Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

"You're hit.

Hartz said bitterly.

The camp that Zest and the others put up last night has been cleanly withdrawn and has lost its traces.

In contrast to Hultz, Az's expression barely floats anything expressive, as it did when he met at the Silver Cup Pavilion, and he's terribly calm on the surface.

Lianya, speaking of, has a subtle expression that says something - pompous around her left cheek with her index finger.

Those cheeks were red, although they could not tell if they had been beaten or stretched.

Hartz was very concerned about what had happened, but seeing Shion, a Lotus Yama party member a little further away, sitting in his front seat with a bright red face and shrinking his body, he somehow guessed it was something he shouldn't ask.

After I managed to resist that fierce sleeper.

Lianya was desperate to wake Shion and Rhona, but there was no sign that she would wake up at all to the point where she would creep or shake, whether it was because of the sorcery she had been subjected to, or whether they were both sleeping badly.

The means taken by Lianya as a last resort was to twitch or shrug the hand on the side where Zion was holding him to say that he would tickle Zion's body.

Locally, I felt like I just had a hand around my chest, Lianya, but I can't help but ask Theon where I actually rubbed it.

Anyway, I often rub a kind of soft feel.

To that disturbing feeling, Scion awoke half asleep, waking his head to check the situation.

My complexion began to stain red as my consciousness became clear when I noticed my posture and apparently my body was being wandered.

When the fist was squeezed, Lianya thought, "I'm not bad."

It shouldn't be bad, but I also understood that you would need to take it spoiled enough to get one shot in the situation.

While I wished my teeth or bones didn't break, Lianya, who was looking at her shaken fist, was pulled to the side where Rhona was holding her for a long time, and then felt a mild impact on her cheek, her feathers rolling down to the edge of the tent with the crap held by Rhona.

A blow is letting your body escape in the direction of impact, allowing you to escape a significant proportion of the damage.

They pulled it off because Rhona noticed Zion's attack and did it to reduce the damage Lianya would take with her hair all at once.

If you were that conscious, you wouldn't have wished you'd stopped Scion, but you just didn't have to be attacked properly, and you have to be thankful.

Instead, thanks to rolling with a hug, I felt all sorts of things hitting me over there, so I was going to thank you later from the bottom of my heart, Lianya.

Anyway.

I finally crawled out of my sleeping bag with my thoughts, and when I got up to myself and then went outside the tent, it seems that the other parties were attacked by magic, and only Zest's tent had disappeared beautifully while I could see people lying asleep with big letters on the ground, people snoring heavily because of the tent, people still drowsiness, and people coming out of the tent as I shook their heads.

"Running out?

"Probably."

Lianya asked briefly, and Hartz also answered briefly.

"The young dungeons of the year are shallow in hierarchy and not so large. It is normal that the strength of the demons that emerge is also weak. Still, it's common to attack in multiple parties just in case..."

"Are you saying we thought we'd be handsome on our own"

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"I guess. The treasures provided won't be a big deal either, so the only goal here will be the dungeon core. The guardians will be weak, so I think they stopped the other parties because they thought it was a quick win."

"Hmm."

In response to Lianya's careless reply, Hultz will be the face to say hi.

I can't even see Lianya's face in a hurry when she says she's been crossed.

Hartz, concerned, decided to ask.

"You can afford it. The dungeon core depends on its size, but even in a young dungeon like this, it should be worth a few dozen gold coins or so. Don't you think it's a shame?

"Nothing."

Lianya's reply was very light.

That paleness proves that Lianya really thinks so.

"If they're the only ones who can attack the dungeon, this is a helpful story. Sure, it's a shame to sell the core, but you don't have to do anything to get paid for the request."

"I agree."

It was AZ who expressed agreement with Lianya's words.

Az looks back at Hartz, who sees you with a surprised face, with a strange look at what he's surprised by.

"You get paid not to work. I could use a thank you note on that brown hair."

"That's a good idea. I think I'll write it down before they come out."

"You guys..."

Haltz is stunned by the way Lianya and Az talk freely.

No matter how young you say you are, if you were to attack one dungeon, that party would have a foil on it, and one dungeon core would reward you many times the commission.

Half genuinely worried about the two people who said they had been plundered in front of them, but didn't care at all, that Hartz was old on his mind.

But even if I was worried, I couldn't help but get an answer, so I switched my mind and Hultz says.

"What if they fail?

"" You can just retake the offense, right?

The reply came back as a hammer.

I thought so, Hultz, but I was surprised by the words of Lianya that followed.

"Even if we fail, we'll have all the exposures around Zako, so you just have to watch out for the guy who caused them to fail."

"I see, it's a very efficient opinion. I said Lenya, I agree with the rational thinking and I think it's great."

"No, no, you guys, don't you want me to help you or something?

Hartz rushes to pinch his mouth to Az and Lianya, who are intentionally in a strange part, but what are they both talking about at the same time? This guy closes his mouth with a face that says:

Lianya says in a shuddering tone to Hultz, who wonders if he is running something wrong.

"I'm sorry I got ahead of myself and wiped the ass of a guy who failed on his own?

Az nods clearly at Lianya, who says he doesn't like it.

"Not at all. I got ahead on my own, so I guess we should at least wipe it out without imitating it like we're running back."

"It would be best if you put in a single knife before you do your best."

"Right, if that's about it, you can even do one of the flowers in front of the grave"

"Before the grave... are you taking the body home? I don't want any trouble."

"So is that... if you disappear with me when the dungeon is extinguished, is there no trouble?"

"I don't know about you guys..."

Hartz, who, to put it too much, only comes out sighing through the shadows.

Az and Lianya, who were unwilling to go along with it, were beginning to give instructions to each party to prepare breakfast because there was no rush.

"Is that okay?

Lorna whispers to Lianya because Zion is still in the front seat on the red.

Plus Lianya nodding to Eagle Deep Fried.

"If you're saying it's not that big of a dungeon, if you wait until around lunch, if you succeed or fail, somehow you'll see the results?

It's more breakfast than that, and handily breaks the firewood into fine pieces, and Lianya lights the fire, then lights the cookware that resembles a frying pan, removed from the inventory.

Whisk slightly oil and lay two pieces of slightly thickly cut bacon.

Wait for it to burn and give off a good smell, then crack what you could tell was definitely an egg and flush the contents over the frying pan.

Lianya, who believes that bacon is still better cooked until it is crunchy, puts it firmly on fire on both bacon and eggs before moving it onto the plate.

For eyeball grilling, it was Lotus Ya, a soy sauce pie, but in this world, it is still impossible to discover what belongs to the original world.

Instead, it wasn't soy sauce, but I found some fish soy sauce made from salted fish, so I could do it if I put that on it.

I suppose if you put salad and bread on this, it would be enough for breakfast, but unfortunately, the bread commonly distributed in this world is too firm to be eaten alone.

I had no choice, so it was a bit of a luxury product in this world, but I heated the milk with a little mix of salt and the soup I had received from the inn, and filled it with small crushed bread and loose seemingly, corn-looking vegetable grains there.

I tried to make it with the feeling of adding croutons to the corn soup broth, but if I tasted it, well, I could make it a edible substitute.

Serve this on a plate and add the vegetable salad to make breakfast.

The salad is served with a simple dressing made of salt, pepper and vinegar.

"Breakfast is fantastic."

Theon, who seems to have finally returned to reality, looks over the table to get his thoughts.

It's not nearly as luxurious as they say, but it's Lianya's feeling.

If I could do well with what I've been planting at the inn, it would be a better dressed meal, but all this was a problem that only time would solve.

"It would be nice to have a good meal, wouldn't it? Before it cools..."

I almost told him to eat, and Lianya was right next door, and this also kind of noticed AZ's party watching this one cancer with dried meat and bread meals in her hands that were no different from last night's.

I see that I envy this morning's breakfast that follows yesterday's dinner, and I forget to eat the meal I have in my hand and look at the Lotus Mita table.

"Neighbor, can I serve you?

"If Lianya is good, isn't it good?

"That's right, I don't disagree"

After receiving their acknowledgement, Lianya spoke to AZ.

"Don't look at me with eyes that seem to want something like that. If you want it, I'll split it it, but what do we do?

"Hmm......, do you? It smelled good, and it looked delicious, so I'd be happy if you could split it it, but can you get it for all of us?

"You can't go out of your way. You're pathetic about the guy who was removed. Um, to the old man's party too... where did the old man's party go?

There was no sign of Haltz's party around the perimeter I looked around.

"The Hults said they were going after Zest and walked into the dungeon."

Do you want to take care of it or is it dirty on the money?

It was a story of getting lost in judgment, but either way, the Harts didn't seem to have the option to say they were going to bypass Zest's party companionship.

"That's diligent again. Oh, I'll lend you the dishes, but give them back? And I'll split the soup, but the bread is in that hand. Eat the one. There's no change, so I intend to."

"Thanks for just being able to drink soup"

I thought there might be a change and the soup was multi-eyed, but it was not enough to divide it into five very adults, so I pour in more ingredients and increase the amount.

The soup we received from the inn was exhausted, so there was no denying that it felt slightly milky, but Lianya's soup was generally well received by the party members of AZ, who filled it with their own crushed bread and chopped dried meat.

Again, even with some qualities, Lianya confirmed once again that delicious and warm dishes should take precedence over anything else.

"Do you even boil pasta at noon? I have vegetables, meat, pepper and cheese, and I buy vegetables that look like tomatoes, so that's perfect."

Of course, all the ingredients prepared were tasted.

The meeting at the Silver Cup Pavilion became Keri a lot faster than I thought, so I can say that it was the result of spending the time I did around the market.

Lorna, who normally sourced four days' worth of bread and dried meat, also followed Othi, who said he had been grudged for great momentum.

"Where do you say you bring water like that from?

You can't boil pasta in half the amount of water.

And the average adventurer would never carry that amount of water while he was at work to cook on purpose.

"I have a vault. If it's water, put it in a barrel."

The deep pan on the bottom to boil the pasta is also Lianya, which I have properly purchased and brought with me.

"... I want to make a deal. I want you to get on with the story."

Seriously, when Az cut it out with a fairly realistic look, Lianya grinned.

"That's good. I'm a man of conscience for a deal. Well, what can we get out of it?