When we heard from the guild in the port town of Hagerty that the Dragonslayer was on the volcanic island of Magrid, we immediately headed south by boat.
We heard that Magrid is also famous for its hot springs, so we thought that we would be able to relax and relieve our pent-up stress when we formed a party with the dragonslayer.
I had thought so, but...
I thought, "...... Dragonslayer? Who is that?"
No, why has she suddenly disappeared?
I was so surprised at this unexpected turn of events that I was holding my head in my hands.
Isn't it strange?
A heroic figure from a town directly connected to our route has gone out of his way to meet us?
Wouldn't the whole town welcome him?
It's ...... that they didn't even know it existed, let alone welcome him.
I seriously don't get it!
Oh, how can I help you? You don't look so good. ...... fyi~"
No, I'm fine. ......
That's no wonder you don't look so good,.......
This is not going to help me refresh my plan. ......
What's with that crazy sweat you're wearing?
What are you going to do when your dirty sweat soaks into my luggage?
Oh~ I'm so frustrated~?
I was feeling like scratching my head inside, but there was no way a saintly woman would behave in such an immodest manner.
I was so embarrassed that I wanted to scratch my head, but a saintly woman would never do such a thing.