd like you to prepare for boarding. In five minutes, I'll be sailing.”
”Okay.”
”If I had luggage, I'd bring it in.”
”No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
”Speaking of which, you were the user of space-time magic.”
And it was a sailing time in no time while I was greeting the captains. This is the last time, really. Once aboard the ship, you will leave the Chrome continent and head to the Gilbard continent.
”Miss Fran, you're going to come relax next time!
”Mmm.”
”Thank you”
”Thank God.”
After the words of the Beast King, Royce, the metastasizer, and Gododarfa, all together, bow their heads.
”Thank you for Master Chiara.”
”Salute?”
”Oops. Evolve, meet strong enemies to their satisfaction, and die on the battlefield. You've fulfilled all Master Chiara's dreams, haven't you? Besides, at the end of the day, Miss Fran, who was supposed to think like a grandson, nursed me... It's the end of envy.”
”I think so too. When I heard that the master was in the hospital bed, I thought he was dying.”
”That's what Fran got up to. Without you, Master Chiara would never have wanted to evolve or fight again.”
”Tighten your chest! You didn't let your master die! I gave you the best place to die! Master Chiara must be grateful too! My apprentice, I tell you, no doubt about it!
I also feel it's a little abusive reasoning, but it was conveyed that he was trying to inspire Fran. I guess Fran could understand that, too. With a serious face, he was nodding back to the Beast King.