Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 313

Visquente was a normal aristocrat to the point that my concerns, which had been mindful of the possibility of pretense and deceit until the very end, were overshadowed.

is not it? Rather, compared to common sense here, that might be close to abnormal. It would be more accurate to say that he was a good nobleman.

Of course, before lunch, about 20 flying dragons started flying toward the village. Instead, after giving a bottle of wine to Abnam, who was taking time away from his duty, he was distracted by the spectacle so spectacular that he wondered if the royal family was fostering flying dragon knights with such a taste. Visquenté approached and rhymed in a satisfied tone.

“Actually, I was worried that the road for the wagons carrying additional supplies would be difficult because of yesterday’s heavy snow, but I’m so glad it turned out like a lie. God bless us.”

I thought he was here to brag, but he wasn’t. Besides, he’s sincere! I nodded in response to the aristocratic reaction that seemed like it was drawn in a painting, but he didn’t intend to end the conversation with that, so he brought up other topics and started talking. “I heard

that Orcs have very little concept of strategy and tactics. Thanks to this, it is often said that unintentionally interesting pictures are drawn. In the western region, there is a record of a single warrior defeating over 30 orcs in an open field, and that individual may have excellent military strength, but the orcs surrounded him and did not attack at the same time.”

The problem is that this guy has a knack for bringing out a really practical and terrifyingly interesting topic and making it impossible to endure without adding a choo-im-sae, unlike helmet girls who bring up art stories before battle.

“Yes? Then what the hell did you fight for?”

“It is said that they fought one-on-one, like a duel between knights. Not backing down until the last orc is left. It is clear that they had no contact with chivalry, but it was the result of their belief that they would go to the afterlife they believed in by fighting strong warriors. Personally, I think it is a very remarkable case.”

I couldn’t believe it in the crazy world, but did you really open a makgora? I forgot even to be dumbfounded by the shocking story, so I had no choice but to ask Visquente.

“Are there different species of orcs there? The guys I met here seem to be getting along just fine.”

“Haha, that’s a sharp question. In fact, in that case, both warriors and orcs belonged to the fairly extraordinary side. It’s an anecdote of a warrior who fought on the front line against orcs isolated in human territory at the end of the Green War when the Western 8 Kingdoms were changed to the 5 Kingdoms. Since they were already isolated at the end of the war, the orcs were waiting for death without a way to return to the prairie alive.”

It was a very old story, but because it was such a shocking event, it was well documented, Visquente said.

“Don’t be mean, fight bravely and go to the steppe of the sky. These are the words shouted by a warrior who fought against the orcs. The recorder is a monster with culture and intelligence, so we believe he dreamed of a kind of martyrdom. From that point of view, it’s really strange. Even if they were a bit single-minded, if they hadn’t considered humans as food, they could have had a decent relationship like other races, given that they’ve built up that level of intelligence and culture.”

The young guy is flexible even in his thinking. He is truly a rare talent. Is there a reason why the lord of Raviel sent him with confidence? I was looking at him with admiration in my heart, but Visquenté, conscious of my gaze, burst out with a shy smile. ” I

‘m sure this is an opinion that may sound funny.”

“I can’t believe it. I just admired how you see the world from so many different perspectives. There is a saying that adventurers die in order of lack of imagination. Even if adventurers everywhere could think half as much as Lord Visquente, there would be no shortage of talented people.” There wouldn’t have been.”

Then, this time, Visquente made a surprised expression, as if he hadn’t expected my reaction. Perhaps, because of that idea, other knights and nobles treated me as an eccentric. An outstanding person is very good, but in general, idiots who are tired of inertia are more common

. Because it’s real.

“That’s right. I haven’t learned much yet, so I haven’t learned much about adventurers’ anecdotes. I’ll have to look into it once this thing is sorted out.”

Look at the outstanding desire to explore regardless of status. He was such a proper guy that even the bad Eldmia and the worse Eldmia, who were looking for a chance, gave a standing ovation. Visquente pondered for a while, then changed the topic by lightly clapping his hands when he found the flying dragons leaving the adventurers and returning to the capital.

“It seems that the flying dragons have sorted things out to some extent now. If you don’t mind, would you like to go with them and help them talk? Since they are adventurers from the capital, it’s better to explain the situation with Sir Ega than to talk alone. I think it will be easy.”

“Of course it should.”

It’s been a while since I’ve met a concept person that’s as good as a Gaendal party, so what’s the point of pretending? It was convenient to go together and take care of everything at once, so I headed to the adventurers who were looking around with him.

Among the adventurers from the capital, there was no Emperor. Out of 20 people, only 15 of them had the grade, and 5 of them had the blue grade. Even at the 5th level, I was also familiar with them, so I wasn’t a guy whose skills were lacking. There were five or six guys with a bit of a lack of personality, but thanks to my notoriety, which had already spread as fast as it could, they became nice on their own.

“And a mad dog?”

“Yeah, I’m strangely lucky… Huh? is not it? If you have a guillotine, is it something to eat raw?”

I wanted to hit them in the back of the head for talking nonsense. It was a pity that there was no Gaendal party there, but to be honest, if we ran into each other here again, it would have been a surprise in itself.

“Nice to meet you, adventurers. I’m your employer, Visquente, a rank knight dispatched from the gateway city of Raviel. Matters related to adventurers have been taken over by Sir Eldmia Ega, an enemy adventurer here, so please cooperate.”

When my notoriety was combined with the chivalrous yet courteous Visquente, the adventurers acclimatized surprisingly quickly and moved to the hall. I couldn’t help but be surprised once again by the sincerity of

“I just do what I have to do.”

Anyway, while I was on duty, I had nothing to do until Asilie returned from scouting once more, so I decided to light a bonfire and stay with him.

After an hour or so, the sound of horses galloping far away in the woods caught our attention. There was some distance, but there was no blizzard, so it wasn’t too difficult to see the person on the horse with our eyesight.

“You seem to be an adventurer, but are you just passing by? The use of flying dragons is free, so you don’t have to ride a horse…” I had to burst out laughing, unlike

Visquente, who tilted his head as if he was really puzzled. It was because I was dating a female warrior who came running to me with her golden, wavy hair. I wondered why she was riding a horse alone, but it was something I could ask during my spare time anyway. I wonder if she, who has amazing physical abilities without using an aura, already recognized me

. He smiled cheerfully and waved his hand from a distance, and it already started to feel like the orc problem would be solved somehow even if no more adventurers came

. Eldmia! Somehow I thought you might be involved!”

I got up from my seat and smiled at the greeting of Ekaterina, who was wearing a slightly thinner outfit, far away from this cold winter and alone on the large warhorse I got from the previous quest.

“No, if you’ve received a request, why don’t you come riding a dragon?”

I said it as a greeting because I wanted another reason, but Yekatrina, who quickly closed the distance, flinched as if

she had stiffened for a moment. It’s dangerous to drop it if it’s flying around…”

Even the answer was strangely like an excuse, and even the bright smile that had been so bright until just now somehow became awkward as if it was convulsing.

“Yes? It’s a flying dragon that can carry loads heavier than that, so why worry about that?”

“Oh besides that! The flying dragon is chilly because it flies high!”

“No, Ekatrina is from Lovell, so she’s not very cold…”

As I was watching Ekatrina’s expression, which became clearer thanks to the following strange excuses and self-directed words, a hypothesis suddenly passed through my head. Could it be

?

“Ekatrina?”

“Huh?”

“Are you afraid of heights?”

“Mu-mu-mu-mu-mu what are you talking about! How high is Lovell’s mountain! It’s normal to run around on high places!”

Ekatrina, the owner of such courage that even a dragon would break an earthenware pot with that huge war hammer, made an excuse that she would not be eaten with a red-hot face

. Not really…

I really don’t understand.