Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

It was that official, strangely related to the collector, who raised his voice from yesterday.

He was a middle-aged official who seemed to be everywhere without a slender body on his back length, blue trousers on a white shirt and a clerical look sticking to his face that couldn't be removed.

That's how he went into the arbitration between the two of them, not picking up chestnuts in the fire without refusal in his duties as an association official.

It's a big problem to upside down to piss off Zaul, and this official decided it wasn't a good idea to leave a strange rookie connected to the captain of "White Spear," and he never acted on his will.

The other officials, who were only to watch, raised their pleasure in their hearts to this official.

With their mouths peeled, the officials exposed to the two gaze perform their duties in a cold sweat.

"Za, which part of the world does Master Zaul need?

Zaul was just taking his hands off the short sword that Xing had cooled down.

"... feathers and mouth, eyes"

"What does Mr. Klund need?

An official whispers in his ear to the windy collector why I have to get on the bargain.

(Master Zaul is also the son of a Member of the Dorgan Parliament. If you don't want any trouble, I thought it would be a good idea to get negotiated.)

The treasurer answered as he seemed dissatisfied.

"A few meat and longtail feathers"

Officials clap their hands deliberately.

"Oh, then I hope Mr. Klund gives Mr. Zaul wings, mouth and eyes at a fair price"

The words of the officials gathered the gaze of those who looked at the end of the matter to the keeper.

"... that's fine. Do the dismantling at the club."

Several sighs of relief spilled over into that one word of the treasurer.

"Come on, I'll spare the association, and I'll forgive you."

Zaul is no better than this, making noise in the association. Above all, it's my sister's wedding celebration, I didn't think it would be funny to have a kettle on it.

Then, the staff quickly asked the professional staff to dismantle the Blue Eagle (Snivalior).

Exactly, the brave man on this occasion was this official.

Saul has blue eagle wings, vibrant blue mouth and eyes.

The collector has three long and beautiful tail feathers and whole body meat with as much as his arm, and 1000 rods (about 100,000 yen) for the price from Saul.

"Mr. Klund, would you like to create an account with the association?

An official asked me before I gave the money for the Blue Eagle (Snivalior) to the collector.

"Is that in any city, country?

"Anywhere there is an association. We also exchange money within the association."

"Then make it."

The collector gave the dog tag and then a bunch of banknotes he got from Maxime intact.

He was a bit of an official on a bunch of notes, but when he managed to receive the dog tags and notes under the guise of calm, he went straight into the process.

"27,000 Rod in my account, I did keep it"

When the collector received the dog tag, he carried his luggage, and with meat and tail feathers in a sack of hemp, he left the association.

And I looked out or out or Gennari.

Until he left the association, the collectors felt Zaul's nasty gaze all the time.

The collector was feeling a little open.

The collector went straight to the inn, and when he unloaded his stuff in the room, he crept into bed while the sun was still up.

I left my room in the middle of the day with the intention of leaving in the dark tomorrow morning, but I told the innkeeper to keep it close to booking. If it wasn't for the time of the White Illusion Crusade, it would be mostly empty, and the collector replied that he had reopened and became a little worried about whether there would be this inn the next time he arrived.

In the darkness of the rising sun, the sailor secretly left the inn to keep the sleeping guests awake. Aside from whether there are other guests in the inn.

It's chilly outside even wearing the hemp shirt I bought yesterday and boots up and down the skin.

The collector shudders his body all the time.

Then, slightly acting the fortified magic all over his body, carrying a large load at his feet, he set off for the mountains.

He doesn't seem to be glancing at the association on the way to the main road, and the collector finally asks to see it.

Was it early just before the sun rose, or wasn't even pasted with a new request?

The collector looks at the request for yellow salt, rips one off, and takes it to the reception.

"Can I deliver this request at any time?

The sleepy stranger sips his eyes and looks at the requisition.

"... if it's not a year or six months, if it's about a month after I get the request... do you take this?

The official looks surprised when he looks at the keeper who nodded and took the dog tag away.

"It doesn't matter how many ranks you ask for, it's not ten stars."

In the case of a salting request for which there has been no recipient of the request for several months, it may become a rank-free request with the consent of the client.

"There shouldn't be a problem with the rules"

"Hey, there's an implicit rule, and the original rank, when it comes to this request, is four stars (Gabodrazze), so it's down to two."

"It's been salted all year anyway."

The collector eats down.

"I'm in trouble...... but, well, okay"

Shift shifting time was approaching, I wanted to sleep, and that was the last reason an official made the collector order the request.

The collector managed to take the salted request before leaving the village.

Around the village, behind the village, you look up into the Allerduria Mountains. I felt like I'd been vacating the house for a long time.

Will Acari and Snow White be doing well?

The collector was suddenly worried and headed early for the forest belt at the foot of the Allerduria Mountains.

Those backless men chased after him without sound.

The men belonged to Zaul children, many of whom were hunter breakdowns, and even some of them were not hunters.

Among the hunters, the Allerduria Mountains were divided into roughly three layers: the "forest belt", which stretched over the hemline of the mountains, the "subalpine belt", which is the habitat of the great thorny spider (Atrabasik), and the "alpine belt", which houses white illusions.

It was not until it was almost sundown that the collectors reached the camp, located on the border with the subalpine belt, through its forest belt.

The journey with large baggage could not be the same as the journey by hand. Still not so slightly obnoxious with normal hunter travel, so it's not definitely too late. The men who were now secretly chasing the collectors were quite tired.

On top of that, the collector is whistling through the woods.

The lack of common sense as a hunter and the men chasing after the collector to the whistle of a melody I had never heard of made my nerves unnecessarily irritate, and my eyes were strangely giddy when I got into the camp.

Already the sun had fallen, and only the figurative fire sperm of the treasurer had swayed.

The treasurer largely put out the fire sperm.

The mountains were dominated by darkness, only slightly lit by the blue moonlight.

Wind cutting sound.

Stand where Hyun and Arrow are in the treasurer.

Two or three arrows fly as you continue to stand.

There was no movement in the collector.

A while later, Zorro Zorro and the men showed themselves in the camp with the fire elves in the light.

And the illuminated treasurer.

The treasurer's body collapses.

Literally, the worn out and the shadows lit by the light disappeared to collapse.

"Damn, where have you been? It's just ten stars. Find it."

"Where can I look in the middle of the night like this? And the other day, they chased Maxim, and here he was attacked by a giant spider."

"Do spiders get to this point? They'll just have to ambush."

"Well, relax. It doesn't matter how many lives you have if you move on a night like this. It's the same with him."

The man finally gave up today's pursuit after one tongue slap.

Expect a newcomer who doesn't like it to be eaten by spiders.

I didn't whistle because I had no common sense with the collector.

He was connected to Snow White.

Snow White, dozens of times superior to man's five senses, had already supplemented the keeper and sensed its intentions.

And at night.

After the treasurer, who had noticed the tail, made a substitute in the shadows, one and one joined together to rely on the five senses of snow and white along a path without light. Snow and white can avoid the threads of the great thorny spider (Atrabasik) that are invisible to humans. One or so collectors could have managed to pull it out together.

That's how I spend twice my usual time finally breaking through the subalpine belt.

By then the sky had already begun to whiten.

Back in the cave, Akali was already awake.

If you look where I'm kidding, maybe I'm looking for snow and white.

Acari bowed his head one beat late to the dressed collector he was unfamiliar with.

As the collector climbed the slope to near the acari, he sat down on a rolling stone with a sigh of good morning.

"Good morning, too, clerk. You're tired."

"Oh, this is a souvenir. Oh, and, uh, I registered with the association as a keeper, so from now on, call me that way. Luckily, it doesn't seem like an uncomfortable name."

That's how I take my tail feather out of the large package I unloaded from my back, and I give it to him.

"The collector, is it? I get it. Still, it's a beautiful blue, is it a blue eagle (snivalior)?

"You know, that's senior hunter"

"No, please don't. I've never seen it for my hands either. I've seen you fly a few times."

Feeling his gaze behind his back, he turned around, and Snow White, looking grumpy, made his tail a tassel, a tassel, and sat face to face.

"Don't be so angry because Snow White has it right too"

That's how I put the long blue tail feather on Snow White's head.

... Is that all? That's what I said. Snow White's eyes keep getting grumpy.

"Just kidding."

The collector rushes to retrieve the Blue Eagle (Snivalior) divided into several blocks.

Snow White sniffed the served meat with cum before hitting the first block without worrying about the feathers above his head or anything.

You can eat meat that is still frozen, even though it is a little, so that's something like a warcraft, or maybe it feels like a frozen raw salmon (Louis Be) that people eat.

"Did you crusade this?

Akali inquired when the collector, who had not compromised Snow White's mood, was secretly putting his chest down.

"Yeah, they attacked me when I was hunting travoc. Luckily, I was able to return the favor. Speaking of which, if you look at Travoc, this is your first prey as a hunter."

Akali makes her cheeks pick and tight.

"My first prey is the Blue Eagle (Snivalior), and so is my luck, but I don't have that skilled rookie hunter."

"There was snow and white when I was here. Speaking of which, is this your first time hunting for Matomo by yourself? Something emotional when I think about it..."

The zodiac stared at his share of tailfeathers against the sun, which was rising.

Unmixed blue lit up in the sun, shining.

"Did you sell the other feathers? You seem to be dressed differently, and I have a lot of luggage."

In the words of the acari, the collector looks daunted and takes his eyes off the tail feather.

"No, there's this guy who's having a hard time again -"

So the Zao spoke of the aftermath of his descent from the mountain.

The snow and white behind the fountain's speech, it's not thick, but this pale, dusty feeling will make you feel, but it was so full of expression that I snuggled up on the second meat.