I’m an Adventurer! ~Musou Skill is Plane Magic~

The next morning, the village chief was already waiting to go in front of the Adventurer Guild. It looks like he hasn't picked me up yet.

Both I and the village chief are wearing slightly fine plain clothes rather than the usual travel and adventurous clothes.

The chief of the village wears clothes preferred by the aristocrats of the country, with pants of the same color as the white T-shirt, a grease vest and a neck wrapped around the neck.

I'm pretty much the same, but my vest is green and I'm wearing a tie instead of a neck chief. Because I was in a hurry to tell the story, the vest didn't fit the size and it was a bukabuka.

Instead of the usual battle axe, the village chief is holding a slightly longer one-handed sword. It seems that there are no huge battle axes in the noble wind on the boulder. I am lowering the sword I bought yesterday behind my right hip.

Neither of us brought any children. I mean, I'm your friend.

Christella is instructed to use magic to cut the magic, and is kept waiting in the inn. Past experience has shown that when magic is used up and healed, the total amount of magic is slightly higher than before. In fact, there was a slight increase in the number of polygons that could be made. If the magic runs out, you'll fall asleep unconscious, so an inn with a bed and a lock is perfect for training. Since Christella's magic is not like fire magic or water magic, there is no danger.

The village chief also tried to tell the children to be quiet in the inn. I doubt if I can be very generous with more than 10 children of that age. Oh, if you give orders, perhaps making noise will make the force work and quiet?

Soon a carriage stopped in front of me. A black painted luxury boxcarriage body is depicted with a crest that depicts an anchor and a balance. It is the emblem of the "Earl of Bullhead" who will rule the Border Sets. So this must be it.

A man wearing a black top and bottom comes down and opens the door of the carriage.

"Thank you, Baron Weissman. I have come to pick you up from the Earl of Bullhead. Please get in.

Hmm.

Is the village chief's family name Weissman? Dantes Weissman. That's a pretty cool name. It looks more like a barbarian than a wise man.

Only royalty and nobility have family names in this world (...). 'Being' is because even fallen nobles sometimes have family names. Do you want to rebuild your house one day, or do you want the glory of the past?

Speaking of which, Christella doesn't name her family at all. If I had been raised as a prostitute, the situation would be unacceptable. It is not strange to wake up hysteria and sprinkle it around. I wonder if I already have a kejime in me. It's more honest and positive than I thought, so I appreciate it.

If my breasts were a little smaller, I'd be more grateful for my favorite chicken. No, this has nothing to do with it. Important though. It's quite philosophical that it doesn't matter. After all, the chicken is deep.

The man prompts me, village chief, to get into the carriage in my turn. The seats were for four people who could sit two at a time opposite each other, but the space per person was wide enough to sit relaxed. Nevertheless, the village chief has a big body (gatai), so he takes up space for two people.

Soon after the door was quietly closed, the carriage started moving slowly. Compared to ordinary wagons, the riding comfort is also different from cloud mud. The road surface may be cobbled, but the structure of the wagon is different from that of the wagon in the first place, and the shaking is quite small. It may have something suspensive on it. The boulder is the Count.

"The village chief's family name is Weissman, right?

However, it's boring to be swayed by a carriage, so I try to talk to the village chief who is lying down with his arms closed. I can't stand the silence.

"Ah, I'm the poor Viscount's trio, whose original family name is Weissman. I threw it away when I left the house, but now I'm going to call it cause and effect again. I am now in the position of a branch of the Viscount Weissman family.

Was it originally aristocratic? Well, there are many (I think) adventurers who don't like their head (pinch) with only their arms. If they think it's a strangely well-informed and calm figure, was it a properly educated aristocrat? I'm convinced.

"So, do you know Count Bullhead?

"Just once before. At that time, I was a teenager, but I looked pretty smart. Because of the premature death of my ancestors, I guess I had to. He is also a wizard of the wind. Not a bad attribute to be lord of a port town.

Hmm, this is the first time I've come to this city as a second wizard, an attribute magician. Since ships in this world are sailboats, wind wizards are not a bad combination.

Bordersetz is a port town built near the middle of the river. The north side of the city faces a large river called the Bordersetz River, which flows from the Black Mountains in the far east. The 3000m range of mountains is a steep black mountain range, but only near the source of the river is it relatively mild. As a result, there has long been a flourishing flow of traffic between East and West, which has become a hub for East-West transactions. The traded goods cross the river from the sea to King's Landing, but because the sea produces large monsters, there is a danger of being attacked by small ships used in the river. That's why we need to reload large ships that are relatively safe, and it is Bordersetz that has developed as a relay area for this.

And because of its plain effect, it is a low-rated wind magic, but when it comes to shipping, it is said to be a drag. It is said that there is no use for wind magic except to blow the wind, but in the shipping of this world, which is the main sailboat, it becomes a great combat force. Anyway, it doesn't matter whether it's a river or a river, so it's possible to go back to the river.

While talking like that, the carriage slowly slowed down and stopped, just as it did when it started moving. It appears to have arrived.

Located south of the city's central square. Close to the fields spreading south of the city, a luxurious hall was built in a place that looked more comfortable than quiet. There are really only fields around, and other buildings are just poor huts with farming tools. It is very noticeable that there is a three-storey stylish Western-style museum with only one pot and one house inside. The sun and ventilation are excellent.

As soon as I got off the carriage, I was an entrance to the museum. In front of the already open double-open door, a funny old man, such as a butler, stops.

"It's been a long time. Welcome, Mr. Weissman.

"Long time no see, Oliver.

It seems that the grandfather who decides on the top and bottom of black is called Oliver. I'm afraid it's Sebastian. Romance Grey's seventy-third, well-groomed beard is the perfect butler as imagined. Ask the 10 people who go to the city, "What is his profession?" and they will all say, "Deacon."

"Oh, it's an honor to remember a servant like me. This will be regarded as an honor to the last generation.

"There's no need for such a compliment, let's get to the point. What does Lord Michael want from me?

"Yes, thank you very much for taking the time to respond to my sudden call. However, if Mikan-san has just acknowledged (received) the letter, he will sit on his own despite the summons, but I would like you to wait for a while. As a gesture of apology, I will prepare tea whisperingly, so please come here.

The interiors of the guided building were arranged in exquisite tones that were gorgeous but not offensive. In the reception room, there is a glossy rosewood table and a greasy sofa with a velvety touch. A long pot of pottery placed in the corner of the room is decorated in black with fine gold. The walls are painted white, but the lower half is painted with fine vine decorations in pale yellow. In a world where wallpaper does not exist, decorating it with this kind of decoration would have been very laborious. I feel like I've been shown the Count's fortune.

The village chief sat on the sofa and I stood behind it diagonally. I don't want to sit down because I am a servant this time.

The maid will bring tea and sweets at once. White pots and cups of pottery and baked sweets like Madeleine. Cups and sweets are all for one person. I can't help it because I'm a squire. I don't want anything else!

Chicken farming is not very popular in this world. A bird that can't fly is convenient for raising, but there's not much left to do if it's attacked by monsters or wild beasts. Inevitably, eggs become very expensive. Madeleine and cake egg treats are truly luxurious items that people can eat several times in their lives.

When the maid pours from the pot into the cup, a gorgeous sweet aroma spreads. It seems like tea, but this is also a luxury. It is common for ordinary people to drink tea like herbal tea dried with vanilla and wild herbs. The black tea that takes time to ferment is that expensive, and even if it is not as expensive as eggs, it is not as expensive as ordinary people usually drink.

Don't show me affluence, Count.

"No, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. It's a little troublesome. Long time no see, Lord Dantes.

That's what brought me into the reception room was a beautiful man with long hair and glasses.

Handsome on the rich! Blow up the winners!