Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

- Queaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaee!

"Ahhhhh!!"

Suddenly, a roaring cloud jumped and began to sprint around like a mountain rabbit travelling in a dream country. He walks to his four feet in the shape of a man, and the horror immediately overflows.

I'm weak on scary things!

"Kyunggyeongdaaaah!!!!"

"That's a grill?"

"Yes, I am! Miss Claudie!"

Gould's skin was dark gray. If you subtract the baldness from what you look like, you look just like a person. However, there was a big difference in detail. His eyes were white as if they contained wastewater, and his fangs also popped out, making him feel like an evil genie.

Above all, the tongue was as long as any chameleon. While wielding his long tongue, no nails were as stubborn and sharp as those of any beast, literally cannibals.

"Calm down, Barbarian! The three of us can handle enough!"

"That, yes!"

I pulled a knife at the same time as Copson.

It's a little embarrassing, but the grill is also made up of bones and flesh. If you stick a knife in it, you must die vomiting blood. What, it's not five Dalits per duo. It was clear that if I cooperated with the three of them, even my flying meat would die.

- Qaeaeaeaeaeaee!

A mouth-opening gull rushes at us.

"Hey, Jer! He's fucking fast!"

"Khh! It's getting closer!"

At that time, Claudie stepped forward to take the position and take the attack. Her hands were filled with two sacks of curvature. I almost stopped peeing.

"Hah... I want to go down quickly. Hold still. I'll finish."

Claudie, who said so, protruded toward the running ghoul. The look was blurred at the moment. Even though there was no help to close it, it crossed the speed of the accelerated gool.

One second to admire that amazing sprint. - Rest!

And the situation was over when the first second passed again.

- Laryngoscope!

Wholly chewed up in the sky, the piles of gool's flesh pour down like rain. She catches the head of a gourd rising in a swirling swirl.

"Take it."

"Uh, yes."

"Take everything you need from the corpse."

Whichever headache I get, I put it right in the sack and searched the body with Copson.

Guul was chopped to pieces in a second.

"What a waste."

The body was emptied of abdomen as if it were an open procedure. It was so horrible to see Visual as to rub food in the seasoning maze, but I cut off the garment branches for disgust because I had to take something to take care of first.

It feels different to just look at a human corpse and see a corpse that was dug up by a monster. The latter gave me greater disgust.

"You're such a thief."

In his corpse, he was able to collect 12 Dalits and a little over a silver. Copson takes off his shoes while he picks up the mace he drops. It was expensive to endure disgust for a while. I immediately felt relieved.

"Are we done? Let's go down now."

Claudie, who was waiting for us for a moment, urged us. I wanted to go back to the city, even though I felt dizzy walking fast and grabbing my hand. No, why are you in such a hurry?

"Claudie, isn't that too urgent? It's over early anyway, so you can go down slowly. There's no rush. No, the sooner we get back, the better. Shall we go back?"

As he jokes and asks, Claudie looks at Copson's eyes and looks at his face. Then I whispered with my mouth in my ear. I heard my body shrivel because I was tickled by a hot breath. I pressed for groans to come out.

"But I was excited."

"Yes?"

"Hah... I think it's going to flow. It's unbearable."

"Yes?"

It was such a shocking remark.

to the extent that we have to limit the level of speech.

This was an international issue.

"No, why were you suddenly so excited?"

"That's because you showed me a great look."

"Nice look? Are you excited to see me writing?"

"To be honest, yes. And don't tell me anymore. He might hear it."

"What is this sister saying now!"

I thrust her away screaming like a seizure.

Her passionate sexual urges were a little overwhelming, but I had no idea she was looking at me like that!

"Sister, wake up!"

Don't say "Nuna!" I'm... more than you are, that's... "

"More than you? I already know everything! Claudie, I think you're older than me!"

"...!"

Claudine's face became dizzy.

This was the perfect opportunity to bring out her true age.

In my view, the number of those earrings seemed to be a clue.

"Sister Claudie! Light up your age!"

"Argh!"

I sneak my hand inside her hood, grabbing both ears. Then she groaned and became incapacitated.

"I don't care how old you are, hmm!"

"Hush! Enough! Wait for the ear!"

Six earrings...

No way. One in a decade? Or one in twenty years? An ominous thought struck his head, but it was only to be heard directly with his own mouth.

"... I want you to refrain from excessive affection. My heart hurts too much, doesn't it? Why should I die when I'm old? Why don't I have a girlfriend?"

"..."

Copson stared at us with a squeaky jaw. On that philosophical verb, we have nothing to say.

"Let's go. The Barbarians say they can't drink, so I have to drink it alone today. Thinking about it, all the other friends must be in Krashheim. Damn it."

I was overwhelmed by the silence that played out in that regrettable atmosphere. I carefully took my hand off Claudie's ear. We came down a mountain that was so quiet. It wasn't even an undead. The mountain was as gloomy as Copson's lowered tension.

"... it's all down."

When I came down the mountain, I saw India. He crossed his head along India, and saw the wall of Isvant. I gave the sack to Copson without saying a word. It was time to take turns.

We didn't say anything until we passed the gate.

"Damn it! Say something! Why is it so quiet!"

"Uh... sorry..."

"Khh!"

Anyway, I stopped by the forge and sold three single-handed swords, an axe, and a mace to earn about a silver dime. They were not generous trees, they were generous pups. I also sold and disposed of five pairs of shoes in the shop right next to me.

After earning two silver coins, I sold jewelry and ate one silver again.

"Now let's settle it."

10 Silver was divided into three pieces of cash and 79 Dalits into three pieces. I took 26 Dalants for each of the 3 Silver 15 Coopers.

"One mummy head and two zombie heads. And..."

"One grill head."

The price for catching the undead was only 8 Dalits.

I also took this to the church and immediately converted it.

"Oh, isn't this a gool? I'm glad you caught this. You're amazing."

"Is that so?"

"It's a strong undead. I've never seen one."

To do that, the settlement is over. The price was divided into exactly three.

Copson, who organized the money, waved his hand and turned around.

"I'll see you next time..."

"Yes, goodbye."

His back looked very humiliating. He disappeared into the city.

"Cat."

As Copson vanishes, Claudie starts sticking around explicitly to see if there's nothing to be afraid of. She tried to drag me away with a strong force that held me close to my arm. It was impossible to resist that bull-like power.

"I'll never forgive you for teasing me. Do it, sir."

"Wait a minute! It's still daylight!"

"What do you care? And I would have touched my ears outside."

I tried to resist by using my intransigence because it was clear that I would suck up to a hundred percent of my soul. However, she was a powerful warrior, a monster, a hybrid of Dark Elves. I was dragged away as I was.

At that time Elise set up a small stall next to the wall to contemplate death. The moment I found the string of hope, I shouted reflectively.

"Huh? Huh? Elise! Elizena!"

"... Oh, you're a saint."

"Cheers."

As Elise approaches, Claudie lets me go. When I woke up, I waved my hand at Elise. I felt a great pleasure.

"This way!"

"Cat, your destiny never changes."

"I just want to slow down."

"The harder it is to postpone."

Burr.

My body trembled.

First of all, it seems that Elise was running a religious stall. But isn't Serra here?

"Are you coming to purify the Undead?"

"Yes, but I didn't catch a few today. Mr. Undead is dry."

"Right? That's comforting."

I don't know if the undead is comforting because it's gone, or if it's comforting because it can't purify itself. Well, it's electrons.

"But is there no Mr. Serra? Weren't you two together?"

"Yesterday I went to play... No, I left my seat, and he asked me to take it alone today. Looks like you went somewhere."

"I see."

Well, he seemed like a decent guy.

"Since you've just met more than that, why don't you take a look at our store? I was bored because I didn't have any guests."

"That's good! Claudie, let's go watch!"

"... haha."

I held Claudie's hand and dragged her with a smile. She entrusted herself to me as if she had no choice. He also wondered what he was selling on the side of the Light Fame Cross.

Approaching the stall, Elise explained.

"As you know, our Light Fame Cross has only borrowed two Sisters Blarett and I as festival support personnel, so it's not that big. However, the Cardinal said," I have to sponsor good gear for those who work to purify evil creatures, so I brought good things in my own way. ""

"Hoo."

There were about ten armoured men in the small stall. From the great executioner's sword, which looks extremely ugly, to the blasphemous object presumed to be the sacred grenade of the Antioch on the silver shining golden ledge.

It was literally an extension of the fanatics preparing the temple.

"Look, what do you think? Ah, this executioner's sword is being handed down by a blacksmith blessed with the Light Celestial Angel Kshanadiel in the potter's palace in the non-ripening palace."

"What, what?"

"However, a recent study by the Catholic Church Exploration Society revealed that it was not the hand of Eijer Mart, who was carried by Kshanadiel, but the messenger of Verde, so he was sent out at the order of the Cardinal. But it's worth it in its own way, so if you're interested, you might want to try purchasing it."

The price of the executioner's sword was 5000 Dalits.

"... can you buy this?"

"I thought the same thing. In fact, it can't be sold. He probably asked me to take it to him for publicity or some other purpose."

I looked at the items listed.

There were a lot of interesting items, but they were too expensive. The cheapest was a 200-dalant sacred dagger. That was a little tame. Claudie also glanced at whether it was the same.

"What about this dagger?"

"Ah, the sacramental dagger. The reinterpretation of doctrine has changed the order and composition of the sacrifices, and it's been unused for many years. Made of lightened iron with divine power, it is very durable."

Claudie looks around at the dagger and puts it down. I spent some time chatting with Elise. Elise said that it would be better if you were not a businessman.

"Yeah, I guess so. I can't do business, but I have to do something. Is necromancer better than that?"

"I've only been told that I'm pursuing, and I don't know much about it, but I've heard more about it. If you're caught, I'll let you know."

"Thank you."

Anyway, Claudie kept sending me a signal to go fast, so I decided to hang up. I greeted Elise.

"Well, I took a good look at things. It's jammed. If it blows up, I'll be back."

"Farewell."

So Elise turned around and came out to the side of the highway. Claudie stares at me.

"Don't resist now."

I put my hands above my head and sent a gesture of no resistance.

"... because I'm already very wet. I'm sorry."

Here we go.

Eyes were dangerous.