Boukensha ni Naritai to Miyako ni Deteitta Musume ga S Rank ni Natteta

The weather is great. Although it is a strong sunlight in early summer, it is not yet violent enough to pierce the skin. Vegetables planted in the field are growing fast after receiving a full sunshine. The chickens run around, and the shepherds goats with goats and sheep to a nearby pasture. Berglyph, crouching in the furrow and grazing, stood up and stretched. Sweat flows on the forehead.

"Oh ... hot"

It's not summer yet, but it's hot if you're exercising. Even the sun spurs it. Kelly's follow-up son, Burns, came in and screamed wildly.

"Well, what are you doing, Bell!" "Hmm? Burns? What the weeding ...?" "It's okay because our servants do it!" That's why ... "" Then our job will be gone! "" Well, that's right, that's right ... "" Hey, my father was calling and saying, here and here. "

Being driven by Burns, Bergryf grinned and entered the shade of the arbor.

In the arbor, Kelly sat while looking at the books. She is completely fleshy and fat, and she has a good-looking body wrapped in good-quality clothes. He was no longer a manager, and in fact he was less likely to stand in the field.

Bergryf was grazing in a field on Kerry's farm. Kelly is now known as the best farmer in the village. He works extensively in the fields, has one hundred and fifty sheep, and hundreds of goats, and has opened a spinning and cheese making workshop to provide work for the villagers. Bergryph is not hired by Kelly, but often helps others in the fields between his field work and mountain work. Kelly is one of them. Kelly laughed when he noticed Bergriff.

"Yo bell. Now you're picking grass in our field?" "Well, because it's so full of grass ..." "Hahhh, it's an enemy! I hope you appreciate mountain work, educating the children, and everyone for exterminating the monsters. "

Berglyph scratched his head like Kelly said.

"I don't want to be thankful for that." "Uhaha, that's a good place for you! Hey, Burns! Bring wine! And new cheese!"

The shouting son runs quickly.

"Hey, do you drink during the day?" "It's not just a booze. I tried a new recipe for cheese. Ask the peddler who came to this Maemura." "Hey ... wine?"

Bergriff asked, looking at the bottle of wine he had brought. I don't have any labels. Kelly laughed at him.

"I actually grew vines a few years ago. I thought it would become a new industry in the village." "... Oh, no reclaimed land!"

Kelly laughed and poured wine into the glass. Crimson liquid splashes in the glass. Six years ago, Kelly launched a plan to clear the wasteland near the village. The quality of the soil was not bad, but a lizard monster appeared during the clearing, and it seemed that the plan had been abandoned. However, Bergliff and Angeline defeated the demon, and the wasteland was cleared and the fields were fine. I wasn't thinking of becoming a vineyard.

The wine was a bit harsh but strong and tasty.

"Nice." "I see. How about. Is it going to be for sale?"

Bergryf included another sip and played in his mouth.

"It's a bit astringent, but not bad. A little improvement will make it a good sale."

Kelly laughed happily after hearing that.

"It's safe. It's still small and small, but I'm thinking of planting more seedlings this year. Help me then." "Of course ... cheese isn't good." "Yes.

Then the forty men faced each other, biting cheese and licking wine. Kelly said, as I remembered.

"... Are you doing Anger well?" "Well, I haven't heard much since last year." "Hey, okay, that's okay." "It's safe to say nothing." "I trust my child." "Haha. I got a letter saying I got S rank last year. I don't have any news. I'm sure I'm busy." "Oh, that's the best rating of an adventurer's guild." "Hey, that abandoned child ... it's a big deal." "Oh ... I'm a proud girl."

Five years have passed since Angelin went to the city of Orphen. Bergliff is 42 years old this year. The supple, tight body, as opposed to the overweight Kelly, did not feel any age-related decline. However, his face was deeply carved, and his chin was covered with the same red-haired beard as his hair. At that time, flapping and Burns ran.

"Father, caravan came! Letter to Belle! From Angers!" "Oh! That's great! It's a good time, Belle!"

Berggriff smiled and received a letter from Burns, opening it. Kelly and Barnes also watch Bergriff reading the letter with a flaky look.

"Hmm ... hmm" "What, what? How are you?"

Bergliff looked up and smiled.

"It seems they will come home after a long vacation at the end of the month." "Oh ...!"

Kelly stood up involuntarily.

"That's hard. Let's do it." "Hey, you don't have to be too nervous." I don't really feel it. "

But imagine. After five years, Angelin is already seventeen. I'm sure he's growing. What do you do with your short cut hair? Did he look mature too? I'm glad to see the child's growth. Even if you look at the children in the village, that's the case, so if you become your daughter, you'll be alive. If you think so, I guess it will be fun. Berggriff smiled and poured wine into a glass and raised it.

"Cheers to Angers."

Bergliff thought that lunch was a good thing.

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A dark-haired girl stood angry at the reception of the adventurer's guild in the corner of the city of Orphen. The receptionist is pale and shivering. Adventurers hang out inside the building, but everyone is nervous, breathing and silent. The dark-haired girl wears lightly armored, easy-to-move armor, with a sword on her waist. Adventurer. The dark hair that is long enough to reach the waist is bundled casually, and the eyes with a little sleepy eyes are as dark as the hair. His black eyes were burning without trying to hide his anger, and the receptionist was staring at the piercing eyes.

"... I would have said that I would take a long vacation from tomorrow."

The receptionist shouted and said.

"Well, um, but that was the plan, but there were reports of the emergence of disaster class monsters around the city of Garda ...

Yes, the black-haired girl is Angeline. Five years after leaving the village of Tornella. The 17-year-old girl grew tall, and although his face remained somewhat innocent, he became an adult. Angelin groaned without trying to cover up the grumpy.

"Why I have to get out. I can do something above A rank, like a disaster class. Do something like pulling out of S rank until I withdraw my precious vacation ...!" However, the AA-ranked party went to defeat first, but it seems to have failed ... "

Angelin hit the reception counter with a fist. The marble counter cracked and reached the floor. The receptionist fainted, but managed to hold on.

"What incompetence ... where and when ... I'm pulled out because I make a mistake ...!"

Angelin, who emits a black aura, throws her dissatisfaction like a curse.

"Since the rank S, there are only difficult requests from one to the next .... I don't have time to write a letter to my dad. I can't even go home! Even though we've been fighting for nearly a year, why are there only one disaster class monster coming out ......... and why we're leaving it untouched ...! What are the other adventurers doing? There! "

While saying so, Angelin looked silently at the lobby, shrinking towards the adventurers. Adventurers are sneaking uncomfortably, turning their backs and looking away. Angelin snorted wildly and hit the counter again. Cracks have grown.

"I'm sorry!" "Cho, cho, Anger, calm down!" "That's right.

Until now, two girls who had been watching this exchange with a shaky look stopped Angelin. Angelin exhaled and looked at the receptionist. shouted.

"Details! Fast!" "Hah, yes!"

The receptionist handed Angelina a paper with the lid and details of the request. Angelin snapped his nose and snapped his heels.

"Millie, Aane. I'm always at the bar."

Then he left the building. The inside of the guild, which has calmed down, begins to buzz as if it can finally breathe. The reception lady pressed her chest and took a deep breath.

"I was scared ... this is the first time Angelin has been so angry ..." "I'm sorry. I don't usually get so angry. Hey, Arne?"

A girl with a fluffy hair, a triangular cap, a blue-tone robe, and a fluffy atmosphere said. A wizard named Miriam, an AAA rank wizard. She is 18 years older than Angeline, but she is the youngest because she is short.

"Um ... I'm new to that Anger."

A maroon short-haired girl standing next nodded. She is Anessa. He is also an AAA ranked adventurer and specializes in bows. The oldest nineteen year old at a party. He acts as a brake for Angeline and Miriam, who tend to run away. Miriam and Anessa are angeline party members.

After comforting the receptionist, they took him out of the guild and headed for the bar where Angelin was waiting. In the tavern, Angelin was still eating grilled duck in a grumpy manner. Perhaps because of the unpleasant grumpiness, there are no customers around the area. The two men sat down with bitter smiles. Angelin sharpened his mouth.

“Slow,” “Sorry,” “Well, was this long vacation so important?”

Parties with S-rank adventurers are sought after by high-ranking monster opponents and highly challenging dungeons. Originally, adventurers, etc., are half free and leave and work on their own, but the situation is different when it comes to S rank. Some beasts can only be dealt with in higher ranks.

Demon beasts also have a rating, and if they become A or higher rank monsters, they are called disaster grade, and lower rank adventurers will not be able to stand up. Then, in the end, higher rank adventurers must come out. Therefore, as the rank rises, guilds are more likely to work unilaterally than to choose their own. In short, it looks like you're working in a mid-guild. Therefore, there is a concept of vacation above A rank.

But in fact, I don't have time to take mid-long vacations. Nevertheless, Angelin was loud enough to take a break for a long time, and indeed he cleared up a series of difficult subjugation and capture requests. So this is just ahead of the free schedule, so I don't know how to get sick. However, it is overkill.

Angelin was irritated and chewed the duck meat and poured it vigorously with grape water. He exhaled greatly and fell on the table as if disappointed.

"I thought I could meet my dad ..." "Dad ..." "Ange, sometimes you say that? What kind of person is Anger's dad?" Strong and cool, proud dad. "

While saying, Angelin looked somewhere far away. Looks ecstatic. Miriam and Anessa smiled bitterly and grabbed the drink they had brought.

"What is your father an adventurer?" "Yes ... I learned from him both the sword and the basics of an adventurer. But I haven't even applied a sword to him ..."

Miriam and Anessa freeze involuntarily. When Angelin appeared in the guild five years ago, she had beaten alone a group of thug adventurers who were involved in half-teasing teasing as a little girl. That's not a great story, but the adventurers were B-ranked parties. A 12-year-old girl who had not yet been registered with the guild was treated by B-ranked adventurers with little to no competition.

In less than a year, the girl ran to B rank in less than a year and to S rank in four years, and is now one of the most powerful players in the Principality, dubbed the Black Haired Maiden. In short, when he appeared in the guild at the age of twelve, Angelin's ability was indispensable, but if he could not get a sword against him, his father would not be the only one It seems.

"Wow, that's amazing, Ange's father ..."

Miriam said, Angelin nodded with glittering eyes.

"Yeah, it's amazing. But it's not only strong but it's very kind ..." "Isn't it a pretty well-known adventurer?"

As Annessa said, Angelin stepped up to say she was waiting.

"Yeah, the crying" Red Demon "Bergglyph is also my dad. That's my dad." "... That's right." "Hey, uh ..."

Who? Both Miriam and Anessa thought, but Angelin was so confident that he didn't know. The two convinced themselves that they would be famous adventurers just because they didn't know.

But, of course, this is Angeline's choice. No, he's really serious and doesn't think he'll let it go. Bergliff never had two names, but Angelin looked at his father's redhead and thought that if he would give his father an alias, he was the only "red demon." In short, Angelin's diagonal filial piety shows that his father is so strong and gentle that he can't forgive his father who knows anything in the countryside.

Angelin, who was proud of his father and regained some mood, extended the details of the request. Miriam murmurs while looking at the map.

"It's a town in Garda. It's about three days by horse." "Um ... and Wyvern. It's troublesome.

Looked at Angelin and breathed involuntarily. Angelin, who looks like Hannya, was staring at Wyvern's photo-realism in the details of the request.

"... Is this crushing my vacation ... I forgive me. I'll cut it into pieces and feed it to pigs ..."

Angelin, dressed in a black aura again, stood up dashingly.

"Everybody goes ... like a flying lizard, puts away in an instant ...!"

They nodded without saying anything.

A week later, the monster Wyvern scared the city of Garda and was suddenly dropped by a black-haired adventurer.