Divine Costume Holy Sword Fafnir

The place of establishment is a place lined with shops that existed underground in the ruins of the period of divine civilization.

It was directly in front of the garment store.

Fennel seemed to be finishing up the installation and preparing dinner.

"Fennel"

"- Yes?

To my words, she looked back in haste.

And when you see the mint being held up by me, you rush over.

"What's wrong?

"Sounds like magic deficiency."

I was just trying to answer Fennel's query, and Flora was teaching Fennel the state of the mint in the end.

"Really...... I've had balls of light come out ever since I entered the ruins."

Apparently, Fennel had also noticed that the mint was consuming considerable magic.

"It's okay. Just a little rest..."

The fact that Mint's words are strong is understandable from a glance at her expression.

Either way, it won't be the amount of magic you can recover overnight.

"Don't force it."

"- I'm a magician. So much for the problem………………"

Mint doesn't seem used to being worried about people until they're excessive.

Well, I didn't think it would be too good to be worried about people when they weren't feeling well as a result of the battle in the trade city of Romane, either.

So I remember my grandfather writing me a report.

That it was taught that the Gui Wood God Extinguished Stream had the power of the same phase, although different from the magic power.

That is......

"Okay. It's a special day."

"Special?"

To my words, the mint I was holding up asks me up.

"Oh, I'll massage you later."

"Massage?"

I snort at her words.

"Nevertheless..."

I take a breath and then I look over where I was setting up the camp.

There are many sofas and chairs around.

"Is this from inside the store?

"- Yes. The chairs and tables that were placed in the clothes store there. Probably furniture."

Listening to her words, I grate mints on sofas made of perfectly heterogeneous substances, from wooden or animal skins.

Next, sit in a nearby chair made of materials you have never seen before.

"Fennel, it looks like something happened outside"

"- Something?

To Flora's words, Fennel turned to us when he stopped his cooking hands.

"Mr. Kazt -"

Flora turns her gaze as she calls my name.

Apparently, I'll leave the explanation from here to me and Mint.

"Kazt. I'll explain here."

I was just trying to explain what happened, and the mint was still talking to me.

"There was a silver sword"

"The silver sword?

"Why, here..."

In Mint's words, Fennel and Flora each show a reaction.

After all, I guess it's a guild with a lot of power.

After hearing the two words, Mint was spinning the words, "I don't know," with negative connotations.

Look at her like that...

"Maybe!

"Do you have any idea?

Apparently, Flora knows something.

"Yes, there were some adventurers in the Altria Adventurers Guild, right?

"Oh, was that just when you tried to sell the attribute dragon?

"Yes, the story should be widespread if the College of Isperian Aristocrats had a raid on the Kaisel Empire by a private guild of considerable power. And the person who was emitting a different colour in it - I mean, the story should already be widespread about Mr. Kazt"

"I see..."

I put my hand on my chin.

"I mean, you got information from your stand-up at Altria's Adventurer Guild and you came after me? You mean that's possible..."

"Yes, I think that's very likely. Otherwise, the entrance to the ruins would mean inside their patrol area... because after a few days there were no traces of them entering..."

"You're a pain in the ass."

But the thing is, from what I've heard about the two people I've seen on the ground, I didn't get that feeling, but I have a feeling this is going to be face-to-face again.