My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

- Rick, I'm finally here.

A red-hooded woman returns to the stronghold of the "Blackbird of Dawn", now proud to be said to be the best in the country, set in Nastiara, the king's capital.

He is Deputy Leader Anemore.

It's still early in the morning.

Only Rickstein, the leader of the "Blackbird", had come in and reached the long table located in the front. By the way, he seemed to be at breakfast, roaming hard bread as he read the book and enjoying his bitter tea.

"Are you here?"

Over forty halves, a man who should be able to say an old man with a mixture of white things in his dark hair smiles invincibly like a bloody young man.

"What about prey?

"Black Imperial Wolf (Obsidian Wolf)"

"Wow. You're a big guy."

The two of them were waiting.

I don't care who hears it, I need information about the famous big demon.

"What's the organization?

Not to mention that you can't win, you are basically an early winner in a demonic crusade.

Although it is a system that is put out as a crusade request in the Adventurer's Guild and cannot be undertaken unless it has reached its established rank, it is not prohibited to hunt without passing the Guild.

For example, if those who did not pass the guild claim to have "accidentally encountered and responded, crusaded", no one can blame them. Because that's not a violation of the guild's terms in the first place, nor is it illegal.

Besides, other adventurers may not sign up for the Adventurer Alliance.

Both are rare cases, but they are not.

So if you decide to crusade, your support and departure need to be hurried.

"A black royal wolf won't even have to leave me or you. With Glock on his head, I want to speak to Einleese and Horn, and also to Rolobel."

Rickstein chose a member of the "Blackbird" to think of the demons he once behaved like and set him on a crusade.

"Horn?"

The opinion of Leader Rickstein is absolute. but the deputy leader is the exception. While he's gone, she'll be the leader's deputy.

Both place a full breadth of trust in thought and judgment. That's why it also makes the exchange of opinions better.

Though I don't do it in public to put the leader in his face. It is about when there are only two or only ancient ginseng.

"Isn't it too early for that kid?

Horn, who often chooses difficult requests without thinking about commission, is now a well-known adventurer known as the "Virgin of the Devil's Hunt".

Everyone acknowledges its strength - but it's still the second year as an adventurer, a young man who can still be called a newbie. Anemore thinks it's early to bump into a big guy.

"No, not really"

Rickstein's invincible grin brings fierceness.

"I'm already in my five fingers with 'Blackbird'"

"No way......"

"Occasionally, they say Glock loses in archery. My liver gets cold when I do that too."

"Blackbird" is a team of adventurers pulling out in the King's Capital.

It can't be weak if it's also at the top of the line.

Rickstein, best located especially in combat, is said to be the strongest in the Adventurer neighborhood, even without the brackets "Blackbird".

The double-sword Veronica, the short-speared Glock at the next point, is incisive to the second-place feud.

Rickstein secretly decides that if one of them goes beyond himself, he's retiring... well, he's not going to be able to give up his chair yet.

It's just that now a different person started to threaten its seat.

And Rickstein thinks it is.

"I want Horn to gain experience. Einleese too."

What Horn needs now is combat experience with the strong.

I can't help but hone my talent to the horrible point that I'm only seventeen years old and reaching that frontier.

And Einleese is already one arm of the horn.

We will have a bigger fighting force to think of in one group than separate. I don't know if even Rickstein can win if that combo is against him.

Well, most importantly, 80% of them take care of Horn.

Everyone acknowledges the strength and talent of Horn, but everyone also acknowledges the freedom to run free and the problem.

"... well, if I'm gonna put a glock on it, I guess I'll be fine."

A man named Glock, who used to act with Anemore and went into "Blackbird" at the same time, is strong anyway. Don't worry if he comes along.

"I'm sorry. I'm gonna keep you apart again."

"What the hell is that? I'm not that young anymore, I'm not that sticky."

By the way, Annemore and Glock are in a lover relationship. And by the way, Rickstein already has a wife and children.

Rickstein asks Annemore again as she begins to make her members' schedules and instructions quickly.

"How's Lyla?

There are three magicians enrolled in "Blackbird".

One is Anemore and the other is away at work now.

And the third is a newcomer, Lila, who just recently entered.

"You won't change that soon. But I'm working on it."

Recently, rookie Lyla spoke directly to the leader.

"I'm still not at a level where I can act with everyone. I want to focus on training for a while".

Rickstein said, "Get used to it rather than learn. He is an old type of samurai who is more in action than in training.

There are few dangers near Wang Capital, and I thought if I were taught by my members while working as an adventurer...

Instead of Rickstein showing the difficulty, Anemore answered.

"Because as the same magician I will stay with you for a while and work out," he says, embarking on the development of an expectant newcomer.

All that's still missing, but Lyla's hanging in there.

I don't even turn up the sound for rigorous training, and I can't help but hope for a sincere attitude as a learner.

"At least he wants to be strong enough to hunt the red bear alone"

"Right. That's a good goal."

Red bears are strong.

But as an adventurer, I'm finally alone when I'm hunted. So did Rickstein and the goals he once set himself, looking back just a little on the nostalgic past.

"- Mm-hmm! Ohhh."

The relaxing time marked the end.

Horn, who must have slept upstairs in his own room rising the inner stairs, came out stretching with his blushing head.

"Old man, where's Ain?

He is called by the old man to Rickstein, who only looks like a warrior of war who is said to be harsh and scary on his face, who makes it difficult for even adults to speak up, and who cries out if a child sees him. This is the horn. This is it.

"Morning. Aren't you still asleep?

To the busty little girl riding herself out of the railing upstairs, but the leader I'm used to already answered normally. Yeah, it's something I'm used to. I'm used to rude and disrespectful little girls.

"Ahhh. - Hey, Ein."

Without even knocking, Horn disappeared into Einleese's room.

"-Niko!?

and suddenly I hear screams as if I stepped on the cat's tail.

"- Ouch, that hurts."

"- Shut up. You always told me to wake you gently."

I don't know what happened, but there came out a horn holding his face down to see if he even ate a punch in the face, and a rare and very grumpy looking Einleese who was always laid back and swallowed.

The troubled child is awake.

It's going to be noisy today.