Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

What existence is an adventurer?

Crude and impolite. Violent, enjoyable, crappy with life and money.

On the other hand, in nature, he is not tied to anyone, has power, and enjoys life well with wingspans.

That's like talking about both sides of gold coins, both of which are right.

Being out of the norms of society, for better or worse. That's the adventurer.

Its origins, too, are a thousand different.

Sons of peasants, craftsmen, born and raised in temples, second and third sons of nobility. Few become adventurers while having enough talent to complete their magic.

He was also a prince, although once a doomed country, such as Eldrick.

Motivations vary.

Admiring the hero Tan, dreaming of a thousand dollars, he had no choice but to live, and was quested by God.

Dive into ancient ruins, take requests and drive out monsters with evil phases, traveling through various countries and worlds. Alternatively, battles may be waged against evil denominations, demons, etc.

Keep an eye-catching treasure and use it like hot water to get new gear and go on another adventure.

There is no guarantee of success. Guarantee of life, no more.

Still, they keep walking the hectic path.

Because that's the life (style) of the adventurer.

Folio-Farina's 100-layer labyrinth doesn't attract adventurers.

Dangerous battles, huge rewards. And honor. Everything an adventurer asks for is there.

But not all adventurers can try.

If we do not have enough strength, we will not be allowed to enter, and as a result, we will seek permission first, while doing our usual requests - escorting the caravans and exorcising the goblins.

Some were also uninterested in the attack of the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

Still rooting for Folio-Farina, I wonder if it's the mage (wizard) or Vainamarinen School of Magic who's researching excavations from the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

It was one of those adventurers that Yut was about to solicit.

"This is..."

Inside the Third Wall of Folio-Farina. In the corner of Lower Town, Yut had a three-story residence in front of him, his hips pulled.

A building with no weirdness whatsoever...... and I just want to say, it's harder to defend than more and more air drifting from the inside. A more suspicious atmosphere than the Haunted Mansion, resolved when I first visited Folio-Farina.

If you don't have business, you'll never get close. No, I don't want to get near it, even if it does.

"Really, it's okay here, right?

"I'm pretty sure it's not on the map, is it?

"Yes, but maybe not even the possibility next door"

That means going out, Arcia wearing a crimson eyelid.

Therefore, I don't see the map Yut will have in his hands, but I haven't seen it before.

That map was prepared by Nice the Black Witch, the librarian of the Knowledge God.

It was a lucky coincidence that she was in a childhood relationship with this solicitor wearing a black hooded robe. If you don't want to leave the library, you can subtract the amount of directions refused.

"Yut, let's see the reality"

"Reality makes me angry when it's ignored, and there's nothing I can do to look directly at it."

The cave pearl (Cave Pearl) ring on his left pharmacopoeia was also taught by his vibrant new wife. Yut turned to the doorway of his inadmissibility.

"Oops."

"Ah? What, you"

- On the verge of knocking on the door, I was awesome by a female warrior who came out of the inside and stepped back.

A long-sleeved woman wearing a half-plate armor with Adamantine's plate positioned at the stronghold. The dull blonde hair is cut short and far outstrips Yut, such as muscles all over her body.

The armor and the two-handed sword (Great Sword) on your back are like magic. Quite an industry, even from Yut's eyes. And just by being alert to this one, you can see that the equipment you are wearing is appropriate.

"I have to be."

"... who are you?"

"I'm Yut Amaxa. This is my wife, Alcia. I'm here to make a favor of my adventurer sisters."

"Are you with me...?

I see, I thought she was Carol, and Yut nodded only in his heart.

Lynn, the Magic Master (Warlock), and her twin sister, Carol, are famous for their diversity - they used to have other companions - but they're a combination of adventurers.

Carol is a fighter (fighter) who freely manipulates a two-handed sword and dives into a hundred layers of labyrinth and brings the magic home, and her sister Lynn says she is studying it.

"If you had business, would you let me back out?

"Fine. It's not a big deal. My sister told me to get out of the way. Rather, it's convenient."

Alcia hesitates to say it, but Carol laughs luxuriously and welcomes a sudden guest.

"Lynn! A customer! It's my client!

"... sister. How many times will you understand that my ears aren't bad?

Thin voice to hear from the back room.

I mean twins, but at least, they didn't seem to resemble each other at all.

"You seem to be doing well. Then I'll take you to your room!

Pulling reluctantly Yut and Alcia, female warrior Carol slowly moves into the house. I can't even afford to pay attention to what's going on around me. Just make sure you don't step on books, parchment paper, alchemy experimental tools, etc. that are kept messy.

He was brought in all the time, and half thrown in was the bedroom in which the bed was placed.

"It's forceful..."

"Yes..."

But I should still say, I can't afford to turn a blind eye to the newlyweds. The moment you enter the room, it is best not to put an intensely olfactory-stimulating stench on your face.

"Oh, I'm sorry. This smelly potion of dobby water is what connects my life."

The Lord of the bed - Lynn, the Magic Instructor - brought the wooden cup in his hand closer to his poor but cracked lips and swept the contents all at once.

"Bad."

Even if I was used to it, I guess I couldn't help but tell you. Stare at the hatefully emptied cup and rampage it to the side table.

At the same time, he cleaned out the writing stand where his sister Carol had been installed in bed.

"That's it, I don't think it smells bad."

"How am I supposed to believe my sister's sense of smell is the only way to take care of me and dive into the labyrinth?

A nervous sister and a fancy sister.

If you have a different personality so far, on the contrary, are you compatible...... and you have to pray.

"Yut kun"

In many ways, he said, "Are you sure you're okay?," he asks just the tone of his voice.

We appreciated that worry, but we couldn't just run away ourselves.

Yes. By now, the rest of us should be in the process of soliciting.

Jonah and Exile. Acorn then traveled to meet Justin, a nature worshipper (Druid) with two animal names (Tamer), on the glowing volcanic island.

And to Valtrude and Larsia, who remain in the Falve, we entrust them with negotiating with an adventurer party called Hack Masters, which focuses on Sejour, the king's capital.

We're not the only ones struggling.

"Excuse me. I didn't show you to Arch Mage."

"No, because I don't care"

"My sister was born weak. Forgive me."

Carol stands beside the bed and says in a thick tone to describe it as an apology. But there is no alarm in the gaze directed at Yut and Arsia.

If anything happens to Lynn, she will be helped immediately, and at the same time, if the Guest has any disturbing movements, she will be able to move immediately.

"My sister..."

The Wizard exhales deeply into the attitude of such a twin sister.

In contrast to Carol, the dull blonde hair had stretched to her back and, still in contrast, lacked vitality. The flesh is thin, the hands and feet as thin as a stick.

Only my eyes were sparkling.

"If you know me, I'm sorry, but let me get down to business."

"Yeah. I'd be more helpful with that, too. … in many ways,"

He ruined his neat face if he kept quiet with a cynical smile, and Lynn agreed with Yut.

"I want you to infiltrate the Verga Empire and steal out the secret laws that the Black Dwarves have"

"The secret of black dwarf......?

"The Verga Empire is such an impotence to Lynn..."

"Sister, shut up!

"But, Lynn..."

"Fine!

A sisterly fight that begins in the eye.

But neither Yut nor Arsia were willing to praise it.

Perhaps Lynn wants to be on par with Carol.

But reality is just protected. That overprotective reality annoys Lynn, sprinkles her with Carol, and that makes her self-loathing again.

"Master Amaxa, you know me."

"I'm sorry, but let me look into it. Dean Mel told me about you."

"... I see. That's the only way I can survive."

"Lynn...... Explain what you mean."

Carol's voice has no more majesty or force.

I feel abandoned by my smart sister and plead without myself or the world.

"Truss Sink God's followers with the Amaxa Master. That must mean the Archbishop of Alcia"

"Sure, that's what I called it. Then..."

"No, sister. Even the Archbishop said my body couldn't be cured."

"What makes you sick and weak is not a matter of flesh, but of soul. Unfortunately, a divine spell can only overtake you for a moment."

"I knew it."

I only have that plan...... and Lynn crushes on the bed.

"Sister. Bring that one"

"But..."

"Fine. I can trust these people."

"Okay."

While saying so with a mouthful of worry, Carol rushes out of the room.

An uncomfortable silence flows, but fortunately, it only took a few minutes.

"Lynn, you kept me waiting."

"Get him out of the bag and let him stand there"

Following instructions from my sister, Carol, a female warrior, places her luggage - a bar-shaped object in a crude hemp bag - on the floor and places the contents on the spot.

"Yut..."

"Yeah. Like I told you beforehand."

It was a puppet of a girl without a thread. Moreover, the material is not wood, stone or metal. It has the same skin and muscles as humans.

Unlike the Golem. Which is closer to an artificial human being (homunculus)?

But it doesn't look like it's moving at all. It was just an equal adult shape.

"Your soul is missing?

"No, my soul is sealed. There's just one, though."

"I see. Different uses, so you won't wake up"

Perhaps this is how Jonah was made too.

Thinking of it, disgust isn't so much either. All the more so given Lynn's predicament and purpose.

"The only way for me to survive is to transcribe my memories to this guy and dump this body and soul"

Unlike the curse, Lynn's soul was born frail.

At an early age, he said he had diverged from the flesh many times.

All this is hard, whether it's a spell or a miracle. That's it, unless you give up something.

"Everything that black dwarves make carries an evil phase. Therefore, they sometimes make and make autonomous running blacksmith dolls. Well, the doll itself seems to carry an evil phase."

While examining the processing method of cave pearls, the information obtained in the castle of Vainamarinen.

Yut told it to Lynn.

"... with that skill, that body too"

"I can't guarantee it. Naturally, you said no."

"You must be joking. Isn't that good? I may achieve my purpose. [M] You too, if you succeed, a highly skeptical black dwarf begins the inner circle."

Lynn laughs.

Burn a flame of faint passion in your eyes.

"Sister, I'm sorry, but I was wondering if you could contact Tania and Hood. He wants to throw a party again. And then we need to have this medicine that looks bad for your health for six months."

"Lynn......"

Carol didn't know.

Is this client the angel of salvation, or the devil that leads us to ruin?

But it was decided what to do.

For Lynn's sake, do what Lynn wants foolishly. That's all.