Immortal Sage

The mouth is a good thing to say about the source of the disaster, and a few words put Mark to hell.

In the end, today's workout has become one for Mark to reach a new frontier...

"Mark... can you survive any battlefield right now?

"I can't believe I cut off all those arrows..."

"I should have been honest with you."

"Thank you for all your training."

"Zee, zee, zee...... geeha!

You can't even afford to say it back...

Julia was right, I should have just apologized.

You didn't want to bow your head to Holly that far?

It's been a while since I've seen you practice till you throw up...

"No... I'll show you hell one day!

There's a loser howling from a slightly recovered mark...

"Master Wolf, please protect me from this ungrateful barbarian"

"Thanks...... hey"

Sounds like Holly really thinks so.

I guess I did have a thick workout.

"If you're practicing, supply me with magic too!

"Ah, you had that hand..."

I first noticed it on an indication from Mark.

If I had supplied Mark with magic, he would have trained to strengthen his body...

You were just watching without thinking after they told you to 'stop supplying magic'.

Mark, I'm sorry...

"You turn your head when it comes to fighting, why are you usually this unfortunate guy? YOU ARE AHHHHHHH!!

Eight wins, right?

Originally, this would not have happened if Mark hadn't been silent...

A call came from the Adventurer's Guild in Halmund as we were about to head out today to practice magic control.

The guild sent the runaway adventurer as a messenger, but he was away yesterday, so let's come early in the morning.

"This is the message I left."

The messenger offers a magic waxed envelope.

When Julia gave him the chip and labored, he left with a happy look on his face.

The content of the letter carefully applied to the magic wax was that if we put our faces on the Alliance, we would like to talk.

It doesn't even say anything important. Do we need to put a magic wax on the letter?

"Calling from the guild... isn't that a pretty nasty story at a time when you haven't revealed what it's all about?

"I can't say no without listening..."

"That's right..."

In the meantime, I've decided to head out with the whole clan.

A request from the Alliance to the Clan would be a matter beyond the control of the Alliance's Adventurer Party...

Because if that's the case, we all need to discuss it.

With our faces on the Alliance, we were escorted straight to the Alliance Commander's office.

As expected...... it's going to be a hassle.

"Long time no see. I haven't had my face on the guild lately, but what have you been up to?

"It's a secret training."

"Do I need to train you more with your abilities?

"You know the end of the human race that doesn't always aim up, right?

Answer sarcastically to bedtime remarks that I don't think were once the words of the guild leader who was supposed to be an adventurer.

Safe environment turns wolves into pigs...

I get anxious that this guild is going to be okay.

"The Kingdom of Raisle has informed me, 'Take great care in your handling'. I hope you don't mind me treating you like that even harder."

"I don't think that's your opinion based on Elf's case in the meantime. I say it's only natural that we should go up there after we've forced a critical battle."

"Don't poke at me like that."

"If you don't feel the disturbing air in the current situation, all you can say is that you're in a peaceful mess, right?

The guild chief, who was even told "peace bokeh," also seemed unwilling to hide his grumpy expression.

"If you were a guild leader once an adventurer, you would know that the results you get at the end of your workouts are negligible. You won't be able to start practicing in time when it happens."

"Sorry, let's undo the inadvertent remarks"

I don't change my grumpy look, but my experience as an adventurer breaks the guild leader who guessed the intent of my statement.

I guess they misinterpreted the intent of the circular from the Kingdom of Raisle...

The Reisl kingdom has issued a circular in the sense of not placing restrictions on our movements in the fight against the elves.

If you told us not to train, they might take you for disobedience to the Reisl kingdom.

After all, it must have been difficult for Adventurer Ascension's guild chief to understand exactly the belly black words of royalty, nobility.

"So what can I do for you enough to bother calling?

"The Alliance is brokering a nomination request from the Kingdom of Raisle for you. I don't even know the guild's details..."

"Not His Royal Highness Alfred, from the Kingdom of Raisle?

"The request that reached the King's Capital Branch of the Alliance was stamped with His Majesty's mark."

"Shit, that's gonna stink."

All the members snort at me for accidentally hitting my tongue.

"You're tongue-in-cheek at His Majesty's request!!

Guild chief got bummed...

Because you don't know how this happened...

I thought so, but do I apologize for now?

You don't have to go out of your way to turn your surroundings against your enemies...