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

The sun set, and with the night two shadows appeared in the city of Gaddis.

There is nothing in the dark back alley but those two shadows.

"Grimm, how long till we start"

The Devil's Big Boy - Garde talks to the girl next door.

"Hey...... maybe another week or so. Well, you can go back and forth somewhat. Well, I don't know what to do."

Also a girl who is a demon tribe - Grimm gave it back with pleasure.

"Hunt (...) ru (...) by then?

Garde distorts his lips. The expression looked a lot like a hound waiting for instructions.

"Meh. Something that I don't want to conspicuously inspire the humans. Let's be adults. Well, some people met (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...)"

"Grimm, isn't that the noticeable act?

"I came out on the ground because of it, and that's about as safe as it gets."

"... I just follow the Grimm"

"Garde wants to go along with it."

A man in a red robe appeared one at a time before and after the two people who seemed to converse with pleasure.

"Why are you here [Nuclear Crushing]"

"That's against [flames about]"

Those two stared at Grimm and Garde with vain eyes.

"You've come all the way to [Scarlet Spider (Arakunay)]. Oh, my God."

"What to do, Grimm?"

"Nothing, I'm getting permission from my father this time... and I'm getting (...) violent (...) and (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) Garde"

With that word of Grimm, a red-robed man walks with a dagger.

"- Solve (...)"

Garde, with his words, swung through a big black sword that smoked as if he were breathing.

A red-robed man who decided he could only swing vertically in a narrow back alley dodges to the side, but the flame explodes the moment the great sword is tapped to the ground, and the red-robed man burns. Only black marks in the shape of people remained on the wall.

At the same time, Grimm waved as if to pay the trash to another red-robed man approaching in front of him.

"Huh!"

A blue flaming sword appearing to match Grimm's hand releases a horizontal giraffe to ignore the wall, cutting off the red robe man in front of him. A red-robed man, cut at the same time, was wrapped in a blue flame and disappeared without even leaving ashes.

"I'm going to be playing with these guys for a while."

"It would be a little rewarding if someone from [eight-legged] came out... but I didn't know they were clearly hostile like this... [Seed Fire (Kindle)] had lost blood too"

"My father hasn't been doing anything lately in a cage without showing his face to [Eun Tak]."

"You've been thinking about it..."

Garde's voice contained emotions such as respect and longing, but Grimm sighed.

"Well, I hope you don't mind my father... but whatever you do, Aldobec, you'll keep him awake."

"Oh. But... you're getting interesting"

"Adventurers... Demons... Dragons... and all kinds of other interesting people are coming together... I hope we can have a good fight Garde"

"The opponent is dulless in that leather rear. Plus that adventurer. It'll be a pleasure, Grimm."

Two laughs echoed in the back alley with the smell of fire.

"... why... it's only a dozen minutes from Gaddis' entrance and it's taken me three days to get here..."

"I was lost. Besides, I ran into an ancient dragon. It's not the dragoon under his command, it's him."

East Side, liquor store near the Great Library.

Two men and women sat in the back seat.

Journe, a green-haired, big librarian, narrowed his sleepy eyes even more.

At the end of that gaze sits the lore of a warrior young man with short dark hair - [dragon hunting].

I bowed my head to Jorne as Lore drank a drink that squeezed fruit juice.

"Either way, thank you. Anyway, it's my first time in town. I don't know what to do. The opponent is an ancient dragon. If I could, I'd like to concentrate so much, I'd like to leave it to you to do something else."

"... that grandfather told me... to take care of him because his apprentice is coming... I'm just doing it"

Jorne carried the glass with both hands to his mouth and drank the amber liquor inside.

I sighed with surprise when I saw a letter sent by Eisen, a student teacher, by metamorphosis magic, but I didn't expect such a problem child to come more than ever.

Jorne was also rumored of the wind and had heard stories of geniuses appearing at his alma mater, the Royal Dragon College.

Says, even though the entrance exam passed the critical test, he crusaded the Fei Long, who appeared in the (...) incident (...) late (...) of no (...) consideration (...) by himself. Since then, he has been called by two names: [Dragon Hunting], and he is also interested in dragons.

Said, as a result of the fight being sold to the near-graduating chief, his subordinates beat each other up, and no one in the college turned against him.

Says he rescued his classmate, the Royal Third Princess of Dizar, where he was kidnapped by nobles, and since then, all the women have gathered around him.

Says he doesn't care how he sees it, even though it forms a harem, he doesn't realize anything about it.

"... not the type..."

"Hmm? Did I say something, Jorne?

"Nothing..."

Well, if you call me a man, I'm a man... but you don't like it, Jorne thought to himself.

"The room... I have it upstairs in this tavern and lodging... because I've already paid for it... use it as you please"

"Helpful. Speaking of which, Lord Eisen tells me that Jorne is an armed sorcerer. I want you to help me crusade the ancient dragon if you can."

Lore stared at Jorne with a dusty expression that didn't even think about being turned down.

"... absolutely not"

"Right. But in times of need, I can help you, [Journey of Vientiane]."

"... I'm just a scribe anymore. Demon (...) Art (...) Play (...) Bi (...) graduated"

"For once, I'd really like to fight. You're always the only one Lord Eisen praises."

"My story...... are you listening?

"Absolutely. Together, we can defeat the ancient dragon. Besides, Yorne, ancient dragons have collecting habits. Maybe some of what you want, huh?

Sighing Jorne was worried about how he should treat the youth in front of him, who could not speak subtly, but opened his eyes in the last words.

"Tell me more about it…"

"Well, it looks like you're finally here."

Eventually, they said they spent the night talking about it.

Thus, new figures were added to the incident that was to be rolled up a week later.