Disciple of Immortal

Officials were looking into the eyes of two large raños and paling their faces.

"Shh, wait a minute. Because I'm not the only one who can tell you about this! Plus, when Large Ragno seeds are out in the vicinity of magic cities… maybe this is really something terrible going on."

"After all, are you pretty muzzled?

At a time when so many raños are occurring, it seems to me that we are coming to a suspicious stage where we can counteract them with the power of an existing magical city.

Renaele also said so, saying that in this world there have been so many times in history when the great powers were lightly annihilated by a demonic disaster.

"I don't know much about it… Dear Alliance Leader, if the top species of Ragno continue to emerge, this could be a precursor to the city's demise…"

An official held his forehead and whispered so leaked.

Was there anyone who specifically predicted that far?

... Because maybe it's a pretty credible story.

"Oops...... sorry. You shouldn't have incited anxiety for no reason. Forget about now. Anyway, I need to tell you this thing up there a little sooner... As for the large raño, it is also valuable as information, so you should be able to have a satisfactory amount."

When the officer lowered his head to me, he hastily pulled into the back.

At that time, I was called from behind.

"Hey, you guys, who the hell are you? You're not an adventurer in this city. If there was a guy like you, there's no way he hasn't been noticeable before. Same as Alfred, a runner?

He was one of those adventurers who was watching us.

"Uh, yes, we're adventurers from Aroburg..."

When I said that, a man came forward.

He was a slightly neighborly, three-white-eyed man wearing a black pointed hat.

If you think you recognize him somewhere, he was the man who came to speak to Pomera on the road by carriage to this city.

The man tilted his hat with his hand and exhaled.

"You've heard of an incident in Arloburg where one of the Demon Dragons, the Evil Goddess Notes, broke out? This Virgin Pomera healed all the victims in Aroburg by herself, and blew up every hall where the Wicked Goddess Notebook lived and took care of him."

"Huh...?

Pomera's eyes were dotted.

A twist rises from all over the Adventurer Alliance.

That's stupid, that's impossible, everyone said it orally.

"In addition, she can freely serve the spirits of a large dragon. That's for sure because I saw it with these eyes. I've never seen such a mighty spirit before... It's not just the magic of healing and attack, it's not the summoning magic that's usual..."

After Philia blinked with her pussy, she looked at Pomera as she pointed her finger at herself.

"... Could it be because of Philia?

"Rumor has it that the old man, who was blind for more than fifty years, regained light in his eyes when she was finally healing the victims of The Evil Cleric Notes..."

I saw Pomera unexpectedly.

Pomera shook her head with great momentum.

Apparently, the rumor was totally demeaning.

"Bullshit, stupid!

"There's no way that can happen!

A rumble flies within the guild.

"Yes! That's the story, it's all cod! Don't just blow something unsolicited!

Pomera also said that to the man with a bright red face.

"... back off, out of the way"

I heard voices coming through a lot.

If I had turned my eyes, the wild horses would have split left and right and made their way.

It was Alfred who walked his way.

He's got a wrinkle between his eyebrows and he's staring at us.

I get a little nervous.

I stretched my spine a little.

I was a little disappointed with Alfred's level and the number of Ranho crusades, but Alfred is a real adventurer who fought for his life in this world and came alive with a positive offense.

Alfred has the style of those who have struggled over time.

There's something about his standing and his behavior that I admire as a man, too.

"Hey, you"

"Hey, what is it?"

When I answered, Alfred raved his voice.

"Not you! That's the woman there! Miscellaneous fish in back wipes or whatever! Stay back!

"Su, excuse me"

I accidentally apologized for being pressured by temper.

They were calling out to Pomera, not me.

But I can't feel any room I've ever had in Alfred.

"What do you say! Apologize to Kanata!

Pomera squeezed her wand with a grumpy face and stepped closer to Alfred.

"I don't care about that or anything! The problem is that you are trying to spread a vain and unprovoked absurdity. As the same adventurer, its ugliness is beyond sight"

"That's not what the Pomeras started to say! If you have a complaint, tell that guy over there!

"What defeated Notts, yes! Where'd you get that raño eyeball? How dare you take this out beside me and let me scratch you with great shame!

Alfred barked with a bright red face.

"Didn't you just not care about the last part after all! There's no downfall for the Pomeras on that! Didn't I just scratch your shame in the first place because you were good at showing off! Blow yourself up, come poking around and don't make a scene! Besides, Mr. Kanata is not a hipster! Pomera is just saying she can't and escorting you on Kanata's journey! Apologize!

"Oh, please calm down, Mr. Pomera. I don't care... blah, blah, blah."

I pulled Pomera's arm and tried to stop her.

"You told me! You big spiral!

Alfred spread his nostrils with excitement, exposed his gums and yelled.

From behind Alfred, a short-haired swordsman appeared.

Sure, she's one of Alfred's guys. They should have called me Saila.

When she wondered what she was going to do, she embraced Alfred's body and started trying to pull him back.

"No, please don't, Master Alfred! Because it's in public! Excuse me, this guy occasionally has seizures!

"Let go, Sarah! You're gonna make me scratch my shame!

Hey, what is this guy...

"That's you! Please, let's get back here! Step back, please!

"Shut up! You can't see I told you to let go!

Alfred waved his arms wide and thrust Saila.

"Ahhh!

Saila fell and was slammed to the floor.

Alfred glanced at her and immediately turned his gaze back to Pomera.