Godly shop's cheat fragrance

The next day, he is taken to the interrogation room again. By the way, the meal was only served for dinner. Most of all, it's sandy in the pot.

I was on my own for lunch, dinner and breakfast.

The balance is 987,583,6 yen.

Brow Sauer entered the room when his legs were fixed as usual.

"Hmm. A minister is quite a hippo. I can't believe I look into a poacher every day."

"I see you finally admit poaching."

"Ha! You're not going to listen to me originally!

"That's not true. Most sins don't change."

"I didn't know you would. So? What are you doing here now? You want me to tell you what I like about women?

"That's an uninteresting joke, it's simply a reminder"

"What? You're giving me an acquittal?

"No way. Your sentence has been confirmed. It's public whipping and whipping the day after tomorrow for treason, poaching, disrespect, fraud, illegal immigration, illegal trading, and more. It's been a long time since you've been publicly executed. Congratulations."

"Oh, thank you."

I hold back the urge to smoke out.

"So, is that all you're talking about? Isn't there something you want to ask me?

"Nothing in particular...... oh yes, just one"

Standing up, Brow looks back as he was about to leave the room.

Who the hell are you?

――――

He was immediately put back in jail, but worst of all, one soldier became stationed beyond the iron lattice from this time on.

Should we still have escaped last night?

I couldn't help it because it took me till morning to finish my brain simulation.

We need to rewrite the operation.

I feel like I can handle it if I go hard, but I forbid I can't. My execution date was set anyway. We still have tomorrow and time... should be. The gap should always be visited. Even if I don't visit, I'll have to enforce it tomorrow night.

It's still my fucking life. Damn.

In the end, soldiers took turns and kept sitting in front of the cell all the time that day.

Pretending to eat the scum soup plunged into the night with my back turned in the corner of the room, I snuck a rice balls up my cheek. I have a hard time eating one meal.

The balance is 987,558,86 yen.

Late in the night, at a time when the soldiers on watch began rowing the ship, they reconstruct the operation they had in mind yesterday. Everything necessary for the operation was approved by the SHOP. It doesn't matter if I can use it or not, I can't cry.

Turning his back on the iron lattice, he buys what he needs one at a time, and what he seems to be able to hide, once he puts it out, confirms his senses, what he is unlikely to be able to put out, is a bump production. Proceed with the lower preparation so as not to make any noise. I can't stop sweating on products that are firmly heavy on my hands.

"Don't resent me even if I die..."

I was whining without realizing it myself. Fortunately, the soldiers outside remained rowing the ship.

1,344,100 yen for an escape kit.

It would be cheap enough to think of it as the price of life.

At this time my divinity rose.

Divine level 9, 50 container capacity.

As a matter of fact, at this time, the number of containers was cornered to the limit.

Stay in a very cramped position and pack your stuff. I left one pet bottle and threw it all into the hemp bag I use as a garbage bag. That brings the number of containers to one.

Plus 285 yen for tomato sandwiches for 1,344,385 yen. The water is still there. There was also a spare in the bucket.

The balance is 853,1201 yen.

Hold your trembling hands and take a deep breath. I can see how amazingly calming it is when you breathe the defense of wave theory.

The decision is tomorrow night.

Sleep tight and regain strength today.

I was sneaking out the handmade God symbol and gripping it.

(Threesome)

The term fateful morning would be most appropriate.

Sand dust on clear weather that pierces heaven the same as usual.

Only the sea breeze heals their bodies slightly.

It was the same morning as usual when I saw it from the side.

But their mood was unprecedented.

Cerina Veliero.

She is the daughter, merchant and sailor of the largest shipper placed in this urban state, the Kingdom of Pilates. Most recently it has been a shabby boat, but she is still proud of herself as a sailor.

Her natural temper is very rough. I grew up surrounded by young, deserted sailors, so I had no choice. On the other hand, he saw and heard his father's business conversation, was blessed with a tutor, and wore enough standing and behavioral upbringing as a lady.

Cerina, who essentially became the head of the Chamber of Commerce of Veriero, continued to fully understand its position and fulfil its duties and responsibilities.

The only thing she wouldn't do for the Chamber of Commerce would be get married. But a good interlocutor can be worse than a pig, His Majesty the King or a creepy baron, and when it comes to this world, where political marriage is the norm, there was nothing to force Cherina, the idol of the Chamber of Commerce.

That's why Chelina's persuasion went relatively well. I was forced to endorse it, to be precise.

If Cerina were to become the king's wife and concubine, the Veriero Chamber of Commerce would be exactly the cornerstone. Be reasonable.

The executives disagreed. If the reason in the first place was to help a single merchant in the stream, it would be a natural reaction. If Cherina had made up her mind to go to her daughter-in-law, she could sell in for as much more. Naturally there are thoughts like that. It's obvious because I'm a merchant.

But the executives said they gave up as soon as they saw Cherina's eyes.

Her determination was real. And I understood her feelings, too.

It is ironic.

You have to throw away your first feminine emotions for that thought.

Veriero's executives nearly burst into tears. I begged her to wait at least until the big husband left, but Chelina kicked me over when I didn't have time.

Thus, within that night, a single letter was given to the royal castle. "From Cerina Veliero, I would like to respond directly to His Majesty's previous invitation, and I would like to ask you tomorrow".

――――

Five carriages and thirty escorts currently surround it before the Veriero Chamber of Commerce.

Dwarf's Hug and Elf's Yalarai are boarding the same carriage in the name of Chelina's escort. The rest of the carriage was loaded with old heavy towns of Veriero and tributes.

It is not strange to be dowry like this.

"Miss Veriello, in that outfit. Yeah?

Ask Chelina as the Hug beards.

"Is there a problem?

Her outfit is the same as usual, with red chains wrapped around her body, somewhat flashy mercenaries and so forth.

"If the Lord is yes, so be it."

Hug slowly closes his eyes.

"What I'm going to do is talk business."

"Business meeting?"

Now Yalarai looks up.

"Yes, I sell a product called Me and buy a product called Akira. That's the deal."

"You, product, no"

"No, it's the race of merchants that puts the value of price on everything that exists in the world. I'm not going to sell it cheaper."

"Do you think Akira deserves that much?

"Oh, God's messenger, you have knowledge of different worlds, right? I was wondering if that was worth a true shining sword, Eckezax."

"Knowledge and abilities that will become unavailable to the Lord are priceless."

……

"Hmm. Why don't you be a little more honest?

"I am… a temporary representative of Veriero"

"... right"

Hug closes his eyes again.

"Let's get out of here."

- Fate has begun to turn.