It was a three-story building with a gate engraved with a large scissor mark.

"Here, that's okay."

"Oh. That's right, best friend. This is the archaeological guild Scorpio."

There's a sign over there, and Daisy points to the side of the gate.

There's the 'Archaeological Guild Reception. If you need me, please go to the back' and there was a sign with the scissors mark dug.

"Can I go in the back and open the gate?"

"Maybe. When I was here, I was usually in and out."

Well, let's try that again, and I tried to get close to the gate. At that time,

Gi, and made a heavy noise and the door opened.

What emerged from inside was a young woman with shallow black skin. She was in front of the door. Looking at this one,

"Huh...? 」

And I turned my eyes round and raised my voice. As if to see something amazing. Furthermore,

"Ah, you guys! So, are you okay!? 」

I've said that like I panicked.

"Uh... when it's okay, what? 」

"What... you haven't changed your complexion during this storm...? What the hell are you...? 」

As she tilts her neck, she comes looking at us. In contrast to her like that, Daisy, hidden in my chest pocket, slipped on her face and raised her hand.

"Hey, you're hiccup, Michaela."

Seeing that look, Daisy opened her eyes again.

"So, Mr. Daisy!? And you're behind it, aren't you, brave party people...!"

"That's right. I'm here with my people today."

Daisy speaks in an easy-going way.

Daisy, who is familiar and basically more alert, takes this attitude,

"Is this woman your old acquaintance, Daisy? 」

"Yeah, I'm the head of the archaeological guild. I used to talk to you when I was in this city."

"Guild leader's, one? 」

When I raised my voice, the woman in front of me, called Michaela, snorted.

"Ah, yes. I am indeed the guild leader...... since when has Mr. Daisy been in this city...... I mean, hey, why, you guys look fine in this sandstorm with that gear...? Could it be because it has high magic and resistance..."

"What's a cheerful face? And resistance, sandstorms... anything? 」

When she asks, after erasing the rushing colour from her expression, she, uh... makes her mouth grip. That's when the door behind me opened again.

It was a woman who came out of it. Is it an employee of the Alliance? He wears clothes engraved with scissor marks that were on the sign of an archaeological guild. And

"Research Director! Because it's time for 'Purple Storm' to get real. The doors on the outer gate are tight, so please go back! 」

She noticed us after she told Michaela that.

"Huh?"

and raised his voice. Furthermore,

"Keh, Research Director? Why aren't these people out of breath in this purple storm? 」

It also raises such a surprise.

Same reaction as Michaela.

... Apparently, it's amazing how we can be normal in this environment.

If you look at their attitude, you can see that.

Michaela, who kept her mouth shut while I was thinking about it, summed up her thoughts.

"Uh... I've been a little messed up about what to say, but I want to explain everything to you, so please go inside first. Let's talk in the conference room. And, Juli, that's what I'm saying, so these people are my guests and I need you to get me a room."

Michaela called out to the officials behind her.

"Yes! 」

The official nodded at the instruction and ran back to the back.

"Let's go in, too. Because sandstorms will be in full swing from now on. The sound will annoy you, too. It's easy to talk to."

"Oh, thank you, Michaela."

That's how rushed and polite Michaela was to welcome us into the archaeological guild.