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Lesson 13: There's no reason to be attacked.
Carry the boy to the Adventurer Guild after only minimal treatment.
I transported him to the Adventurer Alliance because the boy was an adventurer. I was fishing my pockets to see if there was anything I could identify, and the boy's adventurer card came out. At least I knew I was an adventurer.
"Come on..."
Put the boy to sleep on the couch on the ground floor of the guild.
A while later Melissa rushed in with a new receptionist.
"I brought Mr. Addy in."
"Pa, Mr. Pal......!?
I look at the boy sleeping on the couch and he's circling his eyes.
"Do you know him?
"Yes, I am the newcomer adventurer in charge"
A new receptionist - I get an explanation from Mr. Addy.
The boy's name is Pal, a rookie who just became an adventurer three months ago. Even when I said adventurer, the rank was G-rank, a child who earned his daily living by taking on miscellaneous requests received by registering for adventurer.
"Maybe an orphan...?
Those kids were also Alistair.
Some adults did not feel comfortable having their children work heavily, but many children wanted to work from themselves once they gained the daily cost of living.
"No, I hear you and your mother are living together"
"What happened to your father?"
"That's..."
A boy who became an adventurer to earn a living with his mother.
Noel asked about his irresponsible father, but Ms. Addy doesn't answer clearly just by pointing her gaze at Ira.
"Fine, 'cause now I know how it works."
"You know what?"
Pal boy's father is already dead.
And it was Ira's father who caused the death.
"Now I know why you resented me."
For a boy who was young and lost his father, the killer who took his father from him should have been someone he hated enough to want to kill with his own hands.
But the killer is already dead.
Then hatred turns to the killer's family.
"I don't know what to say, but over the past five years, there have been more opinions that it's wrong to hate even Mr. Ira, but there are still a few people in this city who can't forgive Mr. Ira."
"I know. So I was going to go home before I met someone like that..."
They raided me unexpectedly.
"So, do you have any idea why this kid had the Devil's Sword?
Pal boy's rank is G.
At least you can't just earn your own money to get the Devil's Sword. If there was a way to get it, it would be enough to get the Devil's Sword out of the Labyrinth myself.
"There was a scene yesterday, and the Alliance hired an adventurer to head to the labyrinth to find out if there were any other demon swords."
It was not an issue that could be left alone as a city either.
So he also hired an adventurer with a reward from the city.
Many adventurers devoured the rewards.
"But exploring the labyrinth doesn't mean you can just hire a powerful adventurer."
Treasures gained along the way.
Carriage of food and other consumables.
I'm going to need someone to give me that kind of support.
"We didn't have time, so we hired those support personnel for the Alliance."
Low-ranking adventurers are hired as a priority for jobs that even such newcomers can do. Gain a variety of knowledge by taking a close look at the prowess of high rank adventurers by supporting them.
"Pal, you were one of the support personnel I hired for my guild."
Newcomers hired primarily as luggage holders.
"I was in an environment where I could get the Devil's Sword."
I don't know when, but I got the Devil's Sword in my hand while I was acting alone.
And it moved in a way that was intrusive into my hatred for Ira.
The ability of the Devil's Sword would have made it possible to return to the city without anyone noticing that he was acting alone.
"But you knew Ira well."
"It's... it was getting a little famous that Ira was coming home, so maybe someone from the adventurer she was accompanying told me about."
The pal boy, who found out Ira was returning, moved into action.
It's been a very troublesome situation.
"Pal!"
"Hmm?"
One woman rushed into the Adventurer's Guild as she worried about the treatment of the pal boy.
The woman, who had blue hair in her thirties or so and felt sluggish and clear, now had a tired look because she was in a hurry to get to the guild.
I feel like a pal boy somewhere.
"Pal, your mother..."
"Oh, um... I heard Pal was brought here...!
That noise was seen by many.
Pal, it's no surprise that someone you know has informed your mother.
"Ah..."
Pal, I noticed your mother sleeping on the couch, Pal.
It consumes a lot of magic in the use of the Devil's Sword's abilities and pales his face because of the loss of blood. Above all, Pal, your right hand is missing.
"Well, I just asked you the same thing, but I'll explain the situation to you."
Addy's mouth explains what happened to your mother.
I'll leave it to you because, given the current state of the pal boy, explaining it from us would just piss off your mother.
Mother approached Ira after hearing the whole story.
I wave up to slap Ira on the cheek when I get close to her.
- Pasi!
Ira was grabbing her mother's wrist and stopping her without getting slapped.
It looks stopped and stopped for Ira, such as the hand of an average woman.
"Let me slap you!
"Why..."
"You didn't just have a husband, you even had a son!
"Ha..."
Throw your mother away in a sigh.
I just gently pushed it back, but my grandmother, who was in an excited state, stepped on it.
"We're the victims. Pal, you're the perpetrator. Make no mistake about that perception."
Raids all over the city.
Few have been seen by ordinary people, but many have seen a pal boy strike.
"More than anything, Pal, I'm not the one who killed your father, am I?"
It's Ira's father's job, not Ira's.
"That has nothing to do with it! Because of your father's murder of my husband, our family has struggled!
There was a case five years ago. When the pal boy was five years old.
If you were your mother's age, your father must have been in his twenties too. Back then, the family relied on their father to earn money.
But his father's sudden death.
The family lost their earning heads and their mother was to work.
Working while raising one young child was difficult and the mother had a hard time.
I could still raise a pal boy.
... Until today.
"Pal, you've been worried about your mother, who's been busy since your father died. So I became an adventurer with the idea that if I could help my mother at all,"
Addy, who couldn't look at the scratch, explains the details.
I became an adventurer to help my family because of the limited work that even children can do.
Mothers who live every day busily always say to their child, the pal boy, "There were bad people who didn't have a father. And the bad guys died and survived without atoning for their sins. The family also fled the city," he induced Ira and his family to hate each other.
We blamed Ira for making our lives difficult by doing so.
"Because of you!
"... what your father did, whatever the circumstances, is definitely not acceptable. So I don't mind hating our family. But I'm not going to be easily retaliated against because I'm back in a position where I already have family."
If Ira dies, Sierra will grieve like a pal boy.
If that's what's going to happen, I'll kill and throw away the pal boy without hesitation.
"Besides, the only fact in the case now and in the past is the fact that 'Raiders with Demon Swords have been rendered powerless'. Make no mistake there."
"Oh...!
Crying mother.
I hated the perpetrator from the suffering he suffered.
Too much of that hatred made me an assailant myself.
Now I'm in a position where I can't hate anyone.
"Pal, take you to the infirmary... and have your mother escort you too"
An Alliance Master who was trying to confirm the situation gave instructions to Pal to take you and your mother to the infirmary.
He also had yesterday's incident and was busy with a lot of things the officials were looking for, but he couldn't get caught.
"You got a minute?
He talks to me in a low voice.
It's not a very good story because the atmosphere is serious.
"- The second... No, the third demon sword was found. I need your help."