Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

Who has a lot of questions

Anyway, I spent a lot of time drinking with Copson.

He's still too weak to reveal alcohol, so his face quickly grows dizzy.

"This is fucking delicious! How can it be so delicious!"

But I concentrate on eating rather than drinking whether I know it well. I'm chewing on a meat-oriented menu while robbing agary that I don't know when I can eat anymore.

What an adventurer.

Adventurers should eat when they get a chance to sleep. because I don't know when I'll starve again.

"Khh... So, what are you planning on doing with Barbarian Shack?"

"Roughly solved the problem. When we're done, we should go back to the capital."

"It's just like eating in the capital."

"There's a fucking big house there."

"Damn it, it's just starting to hurt so much. Argh! Argh! Billion! Baaaaah!!!"

Every time I see this son of a bitch floating around, it's funny. Every time I see it, I don't want to laugh.

"Uh-huh, that's fucked up. Oh, fuck you. Then stop eating."

"I'm not talking about that boat. I'm just saying I'm jealous."

"You're such an honest bastard."

"You have to be honest so you can go and live well without being knifed."

"What the hell is this son of a bitch talking about? If you live honestly, there's only one reason you get a knife."

This is my experience. If you try to deceive people maliciously or cheat dishonestly, one day you must be struck by the sword.

In fact, there are cases where the blade is cut to pieces and becomes completely porous or aerated.

Just me right now.

I've been living with all the bastards who tried to deceive me with malice. It is clear that a ton will be ridiculous, even if you only weigh a few pounds.

It was the weight of justice and futurism... my futurism became stronger as it became heavier.

- Gulp, Gulp.

"Kirch!"

Copson, who pushed the full meat down his throat with a drink, sounded it cool.

"By the way... Barbarian Shack. Did you really kill that demon? I'm asking because I think I'm gross. Did you really catch and kill that big monster?"

"Hey, hey. You saw this."

I picked out the bugal that was kicking right in the waist and developed Swordsmanship.

- Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

"Fuck this. It's the devil and the butterfly, and they're all dead. If you get caught in this, any son of a bitch will come."

"The more you look at that, the more peculiar it is. Is that an enhanced aurora?"

"Yes. It's a technology that has been upgraded from a standard aurora. Not even dizzy knights."

"Obviously... if I get hit by something like that, I'll be forced to chew the hell out of it."

Copson swept the protruding jaw-jugari and said in a serious tone.

"It wasn't me. It was me."

"The Paladin is the Paladin, of course. Even Baron? It might be a real big lord later."

"Hahaha, you won't know. Come to my territory when you become lord. I can give you what you put in the last solicitation."

This son of a bitch said I was the Baron last time, so I dropped the shovels and asked him to send a parachute greeting to the commander of the Young Army or Cityguard.

We're not others.

I can do as many favors as I want.

"Khh! I'm so happy to see you haven't forgotten my solicitation! Yes! This is the true heart of Barbarian Sheck! I'm so good and just that I can see everything!"

"Look at this son of a bitch flipping over."

"Then I'll be happy to wait until that day! You don't have to worry about my future unless Barbarian Sheck screws this up!"

"What makes a good friend? But fuck you and I'll squeeze."

Of course I do, but I have to be capable.

"No! Where is it?"

The moment Copson panics, he shouts.

"Did I forget to save the Bavarian Sheck before Alane!"

"But when I saw that, I saved you too."

In the first place, Copson asked me to go. I dragged them and saved them from being raided in the middle. But the next thing you know, you'll never forget what saved me.

"Ew..."

"So anyway. Do you have anything to do with all this?"

"Well... I'm not really scheduled. Maybe we'll go gamble with our clan members."

"No, fuck you."

I thought you were a gambler's clan, not an adventurer's clan. No, in fact, most adventurers are in gambling.

Copson's on his own.

I'm wasting a lot of money on that because I'm a crazy bunch of adventurer bastards.

"No, I'm not kidding. I'm not gambling anymore. It's not that serious because it's a hobby."

"What a jerk. The mosquitoes don't cut blood, motherfucker. I saw dozens of silver bullets in front of your fucking eyes."

"I think I'm going to puke if I think about it. I'm graduating now, of course. I'm not who I was anymore. If I didn't graduate, would I be able to carry such a clean piece of equipment? “

That's the same thing.

In the first place, I could never believe that this crazy gambler bastard was a hobby canal. Obviously I'm going to go fuck myself again and lose all the money I have.

"As always, it only works well with chicks. I thought you made this son of a bitch's clan. You were a gambler's clan."

"Khhhh, I can tell you that."

"Oh, but what I'm saying is,"

"Something?"

I remembered it.

"What exactly are those clans you created? They're your friends."

"No, well. You can call them all friends. My only true friend is the Barbarian Shack."

"Don't be a dick."

"Hmm. Anyway, this clan is actually a clan. It's just a collection of adventurers who know their faces while living in Istanbul. Of course it's my connection, but it's not sticky or anything."

It's just a partnership meeting.

"Actually, it isn't. Still, an adventurer of D class is trustworthy in his own way. I get used to working with them, so I work with them and do a lot of things next time. That's what this clan is all about. Well, it's comforting to have a group of skilled people."

"Do you have any headquarters?"

"Are you talking about gambling?"

"Crazy assholes meeting."

But there's nothing bad about getting together like that. It's best to collect the number of heads to protect your original interests.

"But stop thinking about enlisting. Fuck you. I'd rather be an adventurer and get ready to blow when I'm done."

I gave that warning while eating with Copson. Demons and pagans who have always been with warnings. And he told me everything about the monsters and the dungeons and what happened this time in Istanbul.

It's not like I can't tell this motherfucker, and I'd rather know that this world is in a state of crisis.

"This is... it feels like it's too dangerous for the world."

"It was always dangerous. So don't tell me you found the dungeon. A real monster comes out and dies."

When I was a dick adventurer, I still had little eyes on the world. But right now, my field of view has long widened.

"I'll keep that in mind... No, but what the hell? How much do the Babarians eat? I can't believe you ate so much..."

"What? Ah."

I looked at the plates stacked next to me.

Using this power a lot, the amount of food itself is now incomparable with the previous one.

"By the time I'm done eating, I'll be damned."

"It's really turning into something more than I imagined. I literally became a monster."

"Your jaw is a monster."

"No!!! Why is my jaw coming out of here!!!"

- Beep!

An angry Copson sits on a table in the palm of both hands, moving his head like a bulldozer and pretending to dig the ground with his chin.

"Oh, fuck. It's fucking funny."

"Apologize now!"

"This son of a bitch was a jerk. Hey, are you satisfied now? Let's get out of here."

"I see."

I ate enough and Copson got up right away because he looked full. That's how you pay the price and come out.

"It's really natural to spend money. If I'm rich enough to be a Bavarian Shack, I will."

"Make lots of money."

The sense of money itself is different from the old days.

I can't wait to come to Istanbul. Life has changed a lot since then.

"Anyway, you ate well. I will never forget it until the day I die."

"Yes. Keep that gratitude for the rest of your life. Huh? Then there will be a warm light in your heart."

"Bullshit's still on. Anyway, I'll make sure I do. Well, now..."

"Wait a minute."

"Hmm?"

After I met him, I shot him a little louder.

But this is nothing.

I looked at Copson. The armor is in order, but the knife seems to be worn out. I don't even look that good in the first place.

"Isn't it time to change knives?"

"Carl?"

"Fuck me. I'll buy you a knife. Let's go."

You can give Copson a bag of knives.

"No!!! What the hell is going on!!!"

Surprised by what he said, Copson grabbed his head and jumped as hard as he could, about 50 centimeters high. Seeing Copson's ordinary jumps all the time, jumping more than a few meters and being full of surprises, the sensation was so new.

"I'll buy you a damn good one."

"What a madman!!! How much money did you make so you could buy your friend a knife, Bavarian Sheck!!"

"I fucking made a lot of money. Let's go."

So I went to the street with Copson in the forge. This is what makes a good friend. Copson made a friend, and the country made a huge profit.

You need a good knife to survive in this dangerous world.

Soon I arrived at the forge, and I told Copson.

"One. Pick one."

"You just had a really cool voice."

Copson was impressed and began to tour the store. I saw Zec too, and I felt really good smelling everywhere. Strangely enough, the smell of the forge feels good.

I don't wear armor these days. It's because it doesn't fit well. Last time I asked Saint to put in a new request, I haven't heard about how much time it takes.

You'll be done when you get back to work, right?

But if you're making a damn angel armor, it's a little Oba.

"I'll do this!!!"

Soon, Copson screams, holding a knife that looks just fine.

Whether he grabbed the knife or not, he looked very pleased.

"Uh-huh, yeah. Do it with that. How much?"

"Eighteen silver! Honestly, I was thinking about picking one, but Baron Paladin said he'd shoot, so it's not polite to pick a fucking one!"

"You son of a bitch! Put it in your pocket right now!"

"Ow!"

I immediately took out my wallet and paid for it.

"Host, give me that."

"I see."

And he came out with a loaf of bread with his mouth open.

"This is wealth and honor. Do you feel it?"

"From today on, the Bavarian Shack is my sun. Can we call it the Barbarian Shack in the future?"

"Call it normal, you motherfucker."

But when I see Copson floating around like this, I don't even think about Lena. Oh, and then there was Lina. I said I'd buy you some food, but you have to see it. Tomorrow I have to stop by the Adventurer Guild.

"Then I'm thinking of staying in Istanbul, so I'll buy you some more rice next time. I've already told you a few times, but if you don't want to die, you want to die."

"Khhhh, now I have to call this my mother's barbarian. Well, don't worry about it. Didn't we survive in that crazy jungle?"

"Uh-huh, yeah."

I don't think this son of a bitch is going after me.

"Anyway, I had a really good meal. I'll use this knife as hard as I can."

"Killing without mercy is the motto of our adventurers."

"Isn't the Bavarian Sheck Paladin?"

"I still have my Class C Adventurer ID."

I put it somewhere in the house, so I'll come out when I find it.

That's how I broke up with Copson. I had some food with this son of a bitch, so it was a real pleasure to meet you. It's a real pleasure to see you.

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