"Your husband! There are many shops!
"That's a lot of people."
"It's about the town of merchants. Wouldn't that be less today?"
"That's not much..."
I can't help but be surprised at Toa.
Week was overflowing with people far more than the central square of Wangdu.
Toa is blinded by the number of people she goes out with, and Nem shines her eyes on accessories lined up in nearby outdoor stores.
Isn't this the first time Mr. Sierra looked calm?
"In the meantime, let's head to Week Ranch"
So was the request, but I was fed up with the amount of people.
The client's waiting week ranch was on a small, high hill visible ahead of him through town.
Inside the ranch surrounded by fences there was a figure of a creature like bison and a cow everywhere, divided by two, and Toa, who found out it was Walstein, knew who the food he had been talking about, and was just a little shocked.
"Excuse me, can someone please!
I arrived at my first residence after entering the ranch.
Mr. Sierra takes the initiative to visit, but apparently he's away.
I didn't even hear footsteps when I called, and there were no signs of people.
"No one seems to be here."
"Apparently they're out"
It gets stuck.
My planned shopping will slip in after this.
I want to do the request by the end of the day if I can, and I just want to go shopping.
I'm not going to stay in this town for long, especially, and I just want to go home when I'm done.
I haven't seen the town yet, but honestly, there are just a lot of people and dewstores here that kill the landscape.
"Master, people are gathering!
That's where Nem found something.
There's a big barn in the direction of Nem's fingers, and you can see a crowd nearby.
Basilisk is talking about living in a barn, but is that it?
"I can't wait to be scared every day anymore!
The first thing I heard when I reached the barn was a voice similar to the anger.
Apparently, the gathered townspeople were blaming one grandfather, and there was pressing air flowing there.
"If you can't do something about that, I'm done here! Clean, why don't you give up this land already! 'Cause I'm telling you you're gonna get rid of me!
"Mr. Boreas, you're old, too. Why don't we just let this ranch go and hide?
- Boreas Week.
Surely that's the client's name.
If that old man at the heart of this commotion is Boreas Week, why are the townspeople blaming Mr. Boreas?
But I knew why from the side I thought so.
Probably due to the basilisk of living inside this barn.
"Gentlemen, could you just wait a little longer? I made a request to the Adventurer's Guild in Wangdu. Adventurers are supposed to come today as well. I'm sure you'll get rid of the basilisk soon."
"I heard that yesterday too! So how long do we have to wait today!
Mr. Boreas had bowed his head over and over again, "By tomorrow," he said.
Mr. Sierra, who was seen there, breaks into the crowd.
What an aggressive man.
The townspeople were staring at Mr. Sierra as he drew people apart.
"Excuse me, do you have Lord Boreas Week here!
The townspeople's attention missed Mr. Sierra's shout and the noise stopped.
"I'm Boreas, but you?
"I'm late for my application. My name is Sierra. I came from Wang Du to eliminate the basilisk."
The look on Mr. Boreas's face, which was somewhere gloomy in the words, changed.
"Are you an adventurer, that's good! Guys, listen up! The Adventurer came from the Alliance! Now you can rest assured!
The gathered townspeople leave spitting and throwing up, "I hope so," etc.
What a cold bunch of people to say they're from the same town.
In the meantime, I found a man secretly staring at us with one tongue.
When the man noticed my gaze, he deviated to delude that dirty eye that was directed at Mr. Sierra, and went down the hill with the townspeople.
"It stinks."
Nem suddenly said that.
He expresses disgust with his expression and pinches his nose.
"Smells? What do you mean?
"There's a mixture of smells."
"Mixed smells? ……
What is it about?
Nem moves his nose pimply as he says it smells, and looks like he's looking for the source of the smell.
"Thank you, gentlemen. Please rush to the right place."
"No, please."
"So it's basilisk, you know, when is it going to end?
"Lord Masamune. When can you start eliminating basilisks?
Mr. Sierra probably won't call me Nito anymore.
I just have to give up.
Besides the existence of magic such as a brave summons, there would be others in this world with names similar to those of the Japanese, and they didn't need to care that much from the beginning.
As far as I'm concerned, I hope the Saabs don't even find out.
That's all.
"I'd like to get it done by the end of the day, if possible. Because I want to look around town."
"Let's get right to it."
"Whoa, wait! Basilisk is an A-rank monster, like opening a barn all of a sudden! Shouldn't it be better to investigate first?
With that said, Mr. Sierra had explained that the client was a former adventurer.
Well, in these cases, it usually seems common sense to do an investigation and then work on it.
"It's okay for this time only. Rest assured, Lord Masamune is here."
This man relies too much on me when he says it's a request left to Mr. Sierra.
Plus, there's a noticeable habit of telling my information all the time.
"Can you show me the example barn for now?
"Of course I don't mind that..."
Then Mr. Boreas took the key out of his trouser pocket.
Coming in front of the barn, we were looking at that big wooden building.
Apparently Basilisk liked this place enough to put it to bed.
"Is there a basilisk in this?
"Yes, I think he's asleep now"
"I knew it was!
Nem said he hasn't even unlocked the barn yet, but there he goes again saying something.
"It stinks. It smells the same as before."
"What stinks so much from earlier?
"It's a basilisk. I knew that was this smell. There's no doubt about this smell from the loud people all the time."
Basilisk smell... I have no idea.
"You mean the townspeople just now?
Nem nodded cocklessly.
"So, do you know who exactly you felt it from?
"He's fat, he's an uncle with a mustache under his nose."
That's the guy who was staring at Mr. Sierra earlier.
But why does the town smell like basilisk?
Probably so fine that only Nem, the beast man, could tell, but the townspeople earlier were not afraid or trying to get close to the barn, and would they smell so delicate that they entered the ranch?
"That would probably be Mr. Augusto"
Mr. Boreas seemed to know the person.
"What kind of person are you?
"Would you say Mr. Augusto has been a regular in this town for a long time now, a merchant who has frequently visited the town? This town is a merchant's town, so there are many of them."
A merchant who wraps around the smell of basilisk. Suspiciously enough.
"Does Mr. Boreas interact with Mr. Augusto?
"I do. Before I asked him to come to the King's Landing, he told me he would get rid of the basilisk. He wants to buy this land for everything, and you think it's his place? But I said no. This ranch is a symbol of the Week, so to speak, that my ancestors have inherited. I'm not going to give in. Besides, I didn't think he was going to have a basilisk opponent."
Definitely, this is totally black.
"Um, what happened to Mr. Augusto?
"I think this basilisk is probably Augusto's fault."
"Oh, what is that... is it true?
The only person who noticed the smell was Nem, the beast man, and I guess Mr. Boreas couldn't have noticed.
But if you were a former adventurer, wouldn't you have noticed?
"Yes. Perhaps, as we talked about, this land will be the aim. Mr. Sierra, is basilisk something that manifests itself anywhere?
"No, you won't come across it unless you even go in the back of the woods"
"So you mean you brought me all the way out of the woods? You're almost ready."
I was saved this time because Nem was there.
Even so, I was concerned from the neighborhood where I was staring at Mr. Sierra, and then I might have noticed.
"Thanks to Nem"
When I stroked my cat-eared head, Nem looked up at me strangely, not knowing what it meant.
"I'd like to let Basilisk escape to the woods without killing him, if possible. Mr. Sierra, don't you know any good ways or something?
"That's right. When you let them escape, you need to lead them to the woods... So what about stunning them and carrying them?
"Then let's go with it."
Honestly, I don't know if that's the right way or not, and let's just try to be good.
"Lord Boreas, please stay away for a moment"
After a reminder by Mr. Sierra, the barn was opened with the key received from Mr. Boreas.
Slowly opening the door so as not to make any noise, to ascertain what was going on inside, thanks to the leaking date of the wood inserting from the gap in the wall, he was able to immediately ascertain the appearance of the basilisk.
But he noticed the problem there, and once he pulled his face out of the barn, he closed the door.
"Um, I have three basilisks."
"Oh no! The requisition says it's one..."
Mr. Sierra was bewildered by the look of being poked at by surprise.
"Lord Boreas, what the hell is this all about? I haven't heard there's more than one basilisk. If you lie about what you're asking for, you're in trouble."
"Oh no! I did only have one yesterday when I checked!
"With a day of basilisk, there can be no more of that or two. The rank of the request will not change with two more, but the rewards will change dramatically. Besides, basilisk poison is lethal just by touching a drop, so none of the adventurers dare to choose. Nobody wants to get their hands on it unless it's left behind and the rewards are even higher."
I see, is that why Mr. Sierra hated it?
And it's fiercely poisonous...... I told you to let it get away cheaply, but it looks pretty risky.
Seems like Mr. Sierra trusts me, but if I had one, three would still be tough on me for not being treated like a monster.
"Mr. Sierra, I don't mind. But reschedule. Let's decide to kill all three basilisks. And Sharon said he wanted the material."
"But..."
I guess Mr. Boreas knew from the beginning.
So I'm leaning down.
I don't like someone getting hurt over this, and I don't mean it, but let's just get this over with.
"Augusto told me to show you what I asked for, and I just had to lie..."
Mr. Boreas speaks suddenly and with regret.
"If they find out there are three of them... the townspeople won't wait. Mr. Augusto would have enforced it if he knew. Then we'll have to sell off this ranch, too. Mr. Sierra is right, there are no adventurers who want to hunt basilisks, not even three of them. I know because I'm an adventurer's end, too. But I couldn't wait."
At the end of Mr. Boreas' confession, I took the Serpent Sword Kilgirus out of the different space storage.
It feels odd to exorcise basilisks with a snake sword.
"Mr. Sierra, if you cut off your neck, you'll die, won't you?
"Yes, of course I do..."
I opened the barn door again.
"Lord Masamune?
We need the material, but if we kill it with erosion, it leaves no trace. Then all we have is a sword.
"Mr. Sierra, I'll do it alone, so stay back."
"Your husband is not the only one in danger! Your husband is a healer... basilisk is a frenzy, right?
"It's okay, it'll be over in a flash"
And he opened the door, and there was a serpent wrapped around him.
Apparently, he woke up with Nem's voice.
Nem, who saw it, accidentally pressed his mouth.
I planted a snake sword and fished for Shawn's sword in my head.
And derive...
"... Beast King Stream" Beast King Blade Free ""
Kicked the ground and instantly packed the distance to the front basilisk.
Let's start with the whole thing in front of us.
Quickly pass the blade through the basilisk's neck.
I haven't even noticed that Basilisk has been slashed yet because my movements carry my inherent skill, Divine Speed.
- The "Basilisk [LV: 8]" crusade activated the unique skill "Guardian of the Goddess". Choose your loot '
Next, the two in the back, first the snake on the left.
Fill the sky with kicking distance and slash your neck with the same procedure as earlier.
And right, right after the last one was decapitated, he went down to near the entrance and solved "Divine Speed".
At that moment, the three necks in front of you fly at the same time and a large amount of blood erupts from the base.
The barn was instantly stained with basilisk blood, and in his head the announcement was flowing.
"Wow, it's amazing! Your husband is amazing even though he's a healer!
"Even though I'm a healer” is superfluous. Mr. Sierra, let's retrieve the material. It was tear glands, poison bags and big fangs, wasn't it? Tell me where. "
"... it's a boulder"
Mr. Sierra was smiling bitterly after his Kyotong expression.
Basilisk, by the way, had only one skill.
But the poison is stained from the fangs.
Which means he should also have the means to attack with poison.
I guess the ability specific to organisms that do not fall under witchcraft or skill cannot be obtained in the Guardianship of the Goddess either.
I don't know for sure, but the only one who applied it was the skill Thermal Sensing.
The level is MAX in three pieces.
Well, now let's keep it good.
"Masamune"
When I tried to work on the autopsy with Mr. Sierra, I heard Toa's weak voice for some reason.
"What's up?
"This basilisk probably wouldn't have done anything if Masamune hadn't attacked."
"... what do you mean?
"I know."
"I know, what?
"It's probably raised, not wild monsters. So..."
……
So I didn't have to kill him.
Even if they say so, I have no words to give back.
I've already killed Basilisk...
Toa didn't say any more.
"Lord Masamune, leave the material to me. Originally, it's a request to me, and let me do this."
"Well, please"
"More than that, I've been wondering for a while now, is Lord Masamune mastered swordsmanship? When I taught you at home, you should have been in a state where you couldn't even carry your feet. But this gap is due to the master."
With that said, Mr. Sierra is looking at the slit in the neck of the basilisk.
"I'm talking about Lord Masamune, and there must be something wrong with you. But Lord Masamune took me..."
I'm not fooling you.
……
"... there are certainly circumstances. This swordsmanship was acquired after that day. I still couldn't use my sword at that point."
"... Really? I don't know, but I get it. I believe you."
Even objectively, what I'm saying is a mess.
But Mr. Sierra unexpectedly trusted me very much.
After a while the sampling was completed and all the requests were completed.
But there was still remorse.
I don't know what to say to Toa.
Nem seems to have reviewed me, his eyes sparkling, but Toa is a little unwell.
"You'll be fine with this. This material bag from Lord Boreas should hold tear glands and poison bags even to the King's Capital."
Mr. Boreas earlier took something from the house that would be a material bag, saying that the contents did not make sense to rot.
Mr. Sierra tied the strings of the bag tightly.
"Please, take this one. Sorry, you cannot pay more than what you have offered for the reward. Actually, it's not that moist. Instead of..."
That said, Mr. Boreas gave me the same looking cloth bag as the material bag.
Inside was the meat of Yowastein, a luxury food. Apparently, it's what I was raising on this ranch.
"Thank you"
Mr. Sierra was happy to receive and thank him.
It's Mr. Sierra who decides, and this will do.
"Whoa, you guys! How dare you do this to me!
That's when I heard noisy voices coming from behind the barn.
Looking back, what was there was a fat man with a mustache under his nose.
"Mr. Augusto!
Even if Mr. Boreas calls it that, the man won't look at us, he's been staring at us.
It still sounds like this guy is Augusto.
He's the one who was in the middle of town.
"Damn! That belongs to Mr. Gordon..."
Augusto, looking bumpy and troubled on his own, had his head in front of him with the basilisk carcass scattered in the barn about what it meant.
"Hey Augusto, which one's Boreas?"
At that time a huge man appeared, also dressed more than necessary in clothing and armor from the shade of the barn.