Isekai Taneuma

The Adventurers Guild stood out along the city's central square. As a matter of fact, I've been passing in front of my eyes many times before, but I didn't seem to realize it because it looked like it was completely a tavern. At the entrance there is a picturesque sign holding hands like a sumo wrestling, apparently the guild's trademark. Feng thought he didn't need it while looking at a shop that was still far away, even if he didn't look like a kneader.

Outside the shop, there were roundtables on the open terrace arranged around four legs, but they are now unattended. I can hear a strange laugh characteristic of drunkenness inside, so I think he's probably also serving as a tavern. Or has it developed from a tavern? It looks like a common adventurer's tavern.

When I pushed the two open doors that were about to appear in the Western play and entered, the red-faced men who had already finished staring at both of them slowly, even though it was not long before sundown. I thought I wouldn't get tangled up, but as I walked deeper, at another table, I saw strong men blowing cigarettes and putting their feet on the table, enjoying betting on poker.

No, can I say strong? Its sharp glow is the beast itself. Even if you don't notice the big beast ears that stand out in your head, if you look at the teeth that are coming out of your protruding mouth, you'll see that they're not human at first glance. Is that a werewolf? Passing by with a glimpse with a horizontal view to avoid being noticed.

Looking around the tavern, there was a counter seat with a dandy gentleman polishing his glasses in the back, and in the back of his right hand side, there was a space like a lottery shop that was forced to screw in, where he saw a woman with an expression like a Dosojin.

Is this where the Adventurer Alliance is hosted?

A bulletin board hung on the wall next to her is pinned with narrow notes and billets. Prior to that, two young people of all styles, such as beginner adventurers, desperately wrote notes in the notebook they had. When I looked around behind and checked the posting contents, I saw that it was written in such a way as to search for lost property, escort a caravan, and so on.

"This is it. This is it. This is what I wanted to do."

Suddenly, the young people were freaking out when Gorimacho whispered Oneje's words from behind. That's not what I meant when I said I wanted to do it, so I wanted to assure you... that Jeanne wouldn't mind about them and would walk to the counter.

"Welcome to the Adventurer Alliance. Would you like to request it? Monster extermination or escort? We also accept requests for collection and delivery from time to time. Please let us know what you want. Incidentally, the counter at the tavern is over there."

As Jeanne approached, the expression of the receptionist's sister, who had looked like Noh before, changed. She responds to Jeanne with a more attractive sales smile than ever. He shook his head at such a sister.

"Yeah, no, I'm not asking, I'm here to work as an adventurer. You're with the guild, aren't you? Would you mind telling me a story?

"What are you, an adventurer?"

When I found out that the adventurer candidate had arrived, my sister looked like a Dosojin again. Feng was more concerned about onee-san's expression than his job description. She sighs and feels warm.

"That said, it's pretty hard. Basically, the request is mainly about killing monsters and bandits and rough things (oh my god). Even if I get injured, I don't pay my pension even if I die. It's my client's job to collect and deliver things, and the shipping cost is cheap, so it doesn't suit me. Are you all right, sir?

"Of course, that's what I was waiting for."

"Hmm... I won't stop you if you're motivated. Sometimes, I have a good request. Would you personally recommend helping with harvesting during farming season? This is really fruitful, and I will share the harvest, introduce you to permanent employment, and I am the child of my predecessor, but I married the landlord's house. I envy you. I really recommend you."

No dreams, no hope... the adventurer who desperately took notes in front of the bulletin board is trembling with pull-ups. Jeanne, on the other hand, didn't look as though she cared.

"Oh, that sounds good, that sounds like fun. But I'd rather kill monsters anyway. I wonder how you're doing."

"Well, if you're going to earn this job, it's an overwhelming crusade system... I see. You seem to remember quite a bit."

When she saw that Jeanne was not cool, she corrected her posture and looked straight at him again.

"Welcome to the Adventurer Alliance. We welcome strong men like you. I'm late, my name is Meatier, and I'm the guild's guide."

That's what Meetya said about her sister. She lowered her head deeply. Jeanne bowed in a hurry,

"Oh, please be polite. I'm Jeanne. It's Jeanne Dark."

"Jeanne...?

Either way, Gorimacho's old man named her after her, so Meetya showed a suspicious expression for a moment, but when she returned without expression as soon as she regained consciousness, she shook out her hand in search of a handshake. I am not obsessed with it.

She shook hands with Jeanne and said as she looked at Feng, who was watching the exchange right behind her.

"By the way, are you and your family an adventurer?

"Me? Yeah, well."

Really? Then you should listen with me. Let me explain the rules of the Alliance. "

Meetya had a cough with Cohon.

"That said, the way the Alliance works is simple. Normal requests can be completed by completing the notes on the bulletin board as written in the notes. There are no rules in particular, so please take it easy. You can receive your reward from me here, but I will confirm that you have fulfilled your request at that time.

However, this is a simple request that anyone can make, and the procedure will change for high difficulty requests. Specifically, we're asking our trusted adventurers for high-difficulty requests.

That said, urgent requests, such as crusade requests, should not be unsuccessful, as everyone likes. So I don't know how the adventurer died, but if you look at the client who is suffering from the monster, it doesn't solve any problems, and it involves our tickets.

Even if we ask the Adventurer Alliance, if we continue to fail, our client will eventually disappear, and we cannot send an adventurer to fail.

So if Jeanne wants a crusade, she will first register as an adventurer in the guild, take the exam, get the lowest rank, and wait for my help first. "

"Okay. You have a ranking."

"It would be helpful if we could talk quickly."

"So, what should I do with the exam?

Meatier explores Gosogoso and the counter.

"It's easy. Just fill in your status on this sheet and you're done."

"Huh? Is it that easy??

She nodded carefully and said, staring into Jeanne's eyes.

"Yes, if you know the level and status of the person, you'll be able to grasp some of their abilities. People with high levels and stats are also very resilient, and vice versa.

But... the status is only self-declared. There will always be people who will make an exaggerated declaration, right? If the request is unsuccessful, I will not be able to catch my eye, so I have to be careful.

So we're going to use this entry sheet. The letters written on this magical paper will remain if they are true, but will disappear if they are false. This makes it impossible for candidates to write lies, so we can hire them with confidence. It's a method that big companies always use... "What's the matter? She looked itchy on her back and looked upside down."

"No, no, no! Don't say that name!!

Jeanne was agonized that the word entry sheet slowly restored his past wounds. Meatier leans her neck.

"If you don't like the name of the entry sheet, you can use your resume."

"Hyi, stop it even more!!... 200 companies... 200 companies... demon paper pieces sent back with rejection notice, whether sent or not. What do you know about me with this!!

Jeanne is crying with her hands on the ground. Meatier dragged herself to the figure and continued talking to Feng, who had been listening to the conversation beside her, wondering if it was obvious that she was talking to him.

"... Kohn. Well, that's why if you're registering as an adventurer, you'll be sure to fill out the status on this paper. If you're a candidate, write it down."

That's what she said and gave Feng paper. I wonder if I have to write BloodTypeC too... while he receives it.

"... do I have to write down all the statuses? I don't want people to know things that are private."

"Name, age, level, and basic status are mandatory, so you can just write them down afterwards... Well, try mixing them up. I can see that part disappearing."

As told, Feng wrote a big lie. Level 256, stat is All 20, race is Divine. Then the letters he wrote disappeared from the paper like ink evaporated one after another.

I see... Feng looked at the ink disappearing into the air with admiration, and she was bragging about what Meetia looked like. I don't think it's her power... I wonder what really happened to that expression muscle, but Feng will honestly write the status on paper this time.

Level 2, all 10. Then Meetya, who was watching it, looked amazed.

"How dare you lie like that? Normally, the second time is a bit of a mix of truth....."

"Hmm? That's right...."

Feng replied with a gloomy expression. Meatier looks back on her face. After some awkward silence, the two of them stared at each other like glitter for a while, and suddenly Meatier began to look like she was lying.

"... eh!? What is that?! Level 2? All 10? How come the numbers that only seem like lies disappear... is the paper moist? I'm sorry, could you please write the same thing again on this form?

"What?... No, it's fine, but... I don't think the results will change."

He wrote his status on the paper again, as he was told, even though he was getting worse. Then, seeing the letters that never disappeared again, Meatier fell off the chair with a rattle.

Hih, hihhhh ~! Level 2? All-10!? That's impossible! Even toddlers are a little higher these days. What kind of life have you been living, living like this!? Ha-ha-ha-ha!

You don't have to be surprised to say that you ate such high vegetables... Feng was slightly hurt by her ugliness.

But apparently his status is as bad as that. As I noticed, the pub guests who were watching the situation stopped looking at me with a stunned expression. Level 2? Or All-10... or something like that can be heard everywhere.

Really so bad... Feng was never disappointed to come to this world with the truth he didn't want to be pointed at. No, based on Isaac and the others, I thought maybe so... but my punctured gaze hurts. I want to enter if there is a hole.

Jeanne, who had recovered while watching Feng's conversation, said, holding him on his shoulder, shaking with humiliation.

"White, don't worry about this. You're still growing, not from now on."

Shut up, faggot.

I don't want to be told only by high-level cheats. When Feng glanced at Doss with tearful voice, Jeanne was so scared that she was about to fall down with that temper alone.

Meatier, who was watching the two of them, pointed the paper at Jeanne with disappointment.

"Hah... you're not going to be able to expect this either. I'm afraid you understand the flow, so could you fill out this sheet?

"Okay. Just the level and the basic status."

Jeanne started writing about Slasher and her status. Level 101, STR23... is that it? Isn't that level 99? Maybe you were listening to the conversation earlier, so you thought about writing a lie first. You don't have to trample to that point.....

Did Meatier think the same thing?

"Um... you don't have to make such a tempura bowl. Could you write me the real status?

"Hmm? That's right...."

Jeanne gave it back with a gloomy expression. Meatier stares at her face. Jeanne, who was blinking and unbearably distracted first, tried to push the entry sheet back at him with a snorting expression she just said she had won.

"... eh!? What?!! Level 101? Str23? How come the numbers that only seem like lies disappear... is the paper moist? I'm sorry, could you please write the same thing again on this form?

"Eh? Fine, but... you're not a tempura bowl either."

Jeanne retypes her status with great dissatisfaction. Then, seeing a string that never disappears again, Meatier trembles like a newborn deer.

Hih, hihhhh ~! Level 101? STR23!? That's impossible! Maybe higher than the Spirit!? How many kills do you think an army like that would be able to leave by itself!? Ha-ha-ha-ha!

Eat such high vegetables, abbreviated below.

Meatier's agitation spread into the store like an infectious disease. Wear Wolf, who had stared at you trying to punish the undelivered, thought you would lie to the boulders, and when he saw Jeanne, he rounded his tail like a puppy and grew up. Are you sure there are people like that? The inside of the store is rough.

After repeatedly turning back and forth between the seat and Jeanne's face, Meatier's gaze finally stopped with Feng's face, who was watching. Is this for real? That's what the eyes say. As he nodded twice, she swallowed Gokuri and Tsubaki.

"Well, I've never seen a human with such an amazing status. If you were a Class A adventurer right away... yeah, I'm sure you'd be a legendary Class S adventurer! Excellent! Register your adventurer. That's right! Why don't you sign an exclusive contract with us? I will give priority to the delicious work around here."

"Hmm? Well... I'm glad you did."

"If so, please come to the office. I'll introduce you to the Guild Leader. Come on, come on, don't go too far."

Meatier smiled so much as she could not imagine from that faceless expression that she shook Jeanne's back to the back of the shop with Doskoyd Scoy. Jeanne, who had never been so recognized for her abilities in her lifetime, was taken away while moaning with her unfulfilled face.

Feng tried to get behind them with his shoulders shrugged like he said... but when he stepped into the aisle that followed him,

"Ah, from here on out, it's only for employees."

I was told to stop it.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Please crush your time around appropriately. Why don't you take a look at the request for a bulletin board? It may be tough at level two, Phukes."

"What the hell!

Feng suddenly stood up, but dared to surrender in front of an attractive smile that no one in Meatier could imitate. He wouldn't be angry if he looked at me like that. Feng dropped his shoulders and dropped off the two people who disappeared into the back of the shop.

In or out of the castle, is it all you can do after all? The sigh that leaked naturally resounded in the store.