Adventurers Who Don’t Believe in Humanity Will Save The World

Willie and Marcus, adventurers entering and leaving the adventurer guild Fishermen, are a combination of magicians and swordsmen. I have about seven years of activity as an adventurer. Rank is a class D adventurer, and the arms stand among people entering and leaving Fishermen. It was originally a party of four adventurers, two of whom became de facto dissolved because they were married and retired from the adventurer. Now I was living my days making money while helping other parties.

It's something that works that way, so the information is earthy. To sell themselves into a party with fewer members and more distressed.

"Oh, Marcus. It's about that example party."

"It's an example."

"It's me. It's a party where you don't have to drink to get home fast."

"Oh, the survivors. What's wrong with those guys, Willie?

"They attacked the Labyrinth of Bonds."

"Hmm? You've already been attacked there. There must have been a map up to the bottom."

"You're not, Marcus. There was a hidden passage over there. So, my God, they're talking about finding the legendary sword of bond. The Alliance staff heard from survivors who came out after their quest, and they were making a big fuss."

"Are you serious!? Uh, no, it's awesome that I found a hidden passage. Respect. But..."

"But?"

"... getting the sword of bondage doesn't mean they're the" adventurer party with the ideal teamwork "?

"That could be it, and it could just be a frown spit legend. It's not good."

"I don't know..."

"Besides, that leader over there is a good guy."

"Hmm? You know what, Willie?

"Oh. After what I saw here the other day, I stumbled upon it playing (live) and became a friend...... oh, rumor it"

When Willie turned to the entrance to Fishermen, five men and women came in somewhat.

Hey, Nick.

As Willie waved, Nick also waved back.

"Oh, aren't you the SS chief? Thanks for the demonic lights the other day."

"It's fine because it was extra. Call me Willie here. Only when Agate plays live."

"Oops, sorry"

"So, I heard. He said he got the sword of bond."

"You're a fast ear. I finished my exploration yesterday and I'm about to go deliver it to Baba. Hey, you see that?

"Oh, you're serious!

Open the package that Nick seemed to hold dear.

Then there was the pattern of a sword that was unselfish.

"This... is a demon sword. It's an aura blade with a blade made up of magic. It works on spiritual monsters and doesn't need much care, so it's convenient."

"Willie, you know it at a glance."

"Adventurers, I don't think we can do as much as appraisals.... but not so much as a legend, huh? Is it real?

"Look, it's supposed to be real. I picked it up on the bottom floor."

"I see...... Congratulations anyway. I'm an apprentice, too."

"No, the big deal..."

"Come on, Nick, in that case, you're proud to say," My party would be awesome. "Humility is what you do when you're working alone."

Nick gave the look of being struck by the void.

But soon,

"Right. My party is amazing."

And I reworded it.

"Oh, wow."

Willie nods contentedly.

"Thanksgiving. See you later, Willie"

"Ooh."

Willie waved and sent the Nicks out.

But after dropping Nick and the others off, Marcus raised a lot of questions.

"Hey Willie. I was just wondering."

"Hmm? You too. Survivors had one more member. That kid, he's a swordsman, but... he's gonna fuck me. There's no gap in your leg."

"No, I'm not, you, the SS chief of the bard (idol) trigger?

"Playing (live) is hilarious, huh?

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In the conference room of the adventurer guild Fishermen, the Nicks were relative to receptionist Vilma.

"Do it, you guys. I was afraid I would be able to complete this request."

"Look, this is the sword of bond"

Nick unwraps the cloth and shows Burma the sword pattern.

"Ho... Is this the sword of bond? Have you tried it?"

"Oh. It wasn't that hard to handle."

"Oh no! Let me see that."

"Oh."

Nick stood up and grabbed the sword pattern.

"Startup (ignition)"

Then a glowing body emerged from the pattern of the sword.

"You have beautiful magic flowing... Not as powerful as I thought, but this is certainly an artifact"

"Length can be adjusted as you wish. It's just that the length is limited to about two meters."

"What other features?

"They say a lot of party members increase the power of the sword. I haven't looked into how much."

"I see, is that the power of the sword of bond... good. Request fulfilled. For one thing, pay for the success reward immediately. Additional rewards for artifact discovery will be available after a detailed appraisal, so come back next week or so."

"I struggled, I'm in trouble for a cheap price."

"That's what you tell the appraiser... by the way"

Vilma turned her gaze there, behind Nick.

Those who were gazed at asked in a much blurred tone.

"Oh, my goodness."

"I'm Vilma, the receptionist. Young lady...... no, are you a boy? Anyway, are you new to Survivor?

"Um, yeah. The gender is... neither... but for convenience, let's call it a man."

"Yeah......? Anyway, you're new here. Write the roster and submit it."

"Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. That's why you're here."

The old-fashioned, talkative boy behind Nick? but advanced in front of the receptionist.

It features white hair but looks somewhat like Nick.

Lined up, they're like brothers... or siblings.

"... you look alike, you guys. Relatives or something."

"Well, not like that... well, I'm going to take care of it"

"Hmm. So what's your name?

"Kizna."

"Kizna?"

"Fool, you're too cheap..."

Nick squeaks blush.

But the voice did not reach Vilma's ear.

"Sometimes it's odd, I can't believe it's the same name as a sword. A good snack."

"Uhm, I'll take care of it!

To the tedious encouragement of Vilma, a beautiful boy with gray hair? Kizna strained her chest.