I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

We headed to the royal castle of the kingdom of Verios, and it was incredibly easy for us to get inside.

The references that Weena Lane wrote showed great power. In addition, before we arrived, a detailed report of the incident at the lake had been submitted to the country.

Naturally, there was some information about the identity of the franc, etc. At the entrance to the royal castle, it was done with a simple examination.

And now, he's facing one old man in a place like a conference room on the corner of the royal castle.

Very unfamiliar, skinny black old man. My eyes staring at this one from between my long gray hair are as sharp as a killer, as if they were staring at me.

Thousands of severed right ears and scars large and small engraved throughout the body were also telling us in response that this old man was not a man of stamina.

If we had met without knowing anything, we would have thought it was a retired yakuza.

This old man's name is Brunen. Oh, my God, he's one of the naval admirals of the kingdom of Verios. When I hear that, I do have a style as a warrior. Well, it's more of a pirate look than an admiral. The world over here is over when they lick it, so a lot of tough looking guys like this.

Apparently, he's in charge of the scene about the march to Goldicia.

"So, as Lord Weena Lane contacted you, as a hired adventurer in our country, you're willing to head to Goldicia, right?

"Mmm."

"Right, right! Thank God for that!

Brunen gives a joyous look when Fran nods. After all, the impact of this incident was enormous, and the kingdom leaders were quite worried about what to do with Goldicia's responsibilities.

That's where Weena Lane came in, the franc they call rank A. As a country, I guess it is truly the Lord of salvation.

"Even this one, I would love to hire your Lord"

"Mm-hmm. So, when are we leaving?

In a voice that Fran can't contain his excitement, he asks Brunen. Brunen's expression will then be slightly shaded.

"Hmmm..., that's..."

"Uh..."

What? You suddenly got a bad tooth cut, huh?

We've still met for about half an hour, but Brunen is a fancy guy. It doesn't seem like a mouthcage like this.

But after listening in detail, I found out why.

"So the departure is in two months?

"Uhm."

They were originally scheduled to leave at the end of March to the beginning of April, that is, about 10 more days. But this is the Great Warcraft riot that's been here.

In addition to delays in the loading of supplies and the securing of troops, compensation for victims and the re-establishment of the commercial fleet must also be provided.

Even as the Kingdom of Verios, I was forced to reschedule.

"I see."

"Please! I know I can't, but in two months, will you come back to Wang Du again?

Two months would not feel so long as a country. It's just a two-month postponement. But for those who live in a transient way, like adventurers, it's a long way off.

If you were a normal adventurer, there would definitely be someone out there who would say, "I don't know what lies ahead, so I want you to decide you didn't have this request".

I guess Brunen knows that too.

But if you sign a contract here that you will definitely come back two months away, there will be a security deposit in between, etc. An adventurer in the franc class would be pretty expensive.

Not only that, but in the case of adventurers who don't like to be tied up, some must leave with their navels bent.

But it's hard to order adventurers as combative as Fran to be high-pressure from above, and you can't expect Fran from another country to be loyal to the country, etc.

After all, Brunen can only bow his head and ask sincerely.

"What do we do?

(No problem)

"Well, it's a promise, so there's no punishment for breaking it."

Brunen and Weena will resent you, though.

In the first place, going to Goldicia is almost certain. Then it would be better with the back shield of the country. When I thought about it, it wasn't a bad situation to get a request with Verios selling his favors.

"Okay, I'll be back in two months"

"Ho, is that true! Thank you!

"Mmm."

"So what is Lord Fran going to do after this?

Yes. That's the problem.

I had no particular plans because I was going to cross the Goldician continent. But I hear Fran had a kick-ass alternative.

"Barbora! We're going to a cooking contest!

'Oh, I see. Speaking of which, if you've got time, you can join us. "

Two events open in the Kingdom of Kranzel. Barbora's culinary contest and Ulmut's militant tournament.

Fran joined both but gave up this year.

If we were to cross to Goldicia, we would never make it, because, as a franc, our interest in an unknown continent prevailed.

However, the trip to Goldicia was postponed and time was conveniently available. This would be a chance to attend an event in Cranzel.

Brunen, who heard the words, is thinking of something.

"Right...... Head south...... So we can't have you take on one request from my country?

"Request?"

"Mm-hmm. I want someone to cross over and ask me to accompany you to Goldicia. You can give it to me if you acknowledge the parent book."

Is he from the Kranzel kingdom? Amanda won't be able to think where it's going to be a force of war. I don't think Jean can either. Like Falund?

"Usually you should be wandering around a small group of countries in the South, but you should be invited as the guest of honor at this year's Ulmut Martial Arts Games. The Lord will see you."

"Who?"

It was an unexpected name that came out of Brunen's mouth in response to Fran's question.

"The name of the person giving the parent book is Demitris. A Rank S Adventurer."