Chapter 506

Chapter 506: # 506 redemption, and grandmother and grandson.

“Pfft.”

Some laughter leaked from somewhere, such as indulgence, to melt the frozen air. That’s from behind the Mohican man.

“Did you hear that!? He said it was a weird head!

“Buhaha! Hey, hey!

“Kids are honest!

“Terra……!

My fellow Mohican men are grinning with their bellies. Adventurers and officials in the guild also held their mouths and laughed.

The Mohican-headed adventurer proceeds with the dokadoka before Lynne, pointing to his own head.

“Whoa, lady! This is what I call a temperamental hairstyle! That’s not weird!

“Even though it’s like a hen?

“Niwa…”

My folks behind me laugh even more at Lynne’s chase. There are even those who fall on the floor and laugh. Neither the adventurers nor the officials in the guild were laughing anymore.

“Here, Lynne. Don’t be so rude.”

“… Yes. I’m sorry.”

Frey embarrasses Lynne. Seems selfish, but honest Lynne to my sister. I apologized immediately.

Arcia advances in front of the Mohican man and bows her head small.

“I’m sorry my sister said something rude.”

“Whoa…… I’m sorry you yelled at me.”

You were drained of poison by an elegant courtesy, or on the contrary, the Mohican man was frightened, and this one had his head bowed.

Arcia and Coon are out of their head one of their daughters in courtesy and behaving in a social setting. I can act like an ideal princess, doing dancing and all that.

Well, Coon, anyway, because Arcia had the purpose of being able to spend more time with her father if she could go to a social place.

A receptionist who manages to sink a laugh opens her mouth to a Mohican man who fears such an arsia.

“No more, Mr. Tiles, please don’t get tangled up in children. Even if it’s not, I’m afraid of my face.”

“I’m not scared! A normal face!

The Mohican man, called Tiles, yells back at the receptionist that way, but the people behind him, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

“I’m scared.”

“Every woman you meet runs away.”

It’s a facial murder weapon.

“Um, Kola!

I’m sure you guys are similar! and began vain rhetorical strife within his companions.

“These ladies look fine! You can’t be scared of my face!

“Yeah, I’m not scared of anything.”

“Look at that! Someone who understands! Apprentice you kids pure eyes!

To Lynne’s words, a Mohican man tells his people to be good at what he wants.

The kid said something about a man’s head being weird or a hen.

“What is it, it’s noisy”

When the Mohican men were making a noise after the day, one person appeared with Misha from the stairs. Long blonde hair, long ears. She looks like an elf woman in her twenties.

“Oh, he’s an Alliance Master.”

“Oh? You know me?

Frey held his mouth, Shit. It was Lerisha Milian, the guild master of Brunhild, who emerged.

Frey Even in a tiny future, Lerisha was Brunhild’s guild master, who kept her appearance the same as it is now because of her elves. In the future, all the children are taken care of.

“So these kids got Bloody Goat?

“Yes! Oh!? It’s gone!?

Misha was in a panic to see that the bloody goat that had been placed on the counter was gone.

“Oh, I recovered it because the counter was going to get dirty with blood,”

“… can you use a little storage magic?

“I can use it.”

He was Lerisha, who only opened his eyes for a moment, but he saw the divine beasts that the children had taken, and somehow he perceived what these children were.

“I will take you to the demolition site. Come here.”

Lerisha led the children to the room behind the guild, where they would perform the demolition of the brought warcraft, etc.

The demolition yard was lined with large knives, special scarecrows, and goth penches on one side of the wall.

There’s a large workbench in the center, and by the way, blood seeps in.

Thousands, tens of thousands of bodies. It would have been a place that had been dismantled, but it didn’t smell strange. Probably using the magic of purification or magic props.

“Can you get me out here?

As Lerisha instructed, Frey took the bloody goat out of [storage], Dozn! and put it down on the workbench.

All of the several demolition workers who were in the room peel their eyes. They are so used to warcraft being brought in by storage magic.

Anyway, there are many users in this country, starting with the king of this country, the queens, the king’s sister and cousin, the boy who recently climbed the gold rank, and the muffler. I’m a rare user.

What surprised the demolition workers was that children who were not even old enough had brought in such high-ranking warcraft.

Lerisha confirms the bloody goat placed on the workbench and then speaks to Amber and the others who follow the children like escorts.

“Lord Amber. Are these children relatives of His Majesty?

‘Um. Uh… well, I don’t mind if you think so. The License is guaranteed in the name of the Lord. “

“I see.”

Everyone in Brunhild knows that the Amber’s are the king’s summoners in this country and can also talk. All the problems were solved more than that amber said he would vouch for.

The demolition workers also look convincing like, ‘Oh, so…’

“Um, can you buy it off, please?

Something was wrong, so Yuzu and Frey asked Lerisha.

“Buying is fine. But does His Majesty know about this?

“Ugh.”

Frey’s words clog Lerisha’s question. I’m not doing anything wrong, but he’s feeling somewhat backward.

Children are those who do not exist in this day and age. Not to be too conspicuous, and because I remembered being stabbed with nails on winter nights, the Times River and my father.

“For once, let me check, are you sure?

“I don’t mind…”

Frey nods as he gave up on Relisha, who took out his smartphone. I probably put down Relisha, who started calling my father, and the Freys started talking in circles there.

“Your father found out.”

“I wonder if they’ll tell the guild to deposit it?

“Well, it’s okay. We don’t have a guild card, and we can’t deposit it originally.”

Unlike the future, in this age they are not adventurers. As a result, you shouldn’t be able to keep the gold in your guild, but your parents can ‘keep it’.

The father is sweet to his daughters, so it will probably be the mother who tells them.

Lerisha turns to the kids as she completes the call.

“Your Majesty gave me permission. We’ll buy this out here.”

Frey is heartfelt and horrified by the sneering Alliance Master sales smile. As I watered it, the amber behind me snapped at Boso and Frey.

I received a reading from “The Lord”. He told me not to waste it. And report back later on what you bought. ‘

“Ugh……”

“Huh…”

Frey and Kuhn, who were trying to run to their hobby the most, nod. The other kids aren’t so pessimistic that they wish they had some money to spend.

The luxury ingredients that Arcia is trying to buy, etc. will not rot if stored with space-time magic, so it cannot be said to be a waste, and the parents were tolerant about it.

But Frey’s weapons collection is a complete hobby, and the cost of developing the coun is out of reach. Because if you fail to develop it, it can be a whole waste.

It was very likely that what I bought could be disconnected as’ wasted ‘because of those two people.

Frey sighs loudly.

“Regardless of your father, your mother will surely say no… My plans are crazy…”

“Fine. You’re returning what you just paid for, aren’t you?

“Yes, but…”

Alice is right, it would just come in better than the food and beverage bill at the coffee shop, but that’s it, this is it.

“Is there anything else yet?

“Oh, yeah. I still have it.”

It was Frey, whose tension had completely dropped, but he took a lot of prey out of [storage] into Lerisha’s words. Because this is the time, I will also take out overdone items such as worn fur or broken fangs that you won’t be able to buy too high.

“This is… Is that the tail of Needs Heg!? Um, what about the main unit?

“Uh…… It’s ice pickled and shattered. For once…”

Pile ice pickled pieces of meat next to the workbench. It no longer holds the original shape at all.

The demolition workers, what the hell? and all the ice meat chunks were frightened to my hands.

“That’s just not it…”

“You can’t skin it. Can’t you even bone it? Do we have to treat it as meat…”

“You’re lying, it’s a waste… How much leather armor could have been formed if it hadn’t fallen apart…”

The individual Lynne, who had torn apart the words of the workers, was listening uncomfortably. Good weapons and protective equipment are made from good materials. That weapon shield will protect the lives of the adventurers.

Coming here, Lynne understood what what she did.

“Watch out next…”

“Dunmai”

Alice slaps Lynne on the shoulder. Swearing to my heart to be careful myself.

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“Ah, Father.”

The kids come out of the Adventurer Alliance. The first time Elna found me, all the kids turned to me.

“Why is your father here? Not during the party?

“I’m the only one who cut it up early because I’m worried. Looks like you got a decent cash changeover.”

“They said it was a waste.”

“Ugh…”

Lynne roars at Coon’s words. Ha, the one that didn’t become material. Well, that one… A decent guild clerk would even want to say a word.

“So? Is there anything you want to buy with that money?

“Yes! The Devil’s Sword Cutlass used by Pirate Jolly is now in the Empire of Leggles,”

“Rejected. Weapon armor type” Tagu “is stopped from Hilda.”

“I knew what!

Wow, and Frey leaning back with his head in his arms. I’m sorry. But you, aren’t you thinking about getting a weapon you didn’t get in the future or something in our time?

“Um, my development expenses…”

Yuzu and Kuhn raise their hands. Now that way? I’ll tell Leanne what she told me. [M]

“Explain in advance what you’re going to make. If it’s not so weird, I’ll allow it.”

Coon stroking down his ho chest. Unlike Hilda, Leanne is right there.

“Tosama, I want to buy a bunch of sweets”

“Treats?”

I was a little surprised by what Yoshino said. Either that or because Frey or Alice seemed like a good word.

But sweets. Though I thought the castle served proper after-dinner desserts and three-o ‘clock snacks. You’ve been eating at ‘Palent’ today, haven’t you? So you’re saying there’s something you want to eat apart from that?

“I want to take it to your school. Plug it in to everyone. I miss you too, Auntie.”

“Oh, you know…”

By “Auntie Asama” Josino I mean Fiana, the mother of cherry blossoms, not Grandma Shijiang, the god of time and space.

Only Yosino is in the same country as his grandmother in this. Frey’s grandmother is the kingdom of the Knights of Restia, and Arcia is no longer around to Leggles, Coon, Lynne and Erna.

“My grandmother Fiana was also a principal in the future” Murrow, “and we learned it together. We’re all looking out for each other… and we’d love to meet if we could.”

“I see. Hmmm……”

I think into Coon’s words. [M] Today, the children are visible to others by the power of the artifact, a demonic prop that changes their appearance.

This was a procedure to keep the kids from getting disturbed in the castle because they look too much like their mothers, but it doesn’t mean they’re keeping secrets about what’s coming from the future. I’ve already spoken to the Doctor and Elka technicians.

Just lay down where God is related and explain that it’s due to space-time magic and you’ll be fine……?

Totally in my body, that’s why I’m my stepmother, and I don’t mind telling Fiana about Yosino, but can you believe me…

“Wait a minute. Ask Cherry Blossom”

Ask your child about your parents.

I contacted cherry blossoms on my smartphone and had told them about the current situation, cherry blossoms would have come in front of me at some point. [Teleport] Have you been? What am I supposed to say, are you okay out of the party?

“It’s okay. Most of them are drunk already. Open state”

“Oh, my…”

Apparently, drunken flowers have begun to compare drinks, and the circus crews have been crushed one after the other. I knew I was glad I didn’t let the kids join me.

“So I’m talking about Mr. Fiana…”

He’s my grandson. I’d love to see you, but I don’t know if you can believe me. Like Dr. Babylon, I think you can understand if you’re familiar with magic and magic.

“Your mother is from Ferzen, the magic kingdom. I also have some understanding of space-time magic, so I don’t think it’s a problem. The problem is the other one.”

“The other one?… Ah.”

Uh… Your Majesty the Demon King, over there…

Oh well, even for that guy, Yoshino is his grandson…… I guess if I find out later, I’ll make a fuss. I don’t know if I should let him see me…

“Yoshino, what do you think of Zenoas’ grandfather?

“Uncle? That’s sweet. He buys sweets a lot. In front of me, I think it’s a little overshadowed.”

Apparently my grandson doesn’t even think of me as a wuss. But in the future, the parent idiot is alive and well, and even the grandson idiot seems to be added.

“The Demon King can stay behind. I want your mother to see this girl.”

Cherry blossoms that trump the Zupa and father. Hmm, sure. Can we do that later? I don’t know why I even bothered to call Zenoas.

“All right, then I’ll go see Mr. Fiana”

“What about sweets?

“I’m off school today, so I don’t have kids. I’ll see you next time.”

“Mm-hmm. Okay.”

Gather the children and [teleport] everyone to Mr. Fiana’s house near the school.

Mr. Fiana’s house has a large garden, making it a comfortable home to live in. As we [teleported] into the garden, Nyantaro, who was cleverly sweeping the garden, noticed us and called out.

“Nha? Princess Nha to the king. How can I help you?

Nyantaro is a cherry summoner, but he is almost like Mr. Fiana’s entourage.

I’m also in a position to lead the cats in Brunhild, so I can’t say for once that I’m one of the heads of our intelligence services. I wonder if he is cleaning the garden with an apron.

“Mother, are you there?

“Mother, I’m going shopping with Athos and the others. When it’s time to come back… oh, I’m back.”

From beyond the garden fence, Mr. Fiana came here with the same Athos, Aramis and Portos from Kett-Sea as Nyantaro. Athos and three others cleverly hold a shopping bag. Do these three people live here too? Mr. Fiana looks like a cat master.

“This is your majesty. And Farne. What about those kids? Are you a candidate for admission?

“Auntie!

“Huh?”

Yoshino runs out and hugs Mr. Fiana. Mr. Fiana, suddenly embraced, is making her eyes black and white.

“Oh, auntie!? Oh, me, you look so old!?

That seems to surprise me more to treat my aunt and grandmother than to be hugged.

Mr. Fiana has white hair, but he must have been only thirty years old. Even in this world of early marriage, does that upset me just how I treat my grandmother to a child this age?

One way or another, Fiana looks younger than she is.

“Um, what’s this…?

“Uh… it’s a long time to talk…”

I will look at Fiana with my eyes that I don’t know how to answer. [M]

“The child is Josino. Me and the king’s son. Your mother’s grandson.”

“What? What!?

Whoa!? Before I opened my mouth, the cherry blossoms were releasing a straight ball at Mr. Fiana.

“Oh, my adopted son… you mean?

Is that it? Well, I usually think so…… You won’t have such a big kid at cherry age.

“No. A real daughter. Yoshino, can you get the crown horn out?

“I can get it out. Here.”

a bit, a small silver horn extends forward from around Yosino’s ear. A testament to the Demon Kings, the Horn of the King. At least it is a testament to being brought to the Demon King, but it does not prove to be Mr. Fiana’s grandson, even if it proves to be the son of the Demon King.

Yoshino, take your badge off.

“Ah. Oh.”

Coon tells me it’s important for me too. [M] The kids are wearing badges that have been granted [Mirage] to change their appearance. Because we set it up to be ineffective, Yosino looks like a cherry blossom and at first glance is related to blood, but she looks completely different to Fiana.

Yoshino removes his badge. Fiana rounded her eyes to Yoshino, whose figure had changed, and compared the cherry blossoms in front of her to Yoshino.

“Huh? Huh? Huh!?”

Well, where did you explain it from?