Chapter 356: 356 Additive-free episode 11: A head-to-head game between bears and monkeys

"Here we go! The Great Battle of the Century! A corn thief who recklessly peeled his tusks to the Forty-second Ward challenges himself to a duel with the Forty-second Ward's Soldier of Warrior, the river fishing guild leader, Delia! How far will the challenger get at Fighter Delia, who loves absolutely invincible, energetic and hot-blooded sweets?"

Loretta, who had been suffering from anemia until this morning, is in hot condition. ... can he get back to work now?

Well, I'd like to have a lot of course. Yup.

It looks fun, and I'll let you do it.

"Now, Mr. Imelda, the commentator. What do you think of this battle?"

"It's barbaric,"

Wow! What a reckless casting!

Imelda is not interested in anything she doesn't get involved in, so she can't explain it.

"I heard that the challenger this time is a thief who sold fights to the 42nd leg, but what do you think Mr. Imelda?"

"It's barbaric,"

"On the other hand, Mr. Delia is the representative of our 42nd leg team, which is challenged by such outlaws. You seem to have enough spirit, but what do you think?"

"It's barbaric,"

Hey, isn't that explanation broken?

Tape recorders are a little more varied.

"I never thought you'd come in such a big place."

"Well, it's the current,"

I mean, Estella was laughing bitterly at us coming in droves.

It's a relief that there's plenty of space to spare and it seems unlikely that the spectators will be harmed.

The chosen site for the duel was a large prison ground.

The bare soil was trampled down, indicating that hard training was being carried out here every day.

"A soldier who watches for criminals is required to be strong enough. --not so far as Delia...hahaha."

It seems that…

Estella's soldiers are training themselves, aren't they?

The prison lies further down the road leading to the Forty-first Avenue from the lord's house, and is situated in a place that would not even be approached if you did not wish to come.

Even if a criminal escapes, the damage to the people of the domain should be minimized.

for any criminal caught in the Forty-second Ward will surely leave the alley and flee to the Forty-first Ward." I don't think it's a rather irresponsible idea that the criminal who went that way should deal with it... well, it's not my fault, and even if it causes trouble to the neighborhood, he's Ricardo. I feel no pain in my heart.

"Now! It's going to be a gong soon, as the guards, who have little time to spare, watch!"

...yes.

Basically, the 42 wards are safe.

I don't hear much about crime, and if any, it's just a quarrel between drunkards.

Besides, even if they were caught, the lenient lord would punish them lightly and let them go quickly, and the prison in the 42nd leg was always closed. ...take it down, such a useless facility. No, I'm in trouble if I don't.

"If you only indulge criminals, the Forty-two wards will become criminals' paradise."

"It's all right, sir, that there's no man in the Forty-second leg who has the reckless idea of offending Natalia."

It is recognized by the people of the domain that the chief waiter of the lord's residence is ruthless and frighteningly strong.

Come to think of it, Loretta used to say, "I'm very scared, and I'm actually a little bad at it."

Well, now...

"The commentary I gave earlier was a slap on the wrist, so this time I called in a fighting professional."

"Thank you, Natalia,"

"Now, Natalia! What do you think of this game?"

"Well, I'd like to pay attention to Mr. Delia, the head of the river fishing guild."

"Wow! You're a professional! I've been waiting for something like this! By the way, what are you paying attention to?"

"I'm very curious about how many bounces there will be during this game!"

"Where are you paying attention to?"

"Milk!"

"I know!? You don't have to say it again!"

"It's a breast!"

"Why did you say it again? You didn't have to say it!"

"It's ◎ and ★◇!"

"That's an expression that a good boy can't hear anymore!?"

"Pick the breast...?"

"Get out! Get out! There's a lot of empty prisons, so come in for a while!"

That's how it turned out. ...haha.

I guess Natalia is still scared for a guy who doesn't she?

But those who know Natalia understand her horror. ... because he's on my list of things you shouldn't really offend.

"Oh, my God! They are all disappointed. If this happens, please ask Regina, who smells bad from the beginning, for an explanation. The lower the expectations, the less disappointing they are."

"That's harsh, myself. Well, I don't deny it."

"And, Mr. Regina, do you have any questions.

"Well, what I can tell you is that you must take good care of your nails before you pick your breasts."

"Leave!"

...I don't think there will be any crime in this stupid district in the future.

"Mr. Jiro, are you all right, Mr. Delia?"

Next to me looking at the training center, Jeanette is holding hands praying.

"I'm saying I'll do it myself." I'll trust you and look after you."

"Well... I hope you won't get hurt."

A serious prayer Jeanette with her crossed fingers on the jaw.

I guess I'm the type who can't watch martial arts.

Soldiers line up to encircle the workshop, and we stand behind it.

Barbara, unencumbered, is protecting us from attack. I have no confidence in the soldiers here, though. They're all human, and I don't think they'll be able to deal with the animals.So I'm by Norma's side. Yes, I feel very relieved.

"Furthermore, the thought of a thin yukata under the overcoat gives me a feeling of delusion, too,"

"Yasilo, it's in your voice."

Really!?

All right, then.

"Wasn't he excited and dazed while watching the game?"

"What are you saying in a loud voice?"

"No, Mr. Jiro,"

"I'll keep Norma with me on the Neferry,"

"Yes, Jillo. Please fill it up a little bit."

Poura and Neferry cut in between Norma and me.

Hey! If you get away from Norma, you're more dangerous in case of emergency.

That's all right.

There's Estella here, too.

He's not as strong as Norma, apparently. dependable

"I'm looking forward to you, Estella."

"Huh!? Bo, flop me!"

Stupid!

Can you expect that from you?

You don't have enough time to feel dizzy!

"I'm in charge of Jeanette".

"I won't be in charge!? Please confess!"

... oh my gosh!

While she was doing that, Delia seemed to be all set.

He stands fully in the center of the training center with his arms stretched out.

The sky is dark, but the bright brick is bright enough around here.

Escaping from prison under cover of darkness is an impossible brightness.

"Well, Jillo," When will you find your partner?"

Barbara is still in the dungeon.

We can't get out until we're ready.

You could be harmed or run away.

Releasing and escaping have a very different impression.

Become a warm lord or a stupid lord. Even if the results are the same, the process will be important.

I don't think it's time to worry about your honor.

"Oh, it looks like it's coming out."

At Norma's words, everyone's eyes turned to him.

Trying to calm his exasperation, Norma pulls a pipe out of the valley and sets it on fire with a familiar touch.

The light purple smoke goes up into the night sky... or even when you're wearing a nightgown, there's a pipe in there!? I'm very interested to see what else there is in it☆

"Brother, be cooperative! Look at your opponent!"

Teaching comes from a sharp Loretta

... well, there's nothing interesting about Barbara.

"Is that a thief...?"

"Woman,"

Paula and Neferry exclaim at Barbara.

He must have imagined a villainous Ossan simply because of the word 'the thief.'

"That way of building muscles...is faster than physical strength. Delia, be careful."

Norma is showing expert observation.

He's also a fighter when he focuses on how to build muscles. I'm supposed to be a hardware store.

"Don't you ever go on a rampage even if you take off your fetters? Keep in mind that if you commit violence, there can be a capital punishment without trial!"

Soldiers are advising Barbara strongly.

Maybe I'm scared and shaking in my heart. My heart is pounding, isn' If they were raged by a tribe of beasts, they wouldn't be able to cope with it.

Barbara looks around, listening to the soldiers or not, without a single look on her face.

Then, as soon as he found me, he looked at me with a keenly.

He seems to be venting his frustration at taking time on me.

I understand why you want to go to the rescue of your sister... but you have to figure out where you stand. You must have been the one who squandered your time with stubborn silence.

This is an unusual step, isn't it? You know what I mean, just now.

"Barbara,"

They nail Barbara, who is about to unleash a deadly attack.

"The shortest way is to listen properly. If you face it, you'll go back to your attachment."

he said, pointing to the dungeon.

Smack your tongue with a frown and look away from me. I guess it's okay to say that you understand it.

"But you used to talk in a day,"

"A day is a product of chance. I thought it would take two days."

"Still, it's a big deal. for at first he never uttered a voice."

"Once you open your mouth, you'll be able to speak the rest. That's what humans are all about."

Whatever happens, the first step is the heaviest.

It's hard to set foot on it because I don't know what's me.

But once you step forward and see the scenery ahead, things go on like the first stagnation is a lie.

The psychology of 'one experience is not a threat' works.

In Barbara's case, she kept silent because of the obsession that "talking would take her sister away," but she changed her mind as soon as I shook her.

save one's sister by lobbying rather than silence I've shifted to that kind of thinking.

"It may have been Japlock,"

"He seems to have been deeply reflecting on himself. that he had disturbed me and you."

His negativity is deep‐rooted. I have a habit of thinking darkly.Pull yourself together, big black.

He is now a farmer who produces the best products in the 42 wards.

"Unlock me!"

Soldiers shout out loud and Barbara's fetters are removed.

I didn't notice it, but my ankles seemed to have iron-plated ankles on themselves. The ankles come off with a heavy thud.

Shaking his free arms and legs, Barbara stretches out her muscles lightly.

Look at me again and then glare at Delia.

Then, in a husky voice, he declares clearly.

"Down with you, Arsi goes to help Teresa!"

To put it bluntly, Barbara kicks the ground and closes the gap with Delia.

It's fast!?

Closer to Delia, he thrust out his fist.

"Sleep quietly!"

A thin arm whips and sticks out at Delia's side.

But instead of standing still, Delia looked down upon Barbara, and suddenly -- at a rate that could only be described as sudden -- grabbed her in the face and threw her all she could.

...I couldn't see the movement of my arms.

"Geez!"

When Barbara hits the ground, she cries anguish, but soon turns herself upside down and pricks her limbs.

Then they attack Delia again in a beastly low orbit.

As soon as Delia's gaze fell down, she jumped into the sky with a spring all over her body.

Leaving well over the tall Delia's head, he gleams at her sharp claws.

Once again, however, Delia grabbed Barbara in the face and tossed her vigorously.

was a man heavy enough to throw away with one hand?"

"d*mn it! Then!"

Barbara starts running as it lands and turns around in a low orbit.

It moves in a large arc and goes around behind Delia.

Then he slides at Delia's right foot, its Achilles tendon.

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But!

Delia was as easy as picking up a falling pebble, grabbing him by the leg as a weapon, popping him up, grabbing him in the face, and throwing him in the same spot again.

"Yuck!" exclaims Barbara, who is slapped hard on the back.

As expected, it seems to take a long time to get back in shape when it comes to the third time.

I'm breathing because I've been running at full speed since the beginning. Barbara, with her limbs thrusting like a beast of arms, violently moving her shoulders up and down.

The dripping sweat creates countless stains on the ground.

Delia, on the other hand, is standing in the same place with a relaxed expression and no change in complexion.

I haven't even moved an inch.

"Well, you,"

Delia turns to Barbara with a touch of displeasure.

"Don't move until they say, 'Start!'" How long will it take to start?"

"What about…………………………?"

Barbara's vocal cords tremble slightly deep in the throat.

There was a really short sound that all the emotions were tightly concentrated.

Barbara then turns to me as if she were looking for a place for that emotion. ...no, even if you ask me to explain it.

"...that idiot!" Are you going to stick to your 'decision' until such a time?"

Norma grips between her eyebrows.

The smoke from the flue dances.

"Norma, what's the 'decision'?"

"Oh, actually..."

Remove the ashes from the pipe, scratch the temple with the mouthpiece, and Norma begins to explain, rather difficult to say.

"Did you mention that Atashi is playing against Delia?"

Under the guise of discipline, these guys do occasional work together. I heard it.

"That's when he suddenly comes at me. before we're ready."

"Oh, is it a game? That's great!" "Pack!" ... and so on, Delia would have no qualms. with all one's might without mercy without a shred of

"That's why he knocked it in." Face each other properly, we're all ready, say, 'Start!' and then start the game."

"Well... what do you call it?" It's quite reasonable, but..."

Estella's face is twitching.

It's a twitch that can't be seen from praise like, "Delia, you've learned to follow the rules, you're great."

"You don't have to be reasonable enough to carry out such an all-out surprise attack."

"That's not it...This may have been because of Atashi's bad way of saying it..."

Norma's most troubled face, very difficult to say, was... swallowing the words he had stuck to Nod.

... Hey, tell me. Don't make a mistake. Don't look the other way. Don't stuff your pipe with new leaves.

"Do you know that a man who can keep his decision is a good one, and a man who ignores his decision is a bad one!"

Delia pointed to Barbara and said those words in place of Norma, who shut her mouth.

"... and I told them, 'You're a good guy, so I'll stick to my decision!'" --she's a good honest girl, isn't she?

Norma's distant gaze seemed to hide the words, "But you're stupid, aren't you?" Well, stupidly honest... Delia really remembers exactly what she's been told... a sense of responsibility, a sense of dependability, etc.

"Are you okay with being a scoundrel? A scoundrel can't talk about himself with confidence to his family and friends! That's sad, isn't it?"

The word family slightly distorts Barbara's face.

I can't talk to my family with confidence. I can't believe I'm making a living with the money I've robbed.

It's pretty hard for you to not be able to talk about yourself to the guy you care about most importantly, isn't it? Hey Barbara!

"If you work hard, you want to be praised, recognized, thanked, and so on."I'm so happy that I feel like I'm going to work harder, so I want to talk about myself more and more and get people to know me."

Delia takes pride in her work and in her way of life.

It's been consistent since we first met, and his pride has been his strength. I guess it's because of my parents. You seem to respect your father.

"If you try to be a good guy, all the good things will happen." I've become friends with people I've never talked to before, and I've been to a far-off district and I've been to 'banquet' and I've been to many things with people who are doing very different jobs! Oh, I'm having a great time now."

It's probably Delia's true intention.You can tell at once by looking at that face.

I see. Is Delia so happy now?

`I met some very sweet popcorn!'

Meeting popcorn must be a memorable experience for Delia.

When I couldn't buy sweets due to heavy rain and when I couldn't come to Yangdangjeong due to lack of water. Occasionally, Delia was moved to tears by the sweetness of her popcorn. It's no longer an exaggeration to say that it's a taste of memories.

Barbara also reacts to the name popcorn.

This guy came to the 42nd leg for popcorn.

Delia's face, talking about popcorn, gave me something complicated.

...I see. He's the one. You got me wrong.

When I heard about popcorn somewhere and I wanted it--mostly I wanted it to feed my sister--it was a hard corn that wasn't sweet at all, and disillusionment and disappointment turned into anger and smashed it with a knife.

Well, I didn't know popcorn, so I can't help it.

"If you don't stick to your rules, you'll become a scoundrel! Are you okay? You'll feel sick in front of your family!"

Delia becomes a girl-like crybaby as soon as she feels a burden. They must be preaching the pain of guilt when they think they've done something wrong. I'm not very good at speaking.

But it seems that Delia's clumsy but straightforward words resonate with Barbara.

Like Yaplock, Delia's words, which are easy to understand based on her real experience, seem to be conveyed more to her like Barbara, instead of forcing her to change.

"... the pain in front of my family is... well... well... well...

Such a small whisper reached my ears in the wind.

a touch of husky murmur

exchange glances with Estella in spitefully

Then, without a word, he looks at the person who has rendered distinguished service.

Delia, you've done a good job.

"Arsh, too... I want to be a proud man...!"

"Come on, then," Laughing popcorn tastes good. It's exceptional to eat with someone."

"With my sister... ...eat...."

Barbara's voice trembles.

Delia's words, conveyed with no arbitrary feelings and pure feelings, denied the world and rescued Barbara from her shell.

"Then be a good guy from now on."

"Well... well... maybe... maybe Arsi..."

"It's all right! Jiro will do something about it!"

"Hey, here!"

Can you stop throwing round all of a sudden!?

A fastball called a no-look pass is bad for your heart!

"Don't think hard. You and the guy who thinks you're the most important. If you don't lie only to these two, the rest will be all right. That's how they teach at your guild. for there are so many idiots who don't understand difficult things!"

The head of the staff says that he doesn't understand a difficult story.

Where does that confidence come from? It sounds like "the river‐fishing guild is the best, but it's the best."

"With myself... I think I'm the most important... ...if I don't lie to them... ...can I start over?"

Barbara became a honorific!?

Where did you get so touched?

No, I'm sure you said something nice.

"I can get used to it!"

So don't give it to me...

"A crime committed will disappear if it is done properly."

When I looked at Estella next door, she nodded as if there was no problem.

The lord here is the sort of guy who digs for extenuating circumstances. If you reflect on yourself, you'll be forgiven for your own punishment.

"After the punishment,"

Then look at the Genet next door.

From the flow of the conversation, we may have guessed this series of landings. He is smiling with a very happy face.

I'll teach him what such a nice fellow used to say.

"And why don't we live to the fullest in the future so that we can forgive ourselves?"

Then one day you'll be able to eat some delicious popcorn. With my dear sister.

"Ginnet, tell me."

"What...? Oh, yes."

Jeanette takes a step forward when I push her back.

Then he puts his hands together in front of his chest and tells Barbara in a clear voice.

"Confession, please.

It sounded so well to everyone that Barbara could swallow it without thinking.

A quiet passage of time allows Barbara to slowly rise to her feet as she sinks into the ground.

I lifted my face and turned towards me -- no, towards Estella next to me.

Then, once you tie your lips together, you speak with a clear clear voice.

`I'm very sorry for the inconvenience!'

a word of apology

The language was strange enough to predict that he didn't learn proper manners, but his sincerity was still firmly reflected.

A thoughtful word would have been well conveyed to Estella, a rare lord who did not care much about expressions and forms.

It has now been decided that Barbara will face minimal punishment.

"The matter has been settled,

Estella looks over here and smiles happily.

What's the matter with the innocent criminal? Are you some kind of magistrate? Say "Hit it!" once in a while you'really.

"You... no, thank you very much, too!"

Turning to Delia, Barbara bends and bows her head deeply.

"Your words echoed very much. That made me think that I should start over! Thank you very much!"

"Oh! I'm sure you'll enjoy life if you're a good guy." Do so.""Yes!"

I feel like I have a glimpse of why Delia's older sister's skin is adored.

Delia is sometimes said to be inflexible, too full of energy, a little too much of a joke, but somehow she is caring, always straight, and above all, the Omero and the river-fishing guild Ossans love her for somehow.

"Well, they're good for each other,"

"Well, yes! ...heh, I'm a little embarrassed..."

"Don't be shy! Be proud!"

"Yes!"

Barbara, facing Delia, bracing herself firmly for shamefully.

I made up my mind to look straight ahead and face the world head on. This has changed so much that I can feel it. in this instant

Delia and Barbara face each other at intervals of about three meters.

Straighten up and smile silently.

and--

"Well, "Beginning!"

"...what? Dobush!"

--Delia knocked Barbara away.

...... well, well, what!?

"Oh, my God! We'll beat you very soon!"

Delia clenched her fist and raised her guts high.

Barbara, blown away about 10 meters and sprawling on the ground.

"...what happened to him?"

"That'said he.

With a sigh, Norma, who exhales smoke from the flue, tells us, holding back his dull, painful temporal area.

"Delia... can't read the atmosphere at all."

"Ah... I know what it is,"

A heavy voice falls from Estella's mouth.

Things were now completely finished here.

Barbara changed her mind and vowed to pay for her sins and live a good life.

They then expressed their sincere gratitude to Delia for changing themselves to make them feel like that, and smiled at each other.

Normally, it ends here... ...dellia was different.

"Yasilo, you won!"

Delia is proudly sticking out her V sign.

In his mind, his thoughts -- "I was asked to fight a duel," "I'll definitely win," "My opponent attacks me before the beginning," "You understand," "You're saying a lot of things," "Oh, you stood face to face, you're great," and "Let's start a duel!" -- went smoothly without any discomfort.

You know, Delia... ...heard, that's it!

And Imelda, who was fired from the commentary first, mutters the words that fit the occasion.

"It's barbaric,"

I thought someone would react, but Paula and Neferry just stood there with a dry grin.

"No, but... it's only one counterattack against three raids... maybe Delia is still better."

Estella desperately tries to follow the people of her district, but... you've got a cramp in your face. Don't push yourself too hard.

"For now, I'll go and get some treatment."

"Well, my pharmacist," I thought there would be some injuries, so I brought it with me."

Jeanette and Regina run to Barbara, who has fallen.

Well, if you're attacked... you won't do it again.

"I'll be with you just in case."

Natalia walks slowly after the Jeanettes.

Well, I wonder if this will make me feel safe...

"So, Norma,"

Say something to Norma, who stays there and smokes a pipe.

"Re-education in Delia."

"...it's too heavy a load for you know."

Norma exhales smoke with distant eyes.

The light purple smoke vanished into the night sky.

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