In the Adventurer's Guild in the town of Elgin, the Guildmaster twisted his neck (twist) in front of a letter from an old friend.

"Even if they say something unusual..."

An old friend, now in a position to bind the Royal Army, deliberately sent a letter to the Fei Long (Wyburn) - in the personal name of Isharaiah Rover, addressed to the Alliance Master of the Adventurer Alliance. There must have been a reason for this strange way of sending out a private letter or an official document. You don't have to pry into why. I just need to know that it's not a waste of time. I hope so... the content of the question is too vague.

The guild master who threw a spoon (tsp) at the head of the connoisseur just decided to borrow the wisdom of others.

"Hey, Peel, has anything changed in this town in the last year?

The young man who was shaken by the challenge - an official who attempted an GIS approach to the unidentified "thunder" - returns the answer without extra prying.

"Sora, whatever you say, it would be a dragon roar and a mysterious thunder"

"Anything else?

"... does something unusual mean something unusual? Or does that mean something different, a change?

"It's both... Anything wrong?

"Last year, the Mild Divine Chapel was built, wasn't it? Our female clerk was making a scene about a young cleric apprentice boy working, right?

The Mild Divine Chapel is an array built by Crowe wisely as a place to hide Marl Boy. Naturally, the cleric apprenticeship working there refers to the secret exile Marr boy from neighbouring Manastella... but the Alliance Master didn't know that much either. The concern of the Ning Alliance Master...

"Hey... my daughters, I don't suppose you've got your hands on the kid (kid), do you? You seduced a clergyman.

"That seems to be okay. Innocent kids watched from afar... because they said it was right to watch."

"... you almost said watching (...) now, right?

"It's my fault."

Although he was an Alliance Master with some doubts and mistrust about his belly hobby preferences, he decided to drop off his pursuit in this setting and continue to ask questions.

"... Was there anything else?

"... What about Coates' grandfather being chased by a dragon? This is also relevant to the story of thunder."

"Oh...... you had that too"

"And then... since Hendrik's store was replaced, the flavor has gained a reputation within the Alliance."

I thought that might be a little different, Guildmaster, but I would reconsider that the cause of the flavor loss might be an important clue.

"Why did the flavor drop?

"Looks like he changed his supplier with a cost cut or something."

"So, he said the quality had dropped"

"There are places where I changed my supplier and it tasted better."

"Heh? Then where?

"It's Bates' bakery. I sold it cheaper than it tasted, but it seems that the wheat from Theodoram that I had purchased until then sucks, and I changed it to Marcus. The price went up a little bit for that matter, but it tasted good, so everyone reacted well."

"My wife told me about Theodoram's wheat. That sounds like a lot of noise."

"Looks like the stores around here have changed their purchasing destinations, too. Is that about all I can think of so far?"

For the time being, the Alliance Master decides whether or not this much content is enough to free the staff.

"Right. Tell me if you remember anything else."