Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

After mining the Demon Stone, we headed to the Adventurer's Guild in the castle town of Crocus on its feet.

"I have crusaded the black cobolts in this requisition. I'd like you to confirm the peeled tail."

"Yes, I did. Please use the specified material in this tray."

"This is an appraisal of the items we unearthed from the dungeon. It's weathered and brittle. Can you take care of it?

"Whoa, it's after work? How about a drink now?

"Gahaha! Not to mention one drink. I'll hang out with you for as many drinks as I want!

"Did you say that? I can't lose, either!

Like us, you must have come after today's work. Among the guilds, the inflexible Dwarf adventurers were interested in reporting requests and serving alcohol with their peers. Whatever he did, he behaved like a dwarf, luxuriously. I was wondering if the dwarves of Crocus, unlike the others, were all mild temperaments, but the boulders are the kind of guys who become adventurers. Relieved in a way.

Now, it has been a long time since I visited this guild, but its forms are almost identical, such as the establishment of a liquor store in the guild, and the request method using a giant bulletin board. Even if it was an unfamiliar place to go, there wouldn't be any particular trouble if you were an adventurer. If I were to mention something different from Ardelheit, where the interior is a little fancy, and then there is no suspicious grandfather at the reception?

"Welcome. What can I do for you today?

For that reason, it was the adorable receptionist who welcomed us. They waited quite a while until the order came around to see if it was as popular as it looked. The weights in me are greater than the healing that my young lady is in charge of, the stress of being eaten precious time by a wait that is only wasted. Shit, I'm trying to put one or so suspicious grandfathers in reception.

"I want you to confirm that you have fulfilled the request. This is the requisition."

"Let me take a look. The requisition is from the steel tree. - Huh? This... I'm sorry. May I ask your representative's name?

"It's Derris Farrenheit."

"You're Mr. Derris...... one moment please"

That said, the receptionist leaves the reception counter and goes to the clerk.

"Is that it? What's going on?

"The contents of the requisition are the contents. You went to see if that request was real, or something like that."

"Uh, it was the one who came to Nell's sister, or something like that."

"I knew it was an awesome request ~"

Still, if I were you, I'd root for the guild to smooth things out. But how many minutes today was exploration & workout in the thoughtful half. I was in the hospital room until this morning and I couldn't even walk, and I'm going to cut it off if I can't help it around here.

Then would I have waited about a minute? An earlier receptionist came back to the counter looking busy. I admire her hard work that you were sooner than I thought.

"Thank you for waiting. Dear Derris, confirmation of the fulfillment of the request will be provided in a separate room. Please come this way."

"Aye. You guys, let's go."

"Yes."

"Ugh."

………

I can see the gaze of the other adventurers lined up at the reception stabbing me in the back. That's right. I rarely get guided to a separate room just to confirm my request. Furthermore, the call from the receptionist has changed from plain to like. A creature called Adventurer is something that surprisingly draws attention to those elements.

"Hey, they were both in the stomach. Make them grandchildren."

"Huh. Keep it up. Keep it up."

"I want you to be something else."

"Mm-hmm."

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"Master? Suddenly I look back, what's wrong?

"... nothing. Something unexpected just happened."

"Ha ha, what happened that Derris' husband couldn't have predicted?"

You think the adventurers Dwarves, who were Dwarf Dwarves just now, will suddenly have a sobering tone and a serene expression? But, um... I'm still not sure about Crocus' dwarf. Until just now, I was just speaking standard language, what is it? No, I don't think about it in depth.

"This way. Please come in."

And well, when I was doing that, the receptionist put us through what seemed like an appraisal room. There was a dwarf in the room with a long white mustache, such as the mighty warrior, and a grandfather who seemed to be tightly crossed to the reception in some guild.

"Grandpa Jol!

"Mm, Harna, did you and Toko go together?"

"What the hell, Georgia, do you know him?

Yes, it's everyone's receptionist, Grandpa Joel. Neighbor's Battle-Scarred Dwarf is the first to meet, but he's probably the head of the guild here. The atmosphere is long (saggy) and definitely.

"Oh, what are you hiding, Teng himself in the crocus commotion, this Delis?"

"Hey, when are you gonna tell me like I'm the culprit? I'm more of a problem solver, right?

"The children in the back are not Derris' disciples. This cute look far outweighs me when it comes to strength."

"Well, that's awesome. Ladies, how many levels are there?

"I'm level eight!

"Huhun, I'm level nine."

Mm-hmm. Ignore it. You ignored me, Miss Joel...!

"Has 9 come to 8? That's not true, I'm convinced he stabbed the Daihachi demon with a stop. Aren't you strong enough to line up with Ardelheit's Captain Nell?

"No, no, no, no, because I'm just like Nell's sister, and there's so much more to it! Because I can't!

"Sorry, I've never beaten Mr. Nell yet. Sorry for the impudence..."

"How reluctant are you, Captain Nell..."

"I guess it's the undisputed Octopus class. So, this Derris is Nell's husband and former fellow adventurer. If you ask the name of" Black Iron, "your lord would know, wouldn't he?

"Ooh, when it's too belly black and the iron stains black, Georgia has been talking about it for a long time, you know!

Georgia, hey, what fake news are you spreading...!

"You're late in your introduction, Lord Derris and his disciples. My name is Bulk, and I'm running this guild. Well, if you were married to Captain Nell, it wouldn't be weird to accomplish this request."

"Nice to meet you..." Wait, wait. I'm the one who married you, right?

"Oops, this guy excused me. I said the opposite because you're such a hero."

"No, Mr. Bulk. Mr. Nell is a maiden in front of his master, so make no mistake."

"" Tell me more about it. ""

Jizzy, seriously, calm down. Depending on the matter, the flames of Nell's anger will fall all over this area. Metaphor Even if it were a shade of light, it would probably be because of the high firepower.

"We're not here to talk to the public. I just need you to confirm your request.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that one. Anyway, I'm like this age, so I don't have eyes for other people's sex work. I mean, the Dwarves around here are impressed by the Queen, and they're all like that. Be careful when talking about other divinations and fashions. I'm gonna change the color of your eyes and eat you up."

Fancy has enough...

"Was the request about the root of the steel tree? If it's the size of this appraisal room, well, it doesn't matter what you put out. Well, let me show you the results of the request."

"Okay, I need an unauthorized appraisal."

"Oh, what are you talking about, I don't..."

Zune! Dawn! Garn! And me and Hal each took out our proud demon stones.