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"Oh no, oh no!

"... hmm?

Sierra desperately extends her hand toward the table while being held on Ira's lap. You can tell what you're asking for by looking at what's ahead of you.

"You want a drink?

"Oh no!

"Uh-huh, I don't even feel like milk would be nice..."

"Ugh!"

Angry Sierra.

So far, Sierra has not been given anything other than breast milk.

It's not that I want something to eat, I just don't like the situation where I'm the only one who can't eat the same thing while everyone is eating the same thing.

"Oh, my God, you're Ira's kid."

"Auntie."

"Yes, this"

My aunt offered me a bottle.

There is solid milk inside.

"... is it okay if I give you a drink?

"It's okay. You've been drinking the same thing since you were just like this girl."

"Huh!?

Stunning facts were told.

"Max used to bring you here when you were born. You don't remember, but that's when I was urging her to drink it. You can't argue with blood."

"I'll have..."

It gets awkward but receives the breastfeeding bottle and approaches Sierra's mouth.

At first it was Sierra who didn't know how to smoke and was confused, but when she found out she could drink milk, she was desperate to smoke.

"Kefu."

But I'm still a baby.

I just drank a little of the contents of the bottle and was satisfied.

Babies fall asleep if satisfied. Sleeping slowly in Ira's arms.

"Oh, um..."

"What?

"Can you tell me how to make it?

Is that what you're saying? That's how cheap it is. "

"Thank you, auntie"

Isla disappears into the kitchen behind the store with her aunt.

"Come with me"

"Oh, hey..."

"I can't remember being alone, and you're gonna need it."

Sylvia was also taken as a force of war.

"Good for you"

"Oh."

Melissa, who received Sierra from Ira, was smiling.

I was just a little nervous about letting him go home because it seemed like he had come out of his hometown to run away from home after everything. Looks like some residents still can't forgive Ira, but I'm glad it seems to be generally accepted.

Continue eating again.

- Bang!

The store door was opened with a loud noise.

"Ko, you were here...!

If you look at it wondering who opened it rampantly, there was Mr. Marcella you saw in the guild.

Mr. Marcella seems to have rushed in and was about to exhale his rough breath by throwing up his hands on his knees shortly after he made sure we were in the store.

"... what's going on?

Apparently not normal.

"Isla's not here?

"I'm off my seat now..."

When I look in the kitchen, I look like I'm having fun.

Although the aunt noticed that a new person had come into the store, the person who came in was a woman in the Adventurer's Guild uniform, and she decided that she was not a customer of the store because she was talking to us.

Of course it's not called disturbing air.

It's just explaining the situation.

"Then I don't mind you guys!

"What the hell happened?

"Forced request, right"

"Yes......"

Looks like Mr. Marcella noticed what happened to Iris.

"You've been in a lot of panic."

"... The Devil's Sword has been unearthed"

Everyone was surprised by the words.

"What do you mean...?

"Ira......"

Ira's surprise is enormous among them.

He was supposed to be in the kitchen, but he picked up the word 'demon sword'.

"Remember Mr. Hopkins you guys rubbed yesterday?

"Oh."

"He dived into the labyrinth to clear up his depression after that noise. Alliance officials are confirming your entry into the Labyrinth. I don't even know what happened inside. But his whole body, which came out hours ago, was stained bright red with blood, and he seemed to have a sword in his hand that emitted a disastrous aura."

The officials who saw the figure noticed a terrible resemblance to when Ira's father was ruled by the Devil's Sword.

- Dominated by the Devil's Sword.

Guild officials, who were labyrinth administrators, hurried back to the city when they left the scene to call for rescue.

"We have made a compulsory request to all adventurers who were already in the guild from past events. I owe it to all of you, high-ranking adventurers, to help -"

"- None."

Illis, who says no to Mr. Marcella's words kickingly.

"Forced requests, indeed, can't be turned down if you're a high-ranking adventurer. But only those adventurers who are eligible are those based in that city. Doesn't apply to adventurers who just happen to stop by the city."

"But..."

"If you want our help, bring the story as a" normal request, "not a" compulsory request. "

Compensation for compulsory requests depends on the discretion of the Alliance Master who is issuing the request, so an amount close to the volunteer may be issued.

An adventurer cannot complain about his forehead.

Because that's what a compulsory request is, and it's supposed to swallow all those conditions when you become an adventurer.

However, if a request is made as usual, a high remuneration may be claimed.

Reward for hiring A-rank Adventurers.

Never cheap.

"Ira, can the demon sword damage my hometown again?

"It's..."

"The story of Ira destroying the Devil's Sword on her journey is telling us all about it. That's why I want you to do the same this time."

Ira's gaze at me after Mr. Marcella's words.

I'm asking permission. It's my hometown where there was a lot going on as well as Ira, but I want to help her. But when it comes to exerting enough power to do something about the Devil's Sword, it needs to show off unusual power.

Then it will show the power of the Labyrinth family, albeit at one end.

I hesitate to do that.

"Whatever you want."

"Huh..."

"If you want to help, we'll do everything we can to help you - that's all."

None of my people disagreed with my decision.

Everyone is nodding.

After that, it depends on Ira's decision. It may be accepted now, but it is true that the young Ira was badly dealt, even though she had no choice. If you say you don't want to help, you still have no choice.

You don't have to get lost.

"Auntie......"

"I was familiar with Max, so I never said anything bad about Ira. But we can't make a bad impression on our customers because we do business like this. So I can't be on your side. Now, it's a good word for bugs to rely on you for coming home by accident when there was a commotion."

"I personally think so too..."

Mr Marcella says.

My aunt's thoughts were also those shared by everyone who accepted Ira back home.

"Besides, here's the guy you need to take care of the most right now."

At the end of my aunt's gaze is a sleeping Sierra.

Sierra and home town. I don't even have to think about which one to hang on the balance.

"I'm..."