I want to protect you in this hand.

Arsh, 11 years old, 13 months to one.

There's still something we can do until we get to Cece. Cyril and Will, Nico and Blanc were diving into the dungeon, but studying how to raise an efficient swordsman. Nico and Blanc, in particular, are militants and militants among the lambs. Until now, I wish I had protected everyone behind me, but not this time. I was ready to be on the table as Meryl's lamb.

"I'm not good at cooking, and if I'm going to sell it, it's this face. The adventurer won't even come by. All you can do is make the little ones stronger."

Of course, in Merrill, he had taught his master, but he was sensible in everything,

"Wave the sword anyway"

"Look at the strong one and remember"

"Practice and Remember"

was. What I was willing to learn had a culture in Merrill that taught it well in two years of luggage carrying. But Cece isn't. Still, some become adventurers. And get eliminated.

But this time it's not just about an 11-year-old. More and more orphans are going to grow. I wanted to make a solid shape for next year's adventurers and again for next year's adventurers.

Cyril and Will, Nico and Blanc both tried and missed from the ground up, and devised ways to do the training. It also passes to the master of the sword and to Meryl's junior luggage man. Morning training centers were always engulfed with enthusiasm.

Maria, on the other hand, based on her experience at Merrill, had figured out how to teach her big children how to study from 1. There's no point in studying after the lamb is gone. Also, orphans aren't the only ones who can't go to school.

"Thoughtfully involving the lord is also a hand, Arsh"

"If you ask Meryl's lord, he'll come through, I'm sure. But, Maria, I think it would be better if the people in town did it."

"Well, orphans aren't the only ones who get preferential treatment, and it's easy, fun, anyone, um, that bothers me."

Of course, I'm trying. I'm in the magician department and the cooking department. Will, and the guild leader, even the magician is sensible. But I can think about magic efficiently because it's a theory, so that kids who can't, like I did in the 10th month, can do it from the ground up if they can. I won't even teach you to apply it, so I'll practice what I think over and over again with Will. Mal is in charge of the cooking, swordsman department. Sophie has one cooking department. It moves so tightly that I wonder if it's okay without Maria. Mal is just like Will, he remembers everything right away, and he can. I'm obsessed with food, especially meat, so I'm a really good cook.

In the thirteen moons, Meryl was surrounded by unseen enthusiasm. And one moon.

"Welcome back"

"It's settled. Dispatch to Cece!

Come on, ours, it's a bunch!

"Oh, and here's a message from Nilm."

"Of the doorway to the Empire?

"That's right." Come and see the ocean of Nilm ""

"" "" The sea!

The four of us spoke loudly.

"Then, same." Fruit Street ""

"" "" Fruit!

A woman's voice.

"Later, once and for all, from Old." Mountain. "

"" "" Mountain?

"That's it."

"Wait, Guild Leader, what does mountain mean?"

"Nico, don't worry about it"

"Instead, you care."

"Uh, Just."

"Huh? Oh, you're islanding on Old!

"Tell the guild chief about Arsh."

"What!

"Cyril, don't be mad at me. He was interested in all the lambs."

"The plague god!

"To be precise: 'Anything strong is always welcome. Old's steep mountains look good,' he said."

"Mountain. Oh, good."

"Arsh, read the air"

"What, eh?"

Why is everybody so motivated?

"I didn't want to tell you because I thought this would happen"

Since I was 12 and an adventurer, I wonder what I would do. However, this is all decided. Hit Old! Why would you do that?