Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"I don't care how much I'm the director of the intelligence bureau... I don't care if I write my cousin's obituary on paper..."

Mid-Eden Intelligence Agency. It is not an organization established solely for the purpose of conducting intelligence activities. As its name suggests, it also had the role of gathering information called information and using the media called newspapers to inform the public. Needless to say, the Bureau will not inform the government of any inconvenient information as news. Anyway, their raison d 'être lies in gathering and manipulating information...

"He's not dead yet..."

"It's similar, isn't it? But, well, anyway... what do you say? Is there something I can do, something I can tell you?

"The only way to do this... is to dive into the basement. But if you tell me, there's only one."

That's what I said, Dahlia raising the head she held and sending her gaze against her cousin.

Sounds like Julia soon figured out what kind of gaze that meant...... Just because I figured that out, it seemed like another story to answer right away.

"... hmm? Behind me, did you even know anyone? [incomprehensible]

"Margaret...... You know what you're doing, right?

"... well? It's the only way, isn't it? Can I borrow this? Definitely give it back later, huh?

"Yeah, sure, right? I mean, I'm sick of lending it to you, too, and I'll make sure to give it back someday? By the way, if you want it now, what consideration?

"... Ardelheit, the assassination of your wife?

"In the end, don't die... it's almost certain too..."

"No? That's hard to say...... Well, I can't think of one right now, so just put it on hold. Until then, would you like me to do a choreographer?

"... well, fine"

Dahlia, having heard Julia's words, seemed, for a moment only, troubled whether or not to say it back. But I didn't say it because there was some compelling reason, or because I felt the signs of a snake in my pocket...

"But you're in trouble... It's not stingy to be counted on, but procuring rose seedlings by evening... I don't think it's that easy?

That's how Julia turned her gaze to those who were there...... From then on, I came back with this answer vigorously.

"Might I ask Master Catalina?

"I'm going to ask Master Cole to pick up the rose seedlings!

"Do you rent a flying boat from Master Strella?

"But Nano? If I don't know where the roses are, I don't think I can go..."

".................. zzz"

"... I see. In large part, there are two ways. Ask Master Catalina to make lots of seedlings, or go some way to get them far away."

and Julia summarising the girls' suggestions. Among those options, the latter, as Pico, one of the Cerberus (Poci) three sisters, said, could not be recovered without knowing where the rose seedlings were, so Julia proposed Catalina (?) Seems to have thought about hiring.

Such a fold, Eve accidentally expressed this question.

"By the way, Master Julia? Why should I have to take it to Master Vega if it's not a rose?

"What?"

"Because... roses, deworming daisies, pencil grass growing around them, they all blossom, right? Just because it's a rose, doesn't mean it's something special, and if it is, I don't know, maybe it doesn't have to be a rose, right?

If Vega is powered by magic from flowers (...), doesn't it need to stick to roses? If that's the case, if we all split up around this town to find it, we might be able to secure the required amount of planting (...) objects (...)... Eve seemed to think of that, remembering the weed that had grown on the road. And at the same time —— aren't weeds more resistant to insect eating, or...

In response, Dahlia responds to the request.

"... the Alborosa government asked me to deliver seedlings in Ba (...) La (...)? Even if it can be substituted with some kind of product, and it's better that way, if you don't deliver the product as requested, it won't be the achievement of the request. I know it sounds crazy, but that's the rule."

Listen to that word--

"Hmmm......"

—— Eve returns the association with the seemingly complicated look of As far as that reaction was concerned, I wasn't convinced or anything like that...... She seemed to be able to swallow it somehow, thinking that if she delivered something different at the request of the Alliance, it would certainly be a problem.

And then in a hurry--

Batamu!

"Here! Porches, where are you walking?

………… "" Biku "

—— The Strellas came to the Adventurer Alliance.