One day around noon, a messenger comes from the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild).

Everything is Chris nominated. They're asking for a quest.

The request is from the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Alliance), and the client wants to explain it.

For this reason, I am begged to come to the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild).

I was concerned about the nomination of individual Chris instead of PEACEMAKER (Peacemaker) or the Knights of the New and Pure Maiden.

Luckily for me, and Chris, there's only one easy clerical job this afternoon. As a precaution, if I can accompany you, I'll be perfectly comfortable.

Then we promise to head to the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) this afternoon.

Let's push the clerical work to Garma.

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"But it's rare... well, isn't it the first time? I can't believe you're making a request in the name of one of us."

'Right. What kind of quest is it?'

Me and Chris walk side by side in uniform.

She came with a mini blackboard and agreed.

This is the first time I've been nominated by a nominee, even if I've ever ordered a quest from an Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Alliance).

What the hell are you doing with Chris?

When I showed my face to the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild), the usual demonic receptionist responded.

Apparently the client is already waiting in a private room.

She guides me into my usual private room.

"Ooh! I've been waiting for you!

Waiting for us on the couch was one old man.

Tails are stretched from the head from around the ears and hips specific to the beast man.

Gray hair with noticeable wrinkles but firm ankles. As soon as we show up, he stands up and begs for a handshake.

But under my eyes, the bear is thick.

It's like I haven't slept in over a year.

Me and Chris shook hands and sat down on the front couch of the client.

The receptionist set aside some incense tea for us.

And lower your back to the lower seat so as not to disturb you.

The client opened his mouth to signal it.

"Thank you again for coming. It would have been polite to go out here, but suddenly I thought it might be annoying to push you, so I contacted you through the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild). My name is Hatter from the Beast Nation, Tiger Nation."

"This is Lute Gunsmith, PEACEMAKER."

This is my wife, Chris Gunsmith.

We greet each other first.

Hatter then spoke out of the request with a seemingly realistic look.

"Actually, my granddaughter suffered from a rare curiosity in the world called Sissigi Disease."

"Sissigi's disease" - a disease in which a blue-winged mole floats all over your body and you lose your life a year later. Most people never get this disease. It's a rare disease where one person in the whole world leaves or doesn't leave every few hundred years.

But healing 'Sissigi's disease' seems easy in a way for the odd.

All you have to do is eat the meat of a bird called a shishigi.

The problem is that the bird called Sisigi is very small and very difficult to stop to fly to the zigzag.

Furthermore, Shishigi will deteriorate meat and cannot cure 'Shishigi's disease' unless he blows his head off and lets it die in one blow. That's why I can't use the trap.

Attack magic also affects and degrades the meat, so it is not allowed to be used.

Shishigi is vigilant and no creature can approach him. Because of this, it is impossible to approach and capture them with swords, spears, etc.

The only way is to destroy the head with a single blow with a bow, throw, etc. and let it die.

For this reason, bowmen who captured Shishigi and others are treated superbly. However, such a person is not quite there and is demanded a large reward even if he is there.

Not a very good amount to pay in Hatter, who is an ordinary person.

I hoped to pay in a split, but I was vegan and refused.

The adventurers and hunters who had been telling me about 'I could capture Shishigi myself' appeared when I was on my way, but of course they couldn't capture me and they tricked me into taking my money.

Becoming poor quality again, there were times when the hired adventurer falsely called 'Sissigi's Meat' and brought regular chicken.

Though it was also a thought of straw, he said he wasted his time and money - Hatter weeps.

"And when I talked to Adventurers' Good Will (Alliance), I heard from PEACEMAKER and Chris."

I'm not even a magician. Chris...

Said he shot out the flying twin dragon's eyes and destroyed his head from the inside and knocked it down.

Says he shot the basilisk with the demonic eye of petrification through his eyes and destroyed his head from the inside before it entered the range.

Chris was taught to be an 'adventurer, one of the leading bowmen in the Legion'.

No, it's a sniper gun (sniper rifle), not a bow...

Hatter rubs his forehead against the table and petitions me before correcting it.

"My daughter is already dead and only my granddaughter can call me a family! It's only a small amount for her, but all her wealth! I'm not spared to give you my life! So please help me! I'll give you everything you want, everything you can give me! If the reward for success is not enough, it will take time, but we will surely pay the promised amount! So please! Please!"

I see... if the life expectancy of my only flesh parent, my granddaughter, was about to run out, the bears under my eyes would be thicker because of anxiety.

Chris stood up and bypassed the table before I opened my mouth.

Walk over to Hatter's side.

Gently, I squeezed that hand.

"But I'll take... Shih, gi, gi. Leave it to me,"

"Oh, thank you......! Thanks!

Hatter squeezes Chris' hands, blurring and tears zero.

She turned her gaze to me and said, 'Can I take it?' He asks. Of course there's no reason to say no.

The philosophy of PEACEMAKER (Peace Maker): "Save those in need, those who seek help". I can also say that this request is exactly as the philosophy implies.

For this reason, Hatter can say, 'I don't mind paying the success reward as long as I can.' Again he overflowed with tears.

Make sure we're satisfied, and the receptionist takes the form out.

"So you can accept the quest, right?

"Please"

"Will you order the quest from PEACEMAKER (Peace Manufacturer)?

I tried to get a job as an army (Legion), but I get a detailed explanation from Hatter about Shishigi.

Shishigi is a sensitive bird, and if pressed by a large crowd, he immediately gets to fly and stand.

When that happens, it's impossible to find it.

For this reason, there seems to be one or even two Sigi hunters.

That means I got quested at PEACEMAKER (Peacemaker) and the two of me and Chris were going sissy hunting.

Others will be briefed by the receptionist and the hatter about the detailed 'sissigi' and will note down what they seem to need.

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When we take the quest, we go back to headquarters to prepare.

Hatter dropped us off over and over again.

"Thank you, thank you! I will never forget this grace!

"No, because it hasn't succeeded yet. Then hurry up and get ready to go hunting for Sissigi."

"Yes! Regards!

Me and Chris walk out to HQ.

Hatter kept his head down until he couldn't see us.

Me and Chris have a meeting about getting ready as we head back to HQ.

"I'm glad you're just in the woods for a day by carriage from here."

Sisigi doesn't have a place to settle. They're traveling through forests all over the Beastman continent.

This time I was lucky enough to be in a nearby forest and I had a sighting.

If I miss this, they'll have to look for the prey from scratch again.

"Let's borrow the carriage to be pure. I'll finish my gear set and food arrangements by the end of the day and leave tomorrow morning, but that's okay with Chris, too?

"It's okay."

"I'm glad neither of us have a big job in this week. This won't interfere with your work, and you're going to be able to make quests."

"But you have clerical work, right?

"It's okay, 'cause I'm gonna ask Counsellor Garma for administrative work."

He owes me a lot of money for sorcerer killings, etc.

I need to get this much work done.

"Even at work, I'm glad you and your brother are on a carriage trip alone"

Chris dyes his ears red in embarrassment, claiming while hiding his mouth with a mini blackboard.

Can I be sweet for the rest of my journey?

"Of course you are! Instead of just traveling, you can sweeten me up right now. How about tonight in bed or something?

"Your brother is eh...... ugh"

But she goes on.

'... please'

"All right, I'm in charge!

Chris writes the letter of consent on the mini blackboard as it lights up so much that smoke seems to come out of his head.

It's not a good idea to overdo it because it's early tomorrow morning, but I doubt you'll be able to suppress your own reason.

"Wait a minute."

Several men stand in front of us walking flirtatiously.

A representative man takes a step forward.

It looks racist and has a back length of nearly two meters. My beard is a toy and I have chest hair. There were demonic claw-like scars on his cheeks.

If we meet in the middle of a journey, I think it's a bandit or a bandit, and I'm issuing a shooting order.

The man cuts out.

"I'm a racial pawk. Adventurer, level iv. You guys are PEACEMAKER, right?

"... yes, but something?

Pawk tagged and told the adventurer level.

I stand guard and shelter Chris. [M]

Relax your right arm to exit the revolver that is lowering from your hips at any time.

"You just got a quest from the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) for" Sissigi Hunt, "right? If Sissigi gets caught, will you sell it to me? I'll double the reward."

Just bargaining.

"Eh, is Mr. Pauck still with Sissigi's disease or something?

"No, no, what's wrong with 'Sissigi's Disease'? He's such an unlucky guy to thunder on sunny weather. The meat, so fresh that it works for 'Sissigi's disease', seems so delicious that it doesn't seem like it belongs in this world. That's why they trade at high prices. If you take the route I know, you'll cross the reward lightly. What do you say, you guys make sure you get Shishigi? I'll introduce you to the route, why don't we split the mountains?

Assholes or these guys...... I can't believe we're talking about money even though people's lives are at stake.

It seems silly to deal with them, too.

"I'm sorry, but Mr. Hatter has asked me to do this first,"

"No, no, no, no. It's everyday tea for adventurers, isn't it?

"You can't scratch the name PEACEMAKER."

No islands to attach, and I say no.

The other person distorted his expression.

"You're gonna regret this..."

It changes from a certain friendly attitude earlier to something that smells violent.

But that's only their death flag.

When the Pawks spit, they turn their backs and disappear into clutter.

You're starting to stink a little bit about this one.