Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"It's been a while. Thank you very much for your time."

Zein, lord of the village of Ozlic, says nothing to the greeting of the house slayer of the Marquis of Istas, or just moved his eyelids slightly.

He was just grumpy and tied his mouth to a single letter.

"I don't like your attitude."

Rufa, Zein's late wife, greets her with a peppery slap on the shoulder where her muscles thrived. It's something that would hurt my hand more if she did that, which is characteristic of the scabbard and narrow in line, but it was Zein who surrendered.

"Totally. Less than a day has passed since Val's wedding..."

Nevertheless, the old man with total gray hair is far from favorable.

When he is amazed by an old strong man with scars on his face and on his swollen arms, he unexpectedly shrugs his neck.

Arcia, who sensed the emotion, entered between her fiancée and her stepfather.

"Mr. Zein, I didn't come here today to talk like I thought I would."

"Alcia...... Mr. Zein and others and such other manners...... Why don't you just call me Grandpa like you always do?

"Not always, it's an old story, isn't it?

"And this one."

When it's all Yut's fault, Auga also flickers with an escaping glance.

"Mr. Rufa, are you planning to have Mr. Zein's child? I think that'll calm you down a little bit."

"I'm trying, but it's hard. Maybe Val should give birth to my grandson."

"It's damaging me to go around."

I've been at home for some time since I moved to Brewers, but what is the sense of enemy land (Away) that drifts?

But I'm not here to talk to the public today, or to get in the mood of my stepfather.

We need to talk about something more important and important.

"Mr. Zein, there's something I need you to tell me today"

The most splendid building in the village of Ozlic, but a lord's hall of such size as an elaborate mansion rather than a castle hall. In that one room, he conveyed his intention to visit the old warrior sitting across the street with a serious voice.

You were pressured by the atmosphere, and the atmosphere of the father, who also took his daughter from Zein, disappears.

"What are you talking about? If you want to keep this village with you after you die..."

"I'm talking about Mr. Arcia."

"... talk more"

Nevertheless, even if I explain it in real detail, it just arouses my worries. So Yut slashed into single-mindedness.

"Do you know anything about Mr. Arcia's eyes?

"In Alcia's eyes...?

Was it completely unexpected?

Quite frankly, Zein rebuts the words.

The figure of a warrior made from an adventurer to a knight is not there.

It is perplexing that he is still floating in his expression that would take the lead if subraces and others with evil phases showed up.

"No, I didn't hear anything."

"Really..."

It seemed like there was nothing to hide in the words.

Besides, even if Yut couldn't spot it, Alcia would notice something. The fact that she won't say anything must be true.

I wasn't expecting so much, but I'm sure I missed the guess.

"Alcia's parents said they were coming from somewhere north."

"Well, it hasn't been that long since this village was built, so if it wasn't a little bit above me, there wouldn't be a human being who was born and raised in Ozlic Village."

Zein's words are supplemented by his late wife, Rufa.

She didn't dare touch it, either, as she would like to hear what happened to Alcia.

"Sure, you think Mr. Arcia died when he was little? Just like Val."

"Right, but..."

Unusual for a resolute old warrior, he shows hesitation to continue talking. Even if you don't know about Alcia's eyes, is there anything in the death of her parents?

Sooner than she herself questioned it, Zein opened her mouth heavily.

"I would have taken it to the grave if it wasn't for this opportunity, but I don't know what else to do"

Let me hear it.

"I just went into the woods and some monster killed me...... but that was a lie. No, I made it up with the eagles."

Take a beat and say the truth about death.

"You fought someone and you ran out."

There were no lies in the woods, but on the side of the remains of their parents in Alusia were their weapons and some bodies that they had apparently discussed.

There was a possibility of theft, but at first glance it didn't seem that way.

So Zein and the others decided to cover everything up.

"Perhaps there was something going on. But even if I check my belongings, I don't know anything. So I decided I didn't have everything to avoid calling for extra speculation"

"Yes... it was"

It was years ago.

Now, it's not like I'm in shock.

Myself, I'm an adult.

In the first place, the treatment itself is nothing more than consideration for myself, who was to be left alone.

I can't replace the benevolence of raising a daughter who's blind and likely to bring trouble in.

I'm sorry.

"No......"

Zein's words of apology didn't even come to my ear.

Various thoughts will be coming and going in Alcia's chest right now. There are really many, undifferentiated and disorganized emotions.

"Mr. Arcia."

"It's okay."

"Yeah."

I trust you there. Surprise would be temporary.

But you should be able to help me get back on my feet for a little while.

Yut turned his hand around his fiancée's shoulder, sitting next to him, and held him softly.

I feel her weight on my shoulders and the tremors that followed the small chops gradually subside.

Zein sends a caged gaze of murder, and Rufa looks at this one intrigued, but doesn't mind. Because doing so was now more important than anything else.

"... Whatever, I could have gone home today"

"You said it was okay, didn't you?

Same interaction several times counting from the village of Ozlic.

After that, I didn't get a special harvest, although I checked the artifacts, including the raider's stuff, just in case, and headed to my next destination.

The castle of the great sage Vainamarinen, the Eight Yen Tower. It's in Deep Mountain Valley, and you can't usually reach it. If there's a Moment Move (Teleport) spell there, it's just for a moment.

Of course, if Vainamarinen wasn't the one who gave him permission, he wouldn't be able to transfer.

Its few human beings, Yut, head to the Great Sage's study in inexorable footsteps, the opposite of his response to Alusia.

Last time I visited, I was working with music creation software. It's not what the Great Mage (Arch Mage) called the Great Sage does in the fantasy world.

Yut, etc., "Sempai, why don't you at least stop writing handwritten paperwork...? They say."

Now, what insane deeds are you doing?

Of course, I'm not expecting it. I'm on guard.

"Mr. Jii, I'm here to borrow a book"

At the same time as the obnoxious knock, I step into the study without waiting for a reply.

"I'm taking it in now."

There seemed to be no more grumpy than words, and the Great Sage welcomed an academic teacher. However, with my back bent and glancing into my laptop.

Well, that's about as far as we're supposed to go. I don't even ask what you're doing. Rather, I don't want to know.

After a few minutes, Vainamarinen finally lifted her eyes off the LCD screen to see if the work had gone through a paragraph.

"A book. Speaking of which, I didn't give you the wedding celebration yet."

"It's about that..."

One book flies in quicker than Yut tries to say about 'the gods and their worshippers'. Reflectively, I was catching it.

"Maybe we're ready already...?

I get a twinkle that Arcia, who recovers from surprise as soon as possible, could be a great sage.

"This guy..."

But that was just a buyout.

Against the true-faced great sage Vainamarinen, rarely has Yut turned his face bright red. It is also a disgrace to pass on to Arcia's emotion-sensitive ring.

"You'll need it for your newlyweds"

"Need it!

Protest against Vainamarinen with the momentum that the words uttered are likely to solidify. Still, I guess I didn't tap that book to the floor because I'm a man of science spells.

"Yut, that's..."

"Uh. Um..."

Yut alternates between Vainamarinen and Arcia's face and makes the decision that he should explain himself.

To be exact...

(Can you leave that jizzy to me)

- That would mean.

"Somehow, like, a useful science spell book on the bed?

"It's..."

A book classified as the Book of Righteousness (Grimoire), called the Book of Secret and Fantasy, Guide to Lovers.

Yut. The spell document used by the users of the theoretical spell when exercising the spell. Besides, the narrative, which includes academics, fits together.

If the user remembers it as his own spell, the part of the spell document disappears, so it becomes almost a point.

Still, the famous Book of Righteousness existed, and the Book of Secrets and Fantasies was one of them.

Should I say naturally or unfortunately, in a bad way?

"I can't believe you needed a book like that. What am I supposed to do?

"Because I don't need it!

I know that Arcia is not serious. That's also clear from the fact that you haven't smiled in a long time.

Though the history is truly unequivocal from the bottom of my heart.

"Hmm. I remember being asked..."

"Can you stop saying the right thing and making it a relationship bump? It's not Larsia."

Yut looks up to heaven while denigrating his best friend's meadow race (Magner).

(Calm down. If you react, you lose. This book itself reads: 'Love is the basis of everything. Without that, you can't use it' or something normally good... so it's not a good idea to defend it there)

In addition to that kind of mental part, it also includes how to apply the "Light Fire (Light)" spell to boost mood, and how to apply the "Hand of Retention (Third Hand)" to have a spell with a simple mindset, so it's also dangerous to step into the content.

"Kah, kah, kah"

The great sage laughed and said he was satisfied.

"You seemed kind of sinking. The place is soothing."

"That's the problem!

But I know it's out there, but I'm pretty sure I got a smile back at Alcia.

Whatever the means of doing it, the achievements must be acknowledged.

"So bad in nature..."

So blurry, Yut turned the book into an infinite bag of storage. Aside from not using it, it would be better to manage it here.

It may also contain information Elizabeth would like to know.

"So, what the hell do you want?

"Finally."

Scattered damage, but here's the real deal.

Instead of Yut remembering fatigue, Arcia cut out the story.

"I was wondering if you could lend it to me if you had a book called The Divine and Their Worshipers."

"Oh, that one"

The Great Sage, nodded Humphung, pointed to the corner of the room. Is it even wrapped up in garbage, with a bunch of parchment scattered?

"It's over there, take whatever you want"

"What the hell is this?!? You got a book all over you."

"That's right. Cut and scanned."

"Oh, oh..."

Just because I got to the point, it didn't necessarily mean that Yut would have peace of mind.

Cut off the back area thoroughly and hold your head in front of the wreckage, which became a bunch of paper, not a book. There must have been some books that were old and valuable. No, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that there was only such a book.

Destroying it without any hesitation.

Sure, I heard you were digitizing your books, but I couldn't even imagine cutting them.

Precisely, to the extent that I was wondering if it would hurt me if I pressed the book against the scanner.

"What are you surprised about? I guess it's the content that matters. Because it's a book or something like that, it's natural to choose the convenient one."

"... you'll be cursed by the new scribe who came to us"

"Kakaka. That's funny"

The great wise man, who has the legend that he has brought back knowledge from the heavens where the gods live, does not move at all without my involvement.

"Uh, what's going on...?

She doesn't even know that she stayed on Earth for a short time, such as digitizing to scan. I just know there's something wrong.

"Look, the books are all there"

"Article Repair (Repair)"

If he is no longer available for Vainamarinen, Yut uses a spell against a piece of paper.

Physical spells that fix common objects that are not magic fixtures (magic items) did work, and parchment with the back cut off restored its original appearance.

But in front of the mountains and bunches of stacked books, the result is too vain.

"No, isn't it good because I used it against parchment? If you put together one book and then use it..."

"Did you have that hand? I'll give you everything."

I was waiting for you to pick me up.

"Maybe so. Maybe not."

"One day, I'll pay you back..."

"The Divine Spirits and their Admirers", which contains a description of Murgusz, is also absolutely necessary for the sake of Arsia.

Though for the most part, I don't have that many hands to check just the parts I need because they are summarized by title.

or so, I can also feel free to leave other parts behind.

"All right. Let's leave the rest to Nice"

Reaching such a reasonable conclusion, Yut worked with Alcia to pack it into an infinite bag of storage, tying it with strings one book at a time to avoid falling apart.