Hey, he's going down.

　He calls out to Eric, who is blue-faced and blinded, to announce his arrival.

'....Really?　Seems to be faster than I thought, but really?

It's true.

　We are currently on the roof of a building near the theater to the northwest.

　As for how we got down, we didn't use the shield to get down, but a transition.

　We were going to descend down the shield, but it was because Eric suddenly got scared.

　He was so desperate when escaping from the rotten people that he probably didn't have time to worry about going up.

　It's true that going down is scarier than going up, though, because you can see the height better.

　Elinora sister was fine when she was going up, but as soon as she was aware of the bottom, she was no good.

　So, that's why.

　I let Eric close his eyes to fool me, and the girl who was looking at me from the royal castle shifted while she removed her gaze.

''Ground!　Or, more accurately, on top of a building.

　Eric stomped the ground with his foot several times before letting out a sigh of relief.

'That's pathetic.'

Shut up!　I didn't have to go up that high in the middle of nowhere!

No, we don't want the people downstairs to see us, and the view is better from higher ground.

Well, that didn't sound so great to me. What's this place in the northwest anyway?

　Recalling his impatient state above, Eric looks around and changes the subject.

'And it's closer down to the northwest, closer to the theatre.

　We saw the rooftops of buildings around the northwest from above, and we flew at once in transition.

　We could have gone to a narrow path near the main street, but we shifted to the rooftops of large buildings as a safety measure.

　I should say that this time we didn't take it too hard since we were transitioning with Eric. This is because I didn't have the confidence that we could safely shift to a narrow path with both of us at the same time.

　You don't want to get jostled and injured, and if that's the case, it's better to do the transition on the rooftop where there's a wide open space.

　After all, it seems that if there is contact with others, it is possible to transfer with multiple people. The magic power consumed also seems to increase in proportion to the number of people.

　So, if it's the same as the previous laws, if Eric was an adult, the magic power consumed will increase a bit more?

　It was a valuable experience, since it was rare to have the opportunity to transfer someone other than myself.

''Then let's go downstairs.''

You okay?　If you're afraid, I can hold your hand and come down with you.

I'm fine!　I can go down there by myself!

　Eric tried to go down to the roof of a building that was lower than this one, and I was angry when I tried to hold his hand.

　Eric hummed and sniffed and made his way down through the building.

　You were freaking out and sitting up earlier.

'Come on down,'

Hey, hey, I got it.

'Let's get going,' Eric hurried me downstairs too.





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"....This is the theater in the royal capital? It's pretty big.

　I looked up at the large brick-colored domed theater in front of me and let out an exclamation of admiration.

　Many people, from citizens to aristocrats, were crowding around to this theater.

　The entrance is a clean white staircase and the dome is very ornate, with lots of windows. However, I don't think the statue of a man in the middle is unnecessary.

　He looks like a man with a strong desire for self-aggrandizement. He may be the founder of this theater.

　At any rate, it was clear at a glance that the production cost more money than I had expected, so I have high hopes for the future plays.

It's costing a lot of money!

'Well, it's a theatre run by an aristocrat. It could be respectable.

　When I heard that, I understood why the theater was so gorgeous.

　So that statue of the old man is the aristocrat.

　When we entered the theater, we bought our tickets at the reception desk, which is reserved for nobles, and sat down at our assigned seats.

　The inside of the theater was naturally circular, with seats on the first, second, and third floors, and it was filled with red seats.

　The only places that were not red were the stairs and the aisles. The stage is also under preparation now, or maybe it's just a red curtain.

　I'm sure the actors and workers are busy running around behind that curtain.

　The nobleman's seat we're sitting in is upstairs in the front. Most commoners are on the first floor, and apparently you can get upstairs if you pay more money. We're surrounded by well-dressed people who are probably merchants.

　However, it seems that a commoner cannot go up to the third floor no matter how much money he or she piles up. Is that a difference in class?

　As for me, I don't think such a height is important. It may be comfortable with the service, but the third floor requires five gold coins or something.

　It's really needlessly expensive.

　Even though Eric was lamenting that he spent most of his pocket money on today's meal and upstairs fees.

　I'm fine with that because I have plenty of pocket money from the sales of Reversi and other things. I think I've already made enough money from this to last me a lifetime.

　We waited, watching as one by one, families and other citizens made their way to their seats.

　In no time at all, the seats in the theater are filled with people.

'Dad!　Now the Dragonslayer play is about to begin!'

''Yeah, that's right. The actors are cool, but I hear the real Master Nord is even cooler!'

"Really?　Then I'm going to be his wife!

"...ha ha, your future is going to be a piece of cake...

　I hear an innocent girl's voice and a dry, fatherly voice.

　Give it up, little girl, because Father Nord's only wife is Mother Erna. It's a shameful thing to break in there.

　Other noblemen have more than one wife and mistress, but we don't seem to have any.

　And the successor is Silvio, too. I'd like to have a younger brother to take care of me, or a younger sister to take care of me.

"My father is a popular guy.

It's not every day we get to slay a dragon.

How the hell did they beat him?

'I know that because I've already seen it, but that's what you'll find in the play.

Yes.

　As we were chatting about what to do, a man appeared in front of the stage curtains.

　He said a few words and stepped down to the edge, and the lights gradually went out and the curtain went up.

　At last, the Dragonslayer's play begins.

　The drapes are gone, revealing a stage illuminated by lights and the actors.

　There stood a fresh man with blond hair and blue eyes.

　He was dressed in blue, adventurer-like clothing and carried a sword at his hip.

　Is that the actor who played Father Nord?

　He's certainly handsome, but he looks a bit unreliable.

　I'm not sure if the female audience is still happy with him or not, but they are screaming yellow.

　As for me, I'm looking at the real thing and Brother Silvio, so he looks like a crackpot.

'No, your father's face is just too well adjusted, but that's a pretty enough young man, too, isn't it?

　I guess he saw the subtle look on my face and Eric whispered to me.

'Uh-huh. I know.'

　I knew the real Nord Dad was definitely cooler.

　That crackpot would have been killed by Sister Elinora at practice.

In fact, there was a young adventurer named Nord.

　The voice of a well-passed female narrator echoes through the hall.

　It must be a sound-extending magic tool, or wind magic that makes the sound fly. The voice could be heard firmly even to where I was.

　When I heard the voice of the narrator, Nord Dad - but not Pachymono - slowly walked out of the way with a brisk voice.

　It was a somewhat theatrical walk, but since this was actually a play, it couldn't be helped.

　When you see his or her signature expression, you're tempted to slap him or her as hard as you can, but you have to be patient.

　As far as I can tell from the dialogues that Pachimono delivers, he seems to be on his way out of the village and on a journey to the royal capital.

'Yes!　On a nice day like this, let's sing a song!

　Pachimono was walking normally, but when he finished introducing himself, he suddenly said something like that.

　Then some fun music started to play and Pachimono started walking around the stage, singing by himself.

　Now, this guy doesn't want to head to the royal capital.

　But as expected of a professional actor. He's got a nice singing voice.

　The pachimono moved around the stage, making graceful turns and moving with gorgeous steps.

　Her dance as if she were playing with a bird and her refreshing singing voice fascinated many of the women in the audience.

　I could hear the enraptured voices leaking from some places.

　Eventually, when the song ended, Pachimono walked away, talking swiftly.

　Then a tense sound was played and three goblins leapt out of the side of the stage hidden in the grass.

'Goblins!'

　The pachymono shouted as they pulled their swords out of their scabbards.

　Of course, real goblins don't appear on the scene; they are men with their bodies painted green. The men are all hunched over, with dirty leather armor wrapped around their waists and holding clubs in their hands.

''Giiiiii!　Giiiiiiiii!

　The strange calls and the characteristic crabby movements are very goblin-like.

　It reminded me of the goblins I've encountered with Roomba in the past. I'm sure the actors must have actually observed and studied the goblins.

　The goblins confronted the pachymono by bouncing their bodies senselessly and waggling their hands around.

　The harmonious scene was drowned out by the goblins that suddenly appeared and a sense of urgency was created on the stage.

''Well I was drinking and singing like a song, so the goblins came.

Don't even think about it, but don't say it.

　It seems to have come out of his mouth without a second thought, and he is prodded by Eric in a whisper.

　In the meantime, tense music is playing, and Pachymono and the goblins are measuring each other's pauses.

　It seems that most normal goblins don't care about the pause and just rush in, but this is a stage.

　It's a stage performance to make it more interesting. It's not just a matter of expressing something realistically.

Giiiiiiii!

　The one who moved first was still a goblin. With a strange cry, one of the goblins attacked Pachimono.

　It avoids the wildly swung club with a leisurely movement, and then flashes into its belly as if it were flowing.

''Giaauuuuuu!''

　The goblin collapsed with a pained cry. Of course, he wasn't really guessing.

　The pachymono is learning martial arts to produce authentic movements, or maybe he's learning martial arts to produce authentic movements, but the pachymono is moving beautifully.

''Ha!''

　With a short exhalation emitted by Pachimono, the attacking goblins were cut down.

　When the last one was finished, Pachimono tucked his sword back into its scabbard with a self-conscious motion.

''Feng, you're in good shape today. However, the frequency of demons is strangely high these days. I have a bad feeling about this.

　With that, the pachymono disappeared from the stage, this time walking down the street. The three goblins were rolling around on the stage, not moving in the slightest.

　At times like this, it's inevitable that you want to watch to see if the goblin actors are really not moving.


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　Then the stage changes and Pachimono arrives at the royal capital.

　He enters the adventurer's guild, marveling at the many people crowding around.

　In the large open room, many adventurers are making noise in the tavern attached to the room.

　Everyone was shouting and eating their food while holding a mug in one hand. Some of them were arm wrestling, and some were loudly shouting about it, and the hustle and bustle was all over the place.

　A small number of female adventurers mingled in the mix as well, which made my eyes water. Female adventurers are also present, although they are less numerous than their male counterparts. It may also be an advertisement that adventurers are not all men.

''...So this is the adventurer's guild of the royal capital.

　Patimono looked at the bustle in the guild and muttered as he grunted.

''You're a face I don't see around here, aren't you?''

　One of the adventurers, who had been making a lot of noise at the nearest entrance, came up to Pachimono's bottom.

　The expression on his face, with its disgusting smile, did not seem to welcome Pachimono. Perhaps it was because he was drinking ale, but his face was also red.

''If this is a temptress?''

Tempura?

　Perhaps because there is no such thing as a templar, Eric utters a unique intonation and tilts his head slightly.

　Why the emphasis on "temp"? When he remained silent, Eric seemed to lose interest and turned his gaze toward the stage again.

　It was annoying to hear him say, "Does this guy say crazy things every time........ When I get a chance, I'll take Eric on a hike in the sky.

'You're a very slender fellow by the way, aren't you? I thought it was a girl?

　The first man who got involved mocked, and the others laughed at him as he got involved.

　Pachymono tries to lightly flush the man who got involved and walk past him. He thought there was no end to dealing with this kind of person.

''What are you ignoring me for?

　However, this seemed to rub the man the wrong way, and he struck at Pachimono as he tried to walk past.

　However, the man avoided it by shifting his body, and the pachimono's foot knocked him down.

　Ha-ha, this is a technique my Nordic father often uses in practice. As soon as my wooden sword swing gets big enough, he catches my foot. Is this a coincidence?

Ha-ha, Bolus, you're getting rolled by a rookie. He's pathetic!

　With a teasing voice by one adventurer, the mockery turns from crackpot to man.

'That guy does it for what he looks like,'

'I think Bors drank too much and fell over himself, didn't he?　Uhaha!

　The humiliation of being rolled over by the newcomer who had made fun of him and being laughed at by so many made the man blush.

　Seeing this, Pachimono let out a sigh and the man struck at Pachimono again.

'You bastard!'

　Pachimono ducks it without danger.

　The adventurers around them, instead of stopping the fight that had started so abruptly, try to stir things up a bit more.

　You can even hear them betting on who will win.

　I've seen this scene before, and I thought, "I've seen this before.

Can you get out of my way?

　As the crackpot and the enraged man were about to collide near the entrance, a girl's voice could be heard from the entrance.

　The well-passing voice, which sounded like a rolling bell, stopped those in the guild.

　Suddenly, a girl with chestnut-colored hair interrupted them. Rather than that, she was just trying to enter the guild from the outside.

　The pachymonos and the man who freezes near the entrance are indeed bad. It's bad, but for this girl, she doesn't seem to have any desire to read the air at all.

　Her long, chestnut-colored hair stretches to her waist and is glossy. Strong-looking eyes that are the same color as her hair on her well-formed face. I'm not sure if she has a feminine body and is a wizard or not, but she is wearing a robe and holding a long staff in her hand.

　Now, who is this girl who suddenly appeared?

　I've been thinking about it for a while, but I've come to realize what the adventurer guy said.

'....Hey, it's Erna.

　I almost screamed out loud as soon as I heard that line.