I will look into details such as the window frame of the store and the shadow of the pillars, but I canât find them.
âThis is what makes you mean.â
Me nodding at Lord Forondaâs words.
Mr. Druid laughed bitterly.
The festival starts in 10 minutes, I want to find it at all costs!
As I was re-establishing my temper, I received a delightful voice from Lord Foronda.
When I went to see it with Mr. Druid, he had a small box in his hand.
Foronda lord who opens the box to Mr. Druidâs words to make sure.
âToo bad this isnât white. This is silver.â
A colored powdered dough that lets you see it on your palm.
âSome colors are so beautiful.â
âYeah, itâs beautiful, but I want it whiteâ
I laugh about Lord Foronda, who Iâm really sorry for.
Mr. Druid canât stand being followed and laughs.
He gave me a resentful look, but I and Mr. Druid canât stop laughing.
âNo, I donât mind. A friend of mine tells me. âWhen you concentrate on something, you go home to your childhood heart, right? Youâre a good old man.'â
I saw Mr. Druid holding his mouth down with his hands.
âWell, letâs try a little harderâ
Trying to follow Lord Foronda, I saw a few boxes lined up behind a garment store sign in sight.
Lord Foronda and Mr. Druid look back in my voice.
The excitement I found made the words a bitâŠâŠ well I guess itâs ok.
Remove the box from behind the sign.
Wonder why there are as many as five, but you donât have a problem with it.
âYes, itâs okay, isnât it?
Mr. Druid will check the contents of the box.
The contents contained 2 white, 2 silver and 1 gold.
âItâs white. Ivy, wow.â
âLord Foronda, one pleaseâ
âWhat! No, thatâs fineâ
âBecause itâs what we all found. Mr. Druid and I are traveling together so one for two. Lord Foronda is one because he will behave differently again. I hear you have some good things to do, so pray for the safety of your journey.â
Itâs a new event from this one, so I donât know if itâs true.
Iâm sure youâll convey your feelings.
âThank you. Well, weâll have to hit those in black for sure.â
âThe treasure hunt is over. Now, the festival begins. I wish you good health and happiness so that you are not injured⊠here we go.â
Cheers echo from all over the village.
âWell, here we go. Is that it? Where did you do the dough?
As Lord Foronda peeks at the bag he is lowering from his shoulder, a voice is heard from behind.
Along with the voice, colored powder dough can be bumped into the three of us.
It didnât hurt because it came from nearby, but I was surprised because it was an accident.
And when colorful colors appear on the clothes, a little powder dances.
Is that a signal? Then the dough flies.
âYou canât lose this.â
Winning or losing doesnât matter, but I do kinda hate being left to do it.
Take out the colored powder dough and look around.
You should color it for sure.
âOh, ho, ho.â \nWhen I turn my gaze to the voice that spills in, I see a color powder on Mr. Druidâs face.
âMr. Druid, you look amazing.â
It has blue powder from Mr. Druidâs left cheek to his neck.
âWhen I avoided it, a different dough hit my faceâ
âShouldnât you avoid it?â
â⊠just like that. Youâre a commercial disease of adventurers.â
Hit the dough around us as we talk.
Black clothes if you look at the one who points to Lord Forondaâs voice!
âFound it! Letâs go. Oh, I got away!
With that said, it said that people in black get away with it.
Follow me with Lord Foronda, Mr. Druid and I.
I see a few of them following.
When I try to get through between people, a dough hits my head.
âItâs okay! Excuse me, Iâm interrupting!
âIs that black? Come on, letâs go!â
As I walked through speaking out loud, I was somehow supported.
Doing so will pave the way for those who realize it.
Besides, I hear voices of support one after another.
âWow, I canât take this offâ
Mr. Druid smiles bitterly at the support from around him.
I hear ridiculous voices from before.
Seeing, one man is dropped.
Whatâs the matter with you?
Too much passing through to see how it goes.
âThe white dough is getting harder to crack! Watch out!
So youâre saying itâs hard to turn into powder?
âCrush it in your hand and rub it directlyâ
\nâYou canât run for real in a good year. My legs are shaking.â
Laughter occurs in Lord Forondaâs words, not only from me and Mr. Druid, but from around.
When you look around, you see people sitting around everywhere.
âWe need to get a little more strength from next year.â
âGrandpa, are you going to run around next year?
I hear voices from a short distance away.
Seeing, a slightly fat older man with gray hair sits up.
Before that, the appearance of a young woman.
Are they parents and children because they look alike?
âNaturally. Next year Iâm gonna hit that black guy.â
âDonât push me anymore! Heâs a good old man!
âItâs okay, Iâm still youngâ
âWhat are you talking about! I always say they work because it hurts everywhere! If youâre young, you wonât have to work anymore!
âHahaha, youâre fine. Well, Iâm about to run out of time.â
Lordship Foronda was standing up and dropping the attached sand as he laughed at the exchange between an elderly man and a woman.
âYeah, thereâs going to be a gathering. Iâm going to promote the town.â
âGood luck with that. Iâll go check it out tomorrow.â
âThanks. Iâll do my best tomorrow. Thank you for your help, Druid.â
Drop Lord Foronda off walking toward the vigilante jar.
âWell, shall we go back to the inn too? I want to dye these clothes.â
Looking down at his body, he had been wearing a lot of busy clothes before he knew it.
âWow, this blue is beautifulâ
The flank is bright blue.
I canât see my back, but I felt it hit my back quite a bit, so it would be amazing in the back.