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Strange rumors have become whispered here at Center Guild recently.

"I have Aranzil's son," he said.

The majority of the reactions of those who came into contact with the rumor were puzzling.

Speaking of Aranzil, the Great Brave. He was a hero that would remain in the history of the entire human race as well as the Adventurer Guild.

I have a son in Aranzil like that.

Water in the sleeping ear for everyone.

"Master Aranzil is supposed to be single, right?

"Then there can't be children or anything.... Hidden Child?

"No, not very well known, but Master Aranzil was married at one time..."

"What's that? I've never heard that before!?"

I can't help but make noise up and down.

If you're a child, you may not have anything to do with us, but it's still the most powerful brave man in the vortex.

Being a son who might have inherited that talent, it was also impossible to attract interest.

To the elite adventurers belonging to the center guild, to the solitary soldiers and to clerks, cooks and maids.

Aranzil's son's rumor took him to heart.

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And it's not only down there that floats...

The wave of upset was pushing until the height of power.

Center Guild Board.

The agenda for the emergency meeting, which was set up quickly, naturally related to Dariel, who will soon be visiting.

"Um... are you sure?

One of the directors says in an uphill voice.

"What makes you think Master Aranzil had a son? I've never even pinched that story in my little ear...!?"

The center-guild directors in line were unanimously unable to hide their upset in this emergency report.

All those who boast of the speed of their ears in order to survive in the center of power.

This sunny thunderbolt scratched their confidence like that.

"Um, I was surprised, too"

That's what I said, center guild board president.

It is also the organisation of this emergency meeting.

"The trigger is sudden, too. The killer was Roselwy."

"Speaking of which, Lord Roselwi is absent, isn't he? Did they make you sick too...?

"Dead."

The report once again froze the directors.

It was a full sense of the importance of the obituary of the active director because he was informed in the middle of the conference production.

"Dead!? How the hell did you!? Lord Roselwi said you were the youngest of all"

"Surely there are plenty of people on the board who can die before him."

Some of them showed off the audacity of being able to throw up crap jokes......

Basically, the emergency meeting could not for a moment settle into the fact of repeated shocks.

"Let me explain a brief history from the eagle"

What the President of the Center Guild tells us is how the disturbance occurred in the village of Lax the other day.

That I learned of the existence of Aranzil's son from the reason that Loselwy is there.

I approached him from my ambition, tried to get in, but he refuses.

At his stomach, he gathered all the chimpy adventurers and raided the village where he lived.

The crux was the cleverly blurred, scratchy explanation of the least, but we couldn't possibly not talk about the disturbance.

One village was a training ground to destroy or not, so he would be held accountable for keeping this secret.

Alliances everywhere are already panicking about missing problem children joining the Raiders.

"According to the investigation, Loselwy was contacted by an unidentified suspicious man and was responsible for a single stick of evil."

"Who is the suspicious unidentified man?

"I don't know. That's why he's a suspicious unidentified person."

"What an unreliable report, isn't it?

The director's history shrugged his shoulders.

Neither the identity nor the details of Inferno have yet been communicated to the human side at this point.

Inferno still remained a creepy Phantom among the humans.

"It seems to be due to the hand of the one who clustered adventurers from all over the place and as a mob. I mean, you're the main culprit. Looks like Loselwy was just put in charge of one stick."

"That's another crude behavior as a director of the Center Alliance."

A mockery leaked from among the directors was not toward Roselwi's outrageous deeds.

I couldn't even be the mastermind of the conspiracy. It was against my body.

Stretching to center guild directors requires wisdom not only in financial power and power, but also in the endless use of them.

Everyone sitting on the board of directors like this now had a certain confidence in their wit.

So even if we work evil, we unconsciously think we should be on the side of using it rather than being used.

A wise man manipulates a fool, and not vice versa.

Because a wise man should always put himself in a position to use others, he should not be used as a center guild director.

Loselwy said he had violated that ban, so I see it was enough to be ridiculed.

"... So, Roselwi says he's dead?

"They said it was done for nothing. Let us all pray for his blessings."

For a little while there was silence at the conference table.

It was silence for silent prayer, but the inability to conceal emptiness in the silent air was irresistible.

"Better than that"

I could have continued to pray a little more silently, but the cut-off topic shifts quickly.

"I am concerned about the culprit's use of Lord Roselwi. If we sort this out, he's the one who caused the disturbance."

"We may continue to work unsuccessfully against our guild. Shouldn't measures be taken, given the scale of the incident that took place?

"Neither is he in this world now."

The occasion quieted down again to the declaration of the President of the Council.

Things change dramatically.

The directors of Haiqian Mountain Thousand remembered the illusion that they would be left far behind.

"The suspicious unidentified man was already slashed and abandoned. The man who put his hand down was Aranzil's son."

"... ugh!?"

The first shock comes back here.

Yes, because they were gathered for it today.

"Name's Darriel."

"The..., really, is it the truth? Lord Aranzil and his blood ties……!?"

"I've been checking with these eyes because I said so. Well, there's no mistake."

To that assertion, the face of the guild director tightened again.

It's just a personal feeling.

But if that individual is the word of the guild supreme power, center guild board president, the implications change.

"It's called facade, it's called a sharp sign of being torn if you touch it, it looks a lot like your father. If they say you're not a parent or a child, you'll be confused."

The Board also had the opportunity to meet with its functional pattern, the former brave man, Aranzil.

But everyone said they didn't like that precious opportunity to..., face to face with the strongest braves.

Because the signs of the fierceness unleashed by the brave are too strong to be properly confronted by non-combatants when it comes to board members.

Aranzil was so much of a sloppy blade when he was active.

Everyone liked it and didn't want to touch it.

"Is that..., just like that...!?"

"No, I'm not as tough as my father. It got a little mild. Still an indestructible sharp slash. … something that makes you feel like a parent and child."

Say by analogy.

If it's like Aranzil is always carrying an invisible blade with him in his body.

Although Darriel had it in his sheath for once, it felt like he was putting his hands on the pattern so that he could slash it without being there whenever he needed it.

Even though the president explained it that way, it didn't come pinned to the other directors.

"... Damn, how did director Roselwi find Mr. Aranzil's son in the first place? And why did you approach me alone?

"You all know that. It's not me."

"Arre?"

"Roselwi's liver frying"

That's all anyone thought of when they said it.

Brave man production plan.

No, I didn't officially have a plan name like that.

It was an attempt to increase the success rate of the Demon King Crusade by electing more than one brave man at the same time, who was originally limited to one generation.

But under that plan, three newly elected braves. The defeat of the plan is decisive.

Naturally, the position of Roselwi, who was the planner, is also jeopardized and driven to retreat.

"Looks like Loselwy wanted to get a new pawn and flip the board."

"No way, Aranzil's son to a new brave man...!?"

The thought came to mind, and yet another air converged.

I was wondering if my son, who inherits the Aranzil bloodline, would qualify himself as a brave man again.

In terms of pedigree, it is impeccable, but the final qualities required of a brave man were strength.

But if you also consider the merit that Roselwi admitted, and that he also put down the mastermind of the disturbance ahead.

Maybe the II of the Great Brave can also be the Great Brave again.

"But we reject the throne of the brave. She wants to live quietly..."

To the words of the further President of the Council, the air on the ground is increasingly confusing.

"You don't want the brave honor everyone wants?

"There's a fine brave man named Lady now in the first place. It's not a good idea to make a scene around Darriel by scorning her. So I showed him the whole story."

But from here on out, it confuses the whole center guild.

"We decided to invite Darriel, Aranzil's son. Why don't we all actually identify and judge him and build a good relationship with him?"