Mr. Dundee called out while he was also horrified. The face is very serious.

"You're not an adventurer around here, are you?

"Mm-hmm. I happened to stop by on my journey"

"Right...... I know it's a violation of manners, and I dare you to ask. Where did you collect that massive amount of scarlet? If you can tell me, I'll pay for the information."

"Place?"

"Oh. Scarlet water grass scarcity is a problem that has always haunted the human head of the area. If you found a new collection point, that's pretty good news."

I see. They think they've found a less challenging collection point where the franc, which only looks like a rush, can be harvested in large quantities.

"Nothing."

"Ho, is that true?

"Mm-hmm. I'm not going anymore."

"Thank you!

The man, who said so and bowed his head, quickly retrieved the map. It's a very detailed map of the area, centered around the lake.

But unfortunately, it's already a known place.

"Do you know where it is?

"Mm. Here."

Fran pointed to the slightly western side of the island, halfway between Kiarazen and Seftent. In Kiarazen, it is a place taught 100 meters west of the star-shaped island.

The Alliance Master of Kiarazen knew that it was possible to collect at this location if it was a franc, and has asked to do so at a more challenging location.

"Huh? There must have been a Lake Murder nest here...?

"Knocked him down"

"What? Did you knock him down? Is that you?

"Mmm."

When Fran nodded, the adventurers made a scene again. Now the air of denial is even stronger than earlier.

"No, if you don't want to tell me, just tell me you don't want to. You can tell right away if you're lying, can't you?

"Hmm? I'm not lying"

"So, you have Lake Murder material, right? You knocked it down, so there's a little bit of it, right?

You're angry, Mr. Dundee. They thought I was about to give them some false information, so I had no choice. Still not imitating yelling is a trick to make it work for the year? He's a long time for an adventurer.

"Why don't you give it a try?

"Here?

"Yes."

As Fran looks around, all adventurers look at me with a tough face. Oh, you're totally certified for lying.

I'm annoyed. It's okay to make fun of it. I'm not stopping.

And there was more screaming than earlier. It's Lake Murder, who was almost unharmed and defeated. I was removing meat and guts last night and treating them as a piece of skin all over my body. Your head will remain attached, and it will be compelling inside.

That's 30. The adventurers around him were pushed to fall by a pile of collapsed leather. And it smells pretty raw. But you're the one who told me to get it out!

"Believe me?

"Ugh, you're lying..."

"I'm not lying."

"Ugh..."

"You bought it somewhere anyway!

"What's the point of doing that!

What should I do? I can't pack it up. Maybe I should have stopped it after all...... The sisters at the reception don't know what to do either. Now they are all mundane.

Then, you heard this noise. A little old woman appeared from behind the guild.

You'll see. It would be the Alliance Master. The lack of precipitation of magic flowing through her body had taught me that she was a leading magician.

"What the hell? Hey, Lulu. What's going on?

"Ah, master. Eh, this is this kid..."

"Dude...... Why do you have an alias here?

The old woman looks lightly into her eyes. They just saw it at first sight and broke Fran's identity.

"On the Journey"

"I appreciate it, but I need you to think about it a little bit more."

Excuse me. I'm getting a little hot. And he heard from the receptionist girl and Mr. Dundee and took an even deeper sigh.

"Is there only Bonkla and Fusiana in this guild... It's lamentable. At first glance, you know it's not that bad."

"Shh, excuse me..."

"Fair enough, keep that handled. Swift, you're gonna help too, right? Speaking of which, it's because you were such a jerk that you couldn't tell what this kid was capable of, right?

"Yes, sir"

"You're this way, Princess Black Thunder."

"Mmm."

The moment the Alliance Master called Fran Princess Black Thunder, there was a completely different quality of blurring than before. In a nutshell, you'd be stunned. Apparently, Fran's alias was even known to the Kingdom of Verios.

The moment Fran and the Alliance Master entered the back room, the screams they were enjoying were emitted simultaneously. Even if you don't listen, I can see you rumoring about Fran.

Of all the opinions that such a child can't be strong, the sober adventurers seem to be saying there's no way Gilmouth can go wrong. Still, the younger adventurers let go and say they seem stronger, and they also laugh.

"I'm sorry about the noise."

"Go."

"Atashi is the guild master here. The adventurers call me Grandma Jill."

"I'm Fran. Rank B Adventurer"

I show my guild card once, but Grandma Jill just glanced at it.

"I know. You're the only one who can get this far in the Black Cats. Looks just like what I heard. So, on the way?

"Maju... Going to the School of Magic"

Fran, who bit the magic. Lovely. This would be cuter if you were a little shy. It doesn't seem to be particularly embarrassing for Fran either, he just reworded it normally.

They also decided to flush the Alliance Master.

"School of Magic? Are you going to school?

"No. I just got the request"

"Right. Well, that's not the only place I teach combat skills, and I'm sure I can enroll you at your age."

"I can be stronger when I'm adventurous."

"I won't force you. Scarlet water grass just now should be properly sent to Kia Lazen as well. There's just a shortage of those around here, too. Can we split it with the other guilds? I'll treat the request as an achievement."

"Mm-hmm. You just have to share where you need to"

"Thank you. It'll help."

How lacking is that? Grandma Jill gave an obviously hospitable look.

"Can I have Lake Murder's skin sold, too?

"Good."

"That's a beautiful skin, I'll color it."

"Thanks."

"Now, leave the chatter around here and talk a little serious, okay?

Whoa, did it still make sense that you were called to the room?

"I expect you to be a Rank B Adventurer, and I have one favor to ask you. Why don't you take it?