It's Not That I Like Using a Blunt Weapon!

Cecil, we're partying with Roselia - are there any more nightmares?

The story will never suit you on your journey, and Roselia is a mess. The salvation is that Cecil's arrogance is lurking, but it's troublesome to deal with a depressed girlfriend.

However, I stuck to it without even asking why, and I can see that it keeps getting tangled up. Besides, I wonder why you invited me suddenly.

"What are you up to?

"I can't believe you're planning this. It's like they're just teaming up with Hannah."

I feel disgusted when I hear a cat barking. I combine it with a penny, but I won't be fooled.

"That's fine. Could you tell me the real reason?

"Er. But if I tell you the truth, Hannah might hate me..."

"What are you talking about now? I already dislike it, so it's hard to dislike it any more."

"It's a tundelion. You like that kind of stuff too, Zo?

I wish I were dead.

Kichunkyun ♪

Um, how can you understand that I really hate you?

"Well then, if you tell me why, will you form a party?

"Yes, yes. And if you're convinced, there's nothing you can't think about."

"Really!? Gotcha!

Oh, Roselia makes her expression shine. Oh, I did. I thought you walked in from here.

"The scattering was to draw out the words I just said....! You're a coward!

"Well, that's right, Ked. I thought it might take a couple of turns, but Hannah isn't a cholo - she's doing it!

I wish I were dead.

Roselia urged us to sit at the table in the back of the Alliance.

"Does Hannah know about the ruined city northwest of here?

"Abandoned city - and Regenberg?

"Ah, nah. I was happy to explain."

I want you not to lick my adventure fans. Speaking of Regenberg, it is a super famous spot that many heroes have visited.

Regenberg, the unseen capital. A beautiful floating city surrounded by moats. But no one lives there alone.

Because the whole city is cursed.

Thirty years ago. The leader of the city, Housekeeper Regenberg, was distracted and poisoned the water in wells and boreholes. As a result, a large number of people lost their lives overnight. (My name is Uncle Arcelia, and there are no nobles in this country...)

Of course, the Marquis was executed by the ancestral King Grant and the poison disappeared after a while. But some of them kept sitting on the spot.

It was the soul of the dead.

People who survived without poisoning and stayed in the city said to themselves.

I saw an acquaintance who was supposed to be dead.

At night, I hear my wife crying for help.

There are ghosts marching around who don't realize they're dead.

As a result, creepy people left the city, leaving Regenberg in ruins.

Keep that beautiful figure on hold...

"My mother is from Regenberg. No, I don't know if I can call her Mother anymore...."

Cecil tells her that she is not confident. She called her mother Bazel's wife [The Blue Virgin] Cecilia.

He is also one of Rainey's companions and is said to have died in [The Devil's Land].

"I heard from the butler who used to work for the Saltlak family, but apparently the chairman... wasn't there anymore. Bazel Saltrak stayed in Regenberg for a while as soon as he got back from the Devil's Land."

"In an abandoned city? Why again?

"Come on... Didn't you think you might see your dead wife?

Who seems to be at the opposite end of that sentimental thing? I can't imagine...

"Anyway, the butler said Cecil was with him when he got back from Regenberg. Well, don't you think that's where all the mysteries lie?

"Hmm... Well... So the butler knew Cecil wasn't a real kid?

"That's what it looks like. Rather, Cecil was the only one in the Mansion who didn't know."

"Rose, don't you bother telling me that...?

Cecil sharpens her mouth as she moisturizes her eyes. I'm often made a fool of by being dull, but she's quite something, too.

Well, this kind of thing may not be noticed by the person.

"So you want to go to Regenberg and find out who Cecil is?"

"Yadayada, you don't understand Hannah very well, do you? It's gonna snow tomorrow, isn't it?

You're a woman who says things you don't really have to say.

"So why do you need me for that journey? Shouldn't we go alone?

"After all, it's safer to have someone who has no inspiration at all.

"... now what?

"Hannah's definitely not inspired, is she? If they run into a ghost, Hannah's the only one who can stay calm. I can't see."

... um, I'd like to make a lot of noise.

Why is it assumed that I have no inspiration?

No, of course not.

Instead of spirits, I have a dull sensation that I don't even notice when a living person is lurking nearby.

In general, are spirits really there? I don't believe it at all.

Ghost?

The world after death?

If there is such a thing, people won't be afraid to die.

People return to earth when they die. It may sound dry, but otherwise it would be strange.

Some scholars argue that even if the body decays, part of the magic that person had will remain in this world, but it's just a spit.

You think magic has the will? Is it not that different when you say that you are willing to have wind or water flow?

Besides, you're not denying it because you don't feel anything, right?

"... ah, you guys are scared of ghosts, right?

"Ah? What are you talking about? You're not afraid of anything like that! Cecil of Bocaaa [Silver Flash]!

What a splendid announcement Cecil's neck fell with her fingers.

"Pikyah! Ah, there's someone behind me right now...!

Cecil stood up with a strange voice and looked behind her. There's no one here.

"I wonder if they've gathered because they were talking about ghosts..."

"Well, I'm not scared, Ked, Cecil is freaking out. Say you want to go on your own, and you're so scared you're so cute!"

When you heard that, you realized that Roselia had caressed you.

"Rose feels horrible...."

Cecil plays hard.

Is this cute? I have a spine when I look at it. Is inspiration like this?

"If you're so scared, you have to cover both the front and rear of Cecil. Seriously, even if we go alone, we could just hang out in the city and go home. I don't want to use the magic of the Explorer system in plain language."

It's plain, so it's not like this, it's just not good.

"In that regard, Hannah was a carpenter after she quit school, right? I thought if I saw the same ruins, I'd find traces of people."

"... well, you'll see."

Shut up, Roselia's reasoning is fucked. That's not what carpenters do.

But I'm special. Because the blunt instrument level went up to an unusual level, and I acquired a certain ability.

It means you can see the God attached to the tool.

I often talk to the blunt weapon god in the shape of a bear who is attached to a hammer, big or small, but other gods are also visible.

Even God is on the table and chair that he is sitting on now. Talking is often ignored, but if you speak with patience, you'll get a clue.

What, you don't believe in ghosts, but God does?

It's a bee to put those two together.

"Maybe we'll find the diary your father wrote back then."

Cecil speaks optimistically. Even if you're depressed, your thoughts are rooted in the flower fields, right?

"I hope too much. Ninety percent of the time, why don't you think you won't find anything?"

"Yeah... maybe so..."

That's right. You accepted my opinion. If you're ever found before, you're going to have a nervous fight, but you're going to be thrilled.

"But I want to know if there's anything I can do. I wonder why I was raised as your father's daughter and why your father became an evil god....."

... just a little bit.

I sympathized with her.

Rainey picked me up as an orphan. I don't even know how you feel. You can't fool yourself into wanting to know who your real parents are or what their roots are.

Besides, Mr. Slade also told me to get along with Cecil...

It's disgusting to throw it out here. It seems like my mind will be dry for a couple of days.

Ah, I knew I didn't have to ask. But I can't help it anymore.

I sighed a lot and decided to think about it.

"I see. I'll throw you a party if that's all for once."

... I don't know what you're doing, even though there's nothing to gain.

By the way, I invited her back to the egg tart and was politely declined.

They're afraid of ghosts. Unlike Cecil, the shuddering gal was so cute.