Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

"Hey, Hal. Have you finished your shopping over there?

After the meeting with Mr. Gunn, I'll go back to the Tiger Beard store and see if Hull's shopping is done. On both sides of Hull waiting at the store, there was a bag that I thought I had purchased. They're both pretty big.

"Master, this is Mission Complete!

"Right, well done!

Biscuit thumbs up and send a goodjob to us. Beside it was Anita, who lay down on the counter and blued.

"Ugh, lying... I can't believe I should turn it into a duck, but on the contrary, it's priced at the root..."

You were so shocked, you're back to vegan until you're wordy. You've turned out to be symmetrical with Hal with a nose song. If I punish you for this, I want you to seriously encourage me.

"Whoa, looks like you've been hit for a long time. Anita."

"Parents, who is this child? -... I've never been beaten so far..."

"It doesn't matter who or what the customer is. The number one apprentice of Derris, so to speak. If you do it normally, you can't win."

"I don't know..."

"Including Derris' specials. Ah, still enough profit. Young lady, you made a good purchase."

"Yes! Anita was very kind and helpful"

"The ghost, he's a ghost..."

Well, I've done my job here, and suppose I'll go to my next destination. Whoa, but before...

"Hal, stay out of the way, and keep your bags on both sides in my bag. I still have a place to stop."

Drop the luggage compartment you were carrying and tell Hal to give it to me.

"Eh, that's all I need. I'm not going to ask my master to take my apprentice's luggage."

"Never mind. And my bag is a magic item."

"Magic item, is it? It looks like a regular bag...?

"It just looks like it. But the contents of this guy are connected to a different space, and they stop me from storing it. Mostly, it was about as much space in this store. It's gonna weigh less, and it's pretty convenient, right? Oh, creatures don't come in."

"Heh, looks like you could use a refrigerator instead. If that's the case, please!

"Whoa. Come here. Come here."

Hull gets my stuff and stores it in my bag.

"Wow, a bag with storage, that! Extremely rare, yeah! I want to get one someday, too. Wow."

You perceived the scent of gold, Gabari and risen Anita sparkled her eyes. You were unexpectedly quick to revive. Sitting here like this is going to get tangled up and troublesome again, and let's just say it drifts away.

Adventurer Guild. This facility, which is a good offices office handling various requests, is basically set up in every country. Anyone is available as long as they have a simple registration, unless they are also criminals. Of course there are quite a few who take up their posts and work as pennies for that day.

The request is put on a giant bulletin board with paper describing the contents by type, and there is a wide variety from cleaning houses to collecting materials to crusading mighty monsters. One should be aware of the penalty and deadline for achieving it when it fails to do so. I won't get there until the time period takes the request until tomorrow and the destination is the day after tomorrow! What a fool there used to be a fool who was paying a penalty for a fool's sake. If you indulge in the area and choose something commensurate with your power, take the form on the bulletin board and go through the process at the reception counter, you'll be ready, and then you'll just do the job.

"I have a lot of requests to make. Master, is this what today's workout is?

"Don't be. Needless to say, I'll have a crusade request made."

It's the first real fight for Hal. Normally, newcomers get nervous and their feet shake. If it's a girl, it's too much.

"Copy that! In action ~"

Even so, my apprentice seems in a very good mood. He mumbles a rhythmic actual battle with his fist bare. Yeah, I wasn't worried. This kid's got a slightly different head screw stopping.

"Hmm... Oh, here it is. This"

"Master, I can't see you"

Hal is stretching his back, trying to peek at the paper I took. But at the height of the little Hull, he wasn't very peeky.... just a little bit of a small animal feeling.

"First the reception counter."

"I haven't seen it yet..."

I'll check with you later anyway. Go to reception. It's been a long time since you've been here.

There are about ten reception places in total to receive requests, and there are quite a few only castle town guilds. Still, around the line, they haven't been able to keep up with user demand yet. But there is only one reception where no one is. Beautiful receptionists are in charge elsewhere, while little dirty grandfathers sit there. Well, a man would flow to a beauty.

"Hey, the reception here is still empty."

"Am I...? Oh, isn't that Derris! Long time no see!

Grandpa at the reception, exchanging a grim handshake with Georgia, suddenly under heightened tension.

"I'm relieved you're still alive."

"Ha, I've been active my whole life. I'm still on human watch today."

"Get to work. At first, it's reception."

"This is a fine job, too. Suspicious people who give up minutes, we have some unclean people who are going to get their hands on us to check it out."

A guard? What happened to the main business, the main business?

"Um, master. What about this one?

"Ooh!?... hey, you're not my daughter for long. Where'd you scratch me from? I'll accompany you to the vigilante's jar."

"Why does he always react like that...! This child is my disciple, my disciple!

Scratch and explain the history and let Hal say hello. Do you stop doing this every time? You stink of shit...

"Uh, Hal. This grandfather is the head of the guild, even if he looks like this. And I'm a freak whose hobby is receptionist."

"The freak is not extra. Everyone calls me Grandpa Joel. Regards."

"Yes, thank you!

"... there's always room here, and it's not a bad thing to make an edge with a representative of the Alliance. Just keep him company, like me."

"Okay!

"Are you going to get along, Washi!?

I just joke about things like that and I can't move on. I'll put the requisition form I took from the bulletin board on the counter and show it to Grandpa Joel. At the same time, Hal gazed at the paper on the counter.

"Eradicating Ash Cobolt's Nest, is it?

"Well, Spartans for a long time. I didn't know you would choose a troublesome monster's nest among your crusading requests... that daughter, could she?

"No, it's still Wizard level one. It was the chick who apprenticed to me a few days ago."

"... This is a level three crusade request, isn't it?

The request affixed to the bulletin board states the appropriate level. If it's level three, it's the level of difficulty that a bunch of adventurers should party to. There are no reception restrictions due to level, but if the Alliance determines that it is impossible to achieve them, it may be necessary to pay a penalty first. This is because when an adventurer is killed by a crusader, it is difficult to recover the penalty. By the way, if he escapes without paying a penalty within the time limit, he is rarely arranged for a nomination.

"Are you a strong opponent! Your arm rings, Master!

"Oh well. Well, if Delis is going to accompany us, we can manage with the newcomers..."

"No, I'm not going. If that's the case, you'll be in training."

Grandpa Joel dotted his eyes on my words, and Hal let his eyes shine.