Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

Half-expected the end, the keeper hummed his nose.

"First, I apologize. It turned out like this while I kept the duel, and I did something I'm really sorry about."

The branch manager bent his large body parallel to the table and lowered his head.

"Even if you apologize. … explain the situation."

The wrath of the Zao man had already frozen cold and sunk at the bottom of his gut.

Although I feel angry anger, I have nothing to be busy with. Better keep your distance as long as you can. It's similar to a brave man. I decided to think so.

Besides, at that time, if the two old men persisted in demanding the fulfilment of the winner's rights on that occasion more than they did on the funf, the two old men and the collectors would have fought and probably defeated casually.

There is also a way to tell the Kingdom of Rattana about the fans, but when you do that, two more old men will make a scene and the problem will get bigger and bigger, and the collector will end up losing money. The chances jump that the presence of the predominantly keeper will be scattered by someone.

The branch manager raised his head and spoke out, not looking mindful of the rude language of the collector.

"First of all, I think you know, dueling in this country is not in itself actively incriminating. But I'm never even recommending it. It's only the law that the custom of dueling doesn't make it illegal.

Since the magical revolution, duels, which were of three kinds: nobility and former adventurers, were also passed on to the general public in countries that had transitioned to democracy, with frequent duels and people dying. No, it was just death.

By the government that worried about it is now encouraged something called a duel that is a bitter measure but does not lead to death.

Even then, it is becoming a lot less said to risk life and death in a duel, fewer dead, and the duel itself is becoming an old stink. "

"Isn't interfering with a duel a legal offense?

The Branch Manager answers with a bitter face.

"Oh, like I said, it's not a duel trial. It is an extremely dishonorable act, but there are no public legal penalties.

Ignoring customs, if it's an excessively terrible obstruction, suing the country can punish you, but this time, besides not being an obstruction that overshadows the winning or losing of a duel, the other girl is not even an adult. In view of the encouragement of a duel that does not lead to death, an appeal will probably cease to warn and become practically unquestioned "

It is a period of confusion after the change from a kingdom to a civil government, when the class walls are gradually eliminated and cultures and customs are in chaos.

The collector could tell by the circumstances, but looked grumpy if he didn't like it.

The branch manager who sees it intensifies his tone and continues.

"But citizens' duels began to go obsolete when they said they smelled ancient, etc., but the three old adventurers, especially the hunters, were different. I don't even see duels as sacred, like nobles, but as prehistoric, I see them as serious promises, covenants.

For example, you are asked to risk your life hunting for a warcraft, but the reward is repulsive. What a day they do, hunters can't do it. It could kill that client at worst. Even if you don't kill me, you won't get a request again.

Well, it's the same as chivalry and it doesn't work ideally, but still, the obstruction of duels is never praised. Even if that's what you're dealing with a girl. Whoever obstructed the duel would be seen with white eyes by other hunters and would be isolated without being able to form a temporary party or anything else.

Fanf's hunter credentials also ceased as an association. Strike your hand as hard as you can so that neither the circumstances of the duel nor the victory or defeat can be twisted. Strict protests are also lodged against "The Goddess of the Moon's Accompaniment (Maruna Nhum)". But that's all I can do.

The association has no further power to punish. A duel is treated as a private struggle unless it takes place in such an environment. It is also good intentions and only in the sense of a witness to the duel that the officials of the association have become present. Otherwise, no one would be a duel attendant.

Lord Joseph is a top-notch explorer and mercenary but not a hunter, and Lord Agatha can say that in a way, that's the job. It is quite punishing in relation to the association and the "Goddess of the Moon's Attaché (Maruna Nhum)".

Even if it is the Kingdom of Rattana, nothing will be done. The Kingdom law, which forbade revenge for hatred and duel, will not apply if you go outside the kingdom, and you will not be able to afford to be in the business of a single hunter and one girl of the bird race who went outside the kingdom. Regardless, if the fans return to the Kingdom of Rattana, they will be solemnly cleared. "

"Suspension? Is it a mistake to remove"

"... Lord Agatha says you're willing to lose the means to live when the girl leaves again."

The collector agrees with Ah.

"I just want to ask you, how far do you know what's going on with me and Fanf?"

In response to the collector's question, the Branch Manager answered positively.

That was not a story that Naver had set up risking his life, it was a fact that was roughly claimed by the collectors and Yobi.

"- Well, that's why the hateful and duel that took place in the reign parade was only topical, but not treated as a major incident, when his daughter-in-law, who was married to a fallen official house, risked herself to uncover the truth to avenge his son, and fought with his name behind his back while his husband was pinned by his apology to his daughter-in-law and his home, Martial Gate.

It seems that Fanf's home, the Rwandan family, has been swept away by the government's solemnity against the democratization transition. "

The branch manager said with a laugh in the strange eye of the collector that he was quite familiar with it.

"How was Bailey Goodman?

The collector immediately remembers his name.

Sometimes there were few decent names remembered in the Kingdom of Rattana.

"Oh, I was fine. You had one shot at our beast."

"Rattana's registration for hunting beasts is rigorous, as opposed to hunting beasts entering the city. Just well, Ilnik would have been unexpected, you wanted to see his face then.

I used to have a party with him. Well, even if it wasn't, it was a duel that happened in the association, I contacted the branch of the Kingdom of Rattana about the situation. You didn't show your face for nearly ten days, so I had plenty of time to find out. "

The collector sighed that it was just a troublesome circumstance.

"Well, the association..."

-Concon.

The door was knocked to block the words of the collector.

"Lord Joseph Buster is here."

The branch manager saw the treasurer in the voice.

The Buddha peaked, but nodded.

"Come on in."

Joseph Buster, a small, gray-haired old man, visited the branch manager's office when the door was opened.

When compared to a small but on average large white race, he was as tall in itself as a collector. He just looked small to the collector because his hips were slightly bent.

He has a wand bent like a crooked knife, but his legs didn't look weak.

"I'm sorry for the sudden visit. I heard Lord Klund showed up at the club in a hurry. Forgive the misconduct."

The branch manager recommended to Joseph next to himself.

The collector sat with a musty face, without taking care of the frustration appearing on his face.

Joseph lowered his head.

"I'm sorry I did this."

For the collector, I didn't care about apologies or anything anymore.

And I had nothing to say in particular because it was more troublesome to say something and have to relate to this man named Joseph.

Keep your head down, Joseph.

The keeper of reactions as if there were no such thing as Joseph.

The branch manager caught between them tries to hold between them, while making him want to hold his head.

"This is what Lord Joseph is saying, do something about it."

"Do you know what's going on?

Joseph raised his head to the question of the collector.

"I know. I also know it's a grudge you shouldn't have."

"... then do as you please. I'll give up thinking Goblin beat me up too."

If it's Japanese, I give up thinking the dog bit me.

The collector rose from the couch.

"Wait, I want you to at least make amends to the Lord"

"I don't want it. Nothing in particular I want."

"If so -"

"- Oh, there was only one"

The collector stopped his leg, which was headed to the door, and looked at Joseph.

"Don't ever set up a duel again. If you hurt anything that involves me, I will kill you. Don't get in the way of that. I hope the association will bear witness to this promise. That's all."

For the collector, the life of the fan has been 'stuff' since he was set up for a duel. I can't afford to think about who I'm after.

Joseph blushed his eyebrows faintly at the spooky signs of the treasurer.

"Take that promise as a shield, and you're not going to kill the fans."

Joseph's murderous words make the collector exasperate. I'm also slightly sweaty on the palm of my hand, but I can't pull it off here.

"If you don't do anything, you don't do anything. Don't put me with a killer. But I can't wait to be targeted for my life again and interrupted by some powerful man each time. So I'm just bothering to say something so obvious. If you're so worried, you just have to let her get out of my sight or keep an eye on that girl at 46: 00. Or tie it up with a collar, for each other's sake."

Joseph does not take his gaze off the collector to gauge his sincerity.

And after a while,

"... okay"

Joseph nodded, and the branch manager exhaled with relief.

"Then let the association be the bearer of that promise."

"Right, I'll have you write a pledge. Sign there with the Branch Manager and you, and that lady chief. I want him to write about it, but he won't be able to, so this time it's fine."

A branch manager looks at Joseph in the words of the treasurer.

"... ok. I'll tell Agatha."

"I'll be in this city from tomorrow until the last day of my promotion exam. Get me three pledges by then, all signed by me. One last time I sign, one for me, one for the association, one for you to have."

That said, the collector left the branch manager's office behind.

Joseph was looking at the back of the collector who walked out of the branch manager's office.

Branch manager speaks up.

"I can understand it as a mood, but I want this to be the case, no matter how much Lord Joseph. It would be a pleasure if I could repay you, the benefactor of this city, but it has nothing to do with him, who is also not a resident of the city. If a girl challenges you to a duel in public, you can't run away as a hunter, so please don't let this happen again."

"Sorry."

"No, if you understand. And that girl..."

"Now Agatha's squeezing me, and I'm gonna live in the temple for a minute."

The minute temple was on the edge of Marnova.

"... have you handled it yet?

"No, not yet. I've got a song knife for you too, so why are you messing with me?"

"I have a song knife, so I thought I'd been planted."

"That's a bird race outfit. It's a little further to plant."

"Oh, you did"

"Not my troubled daughter. I thought I was flying somewhere in a slightly distracted gap, because I'm doing a duel."

Joseph's eyes were those of his grandfather, who saw his grandson.

"... please include enough, as there is no flight in the city"

Joseph grinned bitterly that that was the case with the branch manager's bitterness.

Leaving the association, the collector was walking plainly down the street.

There was a thick waterway beside the stone folded street where the zodiac walked, and a small boat of race manipulated the long one to chase it through.

If nothing more would have happened, it wouldn't have mattered, such as the funf.

I didn't like the two old men who put in the cross spear, but they're not the ones who can do anything about it.

Guru's belly rang.

Not so much lunch, but I remembered that I didn't eat breakfast because I stayed at Cheap House.

I smelled nostalgic.

It is the smell of salt burning, seafood burning.

Reminds me of the house of the sea.

The collector fluttered away to be caught by the smell.

Then I go out into the larger square.

The stalls lined up along a circular square, and the seller with the crate also walked around.

The keeper gets to the smell.

It's just a mixture of macaroni-like pasta and several different seafood chopped together in thin green oil, salt and basil-like vanilla on an iron plate and cooked.

Still, it's been a long time since it's been a seafood for the collectors.

It was not strange to have Oslon, Rattana and seafood, but it was not eaten that patrolled poorly. I had no choice but to have more meat when I was with Snow White.

Sit in a chair and order a serving of seafood pasta modoki and a beverage free of alcohol in the middle age of a fairly wide white race cooked in the day.

An old man returning a prestigious reply.

My ear hurts a little.

The collector was looking over the square with Boo while he waited for the dish.

It wasn't like Oslon, which was an elegant harbour town.

The stone folds, buildings and waterways give a sense of history, but there is no heavy impression. I sit on the ground and play something like a guitar, dancers dance to it, middle-aged women get together and make it look good.

A seller boy passes in front of the treasurer.

What I'm selling seems to be a newspaper.

"How much?

"Twenty-five ruts."

"... that's expensive"

The newspaper in the crate push car is thin no matter what.

"That's right. But hunters, searchers, sailors, they'll buy it."

The collector gives the money, saying yes.

"Are you sure? There's a new one on the head of the White Moon."

It's a lot of honesty.

"I don't mind. Oh, I'll fish."

Even so, I paid three ten rutz notes, thirty rutz.

"Really? Every time."

Still, the boy happily gave the newspaper to the collector and went to sell it to the next customer.

When the collector tries to open the newspaper,

"Aye, wait, wait, wait."

I heard a good voice of prestige.

The collector put the newspaper by the street table for now and held the fork.

A mottled, tactile macaroni.

Oil smudged with the taste of seafood.

Pretty teeth of shrimp or shellfish that I chopped up.

Smell of tide and vanilla coming out of your nose.

And a drink like sour lemon water.

The collector had no words for his first seafood in a long time and kept eating.

Whether it was because he was dating Snow White, or because he trained his magic and body, the Zao had eaten more than he had when he was in Japan. Though the collectors didn't care that it wasn't a strange story if they thought it was also a manual worker.

When the collector ate one serving with peroli, he ordered another and took the newspaper he had left aside.

Salehad didn't know if there was a newspaper in the country or not, and Oslon left immediately. Rattana didn't have a newspaper or anything.

As excited as the collector was somewhere, he hadn't started looking through the paper in a long time.

The newspaper appeared to be published roughly once every fiftieth day, and although the printer was not a government PR, it looked like a newspaper funded by about half the government.

But the treasurer, who saw one side, let his cheeks snap.

"Brave Man, Successful capture of the eggs of the flying dragon over Dragon Mountain near Marnova"

A party of brave men climbing dragon mountains over Eurifranz succeeds in capturing eggs the size of which is rarely seen in recent years by the brave men of the album. For the first time in nearby history, a brave dragon knight appears to be born.

The collector glances at his face and reads one side, looking at other items as well.

"Spirit Shooting Ball (Spirit Ball), penetrates everywhere. And nearby international friendly matches ~ '

"The movement of pirates and bandits is enlivened in Eurifranz. Be careful in the south. Bounty neck also confirmed ~ '

"The original floating island appears on the album for about a minute. Drop the bear's body and disappear again. They're not warcraft after all, to be sent to research institutes as precious primitive animals ~ '

"The brave man's invented women's underwear is an explosive hit. It's produced with the help of Dwarf's wife, but the production speed doesn't seem to keep up with the order. I'm good at sewing ~ '

"Anquar Islands, King has forced me to struggle with the outburst of Warcraft (Stampede), but the dispatched brave men, the gathered high rank hunters, have brought me back to life"

"Declaration of democratization by the new king during the reign parade in the Kingdom of Rattana. Future confusion is expected ~ '

"There is yet another attack on the Spiritual kingdom of Lesiharm, seen as five dead on the side of Lesiharm, and a hundred dead on the side of the rebel forces ~"

Wait, wait, wait.

In the prestigious voice of the shopkeeper, the collector put the newspaper aside and began eating seafood pasta modoki again.

The collector ended up eating three servings of seafood pasta modoki.

The full-bodied collector bought the painting tools, instruments, magic, grocery stores, groceries, etc. plainly, but felt the chills like autumn along the way and bought a hooded robe, wearing it, wearing the hood so as to hide his face in sight, and began another stroll.

The whistle has already given up. Instead of having anything good, there was nothing that suited the feel of the collector. I was looking for something like on a whistle extension line, and comfortable listening to bass, but nothing like that.

I was a little disappointed, walking appropriately and it was that lonely weapon shop that I found. It was an old compartment or the surrounding stone buildings were also aging.

When I pulled the door and walked into the store, I saw a small but gothy back behind the dim counter.

The collector imagines a dwarf like Gorvald and regains his mood.

"Su-"

"- Go home."

The Dwarf-like father turned his back when he glanced at the collector and said so without waiting for words.

The long sword sharpened by Dwarf, which I saw at a glance, was a delicacy that I could tell from a distance.

"Can you show me a little?

There are no weapons lined up even though they are in the arms store.

I also wanted to see weapons other than the long sword I'm grinding right now.

But Dwarf didn't even reply.

The collector had been watching the long sword sharpen for some time as his studies had gone out of the weapons store feeling even more depressed by the lack of Dwarf's reaction.

This dwarf was not a contingent dwarf, but a stream dwarf.

They say they only strike weapons at those they like, Malnova, no, the best in Eurifranz, a finger-fold blacksmith among the dwarves, and famously, they made Joseph's song knife to do maintenance as well, and these days they also made spears and long swords on the brave.

Well, that's not true.

That's what the collector thought when he later found out about this, and he looked rather sunny when he knew why.

But the collector at this time did not know that, but moaned in the mood of being persecuted for no reason, and went straight back to the inn.

The next morning, the ninety-fifth day of the Zhu Moon.

The collector had been coming to the association in the morning to take a promotion exam course.

When asked at the reception, they pass to the first room upstairs.

About ten people already took their seats in that room where there was just a wooden long desk and a bench, and one more, a hunter, came into the room from behind the keeper.

There seem to be some groups, such as a pair, a threesome, etc., but few of them are alone, like a keeper.

And it was like they were all silently holding each other apart from their peers.

All for a while about the chair, a middle-aged female employee of white race comes into the room alone.

She was a female employee who seemed to have a strong mind, even with the Bureau.

When the officials handed out the booklet to the twelve, they stood before all of them.

The booklet seemed to be around to use, and there was a little pain.

"We will now begin the" Seven Stars (Rubinitia) "promotion exam. My name is Bella Marchetti, and I will be your lecturer for this course. Please note that after the course, the booklet will be collected and used again in the promotion course, so please use it carefully. Damage to collected booklets can also be a determining factor for promotion."

Those who treated the booklet crudely look at Bella with a peeked eye.

"Well, it wouldn't matter."

A young man who acted like he was intimidating his surroundings all the time raises his dissatisfaction.

But Bella said with harsh eyes that she didn't even care as much as the bark of a wild dog, such as the intimidation of such a young hunter.

"Consider this a request from our association. If you can't comply with the terms of the request, the penalty is natural."

He was still a young hunter who tried to eat down on Bella, who wouldn't let him say yes or no, but he would shut up with Bella's next words.

"I am treated as one of the examiners."

You know, the scene calmed down.

"I've said tough things, but it's not that hard for everyone who's ever been a hunter. Take the course with that in mind as the written exam on Day Four will present basic Hunter Common Laws, Rules and Customs in a round-button format. Let's get started."

A female employee named Bella reads the booklet, checks for questions, and reads it again.

Some take notes like collectors, but others don't.

The interacted hunter had an infidel rotten face, acting like he didn't know if he was listening or not.

The course content is not as difficult as Bella says. A round bat format would be all the more so.

While stealing Hunter's weapons is a felony, there are laws and rules that protect valuable hunters hunting warcraft, such as felonies, there are rules that limit Hunter's power to make Hunter's unwarranted violence in the city heavier than ordinary people's violence.

In other cases, "Seven Stars (Rubinitia)", the middle hunter, may direct the lower hunter in compulsory requests such as Warcraft's Rampage "Stampede", and precautions at that time were also explained. Nevertheless, most of the time there are high altitude hunters on top to command more than one platoon commanded by the middle hunter, which is not so difficult.

It's like they finally taught me where I stand as an interim manager.

I get slapped from the top and stuck from the bottom. Apparently, that's what "Seven Stars (Rubinitia)" stands for as a medium hunter.

The collector continued to listen to the course in a relaxed manner, pinching the noon break, and the course ended around 3 p.m.

Hunters, whose business is to move their bodies, left the association in an unfamiliar long period of seating, with a tired look.

The collector is a modern man, and once he has made it to college.

The course content was relaxed, but the course itself was not so bitter.

At a lighter foothold than the rest of the trainees, the collectors left the association.

And the next day, the ninety-sixth day of the Zhu Moon.

The collectors were in the Warcraft car, looking north in the early morning.

To the east of Marnova were the sea, to the west the Dragon Mountains, to the south the Autonomous Region of Baruch and to the north the depressed and lush forests near the streets.

This forest, where many hunters of Malnova pass from high to low rank hunters, is rich enough to have a warcraft powerful enough to go to the back, but even ten stars (Luterella) if in a shallow position.

That's where they say this promotion exam will take place.

The collector was in the wind in the back seat of the front warcraft car, looking blue and white.

I have a car sickness.

It seems that the Warcraft car that came from Dragon Mountain to Marnova was in the luxury category, and it didn't shake and it was faster than the Warcraft car I'm in right now.

But this Warcraft car was large, then inexpensive for boarding, and quite useful for hunters, but for the collectors this Warcraft car, like only sturdiness was for sale, was hell.

How many times have I been about to tell you to let me run?

Puke up nausea.

The stomach of the treasurer, which has already run out of vomit, tries to make him vomit only a few sour stomach acids.

Forced vomiting produced blunt pain in the stomach.

Continuing with his previous hangover, the Zodiac cursed the world.

By the way, the seasickness was terrible, but it didn't come to a curse because there were those who would intervene.

By the examiner, the team was determined to conduct the exploration.

It's about being a pair of four and doing the assignments set in the North Forest.

Crusade, collect and capture.

And each group had an examiner on it.

One examiner was paying attention to a hunter named Klund.

He has also been told by the branch manager not to be dependent on him for interrupting the duel.

Besides, with all the requests I've made so far that I can't think of in lower hunters such as highly-ranked salting requests, I had expectations about their strength.

But he did not know a warcraft called Irnik.

In a way, because he is a warcraft known as the illusion of El Rodriana, he could not have known that he was a raw Marnova and a locally settled hunter.

If I had known Ilnik and let him in, I wouldn't have had excessive expectations of the collector.

The collectors will thus be integrated into a team where particularly promising people have been assembled during this promotion exam.