Haroon

Hersh sits on the grass, going to a secluded place.

What the hell are you doing? '

Harun watches what she does without a word.

Hersh closes his eyes and lays his thumbs against his temples. She wriggles her eyebrows as she goes along, and Harun can feel a strange energy in her.

'What is it? This looks like thread.'

Through the center of her forehead, a thin, thread-like aura gushes forth and flutters toward one of the voids. Surprisingly, the pulse of energy spread through the atmosphere and into the air.

"Is this a gift?"

It may or may not seem like it. I have never seen someone use this ability in this way in a game, and I have never experienced this phenomenon in real life.

"Phew!"

After doing whatever I wanted to do, Hersh sighed and gave me an eye, but the area under the eye changed slightly.

"I called a spirit."

I didn't even ask, but Hersh spoke.

"Did you really summon a spirit?"

It was hard to believe.Maybe you were a spiritual or an internal process. You don't know, but it seemed too serious and hard to see as a summoning ritual.

"I'm not the kind of spirit who stays in the spirit system. It's a bit strange, but it's a spirit that exists in the material system."

Hersh said a few words that rushed through his mind. Harun's big eyes suddenly flashed intensely.

Anti, Fairy and Essential Spirits!

"Hmm, a spirit that exists in the material system?"

"You probably don't even know who the animist is. mythical mythology

From modern to modern, there are quite a few places that are forbidden to humans. That's where fuchran, the forest of magic, or the pure earth are. Some of them are extraordinary, naturally pure Mana gatherings from ancient times. Thousands, tens, or even hundreds of millions of years have passed, and Mana says that whatever she gathers in one place will occasionally become like a living creature with her own self and body. And of course, the body is not as material as we think it is, but as a shape. There's almost no such thing as mythology in the world, but sometimes there's a myth about these things when you go up to the Shinma period where the new world and the magic system are connected to the material world. "

"A mythical spirit? This is amazing."

"Haha! Right. Except for Dad and Tahon, he's the first to know who Pony really is."

Hersh has a special look on his face to reveal a great secret.

"Could he be the same kind of bitch? '

The moment I listened to her, Harun thought of a slut in his head. He is so impertinent that I can't even think of a proper name, but I still don't know his identity or abilities.

'Well, the power of pollutants, including poison, is dizzy and smart enough to summon even lower spirits.'

It was a peculiar ability to make the Summoner cast a lower spirit, though not the other way around.

I could feel something familiar in the sky, as Harun was just thinking of something stupid. Looking up, it was a pair of burroughbeaks. The pulse she caused called to them.

They come down at Harun and Hersh like they're attacking.

"Hahaha! It's been a long time."

It reminds me of the Wind Spirit, Virtuvik, who set the wind on the floor and landed in the vicinity of two people, and it was a huge sight. They looked at Harun and familiarly approached him, patting him on the shoulders, rubbing him and showing him familiarity.

"Tsk! Those bastards, they know my master is a joke......."

The seemingly unreasonable impression of Hersh fixed his gaze on Virtuvik.

"Hyundai!"

Hersh's words reveal something as smoke emanating from Verizonvik's body. And something like that smoke gathered on the palm of her hand, which was a translucent object that transmitted light.

"This?"

The object to Harun's eyes was a palm-sized spirit. Like a reminder of the lower water spirit, Woundee, a spirit with a dense face on a small fuselage smells a distinctive aroma.

When Hersh saw Harun's reaction, he was surprised and asked.

"You're a Spirit, aren't you?"

"Yes, it looks like Woundee, but it has a different look and feel. It's so cute and vibrant."

Undine's expression was blank. I merely respond to the summons and am unconscious of the substance system to perform the Summoner's request, but have little communication.

"I'm Pony, a very cute spirit."

Hersh strokes the spirit. The spirit, looking at the naked child's appearance, had a pleasant smile on Hersh's hands.

A spirit named Pony, unlike Virtuvik, has shown her kindness.

"How did you get it?"

"I may be Pony's master, but I'm not a spirit. I have a little Spirit Amity, but I can't summon any Spirit Spirits at all. Ten years ago, I stumbled upon a rare herb with the guild members while exploring the pristine land by the ancient lake."

I wanted to hear the details, but Hersh remembered that and changed the subject.

"I know it's a spirit, but no one knows what it is, and this spirit is not recorded in any book."

"Really?"

Harun finds it hard to believe Hersh's words. She was the reality of the most extensive and accurate information organization in the empire. I can't believe the guild's power at informing you that there's no information you can't find out.

"All I know is that this spirit has the ability to merge with other objects."

"Merge?"

"Yes, merge into objects and control them or share with me what they see and hear."

"Fantastic."

It is a great ability just by hearing the words. If you use this spirit properly, you will not only be able to counteract the family magic used by wizards, but you will also be able to find more accurate information.

"Are you sure about the spirit?"

"Yes, you can use all four of the typical elements."

Water and fire, earth and wind are all elements. It was clear that it was not a Spirit of Spirit.

"I'm just as happy to see him as I am to run, but I made a contract right away, and I have very low spiritual affinity, so I can summon him with the power of this spirit stone or get him to work."

Hersh showed me the spirit stone that was in the hairband on his forehead.

'There are a lot of things that look like bitches, aren't these spirits essential too?' '

It was a sudden thought, but in light of the case of a bitch, it seemed to fit. Bastards also had the ability to merge into the inanimate dread. Of course, the ability to merge with other objects and manipulate them was something that was not unique to other spirits.

"So this spirit is controlling Bertrowwick?"

"Yes, it's not manipulation, it's mediation. I'm asking them to do it. And I can also see the reconnaissance results through Jung Ji Jing."

"What a great spirit. I envy you."

While saying that, I suddenly had an idea.

Are you saying you can communicate with unified objects, not control them? Well, that's great, then. Why haven't I thought about merging a bunch of bitches into an organism? '

The bitch was contaminated, so when I summoned her, I was addicted to her, so I couldn't think about it at all.

When many thoughts came to mind at the same time, Harun became anxious. He wanted to break up with Hersh quickly and reassert his punk abilities.

"But it took me a long time to figure this out. At the time of the contract, not only did I not have the thumbs to summon it because I or this Spirit was too weak, but I also didn't know how to use it properly. So over the years, I gathered information about spirits."

"Fantastic."

"Anay. The commander of the Intermediate Spirits is even greater. There are very few Intermediate Spirits in the modern era, as far as I know. Moreover, the power of the Spirit is only subordinate in the ranks of common spirits."

She said that and stroked her spirit as if it were lovely. Pony laughs and enjoys her hands.

Essentials, essence, or essence. '

There were a few things to check.

"Have you ever coalesced with an inanimate creature?"

"Yes, at first I tried a variety of things. But I could barely control the pony itself, whether it was because it was weak or because I had a problem with my affinity. It could only be lifted or moved at short distances. And of course, with that level of ability, people were terrified. Some people think I'm a different witch than the Wizard."

From what Hersh has to say, how much does she care about this spirit? I could tell. In situations where there was no information at all, it was obvious that he had experienced numerous trial and error until he made use of this amount, so he had a different liking.

Hersh felt good when Harun, who was always expressionless, took an intense interest in himself with the reminded face. I was happy to be curious about my intermediate spirit and proud to have such a spirit.

"Would you like to touch it? Pony would never go to anyone else, but a commander might be able to do that."

"Is that okay?"

I wanted to ask you. I wanted to see for myself how it was different from a bitch and what it was like.

"Of course."

Hersh handed the pony on the palm of his hand to Harun.

"Pony, go to him."

- I hate it, but I'm scared.

Pony makes a gesture, but Hersh hands the spirit over to Harun as if he didn't hear it. I was curious about how Harun handled the narrow pony that resembled his inner self, and I wanted to hear Harun's assessment of the pony.

- Hi, I'm Harun.

Pony trembles in surprise as he greets Harun with a willful communication with his bitch on the palm of his hand.

- Are you talking to me, human? "

- Yeah, Pony.

My master doesn't understand me.

Pony opens his eyes wide and looks at Harun. It was the first time I saw a human being who understood what he was saying. The expression on the surprised pony was so cute.

- I can do that. I'm a spirit.

- No way! Even the big ears of a superior spirit warrior couldn't understand me.

If he is a human with big ears, does he mean an Elf? So Pony met them. Where and when did he meet them?

But there was something to be confirmed before such a question.

- Are you an essential spirit?

- Huff-puff!

Pony was surprised how many times he contracted or expanded his translucent body. Hersh was surprised at that. He was invisible to himself.

I envy you for being such a medium-rate spirit! '

When Hersh was with him, he sighed at Pony's various expressions and movements.

I'm an essential spirit.

- I've seen one just like you before, the one with the name "bitch."

Harun didn't specify the slut in case Pony was surprised.

-Really?

-Yeah.

- Then there's really another essential spirit. I thought I was the only one in the world.

Harun nods at Pony's words. I never thought there would be an essential spirit other than a bitch.

No one has ever identified me.

Even in the midst of a surprise, Pony's eyes still shed tears.

- You did. You must have been bored.

- Yeah, the spirits who lived in the Spirit Realm didn't have anyone to run to or talk to when I showed up, and I used to meet old trees and other friends who were born in natural waters, and now I haven't had a conversation in a really long time to see if they're all gone.

'Phew, I've never summoned a different spirit from a slut at once.'

I wondered what would happen if the two spirits met.

After focusing on Pony and staring at her for more than a certain amount of time, Pony's information is naturally visible through his mind.

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Rank: Mystery

Content: Pure Mana is a spirit from a material system that was born in a place that has been inhabited for a long time. Unlike the Spirit of the Spirit System, it is a creature that grows and evolves in response to its own will and external environment, and it is possible to practice aesthetics in all areas. Depending on its evolution, it is possible to mediate the summoning of the Spirit System. It can also create subspace. Depending on the intimacy of the Summoner, it can be summoned in a different form.

Ability: Essentially any object and its fusion can be controlled or controlled depending on its evolution. If it evolves to the level of the Spirit King, it can use the power of the Spirit Kings and open up other dimensions or systems to become self-aware or its own passageway.

"Wow! This is happening. '

Unlike before, Harun's eyes were strangely fluttering with general information about essential spirits.

It was just a pity I didn't know that this kind of ability existed before.

'Maybe he was contaminated, so he couldn't use these basic abilities, and his ability to merge with objects was contaminated, so he could be restricted to inanimate matter, to metal.'

I don't know for sure, but so far, the negative image of the contaminant containing poison has been the first to get it, but it seems that almost neglectful nuisance is slowly revealing its value.

"Did you find anything out?"

After staring at Pony silently for a while, Hersh asked whether Harun's eyes and expression changed from time to time or not.

"No. I was looking too differently than the spirits I was doing."

"I see. I've been looking for information, too, but it was too different from other spirits."

- He's a fool to sign a contract with a great spirit like me and not understand a word I'm saying. It's nice of you to like me, but it's so frustrating, Chet!

Pony grunts, but Hersh doesn't understand.

- Take good care of your owner, or contractor, and I'll see you later. Maybe later you'll meet another essential spirit.

Pony loved what Harun said.

Well, since she understands me, she might be able to find someone like me.

- Yeah, I'll see you later.

Harun smiles, nodding slightly and pony waves his hands.

"Oh my! Pony's waving. Are you talking to the commander?"

Hersh, who was about to hand over the pony, looks surprised to see Pony and Harun alternately.

"No way. Maybe I felt intimacy because of the smell of spirits."

Hersh, who dismissed Pony's summoning in Harun's defense, seems to have moved on. As a weak spirit, Harun was too envious to allow Pony's many expressions and actions.

"Anyway, I had a good look."

Harun greets you with all his heart. It was once an enemy, but it was hard to feel bad when he showed up like this.

"Hoho! Looks like the commander has finally lifted his hatred for me and the Imperial Intelligence Guild. I wasn't hiding it, because no one would believe me if I told anyone else anyway."

Nevertheless, it was likely that Upson could be believed to be a spirit in the material system, not in the spirit system, for those who knew almost only the existence of the Spirit.

"As expected, the guild leader is right."

Harun is interested in a sudden story about Veron.

"He said that a person like the commander has to be honest in order to have a proper conversation. When I was a kid, I heard that people with a lot of hurt feelings tend to do that. So he told me to open up everything if I could report it."

Harun smiles bitterly at Hersh's words.

True. He was literally hurt by false love, the end of his childhood. That is why he hated other people's lies and formal and meaningless words.

'Well, with that kind of attention to people, you could maintain that enormous organization.'

Harun returns with a small talk with Hersh. As I talked, I felt sorry for her, too. I felt confident that I am in a position to stay in the dark even though I have tremendous power, and that I do not have a proper friend.

The hatred that remained with the idea of feeling sorry for her, seeing her that she was enjoying while talking lightly, was disappearing.

"Well, we're almost there. What a shame."

Harun, who was obsessed with the back story and the story of the people of the uninterested organization, suddenly made a sad face as the mercenary building appeared.

"It's been a long time since I had this much fun without thinking or intent. No, it's almost the first time."

"You did?"

"Yes, I enjoyed it. Ever since I was a young man in an important role as an organization, I've always had to tell stories with a certain intention in mind. I never had a friend in my life to open up to. Maybe he'd be crazy without Pony. I wouldn't have been able to bear it if he hadn't listened to my hidden stories all the time."

I didn't have anything to say about what she looked like. You think silence is better than grief?

"I think we're about the same age, but can we be friends who can talk so comfortably sometimes?"

I couldn't say no. It was a face that looked so lonely. She looks like she's in her mid-twenties, but now she cares a little about it, but Harun nodded with a smile to the face she might have been making at some point in the past.

"Thank you, Captain Harun has become my second friend."

"The second?"

"Yes, my first friend is Pony. I'm a thankful friend who always listens to me, even though I can't talk to him."

Suddenly I was curious about her age. I think he was married under the name of his wife. Today, he looked like a girl who still had her emotions.

But I didn't get a chance to ask. Dylan and Tahon appear shoulder to shoulder from behind the Mercenary building.

"Sir Dylan!"

"Tahon!"

Harun and Hersh race to Dillon and Tahon.

The two of them looked really bad. Needless to say, she was covered in blood with clothes and her head cut off.

Not just a cut. Dylan's left arm is broken and he's limping.

"Ugh! I'm fine. Don't touch me."

The two of them hesitate to reach out to Harun and Hersh. Then there was a subtle emotion in each other's eyes as well as speculation that was still there.

Harun and Hersh hurriedly took the potion out of their arms and handed it to them.

The way back with Hersh.

Harun is deep in thought.

'Essential Spirit! They have the essence of the world, or the essence of nature, as the name suggests. So if it goes up, not just matter, but also other space, it can mediate.'

What Hersh knew was that it was possible for essential spirits to become mediators that could summon spirit spirits and merge into any object that exists in the world.

In fact, it was possible for a bitch to merge with a master dancer and control the master dancer. All this time, he was so repulsed by the contaminants that he didn't even think about using them.

'But if he can remove or separate the contaminants as he promises, he can use his pure abilities.'

But the problem is that he doesn't know about his pure abilities. He had little idea how to harness his abilities.

stuffy

I thought it would be something great, but there was nothing caught in my head. Although I intend to focus mainly on reality in the future, sometimes accessing Beyond is better than having no strong force. Moreover, it was even better if it was related to spirits.

'Perhaps there is some knowledge about spirits in the fragments of wisdom. "

The moment he remembered the fragments of wisdom, Harun felt a shudder. Though it was an unconscious thought, there was something kicking in like certainty.

'Fragments of wisdom contain vast knowledge of the ancient world. Though it may be lacking in depth, if it is lacking in learning like me, it can be a great strength.'

So far.

He had never used the knowledge he had learned, especially from the fragments of wisdom, but it was very helpful to grow him up without knowing it. The theory of the chi of reality itself, or the background of learning how to use the spirit, was a great source of knowledge.

'There must be something about spirits.'

So far he has gained two fragments of wisdom.

One was about the body and the other was addressing a talk about Mana. Of course, because of the quest that took place over time, I didn't have time to taste it and make it my own, but just by tasting it, I was able to gain a lot of knowledge.

I speculated on what Hersh would find in two fragments of wisdom.

'One must have something to do with swordsmanship and other with magic.'

Of course, it may not. However, in the light of his own case, fragments of wisdom are items that have their own ability to differ from one another.

'Obviously, the more times we encounter fragments of wisdom, the more the content is evolving. It's better to start with theories about the body, about Mana, and then use Gemana.'

When I thought that, my heart began to beat.

'Reality is as energetic as Beyond here. Because of this, you can use the machine corresponding to the Mana here, and you can also use a sword. Then can we use magic, too?'

Harun's back suddenly cooled as he thought about it.

Who the hell led us into this world? Is that Glory Gaia? Or a questionable organization in a hostile relationship with that organization? Or is it a coincidence? '

It's as if the unknown has connected with the world to teach humans about the existence of new forces and how to use them.

What the hell is Neckwall? Are you a good thing for us Humans or a bad thing? '

Harun closes his eyes with unbearable curiosity. It was a high-level problem that he could not reasonably deduce with his own head.

Harun, who had been worrying about it for a long time, was finally able to catch his mind.

'Yes! Let's get to where we're going. You'll find out soon enough. Who's manipulating Humans for what purpose?'

Harun grips his teeth unknowingly.

Harun returns, and everyone is gathered at the headquarters. Those who knew Dylan was fighting the sorcerer, Tahon, surrounded him as soon as he healed his wounds.

"Sir Dylan, are you all right?"

Marie asks with a worried face. Dylan's face is still pale.

"That's okay. If you were this injured against the sodmaster, the trauma would be good. The potions have healed you, the Mana Road is shaking, there are some clogged or warped Mana points, but you'll be fine in a few days." "

Dylan smiles at his worried crew. I was moved by the hearts of the crew who were genuinely concerned about their comfort without any blood on them.

'It's the first time I've given my heart to anyone but my family.'

There was a rare smile on Dylan's face, looking at Harun and his crew face one by one. It was a smile filled with faith and affection.

"Ouch! Do something about that gaze. I'm so embarrassed to get that look from the same guy."

Taniella brushes him publicly with unfamiliar emotions for Dylan's gaze, but is smiling similarly.

"Yes, but are you sure you made it to the Sawmaster's estate?"

You wouldn't have asked me this comfortably before joining the mercenaries. He was also confined to the horse's six circles for decades, so he had a comfortable mind. But it's different now. When Harun brought the Ancient Wizard and studied it, he felt confident that he would be able to break the hard wall that was blocking him naturally, so he could ask me with this comfort.

"Not yet."

"Why? The Swordmaster can only deal with subcontracts, right?"

Tino's question was obvious. That's common sense, but Dylan shakes his head.

"That's what I used to think. But as I wandered around the world, I learned that I was too narrow to see the way to the sword because I had trained by myself. What I've recently learned is that the state of Sword User Expertney is not exactly standard. For example, using Sword Orders is not all Exports, and using Sword Orders is not all Sword Masters. I've come to realize that the true ability of a prosecutor depends not on being seen outwardly, but on how pure Mana is stored in the body and how efficient it is to use it."

Harun and Tino with swords, as well as the two wizards, stopped breathing and listened to him. A pioneer's experience and judgment is a golden value for those whose realm seeks to advance to a higher place than any other.

"Common sense, of course, that Expert middleweight can't beat Advanced. The length and thickness of the sword are different, not to mention the horse and sheep you have, so the same sword won't be your opponent. But swordsmanship varies. The quality or amount of Mana that is accumulated depends on the misunderstanding and depth of the training of the swordsmanship. Also, the power of the sword or steel varies as much as the sky and the earth, depending on the width of the Mana Road, the length of its path, and the strength of the will to move it. Deciding that depends on how well you trained your sword and your hidden misconceptions. So, in some cases, even if Zata recognizes Expert as superior, she can compete with the Swordmaster who creates the sword to come."

I thought I knew something. He had experienced the difference between what he thought and what he actually did. For him, Ser Deavron was like that. Although he considers himself an Expert, he was able to cope with the Expert Excellence with ease.

'That's how good a messenger sword is.'

That made me proud. You are confident that if you try harder, you will have more power than those who have mastered other swords, even though your level is low at the moment.

"My position is between Expert and the Sawmaster, to be precise, and I've recently learned that Miss Mana is increasing, but her understanding of Mana Road and Mana Points and her skills in the Sword are still lacking. Of course, we can take on a novice Sodmaster like Tahoen. But if we find the right sorcerer, he won't last long."

Dylan has spent his entire life at the end of his training, but he has never prided himself on being a sorcerer because of his shortcomings. Once he started, he was sure that he had not reached the end of the Sword Master since he fought Tahon, although he may have been stubborn.

"Commander, can you give me a little more time?"

As I said before, when the other crew joined, they tried to start the activity again. That's what everyone knows. Dylan is the best swordsman in the squadron. It is also widely recognized as a nobleman, and is in fact in a position similar to that of mercenaries.

He knows that too. So Dylan's demand for more time to make the realization gained by his struggle with Tahoen his own is an exaggerated request from organizations like mercenaries who need to earn money by doing activities.

"I'll forfeit my fee, so give me three months."

I'm asking for more time, but it's a really painless request as a member of the organization. It is asking too much because it is not the time or you will miss the realization.

Harun stares at Tino silently.

"How's the scout training going, Commander?"

"The members of the Dakarin mercenaries were roughly trained..."

Abyss is the problem. Abyss is still in the imperial empire, a group of hopeful members who have also decided to make her headquarters here, being driven by the sudden rise of recognition and prestige of its members due to her quietly requested lands.

They haven't left yet because they don't intend to expose this place or make it too crowded to finish recruiting from the Imperial Court.

Harun's gaze was on Tino, followed by Taniella and Myrus.

"What about you two?"

"We're almost done here."

It was difficult at first, but the time was shortening as I interpreted it to some extent. They were always in a hurry about whether Harun would bring the grimoire. I was so curious about the content.

Harun looks at Marie, avoiding their desperate gaze. In the meantime, her face was overconfident as to whether she had achieved her training with Donnes.

"How's Marie?"

"Me? It's still a long way to follow your heels."

Doraes bursts into laughter at Marie's well-being.

"Hehe! What are you doing with all that humility? Yesterday, he empowered his shoulders as he entered the Mana Archery Intermediate."

"My sister……"

Marie lowers her head, blushing her face to match her size. Anyway, I'm sure it has been a fun exercise.

"By the way, have you had any contact with the Brawler? Commander Tino?"

"Yes, I communicated yesterday. I'm in the middle of the Pyrin Empire, and I'm not finished with what I'm doing. He asked for more time for a while because it was what he had promised before joining the mercenaries. If the commander asks you to come, you'll come right away, but the situation there seems awkward. I sinned a hundred times for not keeping my promise, and I asked the bridegroom not to cut me off."

Tino's face was puzzled with how much the two men hung, but a small smile came to mind.

Harun was able to guess roughly what the situation was because he knew how satisfied the two of them were with the status of the storm troopers.

"By the way, what's keeping you awake?" '

I'm sure something big is happening that I don't know about. And it seemed to have something to do with Union's military or Nobles.

'I'm going to have to talk to the two of you soon.'

Thinking that, Harun's gaze naturally turned towards the Tinos. Donnes, who was close to Tino, was happy with his young eyes. Ever since I was a child, I grew up as a mercenary and spent this much peaceful time. Moreover, now that I am with the one I love, I will be happier than ever.

Harun, who heard all about it, thought for a moment.

I had a lot of work to do in reality. Starting with welcoming people from the villages to migrate, I had to meet Ari, who was to be reborn as a new person, and I had to make specific plans about how to live in the future. Besides, it didn't look like we had to start working here right away.

Harun sets his mind and opens his mouth.

"All right, I hear you all need more time. I also have more personal things to take care of, so I'll leave you to it. I don't think it's necessarily a bad thing to have more personal time as the crew's skills increase, as well as the ranking of our mercenaries. But that time period is until I get a commission. We have more than a month to spare."

"Hohoho! Cool. Commander!"

"Thank you, commander."

The crew thanked him with a glowing face for Harun's decision. Dylan was especially fond of flying tickets. He felt consideration for Harun considering the situation, such as listening to the other crew members so that he wouldn't feel burdened.

"I have a favor to ask of you, Lord Dylan."

"Speak, commander."

Dylan revealed a strong willingness to do anything that would give him time to focus on his training.

"Please refine the swords of Commander Tino."

He was considerate of Tino, a commander of prestige and weak swordsmanship. I've learned a few skills from him since I was a kid, but not all of my vision was learned like Harun's. I didn't have a lot of time to train as a second-class mercenary.

"Oh, no, sir!"

Tino is surprised by Harun's unexpected words. Although he was actually the commander of the mercenary army, he was well aware of his low status and inadequate abilities. That's why it was more focused on scouting.

Guiding his wife's Takarin mercenaries, for the first time in his life, he wanted to become a true mercenary commander by becoming more powerful. He thought it was to repay Harun for recognizing his values for the first time, and for Donnes for showing off his insignificant self.

And I didn't want to go up to the next level, but I was too old for that, and I couldn't find a teacher to guide me. That's why I felt sad and unable to reveal my dream.

Harun realized how helpful it would be to have Dylan guide you through proper training. Even if you're not learning a new sword, it can really help you improve your skills. If we are lucky, we may be able to come to a new place just by being pointed out for our unconscious and unconscious mistakes.

In the midst of embarrassment, Dylan smiles as he reads Tino's excited eyes with anticipation and excitement.

"It's not that hard, Commander. The commander is fast on his feet and flies like a commander, so he'll be a good opponent to me."

Now you can use a finger-length sword for more than 10 minutes, and as Harun, owner of several times faster moves than Dylan himself, says that Tino may not be much of a contender, but he cares about him.

"You'll never get another chance like this. Commander, if Sir Dylan becomes a master, we of the Sewers won't be able to look at him, so get a good look at the swordsmanship of the commander of this opportunity."

"....... Commander! Sir Dylan! Oh, thank you."

Tino does not overcome the rushing emotions, but brings tears to his eyes. Who cares so much about a slave? Debron, who once thought of himself as a lifelong lord, cared about himself, but not as much as Harun. His eyes are filled with rage as he looks at Harun.

"Thank you so much. Ugh! I'll repay you for this kindness."

Donnes, who guessed his husband's dream, also showed tears. If a prosecutor like Dylan can guide you for at least a month, then Tino and her descendants can inherit an exceptional sword. I am a mercenary who is easily treated as a thief by the common people, but in this world, I can live with my heart open.

"Hahaha! Then I'll show you the way to repay your kindness right away. I miss your warm soup, soft bread, and meat after I've been up on the ground for so long."

Taniella starves to death and blows the mood that the Tino couple have gotten used to.

"Cheers! Okay, I'll get it ready right away. Come with me, Marie. I'm sure Fran's already made dinner."

"Yes, sister."

Donnes and Marie Tino go out. You should bring food here because you don't go into town and eat as usual. As they went out, Taniella drooled on his dry lips and asked in a hurry.

"Captain, when are you going to get the grimoire?"

Taniella was also a wizard with a paranoid temper. Myrus, who was next to him, also gave Harun a glaring look that did not match his wrinkled presbyopia.

"Tomorrow I plan to go to Castle Town. In about a week, you'll get a copy of the Grimoire of your choice. But what kind of grimoire do you want? Is that the Elemental Magic Foundation?"

"Yes."

"I see. And maybe I can find some other ancient grimoires." "

"W-what does that mean? Is there a way to get another grimoire?"

Taniella and Mirus grip on either side of Harun as if they were teleporting momentarily without any magic. Dylan's eyes, which he had heard from Taniella, were full of curiosity about the ancient grimoire.

"Some of us have been in the validation coffin before. I went out this time to find out."

"So, boss?"

"I checked, and some of the Elves really went into the Validation coffin."

The three who were familiar with the Elves and Harun's friendship nodded. Where have you been all these years? I met some Elves. That's why you confirmed the existence of the grimoire to them.

"Also, the Imperial Intelligence Guild has found that some people who are unknown to the world may have gotten their grimoires there."

"So, uh, what do you got, boss?"

Taniella and Mirus hold Harun's collar like poop dogs and watch his lips.

"I decided to go into the Skyloop Mountains and exchange my supplies with the Elves who are building a new habitat for food and supplies, and I decided to make some money with the Empire Intelligence Guild that gave me that information. I just didn't know what kind of grimoire they needed, so I asked them to send me a professional one like this."

When the reality is roughly finished, I plan to go to the Skyloop Mountains because of the essence. There, of course, I would meet the Elves, so I gave them an excuse.

"Oh, my God!"

"How can I treat so many ancient grimoires in my life? Commander! I love you, Myrus!"

Myrus is moved and gives Harun a strong hug, shouting a familiar voice to the rest of the girls.

"Neither did I. I will serve my commander as a freshman all my life, I swear on Mana."

Taniella, like Myrus, hugs Harun with thick tears in her lap.

"Oh, my!"

Harun was surprised by their violent and hot reaction.

For two people who had spent decades studying magic and spent decades tied up in six circles, the meaning of the ancient grimoire was just as important.

"Hahaha! I've already bowed to the commander myself, but my eyes are burning with this look. Is this how I feel when I become a soothsayer? I don't know why my breasts keep burning."

Dylan understands that the path of the sorcerer he hoped would be clear, or that they would both hang from the seven circles. We also know that the ancient grimoire acts as a door to the Seven Circles for both of them.

They will suffer for a while, but after spending their time, they will reach new heights just like themselves. Dylan could now share their feelings with the egg because he shared a lot of frustration and sadness that he had felt as he walked along a completely different path. And I was deeply moved by Harun's actions of getting the grimoire for them.

Dylan stares at Harun, who has no choice but to embrace the two old wizards with warm eyes.

"We're not just mercenaries, we're family! Living with each other in love......."