Divine Costume Holy Sword Fafnir

"... this is, again..., somehow... that's it..."

I was looking at the Adventurer Guild building in front of me, half laughing, muttering to myself.

Though I didn't think it was faint and unconscious regarding self-defense because I only had casting weapons in the store where the weapons were handled......

"Compared to the Adventurer Guild in the school city of Isperia and the trade city of Romane...... you're a lot smaller, huh?

"Right. But… the Principality of Alto rarely appears demons…… and the invasion from the Kaisel Empire from the south is better stopped by soldiers at the border…"

I look at the building listening to Flora.

The building itself is made of red brick and doesn't look bad...

"What do you do when something happens?

I speak to Flora as I crawl my fingers into red bricks where sculptures and the like appear to be innumerably carved and overdecorated.

"- Huh? Something... That's right... something like what happened in Isperia... again, it doesn't necessarily happen..."

Flora, who was in a good mood until earlier, answered my question with a sinking voice when she dropped her gaze.

Perhaps, but there was nothing like the school city of Isperia that they would have been in debt if it hadn't been for the demonic raids.

... I could naturally say that I would be depressed.

That's right, I wasn't going to say anything to inquire about her either, so I immediately reflect.

Well, the material of demons living in the End Forest exists innumerably in the item box.

Even about the dragon, it became money there.

Thinking about it, if you sell Yorumungand and other materials, you'll be able to pay off about three debts easily...

No...

Anything, I don't feel like it's a good idea to solve it easily with money.

In the meantime, for once, let's settle down a little.

Firstly, as initially intended, it would be better to sell the excess with the material in hand in the erosion dungeon and convert it into money to fund the current situation.

"That's it, I'm gonna get something today, so let's just start by redeeming it."

"... Yes"

To my words, I take Flora, who has replied powerlessly, and step inside the Adventurer's Guild in Altria, the capital.

When I went inside and looked over, I got a small impression.

"Oh, you don't have a quest board..."

A sign has not been placed on the wall with a job called the trade city of Romane or the quest board as seen in the school city of Isperia.

I'm convinced that's what's been visually giving me a tiny impression.

"Yes, the job is for adventurers who sign up for the Adventurer Alliance to take it directly to their desk."

"Hmmm... you're going a lot different than the other Adventurer Alliances..."

"Right. Er... that desk...!?"

In the middle of talking, Flora hides on my back.

"What... Hmm?

A man sitting at the window Flora was watching approached me wondering if he had opened his eyes to me and said, "Hey!" He spoke to me.

"You're the guy who doesn't know how to be polite. You should talk to me all of a sudden... And, hey? Is that the only age you stacked up?

"No! It's not about you!

"You? What are you..."

To a lesser disrespect, when a woman who was at the Adventurer Guild desk where I tried to put it back stood up and came out of the counter, she cracked in between my men and said, "Within the Adventurer Guild, Gotagota is in trouble!" In a strong tone, he saw me and the man and talked.

"Gotthagotta, this guy's all over me all of a sudden, huh?

"Yes, I know..."

"Mr. Rogue, no matter how many Big Chamber Barbados you are, stop tangling with strangers!

"Miss Anze and I'll tell you there, what I have business with is the woman hiding behind you! The woman named Flora. There's a bounty on him. Because the material of the dragon that was supposed to be delivered did not enter the Grand Chamber of Commerce Barbados, so he fled without returning the money he had just spent on loan!

"Oh, really?

To Anze's words, a man named Rogue nods and sticks his hand in his nose and takes out a piece of paper and hands it to me.

There, the names of the priest Flora, the sorcerer Mint and the warrior Fennel were written and the painter also painted his face.

"Hmm... 500 gold coins per bounty..."

"That's right! Just hand that woman over here, 500 gold coins, okay?

Listen to Rogue, I'll return the paper.

"Duh, what do you mean? If I say 500 pieces of gold, that's two years of playing and living, right?

"No, I don't care about that kind of money. More than that, I'll pay for their debts on this spot, right?

"Hey, what?!?

A man named Rogue changed his complexion to my word.