Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

The treasurer looked far away.

The exhalation of liquor and the plumpness of the human skin lit next to it slowly flowed into a lukewarm night breeze.

Behind the collector, sailors, mercenaries and some passengers rejoicing in the unharmed repelling of warcraft that could damage the ship were liquoring with the flesh of spotted sea snakes.

But the sawman turned his back on it, and draped the clear thread into the dark sea. I don't feel like adding alcohol and even hangovers to the real problem of seasickness.

With such a collector on his ass, Snow White and Azrona somehow participated in the liquor festival.

At first he knocked down a large spotted sea snake with two shots and feared the snow and white that devoured its guts.

But when the drunkenness turns, the sailors and mercenaries who were avoiding snow and white can no longer seem to distinguish themselves from the beast race, meaning that they are friendly in their car seats and drinking each other.

Azlona, who was creeped out in the first, was also adored by gotsui sailors and mercenaries, sometime becoming an approximate family child.

The collector looked back from time to time.

I enjoyed the snow white and the sight of Azrona being accepted enough. If it weren't for the seasickness, I might have caught a cup.

Kum, and the yarn is pulled.

The collector drew the thread reflexively.

Without any reason to know the fishing tricks, I pulled the thread by force.

Make a hard noise and prey is pulled off the deck.

There was a big blue shrimp tangled in the yarn that I thought was an illusion of my eyes. I bounced over and over again making the sound of breaking Meng Soo-bamboo, rolling shrimp.

"- Well, a tail hamster (Malvero)? Bake it, eat it, it's good."

Says Ovidio, the mercenary captain of The Unchained Anchor, who showed up with his liquor, peeking into the hand of the collector.

There was indeed a tail shaped like gold at the end of a torso that had been bowed.

The collector, who tends to suffer from seasickness, only enjoys a decent meal on nights when enhanced magic is applied throughout his body to suppress seasickness.

Hopefully it will be good, and I started preparing to eat it in a rush, and while I struggled badly, I just took the tangled yarn off the tail prawns -.

- A tail hammer shrimp is caught right in front of me.

The collector resented the killer who took his prey with his eyes, but Snow White, who recovered the tail prawns with his tail, put the tail prawns he took in front of Azlona, wondering if he had learned anything about the protest of the collector, etc.

If you're going to do it to Azlona, and the keeper is going to give up, but things are very different.

Thereupon, the Zao felt uncomfortable with Azrona's appearance.

Light refined lights drifting on deck. The tail hamster shrimp illuminated there was more than thirty centimeters in size.

In comparison, Azlona was about the size of a tail hamster with only its torso and head.

Before I got on the boat, no, it looked as big as it had been before I got tangled up in a luge. The pale scales that grow throughout the body, except for the three claws and abdomen in the wing arms, are also becoming shiny and clearly shaped, slightly longer to the tail than the basic shape of the Green Hyena Fei Dragon (Bernera Wiven).

Azlona seemed to grow up limp while the collector was immersed in the battle with Luge and, since it was over, had been plagued by seasickness.

While ascertaining the growth of Azlona, whose survival was even in jeopardy, at the same time the presence of Luge was so strained that he did not realize such a thing, the collector took a ho breath as it was over.

It wasn't that I didn't feel guilty that it killed the same Japanese, but more than that, I didn't have to lose the casual routine and freedom that is now there, to subdue my guilt and affirm my own actions.

As the collector was immersed in a sad emotion that delighted him, there was movement in Azlona.

Azlona, who lay low and stood with her little nails on her left and right wing arms protruding against the deck, jumped on the tail hamster.

Using a twist on his tail and whole body, Azlona, who jumped full force with winged claws protruding on the deck, tries to bite the tail prawn in a way reminiscent of the snow and white that strikes her prey.

- Kurli.

The tail hammer shrimp rotates forward.

- Gyuppe.

Azlona, who received a front-running tail shot of the tail prawn, was slapped from Beh's face to the deck. What a subtle squeal leaks.

Azlona wakes herself up instinctively alert to pursuit, but her hard-tailed head, like a tailed prawn golden, is not defined as fluffy, but is also slightly tearful.

The pursuit of tail hammers, etc. could not have been tolerated by snow and white, faster than the harrowed keeper watching, and the long tail caught the tail hammers and let them off the spot.

Azlona can snort in front of the snow and white.

But Snow White moves his tail twistedly without scolding him, but he roars.

Azrona's in tears, huh? and I was leaning my neck or honestly nodding.

Apparently Snow White started training Azlona in earnest.

The collector also gave up the tail hammers, but there were men who could not give up.

Even so, I didn't want to eat tailhammer shrimp. They were sailors and mercenaries who had at some point begun betting in Azlona and Tailham shrimp.

"Damn, what the hell"

"What a disturbance. Damn."

"Then don't be stupid. No, not now."

"The unforeseen is in the bet. Whoa, whoa, give me that!

Betting by both drunks was disputed.

There is less entertainment on board. If it's about cards, there's something close, and there's something similar to chess. Chess optionally adds a spiritual magician to the basic form that was also present on Earth. Choose two of the eight spiritual magicians, whose compatibility determines strength and weakness.

But Trump was bored and Chess wasn't very popular on the rocking boat.

There was a swordswallowing atmosphere. Some even grasp the chest barn.

However, it is not only the drunkards, but also the snow and white.

The noise interrupts my training to Azlona, and the snow white is staring depressingly. but they don't notice the drunkenness and gambling enthusiasm and the head screws swept away.

Oh, it's over.

Even though the sailors are about to pray for the blessings of the sailors, it just tries to pinch their mouths.

"- Bullshit!

There, Ovidio, captain of the third squad of the mercenary regiment "Unchained Anchor," had a drink. And furthermore,

"Earlier, you can disable it and bet again. Though you can bet not only on the winning and losing of the Fei Long child, but also on the arbitration of the big hunting beast. Damn it, damn it. Use your head!

The sailors and mercenaries stop staring at the words and release each other's chest barns.

"Captain, head up!

"Exactly!

Ovidio scratches his head in shame.

"Stop, you idiots, you're embarrassing me! I can't even think of this. You guys are turning your heads around!

And the bet resumes.

Azlona, who obviously could see how unfamiliar he was with the battle. He is, however, a small but flying dragon boy.

By contrast, tailed prawns, by their size, do not pose a great threat to people, but if you are cautious, you should be careful to the extent that they break the back of your feet and the bones of your fingers. The crust is also so stiff that it won't stand teeth in a flying dragon boy.

At the end of such drunken conjecture and speculation, it was Snow White's arbitration and Tail Hammer Shrimp's victory that prevailed in the bet.

It was a strange view that if we fought some more fights, the Fei Long child might learn how to fight, but the next battle is still no match.

Azrona gets in the mood with Huns and lays low.

Snow White placed a tail hammer shrimp that he had caught with his tail, a little further away.

Slowly Azlona packs the time

And in my own time, I used my whole body to jump, just like earlier.

The hard look on the tailed prawn's face with no change seems hateful, even though I can only remember one of the fools.

Tail hammer shrimp turns.

- It sounds creepy.

Tail hammer tail slapped on deck.

Azlona, who gained momentum and flew at low altitude, opened his wing arms wide and braked suddenly, sending off a blow of tail hammering shrimp.

The twitching of the drunks occurs.

The stalled Azlona dared to make a second assault without getting her hair on.

The tailhammer shrimp, which failed to intercept, was exposed to the stomach, and Azlona bit there, it was thought.

But you missed your sight. Azrona passes over the tail hamster shrimp.

Tail hamster shrimp that rotates into that gap to regain its posture.

But the head had Azrona's tail wrapped around it, and the wing arms held in the roots of a golden tail. When it comes to people, it is a completely behind-the-scenes form.

Drunks whose eyes dot. Neither are the collectors.

Only Snow White was satisfied.

Azrona braked sharply with her wing arm the moment she passed over the tail hamster, and as she wrapped her tail around the head of the tail hamster, she took advantage of the tail shrimp movement trying to get back together and held the tail of the tail hamster as it was.

Azrona stays behind the tailhammer shrimp and falls over with Goron. And with full force,

- I missed my wing arm and tail.

It is a small but flying dragon.

And even though tail hammers have crusts, there are many shrimp-like verses on their backs.

Hard crushing sound.

The tail hammer shrimp was brilliantly stretched out in spine by the power of Azlona's full body and was desperate. The unchanging expression of the rolling tailed prawn did not even appear to understand the world's anomaly.

"- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The drunks are making a scene.

"Here we go, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Fuck you!"

"Hehe, hehe"

"Damn, even though the Fei Long child is still that strong a mutant species of child..."

"You're lying, come on! Damn it! (Cazzo!)"

One of the collectors had a bitter laugh.

It was a complete joint technique (sub-mission).

Azlona's body is soft. I know that well from the awful sleeping minister who looks like a blissful laugh with failed wings, head and tail positions. And that's where my horsepower as a flying dragon combined to make that possible.

But too much Fei Long and the other way to fight. There's no way Azlona instinctively knows how to joint. I've never even heard of Feilong combining moves, using articulation moves, etc.

Normally, I fly.

And bite or strike with tail.

But since the first time we flew, Azlona's flight has never improved. All you can do is jump up and fly fluffy and slow. Therefore, there is no option to fly.

Then when it comes to who taught you how to fight, how to joint, because the collectors haven't taught you, there's only snow and white.

Plus Azlona is pretty good at it. Even though I had snow white advice, I showed it in one go, adapting to the other's behavior.

The look on Snow White's face looking at Shaggu Azrona is gentle, with no pitiful gaze or other fine dust like the one the collector was directed at.

When the collector first hunted, and so on, he was escaped by diving rabbits many times, hit by his body, and only remembered to have swept away. Snow White always had a pitiful gaze on him. He was beaten rigidly and unnecessarily by the intimidation of a dickhead hunter who was now no big deal, even if it was a people-to-people match.

With that in mind, Azlona would be such a better student than herself.

What a bunch of substandard warcraft, the collector sighed like he realized.

And, we treat it like other personnel, but the cause in the first place was on the collector.

When Snow White was a young beast, that is, when the collectors didn't even think about their own weight or anything to survive in the Allerduria Mountains. Snow White gained close knowledge of the knowledge and thoughts of its collectors. And even after growing up, the obscure articulation technique used for snow and white by the collector who is desperate to resist.

The very thought of teaching it to Azlona, of learning it honestly, was not like a warcraft, but was undoubtedly the influence of a zodiac.

Azrona was trying to hold in the tail of a broken tailed hamster shrimp and bite it into its hard shell and peel it off.

Muggy pulls a full force crust, and he's struggling badly.

But when he managed to peel the shell, he gave it to Snow White, who was nearby, roughly in triplicate.

Snow White stroked Azlona's head with his tail, then gently returned the shrimp peel as if you were eating, the first prey you had tailored.

Then Azlona glances around for a moment, and when she finds the keeper, she peels apart, and crawls over like a seal using her wing arm.

When I peeled myself in front of the collector, I looked up at the collector.

The big first was somewhere proud.

The collector stroked the hyena around his neck and urged him to eat it all.

Azlona swelled up her stomach by eating flesh of spotted sea snakes and tailed hamster shrimp herself.

Can't you move with a full tummy? I'm falling asleep on the deck, and I'm corny.

Regardless, it is the collector who is rolling.

Snow White had accusations behind him against the collector. He had his eyes on him.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

Ovidio apologized for making it the subject of a bet on his own.

"I don't care if it doesn't affect us"

"But well, you're a hell of a hunting beast. I know you look different because you're a mutant, but I didn't expect you to use that combination technique."

"The lady behind you is in Sparta."

Ovidio glanced at Snow White.

It is a great warcraft. Strength and wisdom. But can we teach 'technology' to warcraft of different races? I can say no to the owner's parent idiot, but it's strange because I feel like I can't even say so when I look at this warcraft.

She said, "Well, the association lady is staring at me, but what did you do? Did you even touch my butt? Marnova, you did that to a woman.

The collector was fed up and shook his face to the side.

"No way. You're all tangled up in Marnova. So we had a reunion on this ship that I didn't even happen to be happy with, but at that time I just said that I had a seasickness irritation and that I had a left transition."

Ovidio did a hand on his forehead.

"The place of residence in Longhua Country (Lonfa) is sort of like a left-transfer for association officials. Hunter's work is almost non-existent, so there are few people in and out. Naturally, there is no work for the association staff either. If I was thrown in there alone, it would be like being buried alive, what a scream some guys had in a liquor store."

Was it a picture star? The treasurer could hold Azrona, who slept with Gippu.

But it's taken away by the tail of a snowflake.

"Well, that's not like there's anything I can do. If you want to make connections to other countries, you can make them, and if you want to learn, you have as much time as you want. Depends on your motivation."

The female clerk, Camilla Parvis, was wrinkling deeply between her eyebrows, staring at the collector.

That displaced man makes the caught warcraft fight the hunting beast and even makes it the object of a bet. There would be no such thing as a bad taste.

Dull and unidentified displaced no matter where you go.

I had no choice because of my eyesight.

There must be no such thing as being left because of such a guy.

It's not my fault.

It's his fault.

You were just unlucky.

Anyone received the difference as a gratuity by slightly lower the purchase price of the hunter's brought in prey than the purchase price of the association, and only slightly facilitated it in exchange.

It is also a well-known fact that not all but the Marnovas are racist, and that the Marnova woman is somewhat high and selfish. "A man's mouth does not shut even in the Spirit," he said, and it is only a public discourse if he lives in the same city such as listening to the information of others, let alone displaced people.

Because of the evil conspicuousness of the displaced.

When he arrived in Marnova, he had a duel with a girl of the bird race, poking a pledge at Kensei and the chief woman. I wondered if I had an arm, and once I fell for the promotion exam, I was using an unworthy warcraft as a hunting beast.

The branch manager investigated such a collector, and Camilla, who happened to be in the shape of an entangler in the collector, just happened to fall into the branch manager's eyes.

The basic policy of the association is non-discrimination.

There are, of course, preferences for locally rooted hunters and others, but they are not allowed to discriminate against hunters on the basis of race or identity. It is also a natural story, if seen as an association as a whole, that various races are registered, and that associations engage the backbone of the association, such as discriminating in species.

But such things are pre-built. There is so much in the world that I sweep and throw away discrimination and such.

At last, it's just a show.

Violations of service regulations, breaches of confidentiality of information within associations, racism.

The prohibition of discrimination is pre-construction, but it is like Camilla has been sacrificed to show externally that it adheres strictly to pre-construction. That's what Camilla had concluded, considering that she was barely disposed of except herself.

Somewhere, the wind with the smell of blood slipped through Camilla's side.

Camilla shudders pretentiously just because even the creeps are the fault of the collector.

When he was angry that it even existed at the edge of his sight, Camilla returned to the cabin.

After another twenty days or so, the ship finally arrived at the foreign residence of Longhua Country. Almost as planned, it was about the early morning of the fifty-first day of the Ethereal Moon.

The large boat carrying the sailor docks off the coast close to his place of residence, and those who go to Longhua Country board the small boat picked up. They're making it impossible to board directly on a large ship.

Just to get there quickly, the collector turned his enthusiastic gaze toward the residence.

When the ship rocked enough, the sailor finally stepped down into the earth. It was the first time in about fifty days.

At the end of the hustle and bustle of the busy unloading yard, the collector stood up to the earth feeling like he had been saved.

The clear air characteristic of the early morning was mixed with sea breezes and soft spring breezes.

My feet are shaking because I was on the boat.

But now even those, they were comforting.

A little bit, but I was getting drunk.

The residence was surrounded by stone walls outside the loading and unloading yard, the interior of which seemed to have transformed the streets of the northern Mid continent intact.

There are living buildings such as the Kingdom of Albaum, the Republic of Eurifranz, the United Kingdom of El Rodriana and the consulates and trade halls, warehouses and sailor cabins of several small countries, which compete for their beauty.

Without realizing that he had come to a southeastern continent with a culture far from the Mid continent, the Zao walked away.

Azrona sits wrapped around the zodiac's neck, and Snow White, as usual, has no footsteps, but walks loosely with plenty of presence.

The residence allowed him to walk the hunting beast, and the road was taken considerably larger. I can afford two different carriages.

Such a collector, no, a gaze at Snow White's appearance can be thrown through the side of the road or through the window. I'm more curious than disgusted.

The collectors go on and on while being exposed to a number of gazes.

Hunter Association, also passed and reached the only main road connecting the residence to the southeastern continent.

"- What's your destination?

A guard controlling the entrance and exit of the gate asks the collector as he cares about the snow and white.

- To the ruins.

That's all the collectors said.

'It's a mistake for displaced people to do hunters in the first place. Become an Explorer with no character shards and spend your life in ruins. The number of warcraft killed and the number of excavations will tear you apart, so I wonder if it's just right for displaced people who don't have any shards of responsibility. You look great walking with monsters like monsters and creepy flying dragons. "

It is the word of a female employee who does not care, but it made sense.

Though it was not all an unpleasant encounter as a hunter, the extremely selfish vocation of the Seeker may be a good way to avoid the planking of duty, goodwill and discrimination.

About thirty days until the ship unloads, negotiates and deals with merchants in the southeast continent, loads new loads onto the ship and sails to Sauran. Become an explorer and try to experience the touch of the ruins, that's how the collectors thought.

"Right. It is forbidden to escape from the ruins to Longhua Country. If you break it, you will be judged by the laws of Longhua Country. Beheading or forced labor, well, you can never come back to this side again, so be careful."

That's all the guards said, they let the collectors through.

It was also visible from the dock.

There was one rocky mountain, raised and blocked to the point of unnatural, within the main road that existed in the shadow of the sea.

Originally, at the end of the road, there is an office on the side of Longhua Country, and on both sides is a series of sharp rocky mountains with peels. Pines, drifting mists and fishermen on white rock skins were said to be attractions to fish in detail.

But one day, a rocky mountain that suddenly burst out of the sea, the ruins of Bai Mi Shan, covered it up and hid it. As if it were a natural fortress monitoring the boundary separating the Longhua Country from the foreign residence.

The Zao crept through a gate with only one place at the root of the Rock Mountain.

There were one of the few intrasite cities in the world. It is the only city in Longhua that will be able to interact with foreign residences with severely restricted access.

In a nutshell, chaos.

Buildings in the north mixed with those in Longhua Country, and there were even buildings that were fused together.

Various languages of one word flew by, smelling of food.

There are many beast races and few races. It is easy to understand when you look at the outfit, but not so many people come in from the place of residence, and it seems more from the Longhua Country side.

Forgiving Snow White and Azrona, who were about to be caught by the smell of food, the Collector turned to the Explorer's Guild.

Stepping into the Explorer's Guild of heavy buildings like prisons, a slight gaze is directed.

As usual, the collector proceeded to the reception counter.

What can I do for you?

The receptionist was a female employee of the white race.

"I'd like to register."

"Do you have an ID or letter of recommendation?"

The collector passes the tag.

"... ok. Seven stars means you will start at level IX with a Skill Exam Exemption and a Grade X Exemption. And it looks like your big beast is registered with the Hunter Society, but they haven't mutated your flying dragon, have they? I suggest you register at the ruins, though."

"Why?

"While basic laws are supposed to apply within the site, the nature of the site does not allow us to say that the law is fully respected. Regardless of the registered hunting beast, the unregistered hunting beast is not responsible for the crusader, even if it is misidentified and crusaded as a monumental warcraft. It doesn't mean that no one is going to kill the beast."

"... I see. Then please."

The collector unloads Azrona from his neck.

Azlona leans her neck over the counter and looks up at a female employee.

The female employee saw how it was and softened the atmosphere a little. The first malformation doesn't seem to bother me.

"I am still a young dragon, so I will be provisionally registered. Please take it again when you become Cheng Long. Some people have become dragons and are out of their control. Then order something and take a look."

A collector gave a simple order, and Azlona followed it without difficulty.

Down, hands, change.

A woman employee convinced when she saw it wrapped a bright red leather collar around Azlona's neck.

"It will still grow, and be patient with the collar"

Seeing Azlona soggy somewhere that it wasn't the same deep red ring as Snow White, the female employee said sorry and finally stroked one of Azlona's throats.

Get some explanations.

All magic equipment discovered shall be handed over to the Explorer Guild once and for all. Many are returned intact, but magic equipment designated as rare magic or dangerous goods becomes a national purchase.

Warcraft materials, jewellery, non-magic weapons, spiritual spheres, life stones, etc. may be set free, but a few percent of the calculated valuation shall be paid as taxes and entrance fees for monuments.

Rank up is determined by the total amount of magic equipment purchased, the number of Warcraft crusades, the number of requests fulfilled, etc. The number of crusades was not determined to have been crusaded unless the Crusade Proof site was submitted to the Alliance, so caution was needed.

"And this' White Misty Mountain Ruin 'is authorized for use by the Seeker Guild by Longhua Country. This is why you have special taxes, etc.

People from that country are diving too, but be very careful that you probably don't get the word. You can count on your guild if you have any problems. Never act short-circuited. Basically, don't kill me, don't steal me, don't offend me. I hope you protect me. "

"Okay."

"Will you be diving from today?

"If it's a shallow layer, there's nothing wrong with it."

Regardless of the collector, Snow White was about to get bored.

After the Spotted Sea Serpent, it was a smooth voyage without being attacked by warcraft. It was about the care of a sailor suffering from seasickness, such as snow and white, and the protection of Azrona.

"Really? So what will the conductor do? From now on, it's not the people you want."

"The Conductor?

Within the ruins and otherwise even warcraft of the same kind had different strengths and habits. Since there were many hunters and mercenaries who dived into the ruins without knowing it and went missing, a system of guides was created to teach the basics.

This service is available from the seventh equivalent of the three former adventurers, and is higher than or equal to that. Those starting from Grade 10 may also receive rookie courses, but this was influenced by the policies of countries with Explorer Alliances. There were generous aids, and there was nothing.

Naturally, the collector has no knowledge of the ruins at all, so he decides to ask for it.

"That's fine."

After waiting awhile, one man came.

It doesn't have many characteristics, like the Park Northerners. It hits the traits when it comes to being characterised by the rare degree of zodiac among the Northerners, who are in good physical stature and have many tall back lengths.

He is a common seeker with a single-handed sword and a round shield to see a composite armor called metal chest deck and leather armor.

"... Franco Santa Maria, level six"

It created an atmosphere from all over her body that she was not willing to slap her mouth for nothing.

"Zodiac (Klund), seven stars. As a Seeker, I'm Level IX."

"Let's go."

Franco goes behind the guild.

As the collector followed it, he came to the thought that Franco was not more alert than he needed to be snowy, observing Franco's back that his arms might not be bad.

Franco stopped his leg.

In front there was a thick door, in front of which the guild staff placed a large desk and waited.

"We'll notify you of the number of days you've been undercover and register your baggage here."

Franco had already completed his registration, waiting for the collector in front of the door, but the collector asked the officials regardless.

"Registration?"

"Yes, to distinguish between the magic implements discovered and the magic implements brought in by the Seeker. Don't forget to fill it in. Please note that on your return, we will collect the forgotten magic equipment along with the discovered magic equipment."

While the collector thinks it's troublesome, he fills in a set of Fei Long's double shield, a large claw hammer, a triple demon gun, and leather armor as he shows his staff. The food backpack didn't have to be registered because it only looks like a backpack that no one else has any kind of weirdness about.

I was wondering if I could regulate the taking out with something like this, but they are able to regulate it adequately because they use automatic written magic fixtures to depict the form of the bringing in magic fixture.

When I finished registering and knocked through five heavier doors, there was a big hole in my head.

A maze of caves continues, the ruins of White Misty Mountain are said to be extremely orthodox ruins.

On the other hand, a subspecies of the Green Devil (Goblin), known by the Dragon Chinese as the Little Ghost, and the Trapper Devil (Trapper), known as the Prank Ghost, appear.

but no matter how much we walk, we don't meet.

Walk or walk, you won't encounter it.

One layer is the indiscriminate capture of apprentice seekers and slum dwellers to earn a dime, so they encounter warcraft and it's hard, and rarely like being attacked by warcraft here to die.

Franco goes through a maze-like cave without getting lost, explaining to the collector.

"Don't get lost."

You won't get lost early because of the snow and white, but it's not weird when you get lost if you're one of the collectors.

"Map it yourself or buy a map outside"

The ruins are periodically altered, but each time those called cartographers compete to make a map of each hierarchy and sell it to the guild, he said.

"How many layers..."

"- I need your help. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Screams echoed, blocking the collector who tried to ask more questions.

When the collector turns his face towards the screaming direction,

"Leave him alone. Freaky rookie trick."

In the shallow layers, it seems that there are few deaths by warcraft, but there are occasional raids by people. Instead, they're more harmful there.

"You're abandoning me?

"It's basically self-inflicted. There are laws, but such things are only pre-built. Help me out with good intentions, get out of my back, there are a lot of hunters like you."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

A scream distracts the heart of the treasurer.

It doesn't hurt my heart to ignore it if it's an adversary, but I don't feel comfortable ignoring what I can help because I'm the one who has no involvement whatsoever.

The treasurer glanced at the snow and ran away.

"- If you're going to help me, sneak up on me. It shouldn't be so hard on such a shallow layer."

Franco gave advice, without stopping.

Hearing it on his back, the collector quickly followed Snow White's back, which overtook him.

In an open small room at the end of the cave, a boy about ten years old was surrounded by three goblins.

There was a broken little sword rolling at his feet, bleeding from his legs and arms, and with a small shield he managed to hoist his goblin stick. Looks like he's a Dragon Chinese based on his outfit.

Forgiving all the stress and the snow white attempting to fly, the possessor, as Franco put it, unleashed earthly magic from the shadow of the entrance to the small room.

Three piles of dirt skewered their necks from their groins shortly after the goblins guessed.

The collector does not approach, but rather sees the child.

The kid with the shield stands up like he wasn't injured or anything after a while.

"- Shit. Even though it's not easy to find little ghosts."

Small and evil in Longhua, he broke the horn of the goblin at the root of a broken sword, and then left early.

A collector who drops off his child's back with an indescribable face.

I go out of my way to find goblins and wait for my prey while they dare attack me. Probably learned words for that too. The scream was heard almost uncomfortably. I can't hear the language and determine how many because of my translation skills, but a bad word should have sounded as a single word.

When I look at him, Snow White looks uncomfortable.

Azlona still didn't seem to know what was going on.

"- Don't be alarmed when it comes to your peers. Not to mention the unspoken Dragon Chinese."

Franco's words pierce the back of the collector.

"If you really want to help, hide yourself. Then you won't be fooled. It's more about not being fooled than being appreciated.

Nevertheless, the lower you go down, the more troublesome Warcraft becomes than people. We can't be hostile to each other or anything. It can also be said that it is difficult to add or subtract a teaspoon around it, but basically someone can't blame you for not having to help. Like I said, diving here is self-inflicted, not an easy place to carry someone's life. If you don't want any trouble, you should remember. "

Franco turning back the way he came.

The collectors followed it with great devotion.

"Goblins in the ruins are stronger than goblins out there, but you don't seem to have a problem"

"I don't know because I've never seen goblins before."

The collectors were about to return.

"Right. Are you going to throw a party?

"No, we're killing time before the ship leaves."

"Alone.... the more dives you dive, the more food you need, and the more camp you get. If you're going to dive long enough, you should hire Porter."

Neither was necessary for the collector.

Food is in the food backpack, and camp watches have snow and white.

"Sounds more or less like a problem. If it's a waste of time, you can't do it. If you die, it will affect my assessment."

Soon, he was back in the big hole at the entrance and exit.

I don't have anything to pay the association. He undergoes a physical examination in front of the door, and the collector breaks up with Franco and tries to leave the guild.

When I looked at the large clock in the lobby of the Fuji Alliance, it was well over eighteen o'clock.

Out of the blue, he was diving.

"-Hey, Franco! You've done your job, haven't you? Let's swallow!

The Seeker-like guy approached me.

From the outfit, he is a Dragon Chinese, but the Eurifranz he is speaking is fluent.

After I spoke to Franco, I noticed the collector, but I also spoke to the collector without giving in.

"- You're an unfamiliar face. Did you come on that boat? Nice, let me talk to you outside. I am Daxing (Darshin), as you can see, a Dragon Chinese. Let's swallow you up for the landing.... What, can't you swallow? Then you just have to eat. There's no one you can't swallow but you can't eat, right?

The man who named himself Big Star said so with an innocent smile.