That Ordinary Mister is a War God

Bal asks Meena to take him home in metamagic and then head to the Adventurer's Guild in the second-class area.

It makes me wonder why he doesn't show his face to the Adventurer Guild for days, supposedly just an old man who doesn't even.

Although it was the path I had hoped for myself, it was Bal, which rarely felt like a hundred million hijackings.

Tanya's voice echoes as she opens the door of a large but qualitative stone guild tree, taking care not to put it on the table.

"It was really amazing, Master Wilhemina!

It is Roy who is being spoken to by her.

Obviously it was easy, but listening to her properly would be of boyfriend's worth.

Bal thinks so and is at the reception next door without sending out a help boat, speaks to a young lady.

"Do you have any good jobs?

"Unfortunately, I don't have a job for Mr. Bal right now."

The woman, who was asked by him, answered with her hand on her cheek in trouble.

Bal asks why, unfortunately, because there are a few answers like this coming.

"Is something wrong?

"Yeah. Mr. Tanya over there ran into a bunch of trolls, like, lucky enough to have that guilty goddess help you."

Of course Bal knows, but he showed exaggerated surprise when he first found out.

"Oh, that's what happened!

"If Master Wilhemina, the goddess of apostasy, hadn't happened to have no street, he would have lost Mr. Tanya's party, and as an Adventurer's Guild, we'd be looking heavily at things."

The receptionist of the Tsubaki tells me kindly with the face, "Naturally you don't know anything about this uncle, do you?"

Although the Sixth Adventurers are never in a high position, Tanya and the others are made up of only young women, a party that you can also expect to become advanced adventurers in the future.

It is understandable to Bal that the Alliance side took a heavy look at things.

"Is that why Tanya is here?"

"Yeah, well."

The lady smiled at his words and turned her slightly red eyes next to her.

Tanya is talking about Wilhemina's ambition that I don't know how many times, and just Roy is starting to get tired of hearing it too.

It was Bal who actually helped them, but I sincerely "am glad I left it to Meena" to see how she was doing.

Sometimes Meena didn't have the personality to care if she had more medals of her own where she didn't know.

"But you also feel like Bartolomeus, who helped Tanya and the others, as far as we've heard. Master Wilhemina would say," When did I reveal my hand to you? "

The receptionist's monomane was quite similar, and Bal agrees, "I think he would say so".

Except it's just an old man. You can't possibly know him about Wilhemina.

"Oh, yeah."

To impress her, as usual, a raven woman becomes her usual clerical face after a moment of "wrong person to say" expression.

"That's why the Adventurer Guild is now working with the state to conduct safety surveys. Consider it impossible to introduce you to work outside the capital for the time being."

"I don't have a choice... I don't want to die yet"

Bal unfortunately pounds his back of his head.

If you're an adventurer above the fourth level, you'll be assigned a safety investigation job, but the receptionist didn't say that.

It is from a conscientious judgment that it will only hurt him.

"I'm sorry, but you're not going to be able to do it for about ten days."

"Ten days... what shall I do?"

"Is ten days enough," Bal of Yagami Fai thinks, but Bal of the old man, who doesn't even have one, has to look like "ten days is too much".

"If it's Mr. Bal, I wonder if I could ask him for a chore"

The receptionist distracts me from him looking anxious.

"Huh? Is that true? That would help."

Guild chores are cheap on wages, but they come with lunch and dinner.

It's like a young man's remedy without money, not the job an old man after thirty gets.

There are people who distract me like a receptionist because Bal works with honest gratitude, regardless of being ridiculed.

(This is one piece of property now)

and he said thank you to the receptionist.

"If you want to thank me, go to the guild general. Because that's the one who thought about the system."

The receptionist said as she turned to her side as it lit up.

Its appearance was very cute, but not the character of the old man Bal, who doesn't even point it out or compliment it.

"Time to forgive me, Tanya"

He leaves the guild behind as he hears Roy's pitiful plea.