Disciple of Immortal

Pomera and I headed back to the city of Arloburg to get the Adventurers Guild to redeem the Crusade Proof site.

"This, so many...? It shouldn't have been half a day since I ordered the request..."

An Adventurer Guild receptionist looked at me and Pomera alternately with his eyes round.

"Oh, you're both F-class adventurers aren't you...?

Officials check the number of goblin ears and go.

Along the way, my hand stopped moving and my body shook tingly.

"Go, goblin leader......? And that, for the triplets!? Whatever..."

"... is there any difference between a normal species and that much?

I fought directly, but I didn't know any difference other than what I saw, so I asked him.

Officials give suspicious looks.

"You guys... you really fought, didn't you? Have you done anything strange? Not very much, but I don't think the two of us in class F can handle it on a scale..."

"Ah... no, I don't know..."

Pomera stood in front of me in a panic.

"Yes! Uh... well, Kanata just signed up, so I think her strength will be a little bit higher. And then, that... that's why they came back in a short time, but on the south side of the city, I wonder if there might be a goblin nest..."

Pomera widened the map and explained it to the staff.

"... there were certainly other strange reports up close. I see...... then well, I'm also convinced. Thanks for the info."

Officials didn't seem to be convinced yet, but there was no sign of any further pursuit.

Oh, thank God...

After all, it's different when someone knows exactly what it is.

Glad you had Pomera.

"Was Mr. Canata working as a private soldier or alchemist somewhere? With this momentum, as long as you have a track record, it should be easy to get up to a D-level adventurer… no, as far as a C-level adventurer is concerned"

There is no such thing as restraint in the class, but is it also a goal of activity?

I don't really know the guidelines and benefits per grade, but let's just aim for a C-level adventurer.

"It's an increase in track record. I'll do it again."

I hear voices from behind and look back.

An adventurer lined up behind me looked at me, but when my eyes met, I rang my tongue and missed my face.

... It's called Octavio, it's called Roy, I feel like a lot of people are a little rough.

"You think they're Class C? Don't be ridiculous..."

and... slightly away, I saw Octavio standing.

He was carving deep wrinkles in his face and staring at me.

My nose is cramped and tingling and trembling

Around, there's no sign of the little man around.

... Did he really give Octavio a good warning?

When I looked back, Octavio turned his back on us and walked somewhere.

I hope you didn't set me up with anything......

"This reward is… eighteen goblins, three leaders, sixty-six thousand gold."

"Shh, wow...... it's hard to get this far, even with an E-grade request!

Pomera was receiving a reward and leaking an inspiring voice.

Almost a circle and a gold should have been equivalent.

If this is all you can make in a day, isn't it going pretty well?

If you think of it as thirty-three thousand gold in half, twenty times as working twenty days a month, it would also be sixty-six thousand gold.

Considering the cost of preparation is enough.

I was wondering if it would be a bit more cynical life, but this is going to give me a lot of room.

"Okay, Mr. Canata, go ahead"

Pomera will give you the bag of rewards as it is.

"Huh? Uh... what's Mr. Pomera's share? Isn't that half a fold?

"Oh, no! Pomera didn't do anything, and you'll be punished for anything you want! Plus, I'm going to be taught a lot of things... and I'm not going to give you money for nothing!

"No, I've been taught a lot about this one... and I can't live without money in the first place..."

"Yes, I'm fine! Pomera, I'm used to sleeping outside...... plus I have a goblin worm recipe my mother taught me so I won't starve!

"I'm unnecessarily worried! Is that really edible?!?

"E, in the elf settlement, they were eaten quite often. I haven't heard much about people eating in urban areas..."

... I've never seen it, but it doesn't inspire my appetite because of the name Goblin Worm.

It's hard to imagine the appearance subtly.

Anyway, if you don't at least get paid enough to live truly, I'll be more concerned about this one.

As I continued to question Pomera, I heard anger from another receptionist.

"I did see it! A bat-like creature with one big eye! That's a summoned spirit!

"Is it you again...... So, what's wrong with that?

"Although it would be a felony in any city to make a spiritual summons and let it go wild! There's no way anyone would do that without a purpose! That's the Wicked Goddess Notebook, who can't walk poorly outside, let it go for reconnaissance! That's the only way! And yet... what are you going to do to loosen your guard because the witness statement of Notts was misinformation!

Well, there was this guy who was stuck at the reception.

Against the fierce man, the reception was salt compatible.

"It's the Lord's decision, so even if he tells us... It must be a mistake or something. If you really saw it, you can't deny the possibility of a prank either. In the first place...... because you're scared, isn't that how it looks to everything?

"What...?

The man had an atmosphere that seemed to catch on to.

"Evil Cleric Notes" … certified as "The Demon Dragon of Man", was he a vicious person?

Indeed, the arrangements that should have been affixed to the prominence of the guild are already gone.

At that time, two guards appeared at the entrance and walked straight to the reception, pinching the noisy man from both sides.

"Hey, what the fuck, you guys!

"It's you again... stop fussing about that and this and the shallow thoughts and confusing the people.... but you didn't seem to get it. I'll have them follow me."

The man had been taken as he was by the guards and moved outside the Adventurer's Guild.

"You're gonna regret this! You guys don't think it's weird either! If you had Evil Cleric Notes, a city like this would be destroyed in no time! And yet Galand, the idiot lord, decides early on that it's a mistake and takes no measures! If we stay here, they'll kill us all. Oh!

A man screams.

Inside the Adventurer Guild began to make noise.

I'm getting a little nervous, too.

I was relieved to hear it would be a mistake, but is it true that the Evil Cleric Notes are after this place?

"Shut up! I know that's how you're telling me to stop stirring up anxiety!

A man was beaten up by a guard.

Before I got up, the guard grabbed me by the back and was taking me outside so I could be dragged.

Pomera also held the scepter in her arms so as to mislead her anxiety.

"... so bad for someone named Notts?

Pomera blinked unexpectedly.

You didn't think I didn't know about Notts.

"The Human Demon Dragon... is not human. It's not a metaphor or anything that a city could be destroyed. Earlier people said it was a measure...... even if I found out I was in a city, I'm sure there's no measure I can take. Instead of cities, some of the Demon Dragons supposedly killed 100,000 people or destroyed one country."

Is that it...

In this distorted world dominated by levels, the difference in individual power can sometimes be as different as a dwarf and a giant.

I might have caught a sweet glimpse of the Human Demon Dragon.