Chapter 463

Chapter 463: Rica Rescue Operations 3

Safr rides Maia with me as a human body and back into the sky again.

Aim southwest, city of Sitar.

“Hey, can’t you pick up the Oscars before you go there!?

“Oscar?”

“Look, you’re supposed to be in the southern village ruins of Dark Elves!

“Oh, that half guy… why?

“If you found out where Rica is, you wouldn’t even let her leave a message!

“Oh… well, yes…”

“Besides, I’m sure you’re more used to investigating and all that!

“… I guess so.”

You seemed good at every negotiation, sure.

But I’m talking about how some guys are worse at that than Safr.

I wouldn’t be in such a hurry than I was. We’re not at war this time.

“But I don’t know if I can do much to help you, do I? Deane and the others are supposed to be operating and moving alone with Deane…”

“Still would be better than letting it go!?

“… well, fine”

Are you the only ally in the current situation if you try to make it saffle?

I’m giving you a reason, but maybe I still want someone to hold my hand with.

Let Maia change direction and land in an abandoned village in the Lake Marsh area.

“Hey, Oscar! Coming!”

“Safr, you?

Half dark elves, gleaming from the barely remaining houses in the abandoned village, looked a little surprised at Safr’s voice.

“Mr. Ricca, did you find him?

“Oh… well, I mean, they found it or haven’t found it…”

“Since then, there have been about two pairs of dragons here. It’s what I’m here for.”

“… What, you’re here!?

It was mine that surprised me.

Because Celesta was talking about not having a lot of dragon palaces. Of course, Lyla’s palace just drowned, and I don’t suppose there’s anyone else, but is it enough to show up so slightly?

“Yep, the Red Dragon and the Yellow Dragon one at a time… with each partner like someone else. I explained it properly for once.”

“… I wonder if you’re quite around there, Dragon Rider.”

“I don’t think the rumor spreads fast enough to cross the border, and I guess it means being there”

Mr. Oscar, whose waist is calm but flat. That’s surprisingly brave.

“More than that, Oscar, come with me! What is it, the city of César?

It’s Sitar, Sitar.

“Yes, there are rumors that Sitar saw Ricca in Toko. We will now…”

“Sitar? Sitar’s from that port town?

“Yes, yes.”

Mr Oscar made his expression look worse.

“… that’s the root castle of a human trafficking organization…”

I knew he knew. Is it famous around here?

“There’s a white elf in there…… that would also be Mr. Rica alone. Isn’t that good bait?”

“I knew you’d be targeted for being a white elf…”

When I squeal like that, Mr. Oscar snorts.

“Sometimes it looks good, but most importantly, because it’s the most understandable and isolated species in Celesta. Compared to other species, there is no posterior rot”

“You mean catch it and enslave it, or sell it or kill it…”

“That’s right. That’s where they saw you… No, it’s more a question of why you’re in such a place than that…”

“Think about it when you’re on the ground!

Safr pulls Mr. Oscar, who starts to think about it. Mr. Oscar is lightly rolled over with an arm that doesn’t resemble what a child looks like.

“Yes, there he is…”

“They’re already looking for his people over there! Oscar will help you, too!?

“As it were, well, that’s not a bluff… but are you still in Sitar?”

“What do you mean?

“It’s not a town that stays very long, it’s normal. It’s not as beautiful a town as a tourist attraction, nor is there anything interesting nearby… If you’re safe, or caught on the premise of selling, it’s a stone to get on a boat before it gets to the public.”

“… familiar”

“Once upon a time, I was a little on edge.”

Mr Oscar tightened his expression.

“So shall we go? … I don’t feel comfortable, but I can’t say the same at this time”

Mr. Oscar is also on board to head southwest again often.

I saw the sea in the morning, and I saw that port town.

“Over there. It’s a beautiful town to see in the distance.”

“In the long run… it’s just white”

Mr Oscar answers Safr’s words without fruit or lid.

Sure, the house is white. Most houses are painted white except on the roof.

“Why are you so white?

When I ask, Mr. Oscar answers as he hugs his toge so it doesn’t fall (I moved to his back because I can’t have a threesome on Maia’s head).

“There seemed to be a lot of visibility from offshore and to protect the building from summer heat, but mostly it’s a town measure. Sahul, just like you were happy to be white, it’s to please the tourists. No matter how bad you hear rumors, this white landscape alone makes you want to think, ‘Such rumors could be illusions'”

“… Indeed”

“It’s like a joke, but I knew I was there. People just want to walk through this white harbour town and decide they didn’t listen to all the bad reviews. I don’t think Rica, the adventurer, is.”

“Is it that dangerous? This town?”

It is never uncommon for Celesta to be a town of insecurity.

But with insecurity, it’s normal that they have their own order, and it’s not as difficult as travelers passing by if they don’t invade it.

“This place is special. The Celestan brother-in-law and common sense don’t make sense. Even if there is no reason to do anything wrong with the target, it can move from organization to organization simply because it is worth the product. Follow up with foreign contact points.”

“… true, familiar”

…………

Mr Oscar lays his eyes down silently.

I don’t know what happened…… Oh, my God, it’s rude to step in.

“Dear Andy, I’m coming down.”

“Please, don’t let them find you.”

“Fine.”

Maia slowly descends into the suburban woods.

Maia, Safr, Mr. Oscar, and me.

The four of us infiltrate the town.

“This way. That’s all you get to mark the bad guys when you come in from the front. Safr, you or Blue Dragon girlfriend, it wouldn’t be a good idea for me or you to get your eyes on it.”

“… Copy”

I am more familiar with the town of Sitar than expected.

“Can’t I blame you for letting me in from this side?

“In the first phase, though. It’s the same thing you can look at from anywhere if you stand out at all.”

“… then we need to be discreet. Mr. Oscar, there’s an Ate to look into.”

“… a little”

Behind the town, over a broken fence into the city.

“Isn’t it up to Deane to look into things?

Maia asks me strangely, but I shake my head in silence.

Apart from looking from the front, it would also be ant to use his help.

“Doesn’t it have to be easier if you hide in the phantom than that?

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Saffle pointing his mouth at him as if he were cramped.

“That’s one hand too, but it would be more efficient to listen and go around than to explore to smash a leaf”

“I don’t know… anyway, we’ll generally hear the conversation in this town…”

“The only thing that works is if there’s Mr. Ricca in this town. I see I’m not here anymore.”

Mr. Oscar runs his gaze left and right without alarm before he leaves the street.

“The sightings will be days old. If you’ve already been on the boat, Safr, your ears won’t help either. If so, we need to find out where you got on the boat.”

“Oh well… then it’s pointless to hide in the phantom and look around”

“That’s the thing…. Eh, guys, hide.”

Mr. Oscar makes us crouch in the shadows and lurk our breath himself.

Footsteps sounding in a bright white alley.

After a while. Sharon and Almeida go through in front of them.

“Hi there, there are signs you’ve been watching since you got into this town…”

“Ha. But well, I guess we’re rare”

“That’s true. I don’t like it when I feel more focused than the other kids.”

“Still riding…… yes, no, it would be Mr. Sharon’s atmosphere of nobility”

“Even now, Berga tells me he’s more warrior-sharp than he was when he was in the country.”

“It would be a difference in degree. Compared to Naris and the like, you can’t even compare the elegance.”

“That… though it may be. It’s hard to enjoy things like that.”

Passengers who gaze at two people walking in chatter are certainly not one or two.

And the two of you don’t have a weapon or anything. Were they taken away when they entered the town?

Still, I don’t think I’m going to take the back, but I was freaked out to see the atmosphere blatantly feathering around the two of us.

“There are their eyes all over town. Even the two of us. Oh, you can imagine what would happen if the elves walked alone.”

“… I see. Be caught sooner or later, or run away. You don’t have long eyes.”

We both go a long way through the atmosphere of zazzling surveillance.

“Shall we hurry? There is a familiar store. And there you will be able to slow it down a bit.”

“I asked you, Mr. Oscar”

Follow him and choose the back alley while moving around the white city.

The Sharons… well, they’ll be fine.

“You don’t go in there on your own. We start in the evening… you, Oscar.”

“Lady, it’s been a while…. This is Mr. Andy. And Mr. Maia and Mr. Safr.”

“I mean, I’ve run in all of a sudden… well, I won’t ask you for details. Nevertheless, I thought I had washed my feet.”

“I was gonna wash it.”

When I entered the shameful store, a rarely fat woman was blowing pipes in the back of the store in the dark elves.

“She’s Lady Swallow. It’s the face around here.”

“Perfume is the main ingredient. Lady, how about one?”

“I don’t want it”

“Oh.”

Maia distance herself from the vial of perfume offered by Lady Swallow to escape.

“You’re a cute but unfathomable child. Brother, your daughter… No, is that your sister? Everyone seems human except Oscar, but what… no, I still won’t ask. Oscar, tell me what you need.”

“I’m sorry, but I’ve been talking about a lot of hiding places and… and some recent white elves caught by ‘Parents’.”

“… there’s no room for free.”

The poisonous coloured lipstick shines through the lamp’s lights.

There’s such a thing as a fat dark elf… or Mr. Oscar who he really is, or something.

Think scattered as your brain is stirred (hidden) by the idyllic fragrance that drifts in the store.

“I don’t have a lot of companionship… what would you do if I told you that the city could be attacked by a dragon if something bad happened”

“… Dragon. You know the Fire Dragon War. Use that word for generations.”

“I’m one of those generations, too. Does that sound like a joke to you?

“… hun”

Lady Swallow snorts.

And then he took one key from the wall behind him and let it go towards me.

I missed it because of the dark, but caught it before Maia fell.

“Back of the store, third from the rampage. Use it nicely. And the elf story makes me go get the back. I don’t know much about you, either.”

“Thank you”

Sincerely, Mr. Oscar puts his hand on his chest.

“The dragons are coming out. The enemies and allies don’t. Because I’ve seen everything turn to ashes beautifully over and over again. I’ve been opening this shop for fifty years, and I still don’t want to ash it.”

And I stare at Mr. Oscar half-eyed as I sigh.

“I really hope you’re not lying again.”

“No, I never lied to a lady.”

… I don’t know, this tension.

Mr. Oscar feels a strange sense of certainty and courage in his soft, weak waist.

I’m starting to get a little scared right now about this guy.

(cont ‘d)