Old man, come on! It's too late for them to make a request for reinstatement to the habit of ba

The surroundings of the guided venues are heavily damaged, and it is easy to imagine a heavy battle just at first glance.

In a magical attack, Takagi is burning to knee height or has been snapped from about half the time.

There were signs everywhere on the ground like a big decision.

The exterior walls of the venue collapse and even look like they're about to collapse.

"This is... terrible"

Squad was whining unconsciously.

"Yes. It was a harsh raid by then. We promise to find the assailant and smash him to pieces without skin."

The guide's adventurer stared regrettably at the shattered building.

"You've got some of the guys who attacked you, haven't you? Didn't you throw up something?

"Everyone who caught them harmed themselves. Apparently, he planted something in his body before he took action."

"You're ready. With that much work, it could be a pretty big organization."

Skward turned his gaze toward Charlemagne.

Charlemagne was nodding when I said I knew I didn't have to.

"Right. Let's explore the enemy's Ajito. Logtano, it's your turn."

"Captain. I'll take care of it. Shall we go first to the conference room the masters were discussing?"

That's what Logtano says, he walks into the building on his own.

It was supposed to be the first building to come, but Logtano was blind to the rest of the room and went straight into the door of the deepest room.

The room that came in is the most damaged, the walls almost collapse and the room is in full view from the outside.

My eyes glowed blue when Logtano used his skills in the room.

"You can't. As I was asking, they're flying in metastases. I can't chase you from here. Excuse me. Do you have any artifacts of the man you captured?

"I think I'm taking it, but what the hell are you gonna do with it?

"It's a pursuit. Tracking. Used to find the masters who were flown."

"Ha... ok. I'll get permission from the executives and bring it."

Once the guide's adventurer returned from the scene, he brought a piece of clothing.

Logtano was touching his clothes and putting his face closer together.

The next thing I knew, I started staring at the air jiggly.

"I found it. I'll come after you."

Charlemagne reacted to Logtano's voice.

"All, sword out!! We're gonna hunt down the Raiders now."

"Ha."

When all the adventurers pulled out their swords, they followed Logtano and walked away.

"Who the hell is he?

A man on the conductor asks the squad.

"It's one of our guild members. I have rare skills to read magic remnants. It seems that magic remnants are naturally overflowing from the bodies of people and demons. They have different colors and wavelengths for the remainder of it one by one. Unlike the smell, magic remnants last about ten days, so it's convenient to chase the escaped demon or look for a lost man."

After walking for an hour or so, the town stops near an entire house outside.

"I found it. It's that house. What will you do?

"Hey, bye. You want me to break into the back of the building with personnel and seal the escape route?

"That would be nice. Me and Squad go in from the front. You guys need to contain the perimeter of the house. Don't let anyone get away with it."

"" Roger!!

Charlemagne's party doesn't feel like a normal adventurer's party.

It was a party like the army and organization that culminated in Charlemagne.

Soon the siege of the building was completed, and Skward and Charlemagne gently opened the door and jumped into the house.

"What is this?"

The eyes of the squad open early on when I went in.

"It's like after the fight."

I didn't know it from the outside, but the house had been destroyed by tears.

There are about ten bodies rolling around, and I've checked all the rooms, but it seems that none of them are alive.

Charlemagne called in the building in solidarity with Logtano.

"There is a magic remnant of the Master. Apparently, there is a good chance that the master is involved in this fight. You're moving somewhere. I can chase you, what do you do?

"Of course, we're going after him!!

"My hunch is about to hit..."

Charlemagne was squealing like that when he saw the run-down battlefield.

I walked about a few kilometers on the guidance of Logtano and was guided to another building.

I went inside and the building was just as devastated as it was earlier.

Further remnants appear to be continuing, and the pursuit resumed.

The next building had also been destroyed by a run-down.

Icebird is a big city with tens of thousands of houses.

I wonder how many safe houses the Raiders have.

On the next road to the place, Charlemagne spoke to the squad running next door.

"Hey, Uncle Squad. Remember the first word I said?

"Of course I remember you. Boulders are parents and children. I'm sure of this already. I'm sure Cain's on the rampage."

"Right. I hope we catch up next time."

Squad was already not worried about fine dust either.

And I walked into the next building, the deepest room, where I was in the middle of a fight.

One is a man with a tough face and a tight upper-body bump.

The man was about to grab and throw the swordsman's neck with one hand.

The man is Kyne, the Alliance Master of the Alliance [All Grand].

There is also another Alliance Master who was flown.

The name is Aisha. An elderly woman with glasses, manipulating the magic of the wind and blowing her opponent to the wall.

He is a war adventurer who is a magic expert but can also use his abilities to show phantoms to his opponents.

If you look closely, there were already nearly thirty men rolling at their feet.

"Hey, I told you, even gorillas."

Charlemagne pointed to his own father and turned his gaze away at the squad with a shuddering face.

"Right. Cain just looks like a gorilla to me too."

Cain, who noticed us, looked fine and didn't scratch a scratch.

"Yo, Squad. It was late, wasn't it? Hey, you got a cigarette? I haven't smoked in decades. I ran out of nicotine and I was pretty fucked up."

"Are you all right!? That's a wilder situation to ask. If you're safe, you can contact me. I believed you, but I was still worried about you."

"Bad, bad, all of a sudden, it's metastasized. I was forced to pull information from the guys in the flying place and destroy tissue at the potato ceremony."

"It's okay that there are no injuries."

As the squad approaches Cain, when he takes the cigarette out of his hip pochette, it plugs into Cain's mouth and magically ignites his fingertips.

"Oh, I don't have a scratch on me or that old lady over there. Whoa, I'm sorry. Ugh. Whoo! I'm coming back to life!

"Who's the grandmother?!? You want to die, Cain? Besides, I don't like cigarette smoke. Smoke flows to Koch. Go under the wind!! Sissy!!"

Aisha complains about Cain as she smokes.

"Oops. Sorry about that, Aisha. I told you. My people are brilliant!!

Cain had a winning face and was proud of Aisha.

"Really. In exchange for that, my guys aren't sloppy... we really need to work out again when we get home."

"There it is. I forgot to tell you. Squad, I heard when we were fighting, it was the hands of the [Black Market] countries burning their hands."

"[Black Market (Black Market)]!! Are you sure about that?

"I definitely got the information out of my grandmother's skills there. Apparently, he's going to do something big. And it looks like there's an insider in every guild in the country."

"Master Aisha's skills... I heard they planted something in their bodies that would hurt themselves when they got caught... it's a boulder"

"So we decided to let the enemy swim by spreading lies that we were hurt badly and couldn't move. All the witnesses have been knocked out, so there's no leakage of information to them. Grab their tail where they are alarmed and relaxed. At this point, I will crush you thoroughly."

"Do you think the organization would believe that information, even though you yourself have crushed several bases?

"I have an idea. Some of them sleep with their grandmother's magic, but they switch their memories with their skills. If we had witnesses, the guys in the organization would believe us. Besides, I'll find out who's inside and I'll give them the information. What do you say?"

"Can we go then... ok. Get ready."

Cain, who finished his conversation with Squad, approached Charlemagne standing behind Squad.

"Alice, you're here. Worried."

Cain had changed from a sharp face like a beast in battle to a gentle face of his father.

"I wasn't worried. Because I knew your father was stronger than anyone."

Charlemagne was also unconsciously returning to his vegan self, even though he was masking and falsifying himself.

"You too have a favor to ask. While I can't move freely, I want you to go back to the city and find the inside man."

"Okay. I'm gonna find out and make you regret this."

"Explain it to your mother later. He said he was going to be late. If I'm late, they'll be mad at me later."

"Right. I don't want to take it all either, so I'll explain it properly."

"Whoa, I asked for it. Now it's getting interesting. It's been a long time. How difficult is that in a dungeon? Is that an S-level dungeon?

Cain was laughing as he said that.

The next morning, the two guild masters are brought into the guild home of [King of the Ice Plains] in bloody condition.

In the guild, it became noisy for a while.

Then rumors turn that he took his life but needed a long period of treatment.

For fear of another raid by the raiders, the place of treatment was kept secret.

Later, the executives said the squad remained in the [King of the Ice Plains] to protect the Master.

The information was also brought to [All-Grand] by Charlemagne.

A few days after rescuing Cain, the morning of Charlemagne's return to [All Grand].

Charlemagne was called to the squad.

"Charlemagne, give me a minute."

"What?"

"When I get back to the guild, I want someone to see what's going on."

"Nothing good... but who the hell am I supposed to see?

"In fact, in the guild before the commotion..."

What Squad asked for was to see how the label was doing.

I made sure Cain was safe, so I think I got worried.

"Okay. Then I'll see what people look like with that label and let them report it. And I can't believe my Uncle Squad is worried... he's just a porter, isn't he?

"Dude... that's surprising. I didn't know you knew about the label."

"Surprise? Something I don't know about that label?

"Oh, because the label belonged to your father and mother's party."

"What!? What's the same party as your fathers... So who's that label? SS?

"Oh, the label is the only active SS class adventurer left in this world. Ma himself says that Porter is not an adventurer."

"There was no label on the material that could be viewed at Alliance headquarters."

"You remember the party members when the Cains attacked the SS dungeon?

"Of course, Father, Mother, then..."

Charlemagne gives a total of five names.

"You're right about the dossier, but there's not enough of one, to be exact. The truth is there are six of us all. The sixth person is the porter's label."

"Sixth? Porter? Was there someone like that?

"It's been that way for a long time, but the adventurers only see Porter as a horse or some kind of luggage holder. Cain was moaning about it. Adventurer plates issued at Alliance headquarters are also in different shapes, right? That's not what it says. In addition to his name, he also lists his guild and the ranks he said were A and S grades. But there's no rank on Porter's plate. Porter is considered a lump sum and not recognized as an adventurer"

"If you ask me, yes."

"Porter is an unfaithful job. It is seen below the adventurer and the changeover is thought to be rolling at any rate. That's why Alliance headquarters also distinguishes Porter from adventurers. He's not seen as an adventurer, so no matter where the dungeons are attacked, the name of the porter will never be inscribed as a record."

"That's terrible"

"It's terrible indeed. That's what's happening right now. Cain is desperately trying to change it."

"Your father..."

"It was almost twenty years ago that the Macains attacked the SS dungeon. Even if there were adventurers who knew they had a porter with them at the time, many of them were already retired. Besides, the label was also when I said nothing from myself. That's no way to spread the word."

"You were."

"It's a horn on a rabbit. There's no way a regular porter could dive into an SS dungeon and attack and return unharmed. Me and Cain admit it, but they won't listen to us at all. So is your father, but the special ones are full of freaks and ordinary people I don't understand. What do you say? You got a lot of interest, huh?

"Yeah, very"

"My father and mother didn't tell me much about the old days... and the label never came to my house."

"The label guy dives into the dungeon almost every day except for the buyout."

"Okay. I'll take a look directly at him."

"The label didn't like to be told about themselves, so maybe the Cains didn't either. So, if the label is in trouble, I want you to help me in the shadows. I hope Hans' asshole isn't being impotent."

Squad's concerns had been met.

Because the label was banished from the guild at that point.