Mission No.8 Warrior, rest in peace (3)
“If it’s that important, I’ll either give you a word in advance or come early and wait for you.”
Barrier destroyer Ebalt openly grumbled.
“I know for sure that my temper is dirty.”
Rin Gehorn, whose blood pressure had risen properly in her astounding red cage, made her face red and raised her voice.
“You crazy human being, what’s the point of completely destroying the barrier and replacing it with that!”
Ewald nodded his head slightly.
“Okay, let’s just move on. I heard that he was trying to block the barrier, Capoteron. It’s split, so it doesn’t matter now, does it?”
“It doesn’t matter…”
Sensing an urgent heartbeat, Lingehorn screamed,
“… Long story.”
I was deeply depressed.
It was a barrier made to keep Capoteron’s power from spilling out, so it was no longer useful as Capoteron disappeared.
However, Rin Gehon, who felt quite disgusted by the act of breaking her barrier, expressed his disgust around him, and had to hide his displeasure internally when he encountered Ebalt with destructive eyes.
“Are you sure you broke the capoteron?”
Instead, Lin Gehon, who put his doubts in his eyes, looked at Ebalt’s expression.
“If Capoteron was destroyed, it must have had tremendous power…”
“That was just a rumor.”
Ewald rubbed his ear with his little finger and opened his mouth.
“Take a look. Can you feel the capoterone?”
As Ewald said. No matter how much she focused her senses and stretched her range, Lynn Gehon couldn’t feel the capoteron.
“… Right. Guess I can’t feel it. It’s like…”
Rin Gehon, who raised her head and looked up at the sky, opened her mouth with a voice filled with emotion.
“It feels like you’ve disappeared from Middle-earth.”
Her heart felt quite tingly, but Ebalt nodded her head as he flicked the foreign object off the tip of her finger.
Since Capoteron left Middle-earth and is in the Demon Realm, it must have felt like he had disappeared from Middle-earth. Ewald scratched her head and changed her mood at Lingehorn’s words, which were both accurate and aroused a sense of guilt at the same time.
“Then let’s ask for a warp gate or something like that to Kazelheim. Or at least a location here.”
Ewald’s voice popped out, full of determination to run away quickly.
It was a problem that the fact that Theron was sent to the demon realm could be discovered if the story about Capoteron became too long.
Of course that’s difficult.
Lynn Gehon let out a sigh, a mixture of regret that her barrier had been destroyed and relief that the Capo Theron had been destroyed, and slowly nodded her head.
“You did a good job, magic swordsman of destruction.”
At Rin Gehon, who didn’t call her name until the end, Ewald looked down at her irritation and decided that it would be better to quickly run away in time to get annoyed.
“Well, that’s okay.”
Thus, Ebalt notified Lin Gehon of the completion of his mission.
“Pionir, please take care of me.”
* * *
“Has it only been two days?”
Supea nodded her head at Ewald’s question.
But Ewald had to keep tilting his head.
Thanks to Lyn Gehon kindly opening the warp gate to Kaselheim, she flew straight to Ebalt, but after checking Lafon’s face in front of her eyes, she had to have severe doubts.
In the two days that Ewald went to destroy Capoteron, Lafon grew old.
Lafon, who was not wrinkled, but was caught in haggardness beyond haggard, bowed his head while bowing to Ewald with tools in both hands.
“… Meanwhile, why is he so old?”
Unfortunately, Shupea clicked her tongue. Usbel looked around for a while to see if that was Lafon, then grabbed Ewald’s sleeve with a worried face.
“Master, Master, Lapon is gone. I’m sorry.”
“… I see.”
“I don’t know what to do with the girl as she greets me with a sloppy face.”
Ewald, who thought it would be perfect if he just buried himself in the bed and slept, carefully opened his mouth.
“… Did something happen?”
“No, it’s not like that.”
Lafon drew a smile well matured in fatigue, making his sunken eyes into a half-moon shape.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been making something, so I’m talking about it.”
“Aha!”
It dawned on her that she had asked her to make armor for Adele before leaving for Corinne’s prison.
“hahahaha, could it be that you haven’t slept since I left and have been knocking on it right now?”
“That is… I wanted to touch you a little, but I didn’t know it would be this much fun.”
“Are you a kid?”
“That is… Because it is so much fun.”
Seeing that he did not deny it and his face was so ugly, Balt smiled broadly after concluding that he had been making only that day and night since he left.
“Eh?”
He grabbed Lafon’s nape and lifted it up.
Ewald, who was quite tall, lifted it up, and Lafon, who floated up almost the length of his body, looked at Ewald with a rather embarrassed face, but Ewald growled at Lafon with a smile on his face.
“If Dvahur sees this, he will do a sword dance to eat me.”
“Ha-ha-ona, this is the part where I’m going to start having fun…”
“Before I use a sleep spell to put you to sleep, just go and get some sleep.”
“Haona… Haona…”
Baek!
“Agok!”
Ewald flew in like a swallow, struck Lafon’s back of the head nicely, and then stared blankly at Usbel’s back as he walked away.
“I slept, I slept!”
Must have stunned
Ebalt strapped Lafon, who was equipped with eyes like a goblin’s carapace, to his side, stormed into the nearest room, and gently set it down on the bed.
Lafon, who fell into a deep sleep right away in the state of fainting, started snoring cutely as soon as he lay down on the bed, and Ebalt closed the door with a slightly ridiculous smile and quickly ran out of the room.
“Okay, so.”
Ewald opened his mouth without hesitation, and Spea had to feel deep anxiety again.
When I called the kids to go break the capoteron, this man opened his mouth with just that expression and tone. Shupea, who was obsessed with such thoughts, revealed them without realizing it.
“Mister, hasn’t it been an hour since we arrived here?”
“How happy and enjoyable it is that people have work to do.”
“… Shouldn’t it have been fixed when the stomach skin was torn?”
Spare, who spat out words that were not in her mind, crossed her arms while grunting.
“So, where are you going this time, you’re this old man wearing a reverse mask.”
“Yeah… Should we go back to the main base in a while?”
Ewald grinned and tapped Shupea on the cheek lightly.
“Go back to Rotume.”
Imperial Capital Rotume?
“I have to curse at Kasper for the first time in a while.”
* * *
As soon as he woke up, Usbel, who turned the side of Lafon’s head with a snap as he searched for the tool box, smiled brightly and then had a life-and-death fight with Dvahur who hugged Lafon, who passed out. Sat down
“If the child doesn’t sleep, isn’t it the parent’s heart to want to put her to sleep like that?”
“What are you talking about, I’m going to tear you to pieces…”
Cheer.
“… Mr. Ewald, who will be torn to death.”
It’s a respectful word, but it makes me feel strangely bad. As she thought about robbing her warehouse, Balt patted Usbel’s head while laughing.
“By the way, are your household conditions much better, Dvahur?”
Dvahur cleared his throat for no reason and looked into the distance avoiding Ewald’s gaze.
In this situation, it was clear that the warehouse would be robbed if he made a useless bluff, so Dvahur opened his mouth with a shy and shy voice.
“I’m making things one by one that I couldn’t make because I didn’t have the materials. To be honest…”
Dva Hour, who seemed to have blushed strangely, let out another clearing of his throat.
“Every day is like a festival.”
“That would be nice.”
“Uhm, what a good thing about that…”
“What?”
“… I love it.”
Dvahur, who had stroked his beard until it was dry and worn out, glanced at Lafon lying on the bed and sighed heavily.
“Everything is fine, but what are you going to do with Ohisa-sama?”
Dva Hur, with quite serious eyes, fixed his gaze on Lafon and opened his mouth like that.
“Why are you asking me that? Am I Ohisa-sama’s guardian?”
“… If I ask you this question, who would I ask?”
“What do you mean?”
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After briefly moving his sharp eyes to Ewald, Dvahur turned his gaze back to Lafon.
Following that gaze, Ewald briefly glanced at Lafon and scratched his cheek slightly.
“Ohisa-sama is cute, but I’m not in a position to date anywhere.”
“I will kill you!”
Ewald gave a mischievous laugh to Dvahur who grabbed the axe.
“I’m kidding, you bastard.”
“I’m not kidding!”
“… Which part?”
Are you taking what I said about dating seriously? However, unlike Ewald’s useless worries, Dvahur’s deep sigh came out once again.
“He is still young, but he is Ohisa.”
A voice that seemed somehow lost in memories started from Dvahur.
“As you know from seeing him, he is very dexterous enough to make Kamache by himself and has a very strong will to learn the technique.”
Considering that Balt did not come out of his alcove to make armor as soon as he left, it seems like enough.
So, Ewald quietly nodded his head, and with a sigh that I don’t know how many times, Dvahur continued to speak.
“But the burden of Ohisa must be very heavy.”
“Looking at how you talk with your tongue twisted when you’re drunk, I think it’s just like that.”
This time Dva Hur nodded his head.
“At the time, to be honest, I was very surprised. I didn’t know he was thinking that way.”
Ewald scratched his head.
“But why are you telling me that?”
“… I just shut up thinking it was just talking to myself.”
“There is no case where you vocalize yourself so loudly that you talk to yourself…”
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“… I get it. Shut up and listen.”
Dvahur, who gritted his teeth, had a slightly softened expression.
“Is it Rotuma? He was told he was going back to that imperial capital.”
“Do I have to answer?”
“Shut up.”
“What, man! Just ask for one!”
Ewald crossed his arms with a face asking if it would be okay if he spoke to himself a little more like he was talking to himself.
I wanted to cross his legs too, but Balt’s 190cm tall body was too painful to cross his legs in a chair made for dwarves.
“Anyway, if Ohisa gets up, she will definitely threaten me to follow you.”
“Are you going to threaten me too?”
And the actual victim is Ewald.
Thought of him the same Jidvahur only sighed, but he did not intimidate Ewald.
“Take out some of Ohisa-sama’s heart.”
Dvahur, who suddenly said such a thing, turned his head slightly and looked at Ewald.
“… I don’t think it’s a request to dry it?”
I didn’t know what he was talking about, but Ewald, who roughly grasped the nuance, sighed instead of answering.
“That bothers me a little too. I take it with me. It’s no big deal, but I don’t think it’ll always be safe. You know, but even if you look at it like this, it’s a special unit, so there are many things to do around the battlefield, and there are many dangerous things like this time.”
“… Know.”
It was only when he first met Lafon in Kaselheim that he had no choice but to wear it in order to escape, but Ewald scratched his head, thinking that if the dwarves were entrusting it officially, the attitude towards Lafon would have to change.
“So please, I hope that Ohisa-nim will expand her knowledge of the world and take care of her in the safest possible way.”
“… Is that so?”
Ewald hissed and let go of his arms.
“I get it.”
With that, Ebalt put his hands on the back of his head, clasped them together, and nodded slowly.
“I’ll try everything I can.”
“Of course!”
Ewald tried to lose his temper, asking why he said “Of course” So harshly, but Dvahur’s ferocious face spewed fire faster than that.
“There is no engagement!”
“Shut up, you bastard!”