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Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga Chapter 88

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Even though he faced the endangered life of the academy on the fifth day, Esmue and Ragnis clearly distinguished between public and private affairs.

While I was almost being dragged by Esmuer until I got to my destination, unable to properly grasp the location, looking at the two of them smoothly continuing their communication with nobles and envoys from other countries I met, I suddenly realized that they were members of the royal family and nobles. it was felt

Even if there were conversations with each other during the process, seeing them chatting with laughter without the slightest war of nerves, I immediately thought that it would be nice if they could just stay like that for the rest of the period.

Of course, that’s impossible. Even if I, the cause provider, had such a wish, it would mean nothing.

“Today’s plan is to explore the dungeon. Even though it’s a dungeon run under strict management for the education of students, it’s easy for ordinary adventurers to form a party.”

Esmuer, noticing that I hadn’t properly grasped the schedule for the day, was explaining it to me from time to time as I exchanged greetings with the crowds coming and going. If I hadn’t seen him in the arena on the first day, I would have been quite surprised by the level of the dungeon, but after experiencing it myself, it was quite understandable.

Rather, those who have developed a certain level of unity within the frame of the academy are better than a half-class adventurer party. This class, too, would be more focused on factors such as situational awareness, improvisation, and role division rather than checking the ability to cope with risks.

“Then how do I or the Marquis get involved?”

“It is already prepared for that. Eldmia as the Marquis of Levien’s representative, you will participate in the exploration along with the warrior Siegfried. And the entourage brought by the envoys of each country or the envoy himself will be filled with the rest. ”

“There are more than ten kingdoms on the continent that I know of, but not all of them have participated, right?”

That is, there are ten countries each with a size and reputation enough to send out invitations from the empire. If you add other small countries together, wouldn’t there be at least ten more countries that I don’t know about?

But it actually happened.

“Why not? It’s the interest of the continent. However, it was divided into those who want to see the warriors directly from the side and those who want to compete with the dungeon exploration. Including the party of academy cadets, there are a total of 4 parties. At the same time, you will be exploring dungeons.”

For reference, there are five members in the party. Esmuer’s last words at the end made me feel a strong sense of anxiety.

“They said that if five people get together, at least one of them has trash.”

Zeke, who is also an intellectual of the same modern society, muttered with a puzzled expression as soon as he heard her from the side.

“That’s a very unique and strangely reliable statement. Who said that?”

“Yes. The wise man, Mr. Jirobo. Even he judged humans too rationally.”

“Ohhh…this is the first name I’ve ever heard of. Do you have any other teachings?”

“Probably not.”

It is not unusual for him to look around casually about how many times he has made such remarks. Ragnis asked a question as I gritted my teeth and endured the fact that I almost burst out laughing at Esmuet, who was reacting to his story as if he was unreasonable.

“Isn’t a party of four quite a lot? The size of the dungeon is understandable since it’s an empire, but is there a different reason for exploring that number of people at the same time?”

“No matter how much it is done to show the achievements of the warriors, in the end, the academy doesn’t raise just one hero, so by adding one party of envoys to two parties of cadets, four came out inevitably.”

The fact that the empire had no intention of betting everything on the hero was a hypothesis and a question that had already existed from the first day.

Under normal circumstances, I would have thought that forming a party of warriors with outside members and making it compete with the rest of the party would give me quite a bit of demerit, but since I was in the same party as the warrior, I had to complicate my thoughts in many ways.

If it was an enemy-level dungeon, it would be possible to break through with just me and the hero. It’s okay if we didn’t get along because we’ve lost each other, but right now there’s no reason why we can’t converge on each other’s opinions.

“Esmuer. Was it planned to organize me and Zeke into the same party?”

Even though I thought about it right away, I couldn’t come up with an answer, so I just asked the question openly and quietly. Esmuer, who casually waved his hand and greeted a passing nobleman, answered quietly as well.

“The story that there was an impure intention came out and made haste.”

The explanation ended with that, but it was enough. In this situation, it is clear what it means to have an impure intention and give the hero a safety bread party member.

The question is, is it an assassination or does it have the purpose of damaging the honor of the hero somewhere other than the empire… If you are wary of demons, there is no need to reorganize the party, so it is concluded that it is likely to be a conflict between countries.

And that leads to the conclusion that there are people who regard the warriors who have been appointed by God as the adversaries of the demon lord as mere military weapons of the empire.

The irritation and displeasure that came up in an instant was more than I had ever felt before coming to the Empire.

It was Esmuer’s hand with his arms crossed that straightened his face, which was about to be distorted.

“Are you nervous because there are a lot of people watching? If you and the hero’s skills are good, there will be no problem, but you are surprisingly timid.”

Esmuer’s eyes, looking down, have a meaning different from what she said.

Even with just a brief moment of tension, pure admiration swallowed up my annoyance that he accurately grasped the change in my emotions and gave me a word in advance.

“…I see. I guess it’s because I’m not used to outside activities.”

“No matter how nervous you are, you have to do it. The dungeon exploration isn’t over.”

Even if there is an attempt to target the hero, he must not be killed. Understanding what Esmuier was trying to say, I nodded with something similar

to a smile.

The entrance to the dungeon, which is located in the forest near the academy and leads underground, is quite clean and boasts a modern style, probably because it was newly built and maintained. Maybe the dungeon itself is an artificial dungeon.

Including faculty members to lead, wooden bleachers that seem to have been built informally, several crystal balls, and people filling the seats, it is very lively as if it were some kind of festival.

I wondered if there would ever be a guy who would slap the back of a warrior in a place like this, but there was a possibility, so I thought I had prepared in advance, and I sighed.

“Well, it’s a common thing. Don’t worry too much brother.”

It is absurd to see Zeke talking to me as if it was nothing special while leaving behind the party who had moved to the bleachers.

“Aren’t you too calm in the face of what might be an assassination attempt against you?”

It’s not that I haven’t heard Esmuer’s story before. Because Sieg can command the wind spirit. You can hear all conversations with nearby voices.

That’s why I was able to ask without a single doubt, and Zeke just shrugged his shoulders and answered as if he had no intention of hiding anything.

“My younger brother is from a country that faces the demons, so he doesn’t know much about it. In some kingdoms in the inland region, there are places where the hero itself is considered a gigantic scam by the empire.”

“A scam?”

“Actually, demons aren’t even a dick, but it’s a ploy to suck up all the gains by raising the name of God and standing up.”

To be honest, I doubted that he was going to benefit from using the hero. But… the only thing that comes out is that the idea of ignoring the threat of the demons itself and forging the spirit has crossed the line.

People from other worlds, not me or Zeke, but ordinary people living in this world come up with ideas like that?

“Is there no faith in the Inland Kingdom?”

“There is a saying that it is a tragedy when seen in close-up and a comedy when seen from a distance.”

It was Zeke who was intelligent and looked like a warrior in many ways today. okay. That’s perfectly true.

“That’s why I treat all these fucking bastards like fucks. If they don’t have a sense of reality and feel like they’re losing money even though they didn’t make an effort, they’ll stand up as if it’s true and try to bite them. They’re the ones who think more.”

I didn’t think he would see only good things because he was reincarnated as a hero, but Zeke may have seen more bad things than he thought.

When I tried to look pitiful, Zeke tapped me on the shoulder and showed his teeth and laughed.

“But you have a younger brother this time, right? Doesn’t your younger sister like those bastards too?”

“I don’t like it very much.”

“Yeah. That’s all it is. Even if they’re fucking shit anyway, how are you going to beat the warrior and the guy who won the warrior? If you think you can take this opportunity and beat him like a dog, it feels rather good, right?”

young. I don’t know about other things, but the hero was right at least in terms of mentality.

Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Never touch Eldmia Egga, 절대 엘드미아 에가를 건드리지 마라
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
I reincarnated into a fantasy world. Since I somehow got born again, I resolved myself to live diligently once more. But, putting that aside, my entire village burning up and disappearing when I’m 8-year old f*cking crossed the line. f*cking shit-f*cking crossed the line!

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