Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

As soon as I saw that skin, Elida changed her complexion.

As a goatee, but an out-of-the-box elongated finger held the hand of the collector who tried to remove the skin from the luggage and stopped it.

"Where did you get that skin?"

With her arms held, Elida says with a serious face.

"No origin"

The collector said without distracting himself from Elida. There's nothing nasty about it.

Irida sighs one with Ha and releases her arms.

"I don't think I stole anything else. However, it is not good for a tentative ten star (Luterella) to hold such a skin. From what I've seen, they don't seem very welcome, and worst of all, they'll suspect you of origin and treat you like a thief."

What the collector tried to remove from the skin bag was the skin of the curly angled lizard (barobacilli) that the Parent Warcraft left me.

After the major injury, it was suggested by Akali, accepted by Snow White, and given to the collector.

I have a positional relationship like having a collector under the snow white completely, but I don't care. It is such a thing.

Of course, the collector can't peel it, so I just thawed the curly lizard (barobacilli) and the clams peeled. I also learned various ways to peel and dismantle them at that time, but they are quite gross and are likely to take some time to get used to.

After the dismantling, it goes without saying that it naturally became a grilled meat party for the Snow White proposal.

Curly lizards (barobacilli) had a slight sheepmeat-like habit, but were pale and delicious as chicken.

"Besides, we don't live around here in the first place. I won't if I stand out."

"Really?"

"From here, along the Allerduria Mountains, all the way west to the desert."

"Heh, is there a desert?"

The Romance of the Treasurer is stirred up again.

Sandstorms, oases, camels, secretly living nomads, dancers......

"It's said to be the northernmost desert of Ellips as it stands, it's a cold desert, but I've never told you about Atashi. Maybe you should go that way next time."

Roman made a noise and collapsed.

"I don't know if you look hurt like that.... but it's a shame to leave the skins unattended"

"Then I'll freeze it"

"Oh, no, no. If you freeze it after peeling it, it will deteriorate quickly. Yeah, well, I hope you don't mind, but why don't you take care of it and turn it into armor in the big city?

I can't help but ruin my skin.

Then the rest is simply a question of whether Irida can be trusted.

I haven't received a request yet, but I was grateful that you bought me a leader.

"Which one, I'm asking you tomorrow, will you follow me? Then why don't you come back later?"

Irida laughs deeply.

"Hehe, I don't care if you're okay with that. Anyway, you were going to follow my request around Tansk. So, you want to buy some immediate protective equipment first?

Right, and the collector says, and the two of you get up.

He fell down with the legs of the collector fluttering.

Pough.

The collector was firmly tucked in from his face.

on the chest with the deep valley of Elida.

"Oh, wow. You're drunk."

That said, let go of the body.

Irida, who has been released from her body unconstitutionally, claps out a little.

Irida thought what would only react because she was looking at her breasts and buttocks.

Irida was thinking about making fun of him when he got even red, but I totally missed the guess.

"If you're weak, don't drink like that."

"I'm not that weak, but I'm not that weak."

"Look, I'm coming."

That's how the collector and Elida left the association behind.

Then I bought some leather armor from a protective equipment store and went back to the inn that day.

It was the same inn as Elida, but this is the only decent inn in the village, so it was natural.

It seems that the private houses will each replace the inn during the time of the White Illusion Crusade, etc.

When Morning Sun plugged into the main road in front of the association, there were collectors and Irida in the association lobby.

The collector had brought a simple brown leather armor to his usual outfit and was finally dressed like a hunter.

Irida had chilled lion-like hair bracketed in one behind her. In corset-shaped leather armor, he wore leather trousers, carried a large bow and arrow barrel on his back, two spears, and a large hand-wielded axe on his hips.

The chest made a large valley, exposed from shoulder to arm.

The early morning association was busy with hunters seeking requests.

I see Zaul, whose collector comes out of the back of the association.

Elida, who followed the gaze of the zodiac, said something else, though.

"Is that... an investigator from the central government? Hmm, then that's the story."

The black dyed rope men's chests, coming out from behind Zaul, were embroidered with speared red and white double-headed horses.

"What's that story?

"Mm-hmm, oh, the brave men of the United Kingdom rushed to work in a white phantom crusade and fell into a local hunter to monopolize the handles. The brave man himself was attacked by a giant thorny spider (Atrabasik) who used it to trap him, and he didn't know where he was, and his life and death were unknown. What, you didn't know we talked about all that a while ago"

Looks like a beautiful story. When the collector heard from Maxime, it was a little more vague.

"I usually live in the mountains. I don't like rumors like that."

"... mountains, you"

"By now, the investigator will be out for a solid rumor."

"That's a wide-ranging investigator from the central government that I was able to do recently. I'm not an investigator for the Dolgan Congress, so I'm going to be somewhat late. Well, I think it's a lot too late, though.... and maybe I made a fool of myself with the black rumors about this story."

"Black rumors?

"You should always try to pick up information, too. Hunters need it. Well, even if it's a black rumor, it's vague, but I wonder if it was the brave men who were embedded in the central government and the Dorgan Congress. Well, the stories of those who love to feed the loser wolves."

"I see."

That said, the two headed to the bulletin board as originally planned.

- I don't think so.

"It's not brilliant. What happened to the request for a ten star (Luterella), only a travoc hunt?

The two go to the reception where they are vacant.

There he was, once again, an iron-skinned official. The collector pushes evil that the hunter may be avoiding the fact that this official is always available.

"Are you talking about that? It's only natural that Yrida just arrived yesterday and doesn't know, but this village is on the border, and there are few requests for ten stars (Luterella) other than travoc hunting."

Is that what happened? Irida knew some and more of the Salehado Class border, but it never meant that there was no newcomer's request. If there really wasn't an outside request, the association would make the request.

Elida turns faceless and asks the official.

"Then what about the newcomers who live in this village?

"We'll mix it up with a party of acquaintances and edgers to raise the stars"

"I mean, that there's no request you can take if you're alone with Klando?

"You will. If you really don't have someone to party with, I suggest you go somewhere else. This is certainly a periphery, but due to the periphery, strength is indispensable. Because uncoordinated foot clumps can harm other hunters."

The cruel iron skin is still alive and well.

As a collector, it's like I don't mind going to the margins, but then I knew it would take longer to empty the mountain and the snow and white would mess up my tail and make it markazilli.

Elida said casually after a little thought.

"Okay. If that's the case, Atashi will throw a party with Klund."

"Yes, Mr. Irida is here?

"Can't it be Atashi? Well, until the stars go up."

"Oh, you know what?"

"Do you violate the rules of association?

"... no, the problem is..."

"-" Bee Strike "is to be seen as Elida Bergin. Can I have a word with you?

It was Zaul who blocked the staff with strangely formatting remarks.

Without waiting for Elida's response, Zaul familiarly breaks the word and starts introducing himself.

"I am the leader of Saul Dmitry Blagoy, four stars (Gabodrazze), and the leading party around here, Giant Wolf (Gigavo)"

Elida glanced slightly.

"I don't really like that hatred. So, what does it look like?"

Zaul tickles his cheeks at Irida's unspoken words.

"Nah, I heard you were in the" duty of patrolling the country "to become a three star (Cellulobi). The best way to get this over with is to make a big request. One, why don't you and I go hunting for the Great Thorn Spider?

"If I remember Atashi correctly, that would have been a three-star (Cellulobi) request?

"What, you just have to treat it like a salting request. This association is accommodating."

Zaul glances at the keeper and laughs lightly.

The collector noticed that the clarification of the salting request order was probably Zaul's margin. To be precise, it would mean that I asked my parents, who are members of the Dorgan Parliament, to put pressure on them.

Irida doesn't even seem interested.

"Hit the other one. I'm in the middle of a lead right now."

"Whoa, did you take on the leader in whether you were that displaced or refugee? It's a waste of time."

"Being a hunter of an association, whether you're a displaced person or a refugee, it's natural for you as a hunter to fulfill your earlier duties. Didn't your leader take care of you?

"Ha, even people in this country. Hey. Who would do that to him? Even these guys have a life."

That's how Zaul gazed at his later companions.

While the hunters behind Zaul lay down their eyes uniformly, they do not deny what Zaul said.

High-ranking hunters like Elida, who hunt their own unhunted warcraft and monsters (monsters), are welcome, but they are not, because that can be a life-threatening presence in the case of ranked hunters whose prey competes with them.

The association also naturally puts its shoulders in local hunters. Always be there at all times, because local hunters are the ones who accommodate when things happen.

"Right. Then Atashi's a stranger, too, and it won't be a problem."

"Except you. If the near-three-star Bee Strike came to Salehad, it was only natural that he wanted to drink at once."

Elida Bergin was the leader of many hunters in the cities and villages she stopped by, and had a good time taking care of herself by sipping alcohol with the local hunters, sometimes even advising them and helping them hunt.

And when it comes to hunting, he cuts ahead and wields that haughty spear, one of which he says drops a cannibal bird. Then there is no disturbance in command, chief.

It was called 'beehitting' from that place, which specializes in hunting in groups and has a killer bee-like blow.

Saul says it's because of the bee fire.

"I apologize to your ancestors for failing to serve as a leader. You're gonna hit something else."

The worship of the ancestors of the giant species is famous.

No one could complain about Elida when they brought it to me.

"Chip, be my guest." Queen Bee "and the displaced will do just fine.... Out of the way."

So when Zaul pushed the hunter, he went up to the second floor of the association.

other hunters rushing after it.

"Queen Bee" was originally a pussy spoken by a hunter jealous of Irida, who worked besides a man, in the sense that he was soaking up other hunters and indulging in joy.

Elida turns to the staff as if nothing had happened.

"Well, sign me up"

I don't like it.

Zaul abusively lowers his back to the couch in the branch manager's office upstairs.

I didn't care about that guy, but I didn't like the fact that it was Maxime's recommendation.

I don't like Maxime covering the brave, or even trying to find out the truth in terms of the good guys. I just say I'm Laurana, and I don't like it more than anything.

I told the central government investigator about the man earlier as a suspicious person, but when I found out that the nominee, hindsight, was Maxime, I cleaned him up with no problems at all.

Well, the scandal of the brave (scandal) seems to be more the will of the central government, so I went home after only a brief investigation.

It's convenient for us, but they're dumb people.

When that happens, the immediate problem is with that man.

A fly that is not enough to take, but is therefore depressing and blind.

Besides honestly not giving up his prey, he doesn't even try to hide his humble guts by taking a four-star (Gabodrazze) salting request like a hit, or getting into Elida Bergin well.

Damn abominable.

Zaul struck his tongue several times.

"You look in a bad mood, Master Saul. Hmm, so how about this kind of request?

The branch manager, who was watching Zaul in silence, grinned niggardly.