Chapter 477

Chapter 477: Southern Island 4

Galatia, who tried to drag me away from my father, suddenly stopped when he came far enough away to lose sight of it.

It was a harbour district situated on heady terrain that originally protruded from the town, but trying to get away from it would turn back and inevitably make its way to the town.

The day was high, but the gaze of the local-like people was painful as the young girl pulled a man’s hand and stood up, devouring her teeth and starting to cry in tears.

“but galatia… hey what are you going to do…”

I’ll make you cry as much as I want…… what a cool thing to think, but not in a situation where such a nice behavior suits you.

The point is to overprotective parents, Galatia, who should have worked hard thinking of her family, developed eclampsia (kanshiku) in frustration without even allowing her to have a satisfactory conversation, and while ruining the adventure in the corner and the outcome of her efforts herself, she just ran away while hitting on me.

There’s nothing I can do at all. My father was unnecessarily angry, and the harvest that was supposed to unravel the misunderstanding and please my father was soaked in muddy water and turned into garbage, and now I have no choice but to arbitrate under the authority of a dragon.

“Woo… eh, eh… because… oh, shit…”

“Ha…”

I know what it’s like to be yelled at by a headless person on the encounter and want to rebel if you can blame me me. I’m still going to be young to the point where I haven’t forgotten that feeling. It would be a classic flow to punch someone in the eye with it if they were young.

But your father originally threw out battles and nautical charts during Galatia’s pinch.

Even Noeko would be important for a violent operation, and throwing it out lightly is not a big deal, minus that Mr. Deane was too strong. That’s all Galatia seems to care about.

It would be natural to rub your mind because that galatia had disappeared for a whole night, and it would be natural to ask what it would be like if you were friendly and mundane with my opponent in “the enemy”.

When I think about it, my father was confused and in a hurry. But children can hardly see through that kind of human odor contained in their parents’ “eye-to-eye” narratives.

I guess it just seems like the stubborn, clueless father of a shop determines everything about himself as a child’s stretch, turns high, and accuses him of not being what he wants.

But if you’re just gonna fight there, still, don’t waste your nautical charts, hey.

Let him cry and exhale remorse, and teach him a fuzzy, pleasant rapprochement where he feels comfortable… Oh, my God, it’s not the kind of thing I can get my story together beautifully anymore. At least there’s nothing left to justify on Galatia’s side.

Me and Maia sighed all together at Galatia, crying in tears and not being able to say what we were going to do.

I just realise why my female slaves, they’re all mentally old. At least nobody runs wildly just like this without thinking later.

Wait a few minutes long enough for Galatia to stop crying as she receives a strange gaze from everywhere, then quietly take her and dive into the city of Farrar.

Even if Galatia had a unprofitable fight, we’d have to do our job for now.

“Galatia, do you know a merchant who’s going to let me redeem Rabines’ treasure for now? If you don’t know, I’ll barter with the grocery merchant properly.”

Nothing. That’s okay, but it could just be a little suspicious. Though the city doesn’t care about any past or even pirates once they cross the ocean, I want to avoid the development of where they got it, what a cutlass poke at the gendarmerie.

“…… hmm. Around the northernmost corner of West Street, there are exchangers who specialize in pirates…”

“Okay.”

Go to the merchant as Galatia says.

… Earlier, a middle-aged deputy captain, such as Alan, was trying to redeem the gold with his men.

“Ah.”

“Hmm? What is this little thin…… eh, galatia!?

Look at me with a raised voice, Mr. Alan stops freaking out by acknowledging the Galatian figure next to him, just trying to be awesome for a moment.

The sailor next door hears me.

“Well, that guy over there and that little girl behind him, he looks like a piece of dark elf from yesterday.”

“Become, uh, whoa, why with Galatia…”

“Step aside. I don’t need you right now.”

Galatia still leans over to hide her red eyes and wet nose, and Maia behaves as if she hadn’t noticed, while only her body interrupts softly to block between me and Mr. Alan.

About 5 or 6 pieces of Rabines treasure in Maia’s hands with large gems that seem easy and valuable. A few houses of ordinary people would afford it, even if they were quoted.

“I’d like this to be a gold coin or a bill of lading.”

The offered fox beast merchant originally saw Mr. Alan and his children also gobble and throat.

“Ko, this is… well, well, let’s just appraise it. Well bad for your daughter, but many of these are fake. If you look closely, sometimes the base of the plating is colored glass…”

“Dude, that’s just it”

I speak out by accident.

“What, this is the one who gives you the money, right? I know more about jewellery than such a young girl…”

“Mr. Heather, if you’re going to read the market badly, it’s still time for you to stop wearing a sexy trick and make a bunch of triplets.”

Galatia points it out as she sips her nose.

“Because she’s not just a human being.”

“Is…? What are you talking about?”

“If you’re going in deep, I won’t stop you. That’s because yesterday the red whale rolled it up from the rabbiness guy.”

“… yesterday,” he said. Did Alan give you a drink and you gave him Bloody Orca?

“No, I don’t think so.”

To the eye of the fox merchant, Mr. Alan denies it with a breath that stinks of alcohol.

“I mean, that’s what you can do”

“… nazonazo. Surely Galatia would be sixteen already, involving adults in strange play…”

“It’s already seventeen! Bad merchants don’t grow up. Let me show you proof.”

“… okay, Master Andy?

“If this happens, you’re going to be suspicious if I say it by mouth… don’t damage it around you, just for a second”

“Mmm.”

When Maia walks out to the loading yard next to the store, she poses vividly.

Only for a moment, the appearance of a blue dragon that shines cool scales under the blue sky appears in the eyes with the phantom shock of shaking the brain.

“Become!?

“Wha!?

All in all, a flavor of a surprising fox merchant and Mr. Alan.

“… Yesterday, I butched Rabines and kicked all his men out. One of these days their ships will be coming to Farrar, so just make sure.”

“Yes, no… but if you know anything about magic enough to create a dragon figure in a phantom…”

“Dear Andy, can I go wild?

“No. I mean, you know better than the deputy captain who’s convincing and trembling over there.”

Mr. Alan and his men were rattling and trembling, roughly a cold sweaty but unconvincing merchant.

“Alan, you know something.”

“… well, you just told me… a flavor of the dark elf woman who got in our bloody orca, finally figured out what that bullshit strength meant…! Well, it’s a bunch of dragons.”

“No, the dragon is just this Maia and one more head. The others are just military men. No, I’m just saying, it’s more than Celesta’s night class.”

“I don’t know what that means! I bet we didn’t buy enough grudges to get todome stabbed by the Celesta guys!?

“There are complicated circumstances. I didn’t have any grudges, but I had to go to the red whale.”

“Ah, the red whale… it wasn’t Rabines’ secret weapon that did the other four ships then, it was the dragon that that rotten bastard grabbed my weakness. That dragon’s already disobeyed Rabines, and the other mutts can go back because these guys kicked them out.”

“Become, duh, what kind of flow suddenly does that happen? Yikes! I mean, why would Galatia be with something like that? You don’t know what that means. Hey!

…………

“After you got bogged down by our captain yesterday, turn around to the ship and make a fight for it. I followed you when you told me that you would definitely give me back the mon you gave me.”

Instead of Galatia, who shut up, I explain.

… I think my dad wouldn’t have had to twist it if he had encouraged me to talk like this.

“Helpless… the captain will be angry. You’re back in Bloody Orca.”

“… I’m not going back”

“Ah?”

Mr. Alan with a strange face.

Are we still wasted?

“I don’t know such a fucking jerk. Atashi, follow him…”

“Don’t make your own decisions”

I slap Galatia’s head flat with bread.

“Huh… hey, what are you doing!

“I don’t have a problem with women. He said he didn’t feel comfortable fighting with his parents.”

“Become… duh, which mouth! You look like this. You’re fucking me!

Galatia pointing to Maia. Yeah. Well, I’ve got a bunch of other guys, like Tetes and Angelos, who are younger than Galatia if they just look like them.

but.

“You’re the youngest of my women. But you’re not young enough to have such a stupid fight with your parents. If you want me to deal with you, come after the contents grow to Otona. I can’t let a woman who can’t feel like a parent get pregnant because she’s dangerous.”

Well, the female slaves aren’t all aging, either. But there are kids who come in weird fights with their parents… no, maybe a little Aurora or something suspicious.

Well, I don’t even give it a bite.

“Pregnant…”

“You weren’t going to have to be unrelated to pregnancy even though you could fuck me?

Chase up the stalling galatia with Niyaniya.

No, well, it’s not a good idea to keep things clear around here. I’m certainly an irresistible porn man, but I’m not unrestrained enough to eat unconditionally until a woman who’s not all kinds of affection or readiness.

There’s no Galatia in the range that I want to make you happy.

On the affectionate relationship, on the stand.

“If you’re like giving birth to my child, show me where you’re pregnant with me in front of your father, and come after you think you can spend the rest of your life in a meat potty by saying goodbye to your life. That’s all our female slaves can afford.”

“Eh… well, that… is…”

Just a galatia to be afraid of.

And Maia looks up like she noticed something.

“… Coming”

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“Hmm?”

What do you think? Maybe Mr. Deane rolled up his plans and came back, or something.

but my spine got cold again when I saw where it flew from, when the man giant landed at the exchange store as he rocked the ground dossssssssssssssssssssssss.

“Huh… Kuh, fuck you!

“Galatia”

Yes, it was your father.

I unwittingly shrink myself to shield Maia.

The sailors, led by Mr. Alan, already take the form of a horrible peek from outside the store, and the fox merchant keeps his mouth half-opened to watch what happens.

“What the… Oh, it doesn’t matter where or what Atashi is doing Temehe!

“… you are”

Dad doesn’t fit Galatian screams and slowly opens his hands.

Inside, a square folded nautical chart was there in a untied form.

“Ah…”

And your father carefully opens it with his big hand.

It’s supposed to be wet, seeping and yo-yo-yo. That stays all the same. It was done to the extent that seepage was also visible.

“… even though I threw it in the mud”

“Frozen”

“Eh.”

“… the mud. I made it.”

Maia shrugs and turns her face at me like she’s a little good at it. Nice. I’ll stroke you.

“Were you… going to take this back?”

“Ugh…”

“The fool.”

The expanded nautical chart, your father suddenly pulls it off and lights it with an indoor light candle, releasing it into the street.

“Oh, ahhh…… hey, what a fucking jerk!!

“It’s the same thing you just did. I don’t want it. What’s that?… What kind of impotence did you have for a piece of paper like that?

“So… give me what I got back…!

“I thought you said I could do anything. Yet you… followed them back to bring that back? How stupid is that? How many times better was it to be playing with Farrar? That’s why you’ll always be less than half a serving.”

“Hey what… that’s how you deny what people do and what’s so much fun!

“Don’t lightly weigh your dangers!!

Dad had a drink.

Vicuzzi Galatia trembles her tail, surprised, and bites her lips with regret.

Desperately overlapping prestige was about to be blown away, and it seemed to barely maintain it with two canine teeth.

“If I trade you for your safety, I’d be a nautical chart, but a ship, but this heart, but I’d give it to anyone! I don’t have to go back to the charts. How could I risk my life to take back something I just had to look into and make again! You’ll never make it for anybody again!

“… and even Dad, don’t tell me it’s that easy to give you a heart”

“I don’t know what parents are. Either way, they die leaving just enough to leave their children behind. Not the other way around. Whatever’s left of you when you die doesn’t make any sense to me. Don’t ever imitate me like this again!

…… oh.

What a clumsy, pure father.

No matter how much you love your children, how many fathers can say this out of this tone?

Not even the sweet swear words that please the child.

It’s not a beautiful sight to put up with others.

Just pierce it as a belief. Just that.

I don’t want it to seem good. I don’t want the love to return. That’s all you and I are.

Great fatherhood even before my men saw it.

Oh, I want this to happen to my kids, even my father’s freshman year.

“Ugh… so, because if it hadn’t… no… so, uhh!!

In the end, Galatia cried out again.

Dad caresses his head like a seemingly rampant eagle, waiting to calm down.

Everyone, including me and Mr. Alan, will be waiting terribly for Galatia to stop crying.

“… that’s why it’s true I saw Galatia naked but nothing else I’ve done in particular. I can return to Red Whale Island right now, so I want you to return soon.”

“… well. You saw it.”

It’s supposed to be one of those big events where my home base comes back unexpectedly, but my dad seems to only care about the fact that I saw Galatia naked, and I’m going to report back in the shadows of Maia again.

By the way, the redemption of the Rabines treasure and the purchase of food were carried smoothly like lies when my father glanced at one.

Anything Red Whale Pirates are called Authorized Pirates, and they can shake some major players in a contract that works like a quasi-navy or maritime mercenary regiment in the time of war in Lapard.

“Galatia is… pure with that. Perhaps he was going to dowry when he was seen…. when Galatia wanted it that way… you know, young?

“Uh… I already have children, female slaves… or about twenty daughter-in-law women.”

“… nuh”

“So, if possible, in the direction of thinking the dog bit me and forgetting…”

“Once upon a time, a dog I had in a red whale fort bit Galatia, so I beat him to death on the spot and Galatia cried to me.”

…………

That would be traumatic if they executed your pet in front of you.

But I guess Galatia understood me more like “even dogs don’t tolerate things that don’t stain their will” than because of Galatia cuteness…. I knew this father was clumsy.

So, will I be slapped to death?

“What, if you were forcibly depriving me of my chastity, I’d stab you wrong but I’d almost kill you, but you don’t have to be afraid of that. No, you’re right, maybe one hit won’t hit a bee.”

“Maia, hit me.”

“If you get your hands on Master Andy, I’ll kill you.”

I’ll hold back on the side. I’ll get Maia to protect me as much as she wants.

… Galatia sighed complicated as she watched it. Now, what it is against is a delicate point.

(cont ‘d)