Chapter 147 – Meeting (5)

Emilia couldn’t contain her astonishment when she saw Peon’s bunny girl and the half-naked waitresses’ outfits.

As a simple country girl, her exposure her was unimaginable, even exposing her ankles was a great challenge, and this dress, which exposed her breastbone her, was as good as her naked body her to her.

The people of her city proudly exposed her nakedness to her, as if completely destroying her conception of chastity.

‘I…… Is it strange?’

In a village with three eyes, people with two eyes seem to be abnormal, so at this party, where everyone proudly exposes herself, Emilia, whose breasts were exposed at most, became abnormal.

Of course, she didn’t know it, but she could have called her dress sensuous enough—but she wouldn’t change her mind unless someone kindly explained it to her.

“Therefore? What happened?”

“Uh, huh?”

“Didn’t you come here because you had something to do?”

Emilia, who had her eyes on Pion and the other women, suddenly came to her senses at the sound of Dojin’s voice her calling her and looked up at him.

In the meantime, Do-jin naturally wrapped Peon’s waist and put him in her arms her, but when she saw that Pion blushed but did n’t resist much, she learned the wrong common sense that that level of skinship was natural in the city.

“Oh, well. That’s it…”

So, Emilia couldn’t readily propose to him to have a party. After hearing that her colleagues and party members were closer than her family, she remembered what would happen if she joined the same party as Do-jin.

‘So, what if I ask to hold hands?’

Since it’s the same party, what if this is common sense and you’re going to lay down on the bed and hold her hand her and go to sleep?

I never thought I might have a child.
Because I’ve been taught that if you hold her hand her and sleep, she will have a baby.

Of course, Emilia also dreamed that she would meet a nice man, get married, have a baby, and spend her last years happy, but she didn’t want to have a baby anymore.

She was a warrior blessed by the gods, and a warrior had to save countless people from hardship and adversity.

You can’t save people when you have children.

“Ah, ah, nothing!”

“…… Okay? It’s bland.”

Dojin smiled at her and offered her a drink as well. A nearby waitress quickly ran over and handed her a drink and-.

Emilia looked at the light yellow wine that was sparkling with carbonation, paused for a moment, then drank at once.

“Kek-!”

Then he grabbed my throbbing neck and started to chomp. She drank the strong drink in one gulp, and her insides began to boil and heat up.

Haa-the lightly exhaled breath her came out with heat, and it felt as if her hesitation she had disappeared a little.

“Are you okay?”

“…… It’s not okay.”

“Would you like some water?”

“Done.”

It wasn’t until after she tickled that much that Emilia wondered if she was such a sensitive person.

She looked up at Do-jin, wanting to apologize, but Do-jin, who had heard her words of her, took her eyes off her and looked around her as if she had no other thoughts.

‘…… Where are you looking?’

The fact that he took his gaze away from her made Emilia feel unexplained anger. No, is this really anger?

Burning emotions. This unknown feeling of her identity took over her.

Thanks to this, she had no choice but to keep drinking to cool her stomach.

* * *

[Thank you very much to all the adventurers who came to visit us today…….]

The bald head of the guild looked at Dojin and Emilia without giving a speech on the podium. Seeing Emilia staggering beside her, Dojin asked her Pion to take care of her.

“I’ll go up for a while.”

“Yeah- eh, Emilia-sama? How much do you drink…….”

Watching Bunny Girl Pion support the reeling Emilia, Dojin stepped onto her podium.

When he stood next to the guild leader, the adventurers who had been glaring at him from the beginning looked at him with expressions like, “What is that bastard doing up there?”

Food and laughter came out of nowhere. I was really curious to see how those gazes glaring at him would change.

Dojin opened his mouth after receiving the microphone from the guild leader.

“Ah, nice to meet you. My name is Dojin, a level 3 adventurer invited by the guild leader.”

“—!!”
“…… Ugh.”
“I just said level 3… ?”

Astonishment dwells in the gaze that looked at Do-jin, who does not show much strength on the outside, and the eyes of people who saw him as a gisaeng brother playing with a woman with a clean face change.

And when people like this get together, there will always be someone who puts his head on someone stronger than him, either as a joke or out of pride.

“How can you believe that?”

A gigantic man who looked over 2 meters tall stepped forward and glared at Dojin and the guild leader. There was suspicion in his gaze.

“I go into dungeons every day. We train at the training ground every single day. But you’ve never seen it anywhere. Is it really level 3? Aren’t they fakes made by the guild?”

“Is it real?”

“I can’t believe it.”

“Ahaha, what are you talking about?”

Dojin looked at the guild leader and smiled. The guild leader shook his head slightly, saying no with a stiff face.

However, there was no reason for Do-jin, who came here for a cheap ransom, to listen to him. Dojin smiled as he looked at the adventurer who had quarreled with him.

“Come on, one finger is enough for someone like you.”

* * *

While the guild leader wringed his head and was astonished at the sudden duel that occurred at the party venue for socializing and exchanging information-.

Do-jin and the adventurer who quarreled with him stood face-to-face in the middle of the party, and the adventurers made a ring around the two as if they had a fun spectacle.

Rakan, a 2-meter giant adventurer, looked at Dojin with a weapon similar to his size in his hand.

“…… Do you have any weapons?”

“This is enough.”

Dojin said that while lifting a fork made for a party. Rakan realized he had been ignored.

Would you hold a short fork less than 10 inches long and deal with a huge sword ten times that size?

“Huh, true. You are ignoring me too much.”

“Ignore it, you have a weapon.”

Dojin said that and touched the fork with one of his fingers his.
Recalling what Do-jin had said before, Rakan gripped his weapon tightly as if telling him not to regret it.

‘Perfect score for readiness.’

He looked at Rakan and evaluated it inwardly. The thoroughness of bringing one’s own weapon to the party.

Even though he is a lich who can overwhelm him unilaterally, he has the power of observation and composure to analyze his movements without being vigilant.

Even though the guild leader introduced him as a level 3, he doubted his opponent his and was brave enough to check his skills.

I felt like the disappointment I felt when I just entered the party was washed away to some extent.

“I go first.”

In Moorim, it is a virtue to give up one’s advance for the sake of younger students, but seeing Rakan waiting vigilantly, he gave up on that idea.

Unlike Emilia, who uses her same greatsword and presses down opponents with force, Rakan was a typical counter-attacker.

“Face.”

Whiik-!

Instead, Do-jin gave the direction of his attack in advance. In order for the short fork to reach the opponent, it had to be in front of his nose his, and paradoxically, that distance was his weak point against his Rakan.

Knowing that fact, Rakan swung his greatsword at Do-jin’s approaching path. That’s right. Can not avoid. Convinced of him, Rakan loosened his grip slightly.

‘Shimseong test passed.’

It could have been simply hit and endured or suppressed by force, but Dojin showed off the skills he needed for his juniors.

Yihwa grafting tree.

The greatsword caught in the gap between the forks spun around following Dojin’s hand.

Rakan, who was trying to hold on by force, let go of the sword when he realized that his hand his might be broken by his own strength his.

After sending the stolen sword away, Do-jin succeeded in poking Rakan’s neck with a fork in one step.

“Checkmate.”

“…… Lost.”

Realizing that his life would have been lost if it had been a sword rather than a fork that touched his nape, Rakan readily admitted defeat.

If Do-jin had simply pressed himself with force, he might not have admitted it.

However, he made himself give up by showing a skill that was different from his own.

Leaving Rakan alone, who clenched and opened his fists and recalled the previous technique, Dojin looked around.

The suspicious glances had long since disappeared, but on the contrary, the number of adventurers who expressed their sympathy toward him increased.

In addition to fighting, there were also some adventurers who wanted to be taught by him.

‘This is a real exchange event.’

How would it be an exchange meeting to be an adventurer, have a drink, laugh and chat?

Adventurers had to communicate with iron from ancient times.

“Next.”

Dojin said that and raised the knife. The adventurers, each with their own weapon, were taught by Do-jin.

The social gathering planned by the guild leader became an exchange meeting away from Andromeda, but the adventurers were satisfied.

* * *

“Ah, ahaha. Because I’m not that kind of person…….”
“How are you? Aren’t we dressing up like that to have fun?”
“It’s not…….”

After Dojin left the stage, Pion, who was immediately teased, glared at the adventurer who approached me as if in trouble.

Her outfit was radical enough to be outrageous even compared to her other waitresses.

That’s because it was a bunny girl.

Now that the barrier called Do-jin is gone, she is just a rabbit in the field, as Do-jin was worried about.

“Let’s go together—”

“…… Hey, get off.”

“Uh, huh?”

But then, Emilia, who was staggering drunk, opened her eyes fiercely and glared at her adventurer her.

Her adventurer her, who had been trying to enjoy her one-plus-one after her drinking her, slowly retreated behind her in dismay when he realized that she was the famous Emilia.

“No, that… I didn’t know you were there…….”

“-Can you turn it off?”

“I’m sorry!”

The opponent was a monster who could crush orcs to death with one hand, so the adventurer left immediately.

Peon looked at Emilia who had saved him and nodded her head.

“Thank you….”
“…… I need some water.”
“Ah, yes.”

She immediately took a bottle of water from a waitress nearby and handed it to Emilia. After drinking her water, Emilia regained her senses and looked around her.

Emilia, who looked around her as if she was looking for someone, eventually failed to achieve her purpose and looked at Pion.

“That guy…… ?”

“That guy…… What?”

“Why, is this- I was with you…….”

“Ah, Dojin-nim? If it’s Dojin, over there…….”

Pion said that and pointed at Dojin, who was competing with Rakan. It was difficult to see because he was surrounded by people, but his unique eyesight allowed him to see Do-jin through gaps in the meantime.

“…… Hey.”

And Emilia suddenly came to her senses when she saw Do-jin grabbing a huge greatsword with a fork.

“Bring my weapon.”

I wanted to compete with that guy.