Disciple of Immortal

By applying for Pomera as a party member to the reception of the Adventurer Alliance, you can now take on the request that fights against demons are envisaged.

This eliminates the need to ripen chores like hauling and subpoena contracts.

The requests we undertook were goblin thinnings just outside the city walls and not too painful, but the requests received by the lowest class F adventurers who had just signed up seemed like this at best.

If you get a track record and get a higher rank as an adventurer, you should be able to get some more decent requests.

Apparently, the approximate goblin strength to emerge around this city of Arloburg is roughly level 7... perhaps I didn't seem to have a struggling struggle.

I also feel barren considering my level of taking on the goblin draw, but they say the Adventurer Guild has rules for the Adventurer Guild, so I can't help it.

It should be easy to increase your rank to some extent if you ripen the request properly.

"Oh, um... is that good? Really... you can work with Pomera."

After the order for the request was completed, Pomera asked most of them.

I know what it's like to be humbled if you're treated like that by a guy like Roy, but sometimes it gets hard to hear Pomera's words.

I want her to live with a little more confidence.

"As far as other faces were concerned, no one else had spoken properly, and Mr. Pomera took it on and it helped me tremendously. It's up to me to thank you. Besides, it hasn't been half a day since I met Mr. Pomera, but I thought he was very trustworthy."

When Pomera heard my words, she was blushing and holding her beret peppered in a restless manner.

"Pomera... well, I wanted to get along with Kanata, and I was so glad you knew it was a half elf and still didn't change your attitude. Sometimes I haven't been well with Roy and the others, and I was grateful that you invited me to the party. However, I am very anxious that I will be pulling Kanata's leg..."

"... a little?

I accidentally answered my voice.

Roy's attitude towards Pomera sucked.

He obviously looked down on Pomera as being below himself and conveniently used it.

"Mm, I used to be, you know, so sweet! Not Mr. Roy, not Mr. Holly! They both smiled and spoke to me knowing that Pomera was distant in the guild because of her... Elf's mixed blood. Pomera... shouldn't have lived up to our expectations."

Pomera drops her shoulder disappointingly.

I was thinking back to the last time Roy grabbed my shoulder and talked to me in a whisper.

"Let's stop shaking the good guys, hey, you and me. I know, I was kind enough to think I could do magic because it's a mix of forest havoc too, but the levels are low, the guidelines are bad, and I'm not going to use them for anything. I don't defy anything, so bring it to stress relief and chores, but it doesn't work the way you expect it to. '

Phew, too pitiful......

I was confused about how I got back to Pomera's words.

I want to cheer you up, but I'm such a lousy talker and I don't know what to say to you.

"If Pomera had... if she had been a little firmer, would she have gotten along with Mr. Roy or Mr. Holly...?

Pomera, I feel like I should just forget about those two beautifully already.

I just don't think Roy is quite a level of scumbag no matter what he looks like, and I don't think Holly has a very good personality either, who was just depressed before Roy let Pomera curse.

If Pomera had the power Roy was looking for, wouldn't it have been essentially the same as her current treatment, as the chances of being cursed had diminished?

"Pomera, the… level is not for Roy or any other adventurer, but it can be used to the third level of white magic! This is all my mother told me when she was alive... So, so, leave the scratch handling to Pomera!

... I've already confirmed that Roy was level 14 and Pomera was level 7.

Maybe it's a nearly double difference for them, but both of them, to be honest, I just think it's the same from me.

I am the worst at white magic, or I have done little training aimed at mastering white magic because it was enough with the drugs that Renaele smelled for me and the uroboros ring.

More importantly, Renaele didn't find much presence in white magic in me because he used space-time magic causal retrograde as a means of healing.

... but you should be able to manipulate it to the fourth floor.

You might want to keep your mouth shut about this to Pomera.

"Pomera...... that, don't let Kanata disappoint you, works awesome, works really hard and helps!

Pomera clenched her fist and said so out loud.

He noticed his voice volume in the surrounding reaction, pulling the beret all the way to hide his reddened face.

... party members were also needed to follow the rules of the Alliance's requisition order, and knowledgeable human companionship as an adventurer and about this city was essential to me now, but maybe I've made a hell of a cruel solicitation in the stream?

Now if Pomera finds out my level is over 4,000, she'll be in the air like I invited Pomera with total sympathy alone.

That's probably unacceptable, Pomera.

He could just walk away from me because it would only be a foothold, and it could lead to more deeply hurting her first.

"Oh, my God, I'm sorry, I've also scolded Kanata..."

Pomera seemed to see me solidified and decided that she cared about Pomera's shouting and catching her surrounding eyes, and she kept her head down.

I was confused about what to do while I was forgiving Pomera.

When Pomera and I left the entrance to the Adventurer Guild, we slipped away from the man with the lower back length.

The little man looked at me and the pomela next door and laughed nimally.

If you think that's the face I saw somewhere...... 10,000 years old class D adventurer, one of Octavio's guys.

I'm not a very involved and pleasant opponent.

I rushed Pomera and left the Adventurer's Guild on an early walk.