Magic? Muscle Is Much More Important Than Such A Thing!

One morning, we used to come to the Alliance every time.

This is the only guild in the king's capital, and it's bigger than the rest of the city.

It also has a dining room and a bar.

"…… Hmm?

Secondly, I find the face I saw in the seat arranged in the dining room.

I think I noticed, and he waved at us.

"Hello, Mr. Waltemia to Mr. Babandongas. It's a coincidence."

That's the guy who turned his blonde hair upside down like a lizard and the girl with the clear, watery hair.

"Hey, I see you again, both of you."

"Hello, sir."

Babandongas invites him to welcome him, and Walthemia bows her head in a petty animal-like motion.

"Even so, I see you a lot."

"So you feel comfortable. Gahaha."

Saying so, Babandongas laughs generously.

Leaving aside whether you feel comfortable or not, I'm pretty sure the two of them aren't the bad ones.

Some adventurers went on to become adventurers, and there was no other way out than by causing some problems. Inevitably, the latter humans often have bad bare lines and crude ones.

According to Fielia, the guild seems to be taking on a role as a safety net for society.

Simply put, the Alliance is acceptable to some problematic children.

In the profession of adventurers, in which such people accounted for a certain number, it was precious to be able to talk like this without feeling comfortable.

"Meet me?

I look at the two glasses on the table and say.

You don't seem to be here to pick up a meal, and it would be reasonable to say that you're promising to meet someone.

With my level of brains, I can do even detective sketches.

To my question, Babandongas still nodded.

"Nelfiessa - oh, you're my childhood friend - and I'm meeting you. They're supposed to be here soon... oh, here they come."

Babandongas glances at the guild's entrance.

Looking back, she stood there with an adult lady.

Zero full-breasted breasts, glossy lips, and long purple blue hair that doesn't need to be combed, play a role in creating a mysterious and mysterious look.

Apparently, a Nelfiessa. She walked over here and looked at Filia a little surprised.

"I'm sorry, you kept me waiting.... Oh, you're the only one..."

"Oh, it's been a while!

That's what Phyllia returns.

"What is it, Nelfiessa? Phyllia, do you know him properly?

"Yeah. Though I didn't know his name."

Apparently, Firia and Nelfiessa know each other.

I often look at Nerfiessa's face again, but I still can't remember.

What do you mean I don't know and Phyllia knows?

I doubt it. Phyllia will explain.

"During the demonic invasion in Mussenmorguez, we went around treating the injured together. I was too busy then to introduce myself, but I didn't expect to see you here like this. Oh, I say Phyllia."

Firia finally lowers her head gently to Nelfiessa.

I follow that, too.

"I'm Yuri. Please say hello."

And I was satisfied with the earlier question.

When the demon attacked me, he acted differently, so even if I didn't know, I wouldn't have to.

"My name is Nelfiessa. Yuri, you and Mr. Filia, I remember. Thank you for your continued support."

Nelfiessa pulled one foot in a graceful motion and bowed in a sophisticated motion that allowed her to see what she saw.

We sit in our seats and have a light conversation.

Nerfiessa is familiar with Babandongas and childhood, but Nerfiessa seems to be two better years old.

It means Nerfiessa is 23 and Babandongas is 21. Finally, Walthemia seems to be fourteen.

He usually seems to be working around Wang Du, but at the time he seemed to come to Mussenmorgues as a therapist for the Demon Fight Games.

"So you know, too."

Nelfiessa looks at me and says:

"Something I honestly never thought Wal would lose in a tournament below B-rank. Besides, you must have defeated the demon, too, right? You're strong, you."

"I'm working out. It would be rude to say that you don't seem very strong..."

It has a terribly neat appearance, but it has nothing to do with combat.

Not weak, but not strong either.

Her strength I felt from Nelfiessa's atmosphere was to that extent.

"I'm an adventurer for once, but I'm not an adventurer. Usually based in Wangdu, he's a freelance wizard specializing in healing magic."

Well, does that kind of person fall into the category of adventurer?

Something's wrong with that.

I could see strong confidence from Nerfiessa's blue eyes. Seems like my job has pride.

Even if what you're doing is different, people like that.

"Nevertheless, I am so honored that Mr. Firia remembered his face. I can't believe this talented guy remembered me."

Nelfiessa says so and smiles.

"A combination of talent…? Who are you talking about?

"It's about me! You can tell by the flow of the conversation, right!?

The flow of conversation...... means.

"I see, you mean Walthemia"

"What is it! What kind of thought development!

"... can illuminate"

"Walthemia!?

"Kuh, the lighted Walthemia is cute too!

"Mr. Babandongas please shut up now! You can't even set up a camera!

I'm kind of fine with Phyllia.

I don't know, but it's a good thing you're fine.

"... what are you saying so far, but it's okay about me, right? I'm getting kind of anxious..."

"Confidence, Phyllia."

"Whose fault is it? Whose"

"You don't have to worry, it's about Mr. Phyllia."

Hearing that, Phyllia shows her how to stroke her chest down, "Good......"

"But I won't forget about someone who uses such healing magic rather than forgetting it. Because it was the first time I had ever seen someone more skilled in healing magic than myself. Anyway, Mr. Nelfiessa was treating three people while I was treating one person."

Well...... and I am heartily surprised by Phyllia's words.

I have yet to see a healing magic user beyond Phyllia.

Phyllia's not the one who lies in here, and that's how the beauty in front of me can do it?

Apparently, the confidence I saw in the back of my eyes earlier is not Dada.

Nerfiessa shook her head small and sideways to Phyllia, who sent her envy.

"I do have pride in healing magic, but I specialize in healing. Mr. Phyllia can fight, right? I think it's better."

"Even Nelfiessa is a B-rank."

Babandongas pinches his mouth.

I see. Is it B-rank? You're stronger than I thought.

"Rank is a decoration. That doesn't change your strength. The so-called" adventurer "was not suitable for me to travel in places I didn't know existed. Even though it is a demon, I feel really averse to taking my life..."

"Nelfiessa is sweet, she's not fit for battle."

Waltemia silently nods at Babandongas's words, yet at high speed and cocky. A little scared.

"I consider my current job to be a gift. We can cure those who are hurt because of it, so we must use this power to the full. … well, Babandon gas will get hurt again no matter how many times it heals."

"Ah, the same goes for my Yuri"

"…… Looks like we're going to have a hard time."

"Someone finally figured out how I feel......!

The two held hands together as if they had found a trustworthy companion.

"You, you're not bothering Phyllia's hand. I'm gonna have to spit on your injury."

I feel sorry for myself for not being able to snort at what Babandongas has to say.

I squealed at no one, staring at my palm.

"Unfortunately, that frontier has not yet been reached. But we need to improve our self-healing abilities... or"

"So, you're going to be able to do it!? Awesome! I'm here for you, Yuri!

"Yeah, let's say we build a drill."

To do this, we need to do more training.

The three women listening to our conversation look at each other.

"I wonder why boys are like this."

"These people's heads won't heal if they die."

"Your brother and Yuri are probably not very smart...... Poor thing............"

Walthemia looks at us both with pity.

"Hey Babandongas, your sister is a surprisingly poisonous tongue"

"What?... Yuri, are you after Walthemia? I guess you're not going to make a cute cute little Waltemia a second woman while there's something called Phyllia!? Depends on your response, I'm sorry! Yuri, no!"

What is it? It doesn't make sense.