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The Jewelzard mine is situated three days' walk from the bordering city or about six days' walk to and from the city. It will take at least seven days to complete the request. If you are a new adventurer, prepare food and other items before heading there.

Kyle and the three E-rank adventurers thought so.

"We'll be back in the city the day after tomorrow, so get ready quickly"

But such a solid plan would be disillusioned with a word from Shirley.

"No, no, no, no, what are you talking about? How far away do you think the Jewelzard mine is? You can't let me in today and come back within three days."

"No, no matter what, I'll be back the day after tomorrow"

Cood gets unexpectedly deflected when he looks up with strangely powerful two-colored eyes. They have horribly beautiful eyes, sharpened as a blade.

"But how do you get back so fast? It'll take three days to get to the mine, won't it?

"No problem. I'll take care of the journey, so please come to the entrance and exit of the city when you're done buying and selling food, etc. I'll pay for my meals later."

"Procedures for moving?

Just say it. Shirley turns behind the guild. Next to the young men who leaned their necks uniformly, Asterios nodded with a translational face.

"Cheng Cheng"

"You know something? Mr. Asterios."

"Yes, I don't understand her intention to rush things… let's just say we get ready."

Doubting the two veterans' willingness to communicate, do as they are told for now.

Starting with a preservative diet centered on dry goods, from the minimum preparation of the journey I said firestone in the water bag, cookware in the blanket, and even medical equipment, Cood shrugged unnoticed by Asterios as he made the final adjustments to his weapons and protective equipment and his unmistakable journey schedule.

"Even so, when I joined the party, I suddenly set aside Mr. Asterios for the partition... Mr. Asterios looks at me at a glance, but is he really strong?

"I agree with you, but I think you agree with me. It's luxurious, it's adventurous, but I usually wear it, and I thought" White Sword Ghost "was a tougher Ozisan."

Kyle, who actually sees Shirley fight, can't agree to such an exchange, but gets ready without pinching his mouth.

On the strength and back of his back, Shirley has a bad reputation among adventurers, and this is the first time he has heard of it from other adventurers that it is often seen from bad preconceptions.

Sure, love is bad, but I'm curious as to why she became distracted by other adventurers, who don't seem to prefer to be alone (solo) if it's not because she doesn't hate people.

"What is it, Lord Kyle? You look like that."

Asterios asked himself if he guessed Kyle's mood like that.

"Uh, I was wondering why Mr. Shirley hasn't had a party before. I wonder if there are people who would like to be drawn in if they were that powerful."

"Hmm. The truth is that she's the only one who knows… in fact, she had a disturbance the day she signed up for the Adventurer Guild."

Thoughts come to mind on a distant decade ago.

That day she came to register for the guild the same day as herself, when she showed up with two babies and said she wanted to register, the guild was wrapped in a crude laugh.

Even though I said that the doors of the adventurer would be open to both men and women, at the time the city's guild was highly biased by nine: one, and few jokes and receivers heard that women and children were going to battle.

If it was carrying a child, it would have been a mistake.

'This isn't where women come from!

"Go home and milk your baby!"

"Whatever you want, you're gonna have to deal with us tonight!

And she took the sheath of the two swords that were upon her hips, and told them with a sharp glance, before the wild seed flew, which she could not hear, and several others, including Asterios, tried to smile.

'If you have a complaint, let's settle this. If I win, don't disturb me in the future. "

Speaking of results, all those who complained, those who received as provocation that they had put down their swords and challenged them with sheaths, and those who challenged them with an evil eye, were smashed.

"That's the hang-up, and she's been swept away from the adventurers. Sometimes she didn't try to engage actively with her surroundings, and now she's seen it with the prejudice of an adventurer who totally prefers solitude."

"That's not true... how the hell did you get into all that noise?

"That's from herself, you should hear it sooner or later. Now that we're ready, let's say we come to Lord Shirley."

Kyle and the others, thus ready, walk with their luggage to the entrance and exit of the city where Shirley waits.

Then there stood not only Shirley, but a dragon trampling the earth with powerful limbs connected to a two-wheeled platform.

"Whew!? Duh, how could there be a demon in here!?

"Rest assured. It's a chariot pulled by the Dragon Rider (Langits) that I've grown accustomed to in my guild."

Dragons are ranked by race and, in some cases, by individual.

From powerful dragons, dragon gods, dragon kings, ancient dragons, dragons, warrior dragons, soldier dragons, and low dragons can be divided into seven levels, and can only be reared at the hands of people with low dragons located at the bottom level.

It is now one of the means of travel that makes up bi-perfection with horses, and is now turning into a mainstream horse on the assumption that even guilds and armies will take them to the battlefield.

And there will be three meters Shirley is now pulling the reins. The Dragon is the Low Dragon, the lowest ranked dragon, and the Riding Dragon that is loaned out of the Alliance for a fee.

"I'll do the maneuvering, so it's okay to leave it to your table, right?

"Yeah, I don't mind that, but did I tell you that I have a tank mind or something?

"The tank was originally a traditional Minotaur ride, and when it actually arrived in the guild about five years ago, it would have been on as a model for maneuvering, wouldn't it?

"Was this... Remember"

It was five years ago, and Asterios was interested in remembering the faces of other races who didn't even know their names.

"Now, get your stuff on and secure it with a rope to your table. If I drop it, I'll be in trouble."

"I'll do as I say because it's ranked higher, but how come it's not a front car, it's a tank? You don't have to work like this with a front car."

"If you let me pull the front car, it will break. It has to be a sturdy tank."

"Eh?"

I heard some disturbing remarks, but Shirley finishes her preparations without worrying about Leia.

"Um... tanks and dragon riding costs money, doesn't it? I don't have a date."

"No, it's my personal reason to hurry, so I'll pay for the lease. Later, too."

Shirley took out four green vials and four blue vials, a total of eight vials. Distribute that to all two types at a time.

"Green is an anti-drunken potion. Take it before riding."

"Yes, anti-drunkenness?

"The blue potion is a drunken awakening. Take it when you arrive and feel unwell."

"Drunk Awakening!?

"After that, you should secure your platform and your body with a rope when riding."

"Until you use the rope!?

The two veterans are going to ignore this confusion and move on with the conversation. The New American adventurers were wary of where the hell that intention was going.

"Then I'll leave. At times of need, cut the rope with a knife so you can escape."

"No, so why did you make a disturbing statement earlier!?

Encourage two capable adventurers to ride together, and for now, get on your stand.

The intention of the two words is the three who somehow began to understand. But still, they didn't understand what it meant to be in a tank that the dragon pulls.

"When I change direction, I give the signal. Now run at full speed."

As if he understood the meaning of Shirley's words, the dragon steps through the earth with a roar.

The tank, which accelerated every time it stepped out a step before, eventually rolled up sand and dust and ran out at a rate that left the view behind.

"" "No, no, no, no, no, no, no!?!?!?" "

Of course, Kyle and the others scream at the rough and overwhelming speed that no horse can put out.

The palace rocked violently, and before the fear experience of wheels floating while maintaining a rate at which they could not breathe every time they caught on to something, the young people could only leap away without the skill of doing so.

"Fumu...... I've been riding for a while but you have good leg strength"

"Swallow what, no, no, no!?!?

Different kinds exist even when one bite is said to ride a dragon.

A dragon for one riding directly on the back. A water dragon that swims freely through the Great Sea River. There are many winged dragons that can fly through the sky and low dragons that people can ride.

But it's a big mistake to say that you're weak because you're the lowest ranked dragon that people are used to.

One of the major criteria for low-dragons is that they are cowardly dragons who do not like to fight, but there are low-dragons that are stronger than most demons, and the one inside them is the one that is pulling the tank now.

Featuring a thick, hard neck frill that stretches from the back of the head to the top of the neck, and a corner that crushes rocks, this dragon is a rampant dragon if you're a rampant horse that relentlessly flies organisms inferior to your stature, of very highest standards of speed, endurance, power, and any of them.

It is mainly a dragon that pulls a tank that is good at taking adventurers parties far away in a hurry. It is warm in character, but only under the condition that the threat at the time of the disease is beaten in stature can rank kill the dragon above as well.

"Turn right, sir."

The most horrible thing about a tank such a dragon pulls is before and after turning. Turn right without killing the momentum and continue to run with no problem even if the wheels float and your podium tilts.

"Ghahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

"Humph!!

At that time, when he thought he was lying flat, he stepped on the right side, where Asterios was standing, holding himself stationary with a rope stretched from both sides of the platform, and pushed him back forcefully.

Minotaur, known as the Rigid Clan, deserves a seismic leg.

"Ha-ha-ha! Pleasant! Isn't that a masterful arm, Lord Shirley!

"I rarely steer tanks, so I'm not that good at it. I'm better at solo dragons."

"Ha, not if you're jokingly bickering...... hey hey hey!?

"Huh!? Hey, he said he just jumped mecha!!

Kyle and Cood keep screaming pitifully. Leia, on the other hand...

"Hahahahahaha! I'm just having some fun with this!!

I was totally used to enjoying the blast by riding dragons. He looks small but is a bearer of great gall power.

"Hey, hey! Wouldn't this be faster!?

"I'm kidding!! If they were speeding any faster.......................................................................................................................

"Please stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it. Yeah, yeah!!

Screaming Kyle and Cood. Leia and Asterios enjoy the ride of a runaway tank. Shut up and run the dragon. Shirley didn't even care about them like that and was thinking about something completely different.

(The deadline is the day after tomorrow...... we have to get back to the city by then......!

The White Sword Ghost has an extraordinary hold on ending the request early. Never conceivable thoughts were burning and shaking in her chest.

(At that moment when I can't see Sophie and Tio for more than three days...... I'm dying of a shortage of daughters!

Once in the past, Shirley has been struck by severe withdrawal symptoms when she went far away to make a request and failed to see her beloved daughter for two days.

The anxiety of whether something should happen to her daughters occupies the thought for a period of too long from her two days, and she shivers to her hands and feet and is no longer at the request.

That is why she is reluctant to ask far away. Though I succeeded in stretching out my hand for a day, I was originally going to cross the dense forest on a single-passenger dragon or a winged dragon, but thanks to the newcomer being accompanied, I borrowed another dragon and went far.

(I'm not joking about leaving for four or five days even though my chest is about to tighten even if I just can't see her for a day. It's going to be a little later than I assumed, and I'm going to speed up here......!

Thus, the party, which began to storm not only the tanks but even the manipulators, proceeded with the sand and dust towards the Jewelzard mine, pulling the tail of the pitiful screams of the two boys.