I kept being called incompetent at home, but it seemed super competent globally

"I wondered what would happen for a while, but I'm glad!

Return from the Pantanel Great Wetlands.

Mr. Rowga laughed lavishly in the streets through the sides of the woods.

From the results, I could have said that this request was a great success.

Rock Titus is in four bodies. Magma Titus is in one.

According to Mr. Rowga's story, subtracting the portion to be given to Mr. Berg would be nearly two million gold.

Even if we divided it between the three of us, it's a pretty good amount of money to make in a day.

"What do you say, Sieg? Why don't you come with me to Waterway Street this time? That's all we need. We can go to the store, right?

"Rowga, shouldn't it be time for you to graduate from women's play? That's why we split the ale with water."

I originally divided the less frequent ale by water, that's hardly water......

When I look frightened, Mr. Rowga says with a slight distraction.

"Yes, fine! People are on their own!

"At least I hope you don't say it in front of the lady"

"Phew... lady hey"

"Ah! You just laughed with your nose!? I heard you!

Mr. Rouga and Mr. Nino start a contention.

Oh man, are we really close or not...

It seems like a parent-child quarrel even though the two distant people of the year can rub it.

"Well anyway! Let's get you back to town."

"... right. If we don't hurry, it'll be night."

The sun is already tilting.

It's a long day season now, but if we don't hurry, it'll be midnight.

When they forced themselves to stop fighting, they speeded up their steps.

"You're both ranked higher than me, so hold on."

"Ha, I don't want you to tell me. That's why I still call it the D-rank, which is horrible."

"With that said, doesn't Sieg get promoted? Proven to be good enough."

"Uh..."

There are two main promotion conditions for the rank.

Perform a prescribed number of requests of the same rank or higher as yourself.

On top of that, improving the track record enough for the Alliance to admit promotion.

It's almost like an aside about the merit conditions, and they say they'll be fine if they don't just snipe at less dangerous requests or something.

"Perhaps the next time you ask for it, it's a prescribed number."

I see. So you're clear and C-ranked, too.

"Yes!"

When it comes to C-rank, it becomes a middle class among adventurers.

There are also very many who end their careers as adventurers here.

For those without talent, it's close to the ceiling.

Some branches do not have more than B rank, and sometimes C rank is the strongest.

"The rewards are getting a lot better from C or so. It's the most enjoyable time as an adventurer to be able to afford life. But there are also more troublesome obligations."

"Say?

"From this class comes the obligation to participate in urgent requests from the Alliance. There's no punishment for saying no, but if you want to be an adventurer, you better take it."

"Do you say that requests from guilds are basically less rewarding, and often cynical. Just because you're familiar with the market, you're after a critical line that the adventurer takes on."

I see... it doesn't always mean you can increase your rank.

Well, if it pays off properly, albeit minimally, is there less of a problem?

An Adventurer's Guild would be just as clear around there.

"Oh, I see the city!

As we talked, I could see the look of Raja.

Almost there.

The three of us rush down the street just downhill early enough.

About thirty minutes after that.

We went through the castle gate and returned safely to the city.

"Phew! So let's just get to the guild... hmm?

"What's wrong?

"Is there some kind of noise over there?

Mr. Rowga pointing to the edge of the square.

Then there was a small crowd there, as he said.

What the hell is going on?

From the looks of the gathered crowd, it doesn't look like there are any artists or poets gathering the audience.

"Is that... Mr. Sister?

At the center of the crowd stood a girl in a robe I knew.

He was the Sister of the Church who made us a request the other day.

He looks a lot pale and has moved badly.

When we scratch the crowd, we speak to her.

"What's wrong, in here?

"Ah, Mr. Sieg! Actually, hey, something terrible happened...! Oh, come on...!

"Please calm down. It's not a proper word."

Put your hand on Mr. Sister's shoulder and take a deep breath yourself to show it, Mr. Nino.

Mr. Sister, who breathed and vomited along with it, regained some calm.

"Do you still remember the cemetery you cleansed Mr. Sieg of?

"Yes, during this time."

"Actually... the undead started to happen again in that cemetery. Now the sun is still high, so I'm suppressed, but at night like this..."

"Huh? But at that time, you didn't say it was okay anymore because I purified it?

"Yes, it was supposed to be. It's usually impossible for an undead to occur in that state. So we tried to go to the Alliance urgently for help. But before that, evacuation of residents, etc... Oh, duh, what can I do!

Explain the situation quickly, Mr. Sister, and you'll be in a panic state with your head again.

He didn't seem to fully follow the sudden events.

I can't help it, I thought I was okay about that grave, too.

"For one thing, keeping the undead out of the cemetery will be a top priority. Mr. Rowga, Mr. Nino! I'm sorry about the streak, but can you get here?

"Oh, sure."

"Let's hurry, time may have passed"

Some time has passed since Mr. Sister came to the square due to the fact that people were gathering.

If we don't hurry up, we're going to have a pretty rough time.

"Whoa!! What, what is it!?

"Earthquake!?

"No, this is like an explosion... I've got a bad feeling, let's hurry!

From the bottom of the ground, shaking like something poking up.

While we felt an ominous premonition, we ran to the cemetery first.