Advisor to Adventurer Alliance All Purpose ~ [Magic Swordsman] said to be [instrumentally poor] and banished from the Brave Party, but I can teach swordsmanship and witchcraft [All-purpose Instructor], so I decided to entrust my beloved apprentice with the King of Demons Crusade

By the time Cece had left Bran's house and returned to the Adventurer's Guild, it was all night.

Emmy was looking around for Cece, and when she was taken to the Branch Manager's office, there was a familiar face and...

"Ma, Demons!?

Sitting on the couch watching Gerthardt drinking tea, Cece reaches for the axe sword.

"Cece, calm down. I know how it feels, but this guy... is not an enemy at all"

"You don't say you're on my side. Non is sad... Hmm, but... this is also... causal..."

Gerthardt stretched his neck once and narrowed his eyes as he glanced at the sheath. The gaze is poured into the back of Cece's hand.

"What is the situation!?

From there, Redo explained the situation, and Cece also explained what Reed had heard and what Eggübel had told him.

"… similar information from another direction. Diaz, you can decide this is highly probable information. But... Ancient Dragon says it's a dragoon? I don't know what's going on again..."

"Something... sorry... I should have talked to you..."

To Diaz and Redo holding their heads, Cece shrunk down and bowed her head. Cece was beginning to regret that it was still an earlier decision.

"Not necessarily. It's a great honor to be chosen as a daughter and an ancient dragon. Besides, if you become that flaming dragon, it becomes stronger... no, it's a great opportunity to step into the realm of the outside world. Well, if you survive..."

That's what Gerthardt said as he sipped his tea.

"Gerthardt, what is a dragoon?

That's what Redo asks, but he just didn't expect it. This old man, the type of man who doesn't want to teach you anything, even if it's mean, Ledo figured it out so well in his exchange so far.

"Hmm... well, let me tell you something special about this as a service. Ancient dragons basically refer to dragons that have lived for more than five hundred years, but there are a few of them that have been around for over a thousand years. [Flaming Dragon Eggbell] is one of them. When it comes to this level of dragons, it is no longer a natural disaster. If you move, the mountains collapse, and if you yell, the sky rips. Long ago, there was a time on this planet called by the Old World and the Nuns, but it is said that they died by the battle of the ancient dragons. The ancient dragons who punished them laid shackles on themselves so that they would never harm this planet or civilization again."

Ledo organizes Gerthardt's story in his head.

According to Gerthardt, the shackles are called [covenants], and the ancient dragons live tied to that [covenant].

One of them, he said, [prohibits the exercise of abilities other than ancient dragons].

It seems that the ancient dragon cannot actively harm others...

"But Ms Eugübel said the judgment around it was appropriate... Me and Reede have been attacked..."

"Because they have too many different dimensions. Cece, was it? You, can you walk in the woods without harming anyone?

"Heh? No, I think I can."

"So what if that subject contains insects and plants that your Lord might tread on?

"That's... that's hard"

That's what I'm talking about.

As Redo interprets it, that means what Eggübel did to Cece and the others doesn't even count as an attack.

Is that... too much of a monster?

"Then it's nothing, you can attack normally. It's like it's not there."

Irene swells her cheeks.

"I'm telling you, the dimensions are different. In fact, that alone would be a great shackle for the ancient dragon. So, because the ancient dragons can't help themselves, they choose the people and demons to replace them and give them the power to fight on their own behalf."

"Is that the dragoon?"

"Though it does not appear on the table of history...... a human being of the kind undoubtedly called a hero is chosen. The founder of Dylanzar, [Saint Verid of Wisdom], is also said to have been a dragoon... but it's all in the dark of history."

"... I felt so appropriately chosen..."

No matter how many times Cece remembered his interactions with Eggbell in Bran's room, it didn't feel as harsh or dignified as coming out to Hero Tan.

"Out of the blue. Maybe that's it. History and hero Tan are often overdecorated."

That's what Redo says, but he still suspected the dragoons and the dogs existed.

Are you sure you want me to let Cece go?

Cece's recent growth greatly exceeded Ledo's expectations. Of course there are still rough shredded parts, and we haven't gotten another step to Reede or Irene, where combat technology is maturing, but perhaps with experience and time, we'll be able to easily outrun them.

There is still something to be taught, but that can be learned later, one way or another, on the technical side. Now I felt it would be more important to increase my strength as a swordsman than that.

So if this whole story is true, it's a great opportunity.

How far can I trust the eggbells and the dots? Redo couldn't make that decision any more than he could tell.

But that's how I put down the lost Redo, and Ilene opened her mouth lightly.

"I don't know what it is, but if you can be strong, isn't it good? If Cece decides it's best then, I have no objection."

"Oh, I agree. Come on, Cece. And be stronger than anyone and come home."

"Irene...... Elios"

Irene and Elios nodded forcefully.

"Well, if you guys are good with that, it's not the place for me to say it anyway."

Redo thanked Irene and Ellios in his heart for stopping him from saying something that he was about to jeopardize.

In the end, this is about the four of them, not what they say.

If Cece decides and other members respect it, there is no turning for the others.

"... As a branch manager, I can't let such a natural disaster go wild..."

"That's why I can't do anything about it. Instead, if Cece is going to act together, we might be able to have some control here."

To a sighing Diaz, Redo decided that although he had spoken so, it would be difficult to think of Eggbell's character to hear from Cece. Anyway, it's big that now we know that the uncertain element of the ancient dragon is at least close to the side of the allies.

"I don't mind Cece going with that training, but I'd rather leave Reede alone for a week than that."

Irene arms up and stares at Diaz.

Once again, Diaz explained the future.

"The Great Lighthouse in a week...... no [Startup Tower]? Place defensemen, adventurers around this to keep the Demons away. However, in the unlikely event of a breakthrough, we will send troops underground to prevent full activation of the start-up tower. Lord Gerthardt's cooperation is essential to this. Then, inevitably, you will act together."

Diaz will arrange the measures he can take at this stage.

"[Startup Tower] I don't know about the basement. Not even us, we haven't been able to investigate, we don't know what's there and what's lurking. You are still immature. [M] So I'm just telling you not to waste your time so you can get a little more strength this past week."

"... we're growing too"

Elios argues with Diaz's words.

But in contrast, Redo replied in Diaz's place.

"Sure, you guys are growing up, but this one's just too heavy a load for adventurers. Irene, Elios and Cece should all be out of this operation."

I'm not saying I'm trying to say Ledo, but that's the reality.

"But to get Gerthardt's help, at least you guys have to work together, including me."

"Ho ho ho, Nong only has a deal with you. I don't know. I'm not gonna help them."

"I know..."

Irene reluctantly admitted it.

We're Gerthardt's pricks. That's the thing.

"For Reede, move the [Black Blade (Krone)] to find it. Prepare yourselves in the meantime."

Irene tilted her neck at Diaz's words.

"Ready?"

"I'm off lecture for a while too. I'll be training for a week. It could be a burning blade, but it's better than not doing it. Increase your power a little bit and definitely stop the demon clan from planning a week from now"

That's what Redo replied to Irene. That was the conclusion drawn by Ledo and Diaz.

"Non agrees with that. It's smarter to split up and use it to boost your power than to waste the past week."

Ledo and Diaz nod at Gerthardt's words.

"Uh, I mean, we all train for a week to break into the basement of the activation tower that day to stop the activation of the underground temple. That's right, Master."

"Oh. You're under the ancient dragon, and the Irenes are under me. As for Reede... I'll join the search if I have time too"

Even Redo wants to jump out now and go find Reede.

But now I knew I wasn't in a position to do it.

The only S-rank adventurer in this Gaddis is Redo. Although Gaddis is one of the best cities on the border, it's rural. Most S-ranked adventurers on this continent are near Wang Capital.

If so, this operation hangs on my movements.

Since the basement pattern and the large number of people cannot be put in, and the defense forces exist only to protect the city, it is subtle if you say so. Somehow, the source is the Demon Clan. Unlike Redo, who is an adventurer, or Diaz, who oversees it, they won't believe it so easily, and the story could be confusing.

Still, Diaz seems to be going to hang up with the defense executive to see if he can get an elite unit into the basement among the defense, but Redo thinks it's going to be difficult.

If so, the biggest force Diaz can put in right now is still himself.

And then, how strong can Cece and the others be? The time of the week is too short, but it would be better than not.

"Of course, if we can discover the Demons, crusade, and rescue Reede by then, we'll be all hail... let's not expect too much"

"A man named Blanc gives us information about [poor street] and [garbage dumps] that we can't even see, we're going to share the sightings soon"

To Diaz's words, Cece and the others were just a little relieved. Apparently, Diaz was negotiating with Bran while he was in conversation with Euguebel when he saw Cece use the provisional request system.

"Reede... really that idiot already..."

Irene looks worried about words and her back. Elios wouldn't change his expression either, but he was still lost in his mind.

Are you sure you want me to break it off and train you? If anything happens to Reede while I'm doing that...

But you guessed it, and Cece turned her gaze to Irene and Elios.

"I'll take care of Reede, and we'll focus on getting stronger. absolutely (...) vs. (...) to (...) li (...) - (...) de (...) to (...) take (...) ri (...) also (...) to (...) so let's believe it"

Irene and Elios smiled at Cece's powerful words for the first time.

"Hmm, you're starting to say. You don't have to beat an ancient dragon."

"I'll believe Cece, too."

"Ho ho ho... I mean young..."

Gerthardt squeaked smudgingly when he saw it.

The details were then met and dissolved.

"Then we'll meet tomorrow morning at [All Environmental Training Institute]. Come on, Cece. I'm not telling you not to be impotent, but never die."

That's what Redo said and stuck his fist out.

"You'll always come back strong! Regards Irene and the others"

"Of course. See you in a week."

"Yes, in a week"

Cece tipped her fist on Ledo's offered fist and smiled.

Thus Cece broke up with the Reds and went back to the inn to pack his things. Looks like Irene and the others are just going to do a little searching for Reede.

"I... let's concentrate"

Cece stared at the imprint engraved on the back of her hand.

The pattern glowed slightly, and Cece felt as if she had answered herself.

"Hi. please, don 't--"

The body exploded and scattered with a light bursting sound like a balloon bursting before the man could say the word out to the end.

The man's blood and flesh pieces dyed the room bright red. ceilings, walls, and even one woman standing at the center of the room.

The bloodbathed woman wore black armor. The feminine bodyline was accentuated and exposed and many fantastic, but there was a slight smile on its face.

Originally blue hair as in the sky is dirty with blood and horns grow from left to right of the head. His eyes were unique to the Demon clan, and he held a sword pattern in his hand. But the sword doesn't have a blade, and it looks like a pattern only defect.

"Mm-hmm. A little bit of lipid... twenty points."

Licking thick lips with bright red tongues, the woman laughs.

"Um... the... Dear Leatherlia?

Woman - The man behind Leatherlia rang in horror to frighten her.

"Hmm? What?"

Looking back, Leatherlia smiled and pointed the pattern at the man.

"Oh wait, I just - damn, can you do it!!

The pattern of the leather rear sucks up blood from the blood buildup on the floor. The blood, as if it had the will, was produced to the red blade, piercing lightly through the chest of the man trying to escape.

"Ouch, ooh, ooh, ooh!!! Help - Pigga"

A man sprayed blood out of a hole called a hole in his whole body and fell.

"Haha, this guy is white on death! Forty-two!

At the same time that Leatherlia raised a mad laugh, the bladed blood fell to the floor.

"Ah. We need to look again..."

Leatherlia turned her gaze toward the moon visible through the window.

"Another week or so ahhh... Looking forward to it... old (...) dragon (...) 's (...) blood (...) is (...) duh (...) taste (...) is (...) duh (...) duh (...) duh (...)"

In response to Leatherlia's words, the moon had returned nothing but gently moonlight.