Disciple of Immortal

As I sat and waited, the other adventurers began to show up.

Follow the chairs one after the other.

"You have a man wearing that bandage. He is Ludger the Demon Poison. Alchemy, earthly magic, and water magic are used to fight cloudy men around poison."

Rosmond sitting next to him says, lurking his voice.

At the end of her gaze was a man covering his entire body with a blue robe.

Faces and arms peeking through the gap are covered in bandages.

And unusually long fingers.

I nodded small.

"Be careful with him. Of all the A-level adventurers in this city, it is considered the weakest, but my glance hides my strength. There are also black rumors that he was part of a criminal organization. He's a man who doesn't know what he's thinking. It's a lot more dangerous than a palpable guy like Alfred."

Rosmond smashed his tongue.

"I warned him against calling him here. Well, you wouldn't have fought your Ludger opponent from the front to take the delay... he wouldn't be using it with any vile and brutal hands. Be vigilant at best."

"Thank you, I'll be careful"

"... Soon, you two got along"

Pomera looked at me and Rosmond with a strange face.

"Hung, it's not funny, but it doesn't change what I was helped to do. To that extent, I would have been cut out by myself. As a sempai in this city, I'll give you the least bit of advice."

Rosmond put his arms around him covered in thick armor.

They tried a duel on me in the woods to destroy themselves, swarmed by Ragno where the magic had expired, and wrapped up in the philia and blown up and seemed to be completely dented, but they managed to restore their mentality after returning to the magic city.

Quick to recover.

The adventurers' conference seemed to be in full swing.

I've had Rosmond briefly introduce me to the face I'm already in, but they've got the Lord of the Magic City and his men, the executives of the Adventurer Guild, and the A-level adventurers of the city gathered together.

Class A adventurers were coming to Rosmond with bandaged man Ludger and Alfred, one old sorcerer and one young woman sorcerer at a time.

Apparently, this is what class A adventurers are all about.

"Who hasn't come after?

"Later, Guildmaster Gannett and S-Class Adventurer Cotone."

I'm breathtaking.

... There used to be a black coat sorcerer who made Philia attacking.

Was it Cotone, the S-class adventurer?

For example, there is no doubt that level 2000 or higher.

I didn't want to make bad contact...

That's when the door to the room opened.

"I apologize for the delay while I suddenly invited you"

It was Gannett.

Following him, another little woman showed up.

The woman is small and bows her head against the people in the room.

He was a black, shiny, white figure.

How old are you, like, one or two below me?

Lightly dressed robes with simple caged hands to protect the back of the hand.

It was characterized by an aligned forehead at the same height and a slightly colder eye.

I could tell by the look on my face.

I was hoping maybe by name, but I guess she's still Japanese.

I didn't think so, I lay my face down a little.

"… he is Kotone Takanashi of the Hand of the Military God (Arethhand). He seemed to refrain from acting as an adventurer for the past six months, but that old raccoon rushed him out."

The moment Cotone showed up, I felt the air in the room straining all at once.

The A-level adventurers also seem to have a glance at her.

"Kotone Takanasi......"

"You don't know? He is an S-Class Adventurer and a Transworld Transferor with God's Blessing (Gift Skill). She is a silent, ruthless, heartless woman who is indifferent to others. I've never seen it, such as where you're bickering. However, his strength is undoubtedly the strongest of magic cities. Even in my eyes, I stand in the outer realm. It's about standing around not being hostile at best."

From Rosmond's mouth it was made clear that Cotone was a transworldly metastasizer.

Apparently, she wasn't hiding anything, especially from the other world.

Although I may have had to publish it on the flow.

Perhaps "God Bless (Gift Skill)" is what Nialotope used to call a cross-world transfer privilege, a cheat skill.

That's what they call it in this world.

I bought and missed Nialotope's unhappiness, a power that could make me a brave man in this world.

Rosmond said it too, but you should be on your guard.

Is "The Hand of the Military God" Cotone's "God Bless (Gift Skill)"?

I'd like to do a status check, but if I use it poorly, I might be taken care of.

They should also have a Status Check.

Cotone walked to his empty seat, expressionless.

I feel a cold atmosphere from my standing behavior and expression.

Indifference to others, it seems, is a true story.

Cotone seemed to have pulled his hand from adventurer activity... but Gannett, who brings even people like this out exactly, might be awesome after all.

"Is that it?... Kanata, is he different from the one who lightly embellished Phyllia before?

Pomera told me, and I noticed, too.

Totally different outfit.

Plus, it was far-sighted, but I feel like my hair is completely different.

Maybe the hair color wasn't black either.

I wasn't able to confirm it firmly, but it was definitely not a dark system.

Besides Cotone, is there still someone to watch out for lurking in this magical city...?

I held on to my forehead and was desperate to explore the memory of that time.

Height, too, could have been a little lower.

Then my hair, it's long under my shoulder...

"That was, after all, Mr. Renaele...?

Yes, no, but we had such a beautiful breakup in Hell's Hole (Coquitos).

Can't believe they're chasing us right after that. Is that what's going on?

In the first place, if you went outside, you went out, and I have no idea why you wouldn't speak to me.

No, but I just think it was Lunaere no matter how much I thought back.

No, my thoughts are skewed.

I shook my head small.

"What's up, Mr. Canata?

"No, nothing"

I'd like to think that Lunaere came to see me, but there can't be such a convenience.

There's no way you're wandering around the magic city by bothering to break the eternal ban for me and get out of Hell's Hole (Coquitos) and come all the way to the magic city, and even though you did that to me, you missed your voice.

Sure, Renaele is a little shy because he's been in the depths of Hell's Hole (Coquitos) forever, and because of that, he sometimes runs in weird directions, but that's just it...

"... nothing, but when I have time, I'd like to do a little searching in this city"

"Ha? If Kanata wants to do something, Pomera will help..."

Pomera leans her neck strangely.