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

The Spring Festival is near. The snow in the wheat fields has melted and thinned, and sunny days are gradually increasing. During the winter, sharpened and sharpened hoe burrows the ground, stepping on the growing barley leaves. The river where the thaw began to flow was muddy and increased in volume, but ice still remained on the banks.

Plow the potato fields, sprinkle with fertilizer and mix again. The planting is a little further, but the fertilizer must be adapted to the soil, or the vegetables will be damaged. Anessa, with an empty fertilizer basket, suddenly gasped.

"Did you sigh?"

Miriam, also holding a fertilizer basket, looked into her face.

"No, I thought I wouldn't return to Orphen anymore. I've been away for quite a long time." "Oh, that's right. That's true ... Ange?"

Angelin by the side nodded. Departed Tornella early in the summer of last year and stopped on the way, but to Orphen since. Despite the fact that the guild is justified in assuring Angelin's freedom, I feel that a long absence is bad. And even Angelin feels lost in the days of working at Orphen. Although I missed the days of Tornella in Orphan, this is like a hometown, and their everyday lives are in Orphen. I can't stop playing here forever. Angelin leaned on a hoe.

"... After the Spring Festival, why don't you go to Orphen with the peddler?" "It looks good. Graham is going to Bordeaux in the dungeon negotiations, and it looks just right."

As a result of various discussions, there was a connection with the lord and guild master, and it was thought that the candidate site for the new dungeon was around Bordeaux. Angeline thought it would be better to be near Orphen, but good dungeons can be a pillar of the region's economy. He concludes that paying for the Bordeaux family will eventually benefit Tornella rather than Orphen, who already manages many dungeons.

For this reason, Graham had been practicing meditation right here at Mito. It is Graham's strong hope that, as Mito's magic power becomes the core of the dungeon, there is no better way to master the art of controlling magic power. Mito, who was unable to play with her children or help her work at home as usual, seemed dissatisfied at first, but she was instructed by her beloved Bergliff and Graham, and is now honestly devoted to training.

"Oh, it was so fast after it passed. Hey, it was fun."

Miriam grew well. It was a great adventure to recall. Passing through Tildis, he met Percival in "Navel of the Earth", found Satie in the imperial capital, and ran his head to the center of the Rhodesian Empire. Nevertheless, it was a pleasure to be able to return to his hometown safely and have a calm day with his mother, Satie. Still, there is only one thing left to do with Tornella. Angelin screams, imagining a landscape of the now snow-covered Tornella mountains deeply dyed red and yellow.

"Well, this time, Anger sighs?" "I don't want to go home?" "No."

Angelin shook his head and then pursed his mouth sour.

"I want to get into the autumn mountains and eat the freshly picked rock cowberry ... sweet and sour, full of fruit juice ... I can eat as many as I want, but the fruits come in autumn ..."

Yeah, I haven't found a fresh rock cowberry that has long been scorched. It's spring now. You can't taste the rock cowberry which bears fruit in autumn. Anessa laughed at her.

"I'm going to go home again in autumn ..." "I'm sure you'll be building a highway, right? I'm going to eat rock cowberry, too." "Um. Aiming for the Autumn Festival ... Fufu."

Even though the Spring Festival has not yet started, Angelin has become somewhat funny to think about the Autumn Festival. But it can't be helped. What is fun is fun.

"Life is fun ... happiness ..."

Angelin muttered as he watched the bergryf whirling away. Anessa and Miriam glanced at her face.

"Angier, tell me something like that old man." "I've got a break, but there's still a lot of fun going on. It's not like I'm indulging." "Yeah."

Angelin nodded and looked around. After plowing, fertilizer has been sown. I urged them and walked towards Bergliff.

"Dad, you're done here ..." "Oh, it was quick. Thank you all. Are you tired?" "No. You can still go.

When Angelin looked back, they shrugged and shrugged. It is unavoidable that there is a difference between the ghostly Angelin and the rear guard. Bergliff smiled and stroked Angelin.

"I'm fine as usual, Angers. But the sun has been leaning and I'm gonna clear it up. Will you keep my farming tools together?"

The sun was tilting much, and the area was beginning to darken, wrapped in the long shadow of the west mountain. After returning to the house with all his implements, Satie and Charlotte were preparing for dinner. There is steam of good smell. Sati turned the ball in one hand.

"Oh, welcome back. Please wait a little longer."

I was happy to say that I was going home, and Angelin ran to the fireplace smiling.

"It smells like rye ......... Maybe sheep?" "Yeah, I got some mutton from Kelly. Thanks for helping."

Charlotte said. Angelin stroked Yoshiyoshi with his head.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so happy ..." "Sister, I like this, my dad!" "Oh, I'm looking forward to it." Shall, that small pot? "

Marguerite is back where Satie said. Yakumo and Lucille are accompanied by Twins of Bjaku and Haru and Mar.

"It's a great catch! Today's dinner is gorgeous!"

Marguerite proudly said so and dropped a basket full of fish on the floor. Everyone seemed to go fishing on the river. The twins are happy and excited.

"I've got it, old man." "But, pull it out very much, Biya-kun gave me a hand." "I see.

Bergliff tilted his end and neck while stroking the twins.

"Assuming Graham and Mito are good ... Percy and Kasim aren't the same?" "No, I don't know. I don't know." "Um. Those who can't work can't eat. How many cups can a person work for? "" Stay quiet. "

Kassim, who has physical and magical strength but no muscular strength, and Percival, whose pattern broke after shaking a hoe, quickly abandoned field work. Angelin thought he was with Marguerite, but he didn't.

"Is it in the forest ...?" "Kana. Maybe wild vegetables are picked ..."

The salt had been sprinkled on a fish that had already been hungry and had its internal organs, and the door was beaten while burning over a fiery fire. I wondered if the Percyvals were back, but a different voice said, "Bell, Belle." Bergliff, who had skewered the fish, looked at Angelin annoyingly.

"Angier, sorry, will you come out?"

When Angeline opened the door, a young man in the village stood. Angeline, who played with her as a child, is also a young man she knew. It seemed that I was running or somehow breathing up.

"Well, Anger? What about Belle?" "I'm cooking ... but dad." "What happened, what happened?"

Angeline wiped her hands and replaced him with the Bergryf. The young man told something about Bergliff. Bergliff smiled, but nodded to acknowledge. Angelin spoke to Bergliff after the young man left.

"What happened?" "No, come to church because there is a close relationship. I had a meeting a while ago."

At that time, however, it was mainly the arrangement of joint farming, the allocation of fertilizer, the time of grazing sheep and goats, and the order of tilling with horses and donkeys. The Rumel tree field, which began last year, must also be maintained. At this time, Tornella is busy with agricultural work. The other worrisome thing was the Spring Festival, but Bergryf showed a slightly worried face, and stroked his beard, as if something had gone wrong.

"Well, it's going to be anything ... Sati, I'm sorry. I'm going out a bit." "Oh, I can already have dinner. But I can't help. Be careful, my feet." "Can I go?" "Would you like to get together?"

Certainly, the village gang that I was taken to by Bergryf as a child was not interesting, as adults were talking a lot. But now Angelin is getting bigger. There may be things that we didn't understand in the past, and things that we can understand now. I wanted to make sure it.

He wore a cloak and took him with him to the church, where there were a number of young people, including Barnes and Rita, as well as village chiefs such as the mayor Hoffman and Kelly. Angelin rounds his eyes when he thinks he's sick because of Duncan's presence, and goes to Percival, Casim, and Graham to Mito.

"Eh, what are you guys doing ...?" "Oh, I'm Belle. Ange is right, too."

Hoffman looked at them with a strangely modified face. Bergglyph looked around the church with a suspicious face and opened his mouth with his eyebrows frowning at the strangely tingling atmosphere.

"It's not calm. What happened?" "... Actually, the young guys started making a new dungeon near Tornella, as Graham says."

Kelly folded her arms and said, Bergliff looked at the young people with a face of water in his ears.

"Why?" "Dungeons have an economic effect? We can have the bells teach and practice in various ways. We can fight as it is. I wonder if there may be something. ''

Young people nodded in tune with Barnes's words. Apparently, it was breathing that a great opportunity to use his discipline had come. I've often seen her longing for Angelin's success, but it's not hard to imagine that this adventurous tour to the Imperial City was the decisive hit.

"... So this face?"

I glanced around as Belgriff was convinced. There must be people who are reasonably familiar with the area.

Dungeon in Tornella. When I heard about the new dungeon from Graham, it just crossed my head. However, the idea quickly disappeared for Angeline, as Tornella was home and a world separated from adventurers. But when the story comes back in this way, I think it's not bad either. Bergliff stroked his beard and looked at Hoffman.

"What do you think, mayor?" "I don't think it's a bad story, but Tornella is a land that hasn't been fighting against monsters until now. Many people remember that. "

Regardless of the bloody youth, adults who are used to cultivating traditional fields and relying on the blessings of nature, such as forests, will be embarrassed.

"But ... not all villagers have to fight separately, right?"

Angeline said so. Burns nods.

"Of course, yes, but I'm worried, it's dangerous." "It's absurd to be a parent. It doesn't matter how old you are."

Kelly told Barnes that his mouth was sharp.

"Don't think you're going to go alone, you idiot, I'm a kid who's really taught by the bells!" "... It's a complicated thing."

Duncan muttered with a bitter smile. Percival, too, looks down. They are mouths that turned into adventurers in response to their parents when they were young. In that regard, Tornella's youth may look as good as being too good. Hoffman sighs and looks towards Bergliff.

"What's the matter? I asked Graham and others, is it OK to make a dungeon in Tornella?"

When Berggriff looked at Graham, he agreed.

"If Graham says it's okay, I'm sure he's okay." "Graham said he's okay! Both Casim and Percy, Duncan were fine."

One of the young people makes a loud voice. Other young people also said that so. When Angeline looked at Kassim, he sought to win. Angelin wondered if he needed to worry. Kelly shakes her head quietly.

"That's not true. It's bad to say, but Grahams are genuine adventurers. They're also top-notch. It's like a dungeon. I wonder if there is any. "

Angeline muffled his mouth as if by a pounding. Indeed, they have been praised as top-notch adventurers, and they have slashed monsters that could become disasters one after another. However, there are even more people who struggle or lose their lives with E-rank monster opponents. For such people, dungeons and other places where monsters nest, no matter how economical they may be, will be a source of concern.

Young people said they weren't so weak, and no, bosses said, that such arrogance calls for danger to life.

"Bell trained you, not just to make you mess up in dungeons." "We don't think we're playing too." "The story is too hasty. Think more calm." `` I may die, '' `` I'm so prepared, '' `` I don't know if I say that much. ''

Adults are not mean and opposing, but young people who want to try new things don't give up. The story seemed to follow a parallel line, but the adults gradually began to make concessions. Perhaps because they were once young people, and no one could say that they had never longed for adventurers.

"... Anyway, you can't help going to the dungeon. There are some great teachers and you'll need to get guidance." "Nara" "But everyone else is worried. "Oh, many of them want to quietly cultivate the fields without thinking about fighting the demons. You can't despise those anxiety?"

That being said, the young people had no words to return. Hoffman said.

"Belle, do you know the life here and the adventurer's life? Given a dungeon near the village ... is there any danger to those who still want to live the same way?" Will the beast overflow or be primed and something coming from outside? "

At that time, Angelin closed his mouth as he tried to say. I felt it would be better not to say that I'm based in Orphen. And even if I say something now, it's just a word from the strong.

Bergliff twisted his beard as he thought for a while. Percival and the Grahams are silently watching if they intend to leave it to Bergliff.

"... Let's explain how dungeons are managed in the first place. Abandoned dungeons can be dangerous because monsters can be gathered or created by the power of the nucleus or the power of the dungeon boss. But in order to prevent this, guilds in various places manage the dungeon and regularly defeat monsters, unless the number increases too much, the monster will not come out of the dungeon. In many cases, there is a barrier around them. ''

It was written in that thick book that Bergliff bought and loaded when he was young. Angelin, who read before traveling from Tornella, remembered that.

"So, is it okay to manage it properly?" "Basically. Therefore, every time an adventurer enters the search, the data for each dungeon is updated. It's part of the guild's job to assign a job to an appropriately ranked adventurer, in other words, you need to keep an eye on the dungeon, but if you can do it, the danger is I think it's going to be a lot less, anyway, I'll continue to look around as before. "

The young people look brightly and look at each other. Hoffman gasped, staring at the Bergryph.

"I see, if you say so, I guess ... Bell. Do you personally agree or disagree with this idea?"

The angry youngsters looked at Bergriff with a nervous look. At first, it seemed as if he could decide whether to make a dungeon or not. Bergliff looked down.

"... Yes, there's still talk to raise in hand and agree, but I think it's okay if you can shape it properly. And above all ..."

Bergliff finally smiled.

"Wouldn't it be better to bend these navels and become adventurers outside?"

Kelly laughed and beat his belly.

"It's decided! This is going to be a big business!" "Don't get busy. Even though it's just a busy time."

Said Hoffman with a bitter smile. The executives seem to be convinced that there is no help for them, even though they are smiling. Young people cheered.

It was something terrible, Angelin still held Bergryf's hand, with his head still messed up. The Persivals came nearby as the youths made a fuss. When the newcomer got stuck too much in his neck, he seemed to have been silent except for what he had heard. Angelin was convinced that it was reasonably quiet. Kassim laughs and taps on Bergryf's shoulder.

"Haha, the crane's voice is a guy. Bell says it's convincing." "Well, I don't know if you're worried ... this is a peaceful village."

Percival said so and scratched his head. Duncan nods.

"But the energy of the young people is not going to be suppressed because they want to suppress it. But Mr. Bell, it is going to be difficult. We need a proper organization to manage the dungeon." There will be other adventurers who have heard the rumor, and it is necessary to respond to such people. In some cases, it may be better to build an inn or something like that. "" It's a good economy! I guess she might be a candidate for the bride. "

The place was wrapped in laughter. Bergliff scratched his head in trouble.

"I have to think of it, and I also need to think about securing bounty for the wholesale of materials and requests for defeat. Without money, it would not be a major pillar of the economy."

Berggriff nodded at Kasim's words.

"That's right. Funding source ... I can't measure the danger of a dungeon by integrating information and it's like a real guild.

Percival snorted.

"You guys" "... Hmm?" "Yes, Bell is a good candidate. Hey Kelly?"

Kasim said. Kelly laughs and nods.

"Oh, when this story goes on, the coordinator was talking to Percy and Kassim to get you done. Bell, please." "Oh, no, that ..." "Dad! Be a guild master." Angeline was excited and pulled the arm of Berglit's gazing. Bergliff shook his head astounded.

"Well, wait a minute, it's not too busy to cooperate, but I'm not the one that puts the top of the organization." "If you're the adventurer party, you're definitely in second place. But a guild-like organization can't be a warrior like me, and Tornella doesn't want more than you in terms of people's hopes. Think about it. "" No, no, but ... g, graham, somehow Say, aren't you more qualified? "

Standing silently, Graham shrugged, with his unusual expression.

"It's not a good idea to make a decisive hit and release responsibility ..."

Hoffman knocked on Bergriff's shoulder with a deliberate angry face.

"Hey, bell. It's like you've been determined by your voice. It's okay to escape now."

An old friend laughs and pockes at a roaring Bergryph. This is unexpected, but it's interesting. Rather, I'm pretty happy for Angeline. It's wonderful that your dad is the guild master! Angeline jumped over Bergriff's back.

"Amazing Dad!" "Angier ..." "Dad, I will cooperate" "Mito ... Oh, already"

Bergliff finally sighed, thinking, twisting his beard with a grin.

"... I can't help but give me a round throw?" "Natural. I'll let you do wholesale materials and negotiate with merchants."

Kelly says that and laughs. Certainly, Kelly, who has grown his home in Tornella to a level of farming, would be a good fit. All you have to do is share the roles, and Belglyphs take care of the whole thing. Dad is the best at doing that kind of thing, Angeline thrilled himself.