Meyer and I get our hands on making 'Combat Protectors' in the morning.
I also took the time to hang out with her handgun making practice.
She met me. If she had even had the time to make it, she wouldn't have a head of iron plates, but she even touched, licked, tried to smell them to remember them with her body, hit them to feel the intensity, punched them, pressed their cheeks and felt the cold.
I also painted many other pieces on paper and slept in a futon with them like a lover.
... You had a scene like this in Ha 'O Tar x Han 'O.
I'm trying, but it feels like I said a little later to the point.
She owes me so much, I'll try to help her out.
But it's still not enough for the genius Mayer to make all this effort, so I guess it's quite difficult for humans in this world to convey images to magical liquid metals. It seems difficult to teach a general magician.
After lunch, I took Snow & Chris to the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) on the Dragon People's Continent.
The Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) is almost identical in appearance to what was found on the Wicked Continent.
Three floors of wood, about the size of a gymnasium, with adventurous people hissing in and out.
"This is the Adventurer's Union of Good Offices."
It's big.
Snow & Chris seemed to be new and strangely impressed.
I was unusual for the first time, so I know how it feels.
Take them into the building.
The system is the same, I received a number tag from the guide and also received a new registration document together for Snow & Chris.
I get the reissue documents for the tag.
I will specify what I need in the paperwork while I am waiting.
When I finished writing, they just called the number tag we had.
"Ugh!?
"... what is wrong with you?
When I sit on a private counter and check with each other, I leak weird voices.
About four years ago, she was a receptionist at the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) on the Dark Continent, where she was responsible for registering me as a beginner.
For the first time in about four years, the apparent age is in the first half of twenty units, with horns twirling from the head resembling sheep and bearing bat-like feathers. As always, Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) clothing suited me well.
They apparently haven't noticed me.
That's right.
Because he has grown taller and changed his face compared to about four years ago.
"Don't you remember? I took care of Lute about four years ago when I signed up for an adventurer in Grey, the shipping city of the Shemale Continent. I hunted 31 Gargals."
"!? Is it Mr. Lute! You're alive!
The receptionist immediately remembers at "Gargal, 31" and makes a surprise look.
Looks like I'm supposed to be dead over there after all.
Once again, I tell her a story about being fooled by a fake adventurer and sold to a demon continent.
He is now safe, free from slavery and free to live.
The receptionist apparently switched from the Demon Continent to a department close to the Demon Continent because of the Demon Nation.
They told me they were worried I wouldn't come back.
I apologize for worrying about her because of my mistakes.
"So this time I'd like to reissue my Adventurer registration and ask for their new registration."
"I'm in awe. I'll take care of the paperwork."
She receives and confirms the documents.
"Re-registering Adventurer Registration is Dear Lute, the other two are new...... hmm?
The receptionist stares at the paperwork.
"... I'm sorry. It looks like we're all married with a circle on it."
"It's not a paperwork mistake, it's because I'm married to two people."
"Yes, I'm Lute's wife."
"I'm also Lute, your brother's wife."
Snow and Chris happily showed their left arm.
They have a wedding bracelet (bracelet) shaken by me made of magical liquid metal on their arms.
Of course I'm wearing it.
I was still engaged back in the day, so I didn't get round to being married.
He is now also married to Snow & Chris.
When it comes to weddings, it's not something you pledge love to each other in church. It's a form of reporting marriage in front of everyone. Snow also handed it over. The three of us gave a safe wedding.
My wife was about to give me her bracelet bill, but I just want to buy a wedding bracelet.
That's where I bought the magic liquid metal I was saving for Maya.
I made a bracelet for me and Chris.
Slightly thinner than Snow's and subtly different in design (the bracelet (bracelet) with the missing Snow was recreated).
Snow & Chris were satisfied with such a wedding bracelet. But I'm not convinced myself.
One person decides to buy and give a wedding bracelet (bracelet) that looks a little better in the future.
When the receptionist's sister saw our wedding bracelet, she was more surprised than hunting for 31 Gargals.
"Oh, no! I just turned 14 and 13! This is why the younger kids of the day! Ha... okay ~ I've never met a sister in such a profession. There's no way I'm going to get my hands on the adventurers who are customers - internal love is your law. Where the hell are we supposed to meet? Parents are so loud about marriage, marriage, and deception..."
"Ooh..."
Your sister suddenly spills gutsy and stupidity.
I used to think it was the same type, but apparently not.
But it just wasn't out of line forever, and your sister floats a sales smile.
"So it costs about one silver coin for the new registration fee and five silver coins for the reissue, no problem? Also, originally, I have an interview for the reissue, but in the case of Master Lute, it seems to be on the victim's side, so I need to be very careful. However, if this happens again, please be aware that this may not be reissued due to lack of strength."
"Wow, I get it. I'll be careful. No problem."
When she agrees, the receptionist checks the documents again.
Me and Chris' paperwork is through.
Next, Snow's paperwork check stops my hand.
"Mage A minus class!?
To another surprise, the other adventurers go out of their way.
"Mage A minus is an area where only a handful of geniuses can get in, right?
"And with that youthfulness... awesome"
"How magical is that?"
"From what I just heard, it looks like the man is the husband of two kids"
"Bigamy!? And with that youthfulness... wow"
"You're so energetic."
A whisper comes from an adventurer.
Too bad! I'm still a virgin!
No way. It's just awkward to do my first at my ex-works, now at my daughter-in-law's Brad house, and I can't make it on a journey.
In Mayer Mansion, each room is different from the others.
No way. It would be awkward for them to celebrate their first time in a house they knew.
I sleep in a futon with him at night......
I kiss and hug, but I don't do any more than that.
The receptionist asks the fearful Snow.
"Sorry, do you have a mage school diploma or something that can prove your grade?
"The school is on the north side of the demon continent. Besides, I haven't graduated yet, so I don't have a diploma or anything. Graduation has been confirmed for the privileged students."
The receptionist looked difficult in Snow's explanation.
"... I'm sorry. If you don't have a certificate, can't you give me privileges as an A?
"What is privilege?
She answers my questions.
"You can start at Adventurer Level III from the beginning. You will also receive a special payment from the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Alliance)."
"It doesn't have to be that much, does it?
"Yeah, no problem."
"Now let me contact the School of Mages here to see if Master Snow is A-minus. It will take some time, but as soon as you get confirmation, if you're still below level III, you can also increase the level, so don't hesitate to say so."
Snow's confirmation is also waived.
Instead, ask for a quest.
He offered me a demonic exorcism, not a level I chore, just because he knew it for a familiar receptionist.
Level I Quests are exorcisms of nearby demons.
The target demon is named Bakupak.
The clearance condition is to come hunting one or more of these bacpaks.
Bakupak is a four-legged beast.
It says in the paperwork to get the corner of your forehead.
Apparently, horns become magic pills.
Receive tags with quest orders written.
We took the quest and left the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Alliance) behind.
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Once, go back to Maya Mansion and check your gear.
My gear is AK47.
Water bottle in back sac (Zach), bag to put corners in, 2 x spare magazines. Have 6 x 5 shots of '7/62 mm x 51 NATO ammo'. This is the form Chris's spare ammunition holds together.
I put two magazines in the magazine pouch on my left and right hips.
Behind his hips he equipped himself with a knife.
Snow is a "S&WM 102" revolver. Two speed loaders (6 shots x 2) in both pockets. Honestly, in her case, it's for protection. I probably won't have a chance to use it.
She also equips her hips with a knife.
Chris takes out the M700P and puts it on his shoulder with a sling. Once she also put ammunition (cartridges) in the pouch on her left and right hips. But unlike the rest of us, the type that holds one shot at a time, six by two rows per pouch. Calculate to have 24 rounds in total. I'm also letting Chris hold the knife just in case.
Rent two horned horses from Maya to leave the city.
Outside the city, how far was the wide plain going?
Snow runs one, I run one with Chris in front.
Snow learned how to ride a horn horse at the School of Mages, and I learned it from Mr. Gigi.
Bakupak, the prey, Chris found me with his foresight.
There's a demon about 600 meters away that looks like it. The number is three.
We went down the horn horse and approached our prey from under the wind.
"Chris still can't put ammunition (cartridges) in it?
"I'll come a little closer."
She only takes one shot out of the porch and it goes in her pocket.
At a distance of about 200 meters, I could see the same.
The size is one turn larger than the pigs and pigs of previous life.
The number is three.
The horns grew and looked like Murray Bak with fangs.
Slightly fancy looking, but unusual to devour prey for that matter.
Muscular enough to tell from a distance, it's almost like knocking them out with just a sword.
But we have AK47 & M700.
Waste of over-spec gear.
"Snow, Chris. Is there anyone else besides us?
"... yeah, I'm fine"
'I can't find the others either. There's nobody here but us. "
Make sure there's no one else around to stop treading about four years ago.
The surrounding area is a wide meadow.
There's no place for people to hide, but just in case, I got confirmation from Snow, the magician, and Chris, who has good eyes.
I don't use physical enhancement after that, as I decided beforehand.
Because I don't care if they sense magic and get away with it.
Disarm the safety device.
to semi-automatic.
Pull the cocking handle and first move one bullet into the medicine room (chamber).
Chris also pushed only one bullet into the magazine.
Walking closer, Bakupak notices and intimidates us.
I hold an unfamiliar cylinder and it strikes me without fear because I look younger.
I shot him with a projectile.
Three gunshots.
Chris shoots through the brow beautifully.
I had one shot, and I shot through one brow.
The other shot shoots through the leg and stops the movement.
Snow stabbed a stop with magic.
I bothered to do this twice so that I could feel the magic and my prey wouldn't run away.
I pick up the fallen empty pod and put it in my back sac (Zach).
"Snow, after you cut the corner, burn the body"
Copy that.
She lightly replies, cutting corners from Bakupak and burning down the body.
I put a corner in the sachet in my back sac (Zach).
We go back to where we left off the Horn Horse.
The horn horses were not surprised by the sound of the shooting and did not escape, and were eating grass with ease.
We then travel through the meadows until the sun tilts and discover our prey with Chris' vision.
In total, we secure about thirty corners.
Ten calculations per head.
I didn't go straight to the Adventurer's Good Offices (Guild) cash exchange, but once I got home I left AK47 and M700P. Just to be careful.
Of course, repaint the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) rookie record.
Snow & Chris is ranked up to Adventurer Level II. I'll stay put.
This is how I was able to start a smooth new life.