The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley” – Chapter 139, To Hold a Spoon
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul “Are you sure about this, sir?”
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul “Are you sure about this, sir?”
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Silavin Tsutomu stood up, went to his desk, and started to write letters to the four major Clans. The three roles of Tank, Healer, and Attacker; methods of using <<Heal>> shots; and data regarding the Fire Dragon — All that information were to be offered in a joint conference between two newspaper publications. The letters’ content was an invitation, asking the Clans to consider participating.
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul “Eh-hem! 132! Hundred and thirty-two, Master!”
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul So, regarding our general location…
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Silavin With the party of three having set a new record time in defeating the Fire Dragon, the celebration was great as well this time; even Garm, who normally would not even flinch from drinking the Dwarves’ favorite ale, was starting to get drunk by the end of it. Tsutomu had tried to enjoy things at his own pace, but had ended up exhausted from dealing with Amy’s drunken shenanigans.
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul “AHHHHHHHHHHHHH?!”
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul ~~Eleven O’clock in the Morning, Second Day of the Fifth Month, Ninety-Fourth Year of the War Demon Calendar~~
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Silavin It was past four in the afternoon. The time at which the sun started to wane, the women in town started preparing to cook dinner, and the children cheerfully ran around outside. Around the monitors, the Dungeon Maniacs and the people who were off work started to secure themselves a spot from which the view was better, while those who worked the stall were taking a break after having washed…