I Said Make My Abilities Average!

The next day.

It was supposed to be free time in the city for the first time, but it seems you can call me to the lord's mansion in the evening.

For this reason, the 'Red Pledge' was to face the Alliance in the morning in Ichi to receive its reward, after which it was to do a sight of the city. Because I'm here, I want to see what kind of city it is. I also wanted to buy a souvenir for Renee.

"Um, the sights of the city with us..."

"" You guys pull in!

The three "Flaming Wolves" who tried to speak to the Miles were driven away by Vera and Ginny.

"Let's go!

"Yes..."

We would go to the guild first, so in the end, 'Flaming Wolf' would go with us.

"Thank you for your hard work. This is the reward from the Alliance. It's not a lot because it's a request for an order, but the reward for the bandit crusade as a constant request put out by the merchants is three pieces of gold per person for the bandits, seven pieces of gold for the price of selling them as criminal slaves, and that's a total of seventy pieces for seven. Those forty were not bandits, but it was a theory of consequence, because they were actually equivalent to bandits, three gold coins per person as well, and this one costs no slaves, so one hundred and twenty for forty. Not a hundred and ninety gold coins in total. Not much for merit, but with the money the merchants of this city have offered, now bear with me. And then the lord will give me a little bit of it, so I guess that'll be the forehead there..."

One hundred and ninety gold coins were handed to me by the Alliance Master in a conference room upstairs that was guided as it was when I arrived at the Alliance. Less than sixteen pieces per person. It is less than 1,600 thousand yen in Japanese yen. It should have been a job worth 24 small gold coins and 240,000 yen... If you add up the four members of The Red Oath, there are sixty gold coins or more. It was six million yen over.

Everyone snorted.

"Give everyone one gold coin at a time, and the rest is yours."

Lena also seemed uncomfortable carrying a lot of money, and instructed her to keep most of the rewards she received in storage for miles. Besides, it can be unsettling, but more than sixty gold coins are a little heavy.

Originally all the money for the party is kept for miles. All revenues and expenditures while acting as a party are managed as shared funds for the party, and are also used to pay for accommodation, which is a necessary expense as a party, and for the repair and replacement of avant-garde weapons and protective equipment. Otherwise, whoever directly defeats the bandit will get the bounty for it, or something, it won't be able to clean up, and all the backup and healing magicians will be transferred. It is also a harsh story to make the avant-garde pay for them personally, when the equipment drains quickly. Therefore, everyone's wipe bag is one, except for their income when acting alone on vacation, etc.

As far as personal expenditure is concerned, it takes the form of paying everyone the same amount of salary, sometimes divided into four equal instalments on the spot when earning a small amount of money. Depending on the individual's rank, party subscription period, etc., some parties make a difference in points, but "Red Vows" are equal because they are synchronized students. Originally, it was not an idea to change the amount of payments by job title or strength.

For this reason, Miles' share of the merchant's load in storage was also originally supposed to be the party's income as' earnings in action from work he received as a party '.

Money is stored by a mile of storage, but money management itself is Pauline's role, and when she had a large mouthful of income she hadn't heard about, she couldn't help but eat Pauline with a little loss of calm. Because Pauline counts the contents of a large wipes bag that she lets out of storage every night for miles. Overflowing with creeps......

"Each, one gold coin. We're gonna run out of them in one day!

"" "Oh!" "

To Lena's words, three people who speak up energetically.

That said, it's not like you can drink alcohol, or go to a suspicious store.

At best it is enough to eat something delicious or buy a souvenir. We were all going to enjoy shopping as much as we wanted because we didn't have to worry about baggage.

"Let's go!

"... in the end, I didn't use 10%..."

Lena with a tired face.

Originally, everyone is poor except Mavis. Yeah, yeah, there's no way I can waste my money. Eating something somewhat expensive is known only in the stomach of a little girl, and not eating the delicacies of the mountain sea. Clothing, hunter equipment, preserved food, etc. were of better quality and abundant quantity in Wang Du, and there was no point in purposefully buying them in this city. And the stubborn thing is that the transportation is mileage, so don't worry, but the inn room is not that big in the room for four, so I didn't even go and buy it that way. In the end, as much as Miles bought a large quantity of seafood processed products, dried or smoked, which are specialties of this city close to the sea.

"Time to go..."

The sun was already leaning, and the time to go to the lord's mansion was approaching.

Miles suggested to everyone on the way back to the inn to rendezvous with everyone else.

"Um, in this case, the Dragon Breath and the Fire Wolf guys worked, so we mainly turned to support, don't we?

"" "Huh?

Three people, Lena, Mavis and Pauline, who make faces about what they're talking about.

"Why do you have to do that! We're gonna sell our names and go for B-rank!

"It is possible that if you are a nobleman and you can be a rank A, the knight can take you..."

"I don't mind..."

Regardless of Pauline, Lena and Mavis look unconvinced. It was natural.

"Um, I think this is going to be a lot of trouble. The royal palace, the Alburn Empire, other countries, nobility, politics, war...

I don't think we're going to be talking about war yet, but I feel like there's going to be a lot of trouble... There, four of the "Twelve Guards Who Knocked Forty Soldiers Down," and I was wondering if being a young girl still old would make a big deal out of trying to get information or hold her...

Besides, we just became C-rank hunters, so we're still talking about B-ranks, right? New America is also very noticeable… "

I also thought a little of Lena and Mavis into explaining the miles.

"Uh-huh, I sure could be that too...... It may not stand out much more than strength, but it can also be a source of shrinking underfoot. Perhaps now we should focus on sharpening our powers…"

"Well, maybe that too..."

Lena reluctantly agreed with Mavis' words.

Then I heard the offer, and the face of "Dragon Breath" was "Ahhh..." Convinced face. The three "Flaming Wolves" also looked somewhat convinced.

In the end, someone needs to be centered on merit and 'Dragon Breath' is a near B-rank party so there are no public issues. Some powers just bounce a funny little bit. For this reason, "Dragon Breath" was at the centre, which worked great with "Flaming Wolf," and "Red Vow" was protecting merchants as an aid to it. The merchants and the men were caged in the carriage, so I haven't seen the details of the battle, so I don't have to worry about leaking it from there.

The 'Flaming Wolf', who would be stuck if he didn't sell his name and get a good replenishment soon, smiled, fearing that he could give up his handle, but wondering if this would kill those who wished to join.

"You guys don't know the end of a party that promoted strength over strength? Don't you even know what the ladies are trying to hide their strengths?... I'm gonna die."

To Bert's words, three 'Flaming Wolves' dropping their shoulders.

"Well, I'm not a bad muscle, I'll admit that. I also know I have to put in some refills to not walk away. So this time it's okay to say 'I worked hard and worked hard', so explain your original strength properly in your discussions with those who want to join. Lies are the source of a breakdown."

"" "Yes..." "

They also knew full well that 'Dragon Breath' and 'Red Vow' had extraordinary strength and would have been wiped out if they hadn't helped themselves. Burt was also relieved by that look of honest reflection that he was on track.

The lord was Count Amros, the same name as this city.

"Well done! As it were, my lord was about to lose his deal with the King's capital and become poor, thank you!

A soldier named Connery, his subordinate, said "usually a ketch" or something, but he's also a decent person as a nobleman, to thank the hunter style properly. Not in the form of looking down from a high spot such as a gaze, but in the form of surrounding a large table, where the dishes and drinks were arranged on an equal footing. It is a common style serving served on a large plate so that the hunters do not have to be confused about manners and such. Apparently, he was really welcoming me, not before the building.

"It's really a big deal to defeat forty soldiers intact, even though you can see they have children with them. What do you say, you don't want to stay in this city? I promise you a favor."

It could have been an attractive invitation for hunters to work first and securely as mid-level C-rank hunters, retire after forty years of age and feel physically weakened, even in a couple and small stores with the money they saved. But it wasn't a very attractive proposition for a party near B-rank, a young party burning with the ambition to recruit a pretty woman's guard to sell her name from now on, and The Red Vow.

Wang Du has a wide variety of requests. The number of merchants is high, the merchant corps leaves all over the place, and there are many requests for material collection. And requests from countries with high difficulty and requests that are beyond the reach of local guilds alone can also come around. This means that there are plenty of requests that are dangerous but have high rewards and promotion points.

Well, the lord naturally knows about that. I would have just said it was just an affection, or not, originally, with a degree of lightness.

We then talked about giving us 300 gold coins as a bounty, and everyone, especially the 'Flaming Wolf', is thrilled. It is already a bump of excitement. (The rhetoric of this world, not 'crucible'. It represents how a bunch of utubos are excited and uneventful in the pot)

Plus, how much per person, not one hundred for each party, means more points and more heat up. It would seem to be a dream for them who were in need, money that could only live for the time being even if they renewed their gear. If those forty were just bandits, they wouldn't have behaved this way. He would have so highly appreciated the merit of stopping other countries' plots while they were less damaging and taking them to captivity to reveal their full story.

... Well, even if I were a bandit, it could have been a lot of money if I had captured them all and got a share of selling them as criminal slaves, but considering that, it seems like they gave me more than that. Let's just say it's a well-appreciated consideration.

Afterwards, I heard that the lord conducted an immediate prisoner investigation last night, sent a letter to His Majesty the King acknowledging the results, etc., and I reassure him that apparently the lord does not seem to be an insider. Then, the prisoner was persuaded that he wanted to explain directly to the convoy from the Wang capital, that the prisoners would be more comfortable, and that he would consult with the merchants who were his employers.

Then, after returning to the inn and consulting with the merchants, it was decided that only "Flaming Wolf" and "Red Vow" would escort the merchants and "Dragon Breath" would remain in Amros to act with the prisoners. Perhaps the Royal Palace would take action by virtue of a decree hired by Fergus, so it should have been moving forward a day ahead of what the Count thought. I had not told the Count that I had issued a decree independently, no matter how much it seemed okay, just in case.

"Let's just say that we asked everyone at Dragon Breath to do that. I will deliver it to the Alliance with a completed request and an A rating."

"I'm sorry, that helps."

To the merchant's words, Bart lowered his head lightly.

Well, I don't like it when people say 'contract defaults' in this battle.

And the meeting as a whole of the merchant corps was dissolved, but 'Flaming Wolf' and 'Red Vow' remained on the spot. Starting tomorrow, it is for consultation of escorts on the way home.

"On the way home, does that mean I'm in command? Although there are more people there, there is more experience as a C-rank hunter and the number of avant-gardes who need faster command. I know the strength of The Red Vow, so I don't give strange instructions. Don't worry about that."

To the words of Brett, leader of "The Flaming Wolf," the four of them acknowledged and nodded.

"Thank you. Then I'll explain the escort plan. First, Miles, who seems to be able to magically defeat the enemy, is the lead carriage. Lena, who is good at attack magic, is at the rear so that she can get rid of the enemies that come after her. And Mr. Mavis and Mr. Pauline are on carriage three so that they can go back and forth for backup either way.

Each one of us will be guarded by an avant-garde and a magician. Because of this joint mission, you will also learn to interact with other parties and learn how to do things approximately. Any questions or opinions?

"I'm not complaining about that mindset, but can I ask you one thing?

"Oh, what?

Lena asked, staring at Brett.

"Whatever the miles, why am I 'calling you'! I wonder if Pauline is the" Mr. "and the older I am the" Call Me Chan "reason!

"" "Eh............" "

To the startling fact that I first learned, the three hardening 'Flaming Wolves'.

"Eleven to twelve, then..."

"Well, good to see you tomorrow..."

A few minutes later, Brett held down his blinking heart and declared his dissolution by saying so while stroking his slightly scorched hair.

"Miles, how did you get to know the other three by hanging up?

"Oh, they were all in the same room at Hunter Training School sync. So..."

Chuck sitting on the podium of the leading carriage, and Miles sitting on top of his front, drooling his feet forward.

The table is a little small for three people, including you, to sit side by side, and if you are a mile lightweight, you can sit on the front without distorting the roof. I didn't want the bandits attacking me on my way home, so I couldn't be in the carriage because I needed to show my escort.

And Chuck never looks back when he talks to Miles.

Positively, and at height, because looking back, it takes the form of looking up the miles of skirt from the bottom.

Miles was defenseless, and even though Chuck looked back, he didn't care at all, he ate a strong elbow punch once Chuck tried to look back. I sat next to him, from an old grandfather. And he was whispered with a small, but docile, voice that did not sound like a mile, with a fearful face that had turned from a grinning smile until then.

"I'll kill you, Temehe..."

Since then, Chuck has been very gentlemanly.

Chuck speaks to Miles with all sorts of things to follow the strict orders from Brett, "Operation Getting Friendly and Inviting You to Join the Party Again When You Arrive in the King's Capital".

Even without Brett telling me, Miles is honest, bright and cute after getting help from the soldier's slaughter and even treating his left arm, which was quite an injury. And both the magic arm and the sword arm are B-rank-like. I want you to go to the party and, if possible, have more to do with it. In a couple more years, I'll be twenty, and she'll be an adult too, so slowly deepen the relationship by then...

I don't know about such thoughts, Miles seems to have fun talking to Chuck and making him expect quite a liking, Chuck. If there was that old woman here, this is what she would have whined about.

"Huh, uh, Miles, you're a sinful woman......"

And the same scene was played out on carriage three, and on carriage six at the rear.

Pauline, who continues to write some sort of notebook in total disregard of herself, gives up early and Brett does sword rigging with Mavis. And Spearman Daryl also had a story bouncing and feeling pretty good after he realized that Lena, who was unresponsive no matter how much she praised her appearance and magic, was good at eating stories about the past failures of The Flaming Wolf, lessons learned from various jobs, and a few demonic crusade tips. In "Their Subjectivity".

But it did also make sense for The Red Vow to hear a variety of stories from young hunters a little older than themselves, and Miles served oak meat for dinner instead of thanking them.

(But it's always oak meat...... Sometimes, maybe with meat that looks less fat and healthier...... I can't eat goblins...

Oh, how about some Auga meat or something? I'm less fat than an oak, and it looks good for my health.

organic meat, good for health, organic meat dishes......, 'organic food'?

Miles nodded disappointedly when he realized that there was not one person in this world who would understand the story he had just come up with.

And after dinner.

"Today's," Japanese Fukashi Talk! ""

Familiar, the face of "The Red Vow" shines its eyes on expectations at the opening of Miles' old story series, but the face of "The Flaming Wolf" is decent. I don't mind any of that, and the mileage story started.

"Tonight's story is the story of the female knights of the three beasts, The Three Beasts Sisters."

And the story of miles goes on.

"This is how Alasser's High Miss Fox Beast Man, commonly known as' Alamis', meets the cuddly Cat Beast Girl who came out of the region, 'Holding Taranha'..."

Boo!

Some blew it, but the mileage story goes on regardless.

"And the cradle asked Aramis." Sister, how old are you! 'and….

Then Aramis answered casually. "Sa, Jushi......" "

The three "Flaming Wolves" had their white eyes peeled off.

Tonight's story had no trace of the original, and while branding it "The Japanese Fukashi Tale" in the first place, it had nothing to do with Japan...