Soria appeared right in front of me looking worried after Ming Lun again.

"Oh, welcome back. Are you hurt ⁉"

"Oh, no problem"

"Great......"

"Mmm, Jeed. I wonder if that's the magic item for self-destruction."

Soria's next riff called out. Watching me eat the crystal in my hand.

She seems to be following the magic currents.

"Oh, now I'm sure of it. Probably something that breaks the columnar parts of the earth. If you use it, the terrain of the people's territory may change dramatically."

"Hmm. But I guess you have the whole picture, huh? Can you ask for a mapping?

He spread the map and blank paper of the rounded continent that Riff had prepared and finally put out a pen.

Write the whole story down here, I guess.

"This is another troublesome job."

"We have to stop the damage when we do self-destruction. Because it will finally be a feat."

"Are we going to stop the damage?

"No, the wolves will do it from there. I won't let you do that."

"Right. But I can't draw it here because it's too big to say mapping. I'll draw when I get home."

"So much? Well, that's good. Well, for one thing, today is dissolution."

A discouraged aura, like 'Gudday', comes from around in a word of riff.

Didge called out.

"If you were here after all, I wouldn't need you."

That was a word with a bitter laugh and a sigh.

The riff makes me seem half sorry.

I'm sorry, everybody.

"No, no one's going to apologize. Jeed is too unexpected."

That was half as emotional as giving up.

Something fiercely guilty.

"... something, I'm sorry"

"Silly. Don't apologize the most. Instead, I'm sorry we couldn't do anything!

Looking at it, everyone seemed to feel bad.

Oh, I see...

"Then can you help me map it? I'm not going to finish this by the end of the day alone. And I'm going to have to draw an exact picture of it, so I'm going to break my bones."

"Oh! Right! I can help you if you want!

"Me too! I'm free for a few days for this request. I'm not even willing to accept the money if you don't let me work for you!

"Still, if I don't work and get paid, it's delicious... well, I'll ride the stream."

and the adventurers who were being summoned get on board.

Some of them appeared to be Soria and Phil. Yui was gone after a glance at this one.

"Kufu. One scale of" Charisma. "

Seeing us like that, Riff was laughing with pleasure somewhere.

The big mapping was done, and all that was left was for the riffs to take measures such as self-destruction.

Some time after that, I joined Queena and Sheila.

The purpose is to conduct activities as a party. To fulfill the request.

Enter the big woods and crusade for a herd of A-rank breaking wolves who hear reports of recent attacks on villages and such.

"Phew. That's it!

"Well, maybe this is it"

Sheila knocked down the last one on Sheila's side as she made it feel like she had finished the job wiping her forehead sweat.

Next door, Queena had defeated about the same number of broken wolves.

"You lifted your arms before you saw it again."

"... you don't even know if you're stronger."

I said as Queena looked at the carcasses of the broken wolves piled behind me disgustingly.

"It's a level where you can even match me with Queena's share. That's Jeed!"

"You don't lift either. Instead, if we don't get as many crusades as we do, we won't have standing."

"Well, but this didn't even win the charisma party!?"

Sheila says with a wuss.

Queena snorts too, seemingly less than full.

Crusade of A-rank demonic flocks. This is an S-rank request.

If you look at the charisma party from their rivals, it would be a very good achievement.

In the middle, a pippy guild card rings.

When I took it out, the article that said [Emergency Bulletin] had been updated.

The contents...

"Underground Dungeon Irbeck attacked!?"

"Oh, no! QUENNA, WHERE PARTY............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Queena, who was taking out the card, and Sheila peeking in from behind it.

You must have seen the article.

Two people, often stunned and looking at the cards, looked at me with a shabby necklace.

"Have you used a self-destructing magic item yet? Come on."

I'm also surprised by the horribly fast action.

Did you already anticipate what to do, etc., ahead of time?

"What the hell is that! I didn't ask you, Jeed! Speaking of Ilbeck, it's the biggest dungeon in the designated S-rank, and it's done a hell of a lot of damage every year!

"Look, I told you there was no standing. Here's the thing."

Sheila feels half excited. Queena went on to embarrass it.

"I'm sorry. The attack was stopped."

Sheila, who was breathing from knocking down a bunch of broken wolves until earlier, is breaking her knees and depressed. That's easy to understand.

"This is the charisma party..."

I guess I'm the one who took the magic item of self-destruction when I said charisma party.

I had help with the handling and mapping after that though.

Well, let's keep that quiet.

It would also be a good stimulus for Queena and Sheila. Besides, it would be better to keep it as an accomplishment of the charisma party, even externally.

However, it seems that the Alliance side is giving me the impression that the article contains a large number of "Jeed" characters.

"Ko, you can't stay like this...! It's making more and more difference...!

Sheila says as she clings to Queena.

Queena lowers one eyebrow even as she looks depressed.

"But I'll just destroy myself in a hurry."

"Operation conference! Yes! Let's have an ops conference! In the room where Jeed's staying!

Sheila makes her eyes shine.

"Well, you just want to go."

"I need solace! Let's have an ops meeting. - Yo!

Wow, Sheila begs with her hands and hands in tears a little bit.

... a very busy guy.

"I don't know what you're gonna talk about when you say an ops meeting, but, well, I don't mind."

"Really! Are you sure!?"

A smile blooms like a flower when I say it.

"You're doing well..."

Half the time, half the time I got used to it, Queena spoke for my feelings.