Black Summoner

Spread the seats in the end room of the dungeon and add chopsticks to Effil's special lunch box, which is a little too luxurious for a picnic lunch box. Yeah, today and today. Berry Berry Delicious. Tasty enough to convince me that no more lunches would exist in the world.

"... ugh!...... ugh!?

"Oh, well."

"... (Hagu)"

So, across the street from me satisfied that way, the customers in the currently off-limits dungeon are interested in eating the fork they loaned in a one-handed, selfless fashion. Every bite he takes, the colored man exposes his weird face, the slightly-aged lady alternates between "oh" and "well," and the little wizard girl in a tongari hat scratches the dish into her mouth silently. It's a lively dining landscape in many ways.

"Ha! Hey, why am I even getting a meal thick......!? No matter how good your face is, there are times when you have to be reasonable! I'm not in a position to get this kind of treat!

It may be more noisy than busy.

"Don't worry about that. That's what I asked you to do."

"But...!

"More than that, is it time for you to introduce yourself? If I may be rude, I don't know you very well."

"Hey, excuse me for this. I'm a class A adventurer, Cinzel. Speaking of one of the pub's three greatest adventurers, an overly beautiful adventurer, can you tell by the boulders?

"No, not at all"

"Eh?

"My name is Respect. I can't hide the age-related decay, but I'm using my years to manage to outrun adventurers."

"............ (Hagu)"

"This girl, Ice, as you can see, is a lovely magician."

"You're Mr. Respect and Ice. Best regards,"

"Huh!? hey, why salute Lady Respect!?

I don't know why, but Cinzir is stunned. My face is so loud.

"No, it's normal to salute someone on the lookout. Mr. Respect uses his respectful language."

"Oh, you know what? I see, then I'm convinced. By the way, I'll be twenty this year. Mr. Kelvin, do you have some?

"Twenty-three"

"Ok, then ok! God, I'm back on my feet!

I wonder what that is, this sense of ready-to-see. Oh, okay. If you think this aesthetic and noisy, resembles someone you've met recently, you're Dean of Art at Lumiest. I guess that's not true because of the different races, but I have as much affinity as relatives.

"Thank you so much for that and this delicious lunch as in heaven! Our party is occasionally made by Lady Respect, but I couldn't take a pull from it! In short, it was delicious!

"That's good"

"No, my cooking isn't even underfoot. It was so uninterrupted lunch. I want to learn to cook for you next time."

"............ (Hagu)"

"Then I'll introduce you next time. Looks like it suited Ice's taste, too, and please come with me. For the record, I'm off work for an adventurer, and I'm sure Ephil would love that."

"Well, is Mr. Effil that Mr. Effil? Translation...... Closed...... Fair enough!

I wonder what it is, and it's an established sense of vision. Oh, okay. I like this rumor and feel like I can guess things on my own, and I look just like the mist guild manager. Probably, but Mr. Respect has as much affinity as a mist guild chief and neighbor.

"............ (Hagu)"

"Hey, delicious? I recommend this dessert. Why don't you try it?

"............ (Kokukoku)"

Looks like Lion got along with Ice quickly. In short, healing. It wasn't if it was soothing. It's time to get down to business.

"Cynthia, I've been close to you for lunch, and can I ask you a few questions?

"Yeah, sure. If you can answer me, you can answer me anything!

"Then the first one. Now that this dungeon is off-limits, why are Cynthia and the others here? From what I've seen, I don't feel like a badly behaved adventurer, and there's a reason, right? Oh, by the way, we're getting a special request from General Singh, so no reverse questions for us."

"... eh? Were you forbidden to enter? No, it's a whole new piece of information, it..."

A decent cingier. Apparently he wasn't even lying, and he didn't know it for real.

"Mr. Kelvin and I headed to this place shortly after we made a mistake at Alliance headquarters the other day, so maybe we misplaced the newspaper that forbids us from entering and maybe we misplaced it."

Mr. Respect supplemented me. Yeah, it seemed like sudden news, and that could be enough.

"I see, is that what happened... Mr. Kelvin, I'm sorry for overlapping you. Though not heard, the guild's decision is absolute for the adventurer. I'm a complete leader. It's my fault. I honestly spare you letting go of the unexplored dungeon, but it is Mr. Kelvin, who has been named Director General Singh, who is rightfully entitled to explore this place. Let's just say we return home."

"Wait, wait, don't be so hasty. I still need to ask you something."

Stand up from the seat and hold on to Cinzil and Mr. Respect as they try to leave the scene. Only Ice remained seated, still obsessed with lunch boxes.

"Yeah? I don't mind that, but what more do you want me to ask?

"Can you tell me about the top adventurers working in this country? I know you do, but it's only been a shallow day since we got to Puff. I know a lot about my peers."

"Oh, I want to hear it too. I want to hear it! What kind of people are pub-top adventurers?

"Khun...... (hungry......)"

"-! The boulders are S-class adventurers, aren't they a good heart! With a slight force, this is what I'll tell you! First of all, you know me, Cinzel, the beauty adventurer on the continent..."

Cinzil rides on to the seat again as her eyes shine. How strongly you wanted to theorize about yourself, the speed of that decision was not unusual. The explanation itself was unusual and lengthy, so let me discount it here. To sum up, it seems that Ice is an orthodox devil's guide to manipulating the ice, a militant whose Cinzir can use magic as well as all-purpose whipping, and whose Mr. Respect also detects traps from unlocking the crate. They're all with the top A-level adventurers (self-proclaimed).

"I wonder if Paul and Oddrad's party would be named after the same three great adventurers if they were hands-on other than me. You already know Mr. Kelvin about Paul, don't you? Rumor has it your ladies couldn't figure out the original shape of your face, so I heard it was already a bummer."

"No, no, no... they sold the fight, but they didn't get their hands on it, and they said they didn't even bump it that far. I just stunned him and knocked him in the barrel."

"Really? There were stories about burying that barrel in the dirt or sinking it at the bottom of the ocean..."

Hey, what kind of image do you guys have of me? No, well, I'm sure the S-class adventurer handled explosives in the Adventurer's Register.

"Well, that's it. Kelvin, who easily kicked Paul and the others with a lot of parties and excellent overall strength, is still amazing. Especially since the brightest adventurer in Class A right now is definitely us first!

"Paul of Overall Strength, Cinzel of the Conscious System, and... I see. So, what about the guy named Oddrad who stays?

"You're a power-based party that doesn't use any magic. He must have been next to me when I saw Mr. Kelvin at Alliance headquarters. Don't you remember? I think he stood out in a bad way because he's always shouting for nothing."

Oh, that time. I thought you said something about Goldiana. Is that why our party is so proud of its power? I just don't think Gordiana is the only power. As powerful as that power is, it's the combination of martial arts skill, tough mentality, overwhelming knowledge and experience that makes you a superman. If you want your muscles to be righteous, I want you to work so hard.

But I see. As a matter of course, the members selected by General Singh will be among them. Now, how should we work out?