Black Summoner

Our journey resumed and we finally made it to Trage. It is only called the Water Country, it is a sea-facing city making, with many large wooden ships docked in the harbor. Perhaps the building is Japanese-style because Trage, the ancestor who launched the city, was a transworldly reincarnation. I kind of miss the clothes of the people walking around the city imitating kimonos. Maybe his real name was Tiger Next.

"Wow, just one side of water! So this is the ocean!

"It's beautiful..."

The first two people to see the vast ocean leap their breasts. I've never seen such a bright blue and beautiful sea, either. At this level, you can only see it in foreign destinations like magazines and TV.

"Are you all new to Trage? I was surprised at first."

"Yeah, it's really great"

If I don't even have a load of carriages, I just want to sprinkle them in the seawater bath right away, but it doesn't work either. We have to take two of the bandits we captured on the way to the Alliance, the Black Wind. After that, after questioning both female bandits and their children, Serra's dreams (Hypnosis) allowed her to elicit information. Now we both sleep well in the carriage.

Here's the information I was able to pull out. First and foremost, the black wind had been resurrected. No, am I right to say that I pretended to be devastated? A Class A Adventurer Party, supposedly defeated by the Black Wind, was replacing the bandit's head. The man, who was the leader of the black wind, was indeed torn by these adventurers and it was publicly announced that the black wind had been dismantled by being offered its neck to the guild. However, with the exception of the members lost in the battle at that time, the majority of black-style members actually survived. The mastermind who manipulated the survival in the shadows and made us attack this time is called the A-Class Adventurer. Unfortunately, I couldn't get to the name. He doesn't seem to have revealed his identity in the black wind that led him to be his subordinate. The home base has also changed places from time to time, and it has not been defined as such. That said, I don't have an A-level adventurer early, so I'm going to find out soon. Let's check the area with the guild.

Secondly, the current black wind was found to be manipulative as the main activity. It seems to be part of this, too, that they were after Effil and Serra. Female bandits Karna and others, led by black-style executives, appear to be carrying out similar operations in various locations. Also, because the black wind itself was a high level of population, it could not be fattened by the general adventurer's escort, and by deliberately concealing evidence, it prevented the Alliance and surrounding countries from knowing its existence. Grabbing also targets adventurers and is sold as a slave. Says these are the instructions of a new head Class A adventurer.

"Hey, let's turn these guys over quickly. I'd love to see the ocean closer. And I want to fish!

Whoa, Selah couldn't wait to rush me. Effil is silent, but uncommonly softened. I guess the inside feels the same as Serra.

"Right. Let's head to the guild."

"Then I'll show you. This way, sir."

Relying on Grandma's guide, he walked out to the Adventurer's Guild in Trage.

- Trage Adventurer Guild and Reception Counter

"Ku, black wind!? Is that solid information?!?

"I'm easy to cover. This adventurer helped us where the carriage was attacked."

Hand over the black wind at the guild reception and explain how it has been so far. Thanks to your grandmother's presence, we're going to be able to proceed without delay.

"Uh, you're from the Pars branch. Excuse me, may I see your guild card?

I present a golden guild card. Guild cards are color-coded by Adventurer Rank. It feels like I said blue for F and red for E. From there the ranks take you up and change to green, copper, silver, and gold. Class A, I'm a golden man.

"Oh, were you a class A adventurer!? Thank you very much!

"I thought he was strong, but I didn't know he was an A-level adventurer..."

"Yes, so deal with it accordingly."

Serra, why are you so proud of me?

"No, you don't have to worry about it. than that-"

Communicate black-style information obtained through interrogation. The Adventurer Alliance has branches in every country. The information conveyed here will be conveyed to all places immediately. Hopefully this will stop the crowd from grabbing at all...

"Don't you know where the adventurer who crusaded the old black wind is? Probably the main culprit."

Ephil asks.

"I'm sorry. I can't judge this matter by myself, so I'll call the one above me. Please come to this visitors' room."

They took us to the reception. We'll be put through the room. Wait a few minutes...

- Gacha.

It was an elderly woman who opened the door. When I lift my hips out of my chair, Serra gets up in a hurry, too. Effil is already holding back behind me.

"Nice to meet you. It's a mist from the Guild Branch of the Trage Nation, Guild Leader."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Kelvin, the adventurer."

Shake hands and face this woman named Mist across the table.

"I've heard from Rio. Hehe, his stories these days are all about you guys. It's very unusual for Rio to come in here."

Does Rio and Mr. Misto have AC?

"I have a lot to take care of for the Rio Guild Director. And that's surprising. I'm not gonna show you that kind of gesture in front of me."

"Because he has some bigotry. I won't put it on the table, but I think I appreciate it a lot."

"I hope so"

Even so, that Rio is about me. It's a complicated feeling because there are so many memories embedded in the trap.

"There's a lot going on in Rio, isn't there? He's been doing that for a long time."

"How long have you two known each other?

"It's been twenty years, but me and Rio were adventurers at the same party. Rio. What an 'analyst'. I was called by two names. I used to peek into other people's status."

"Ha ha, that's the mouth I've been seen too"

The bickering continues there and finally gets to the point.

"So, I'm going to talk about the black wind..."

"Yes, the receptionist has told us about the information Mr. Kelvin obtained. Informed by A-class adventurers, the captivity of the executor, and even your Rudd, a witness, is a famous man on the road. I also take care of you as a guild from time to time. We decided it was highly credible, and we handled the transmission to the guild branches everywhere."

Grandma again, was Mr. Rudd actually a well-known person, too? "I'm not making a big deal out of it," Rudd rubs his head as he lights up. Mr. Mist's work is also quick.

"And it's about the adventurer who did the black-style crusade and his party..."

Mr. Mist breathes down.

"We are currently staying in this Trage"