Chapter 32: 32 31. Napa and Slime

There was a white and black ale store, but since there was no red ale, we decided to look for a stall a little further away.

The stall I finally found has one guest, so I stand a little distance behind it.

"The lady there"

I guess the guy is even talking to someone he knows, and when he thought so and looked at the other stalls, he was really slapped on the shoulder from the side.

Turning to the aisle side, a blue-eyed man was laughing at redheads just like himself. I don't remember that face at all.

"I'm talking to you."

"What is it?

Darya replied normally wondering if she would be asked on the road as well.

"You, alone?

"No, I have company"

"What's with you, girl?

"No, it's a man"

"It's too rude of a man to let a woman buy booze. Leave me alone, why don't we go to dinner together? Luxury."

"Fine. I don't want to keep them waiting, so excuse me."

This will be the end of the story, think so, and try to order a red ale for the stall.

At that time, he was caught crushing his left wrist from the side. It just hurts a little bit.

"Me, I felt destined for you, could you take some time to talk seriously?

"I refuse. Please let go of my hand because it hurts... or I will fight back"

"Though I think it's cute that you fight back."

With the man holding his wrist, he leaned his mouth in Darya's ear.

The smelly, raw voice of the liquor makes me sick.

"How about holding hands like this and running away from him waiting?

My body is pulled against a man's chest. I managed to stand my heel (heel) on the ground, but the cup of my hand fell and my handbag slipped off my side late as well.

Darya holds her breath, gripping her bracelet with her right hand and swinging it down diagonally.

Gatsun! And there was a noise, and it was a bright white column of ice that tore between them.

A man jumped back in surprise, with a terrible ass cake.

"Shit, you're a magician!

When the man abandoned him, he ran away as he did.

I'll say 'I'm a demon conductor' small on that back.

In the meantime, it looks like they were both unharmed, more importantly.

In front of me, an ice rolls about 80 cm on a 15 cm cylinder. The icing (freezing) ring worked pretty well for me.

"Sorry for the inconvenience"

Darya bowed her head to the stall master.

"No, no, no, you, you were cool! This way, I'm sorry I couldn't stop you earlier fool right away!

An elderly woman who was selling red ale swept her hands aside.

"Your brother's late!

Looking back, there was a man with a black cape, who picked up his handbag and stood. They came worried because it was late.

"... sorry I'm late, I shouldn't have let you go alone..."

"No, I don't know, because I'm fine!

The image of a dog with his ears flat down and depressed matches the man in front of him perfectly, and Darya panics badly.

"Um, I'm going to get the ice out of here right now."

"You can leave the ice there. Let's get to the edge over here. This cheerfulness will melt soon. Don't touch it and your clothes will get dirty."

"Excuse me......"

"Wait a minute."

Once in the back, the woman brought two of the biggest cups of red ale poured.

"Go ahead. If it tastes good, buy it next time"

"But..."

"For two today only, tasting service. Next time, come buy with your boyfriend."

"Thank you. Next time you'll come and buy with your friends."

"Well... good luck with your brother..."

It is a mystery what to say good luck to Wolfe.

Darya tried to receive the red ale and noticed that her hands were trembling, her heart was badly bucked. This is the first time I've ever known that the fear of this hand comes late.

"Excuse me, Wolf, can I have it?

"Oh, I'm so sorry..."

He noticed how Darya was doing, and with a young man with a much heavier air of depression, he goes back to the park.

"I'm so sorry, I knew I should have gone. You can't even help Darya, you disqualify the knight."

"Never mind. Doesn't it just so happen that I'm safe?"

"I made you feel scared, so you're not safe. Besides, you should have been wary of getting numbed."

"Oh, me, you never even thought about it. It was the first number of my life."

"What? Ever?

A young man asks with a badly surprised face, so he laughs at me.

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In fact, it is the first number through previous life and present life.

"Not at all, never, not at all. This is the first time a man has spoken to me outside, so I thought the power of makeup was amazing."

"Darya, on that count, I'm going to be the first one to numb you?

"Huh? Wolfe wasn't a numb, he was looking for people."

"... Is that right?

"In the meantime, let's drink this before it warms up"

Returning to the original table and toasting lightly, he finally calmed down.

Red ale is still fruity and tasty. It was cold in addition to my thoughts, and my throat was good.

"What was that earlier, an icing (freezing) ring?

"Yeah, it's a modified one. I put it diagonally so it wouldn't hit them, but it's hard to adjust."

"You could have frozen the whole thing, that guy."

"It wasn't even enough to call a guard just because they took my hand... and by the way, if you put in the ice adjustment feature well, it looks like you could use an ice sword (ice sword) or something like that"

"... can't you put that on the sword?

Wolfe's "Disease Going to the Devil's Sword" activated well, so I'll push it further to relieve the depression.

"I don't know about the sword adjustment feature, but if it's just icing (freezing), I might be able to put it on. It's just that my magic might be like," A sword with a little bit of cold. "

"If you sleep with that pillow on your summer expedition, you might want to sleep."

"Wolf, the icing (freezing) will be on the blade, so if you turn it into a pillow, your neck will be cut off"

"And I will not sin, I will rest in peace in eternal sleep..."

"I can't put it together like that!

Maybe it's time for me to get used to clinging to it, or give it up for sure.

As we speak, at some point we deviate to those who talk strangely.

By the time the red ale was finally gone, Wolfe had asked.

"I'd like to stop by the weapons store to buy a dagger on my way home, wait at a coffee shop nearby? Or is there somewhere you'd like to go in another store?

"Can't we go to the weapons store together?

"Doesn't Darya hate going to the weapons store?

"No, not at all. I wanted to see it for once. My father stopped me."

"That's surprising. If it's your father, it's more like a tour."

"Ever since I was a kid, I've been told, 'If you were obsessed and saw it, you might cut your hand off'"

"The weapons are pretty dangerous, and there are so many men, I guess as a father I got worried"

"No, I'm sorry too, so I'm reflecting..."

Darya looks far away and sees the trees behind the park. The green vibrancy of early summer smudged my eyes.

"When I was in college, I said, 'This year it's okay for me to see another arms dealer by myself!' Cause the day after I said all I could, I had a burn in the slime. Afterwards, they said, 'I will never allow you to go to the weapons store alone,' and I promised."

"Burns with slime...... oh, it's time to develop a waterproof cloth"

"Yes, I was powdering all kinds of slime, putting all kinds of drugs in and experimenting with it, but when I was trying proportions and kinds, I slept all night at dawn, mixing them with both flat hands with gloves on, not with glass bells,"

"Slime is a strong acid in the first place, so people and animals naturally dissolve."

"Yeah, just seems to have enhanced that trait. The gloves melted beautifully as I developed a liquid that was quite dissolving. But unlike Blue Slime, the Black Slime paralysis poison doesn't go away when it's powdered, your hands don't move completely paralyzed, and you have no sense of pain..."

"It's been a scary story I can predict ahead..."

Wolfe leans down and holds her forehead with her left hand.

"I decided I couldn't do this on my own, and when I told my father that something had gotten weird, he pulled me out of the bucket, potioned me, and called a carriage to send me to the temple. My hands were wrapped in sheets all the time, and even when I went, they treated me without showing me my hands, so I had no idea how the burns were."

"... Darya, that, how much did it cost to donate?

"Uh, I thought it was definitely two gold coins"

"That's not a burn. Even if I potioned you first, you probably saw the bones on your fingers."

"What?"

"What, no, because the gold coin level is a serious injury, because it's not funny!

"Seriously injured...?

It is a surprise. My father only told me 'such a burn' after asking me a few times.

"When injuries are severe, some people panic when they see their bones and blood and die as they are. So I guess Darya's father wrapped a sheet around his hand. Even knights die in slime. Well, fire, water and wind are all hard to work with, because black slime is hard to peel off if they stick together."

"What, black slime is hard to work with all the fire, water and wind and hard to peel off?

"Darya, we're not talking about that right now"

I could feel the golden eye glowing so cold. I want to put in an instant cry without joking.

"It would be hard to get out of the tower if you had that injury when you were alone, wouldn't it? You're not doing that kind of thing right now, are you?

"... I didn't"

Wolfe scolded me seriously. I was quite scared out of the ordinary.

As Dahlia heard him nod with a strange face, he put his hand on his mouth like a stiff whilst taking long precautions about the slime.

"... sorry, it wasn't about me getting mucky"

"No, I'm smudging and reflecting"

If it had been so much injury, Sakashi Father would have worried about himself.

I also felt like I could tell you not to go to the weapons store alone.

"Oh, now, I finally get it. When I talk about red armor, how can you be that very troubled face? [M] In my case, do you get nagging when you're worried..."

I feel terrible about mutual understanding and self-understanding.

But for some reason, that wasn't bad either.

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