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

When I pushed the door of the room open, the summer breeze that came from behind blew in to overtake it. In the afternoon, the sun was shining through the open windows, and I saw dust rising from the floor. A boy with hay-colored hair, lying on a bed by the wall, but apparently blurred with his upper body raised, looked down at him.

"Yo", "How are you?" "Isn't it bad?

The boy rounded his back and coughed extensively. Then I hold my chest and bitter and frown.

"I can't heal my throat ..."

The red-haired boy looked half-staggered, took out an apple from the basket he brought and hit his knife.

In a recent dungeon search, the hay-colored boy stepped on a trap and drank poison smoke. Fortunately, there was no reminder, but he had to sleep for a few days, during which time the other three alone, or each of them, had been working on a small request. Today, the red-haired boy has just returned home for herbal medicine. The boy with hay-colored hair muttered while biting on the presented apple.

"Hey, it's not like you're stopping here ..." "I'm rushed and there's no spec. It's a profitable life." "That's right. "Well," "What about the other two people?"

The red-haired boy bites the apple with a cool face. The boy with hay-colored hair leaned against the wall beside the bed with a smooth face.

"... It's bad. Somehow from tomorrow, it's soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooier." ...... I think it's going to be chronic ...

Then the door of the room opened and an elf girl and a brown-haired boy came in.

"Hey, how are you?" "Oh, it's not bad, but coughing ..." Hey, it's decided. "

The brown-haired boy laughed from it.

"Uruse, what are you doing today?" "I've been searching for you all."

The elven girl says, lining up the contents of the bag on the table. There are many kinds of herbs, nuts, and bottles of ether oil. The brown-haired boy grinned.

"I walked around here and finally made it. Thank you."

The brown-haired boy and the elf girl chopped herbs and nuts into small containers and poured ether oil into them. The red-haired boy looked at it with a funny face.

"What do you do?" "I do this. Yes, bring your face closer and inhale."

An elf girl held a bowl and presented it to the bed. The hay-colored boy, with a suspicious face, approached his face over the container and exhaled.

"... I don't want to sue you." "Isn't the mussel in the throat a little healed?" "Sure. Will it be cured by this?" "No, no. I guess the throat itself is rough. "

The hay-colored boy dropped his shoulders disappointed. The brown-haired boy and the elf girl look away.

"Okay. If you inhale, it will subside for a while and carry around ..." "Whether you carry the liquid. Even if the type of medicine is increasing, will it be immediately recognizable?"

The red-haired boy folded his arms to think for a while, but soon opened his mouth.

"Is it just that you extract the ingredients with ether oil?" "Yes, that's right, so if you can extract it, it's okay to take out herbs." "Ether oil has a coagulant ... And if you carry it around like a smell bag, it won't mix with anything else. "

The brown-haired boy clapped his hand.

"That's it! Good idea! How can you do it?"

The elf girl nodded.

"Yes ... I can adjust the amount of coagulant to vaporize it. Well, you notice a good point." "No, well ..."

The red-haired boy scratched his head. The hay-colored boy bites an apple.

"Is it possible to go from tomorrow? Yeah! Let's get back the late!" "It's good to be overpowered, but don't rush again." "If you need another medicine, it's a hassle. "Hehehe" "Wow, please understand!"

The hay-colored boy turned his mouth and turned away. An elf girl is giggling.

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Just by separating one stone wall at the checkpoint, I felt like I was in a foreign country. In fact, the country is different here beyond the checkpoint. Even though the town didn't change much, the people who came and went seemed to have more Tildisian features and felt more spicy. Even though the cityscape is the same, the design of the building looks different from the imperial one. Even if it's a matter of concern, it's no use whilst your heart swells and fidgets. Angelin sighed, looking around.

"I feel like the air is different." "No, I just came out of the checkpoint. Doesn't change so much?" "... Really think so, Arne?" "Hmmm ... mmmm ..."

Anessa seemed to have come to a foreign country somehow, and she folded her arms. Miriam also seems to be having some fun, and Marguerite is radiating joy from the whole body. Either way, there's no way you can just float. However, when looking at the Berggryph, he feels calm, but his eyes are swimming in a stiff manner. Only Kashim is really resolute.

Angeline was glad, he was with him, and he was embraced in Bergriff's arm.

"What do you want to do? Search for caravans?" "Yes ... Is it quicker to go through the guild?" "Well. If you receive an escort request, you'll get money and maybe two birds with one stone."

Kasim said and laughed. Certainly, I have two Kassim and S-rank adventurers. In addition, Anessa and Miriam are AAA and Marguerite are lower ranks, but they are higher rank equivalents, not to mention Berggriff. Everyone in this camp will want to pay and hire. Angelin smiled and put her strength in her arms.

"Now let's go to the guild, dad." "Oh, but it's an unfamiliar city, so you have to get lost ..."

Berglyph narrowed his eyes, looked around, found the sign, and slowly began walking. The streets are wide because of wagons, and large and small shops are lined up on both sides. There were some peddlers who seemed to be starting business immediately after leaving the checkpoint.

There was a guild down the dusty avenue and into Yokocho. It is a large two-storey building made of stone and wood, and people constantly enter and leave. I couldn't get inside because it was crowded, and some people with adventure-like style were hanging around the building.

The inside is very busy. It's as busy as the Orguin Guild. Bergliff stroked his beard.

"Well, what should I do ... I'd rather go to the reception and talk to me ..." "I think it's quicker for Angers and Casim to go."

Anessa said. Berggriff nods.

"Yes, it might be easier for S-rank adventurers to talk. Can you ask for both?" "Hmm! Leave it to me!"

I'm glad you can rely on Bergglyph. Angelin smiled and pulled Kasim to the reception. Kasim has a funny face. It seems that there is a reception for exclusive use of high rank adventurers just like Orphen. It was empty compared to the reception in front. A small guild accepts both lower and higher ranks together, but as the number of adventurers increases, there are many places to change the reception depending on the rank.

I will go to the counter soon. The receptionist smiled.

"Hello, in your message you went How about today?" "...... of looking for a person to south along the mountain range."

Angelin said so and put a gold plate on the counter. The receptionist flutters her eyes.

"Wow, S rank ... Is it okay to ask for an escort?" "Yes. Oira and others are on a trip, so the commission fee can be cheap."

The receptionist fluttered on the second plate that Kassim put out.

"Two S-rank adventurers ... I see. I'll try to find it, so please fill it out here."

Fill out the parchment given by the receptionist. The receptionist was surprised at seeing it.

"What is Angelin ..." Is the "black-haired war maiden" awarded by His Excellency the Grand Duchy of Estgal? "" Well, yeah "

Angelin scratched his head, as far as his name was known. The receptionist dyed her cheeks excitedly while alternating between parchment and Angeline.

"Hiee, isn't he the hero of the Demon King killing! What can we find ..."

Competition is tremendous when too high-ranking adventurers get cheaper commissions. In that case, the guild must make good adjustments to avoid confusion. In some cases, the guild may directly speak to the client. In any case, it is always the case to take the form of a request that takes into account the adventurers. Of course, these are the privileges of higher rank adventurers. Lower rank adventurers can't pick and choose requests, and good jobs are highly competitive. Because you are an influential person, you can get the guild to work. The receptionist turned over the string-bound file, wrinkling her eyebrows.

"Well, how long have you been staying at Jovem?" "I haven't decided yet. If I find someone traveling south, I'm going to go with them ... because Tildis is an unfamiliar land." … So it ’s not round-trip… Hmm …… along the mountains… and one-way ”“ I'm not in a hurry, so I'm looking for it. It's okay to come back tomorrow? ”“ Oh, yes! Thank you! I'm grateful.

The receptionist was shy as relieved. Kasim closes the plate and puts on a bowler hat again.

"Okay, let's go back, Angers. I've come to Jovem, and even if I hang around today, the punishment won't hit me."

Angelin nodded. The day is still high, and it seems to be fun to explore a foreign town once you have decided on a hotel. You can't buy much luggage, but it's a good buy.

When I returned to the lobby alongside Kasim, it was noisy. As I peek into the space between the people, Bergriff struggles to pinch the rampaging Marguerite from behind. At the feet, men in adventure costumes rolled and moaned.

"Ola! When's next! Look sweet!" "Mary, let's do it! Don't be rampage!" "Uruset! Release bell! Don't lick it because it's an elf!"

Marguerite was struggling high and flapping hands, but suddenly stopped working as if it had been tied. Marguerite bows down in a confused manner.

"What is it?" "What are you doing, this shy horse?"

Kassim said he was amazed. Apparently he used magic to immobilize Marguerite. Bergliff gasped and rolled Marguerite to the floor. Marguerite calls out, "Kashm, remember!" Angelin approached, frowning.

"What happened?"

Anessa, who looked silently behind her, said:

"I bought a sold fight." "Yes. That's not unusual."

Miriam giggled. The elf's neat appearance is eye-catching. At first, the men who approached Marguerite for the purpose of picking up them seemed to be laughing with curse when they thought they would not be treated. And Marguerite was furious and beat the men in a blink of an eye.

Marguerite's feelings are well understood, as both Anessa and Miriam were experiencing when they were just starting out. So they only looked silently, but Bergliff desperately stopped. So he sighed in a tired state.

"I don't say I'm angry, but it's a bit more comfortable ..." "Noisy bell! The adventurer will end if licked!"

Marguerite aroused more than he could. He took the rolling men in a hurry of fellow guys. Surrounding people look at it with an interesting face. Casim bowed down and pounded Marguerite's head.

"I'm glad that I'm so bloody, but what am I doing when I'm in Jovem until I find a request? "I'll tell Ji-chan?" "Oh! That's a foul!"

Marguerite slouched like a caterpillar. Angeline gigs.

"I'm fine and okay ... I'm looking for an inn, can't you find it?" I decided to come again. "

After seeing the laughing Casim, Bergliff shrugged.

"If you think about it ... I understand. Some things I want to buy a little.

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They came out of the guild and walked along the street. There are many people and many inns. So I wonder what to do. I looked into some inns and asked, but it was full. Marguerite, finally released away from the guild, muttered around his wrists and ankles, which seemed a little numb.

"That's ... all those guys, it's okay to do it all." "Tell me time and place. I'm going to make a fuss in the guild, but it's ugly, but if you want to do it, pull it in the back alley. Do not do it. "" No, no, Kasim, it's not that kind of problem ... "

Bergliff dropped his shoulder in trouble. Angelin is laughing. Adventurers live side by side with the wilderness, so it's unavoidable that they often quarrel, but troubles happen everywhere they go. I'm not sure if I was an adventurer, but it's clear that the innate natural personality and long rural life have taken him from excessive fighting.

I look around and look for an affordable inn, but the large inn along the street has a lot of people and it doesn't seem very vacant. Probably because of the good timing, the trade is thriving. When I carried my luggage again, a small hanging pot touched and made a noise.

Anessa died suddenly.

"The distance is too far from the guild, but the service is bad, but the places close to you are still buried." "Yes ... it's likely if you enter the back of the street.

When it comes to a big town, the poor come together. Just like Orphen, there is a slum-like place, unlike the bright main street. It seems that there are many bad guys on the back street. Marguerite's elves are eye-catching, and the sheer amount of luggage makes them a traveler. You can tell that the floating atmosphere is a stranger from the side. The stranger is easy to get involved. I do not feel in danger. Rather, I am worried about the person involved. I approached the roadside, lowered my luggage and turned my shoulders. The body is loosened with a spicy sound.

"What's wrong?" "Wouldn't it be nice to be introduced to the guild ...?" "Well, would you go back?" "Oira is coming a bit. Wait around here."

Shortly afterwards, Casim disappeared into the crowd.

"... Well, he's the one I'm most used to traveling with, so let's leave it."

Bergliff sat down and gasped. I scared myself as if I was attentive to my tiredness. I want to shop, but I shouldn't be distracted.

Many people come and go in front of you. There are merchants pulling carts, a group of armed adventurers, people who seem to be day laborers, dirty children like street children, and farmers who seem to come to sell vegetables. It was strange that all these people lived and died.

"Dad, are you tired?"

Angelin sitting next to her face looks anxiously. Bergliff smiled.

"I'm not used to it. I didn't think I would go to another country at this age."

With that said, I took the water bottle out of my bag and laughed. Despite the physical strength of daily work as a farmer, the fatigue of traveling is of a different quality to the fatigue of field work. This is the traditional horse-riding wagon, and even the journeys that have inns in each town. If you find a way along the mountain range occasionally, then you can even find a lodge. It's clear that you'll get tired extra. I'm not whining, but I'm not young enough to get by. The Bergliff felt impeccable and contained water in a canteen. Angelin pulled the sleeves of her clothes dissatisfied.

"Don't say the bearish thing, Dad ..." "Yeah, bell.

Marguerite pokes over his shoulder from the other side. Bergliff laughed in trouble.

"I'm sorry ... but I'm not as young as everyone, so please take care of me." "Kashim is nothing but ..." "Because he's used to traveling. Dad takes root in the land for a long time. "Because I was living ..." "Bell, I was able to explore the dungeon as much as we did before this time? Hey, Arne?" "Yes, but if you think about it, Belle Did you say that during your active life for two years or so? I wonder if you haven't been able to experience that much, but that's just how nervous or familiar you are. I'm sorry. "

Bergliff crossed his arms. Remember the days of active duty. Having a party with Percival, Casim, and Saty is a big memory, but there were a lot of things before we got together. Some events have brought a turning point.

"... Actually, when I really ran out, I had died in a dungeon." "I don't even know?"

Angelin curls her eyes and holds Bergriff's arm.

"Well, I'm talking in a fragmentary way. Look, my dad was left alone in the dungeon." "Oh! But it's cut out." "I want it!"

Marguerite glanced brightly and grabbed Bergriff's shoulder. Well, thinking about whether it's good for killing time, Kasim came back as he was organizing the story in his head.

"Ya" "Why, it was fast. Could you introduce the inn?" "Well. I found it easy from the beginning.

Kasim fluttered the paper in his hand. Belgriff smiled bitterly, perhaps because he was an S-rank adventurer and had the convenience. Somehow, together they give the illusion that they have become awesome. Bergliff stood up and carried his luggage again.

"Let's go to the inn for the time being. We'll talk slowly even at night."

Angelin stood up with excitement. It's not that much fun for me. A young man who had just left Tornella and had yet to figure out the right or left, was unavoidably impressed with the reality of an adventurer, and became aware of the harshness. However, I think that I am now because of that.

The group walked in traffic, led by Kasim. Think about the past while walking. Then, the young adventurer who was deep in his heart came up and suddenly seemed to be an adventurer at this moment.