Chapter 393: 393 Souvenir products

The wedding ring at Marius's was completed for a whole couple, and Helen's welcome party at noon was sometimes brief because there was afternoon work, so we decided to put them both together for a little extravagant celebration as a home.

Prepare three types of meat, one cooked in a simple salt pepper and soy sauce-based sauce, and one with wine and berry sauce, and of course serve alcohol. Though it seems somewhat unfortunate that the soup and bread are as usual, it would suffice to consider that they were rapidly prepared in a whole house in the woods.

He carried tables and chairs on the terrace and arranged food and booze on the table. I've had more chances to eat here, and I decided to take dinner here on a day when it hasn't rained, and I might as well get a new table.

"So here's to completing your wedding ring and celebrating Helen's welcome back!

Cheers!

To the voice of toast, the voices of Krull and Lucy were also added. Lucy rides Helen's lap and gets just heated meat without flavor. They are both in a better mood to be on their knees.

Krull says, after only sticking her neck in and having Deanna stroke her head a bit, she sits nearby and relaxes. I don't eat and drink much, but I guess I enjoy being with everyone.

Everyone is listening to a souvenir story in the capital that Helen didn't hear at noon. Mostly about my friends in the same mercenary corps.

"So, you've been quitting a few people?

"Oh. But I'm finding another job, or getting married, so..."

"Unfortunately, I'm relieved."

"Right."

Helen answers what Deanna has heard. She also went to tell her that she was safe this time, so I guess she's glad her friend is safe, her face was down during the other stories.

"Uh, yeah. I almost forgot."

In the middle of the conversation, Helen abruptly takes a seat. Lucy, who was on her knees, had already changed her place to Deanna's. He is a good boy who can take care of himself.

Once she pulled into the house, Helen came back with her back sac in her hand a little bit. It was the arrow that was pampering me when I got back.

"It's not just about souvenirs. I bought the right stuff too... but most of them were pushed to tell the story of everyone here."

The food is also reduced and on a somewhat cleaned up table, Helen takes out the contents of her back sac.

A bunch of daily necessities and things that don't.

I ask Helen about what happened to my eyes.

"What about this pot?

You won't be able to get the contents, it's sealed with skin and wax and it's big there. The majority of the reasons my back sac was pampered seems to be due to the size of this.

"Even fragrance oil. Finally, he was familiar with the noise.“ Keep it clean for yourself wherever you are. "

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"I see."

Being a mercenary doesn't change being a woman, and no matter what you do to a man, it's understandable that you want to stay as clean as possible, no matter where it is on the battlefield.

I guess it's sad. I just didn't get around to it at all with my 40-year-old O. Deanna brought it herself. Like said, "My hair is stiff, and I'm going to lose, right?" so I don't think I'll have it.

I'll ask Camilo next time.

"Even though you don't show it to anyone?

Anne reacted to my words. You don't have to hesitate because you're an empress.

"Well, you say this because you seem to have feelings for yourself. You'd better feel better, wouldn't you? It's not like I have to wear it every day, it's just when I feel like it."

When I said that, Anne replied, "Hmm" seemingly uninterested. But this is a reaction when I'm getting carried away. While you're using it.

"This amount would have strained the value there."

"There it is." Because you can get it cheap the way you keep it to yourself. ”It was on."

"Heh."

I got answers that I didn't want to hear, like I wanted to hear more about them. I guess it's better not to ask if it's us, somehow.

Then I put a collar on two that Krull and Lucy and their creature-loving friends gave me (they were both happy) and Like took the last little box left.

"Wow, heavy. What's in this?

To Like's words, Helen laughs nigga.

"What Eizo wants."

"Me?

Suddenly the story flew by, so I said surprised, Helen nodded.

"I only got about one grain, though."

Liqué opens the lid of the small box. There was a very small ore like object shining red on the cheeks.

"I hear it's called hihirokane."

To Helen's words, I realized my eyes were full of surprises.

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