Legend

Ray was suddenly attacked as he entered the lord's room. The Lord of the Room responded to show his strength even though he thinly anticipated the raider's qualities, and where a deadly blow was about to enter. In other words, Uncle Larks, lord of the city of Gilm, waited.

The man who was being raised into the air and now about to be knocked into its torso exactly the size of a death blade manages to take a passive but lands on the floor. But...

"Gu......"

Anyway, he was beaten decently with the power of Sang-tak Ray in a death-size pattern that weighed more than 100 kg. Its power had sufficiently proven that the torso part of the armor was half crushed. And the man who landed on the floor held his flank with his hand and felt the pain, wondering if the impact had become a further chase.

"Lord Custe, let's call someone who can use healing magic immediately"

"No, not at all."

The man, called Custe, takes off the helmet he was wearing and exposes his flat face and orange hair in his 20s, turning down the words of Uncle Larks Borderline while holding his flank and concentrating his consciousness.

"Water, heal my wounds with that merciful heart"

Blue light gathers in your hands...

"Blue Healing"

The restorative magic is complete and its light is sucked into the flank of Custe. It was Custe who maintained that attitude for a few seconds as it was, but eventually he gets up all the time.

"I showed you an ugly place. It's okay now."

"Hmm. Can you use the magic of water restoration? That's what I should say."

"Anyway, healing magic is more important than being his escort."

"I see. You forgot. I am the lord of this city of Gilm."

Larks Borderline Uncle nods at Custe's words and introduces himself straight to Ray.

Ray, who received it, opens his mouth with his head down in an unfamiliar manner.

"This is Ray the Rank D Adventurer. I was called here today about the nomination request. I know there's a lot of rude language about growing up in the back of the mountain, but it would help if you missed it."

"Oh, never mind. Sit around it more than that. I'll tell you more about the request."

Basically, Ray's self-consciousness belongs to Rinji Sabe, who grew up in a country close to the back of the mountain, in the northeast of Japan, either way. Naturally, the language is appropriate and inaccurate as against the nobility... Fortunately, Uncle Larks Borderline didn't seem particularly concerned because of his personality, which was originally samurai skin and not bound by fine courtesy.

... although, as I would say instead, Custe was turning his frigid gaze toward Ray.

"No, can't we sit on that couch? Wait a minute."

That's what Ray said when he saw the couch with two straight back areas due to the effect of waving the death size, and the Larks Borderline Uncle rings the bell that was placed on his desk.

Then as soon as the door was knocked, someone like a butler came into the room.

"Would you like to call me?

"Mm-hmm. I don't think I can use that sofa anymore. Replace it with something you can use."

"I'm in awe"

When the butler leaves with his head down with a peck, and stays there for a few minutes or so, three servants come in with a room he and replace the couch that was destroyed by Ray's hand and the couch that he brought.

And he kept his head down silently and left the room.

Dropping it off, Larks Borderline Uncle once again calls out to two people, Custe and Ray.

"Well, then let's talk about the request, though it's quick. I'll start by introducing myself. As I said earlier, I'm Dusker Larks, Lord of the City of this Guild."

Larks Borderline Uncle Dusker introduces himself as he hands on a luxurious desk, supposedly a desk for executive use.

Take it, Custe opens his mouth.

"Custe Brassin. He is captain of Master Elaine's escort unit"

(I see, I have a first name. I mean, this Custe guy is noble, too)

You're next, Custe, and he just turns his gaze on Ray.

In response to that gaze, Ray opens his mouth again as well.

"Rank D Adventurer, Ray"

Unlike the other two, Ray's introduction to himself, especially without a title, ends with no hesitation.

"So, here's the key request... Lord Custe, explain."

Nodding at Dusker's words, Custe turns to Ray.

"Look, it's extremely simple as a request. Take Elaine, the Duke of Keller, to a dungeon near the city of Gilm to a place called the Altar of Inheritance, which is said to be near the lowest level."

"... Altar of Inheritance? What's that?"

Ask back to the name of the unfamiliar altar of inheritance, but Custe laughs at the question with his nose.

"No matter how much Larks Borderline Uncle is a recommended person, it's not just about adventurer style pinching your mouth. You just keep your mouth shut and do your job."

Ray frowned lightly, but sometimes in front of Larks Borderline Uncle, I listen to him as he is.

"I mean, you can think of it as a literal escort, right?

"That's right. You don't have to do anything else.... but I don't think it would be necessary if there were us or Elaine with that escort. The lord of this city, Uncle Larks Borderline, says he can't help it, so he's taking you with him, not even a nobleman.... Look, don't get me wrong. You're only an aside, and you don't have to act extra. If you follow us personally, you will be rewarded for accomplishing the request. There won't be any complaints."

"... Lord Custe, isn't that a little overstated? In the first place, it was the Duke of Kelp who told you to prepare a Rank D adventurer?

"No, I know that. But couldn't you at least have prepared an aristocratic adventurer?

Custe exhorts dissatisfied with the embarrassing words of Dusker.

But Dusker shakes his head small and sideways.

"Unfortunately, this is the border, as Lord Custe knows. As an adventurer, strength is important, not family."

"Larks Borderline Uncle! That's ridiculing us aristocrats!

Again Dusker shook his neck sideways in the words of Custe, who was told that he had no strength in the nobility.

"Calm down, Lord Custe. It is true that there are powerful aristocrats in the King's Capital, and sometimes their aristocrats will be acting as adventurers. But as I said, this is the border. In the first place, the number of aristocrats is small in itself, and the few aristocrats also have few powerful houses. It doesn't matter if you think powerfully or in terms of actual combat power. Isn't that fully understood by Lord Custe, who also serves the Duke of Kelp, the central figure of the aristocracy?

"That's... yes, I can understand that"

"What an adventurer needs is strength. Ray would have tasted his own strength earlier."

"... Yes"

"And finally, this person is able to follow the Griffon of Rank A Monster. Still dissatisfied?

"No. I would like to thank you for the courtesy of Larks Borderline Uncle in the corner. Now, if you'll excuse me around here because I'm ready to welcome Lady Elaine tomorrow.... Hey, you said Ray or something. I also need a face-to-face meeting with you and Lady Elaine. Come by the front gate of the city by the time the bell rings at 9: 00 a.m. tomorrow.... with Griffon. But don't be rude to Elaine."

Custe glances down at Ray so he can look down, and that's all he says and leaves the room.

I could not bear to say how much the Lord of this city, Uncle Larks Borderline, instructed me to act with myself, a noble being like Ray.

(Damn it, this is the kind of civilian I have to be attentive to. Borderline uncle is also Borderline uncle. I'm trying to get those who don't even know such a name closer to Elaine's side... what are you thinking? Are you even trying to cut the power and power of the aristocracy on this occasion, as Ver was worried about?

Before leaving for this city of Gilm, a story I heard from Ver, who is also my own colleague, passes my brain.

In other words, the Larks border uncle may be up to something in this Elaine case. Even in the sense of avoiding the danger of having to do so, Ver talked to the Duke of Keller and put it on Elaine and the others as Rank D Adventurers...

(Whatever you think of that fighting power, it wasn't Rank D. Powerfully speaking, Rank B...... no, it might not be strange to say Rank A. On top of that, you can follow Griffon, a Rank A monster?... That's dangerous. Once Master Elaine and the others arrive, you should ask Ver to take the back.)

Custe thinks of a colleague in his brain who is used to the work behind his hands for his light personality.

Originally, it wasn't myself, the captain, who was going to head out as a hint of Elaine's line, it was the men's plans. I ordered Custe to go ahead and show her sincerity because Elaine was going to take care of it.

Initially it was like being cut off from Elaine's side that I could say I trusted, but I actually came to the city of Gilm and now I can know with my own hands how dangerous this city is, so I thought to myself without saying how good it would have turned out.

I'm sorry.

Dusker briefly apologizes to Ray when he sees Custe disappear from the room.

Ordinary aristocrats do not first imitate apologies to civilians in relation to authority, but the heterogeneity of Dusker, the Larks Border Uncle, appeared where he could do it fine. It is also true that people admire him as Lord of the city of Gilm, which is this neighborhood because he is such a person.

"No, as a nobleman, I don't care because I guess that attitude is more normal..."

"Come on. You don't seem to be very good at saluting."

Dusker smiles unintentionally at Ray, who goes out of his way to rephrase. But soon he gets a serious look and opens his mouth.

"But there's also a chance that you'll get along more with the aristocracy than you've become Rank D. Besides, if it's just strength, it's already been reported that it's comparable to rank B and A. It's time to get used to words."

"... Yes. But isn't it dangerous for the two of us to face each other like this, even if we're only capable?

"I think it's better to be me, not me, or me... but each of them around here? I don't know what to say about me. So, what was it? I'm talking about how it's dangerous to face each other... but you realize that, don't you?

The doors, ceilings, and floors that slightly connect your gaze to the room next to Dusker.

Well, I can feel signs of people pushing and killing Ray from all the places he's turned his gaze on.

"I knew you weren't a Rank D. Even Lord Custe, who leads Miss Elaine's escort, didn't notice."

Dusker smiles bitterly when he senses where Ray's gaze is pointing.

"So. Let me get right to the point where Lord Custe is gone. As Lord Custe said earlier, it seems true that Miss Elaine's destination is an area called the Altar of Inheritance, which is said to be near the lowest level of the dungeon".

"... why would someone who is also said to be a princess general go out of their way to the dungeon?

"Well, I don't even know the details. But there must be some reason why we came all the way from the Wang capital to the dungeon, more than to the area called the altar of inheritance. So, the problem is that an area called this altar of inheritance is near the lowest level. I mean, I have to break through the dungeon by the time I get there... Ray, do you have any knowledge of the dungeon?

Asked so, Ray recalls the contents of the book about the dungeon he was reading here recently.

"When, for some reason, magic materializes and is created as nucleus. And the monster that gained power from that nucleus becomes the boss monster, and until the boss monster is defeated, the dungeon expands slightly, and defeating the boss monster stops expanding the dungeon. You think eventually if you destroy the nucleus, the dungeon will collapse, too? However, since you will no longer have access to the materials, ores, precious items, etc. available in the dungeon, you basically need to destroy the nucleus."

"Oh, it fits roughly. So Miss Elaine's dungeon across the street is still a so-called living dungeon where the boss monster hasn't been crusaded. That's also a lot of danger. That's why I nominated you for escort."

"... What about the map of the dungeon, etc?

A map of a dungeon is usually sold in guilds, etc. if it's from a shallow hierarchy. But deep hierarchies. Because those who know maps of places like monsters, quality ore, and precious herbs with gold materials often have exclusive information, low-ranking adventurers cannot know that unless they have much to offer.

But.

"We have it here about that area. There are no maps to near the lowest level where there is just an altar of inheritance, but we can manage to get it to the middle floor. But that information is valuable. There's one map I can prepare, and it's not you who will have it, but Miss Elaine, the leader of this quest."

"Okay. It helps to have a map even to some extent."

"... I asked for it. Honestly, there's too much ambiguity in this request. Even though she is called the Princess General, Miss Elaine only knows that the battlefield as a human being should dominate. And yet, for some reason, there are a few escorts. And adventurers who can be dispatched from here to Rank D. I don't think there's a backdrop to rejecting it after being so obvious.... but in the unlikely event Miss Elaine dies on this request, I won't be relieved of my responsibility"

"But isn't that impossible to demand over there? That's why I don't think there's a problem if you accompany me around the thunder god axe..."

"It's the Duke's position to push through that impossibility and be able to make it into deficiencies over here.... Honestly, even though I can put my trust in terms of how much combat power I have, I think it's tough to leave this matter to you who just got promoted to Rank D. But push it, but please. It's not for you, let alone me. I want this request to succeed, even though it will be tough not to give the city of Gilm a pretext for nobility to interfere."

Dusker bowing his head again.

"Please raise your head. Even for me, it would be difficult for this city to get a little bite out of strange people, so let me try my best."

Thus, Ray would unwillingly be caught up in the rubbing of the nobles.