Winter.
Alexandrine lived his normal life after returning to the territorial capital. But over the weekend, he had a face and had tea with Merlin at Curse Mansion once. It wasn't uncommon to face Damien who woke up there.
It should be noted that Merlin's salary is paid in advance for a year, so there is no problem for the time being without Curse returning. If I hadn't come home like this, Alexandrine would have paid for it.
He also goes to the Muriema Mountains on his own and hunts demons. Inspired by Elizabeth, she also trains to fly alone. I still can't even catch up with Elizabeth, but I can now get some speed to get back and forth from early morning to evening.
Also, Elizabeth at that time... instead of avoiding magic, the way magic avoided Elizabeth was intensely burning in her eyes. For this reason, in the practical skills class, I try and error to reproduce it, but it doesn't work at all. Alexandrine's current ranking had fallen to fourth place. The chief is Eileen.
"Hey, hey, that woman. Come on, she hasn't stayed out at all these weekends."
"Yeah, well, did that Cass nobleman finally dump you?
"But that cuss won, didn't he? Businessly said the kingdom is first. Besides, is that arrogant woman really the semi-finalist?
"That sounds pretty sure. Eileen said so too. Did they show you something unusual in the finals and dump you?
"On the contrary, there's a line that says you've been thrown out because you've overdone it and almost won it."
"That's why you've been rough on me lately for not feeling well. My hair's getting shorter, and I've lost my rank."
"I'm so sorry you dumped me like that."
"Oh, but after winning that scumbag, you said," It's a sight to behold. "
"Right. Even a cunt like that can't be fooled if it's 'visible', can he?
"What do we do? Want to go for it?
"I'm fine. There's Clyde."
"What's so good about an empty head like that?
"You're Lariga, aren't you? What would you rather have in a bong cla like that?
"Beh, nothing. I'm talking about Lariga!
"So maybe I should try and target that cuss?
"Isn't that nice? I'm not that facial hobby."
"Why don't you try your best? If you show that bitch where you're walking with that cunt, that sounds funny, right?
"That would be nice. Put your arms around her and walk in front of her. What does he look like?
"You want to see it. Why don't I try and get it for you, too?
"Really? Then I'll leave it to you. I'm not that type of face, either. You're here for me."
Your visibility represents the nobility of having been invited to the royal palace and allowed to see by the king. There are things that even lower nobles can't fool around with in sight.
It's been over a month since Curse stopped showing up in the capital. The women who disliked Alexandrine were thriving on rumours like this, and the men after Alexandrine were more thriving than that.
"Hey, that lady aristocrat's always alone lately, right?
"Oh, they're going all the way to Mount Cascazini by themselves, aren't they?
"He was with me a while back. I haven't seen him lately."
"Oh, you're dead, aren't you?
"The Demon King and all that crap."
"Yet why would a noble woman bother to be an adventurer?
"You know what? Which is your chance? Alone in the mountains, huh?
"Are you happy with Omei?
"Damn, you did that. You decided to win."
"Well, it's early. You win. You guys aren't gonna rattle later, are you?
"Heh Temei's crude mon. Then you can't. I'll take it."
The Guild of the Territorial Capital and the concomitant tavern were full of young adventurers.
There is imminent danger to Alexandrine. But there is no Curse. It doesn't help to be there. What do we do, Alexandrine?