Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

A second green hyena flying dragon (Bernera Wyven) folded his wing arm and glided fast as the lead Carlo folded and flew the twig.

Stay down, Carlo.

Fei Long's jaw cut the sky.

But that doesn't end there.

The bite from the skies came off, but Fei Long spreads his winged arms and slaps the tail with a poisonous needle as he soars over Carlo's head.

When the collector covered Carlo, who lay low with an intermittent hair, with ice soil, the tail blow ended only to crush the ice soil.

The collector immediately covered everyone gathered around Carlo with a dome of ice soil, plus Letisha covered the interior and exterior of the dome with tree magic to reinforce it.

Green hyena flying dragon (Bernera Wyven).

Size is enough to have lost legs with winged arms over body length superior to horse length.

He looked like a skinny big lizard with dragon scales and hyenas, winged arms, and a tiny chunk of hyenas and similar hair on his tail and poison needles.

Fighting power as a single unit does not extend to the Black Horse (Phonescallo) or Ilnique, but is assumed to be equal to the Black Horse or Ilnique due to its ability to fly and its habit of making herds.

Assuming the association's recommendation is to deal with the Fei Long alone, it is not an opponent who cannot be hunted if he is equipped to fight the Fei Long and has four (Gabodrazze) or five (Vegara) stars of the common race, or four stars led by a few lower hunters. But when it's more than two, the difficulty jumps.

Due to the difficulty of stripping and processing the material, Feilong's material was not considered suitable for the price, and Hunter hated it.

The current number of flying dragons is two.

Even with Retisha as the middle hunter, plus four lower hunters.

Given that without anti-Fei Long equipment, the scent of avoiding Fei Long does not work, and the difficulty jumps due to the two, it is said that if you are a common hunter, you can manage to escape by wiping out here or missing one or two people.

Two flying dragons were attacking the caged domes of the collectors.

Each time it sounds like a shell struck directly, and crushed ice soil spills into the dome.

Every time I smashed it, the collector was repairing it, but I couldn't move like this.

Fei Long is also naturally a warcraft, sensitive to the signs of spiritual magic, and difficult to shoot down a Fei Long flying while caged in a dome.

The collector tries a large stone pile on the dome, but it's not stupid enough to storm there with a flying dragon, and he starts crushing the stone pile with his tail. Even if I tried to grow a stone pile just before the Fei Long stormed in, the scales of the Fei Long were quite strong and difficult to bear the deep hand.

The collector sighs.

In the meantime, the dark dome became brighter when Lettisha lit the light with light refinement.

"Is magic going to hold?

"... for about half a day"

The magic of the treasurer had gone through Salehad, Rattana, to this day, slightly increased if depleted, and the maximum amount of magic had increased, albeit slightly.

"Really? Well, I'm going to turn up the wolf smoke now, so keep it that way for a while."

"Maintenance does matter, but wolf smoke?

"Ask the examiner in this forest for rescue."

Retisha caught fire to a string that looked like a fire line when she took an elongated cylinder from her waist, and had it held by the violin to carry it outside through the ground.

Retisha was deeply surprised by the words of the collector while making sure that the jar filled with black tobacco had been carried safely.

Fei Long is still attacking the dome, but a hunter named Klund says he will continue to repair it at an alarming rate whenever ice soil is destroyed, and can continue to do so for half a day.

Even during the exam, he did multiple simultaneous exercises of spiritual magic, such as fixing the legs of the Great Mountain Rough with ice at the same time, but he never thought he could continue to form a level of barrier to prevent the attack of the Fei Long, even though it was reinforced by tree magic.

Multiple simultaneous exercises, instead of lower hunters of the common race if only the amount of magic, even middle hunters are outnumbered.

Hunter's strength cannot be measured in rank.

Sure, it's a guide, but it's not with those who hide their hands and remain at a lower rank than their actual powers, and some powerful people can't pass an association's promotion exam because of their unique character.

There were many elves in the woods like that.

It wasn't impossible to escape with that in mind or with two of us, myself and Klund, but we couldn't abandon the other three from the standpoint of hunters, and exams.

Lettisha was somewhat of a backup magician.

I'm good at inhibiting the movement of my opponents or forming walls with spiritual magic from the rear, and of course I'm good at bows, but I'm not powerful enough to pierce the scales of a flying dragon, and I can't afford to be using tree magic if I try to shoot through my eyes. In the first place, I couldn't aim my eyes or anything with two flying dragons flying endlessly in the sky without an avant-garde.

We have to wait.

The examiner who noticed the wolf smoke joined the other examiners and hasn't been here for half a day to rescue them.

When Lettisha said so, there was still a tremor in the dome caused by the attack of the Feilongs, but somehow the atmosphere of relief was beginning to drift.

- Dossa.

Suddenly, Carlo collapsed.

"Carlo."

Liz approaches Carlo first.

Carlo seemed to be getting numb all over his body and having difficulty breathing. out of his mouth. Who was drooling and lying spasmodically.

"It's Feilong poison."

That's what Lettisha told me.

Where Carlo's body was being rubbed by the first blow from the tail of a flying dragon. The frozen soil appeared to be thin.

The antidote.

Liz looks at Lettisha, but Lettisha shakes her neck to the side.

Like that, Liz hugged Carlo, who could swing.

"... Out of the way"

A collector pushes Liz away and takes the medicine from the food backpack.

"What are you talking about?

"No, this just eases the potency of the poison. - How much does this guy have if he stays like this?

The collector asks Lettisha.

"If you breathe artificially, you will only be spared respiratory arrest, but you should still have an hour."

"This medicine just stretches it out to a few hours"

Saying so, the treasurer would have had his tail plundered, spraying Carlo's head wound with medicine to relieve the symptoms of the poison direct from Ilargi,

"Pour this guy down his throat. I don't give a shit about a guy."

That's how I pushed my meds on Liz.

Without hesitation, Liz gave Carlo a mouthful of medicine and water, which Fabio helped wake up.

Carlo's expression, which seemed painful, loosens slightly.

Never helped, but somewhat relieved the air flowed.

"... Oh, thank you"

Liz said that and bowed her head.

"Thank God."

Fabio bowed his head in the same way.

"It's a pill I made, don't trust me too much"

Instead, the two of them look surprised by Lettisha's words.

"Made it?

"Oh, my care-giving grandmother taught me instead of paying me. Is that so surprising? If you're a hunter, it's obvious."

Lettisha said it was a rare surprise.

"When are you a hunter of your time? Sure, adventurers over a hundred years ago, some of the early hunters who differentiated from it, they could do that, but hunters don't even do that now. Whatever hunter lives in an elf or a periphery, normal race doesn't do that. Most of them can be bought in the city."

That woman, how old the hell is she, and the keeper poisons her little one.

I felt like I could see Ilargi laughing softly and happily.

"But now we're waiting for rescue, that's why we can't anymore. Because there is no guarantee that rescue will arrive in a few hours and we are crusading the Feilongs"

"... I want to help Carlo. I don't like losing people anymore."

Liz stares at Lettisha with a grumpy face.

"Carlo is on my back. Please, do something."

I could only rely on the two of them anymore. Pity, but I realized that the two of us couldn't even let Carlo get away with it.

I wanted to help you with Lettisha, but if you were to run away in this situation, you were likely to lose someone.

I can't enforce that even though I'm not a registered party for a lotus student, and I don't have the spirit of self-sacrifice with Lettisha.

In the first place Lettisha was on the orders of the forest chief and was reluctantly traveling to the association.

I am not willing to relinquish my duties any more than I do my job, but I am not within my duties such as dying to help Carlo in this situation. It was a normal decision, both as a hunter, as an association employee and as an elf, to make use of those with strong living power.

Lettisha sees the treasurer.

Difficult to measure in the current system of associations. If this hunter would cooperate. Or maybe everyone would help, but I couldn't enforce it, etc.

Because even though you may have power, you're going to risk your life less.

A brutal silence began to drift on the field.

Liz, I know it's Fabio.

You can't keep Carlo alive in this situation.

Still, they're the three, no, four people who've been helping each other out in the slums. I couldn't abandon him.

"We..."

Don't say, "- Don't be a fool." To die for nothing. "

"Become"

A collector blocked Liz's words and told the reality.

Certainly not even a stepping stone for these two.

"That's why..."

"- Mr. Lettisha? Well, I have a proposition."

The collector ignores Liz and Fabio coming to eat and speaks to Lettisha.

"What is it?

"While we're letting these three get away, you and I will stop the Fei Long. If you succeed in that, give me a promotion. I don't want you to report anything I do to anyone or to the association while I'm stuck."

"Can you do that?

"If you don't even choose the means. Like poison."

Surprisingly, a hunter hates something called poison.

There were several reasons, such as the difficulty of handling it and the fact that the prey was invaded by poison and its use was limited, but there was a fear of when the poison would be served secretly in one's diet.

Not so much in the fiercely damaged neighborhood of Warcraft, but that is rarely the case over fear of Warcraft as close to the city, but there were many hunters who feared assassinations by their poisonous peers. In a way, it was darkness, too, in an urban area where people nearby could not be trusted.

Therefore, hunters with poison do not publicly say that they have poison, etc. Even if I used it in hunting, it was an implicit rule that after I used it, I would destroy it in front of my people.

"Feilongs are highly resistant to poison... are you still hiding something?

- Fine. Let's just say the capture was attacked by the Fei Long and let him escape. "

I got more worried about the keeper to Lettisha, who said too much.

"Leave it to yourself. What, can you be an examiner about that?

"You can do it. If everyone here keeps their mouth shut. Well, I don't mind if I talk to you. That way you can go back to the woods. I know perfectly well for an elf that I don't want to reveal to that.

I hear that racial interference was loud for a long time in the days when I kept spiritual magic secret. Secret drugs, weapons, and racial greed are troublesome. And you keep your mouth shut. "

As a Lettisha, I like it and I don't do association staff or anything. I didn't have the association, let alone the sense of belonging to the nation of race, etc.

If everyone on this scene can survive just by promoting them to exams and keeping secrets, talk as much as you want.

I'll keep everyone alive in this situation, if I could make that decision, I was well qualified for a seven star.

I don't want to tell the association about it in detail.

Lies and spears depend on how you tell them, which is something that the race also considered an interesting sarcasm.

"That's right. What do we do?"

The keeper asks Liz and Fabio, who were watching the keepers negotiating with Retisha.

"... can I trust you?

"You have no choice but to either fall together here without trusting me, or trust me and bet on one or eight. But I don't know if I can trust you."

Don't talk about the deal between yourself and Lettisha, the vaulter said.

Liz and Fabio looked at each other and nodded at each other.

"Of course it is. Even if we fail the exam, I won't tell anyone or the association about today."

Well, you can talk. I'll make you regret that you're alive, and the keeper shrugged, but I couldn't hear that from you two.

When Fabio carried Carlo, Liz saw the treasurer and Lettisha.

"I'll take care of you. I won't forget to thank you."

"Better than that, if possible, find the examiner who's supposed to be on his way here to explain the situation"

"Of course it is. If you put Carlo in the Warcraft car at the starting point, we'll look for the examiner. I think that's why I'm leaving with you."

Lettisha turns back to the collector who took down the bundle of paper that came with the string.

"You can leave one to me."

"Oh. I'll shoot the big ones right after the Feilongs attack the dome, so I'll let these guys get away first in the meantime"

"... advanced?

"No way. There's no way I can use advanced or anything, even intermediate. We're just releasing elementary magic into magic at the same time."

Retisha makes a subtle face.

"When were you really a hunter? I did hear that old elves who were good at simultaneous expansion, regardless of intermediate spiritual magic, somehow didn't like spiritual magic that fell under advanced. You're a race, aren't you?

"I guess."

Though they were given the power to adapt to the divine things, the collectors do not know if they are the same race that the otherworlds are in this world.

"Fair enough. Thank you. The magic is better than mine, and I'll take care of it."

Liz and Fabio look surprised by Lettisha's words.

Speaking of elves, they boast several times as much magic as their race, producing many awkward but brilliant magicians. If there was more magic than that, no one could see how much magic there was.

The collectors were waiting for the next assault.

- Zung.

Immediately after that.

The collector stuck ten oversized ice piles out of the ground, like a hare, so as to break through the rest of the dome for each of us.

He is still a custodian of intermediate magic, but he also has the advantage of simultaneous exercise of elementary magic.

It means it's hard to play friendly fire.

Although in the intermediate magic of a faceted attack, if I had a companion in that range, I would be friendly fire, but if I bundled ten primary magics together and shot them, as I just did, they were equivalent to intermediate magic as a range, but they formed magic to sew allies even at close range, and nobody got involved.

Nevertheless, intermediate magic is much more powerful if the same amount of magic is applied to it, so it was not generally better.

"Don't go."

Fabio, who carried Carlo on Lettisha's voice, and Liz ran to protect it.

Another flying dragon approaches its back.

As I knew, the treasurer's oversized ice pile simply plundered the wings of the flying dragon that had stormed, and never even hit the other one.

But the flying dragon, which was about to glide to the two fleeing, soars.

Branches and dirt walls were up blocking Fei Long's whereabouts so as to hide the backs of the two fleeing men.

From there, furthermore, pointy tree branches are intermittently released into the flying dragon that soars. Up to five bottles, which were ejected continuously.

But the anti-aircraft fire of the tree arrows hardly hit, and even if it did, it was inhibited by its scales and had little effect.

But if I were Lettisha, I'd be glad I could tow you both away from pursuing me.

"I don't like flying dragons,"

Lettisha shrugged so, staring at the overhead flying dragon as she checked the position of the other flying dragon with wind sperm just in case.

The treasurer is eight stars. As a Lettisha, I had to move assuming the worst.

At a slightly further distance, Retisha and I were back to back, and the Caveman was also staring at the overhead flying dragon.

Self-sacrifice, I didn't mean any of that.

Without even the intrusive ones, we have the means at our disposal. Worst case scenario, you can also escape.

If you don't have to worry about someone seeing you, and you can use the bills you have, it's not that hard to deal with the flying dragon you were observing when you were in the den.

There's only one to deal with that, too.

If we can't defeat this much, Snow White will scourge us.

Given dealing with brave men and other races who don't know what to do hidden in their hands, it wasn't that hard to deal with a flying dragon with no ranged attacks and a proven way of fighting.

More importantly, it would be a good souvenir for Snow White, who missed a flying dragon for building a hidden nest, that's what I thought.

The flying dragon skies.

The collector just sets up a new round shield and has not deployed a ball wall of ice soil.

He thought if Fei Long didn't keep himself within sight, he might go after the two fleeing.

At the imminent moment of the Fei Long in the next few meters, the zodiac instantly forms the walls of ice soil like reverse guillotine, protruding.

Fei Long spreads his wings and soars on the brink as he crushes the walls of ice soil.

The collector already knew about the tail blow that struck Carlo.

He instantly built a second wall and struck me like a pendulum with a tail blow.

It doesn't even extend to snow and white at all in terms of tail attacks.

Eating something like this would bind you back and forth with your tail on snow and white.

Fei Long's face, seen up close, had bright red eyes and crushed nose.

He had crazy eyes, as if all he could see was the collector in front of him.

I suppose you mean this state of affairs of staying away from the handy Fei Long.

While the Fei Dragon rises, the collector begins chanting with a voice that does not sound like Lettisha.

"entangled (upp) take (entangled,), cover (II) y (complete) exhaust (ccovering.). It is (IIt was) evil (also) like (to) malicious (Mmany of) knots (the knot.):

Fei Long began to descend all over again.

- Gayayayayayayayayayaa

If you felt the magic move interrupt the chant and disturb your concentration, the deafening Fei Long roar is directed at the zodiac, but the behavior was also folded in for the zodiac who was observing the Dragon Mountain Fei Dragon.

If I knew a roar would come, I wouldn't be disturbed by the concentration, and it was easy to use wind sperm to mitigate the sound.

The collector fired ten ice spears, all in restraint.

Fei Long folds his winged arms without stopping though, approaching as he plays an ice spear with a scale.

It was difficult for a collector to harm a flying dragon with spiritual magic other than the skin membrane of his wing arm. Except if it could be used with fire or thunder sperm, it could hardly be damaged with earth or ice sperm, and even if it was scratched, it had healed quickly.

"But there (TThere) good and evil is not (Nnot,), food (fFood) is also (also,), enemies (the enemy) are also (also,), all (II) catch (caPpture). The PPhantom net (net.):

Once again, the vaulter forms a wall of ice soil in a flying dragon approaching from above like a meteorite.

But Fei Long smashed it with the power of a steep descent without having to do so, and tried to approach the Collector, but the Collector is also paranoid in terms of defense.

Right behind the walls of crushed ice soil, there were several ice soil walls stretched together as if they were domino knockouts.

Fei Long slowed down with his wings open as he roared somewhere behind his throat in regret, trying to soar.

Shoot out

The collector called out the liberating chant of the autonomous magic 'net (net)', feeling the magic that was rapidly diminishing, unlike spiritual magic.

An invisible net entangles the head of a flying dragon, a wing arm.

There was no way to avoid the flying dragon, which was about to soar with winged arms because of the sudden intertwining of multiple nets that were bigger than when the fans were around.

The strength of the net was not so great, but the fact that it was invisible struck the panic of the flying dragon.

Shoot out

Fei Long chews off one or two nets and a thousand as he falls to the ground, but the collector lightly adds the nets.

Against spiritual magic, the Warcraft does perceive it sensitively and evade it, but autonomous magic was not.

At a time when race couldn't handle spiritual magic, race unconsciously strengthened their lives by training, waving their swords, and above all cutting and expanding their country with the autonomous magic they developed.

Autonomous magic and autonomous magic instruments that temporarily, albeit temporarily, twist and bend the laws of the world against warcraft were also effective.

The collector nostalgic for the magic book he had opened, and took the hammer of his big nails over his shoulder.

And when he aimed at the head of the flying dragon that crashed and stormed, stuffing it all at once with a hammer on his shoulder, he just shook it down.

A collector could teach the acari, just one technique.

Stand up, swing it down.

It may not be technology. It was optimized by repetitive motion, where the strength and enhancement of the collector were combined and plunged into the head of the Fei Long with a single blow.

Fei Long will soon be doomed to raise the scream of the disconnected demon.

The zodiac released the net while confirming the death of Fei Long, and peered more at Lettisha.

A butterfly captured by a spider's nest.

That's the only sight I could describe there.

The whole body of the Fei Long was tangled in grass and violets, the stone pile pierced the winged arms of the Fei Long, and furthermore between its brows stood the fine sword of the crystal that Letisha had.

Retisha looked back at this one as she turned the bow she had on her back.

"You're early."

Unlike a near-magical collector, Lettisha, who still seems to be able to afford it, said so in a voice that doesn't make her feel emotional.

"I can't afford to be like you"

"It must be a lot of waste. It's about dialogue with the Spirit."

"Don't be shy with the elves.... By the way, can you dismantle the Fei Long?

"I did hunt because of it, so I just want to use what I can dismantle and use, but dismantling in the back of a forest like this is suicidal. Smell the blood and other warcraft will come by. It's not worth the effort"

Food backpack secrets and snow and white mood.

The collector's balance leaned lightly.

"There is a way to carry it out. I just don't want them to know how. For the rescue team to come, let's say the dragon has been defeated."

"... I don't mind, do you trust me?

"Anyway, what I've done is a lot to you. Besides, I hear Elves keep their word, except in emergencies."

"... old smelly values again. What kind of elves are you?"

"-Ofia."

Lettisha put her hand on her forehead and looked unusual and troubled.

"Why... oh, is that him who gave you the dark green ring? Then I'm convinced. That one is probably the oldest of the living elves," Elves Out of the Woods (Town Elves), "but has the spirit as the most elves. It's not like an elf who just wants to cage in a forest like mine.

... you have no choice. Nor can an elf betray a race that believes in the promise of an elf. Let's promise. It's not like I'm losing anything.

But if eight stars defeated Fei Long, then fame... "

"- I don't need that. Can you cut a flying dragon to the size of this backpack's mouth?

I wasn't going to cut it with my collector's boomerang or peeling knife.

"Do something like an elf in a forest cage again. … it's tough without tools"

"Huh? I don't have enough affinity, but if you're an elf, you're good at water sperm, right?

"How do you dismantle it? It is true that the affinity is high, but it cannot be cut with water sperm."

"No, like this, it feels close to the previous stage of bursting the air with wind sperm, you just have to compress and release the water thin, sharp. Momentum as much as possible."

So you can do that, and yet you're interested. Letisha tells the water sperm with a consciousness that has interpreted the words of the possessor into an elf.

Then the base of the wing arm was cut off along with a blister of blood.

"... is the elf a monster? How can you do this in one go?"

"Here's what I'm trying to say."

Common elves had excellent affinity for wind, water, soil, light, and tree sperm, on the other hand, low affinity for fire, thunder, and darkness. Even though the Red Lotus Elves and Orphea are called because they are so peculiar elves.

"… the distance seems to significantly attenuate the power."

Lettisha, who was dismantling the Fei Long while trying everything, said it was pompous.

"Is that true even for elves? If I do this, it's gonna be nothing but water discharge."

That's what the collector said, while delivering the Fei-Long, which Retisha broke down, to the food backpack.

"... it's a magic trick that's going to bring trouble in."

"Only food comes in, but I want to avoid any trouble. How do I sell your share?

"I'm an employee for once, so there are as many ways to sneak up on it as you want. What are you gonna do?

"The meat will be eaten by our hunters, and I'll use the poison. Skin and scales will be shielded somewhere when most of them are cold."

"... yes, you were making Ilnik a hunting beast. Making, you're like defying the hunter system today. Then it would be natural to be treated like a troublemaker."

"Were you treating me like that? Look, put it on your shoulder in a hunter like that."

Lettisha finishes dismantling and gets up.

"I didn't put it on my shoulder, and I don't care about the association. I just want to go back to the woods."

The collector finished the storage, too, and got up.

There are only traces of blood left on the surrounding ground.

"I don't think I've ever seen an elf-like elf before."

"Unless you're in an elf forest, you don't have an elf-like elf."

"This isn't the Elf Forest."

"I don't mean it to me. I'll be there. It's better if you move on."

Lettisha and the collector rushed back to the rendezvous point.

Running through the woods, the collector asked Lettisha, curious.

"Why were those guys always talking like they were having a party? I asked the last examiner to do this exam at an impromptu party."

"Oh, is that what you mean? It's a simple story. They didn't sign up for a party."

Lettisha says it like it's nothing more than a shame.

"I know all the officials. It's a laborious question of more exams when the graduation season at the training center approaches, like this one, and you can't look into the details.

In fact, if it's about seven stars, replenishment works, so the idea of the association is that you can't see through the lack of strength to the trouble of a person who can delude you with small work. "

Low-ranking hunters didn't have much of a good time registering for a party because of the implication that party registration itself prevented solicitation from others, reinforced the common perception of a lotus student as a party, or shared its fame by hunting a few prey that couldn't be hunted alone.

"Big city's tough too."

Lettisha went on to say that the woods were good for the words of the treasurer.

Along the way, I ran into a rescue unit examiner who was briefed by Liz, but when I told him I had repelled him on a street with my mouth shut, some Letizha said, and he was on his way home without any particular suspicion.

The collectors who arrived in Marnova were killing time at the association when they broke up with Lettisha by promising a later reunion for the distribution of Fei Long.

If it's as promised, I'm pretty sure it's promoted.

The collector was somewhat watching the request for the seven stars until it was time to know if it was accepted or not.

After a while, it was time to know whether or not to accept.

When the collectors headed to the reception counter, the same people who apparently took the promotion exam were gathering at the counter.

As a result, I was passing without a thing.

The collector does have seven stars lined up when he sees the tags that the receptionist asked him to update.

"Finally, I'd like to take your request"

That's how the collector gave the staff the paper with the request of the seven stars.

"... This is not for you to take from Klund"

"Seven star request, right?

"No, this is a request that specifies a local hunter"

The collector listened to the staff in detail.

The exam-like hunter waiting in the back was showing frustration, but that wasn't what I found out.

At last, hunters from displaced persons with uncertain identities could not receive a request.

This was not the intention of the association or the State, but only the designation of the client.

Marnova is a port city and a commercial city. Requests ranged from high to low ranks.

But only with results. Otherwise, the only requests that are not questionable are those aimed at high ranks, and all those that are close to civil life and many that are of a strong public nature are limited to the Eurifranz, the Malnova, and certain hunters of identity.

This was due to the original nationalistic ones and the damage caused by the bandits of the Barucks as a result of the devastation of the North Barucks yesterday, which spilled over to Marnova and further exacerbated the civic sentiments of the Marnovas by the Barucks immigrants and refugees outside the city who had flowed to Marnova.

In addition to that, there were several major clans in Marnova, where low- and medium-ranked requests took many, and miscellaneous requests that did not concern warcraft in the city were taken by other guilds and unions. Even the disposal of dirt, garbage, was secured as a job in the ghetto.

I mean, like when the collector first came to the association, he didn't have to say whether or not to bring in the real thing, or the only way to do a salting request. In the current state of Malnova, there was no job for a stream seven-star hunter.

Hunting for prey, which I don't even know if I have a request, and taking that material to the association is not very efficient, unless it's also a food backpack in Marnova, where the turnover of the request is intense, like a keeper.

There was also the hand of flowing directly to the Chamber of Commerce without passing through the association, but there was also the possibility that the footing could be seen in the hunter of a stream with no credit, or the worst possible gateway prepayment.

"Okay."

The collector heard the explanation and tried to walk away.

"Oh, please wait"

Am I? and the collector turns around in a slightly grumpy way.

"Earlier, a compulsory request was activated by the state.

"Prepare for the burglar Skeleton raid, perimeter security for the day" has been requested by Krander as a mandatory request. "

"What's the job about? Who gave the order for the day and how far do hunters have to follow it?

The collector asks the staff with a frustrating voice. Seeing that I am somewhat obsessed with it at the reception around me, I'm really glad to see that all hunters have a mandatory request activated.

"On the ninetieth day of the White Moon, we received a notice from the Thief Skeleton that he would steal a treasure located at the State Chamber of Commerce. Since you are seven stars, perimeter vigilance on the day is your job.

Knights, dragon cavalry and squadrons will also be mobilized, so follow their instructions. And of course, they can make you work outside perimeter alert. "

"What's the penalty for saying no?

"... since you are seven stars, you will be demoted to eight stars and suspended for a year, with a penalty of 10,000 rutz. By the way, the higher the rank, the heavier the penalty."

"Okay."

"So I'm in."

"- No. Keep the money off my account."

The receptionist was flabbergasted by the collector who had just been promoted but had decided not to participate too slightly.

But as a keeper, it was a natural choice.

They might use Snow White, a high-ranking warcraft, as good on orders from above. It's a family for a collector, but it's just a warcraft for others. Go in there ready to smash balls. I couldn't have thought of no such order.

"What, but"

"This is a mandatory request, but it's not the kind of crisis that would wipe out the city, is it? Besides, this city doesn't welcome stream hunters."

That's what the collector said, and gave him the tag.

"... ok"

"Oh, now I want to meet with the Branch Manager, I have a lot to ask"

Finally, there was no contact from the association until this day. Though the collector thought it was troublesome, he decided to bring contact from himself that it wasn't funny to be targeted by the Dawies.

"... do you have an appointment for an interview?

"Speaking of duel entanglement, you know what I mean?

One moment, please.

I guess you know about the top of the story as a rumor, that's what officials said they would receive the collector's tag.

After a while, the staffer returned with the original eight stars.

The branch manager will be in the branch manager's office in an hour.

Though the collector wanted to go home early, he decided to sit at the right table and kill time.

"Finally Found It"

The collector raised his face from the table to a familiar voice.

Akikawa, and Vanis was there.

"What can I do for you?

The collector looks at Akikawa in surprise.

"Speaking of that night, do you understand?

Akikawa said that as sorry as usual.