"Randolph Yatok? Um, from The Crail Canyon Chronicle?

"Oh, it's an honor to have the famous Ms Bertilde know."

Randolph bows his head in a slightly playful manner against Bertilde with a surprising look on his face.

Apparently, Yu, who followed him around saying he was quite famous, looks suspicious and pinches his mouth.

"So, what's the author of that" Claire Canyon Chronicle "to reassure you about?

"This escort is also unwilling to go out of his way to hang out with the child's selfishness and enter the danger zone. Assuming you broke into the ruins on your own to say something unscrupulous, and you testify properly around it in your article, it won't be the college or your wounds."

"I hope so, because for the most part, a case like that involves the surroundings and matters in vain. In the worst case scenario, the press hall's party could be wiped out and no one could testify around it."

"I know enough there. So I've already sent the whole story of how I got here, as an article, to the newspaper. Plus, I'm here on the pretext that I'll be ready for local acceptance, so I'm done covering your foot moves to the ground over here. It was a great contrast."

Unexpectedly, Yu and Randolph say something like that. I'm just a freelance reporter, and he seems to have a pretty good personality.

As for Yu, it's a statement that anxiety solicits, and other humans don't seem to feel very comfortable either.

I'd like to show you at least what article I wrote, that's about it, but I probably don't have it on hand anymore.

"I wasn't in a separate case when the demon god appeared, so I'm sorry about that already. For that matter, I have covered Lord Yu and Lord Tifa in various places. I really want her to be an apprentice."

Go on further, Randolph says that in good shape.

"... it's useless to just think"

Seeing a series of Randolph's words and deeds, Yu gives up to come up with a light idea, thinking that he seems to have his position and that he won't be able to control the kid that he's been on board.

Bashram rushes into its cleanliness.

"Wait a minute, Yu. Isn't it too early to throw?

"I'm totally behind you now. I can't help it now."

"Maybe, but if we're gonna think about some more measures, let's resist, shall we?

"We don't have too much time, and the opposite is true, we can't close up the press hall and let the inn throw up and go get him, etc. The reporter seems certain of his abilities, and there is no realistic response except to leave it up to him to respond to the results."

To Yu, who speaks up quite a bit, a bashrum that puts on his face. Bertilde shakes his neck left and right in the same way he threw it.

In the meantime, Tifa asks questions with a strange look on her face.

"Uh, can't I push you to the inn, but can't a reporter personally invite Dr. Emma?

"For once, we have a formal contract. I guess it's tough from a guard's point of view. I made a loophole so that I could make contact with you this way, but there's no excuse for the escort to just take someone he doesn't like to make contact with."

"Really?"

"It's also common for people who really need to be separated in order to protect their escort targets to actually be best friends, family, lovers, or mentors. It's clear that that lady is worse in this case, and I'm pretty sure that's unlikely to put her at risk first, because it's a different issue from this one."

"Speaking of which, the ancient newspaper you're getting to wrap up your medicinal herbs has occasionally written that kind of incident. There are quite a few stories of great people in history being murdered by their families for money, and you have to care who you see when you're an escort, somehow you know."

Tifa listens to Randolph's explanation and gives him concrete examples of what he knows in knowledge to convince him to look like.

To its good guess, Randolph gives a pretty surprising look.

If you're a child from the upper class, it still seems unexpected that a child from a village like Tifa would have guessed so far.

"Either way, I'm pretty sure it would be safer if you were going to come up with something extra. Tomorrow we'll have to be vigilant around there, and we'll just have dinner and rest for today."

"Yes!"

"Right. Ah, Mr. Baker. I hope you have time, so please follow this format to write your report. So, the elementary program will expire."

"Yes, I understand."

The elementary program expires, and Yu and the others leave surprised Randolph again to prepare handily for the next day.

selfish childish behavior. Feeling the signs of the storm caused by it, Yu were the ones who kept their bodies and minds well prepared at what should also be called the tranquility before them.