"It's been a while since I've felt anything."
I looked at the guild and felt that way.
You shouldn't have had that much time.
"Oh, speaking of which, should I sign up as an adventurer too...?
"Uh... I'm only registering once. B-rank, though."
"B?! Wow."
This is not an area where you can reach one hassle while doing your activities in the Knights.
Took a lot of time or did Sir Cecilm do something...... no the latter? I wouldn't let him be b-ranked in the tunnel while playing Knights on a boulder.
You should be able to do so if you show strength at the point of registration, like Milm did.
"Then you can just join the party."
"Good so rinse!?
"Good or nothing, if we're gonna act together, that's gonna happen."
"Thank you!
For some reason I took the tense Isle and opened the Alliance door again.
"Mr. Rand! You'll be in touch with the Alliance Master soon!
The receptionist, Nina, spoke to me when I came in. Keep going in the back with the patties.
"Didn't you just say guild master!?
"What, you don't know? Those two are the S-rank parties in this guild, right?
"You got one more?
"That sounds like a strong armored knight too..."
The tavern was as thriving as usual.
Ever since we left the Fayed's party, it seemed reassuring that the reaction had come together in a way that wasn't bad.
"Mr. Rand! Thank you for waiting. Go in the back."
Mr. Nina called me to the usual reception room.
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"Not bad. Call it in."
"That's good... did you grab something?
"No... even so, Rand, you. Hey, while you're at it... you've changed your face."
They say that accidentally.
"Uh, not in a bad way. I'm starting to feel a little reluctant. Thanks to the lady next door?
"Heh?!
Suddenly the nominated Isle was mundane.
"You've only ever worked with someone you think you're stronger than you are. This should be the first time. So that's it."
Maybe if you do say so......
I didn't feel like I had to do something about it when I was working with the Fades or when I started working with Milm this way. Isle may be the first person I feel I have to protect at my own risk.
"Nice one. You have that much power, and your personality is right for you. Tamer's supposed to be nice to take care of."
Gillen laughs satisfied to say so.
Isle is awkward.
Milm is... busy chewing up the sweets served as usual.
Are there any more treats in the reception room...?
Well, okay.
Guillen opens her mouth again.
That's the real deal from here.