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

Robust high walls surround the entire town. It was once a city wall. However, the aged part and the part that would have been rebuilt later had different colored bricks. I saw it as I passed through the gate, but it was horribly thick. Angelin recalls that distant history is that "the emperor" who destroyed this wall and breached Istaf would certainly be called Tildis's strongest in history.

After passing through the canyon, I finally arrived at Istaf. At the exit of the canyon, a sub-dragon was settled. He was able to survive without difficulty. This is a wasteland rather than a meadow. The sun was getting stronger and less grass, so it was hard to shine back from the ground, and the heat seemed to rise from my feet.

Dry wind is blowing and dust is blowing. Somehow my throat feels irritating. The same dry wind is quite different from the northern ones. Because of that, I feel strangely tired just by riding a carriage. But more than that, I was excited for the first Istaf town. The town was lively. Lots of people come and go and exchange words with unfamiliar accents. The street performer's music playing on the roadside sounds similar to, but somewhat different from, the wandering people. Many people seemed to have dark skin, probably because of the climate. Marguerite looks excited and looks around.

"It's so different from Orphen! Wow wow! Oh! There's a cloth wrapped around my head! That's it! Hahaha! Strange outfit!" What?

Kassim laughed and poked Marguerite's head. Angelin laughs and laughs. I'm pretty excited, but when I was next to a noisy Marguerite, I felt so cool. Still, the unfamiliar cityscape is exciting. The area is dusty, and the sky should be sunny, but it's strangely hazy. Nevertheless, in the hazy landscape, there is a building with a roof that looks like a mushroom before opening, or a chestnut nut, and there are stunning decorations with colorful tiles. I have.

Angelin was looking around, thinking that the roof was round to prevent thieves from reaching the roof, and apparently arrived at the guild. The carriage stopped and Berggryph rose.

"Now we have to do what Sierra asked us to do." "Yeah ..."

Bergglyph looks a bit relieved. It looks like a bit tired, as if the long journey was really enduring. Although he did not show any weaknesses on the way, he was living in the village for a long time. It was just a matter of managing their supplies, checking their courses, and being alert to their enemies. There must have been some difficulties. Angelin pulled the hem of Bergriff's clothes.

"What's wrong, Anger?" "... Let's take a rest today, Dad ... Thank you."

Bergliff smiled and stroked Angelin's head. Guild building is also different. Unlike the simple orphans, the designs are stylish and somewhat mysterious. However, there are only rough adventurers inside. No matter where they go, these guys are the same, and Angelin feels calm and reassuring. Marguerite also wears hood while having an uninteresting face, and there are so many people that he can't turn a strange glance at being a stranger.

Angelin waited at the lobby for the Belgians and said they couldn't help it, so he went to the reception with some items from Sierra and a letter of introduction. The reception for high rank was crowded. Kasim stands next to him, twisting his beard and looking around.

"Well, there's so many ... I wonder if there was such a good job in this area." "It's not a big town ...?" "Well, no. It doesn't matter. "

She caught a guild employee-like woman who was coming and going. The staff stared at Angelin with a suspicious face.

"What's going on. If you're talking about work, make sure you're at the reception ..." "There's something to deliver ... from Mansa's guild."

Employees reading Angeline's letter took a breather looking at the letter, the S-rank adventurer's plate, and Angeline in turn.

"Ma, did you come down along the mountain range from Mansa ... I guess there must have been a Mejuur dragon in the canyon ..."

Kasim tilted his head.

"That hateco sub-dragon? Did you beat it, but was it bad?" "Did you! Hey! Request to defeat the Mejuur dragon, withdraw once! "

The staff shouted at the reception. The line-up of adventurers turns their eyes to see what they are. The receptionist cried mysteriously.

"Are you going to withdraw? It was a priority ..." So, let's withdraw until we make that change. "" But the AAA-ranked parties just accepted and went ahead. "" Guh!

Looking at the staff holding the head, Angelin scratched her cheek.

"Sorry ... I'm sorry." "Oh, no, it's okay .... this. Um, can I just meet the guild master?"

Guided by a female employee, Angelin and Casim went to the guildmaster's room. The Istav guild is a large, multi-storey building with a guild master's room on the third floor. When I opened the wooden door, a strange-shaped magic tool hung on the wall caught my eye. Angelin thought that every guild had the same shelves full of documents and materials. But unlike the Orphen guilds, there is no such thing on the office desk or floor. It seems to be well-cleaned and gives a very wide impression. The reason why the guild master doesn't seem to be chased by work is probably that it follows the way of the central guild.

A young man with light blue hair was standing by the window, looking out with a vague expression.

"It's good weather ... it's hot ..." "Guild Master!" "Wow, what is it? Oh, deputy director ... what happened?"

The guildmaster turned somehow laughing and weak. Very young. I'm still in my twenties. Nevertheless, Angelin was a bit impressed that he was partitioning such a large guild. And I wondered if he was the assistant director. The deputy chief aside.

"This is Angeline and Kasim, S-rank adventurers. He seems to have brought the deliveries from the Guild of Mansa."

Angeline bowed down.

"I'm Angeline. This is from Sierra of the Guild of Mansa ..." "Oh, thank you ... I'm Oliver, the guild master of Istaf."

Oliver smiled and bowed. It is tall but thin, wearing a loose robe, and stands out like a magician when you see it. The skin was fair, but it was as white as it showed weakness. The deputy chief quickly went out to clear up the sub-dragon earlier. Oliver urged him to sit down in a chair that seemed to serve customers, and he sat down. He read the letter from Angelin, and then checked the contents of the box and nodded. I don't know if it's glass or quartz, but it's a whole lot of transparent minerals that have been turned into seven colors depending on the angle of the light.

"Sure, it's the magic ball I had deposited there. Thank you, I didn't expect to come back so soon."

Casim stroked his beard.

"That's kind of a two-eyed eight. Toto-Clam. Could you lend me a barrier? Isn't it unusual for guilds to achieve such a convenience?"

Oliver narrowed his eyes.

"Can you see it at a glance ... As you can see, it's Kassim, the canopy crusher."

Oliver smiled, as Angelin said.

"I do not forget the names of the ones who can be lined up in the Great Magic, too. I am a great helper for the new parallel magic formula." Hehe "

Kasim laughed at herself and reached for a cup of tea that came in. Oliver folded his hands in front of his mouth and looked at them alternately.

"Two years ago, there would have been an outbreak of a demon beast that originated from the Demon King around Orphen, Principality of Estgal. Hey, Angelin?"

Angelin nodded. I will never forget. Because of that, I was forced to return home many times. Oliver grinned.

"It would have been tough at that time. It seems that you have escaped the difficulties because of your success. The truth is that you are a black-haired warrior girl." "Besides ... everyone cooperated ..." " It's not another person's affair, so we're working closely with volunteer guilds so that we can deal with what happens, and Mansa will cooperate after Sierra becomes the guild master. I was renting a magic ball as part of countermeasures against monsters. "" Hah, yes. But Orfen has provided us with good data.

Angelin rinsed the tea. I think it's intelligent, or rather magical. But it's better than silence.

"I also checked the documents from Sierra. I will pay the rest of the request here. I will keep the carriage here and return it to Mansa at another request. Are you sure?" Thank you"

Oliver relaxed his expression as if he was relieved, then his hand on his chest and throbbed. It feels painful as if something is clogged.

"... I'm sorry, I'm not very strong." "Good. Don't overdo it ...." "Thank you ..." Oliver sipped a cup of tea and looked at them. "It seems that you are aiming for 'Navel' ..."

Angelin nodded. Lean a little.

"Do you know anything? I've heard it's in the Nindia Mountains, but I don't know the exact location ..." "Hmm ... well, it wouldn't be a problem if you were two ... but it's dangerous. Even if it is S rank, it is not absolutely safe to say "Earth's navel" "" Be prepared for that much ... "

Oliver looked down for a while, but eventually rose up and stood up. Then he took one of the magic tools on the wall and presented it to Angelin.

"Okay. I'll lend you this." "What is this?"

A triangular pyramid about the size of a palm made of magic crystal is connected to a thin silver chain. The length of the chain is about elbows from Angelin's fingertips. The triangular pyramid glowed light purple. Oliver drew a triangular pyramid with a chain, and was enchanted. Immediately, the downward-facing triangular pyramid suddenly stood sideways and pinned the tip in one direction. The tip keeps pointing in the same direction even if the chain shakes.

"This magic crystal was taken from Earth's Navel."

When Oliver unleashed the magic, the triangular pyramid turned downwards again. Angelin is handed and sees it in the palm of his hand.

"The direction this points to is" the earth's navel "...?" "Yes. The Nindia Mountains are strongly affected by magic ore and the compass is not useful. But if you have this, you can understand the direction for the time being. " Maybe, when you reach it, there are more dangerous monsters than the monsters you encounter in the mountains. Not that, but it's not just that crystal cone, right? "

Oliver narrowed his eyes.

"... What is the alternative, but there is a material that I want to pick up a little ... Of course, that's what I'm going to buy." "Good. Also easy ... "

It's not interesting to borrow from the Istaf guild. In the form of a request, it is easy because there is no after-decay. Originally a journey to meet Percival, Angeline is not without the desire to fight strong monsters. Angelin laughed a little naughtyly, as she made a good excuse, and grabbed a cup of tea. But the contents were finally empty.

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"Oh ... it's too hot here ... and it's dry and sore throat ..."

Marguerite shakes the food he has worn. He seems to be taking in the cool breeze. Anessa offered fruit juice.

"It was such a habit that I was so excited." "Because the elf areas are so hot ... damn, I feel like the heat gets worse when I can settle down."

Marguerite swallowed the juice, and leaned back in his chair. Marguerite was excited and excited when he arrived at Istaff, but when he calmed down and felt the air of the land anew, he seemed to be overwhelmed by the heat and dryness.

"Bell-woo ... can't we take food?" "If we can promise that we won't quarrel even if we get entangled," "Uh ..."

Marguerite stared at Bergriff with grudge and looked down as if he had given up. Berggriff smiled that he knew he was growing up as he knew he couldn't control himself. That's why I felt a little sorry, but in the southern regions, elves and other things would be extra rare. Aside from being able to just look strange, it's not easy to get messed up by strange guys and cause unnecessary confusion. When that happens, you may be in a completely disadvantaged position if you are unfamiliar and without backing. Once you're a criminal, you're done. Being timid, Bergliff smiled and scratched his cheek. However, it's not my intention to let my girls watch out for danger. In a sense, it's scarier to deal with humans than with monsters.

Like Marguerite, Miriam, who was vulnerable to the heat, also seemed a little sick. I open my mouth and look at the ceiling with my eyes flapping.

"Milly, are you okay? Do you want to drink something?" "Omizu ... Ajii ..."

Bergriff handed the canteen. Miriam throbbed his throat and drunk, and then leaned back on his chair and fuzzed.

Cooling magic: "It's such a big guild, so I just need to put in a lot ..." "Yes ... but that may increase the number of people who hang out even though there's no use."

Said Anessa. Miriam sharpened his mouth and pulled his hat down to his face, as if he was infidelity.

The temperature was amazingly different before and after leaving the canyon. This has been a bit of a hit, but there is a problem of getting used to it. You have to get used to it little by little. We have many years of experience in dealing with the cold, but we do not know how to deal with the heat at all. Bergryf also took off his cloak, took off his favorite fur vest, and the tunic rolled his arm around his elbow. Still hot, of course. I feel incredible to have some heavy adventurers around me.

Angelin came back after thinking about adding some retail drinks. He seems to have completed his errand successfully.

"I'm having a hard time. I can't get out of this. Do you want to find an inn?" "Yeah ... well, I had the guild master inn you to introduce me." "Oh, that wouldn't help." "Uh ... it's hot. "Extra," "Oh, let's just go out. Marie and Milly seem to be the limits."

Bergliff picked up the cloak and waistcoat that he had set aside.

At that time, guild staff rushed around, closing windows at the entrance and opening windows on both sides of the building. The wind suddenly blew from window to window. It's a cool wind, not a hot wind. I pat my sweaty skin cold and feel refreshed as soon as I can.

"Oh ... wow, but why ..." wrote, "Well, it's like, the cold air over the mountains on that side is blowing down. Sometimes it's in Tornella." Hmmm, yeah, right?

A familiar voice was heard from behind, and Bergliff looked back involuntarily. A squat man standing with a battle ax on his beard smiling. Bergliff stood up with joy.

"Oh! Duncan!" "Hahaha! Bell! Let's meet again in a place like this!"

Duncan, a wandering martial artist, grabbed the hand of Bergliff and squeezed with a laugh. Bergliff laughs and holds back. Marguerite, who was limp, looked up astonished.

"What, Duncan !? Oh! It's true!" "Mary, I'm sorry! But it's not like you, if you're going like that!" "Urase! What? Yeah, you've come to this place! It looks fine! "

Marguerite stood up happily and leaned over Duncan's shoulders. Casim, Angela, and Miriam watched them as Angeline.

"Oh, what ...? Do you know, Dad? Percy ...? Isn't it?" "Oh, I'm going to introduce you. He's Duncan. I came to Tornella around and lived together for a while, Duncan, this is my daughter Angeline and her friends Anessa and Miriam, and my friend Kassim. " My name is Duncan! My name is Duncan. I am honored to see you. And Belle! Did you meet again with the old friend you were talking about? Thank you ... "" But why to such a southern land? "" Oh, actually, "" Duncan Sapun "

At that time, someone came from behind Duncan. He is a man with curly brown hair, splattered and splattered, wearing thick glass glasses like the bottom of a bottle. It will be over thirty in the year. She wears a light shirt, pants, and a hooded robe from above, and looks like a wizard. The man suddenly breathed and wiped his forehead sweat.

"Don't go alone anymore ..." "No, I'm disrespected."

Duncan scratched his head. The man in the bottle-bottom glasses looked at the Bergliffs with a suspicious face.

"Are you acquainted?" "Oh, I'm going to introduce you to the Belgriff, a kind of Onito who was taken care of on the northern frontier. This is Bell, Ishmer. I've been with you for a while now. "" That's ... my name is Belgriff. "

Ishmer bowed down. Duncan laughed at me.

"Bell, isn't that great sword belonging to Graham?" "Is it true that you know it? I borrowed it on this trip. I've been helped a lot." As expected, Belle ... "" No, no, I'm still using it. "

Casim smiled and folded her hands behind her head.

"It's getting busy, don't change the location anyway? It's hot and I'm hungry." Are you sure, Ishmer? "

Ishmer nodded in a vague manner, whether he was alert or not swallowed. A cool breeze blew through the open windows from window to window again.