We went into the inn.
Talk to your husband and go through the process.
My husband looked up when I finished writing my lodging book.
"You two are mercenaries, aren't you?
"Yes, the Mercenary Alliance is still unregistered."
I also heard there are a lot of unregistered mercenaries.
There should be no unnaturalness.
"Is the purpose of the visit still a blood battlefield?
"It's one of the purposes"
Of course it's a lie.
I hear about the blood battlefield beforehand from Cellas.
Arenas where slaves and mercenaries kill each other.
It would feel like an ancient Roman gladiator.
Those who fight are called "Blood Fighters."
Sellas explained:
'Now there is a strong aspect of folk entertainment, but it seems that what happened was a place for mercenaries to ordain warriors to join. Of course, I hear that there is still a culture of pulling up as mercenaries'
So it seems not uncommon for mercenaries to visit Monroy for viewing purposes of blood fights.
'If you win the game, you have a reward. So it seems there are often mercenaries in trouble for food support. Popular blood fighters can also be good earners for owners, so sometimes they don't sell to mercenaries and leave them on the bloodfield as popular people. "
There are two operating mothers.
Duke's house in Ursa.
Mercenary guild.
And you were right to draw Sellas in.
I know most of the basics of this world.
Walking Human Dictionary.
No, an elf dictionary.
"Mercenary guild bites all sorts of tobacco."
I said looking at the sign on the lettermark.
Now he's out of the inn, walking down the boulevard with Sellas.
"The Alliance exists across (and again) countries. For mercenaries crossing the country, that's a dependable organization. Mercenary guilds and sorcerer guilds in particular seem to have a lot of influence in various countries"
Mercenary guild.
You did bite into exploring Mills ruins, too.
We got to the tool shop first.
We had all the equipment that seemed as portable as possible.
Sellas' price was unchanged.
After I left the tool shop, I touched my pocket.
Inside is a blue dragon stone.
The redemption - I stopped.
If we go to the market, there will be a lot of talk.
Naturally, whoever sold it would also be the subject of discussion.
I want to avoid making a pointless stand out.
Mouth the sachet.
Fortunately, the nostalgia is still warm.
Gold obtained from a pair of skeletons of abandoned ruins.
The money I took from the quartet that was chasing Sellas.
Expensive purchase of gems & ornaments obtained at Mills ruins.
To sum it up, it was a cool amount.
In monetary terms, it is a blessing.
I'm thankful you don't have to worry about Road Bank.
Nevertheless, savings are necessary.
"As always, you're a good bargainer."
Cellas is not choro when it comes to negotiating price cuts.
No blatant intimidation.
Soften your lower back.
but where it won't break, it will never break.
Cellas laughs bitterly.
"He's got such a bad personality."
"You should call yourself a covenant maker. It's not about being inferior."
Fluffy laughing cellus.
"My Lord is good at grasping the minds of his men."
The consciousness seems to be in a completely subordinate state already.
"By the way, I'd like to look into the black eggs I found at the Mills ruins, if I can."
They say there's a public library here in Monroe.
Simply put, is it like a library in your country?
"Is that where anyone is free to go in and out?
"Monroe's public library, for sure -"
Cellas evoking memory.
"I'm an unauthorized King Urban, and I should have needed to issue a permit. valid only for one day."
I didn't even know about the black egg in the dictionary elf.
Then there is also a low probability that it is in a published book, is there?
"You might want to ask someone at your destination about the eggs."
If you're a contraindicated witch, you might know something.
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We decided to have dinner at the tavern.
Go to the tavern while gathering information.
The stadium is a great place to get the latest topics.
The two of us went into a bigger tavern.
I ordered herbal water and food first.
I don't drink, but I'll ask for this as well.
To blend into the field.
The minors may have nothing to do with it because it is different worlds.
I just don't have a good impression of booze because of my real parents.
That's why I hate alcohol.
The liquor itself is not guilty, even if you know it.
By the way, Cellas says he can drink a little.
I stood up for a meal.
I can hear the conversation in the nearby seats......
"Hey, did you hear that?
"Uh-oh... hmm? What are you doing?
I'm talking about the Black Dragon Knights.
That's what we're talking about again.
"No, no. We're talking about the one that destroyed him."
"Oh? Did you get anything new?
"I hear this guy's been talking from the royal castle people, huh?
"Ho ho, I think I can trust him."
According to the people involved, is that him?
"Selas Ashlein, who was thought to have devastated him, is already dead,"
Sellas' expression suddenly became bitter.
"Muggle!?
He stuck food in his throat.
"Mugu, gu... gu"
Offer water.
"Are you all right?
Cellas drinks water and takes a breath.
"Thank you...... but I'm sorry"
He suddenly told me that he was dead.
You must have been surprised by the surprise.
The men continued the conversation without worrying about this one.
"Have you discussed this with the Pendragon?
"No, thank you. Sellas Ashlein usually seems to have lost and died."
"Huh? Then who will take the Pendragon?
"Hehe, I knew you still didn't know. It was Asynt who killed the Pendragon."
Asint?
There's been a rumor these days, a bunch of magicians.
"Oh. That's how they claim the Pendragons lost their lives by their own spells," he said.
Exchange your gaze with Sellas.
Lurk your voice.
"What do you think?
"Rumors of the spell seemed to be circulating everywhere these days"
"Is a spell common?
"No, not common"
Sellas explained it to me lightly.
Ceremony.
Chant the spell.
These two are commonly known.
If you dare to put a third one in, they say it's the ”skill” of a brave man.
"What about the one called Spirituality?
There seems to be a minor category due to the low absolute number of users.
Speaking of which, Mills' liquor store visitors were also vague perceptions.
The elves themselves, which can use spirituality in the first place, look like rare beings......
It was only recently that the spell spread.
What is spreading is a group of spellmen called Asynt.
"I heard it was a group of people worshipping the god of spells."
"The point is, do we want to sell our own spells..."
The killer who killed the Pendragon.
Maybe if you could take it on yourself.
Naturally, you'll find out eventually.
but the search for the killer should be somewhat confusing.
I don't know to what extent information networks in different worlds......
Well, tomorrow I'll be in the demon belt anyway.
Should I buy some time before then?
By the way, where are those assints now?
"We are the guardians of Asint!
The door to the tavern opened wide open.
"We are the curse god's fallen son, Muaji, and we are the curse soldiers! Now, open your seats!
A group in purple robes came in with zorros.
A bunch of example spellmen.
He was in Ursa.
"Heh."
I twitched the spoon, and I twitched the soup.
"That's what cursed and killed the Pendragon, a bunch of magicians."