I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

"Alliance Master. I brought Fran."

"Oh, come in, please"

Upon entering the office, Klimt, guild master of spirits, greeted me with an elf. You're looking at this one with the same pitiful look on your face.

After Nell leaves, he recommends the couch to Fran and sits across the street himself.

"Long time no see"

"Mmm."

"Ha... That's it for a short time...... Even the word genius is ridiculous."

I guess Klimt's words aren't just rank. We didn't know that much before, but Klimt is pretty strong. I don't have to do an appraisal.

Not status or anything, but even a sign of creeping out of it? And Klimt should have felt something similar against Fran.

He stares at Fran in a frightened manner. Well, you're much stronger than you were when you left Aretha.

"Congratulations on ranking up for now"

While I say congratulations, Klimt's face doesn't look like he's blessed at all. I'd rather say tannic.

"Not at all, even if you had the strength, imitation like using a child...... Well, I can't help what's turned out to be"

After all, they are opposed to putting their children in danger as adventurers in themselves. In the first place, there's no exam because it's another adventurer's guild. I guess it's a system that freaks you out in Donado and drives you back when your kids come. Looks like you're supposed to teach the basics with an apprenticeship afterwards.

"So what brings you back to Aretha?

"Training"

"Training? Are you still going to be strong?

Fran nods cocklessly with a serious face to a crimson look.

"Mmm."

"He's 12 years old and he's rank B, right? This is one of the top five in the Alliance's historical record."

Top 5 means there's more up there than Fran?

"What's number one?

"Yeah? Are we talking about our current historical ranking?

"Mmm."

"The youngest and most advanced to Rank A is the ancient Rank S adventurer, the 'Battalion', right?"

"Battalion? Aliases?

"Yep. But now it's only passed on aliases because it's too old a record. You don't even know what you're capable of. However, this person is said to be rank B at the age of 8 and A at the age of 10. He is said to have become rank S at the age of 14."

What the hell? If you think it's a weird alias, what kind of monster is it? That's just a long history, and he had a genius figure.

"Even though it doesn't extend to that person, your growth rate is fast. Do you still want strength? It's strong enough, isn't it?

"I'm not strong"

Fran shrugs in remorse when he shakes his head in full.

"I remain a loser. If you couldn't help me, I'd have lost. All the fighting. Plus, there are a lot of strong guys."

I suppose you're thinking back on the battle with the Marquis and the battle between the mighty that I told you about.

"Besides, I still can't beat the Beast King or Earthlers"

"Ha. Looks like you've had a lot of dark months. And you still can't beat him?

He got even more stunned. Speaking of which, Klimt doesn't feel uncommonly combat crazy to advanced adventurers. If you ask me if I'm a common sense person, I also feel a little different.

"So are you in training?

"I'm going to the Devil Wolf Plains to train"

"... are you going to go in there? Alone?

"Rank B shouldn't matter"

I know Klimt doesn't look good. But the rank is met, so you won't be able to stop it.

"That's right...... Ha, I can't help it. You said you couldn't get permission anyway, right?

Fran nods back at Klimt, who shrugs his shoulders with the look of giving up.

"Of course."

"Then there's no point in stopping it. It's just that there's been a lot of danger lately, don't push it."

"Okay."

"... the instant answer is on the contrary frigid...... Don't really force it."

"Mmm."

"Ha. And don't go north. I'm pretty confused right now."

"Confused?"

After all, he hasn't converged in his skirmish with the Reids kingdom.

"Yeah, because honestly, I would never let my kids go to war"

That being said, he gave a light account of the current situation.

"First of all, with regard to the first Reids Royal Army, an adventurer named Jean Doobie prevented it"

"I know."

"Oh, speaking of which, did you and Jean know each other? You were talking about getting an example diary with me."

"Mmm."

"But that wasn't the end of Reids' invasion. Seems to be done sporadically, several times."

The reason for this, he said, is likely to be in an experiment with Necromancer magic. The enemy is using the army of the undead.

"It must be a countermeasure to Jean. It doesn't even extend to Jean, but there seems to be a lot of them. Looks like Jean and the adventurers he hired to escort him are running around to take care of it."

Donald Rondo, who was a new instructor in this guild, is being hunted out for you, too.

"Don't you want Klimt? It's a disaster Klimt, isn't it?

"... ha. You're not such a big guy that you can give me that alias. Well, if I'm serious, my surroundings are a little rough."

So you're saying you won't be in the field to the extent of a skirmish with Reids?

"Anyway, I'll allow you to enter the Devil Wolf Plains. But stay away from skirmishes with Reids. Is that good?

Klimt tells sighing as he rubs and unwrinkles between his eyebrows. Alliance masters look tough in every town. Well, Fran's got more work to do.