Chapter 1.01　



　In the cool air, a flutter of peach petals danced in the air.
　It was a magnificent view. There were peaks that looked as if they had been carved out of the clouds. The tops and hollows were covered with an apologetic amount of greenery, but they looked like blades.
　They don't look large enough to be in the distance, but if you compare them to the squares and temples in which Krusty lay, each peak must be several kilometers wide.
　The sky is a dull pale blue. Although this fairyland juts above the sea of clouds, I didn't feel any inconvenience such as thin air or freezing. It was a bit chilly, but not enough to bother me as long as I wore loose clothing.
　Krusty threw himself onto a couch filled with cushions and looked out into the distance in a licentious posture.
　This Shia has been stripped of its walls on all sides.
　It never rains in this place that exists above the clouds.
　The beautiful roof made of colored tiles is essentially unnecessary. The wind was not strong, and the place was very calm and quiet.
　When the wind blew up from the valley floor, the peach petals broke free from the branches and reached Krusty with their fragrance. Out of the corner of her eye, Krusty saw the petals on the hem of the petals, but she didn't bother to brush them away, so she let them go.
　Krusty stroked his fur as the dog-wolf laid his large body at the foot of the couch and wagged his tail in a lazy gesture. He was more of a pampered dog than he appeared to be.
　The dog-wolf patted the floor with his tail in a relaxed gesture.
'Sen-kun-sama, your meal is ready.
　When I looked in that direction, I saw that Hua Diao (Ruby: Far Diao) had just appeared. This girl, who skipped the greeting to tell me her business, is the squire who is looking after Krusty at the White Peach Temple. It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on some of these items.
'Is it lunchtime already?'
Yeah, that's right. It's lunchtime. It's the sunshine.
'I guess so. It's kind of hazy weather, though.
It's a fairyland, you know. The sun is very hot and cool. It's a wonderful weather. Let's go to the dining room.
It's a pain in the ass, isn't it?
I thought you'd say that, so I brought it to the cart. I thought that's what you said, so I brought it to you as a trolley (ruby: wagon).
　Well," Krusty replied, raising himself up.
　I can't say I'm hungry, but I'm not so full that I can't easily eat, either. It's a stunned and unstoppable feeling, but apparently that's a basic attribute of this place called the Fairyland, which I've become completely familiar with in the two months I've been here.
　Perhaps he took Krusty's attitude as permission, but Hualiao Jiaojiao began to serve the food with great rewards. Although Hwadujiao is a bit of a bother, he is a good and devoted follower.
　Placed on the dining table (rubi: table) were rice rice with fried vegetables and amber soup.
　By the time Krusty arrived here, Hua Diaojiao could not cook at all. Apparently, there were no cooks in this mausoleum, and Hua Diaojiao and the other Diaojiao people were completely lacking in talent in that direction.
　If only that were the case, their clan, which is entrusted with the role of a celestial official, is strict only in terms of formality, striving to prepare more than a dozen dishes for a single meal. It was sad to see the result: ten or twenty dishes of vegetable scraps and charcoal erasers.
　With Krusty's guidance, I was able to pull it off and the result is this bowl of fried vegetables. It looked simple on the outside, but the taste was much better.
　Krusty put his chopsticks on it and proceeded to eat half of it.
　He plugged into the white layer of skin before drilling. He is also a large warrior, so his eating speed is not slow. He is not slow, but he looks elegant because of his slender posture. He looks like this even when he is eating a bowl of fried vegetables.
　The dog wolf underneath Lh was biting into the uncooked fried meat given to him by Hua Diao. This dog, when it is hungry, will go down the mountain pass to hunt and eat the appropriate demons, but as such, it enjoys the meal it receives from the girl as if it were dessert. He is quite a clever creature.
　Hana Diaojiao took care of such a huge beast and Krusty with her spinning wheel. He is a master at making tea, though his cooking is a bit of a mischief maker, he says, and has prepared a tea set.
　He is said to be a spirit of weasel words.
　They are small and dazzling.
　After taking a sip of soup, Krusty called out to Hana Diaojiao, who looked like this.
''You're doing very well,''
'Really?　I'm glad. Xiankun-sama is so difficult to deal with.
　I guess so. I muttered and tilted my head slightly.
　Is it dour?
　In the first place, even the preparation of meals, Krusty is in charge of breakfast and dinner. It's because Krusty thinks that even though he is a squire, he has to share in the housework.
　In addition to the fact that it's a good thing that Krusty himself is the type of person who thinks it's okay to eat as long as the food is nutritious and at least not bad, and not once did he raise his voice at the meals prepared by the dervishes. It's true that erased charcoal and the bizarrely muddy boiling water are more than just a matter of taste, and so I asked for improvement, but it's also unpleasant to be called difficult for them.
　Anyway, Krusty himself has never blamed Hwartsia and the others.
　However, that was Krusty's opinion, and from the viewpoint of Hualiao and the others, the view is naturally different.
　Krusty thinks of it simply as the division of household chores, but the fact that Krusty, the guest they should be taking care of, is the one who cooks dinner every night. The food is brilliant and varied, and there is no shortage of foreign delicacies. The fact that the preparation of dinner and the preparation of the next day's breakfast had been completed, was a situation that Hualiao Jiaojiao and the other attendants would naturally feel a strong pressure.
　Flower Diaojiao and the others had the misconception that Master Xiankun was a great gourmand, and that they were eating their own lunch with reluctance.
　The cause of this misunderstanding was Krusty's "new wife's apron," but since no one was there to notice it, the conversation was getting complicated.
　In addition, while gazing at the peach blossoms in a daze, she said, "I'm not in the mood for lunch," so it's inevitable that Kastora Diao's cold sweat would drip from her heart.

　They think I'm difficult.
　→ I don't think so. I am grateful for your care.
　　→You should communicate that intention.
　　　→ Do you make a good meal for dinner?
　　　　→ I usually make it.
　　→ I should say thank you.
　　　→ I've never been taken seriously.
　→What is the actual harm caused by a reputation for being difficult?
　　→ Not particularly.
　　　→ Don't you have to pay the cost of countermeasures?

　Isn't it something to deal with in a special way?
　Crusty, on the other hand, put down his chopsticks with a serious expression on his face and concluded that this was the case.
　It's just that almost everything that happens in this world is not worth mentioning.
　I was troubled by the fact that I was called difficult, and I considered what I should do, but come to think of it, I wasn't troubled. I guess that's what it looks like, I mean. I can only respond with "Is that so?" or "Is that so? And there seems to be no real harm in being thought of as such.
''Akigaki-sama sent us some foodstuffs.
I'd appreciate that.
　But such a thought was a momentary question to himself that took place inside Krusty, and Hana Diao did not seem to notice. She happily moved the hem of her skirt softly and began to count her fingers.
'Chicken, boar, deer, mountain pheasant and duck, eel. Tofu and greens, leek and Chinese cabbage. Rice and sugar and hot (rubi: ra) and hemp (rubi: ma). White wheat and brown wheat.
Is that why you're so glum?
No, sir.
　Krusty asked, and Hana Diaojiao held her cheeks in a huff. He was aware of it.
　He must be happy, Krusty guessed.
　Here in Xianjian is a very idyllic place, and fruits such as peaches and apricots can be found in any number of top quality products. On the other hand, there was plenty of grain, seafood, animal meat and other things that could not be obtained. In order to make a wide variety of delicious meals, a variety of ingredients are essential, and the only way to get them is to have them delivered from the world below.
　However, this place is also a part of the Heavenly Palace, which makes it difficult to get to and from the foot of the mountain. There is a long labyrinth called the Heavenly Wolf Cave, in which demons appear and disappear, and there is no way to get back and forth between the two places without passing through it. It was difficult for an ordinary civilian to do so.
　Chuugaki was an adventurer and one of the few who could safely use the Cave of the Gods. He is also the one who found Krusty and brought him here.
"We've said our hellos,
We have company. He says he's got a big wolf today, Dhahran.
　'I see,' returned Krusty. Chuugaki must be busy with his position of leading a party. As for Huadiao, his mind is occupied with the foodstuffs he received. The fidgeting is even easier to understand.
Did you find any honey or eggs?
　When Krusty asked him that, he lost patience and his tail twitched. Beyond that, it repeatedly drew an infinity mark in the air.
　The Diao people love sweetness and their traditional diet is mostly fruit. For such people, richly baked goods made with sugar and eggs seemed to be a culture shock. After I served them these snacks once, they started to bite into them like crazy. I'm sure he's wondering if she's going to make another baked good this time.

　They are expecting me to make baked goods.
　→ I'm not a pastry maker or a cook.
　　→But if it's something simple, I can make it.
　　　→A candidate for simple baked goods.
　　　　Madeleines.
　　　　Muffins.
　　　　Cookies (already created)
　　　　Tarte Tatin
　　　We think it's possible to make it on the ↑recipe.
　　　→Although it's easy, is there a reason to make it?
　　　　→ No.
　　　　　→ Do you want to eat yourself?
　　　　　　→ I'm not obsessed with sweetness.
　　　→ Is there any reason not to make it?
　　　　→ None.
　　　　Waste of time and effort (cost) consideration.
　　　　　→ In the hermit kingdom, it can be ignored.

'No problem. I'll serve you some sweetness for dinner.
　Krusty replied.
　Hana Diaojiao would break down laughing inaudibly if I said. It's a cash thing.
　There are only a few people, including Flower Diaojiao and Xing Diaojiao, who use the art of humanization to appear in front of Krusty, but their work keeps the 'White Peach Mausoleum' alive, so it's not so much that they would refuse to serve you with an occasional delivery.
　Either way, life in this fairyland is too slow in the flow of time.
　Even though there are many things to contemplate, this place is too boring. There is no other way to pass the time than to sneak out on a moonlit night to slay demons or to imitate the cook.
　Flower Diaojiao, who had been peering at Krusty as he put down his chopsticks, seemed to move his ears in a twitching motion to express his gratitude. He is a disciplined species.
　But he was waiting for a word of feedback, and the moment he was about to call out to her, he looked back with a hint of nervousness. The figure sniffed the air with a sniff, and the treetops swayed in the wind that had somehow increased in intensity.
　Humidity seemed to be beginning to build up in the air. Perhaps a sea of clouds was rising up. And the mutation of the signs seemed to be accompanied by a visitor.
　Crusty said to Flower Diaojiao, who looked a little frightened, looking quickly from side to side with just a glance, "Thank you for the meal. Would you mind replacing the sheets for me? He offered a helping hand.
　Hua Diaojiao took his words as a blessing as he ran off towards the mausoleum, saying, "Sicily, sir.
　Krusty lightly cleaned himself up on the Shi'ar couch.
　The Fairyland is indeed a dull place compared to Akiva. However, every single visitor here is an oddball. Krusty waits for the visitors with a thin smile on his face as he thinks of some interesting and some not so interesting.



Chapter 1.02　



　In less than five minutes, a beautiful woman of strange age appeared.
　Her dark veiled appearance was not clear, but her black glossy hair, red lips and softly curving body were wrapped in a bright green jade colored robe. The woman, who was dyed with a sweet but vaguely old-fashioned incense, appeared out of nowhere and found herself in Shi'ar.
''Good day, Lady Krusty,''
Yes, thanks to you. |Yes, thanks to you, Miss Lotus Sennheiser, you have remained unchanged.
I've asked you to call me Lotus.
　Although I said thanks, Krusty didn't feel grateful or indebted to me in any way. But he replied politely. Krusty has learned that people are usually happy to be polite.
　No, courtesy is a kind of kindred confirmation in the first place.
　If you pass a fierce beast on the street, you might be bitten on the head. That's what a different species is. If they are fierce beasts, that's okay. If they are barbarians, it's hard to tell them apart at first glance because they are the same person, but since their common sense is different, they might suddenly be beaten with a bloody two-handed axe. It would be a shame to be taken by surprise, thinking that they were of the same race. However, it is very difficult and time-consuming to be on the lookout for every single person you pass as you walk down the street.
　Rei is a way to avoid that.
　I am a kindred spirit who can communicate with you.
　I'm not going to suddenly show interest in the contents of your skull.
　It is a ritual to confirm that.
　Human beings are not interested in the inner workings of others. Therefore, as long as they know the minimum guarantee, that is, that they won't do any sudden harm to themselves, they are happy to do the rest.
　Well, life does not go so smoothly. Sudden disaster, sudden change, sudden madness. Krusty believes that the essence of life is actually on that side. No, he knows. Basically, this world is a circus of unreasonable chaos. It's a space where anything can happen.

　When I went there, this woman in front of me was not interesting.
　She's an ordinary bone of contention who wants to do ordinary mundane things.
　Of course, you can't trust her, but that doesn't mean you don't like her, either. There's nothing unexpected about him that makes you suddenly bleed and attack him. In that sense, it's disappointing.
　They are everywhere, so it doesn't matter. That's my untrue impression.
　It's a bother. I wish I could stay out of it if possible, but unfortunately, this woman who calls herself a nymphomaniac has her own world and purpose. In other words, she's the type of person who doesn't listen.
'How is your health?　Do you remember?
I don't have a problem with that.
　He shrugged his shoulders and replied.
　My body hasn't gotten better or worse since I was sent to the Chinese server and regained consciousness. The 180 level bad status named "Soul Underworld" is also intact.
--Spontaneous recovery of HP is disabled.
--Recovery of HP by means of recovery spells, facilities, and goods will no longer be possible.
--Telepathic functions will cease.
--Travel across server borders will not be possible.
--Memories will be lost.
　The effects of bad status are many and serious. Even in light of the missing memories, it is clear that this was not possible in the game era.
　Crusty arrived at this sacred land on the back of the giant dog-wolf, Gubun (Rubi: Gumon), but both Chuugaki and Hana Diao, who rescued Crusty, were pale. They said it was an unprecedented and terrifying|curse 《rubi:bad status》. The HP he had lost due to his injuries hadn't come back, so it must be true, if you ask me .
　Krusty's current HP is something like five thousand three hundred. It's about half of its maximum.
　That warning display had a disastrous red color. However, Krusty didn't feel particularly upset or itchy.
　I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not going to be able to do anything about it. In other words, it's a tool for fighting the enemy.
　Right now Krusty doesn't have a clear enemy to eliminate.
　It doesn't matter how much HP you have, it doesn't matter how little you have.
　Also, let's say there is an enemy, and you need 10,000 HP to fight that enemy. In that case, the question that arises is "How do I increase my HP to 10,000? , "How do we break through that situation with 5,000 HP? This is a new challenge, and it doesn't seem to be a problem or a pain.
　An inconvenience?　If you ask me, it might be. Maybe, I think, to a degree.
　But but is there a problem?　I don't think so.
'You behave so stoutly that there is no problem.... I find it painful.
　If anything, it was this woman in front of me who felt depressed.
　The thin silk (veil) still hides her eyes, but she speaks to Krusty in a tone of voice as if she is looking up at him. This conversation is probably an indication of concern. Krusty can understand that he is probably expecting some kind of reaction.

　→Why was she worried about me?
　　→ Good intentions.
　　　→ unlikely?
　　　　→ Even if it is well-intentioned, it is one-sided.
　　→ It is part of the negotiation.
　　　→They want the quality of the word that we are in need.
　　　　→ We are not impoverished.
　　　　　→ I think you're doing it in general terms.
　　　　→ From there, he'll sell you help.
　　　　　→It's highly probable based on our last conversation.
　　　→He's collecting information.
　　　　→Checking the extent of her memory loss?
　　　　　→Is it someone you know that you can check?
　　　　　　→ I'm also dubious about my memory of whether I know him or not.
　→ Are you interested enough to infer a motive?
　　→ Is the motivation enough to be of interest?
　　　→ circular argument.

　That's why Krusty also dropped his shoulders together.
　It's not that she's discouraged or anything, but it's a maneuver to adapt to the atmosphere. It's not that I'm not a fan of it.
　It's a good idea to scratch behind the ears of the guru, but if you do that in the middle of a conversation, it's not polite. Flower Diaojiao and others become blatantly unhappy.
''I don't actually feel inconvenienced. It's a peaceful place, and we spend all day long looking at peach blossoms.
Isn't it a terrible thing to have no memory?
　Krusty cut off his words to consider the nymph's words.
　Would it be as horrible as it sounds?
　If the memory is lost, the motivation to get it back is also lost, and I don't seem to feel the need to get it back in the first place. I guess I am what people call a cold-hearted person. No, no, no. I'm just a resource manager, aren't I?　There is also the question of. It's a question that doesn't need to be concluded. In short, I guess I don't have time to think about these things.
　Krusty gave a small laugh, "Not so much, it seems.
'What's the fun in that?'
　This time, he says, he has discouraged the hermitess.
　It was ridiculous, Krusty thought inwardly.
'Dear Krusty,'
　Crusty avoided the nymph's slender white fingertips as she tried to take her hand.
'That curse is an unknown curse that no one can cure. If left untreated, it could bring about any number of disasters.''
　As Krusty stared at her with a furtive expression, the nymph repeated her offer of several cures she had received.
'I am still in charge of the sacred art of healing. I was given that art by the Western Queen Mother who lives on the moon. If you allow me to do so, I would like to decoct the Xiantian for you.
Bitterness isn't my thing.
　Krusty smiled and apologized.
　It's an unknown curse that no one can cure, and yet you say it can be cured by a nymph's decoction?
　That's not even close to "can't cure".
　To begin with, the idea of being a hermit or a hermit is a bit shady.
　No, even Krusty does not deny the words of a hermitess from the head. I suppose there is such a thing as a supernatural technique. It's the kind of unexplored area where there are mysterious peaches that bear fruit all year round. That much can exist. From Krusty's own point of view, according to the words of those around him, he seems to be the youngest seat of that hermit or something, and that's good.
　However, the way they have confirmed the Leaf Lotus Fairy's weaknesses and then imposed their good intentions on her is creaky. I don't have the passion to raise my voice in condemnation, but I don't want to actively engage with her.
　The theatrical atmosphere that follows her is also boring. There is probably nothing behind the atmosphere, if anything. This theatrical atmosphere and the way of thinking itself is her. In other words, the nymph thinks that her good intentions - I don't know if they are good intentions or gainfulness, but they can be understood. She thinks that other people will approve of her good intentions. I think it's possible to get things done that way.
　He thinks Krusty will agree with him.
　I don't mean to discriminate against the hermaphrodite alone, as most women are in my cavernous memory, but it's boring. If the goal is to agree, you can simply hand over a written agreement or contract. If the terms are reasonable, it's easy to move on.
　Before moving on to the next stage, there is a war of words to seek an advantage. I suppose it's a matter of social intercourse, and maybe it's necessary, but it's also true that there's a stench of corruption in the air.
　I guess you could call it the feeling of not being connected to anywhere.
　I have a feeling that Krusty will not gain any new insights or even losses, let alone gains, by warming up this relationship.
　　　　　　Nor would it be fun to tease him as much as it would be to
　Krusty shrugged his shoulders and looked at the distant landscape of dancing peach blossoms.
　He hadn't tried it yet, as they say that trying to go down the mountain is suicidal, but at this rate, he didn't know how far that was true. Now that I've healed my wounds and learned more about my surroundings, this fairyland has become too boring.
　If something doesn't happen soon, I'll just bite down on a raw yawn and time will pass. However, it's not like I have a guess when I go down to the lower realm, and if that happens, is it inconvenient for me to have no memories?　I thought. But if you think about it more, it doesn't matter whether you have a memory or not, because there is no acquaintance in the Chinese server, of course. It's not so much an inconvenience as an inconvenience, after all.
　The nymph is talking to Krusty in a sincere voice, and Krusty is answering her with a single handed answer, scratching the soft fur behind her ear.
　Without panicking, he was sure there would be a commotion eventually.
　He couldn't remember a time in Krusty's life when boredom had lasted half a year.



Chapter 1.03　



"Carnivore style!
　Kanami, who spun around and held up the bone-in meat in his hands, replied to Leonardo, "Eat quietly.
　The sky in this country is wide.
　Blue sky, sunset and purple twilight can coexist in the same sky.
　It's a good thing that the color of the sky is never the same under the gradation of the same color as it is every day, the party led by Kanami is camping under the frigid winter sky today.
　After meeting up with the merchant Jiuha, they split up and headed north and south. It's been a journey of many things, Leonardo thinks. No, we can't let our guard down. The journey is still ongoing.
"Every evening and every evening is a delightful meal.
　Chun-Lu said as she sat down on a mere rug on the ground and sipped from her bowl. She is an adventurer, a female patrolman belonging to the Wulf Wolves' Cavalry. She was now dressed in furs and looked hulking.
"You can't tell Kanami to calm down,
　The one who took a bite out of a polished kernels of fruit with his white teeth is Elias Hackblade, an "ancient species" hero. The girl in a maid's uniform who serves soup to Elias is Coppelia, the "Priestess of Healing".
　It's a good thing that you're able to get a good idea of what you're looking for.

''I thought you were restless, but I didn't expect you to go this far.
"If you hear a call for help in the north, go to the thugs and the paunchies. "If you hear of a poor village in the south, go for the crooks and the keecks.
　What are you going to do with a kick in the ass? You're an idiot.
　Leonardo nailed Kanami with a scowling gaze.
　The words derailed and showed no signs of coming back, but the content itself was true in a bad way. After finishing their adventure in central Eurasia and Aorsoy, the group thought they would be heading smoothly to the far east, to Yamato this time, but that's not the case.
　The incident with the Columnar Ruins of Toon's Grave took place in September, so they've been wandering around the wilderness for three months now.
　It is said that it was not unusual for a journey along the Silk Road to take six months and a year to complete, so in that sense, it cannot be ruled out as too long.
　Rather than continuing the journey, it was not uncommon for them to stay three days or a week at a village they stopped at to rest. If there was a caravan going in the same direction as ours, they would often fit in ten days or so to travel together.
　The Dirtbags are wise to protect themselves from the dangers of nature and monsters in the wilderness, but Leonardo and his fellow adventurers are not to be trifled with.
　It is true that Leonardo and the others are dozens of times more capable of fighting than the Earthmen, but there was one incident with the abandoned city of Tekeli. Lack of knowledge of the wilderness and the surrounding terrain could have fatal consequences. Even if it were not fatal, getting lost in a winding canyon could easily cost you weeks of your time.
　We could not ignore the knowledge of the local people, who were familiar with the local roads and traffic.
　It is true that such "normal" circumstances prolonged the journey, but on the other hand, Kanami's proclivity for helping people, or rather her talent for detecting trouble, also caused her to delay her journey.
　In Turkuur, she defeated the Sand Tortoise Demon, which ruled over a large river, and in a nameless cold village, Coppelia blessed watermelon seeds to plant a field.
　At Black Wind Mountain, an evil raccoon dog, the Black Raccoon Tribe, got involved in an outrageous commotion when they stole Kanami's hot pants (they thought it was filled with spiritual power). It was decided to collect the seven ingredients to make an elixir that would whiten the hair on the belly of the Black Raccoon King, the leader of the Black Raccoon tribe. ........by Leonardo.
(Oh my gawd!)
　My head hurts when I think about it.
　Kanami rushes through, Coppelia follows with a blank expression, Elias is dragged along, and Leonardo cleans up after him. You're a lose-lose handler for a fire project. I've never heard such a horrible story in the Avenue.
　As long as you're with Kanami, there's no indication that the fuse of trouble is running out, but today, for tonight, it's finally a calm camp, as it seems that we're out of trouble and out of goods for tonight. And that's noisy enough.

We're getting very close to the City of the Steppes, aren't we?
Yes.
　Chuncui nodded as he licked the grease from his fingertips.
''If we continue along the mountain range, we'll be there in less than a week.
　That was the reason why we were traveling with this adventurer belonging to the Wulf Wolves of the Wandering Wolf Riders. The City of the Steppes is the end of the Central Yuleed, and from the Chinese side, it is the starting point of the full-fledged Silk Road. If we were to look at it from the west, we could say that the end of it was the so-called "middle ground". In other words, in the real world, this area would be located in Mongolia or something like that.
　From the point of view of Kanami's group (which reluctantly includes Leonardo), the capital of the steppe is a milestone in their journey to the east, and from the point of view of Shunsui, it is also the headquarters of a guild that aims to return.
　This is the result of the coincidence of Kanami and the others seeking guidance and Shunsui's intentions for a return force.
　However, Leonardo also thinks that in the situation of this place where the degree of confusion is deepening, the Rakuraku Wolf Troopers are interested in themselves as strangers who do not belong to a major guild - to put it bluntly, they are monitoring.
　Of course, even if it is surveillance, it is not the kind of thing that would cause a backlash on its own. If there is an element of uncertainty in one's situation, one will try to investigate it, and even if the code has no idea if it has a bug or not, the engineer has a hunch that the process is going to get stuck somewhere. I think it's only natural to be wary of a land mine like Kanami.
　Besides, if Leonardo and the others get into any trouble around here, they have every intention of using the Ronin Wolf Troops. It is not a fair attitude to refuse to admit to the other party that we intend to use them.

"The city of the grasslands, huh? I'll need a horse when I get there.
You want a horse?
Mmm-hmm.
　Kanami nodded vigorously.
　What an Establishment to be able to ride, Leonardo mused, but Elias had taught him.
　Maybe he'd gotten a taste of the KR (Kayr) thing. It was disgusting, riding around his friend or something, but KR had the air of being in a bad mood about that one, so Leonardo withheld his attitude.
'Horses, sir?'
　To a thoughtful-looking Shunsui, Elias asked, "What's the problem? I ask.
　Chun Sui lightly denied it before she began to speak.
''It's possible to obtain both the horse and the item. But this is a land full of demons. Perhaps a wolf would be better.
A wolf?
"Yes. It's a common riding item on the Chinese server (You Red). The popular version would be the flute to summon a riding wolf. It allows you to summon a huge wolf and ride it. The Le Wrangler's Wolf Riders are famous for their wolf-riding guild.
　Kanami's eyes sparkled, "A huge wolf! She shouted.
　Leonardo and the rest of the party had seen the gray-furred wolf she had summoned several times during their journey. They didn't usually summon it to match the gait of the group without a riding horse, but they had seen it in action several times in the perilous terrain during their journey.
　It is true that that summoning technique might be ideal for a trip in the wilderness. If you're only thinking about movement, it would be a horse, but in the case of a horse, the ability to defend yourself and adapt to the environment when attacked by a carnivorous monster would still be a problem.
''Ah. Chun Midori. Do you sell that wolf flute item?''
We have them for sale. The guild also has artisans who can make them. It's just....
"Just?
'There are quite a few grades and types of wolf summoning whistles in one bite.
　Leonardo nodded his head in agreement.
　That would be true. There is a wide variety of items that can be used to summon a riding creature in Elder Tail. With the exception of ultra-high-grade items that can be flown, most of them are available to ordinary users. But even so, most of them are restricted by level. A level 20 adventurer has 20 levels of items, and a level 50 adventurer has 20 levels of items. A level 50 adventurer has to use items of 50 levels. The horses called up also differ in size, strength and color. Of course, even their performance was different in terms of speed and usable time.
''Since you are all ninety levels (high end), commercially available summoning whistles won't be enough. In that case, we'll have to do a quest.''
　That also made sense.
　As a result of quests, you could receive summoned items themselves, or you could obtain core materials that would be the key to creating high-level items.
In this area, there's a dungeon called 'Heavenly Wolf Cave'. It's a dungeon for high level parties, but there are many different kinds of wolf-like monsters. There are many different types of wolf-like monsters in this dungeon for a high level party, but there are also many different types of wolf-like monsters, and you can get core materials from some of them. If you're a trainer (tamer), you can train monsters and get summoned items directly from them.
Hey, guys. You're a sub?　I'm a courier.
'Yes!　I'm a chef!
Coppellia is a warpriest.
The only thing I can use is my fairy skills.
　Okay, they're all irrelevant. Leonardo summed up.
　Maybe we should eventually dive into that or some other dungeon and hunt monsters for a while.
　No, before thinking about whether or not he should do that, Kanami went into full motivational mode and said, "Hmm. A wolf, huh. I need to think of a name!　Ur........Mr. Wolf? He muttered something like.
　When this happens, resistance is pointless.
　Each of your traveling companions have their own dependable abilities, but the cute Coppelia has proven to be completely useless in restraining Kanami, and the handsome blonde who runs a hand to her chin, "Aren't you a fairy horse...?" is much more than it appears. I know it's a clunker, and I know it's a clunker.
　I could say that getting a passenger wolf was the default.
　If that was the case, there would be few problems. It is much easier to hide in a dungeon than to wander aimlessly north and south in the wilderness. I'm sure it will only take me a day at most. Leonardo thought so.
　If I can get my feet wet in that amount of time, I'll be lucky.

　Leonardo was aware of the fact that such a decision would lead to a second adventure in central Yuled.
　But everyone has the right to try to console themselves.
　It's free to dream that 'this time it's going to go on peacefully and without trouble', especially when it's in a future that is yet to be seen.
　As a code writer (programmer) in the Big Apple, Leonardo, who has done so in every project and of course failed every time, was optimistic this time as well.
　The adventurous New Yorker must be tough to survive.