Chapter 492

Chapter 492: The brand of drugs.

After playing with Naris at the tavern for a while, faces like Deane and Hilda, as well as Lyla and Maia and Safr and Miss Rica, also gather at the tavern.

The old men were starting to accumulate in the puddle and tavern.

“Ooh. You’re back in a beautiful place again today!

“Mr. Hilda, what’s wrong with that bandage?

Our girls are more or less popular, but Lyla, Hilda and Deane, who frequent men’s water for a fraction of the time, are especially worshipped by the old men.

“I didn’t do it a little south. Thanks to the Spirit Springs here. Looks fine tomorrow though. “

“Well, I hope so.”

“Sometimes the Spirit Springs don’t cure you when your eyes are crushed. I dropped off a couple of customers who were disappointed to be here.”

“Oh, there it is. I’m sorry about that. It’s not our fault.”

The old men creep. The entertaining side and the happy ones.

“Well, I was totally blinded.”

“Oh, it’s true, cutie.”

“Yeah. Your husband cured me.”

“What did you do, Andy?”

“No, see, that’s well… it’s elf territory technology. I helped.”

It’s more of a combination of sanctuary technology and breakcore moves than elf territory, but I’ll tell you that because it’s troublesome and the place where it was done isn’t wrong.

“Is there such a technology… can anyone apply that?

“Then we don’t have to say,” I can’t do it in Spiritual Springs. “

“Yes, no, no, you can’t decide on my side because it involves getting in and out of elf territory. Tell Irina or Christie.”

“Ha, is that going to be that kind of procedure”

“I feel weird about Irina being a parent.”

No, old ladies, because that’s a decent older woman who’s 150 years over.

I mean, how cheaply adorable are the old men, Irina?

“But if you’re missing your limbs or something, if you’re a little lighter… I might be able to manage something that’s hard to heal with just the Spirit Springs. For once, speak to the degree of confirmation, Uncle “

“Oh, no. Mr. Hilda was good at southern medicine, too.”

“You said you saw some old scar healing or something.”

“Well. There’s no other gut or anything, well, usually it’s not that lacking… because I can help you regenerate it. And teeth.”

“Oh, teeth.”

“That’s tough even in Spirit Springs. They don’t call it tooth decay, but it’s still broken or missing.”

“It’ll take a little while, though, because it’ll be reborn again after it’s broken. Call me if anyone is in trouble because of that.”

“Oh, thank you”

Looks like Hilda.

Olds with hands together.

“Oh, but when you’re at the polka. If my eyes heal, Andy, I’ll be following your quest for a while.”

“Hey, Andy, cut up some exploration and calm down over here.”

“Don’t be unscrupulous, I mean, it’s not one of mine. ‘Cause it is too!

“I know, really don’t take it”

Laughing old men.

Well, it’s something that’s light and liquor in there, and I guess that means I’m cheaper than tangled up in a bad clean place to talk about.

“I mean, just hold on to Mr. Hilda so he can get back to the polka properly, okay?

“We have no idea why it’s working, but it’s important that Mr. Hilda isn’t around.”

“Heh heh. That’s right, Andy. If you don’t take good care of your teacher, everyone will jerk you off.”

Mr. Hilda is also in a good mood as he tilts his whiskey watercress.

And Miss Ricca finally got involved in the conversation around there.

“Um… going exploring doesn’t mean you’re going to keep seeing me or anything”

“Hmm, now you get seizures sometimes enough, don’t you? I want medicine. – What?

“Wow, I don’t know… and, you know, I don’t really know what it’s like to want drugs”

“Well, it’s not like he’s been drunk many times… now he’ll come to the chops, but I don’t think he’ll have any weird seizures if he spends a week drinking Spirit Springs late”

“Yes… what is it? I’m scared because I’m suddenly coming… My consciousness is blurred, and my memories can be broken for a few minutes until Safr drinks me with water.”

“Really, that’s bad. But it’s okay, ’cause this Spirit Springs really works best.”

“But, hey, there are some pills. South.”

“I’ve heard of it, but that’s it, rich people fly their fortunes for drugs like that and get scampered, right? Why did you get your hands on me like that, sister?”

“Ah…”

If I looked at you as an old man with water pointed at Miss Ricca, I’d give you a little bit of a life of exhilaration, I guess it was meant to be to the extent. There’s no way I know what’s going on.

But Miss Ricca looked frightened by that gaze.

It must be unintentional for her to be forced to take drugs and to be seen as exactly the one who is now experiencing horror, getting her hands on it and breaking herself down.

But how can I argue with myself that I’m showing that ugliness in reality?

I wonder how it will look to them.

A lukewarmly flowing misconception is trying to panic Miss Ricca, who was vulnerable to a drug seizure.

I felt it in my head, and I said one thing to the old man to try to figure out the misunderstanding.

“Just kidding!!

One step faster, I’m saffled ahead.

Or the moment I opened my mouth, Safr was already grabbing the old man’s chest barn.

“Do you want Rica to use this on herself, you idiot! Rica knows she’s going to be in danger too…”

Gashan, and the pottery jock dispersed with Safr’s head.

It was Maia who slapped him. It looks like the contents were beer.

“Get your hands off me. Dragons don’t gently direct their arms to people.”

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“Ok, so!!

“If you don’t like that, leave the polka. This is where we protect. I will never let a dragon do as he pleases with his power in this town.”

“Huh… ku”

Safr reluctantly releases his hand as Maia grabs the handle of the ceramic jock and says it with a cold eye.

“That’s fine. I’m not telling you not to argue. But if you’re going to sue for violence, I’ll never forgive you.”

“… Okay, I get it”

Maia behaved in this town, pulling it seemed like she was going to thump her consciousness as a dragon once again into the saffron.

The old man, who had been grabbed by the chest barn, corrected his collar so that it could be repaired, and the momentary urgency managed to subside.

I turn my open mouth toward Miss Ricca.

“No, why did you get caught on such an outer path?

“Oh, yes… a cat beast girl who looks like a Wakeari got her parents killed by a chaser in front of me… I don’t mind staying there, but if I was sneaking around trying to get her to escape somewhere in secret, they wouldn’t work out with something that was pretty skillful… so I ended up interrupting with Safr, and I got caught while I was running away”

“I was blinded by rabbiness, and I was forced to take medication, or what? Didn’t you get rambled?

I can’t help it, I insist.

The old man who just slapped lightly looks away from me at first sight. In addition to being caught saffully, I guess I didn’t think a seemingly luxurious elf beauty was on such an adventure.

“Looks like you were going to sell us to someone else, so no harm to your body at all… just Mulan drinking more than I did… Safr, you prioritized me, but it’s so hard on me, so what’s going on by now”

“That Mulan is the kid you ran away with?

“… Yes”

“I blocked my senses with a phantom, so I think I should be able to put up with it to some extent. I think Rica’s having a seizure because the Spirit Springs water has freed up the feeling of blocking her with a phantom…”

“But when you have a seizure, do you have to give Irina and the others more priority in adjusting as well? Anyway, if it’s just Mr. Ricca, he’s coming to Polka in large numbers in the future…”

“Hey…… well, there are so many good operators in the woods that I don’t think there should be trouble with a lack of hands”

“Oh, come on, is that true? A drug addict in large numbers!?

The old man I was listening to rounds his eyes.

but the master, who had listened in silence until now, now spoke in a quiet tone.

“Angus. I know you want to avoid trouble, but what about that attitude when you have people in trouble? Polka would be a healing town.”

“So, but… if you’re sick or injured, you can’t help it, can you? But it could be insane. They’re so here, are you okay, Master?”

“It would be our adult role to be careful and be okay. You heard what I said. Andy’s not just irresponsibly bringing trouble. Still, I can’t help it, an out-of-the-way imitation was done right in front of me that anyone could see, right?

…………

“Or Angus, are you saying that Andy made a mistake? You openly ask for Mr. Hilda’s stay to cure your teeth and eyeballs, and you tell him not to do it because Andy’s trying to save people from despicable drugs is annoying to himself?

“Okay, I’m sorry…”

The old man sighs when the master tells him not to.

“Thank you, Master”

“What, I don’t want you to tell me all the ruthless things?”

The master raises his eyebrows while polishing the silver dishes.

“You just have to do it right.”

“Yeah.”

Reliable. Again, I feel like I have a lot of comforting allies.

And Safr had her head held tight by Miss Ricca.

“Thank you, Safr…. help me.”

“… that’s not what they say.”

“I’m glad you’re mad at me, and I was reliable.”

Saffle that doesn’t even have eyes, and can be cuddled.

One way or another, because of the way it looks, it is still a sister-in-law.

But for the combination of pure gratitude and clumsy snorts, it was still heart-soothing.

(cont ‘d)