Disciple of Immortal

"Weird......"

While standing in line for the acceptance of the Adventurer Alliance, I was alone.

I was checking my surroundings in the Status Check, taking care not to be suspicious, but it doesn't matter what I think of the results.

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Lil Lilein

Race: Ningen

Lv: 22

HP: 101/101

MP: 84/84

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Keel Myfaddle

Race: Ningen

Lv: 9

HP: 41/41

MP: 34/34

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I've already checked with about twenty people... but I can only find people between level 8 and level 30.

There was a level 181 Rovis revaluation theory in me, but even a level 28 Octavio revaluation theory.

Or I've somehow understood the discomfort so far.

Even the adventurers who make the battle work, at best, are about level 30, and maybe it was because of the backing of strength that Rovis seemed so great at first.

I even came out with a weird sweat.

If you find out here that I'm level 4122, wouldn't they treat me like a monster and beat me out?

I... really, did I need a level so far?

Wasn't Renaele lying to me about something?

Or maybe she was her, too, and her standards were a little broken because she had been pulling in Hell's Hole (Coquitos) for a long time.

Second, it reminds me of Renaele's words.

'Duh, I know which is more dangerous here on average...... some of them are horribly strong, and may be blinded by the fact that they come from a different world, no, they will!

Renaele's training may have been in anticipation of me getting caught up in some kind of disaster.

Fine, is it wide?

Rovis, too, seemed convinced to know I was a metastatic.

No, but isn't it strange that the digits are obviously different?

"Is that...?

On the wall of the guild, I saw a sketch of Rovis.

Arrangements, is that the guy?

It is depicted as [Rovis the Black Reaper] and it says something below [Crusade Rewards: 80 Million Gold] and a bitter forehead.

Gold seems to be the amount of money in this world.

I haven't used it properly either, so I'm not sure, but one gold and one Japanese yen didn't seem to diverge that far.

... Oh, that guy, 80 million yen sweepstakes neck?

"I'm scared. There's been a sighting in this city, so they're putting it on the spot."

He called me from behind, and I looked back.

He was skinny, a man my age.

It carries a bow and arrow.

"Um, what's that guy like? I don't know him very well..."

"You don't know Rovis? He's a tough guy, but he's like being chased on the stage of a table, gathering adventurers like that to take on assassinations and trade jams and stuff. There are rumours of connections with many powerful people. He's got a nice face, and sometimes he crushes it with another criminal organization, so he's a thief, or he's an evil charisma, but he's just an outside road to a war freak."

"Evil charisma......"

With a desperately drawn grin, the figure of Rovis as he rubbed his hands floated behind his brain.

Of evil, charisma......?

I didn't seem like such a big guy...... could it have been a stump named Rovis?

Yes, no, I don't think it was even that way, but...

Looking at Rovis' arrangement, I saw a bright red arrangement affixed next to it.

"Um... Rovis, next door to Rovis, what's the red arrangement?

A young man with a thread was painted, wrapping a robe.

The crusade reward is not noted over here.

It just said [Evil Cleric Notes].

Is the fact that this one is also affixed to the eye a person with sightings?

"You don't even know" The Human Demon Dragon "? You don't know the world. It's a human dragon. It's a human dragon. It's a monster that has gained more power than dragons for humans, and it's a living disaster that makes disaster and tragedy everywhere. The only reason it doesn't say" reward "is because it's not the kind of person a human being can handle in the first place."

Is there such a monster in this world?

"I think Gase is the starting point for the vigilance of the Evil Goddess Notes. Yesterday, there were many stickers in another facility, but the guards were peeling them off. Assuming there really is such a monster, I'll let you get away from this city. Everybody's freaking out, so there's a lot of dem. I don't even know if he's alive or dead."

The man talked to me laughing.

I thought exactly that kind of monster was gobbling up in this world, but that doesn't seem like exactly what it is.

At the reception, my turn came around.

I was able to use the money that Rovis gave me safely to complete my registration.

I was issued a registration certificate with brief information.

But... in my reception, I didn't have a decent request.

It was amazingly cheap, close to chores.

From the lost demon hunt, all I can do is help you carry your baggage.

For summoning magic, there is also a downward look at how to contract with lower spirits.

That's how much I think I should do it myself.

Herb collection into the woods and goblin thinning seems to be an F-grade request, but even that didn't seem to be something I could take on.

"Maybe, you know, I think we can fight there..."

"Uh... if you don't just have the form taken on as a party for two or more people, you can't order a request from a class F adventurer to tangle with a demon."

The receptionist responds to the nasty smell.

... I may have to search for a companion with temperament while also helping with luggage hauling and subpoena contracts.

When I was thinking about it, I heard anger coming from the entrance.

"Hey Pomera, why weren't you at your appointment time? Are you licking us?

"So, but aren't you just here...?

"Are you an idiot? Because you weren't here, I was there to buy supplies first. You know, I keep trash like you company because of this one, and you don't get it, you come on!

Pomera was just getting yelled at and constricted by a blue-haired man.

She was saying, she would be the party member for the request.

Looks like there's another lady in my crew, but she's throwing up a stretch that doesn't matter.

Pomera said her people are just better, but they don't look that way.

The man seemed to be packing Pomera's tardiness, but it seemed like Pomera was often waited for in the first place, and I don't think he has a legitimate right to anger at a time when he's headed to another store without waiting for her early.

"I'll rearrange again!

I'm the reason Pomera's late, and I can't leave her alone.

I bowed my head to the receptionist, grabbed my registration card and headed towards Pomera.