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

Four story guild.

The next day. Wake up in the morning. Me and Phyllia walk through the city thinking about what's to come.

I feel my breasts pounding, too, at a view that is clearly different from the forest I'm used to.

After listening to the people passing by, it seems the iron plate is the one that goes to the guild and becomes an adventurer if you want to make money quickly.

The Alliance also bought demonic materials.

"Yuri, this is apparently the" City of Beginnings "Astart."

"City of beginnings?

"It seems that brave men, demon kings and dark gods were born near here. So the city of beginnings."

"That's awesome."

While having such a conversation, we can't be somewhere normal.

"Something stands out...... right?

"Looks like it."

People passing by, they're chasing us with their eyes.... No, say us or Phyllia.

I observe the people of the city.

people, dog sub people, people, people, cat sub people, people, people, people, bear sub people......

I look around, but I still don't see any elves anywhere.

Apparently, the elves are a fairly rare species.

Phyllia's words, who said he was a conservative species rarely coming out of the interior, seem true.

Even though it was the appearance of a permanently separated person, it was only half natural to attract people's eyes if the rare value of a species rarely appeared in public was added.

... So Phyllia, who was younger than me and traveling alone, is actually a great one?

View Phyllia walking next door.

Phyllia looked at the city uncommonly. To look at its silver eyes glowing with curiosity, it may be rare to see a difference from the inside.

Phyllia has strength, and she looks good. Wouldn't it be quick to find someone else besides me?

Well, that's when - duh.

You stared too much, Phyllia noticed my gaze.

My gaze as clear as a pearl pours on me.

"What is it?... Could it have fallen in love with me?

Phyllia with her fingers on her cheeks and her neck shackled with her upper head.

A pose that only cute humans are allowed to pose, just the ultimate in bruising.

"Say it."

"Oh, wait. Hey."

Just as I hid what I thought was a little dodgy, I headed for the guild early.

"Is this the guild?"

"It's a building with a season."

As Phyllia put it, the building in front of me was clearly not the same year as the buildings around me.

The wood that is the material has a deep black color due to exposure to the outside air for a long time.

Only at a glance was it possible to see that an organization called the Alliance was historical.

Me and Firia will try to get inside the guild.

Then, unexpectedly, there was a room with a beautiful interior.

I thought on my own that it was a darker place, but apparently it was a mistake.

"Whoa, look at that."

"What the hell is that girl? You're so cute!

"Is that the guy with you? The man doesn't look strong..."

"Hey, isn't that an elf? Face the rumor, cancer."

I see, a guild seems to be a bunch of rough guys. But you don't seem to have many eyes to see.

I guess I'm strong. Don't you see this forged muscle?

I undress and release my muscles in natural motion.

By doing so, my muscles swell, turning into a beautiful form that all the beholders salivate.

The twitching spreads deliberately to the adventurers who have seen the workout's big chest muscles.

"Hey...... what the hell is that guy? Why are you working out so much?

"I don't know, you're a do-it-yourself. I don't want to get any closer………………."

"Why did you suddenly take off your clothes?"

"I used to get those bodies out in public."

"Look at those two, angels and gorillas."

"Ha, no, hey!

... Hey. Why is my body so repugnant? It would be strange.

He always looks at the sprouts, and he looks like a jerk.

When I was angry at the irrationality of the world, Phyllia slapped me on the shoulder.

Looking back, Firia points to herself with a full smile.

"……… Angel"

And he points at me with a smile on his face.

"…… gorillas. ……… Hmm. Hehehe. Uhihihihihihihi!

Beat him...

I desperately suppress that feeling.

Elves have no choice because they are oblivious to common sense in the human world.

Gorillas may be a compliment in the elf world. I think so.

Something's filia holding her belly on the floor and she's laughing, but that's also a praise move in the elf world. I think so.

"A gorilla, a gorilla! Uhihihihihihihihi!

"Come on. Let's go get an explanation."

"Just a little more…… please wait another five minutes. Puppy."

"Can you wait! Here, let's go."

I dragged Phyllia to the Alliance counter.

"Sorry, I'd like to register as an adventurer."

Telling Miss Alliance sitting at the counter to do so, she began her explanation of the Alliance in a familiar tone.

According to it, guild is a union that crosses the hedge of the country, founded to repel the demonic threat.

The adventurers seem to be ranked from S to E, which is to say that there are only a few requests that can be received according to their rank.

And the most important thing for me was to say that when the rank rises, people are allowed to enter places where they can't.

I want to go around the world. As far as I'm concerned, I'm going to have to go for S-rank!

"That's all the explanation is. Now, please enter your name on this paper."

Saying so, they give me something like palm-sized white paper.

"We also offer a proxy, how would you like it?

"No, it's okay."

"I'm fine, too"

Write your name down there.

When will I ever waver to write letters? I slowly write my name on paper.

Looking beside him, Phyllia was stretching her neck and peeking into my handwriting.

"……… What the hell?"

"No, nothing."

When I looked at the chirali and filia letters, they were very neat.

You're a perfect superman, except for the true character of this guy, like good to the letter.

We give Miss Guild a piece of paper with her name on it.

Instead, I got a guild card.

It's a size card that fits in the palm of your hand with the name and the letter E.

Apparently, this will also replace your ID.

"Oh, and let's sell demonic materials."

"Right."

He took out the demonic horns and tentacles that Phyllia had defeated by going through the woods from a cloth bag - apparently a dimensional bag - that boasted a capacity that ignored the laws of physics he had laid on his hips and placed them on the counter.

The material sold at a higher price than I thought.

According to Miss Guild's story, the forest over there is called the "Forest of Death," and the B-rank adventurer seems to be at the right level.

"Where did you get this material?

"Where? In the woods."

"I didn't expect you two to defeat the demons of the Forest of Death so easily... you're the newcomers to expectations. We hope you continue to do your part."

Miss Alliance said so and lowered her head to us in a polite move.

We leave the counter and head to the bulletin board where the request is posted.

"I heard that, Mr. Yuri? Looks like you're expecting a newbie, us."

"I was with you. I was listening."

Phyllia is in a good mood because she was praised.... I don't even feel a little too choked up.

"B-rank in the woods over there sounds pretty easy to ask for an E-rank."

"Maybe so, but you can't be alarmed. Sometimes the elves get lost in the woods, huh?

I gave an example of someone else.

Phyllia makes her mouth whisper.

"Well, that doesn't matter, does it? Even Yuri can't write..."

"What is wrong with that novel rhetoric?"

It's the first time I've ever heard of a word that was scrupulous.