I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

As we returned to the Alliance and headed to the Alliance Master's room, Diaz welcomed us with a surprised face.

"Have you already defeated the boss? Much sooner."

"Mmm."

Apparently, he thought the offense would take longer. Well, there's something about training. If you couldn't imitate absorbing demon stones and increasing your skill levels like me, it might have taken you more than twice as long.

"Message from Lumina. Fulfill your promise."

"Oh? Who's the message from? Lumina?"

"Whoa, Elsa. It's a secret."

Apparently, the Lumina thing was a secret to Elsa, too. Was it a bad idea to tell him here?

"Yes, yes, I understand."

"I'm sorry."

"Ugh. A good woman is a secret to a man."

Elsa pulled back slightly, though she seemed to feel a lot. I'm winking lightly, but I guess that means I'm arguing with Kitin about the difference in status between myself and the Alliance Master. I understand that I don't deserve to know.

Let's get down to business here.

"I've accomplished some requests"

"Right. Shall we then check the fulfilment of the request? How much can you accomplish?

"This and this and -"

I'm going to retrieve the requisitions that Fran is able to accomplish, and all nine crusade requests that were made are complete. The rest is a delivery request, but it hasn't reached the target of 23.

"Can I see your dungeon card?

"Mm-hmm. This"

"Hmm. That's a great achievement. Are you sure all the crusade requests are complete?"

"Wow, Fran! That's great ~"

If you look at the dungeon cards, you'll know all the types and numbers of monsters you crusaded. Diaz and Elsa are surprised.

Hi, if you're a normal adventurer, it seems you avoid futile fights and move on avoiding enemies. In our case, all the warcraft we met came to an end. That number of crusades would be well above average.

"It's hard to fight like this at a D-level party, isn't it?

"If we were hunting this much, wouldn't we have picked the material quite as well? How about a delivery request? Have you dismantled it yet?

"Mm-hmm. It's over."

"So will you let me out there?

"Okay."

Elsa had already finished laying the sheet. Apparently, it's made of vinyl-like material, and the floor doesn't get dirty with blood or anything.

We'll put the material on that sheet. High-oga horns and Mimic Venom Crowler poison bags. I have Elsa's eyes, so the items in my storage are disguised as the wind that Fran gave them.

Poison bags need to be handled carefully. I don't think Diaz or Elsa will die, but if I tear it and scatter the poison, it'll be a lot of trouble. Or it would normally piss me off.

"You're in good condition and of high quality. Do you mind if it's all delivered?

"Never mind."

"Well, when combined with the crusade, that's 17 requests. No, boss, if you include crusade in your assessment. If you give me five more requests, I can rank you up."

"Almost there. Good luck, Fran!

It's just that that's a lot of trouble. All you have to deliver on remaining requests is Warcraft material with a low count rate, such as Dirty Whisp. Collecting these guys' materials will take a lot of time.

Whatever the number, it's hard until you discover it because it's too hidden. Discovering someone approaching us isn't the same level of difficulty as looking for a specific warcraft here.

It could take longer than the last time if you were bad.

Well, you go see Orrell, and then what? There are martial arts competitions. It may be after the tournament to make the request.

When Fran told me so, Diaz became the face of something.

"Hmmm... I'd like to get my ranks up early if possible"

It was Elsa who disputed that.

"But you're not okay anymore? Fran's activities are quite widespread. I don't think there's any fools involved on purpose, do you?

"I am now, but you wouldn't know the adventurer who's coming to Ulmut, would you?

"Well, yeah,"

"So will you accomplish the request early?

"Mmm."

I don't mind, but I have one problem.

"I'll take care of the militant tournament."

Yes, if there is no letter of recommendation for the martial arts tournament, you must apply directly. The reception starts in three days. They can sign up at the Adventurer Guild, the arena that serves as the venue, and then at the reception centers that will be set up everywhere.

I hear he can't get a reception unless he goes directly with his ID, so he can't even ask someone to represent him.

"No, no, it doesn't extend to that. I'll leave the application here."

"But he said it had to be him"

"Actually, I have extra frame of recommendation for the guild. A Rank C Adventurer would be perfect to recommend. Don't worry."

Is that good? Isn't the guild's recommendation frame pretty important? I mean, the Alliance's representative. Besides strength, you need courtesy or something, right?

"Fine, fine. It's what the Alliance asked you to rank up. I'll let you do that. So dive into the dungeon without any worries."

Something suspicious? I don't care what you think, you're treated too well. No matter how much Klimt or Amanda Conne had, I feel like I'm overshouldering the Rank D Adventurer.

Besides, I really want to get Fran to go to the dungeon. That, too, feels like having you caged for a long time?

Elsa seems to have felt something about Diaz's attitude, too, and you're twisting her neck.

"Diaz. Something wrong?

"Ha. What's so weird about that? I always do, don't I?

"I knew it was weird"

"I agree with Fran, too. I wonder what that is? I feel like I'm in a weird hurry. Maybe you're up to something again, aren't you?

"I don't like you, Elsa. It's my fault."

"Aren't you going to prank Fran?

"Really?

"No, I'm not."

I knew it was suspicious. That said, I don't think I'd crack my mouth even if I was asking questions here. If I was worried about what to do, Elsa put her zui face close to Diaz and squealed.

I knew you were hiding something.

"Ha ha. I'll tell you what."

"A woman's eye!

Regardless of how far you can trust Elsa's woman, Elsa, who has been dating Diaz for years, says it's probably true.

Do we cut the trump card here?

"Fran, it's that turn."

"Mmm!"

Fran put up a letter of introduction from Klimt to show off. Nothing special about this in itself......

"Diaz. Tell the truth"

"Ha. What are you talking about?

Seriously, I guess I'm afraid of Klimt. I just glanced at the references and my eyes swimmed out suddenly.

"I know you're hiding something."

"No, no, it's not your fault?

My voice is trembling. Completely black. Sounds like you need to ask more questions about this.

"I can tell Klimt and Amanda that Diaz taunted me."

"I'm sorry -!

It was a beautiful jumping dungeon. That's rank a adventurer. He jumped over the big executive jet and decided on an awesome momentum groundhound.

"I'm sorry! Seriously!

"Hey, what's going on all of a sudden, Guildmaster! What's that paper?

I'm looking at Fran and Diaz with Elsa's embarrassed face. Well, I guess so. If you think Fran picked up some kind of letter, the Alliance Master is jumping to the ground, pressing his head against a gritty carpet and apologizing. You're too pitiful to cry about being grounded on your child.

"Elsa, what's the message eagle on the guild here?

"I'm here."

"Mmm. Let's start with Klimt."

"Sorry, sorry, sorry! Just give me a break!

Well, if it spreads like you tried to prank a little kid, he'll be socially wiped out. If Amanda finds out, she's physically in danger.

"Well, I'll tell you everything"

"I get it. Ha, I've been doing a lot for Fran. It's terrible."

I'll listen to you and then I'll judge.