Hero Manufacturing Machine ~A Job to Make Children~

Having arrived in a new city, I was visiting the Adventurers Guild to gather information.

From there, you can see a large number of adventurers dressed in equipment suitable for each occupation (class).

Among them, while I was a swordsman (although I was actually a brave man), my lightweight appearance was extraordinary.

"Are you okay with that gear?

"Don't tell me. You must be so poor you can't even buy decent gear."

"Is that a man? If it was a woman, I wouldn't have to put her in my party."

"You look cute. Would you like to join us for a party?

I can hear such a voice, but I don't care, I look at the request on the wall, and I wonder how the reception (counter) is going.

"Goblin? Fine, fish like that. I'm not going against you right now."

How many times has this been repeated?

A group of beginners (rookies) headed toward the demon (goblins) slaughter, but there was no news and they were worried about their safety.

For that reason, the receptionist wanted us to prioritize the demon (goblin) crusade, but the demon (goblin) opponent was not enough, the reward was too low to do it, and there seemed to be no one more than mid-sized adventurers to get along properly.

In the meantime,

"I got the request!

A red-haired boy made a name for himself with short hair that seemed bloody and still ran away.

The body is huge and looks like a swordsman with a sword on his back.

"Thank you for accepting!

Her expression quickly clouded even as she looked happy.

"Looks like you haven't signed up for a guild yet?

Open your mouth so that the receptionist who confirmed the registration certificate can confirm it.

"Isn't that the little devil? I'll get out of here and get rid of it."

"Thank you very much for accepting my request."

"What is it? Something wrong with you?

"If you are on the same floor (rank) at least four people on the same floor (rank) can't form a group (party), we can't handle the request."

"What, you can't rely on a chick alone?"

"I'm sorry, you're right."

The receptionist lowered his head so as not to get over it.

"Sure, I just signed up, but do you remember my arm? What a monster (goblin)! I've already counted so many troubling fish to chase away."

"But the rules are the rules."

"Who's going to join my party? A small demon (Goblin). I don't care if I'm alone or not, but the runner gets his share!

A boy who boiled his business says such a thing.

The middlemen, whose requests were incompatible, showed no interest at all, but eventually three adventurers spoke up.

"It's dangerous on your own. If you'll excuse me, I'll add it to the party."

"I'm a little bit weak, but if it helps, I'd like to add it."

If I'm a little demon (Goblin), I've chased him off a few times, so I can go.

Sorceress, Sister, Archer.

Sometimes they rush out, and they're all young enough to call them girls.

In addition, there is no occupational category (class) that can be avant-garde except for boys.

Without the avant-garde, the role of the leader and the lord is not stable.

Especially if His Majesty is attacked in the back.

I was not sure if they knew about the group (party) that was forming it instantly, but it was only certain that it would lead to the demon (goblin) slaughter with a group (party) that consisted of only this novice (rookie).

Indeed, I remember that only beginners (rookies) had a success rate of about two-thirds against demons (goblins).

Conversely, one in three can't go home safely.

That's not very nice.

That's why I decided to name myself after the demon crusade.

If I were here, it wouldn't be like dying first.

"I'd like to join the party, too, if you don't mind.

That being said, I showed my registration card to the receptionist.

The receptionist's complexion changes after looking at my rank.

"A higher-ranking man like you would kill a little demon? Thank you very much, but I can't pay you a reward that will satisfy you.

"You don't need my share. I'm not joining a group for a reward."

"Excellent work. Is that the guy who can afford a veteran?

"I don't care what you think. You can't overlook letting beginners (rookies) go alone. That's all."

There are also unpleasant precedents.

That's what I said to keep them away from the dance.

Cumming!

Did you think that my words were arranged in a beautiful way? The boy is obviously following the malice.

I didn't pay any attention to that, and I went on.

"I heard you chased the Goblin away once."

"Oh, what's wrong with that?

"You never killed him?

"Hey, hey. What's wrong with that?

"Killing creatures is much more expensive than you think. I won't say anything bad, so if you're not ready, don't do it."

"That's what you killed, isn't it?

"There is. That's what counts."

"Ok, I'll give you a nice face. You don't look that old to me...!

He told me to throw up.

"I don't want you to get me wrong."

"What is it?

"I'm not killing indefinitely. I only kill harmful monsters."

"Wow, that was great."

I'm sick of talking to you anymore, and I just look back.

"I don't need the help of a senior! You know what?"

That's how you ask for consent.

"Happy!

"Thank you!

"Marry me!

The women say that to me all at once.

The boy is the only one who disagrees, and the women seem to agree to join my party.

Wait a minute. What is marriage?

Leave it.

It's settled.

Apparently, it seems to be welcomed except for the boy, so I said.

"It's not up to you!

Barking boy.

It seems that the female team's gaze is completely facing me, but I don't really like it.

But yes or no is four to one.

The power of numbers is absolute.

Anyway, in order to crush the demons (goblins) like this, an immediate group (party) was formed in which I joined the novices (rookies).