The Simple-Looking Sword Saint is Nevertheless the Strongest - 462 Responsibility

After all, he is a human being, even when he says noble.

If my beloved wife or daughter told me I was’ hungry ‘or’ I want to eat whatever ‘, I had to help cook.

Even in the morning, on the ‘platform’, where the sea breeze strikes directly, the nobles were beginning to prepare their dishes in the first place.

The dish is simple, a boiled potato.

Naturally, the handiwork of the superior cooks in this position is different. They leave it up to others, and they don’t just finish. They know how important planting is in cooking, and peeling potatoes and other things as a proper cooking practice in the first place.

Never a professional skill, but still the peeling speed was overwhelming.

The cooks curse their relatives with their mouths. That was the kind of harsh curse directed at the cook of the tour.

Cut your fingers to peel, don’t know how to grip a knife in the first place, cut too much fruit to peel, haven’t treated the buds, etc. It was very preliminary.

Why should a nobleman like ourselves do such a thing when we are given it up? Sure, relatives may have experts, but we don’t want to do this ourselves.

In fact, the five cooks, including the injured, were cooking twice as fast as all the other amateurs. I honestly don’t know what it means to involve amateurs.

But then we’re talking about what we do. If you’re just at dusk without doing anything, you’ll buy a bunch of pussies from the women.

That’s how the dishes are silently cooked. The food you can cook, however made by the best cooks, is a substitute for bad labor time and ingredients. Not very much, but not to satisfy their tongues. But still, my belly was swollen.

“Hey, you guys. You know what I mean?

“What?”

“Let’s start the evening.”

“I’m just finishing my breakfast?!

“What are you talking about, it’s noon. Besides, if we don’t get ready now, it won’t be a decent night meal.”

In a way, the luckiest would be the cook. For once, I had the opportunity to demonstrate my abilities.

It is to their credit that safe and hygienic dishes were prepared, albeit lacking in seasonings and cookware.

On top of that, they were the only ones who had specific orders around them.

The rest of us didn’t think of anything, like directing us to something.

Therefore, we were to continue to help cook in the morning and consult after nightfall.

“What do we do?

“Do you have to endure here for three more days…”

“It’s not. We’ll be back in a week with supplies, not rescue.”

In a dim, windy cabin, the men consult.

The women were anxiously watching the meeting.

“A ship of supply that would come in a week, probably a boat flying in the sky of the Great Eight States, but we have to get on that boat at all costs”

“That’s normal, let me grip anything…”

“So what makes you grip? That’s what we’re talking about.”

Bribe them and they’ll put themselves on board.

That’s what I have to believe, but I don’t have any hands on it right now.

Anyway, he was kidnapped and came here without a wallet before his property was confiscated.

Literally, stay dressed.

“… clothes?

“Don’t be silly. Who the hell wants clothes exposed to the sea breeze for a week”

A designer who speaks very genuine reason.

In the first place, it must be that dirty, such as clothes that have been worn for over a week.

“… you had an opera singer”

“If you’re the owner of an upbringing that understands my song, you won’t leave me like this in the first place”

“So is that…”

I do have a corner expert, but it’s hard to bribe.

I have a stunt with a value of thousands of gold, but in this case, ‘cash’ or cash itself is desirable.

Anyway, whoever sings or paints on this occasion needs a certain upbringing to know if it’s amazing.

They have quite a bit of common sense, too. Just because a superior singer sang “I’m impressed, let me take you on this ship and take you far away” doesn’t make a development.

Instead, I don’t even think the poor can understand my song, so I can’t help but be very right in this case.

No one is happier with cash than a song they’re not sure about.

“There will be no one who aspires to art for the masses. Let’s see how many people can demonstrate their skills in this setting.”

The musician was helpless. Anyway, I don’t have any instruments, and I don’t care if they give me the score I composed.

The painter was helpless, too, without any painting material.

The architect was powerless. In the first place, I specialize in design.

The stage director was also helpless. I don’t play it myself.

“I can do poetry.”

That’s what I said, I was a poet.

There should have been a simple writing instrument, so you can produce a ‘piece’ once and for all with it.

“I doubt that will pass on to the unschooled. Anyway, it’s suspicious that you can read the letters.”

“… no, isn’t that all we’ve got anymore?

“Right, and if you sign it, it’ll be worth some”

“Let them sell it…”

“In that case, the other person will go home first. We’re gonna wait another week.”

If you give something to an amateur that you don’t know what it’s worth, they have to go home once to make sure it’s worth it.

That means a week more time to stay here. It was an impossible story to stay for two weeks, even though it was hard at the moment.

“But…”

The easiest, most impossible behavior anyone will ever speak of.

It was a really tough move to take the boat and return with the exercise of strength.

If we can do that, we’ll talk fast. Whatever it is, it is Arcana’s territorial waters, and if you go east, you will reach land.

If you can occupy a flying ship, sailing is unnecessary to return.

The problem was that there was no way Acrylic could have imagined that.

Faces of this place are closed, but not confined on the other hand. If you want to go wild, you can always go wild.

Though an amateur in battle, there are about fifty adult men who can use some magic. Would you send unprotected workers to such an island?

There’s no way. They don’t have that convenient delusion.

“You had some writing equipment, I’ll write to you for once.”

“To whom?

“To the aristocracy of my neighboring country, where I was to paint a portrait, I will seek rescue. If you’re going to let us get away with it, you’re going to need a lot of grubbing-up, but a little grubbing-up would be enough to send you a letter.”

“… how long will it take for that letter to arrive”

“I don’t know, just in case.”

Yes, the face of the occasion has begun to prepare.

that you will live on this remote island on a yearly basis.

In the end, the supply ship really came.

A day before I ran out of food, I was visiting sparingly.

Empty-dancing transporters, the ones who started unloading their luggage.

“Hey, you guys. Let’s get him down in a hurry.”

“Ouch!

They were dozens, dozens of tough men.

The loading and unloading are very skillful, which makes me think he is a Disuir sailor.

Whoever sees it, it’s not the one the aristocrats can beat up and win.

“What do we do?

“I won’t do anything about it…”

If we wait like this, that’s what happens.

One poet offered a bunch of paper for many poems to a man who looked like a representative.

“There he is.”

“Am I right?

“I am a Disya aristocrat and a famous poet. This is just what I wrote on paper, but whoever finds out about me will buy it for the right price.”

“Heh.”

Doesn’t matter, he had his neck clenched.

I guess he doesn’t know if something like that is really worth it.

“So?”

“I’m offering you this, so I want us on the boat.”

Everyone was watching his reaction.

Please, I want us to believe in ourselves. I want you to receive that poem and let me smuggle it to a flying ship.

If they leave without receiving it, that’s what makes them unable to do anything.

“Well, this piece of paper turns into gold, huh?

“Yes, you’re right!

“Thank you.”

With the poems in his hands, what he paid was iron fist.

Everyone loses their word against him who loses his poetry to poetry.

The poet stays beaten and rolls to the hard ground.

“Oh, hey you!

“Am I?”

“What a sight to steal!

“Huh?”

“That’s not just a bunch of paper! I had a lot of trouble playing that poem!

A man who is a writer protests aloud.

Sure, it may be a sentence, but I don’t know how much I put into writing it.

For those of you who didn’t know how to write, there was a bloody anguish that you couldn’t understand.

“Heh.”

Another fist.

A thick arm wielded a fist that anyone could understand.

“Hey, we’re going home.”

“Ouch!

Finish carrying your stuff and everyone goes home.

In contrast, no one could complain anymore.

Yes, they are no longer nobles of the Disuia family on this occasion. Because Disya banished them all.

Whatever they offer, they don’t close as counterparties to the deal.

Because no one gets mad when you hit them. Even if we catch him, no one will sue him. If you treat me like an asshole, I won’t be punished by anyone.

Until now they had nothing to do with violence, they understood that they were finally in a position to be exposed to violence.

“I want you to wait!

Still, a man walks over for a letter.

“Please, take this letter”

“Letter?”

“Yes, give this to a well-known merchant! That’s all I need!

“Does it say something important?

“That’s right!

Drop the letter like it doesn’t matter from the bottom of your heart.

The wishful letter of salvation fell from the cliff to the sea.

“Hey, do what!

“Nothing good, ‘important letters’”

“Yes, you know what that means?! It’s an important letter!?

“So you and the others have read” Juyo Nategami “?

Apparently he knows what a sin the face of this place is, he said that.

In contrast, everyone was losing their word.

“As it were… our destiny depended on it… so it really mattered… that we were different from the letters we didn’t read!

“So you and the others weren’t sure what” Juyo Nategami “was about? How do you know that?

“So! That depends on our destiny! That’s not what I’ve ever written in my letters!

“So what did ‘Juyo Nategami’ say so far?

“You know what!

It was a fist from frustration.

Contempt and indignation were making me wave my arms strong.

“Do you know what your fate is?”

Both were frustrating.

On top of that, it was the strong one whose convenience prevailed.

“Not at all… those old bodies and deputies are pathetic. I can’t believe I was babysitting people who only thought about me like this.”

To the boulder, if you say so much.

The former nobles on this occasion also read between the lines because they are not unschooled.

That he admired the fallen Lord, and that he sincerely hated the face of this occasion that was holding him hostage.

Suddenly, we have to stand up.

It was that all those who came to supply this island were disgusted with themselves.

Would there have been one person here who would have spoiled themselves and felt grateful or sorry for the old body they had sheltered?

No one has such spiritual leeway.

“Why…!

Mentally unstable, they just yelled at the people around them, at the ones they could yell at.

“Why didn’t you guys read the letter and even attend the meeting!

An old man, a man who was the nephew of an old body, was yelling at his own son.

“If you had read the letter and attended the meeting yourself, this would not have happened!

“Chi, Father?!

“If you had contained that crazy little girl, you wouldn’t have been pushed into an island like this!

Not that we can solve the current situation, but surely his son had a responsibility.

“Nah…… didn’t your father ever participate!

“Shut up! Though Noon would be so old for hiding!

“Oh no… wasn’t it Father who said you didn’t have to read the letter from our Lord!

“Ugh… shut up! You’d already be a parent, too! Even though you have a wife or son, if you say parents are good, you do that!

I see, most likely.

“Don’t be ridiculous! I’ve been telling you that I don’t have time for that kind of chore if I leave it to the deputies, such as the administration, and now what!

But it’s not about one or two people.

Everyone in this room should have noticed. How frustrating it is to be doing just what you like to be selfish.

“What are you going to do, even my kids are going to be like this! It’s all your fault!

“What are you talking about! You have no power to think for yourself!

“If that’s the case, was Father doing this on his own!

“Oh, of course!

“Then how did this happen! Why didn’t Father join himself!

“Shut up! Don’t defy what your parents say!

A reward for an initiative that has no intelligence or character, a parent-child fight, aimed at cursing the other person.

It’s too lame, but nobody takes it.

“It’s your mother’s fault!

“You should have done it!

Everyone else was in contention for the same reason.

Everyone was cursing each other that someone other than themselves was bad.

“Because my brother plays and stuff! Because it was a trail, and I didn’t do anything!

“If I didn’t answer, you should have left on my behalf! If I had, this wouldn’t have happened!

“You told me to leave! You didn’t even tell me. You look great!

“You were out if I told you to!

“Then my brother should have left! Different!

I’m not bad.

There’s no way I’m wrong.

Don’t be sorry.

Until now, someone else has given in, but if everyone says the same thing, we won’t even have a conversation.

As the children cried, the adults were also crying and pressing their responsibilities together.

Because this (…) is troublesome, Acrylics and Disuirs have abandoned them.