Leaving the country of falling-about the fact that he was the 4th granting surgeon in the world-

"You're the zink of the granting magician. Fight me and the spear!

When I finished delivering the material and came out of the Adventurer Alliance, a 10-year-old poked me with a spear.

Ash (10)

Level: 10 (31/100)

Occupation:_

HP: 100/100

MP: 6/6

Skills: Skill 12, Bar 4, Body Enhancement 2

Other: Title (Ian's Exhaustion) - List of Qualities

Probably Ian's brother because of the title.

But...

"Ian, can I ask you something?... Is this kid stupid?

No matter how many children, S-Rank Adventurer... what are you thinking of a civilian poking a spear at a privileged class opponent who hits the Duke's equivalent?

I'm a kid and I'm trying to make it easy on you, but where I am now is the entrance to the guild...... in the middle of the boulevard.

This much noise has been caused in places where people are, I can't even rub it off...

"Don't abandon your brother, granting magician! Because of the irrational way you treat your brother, your prized brother has come to use a salutation on me!

No, you don't!

Or in Koz's brain, civilians are good to call off S-rank adventurers...... is it normal for my husband to honor slaves?

The boulder is... firmly, Ian is taking the cerebral miso.

I mean... taking good care of Nina is a good reason.

I guess this is all I have an ultra-class brother......

"... you're a medium distinctive brother, Ian. I've been scorned by civilians before... but this is the first time a civilian has sold me a fight from the front and poked me with a spear."

Tapping in his disgust...... Ian, standing with a bright blue face, showed off his brilliant jumping dungeon.

"Sorry!! My brother is a hell of a shorthand. It's a child's bullshit, so please forgive me only for my life!

Unthinkable from the usual adult atmosphere, Ian snaps to the ground and pleads for help.

It's like a mother's desperation to force her child away while still...

"Brother...?

It doesn't make sense that my brother at heart doesn't understand...

What has his family been up to now......

Or lower the spear you're pointing at me.

"Ian. Your father, unlike this idiot, is he the one who makes sense? At a time when we're producing so many monsters, I can't really expect..."

"I'll get through! My father is a decent man!

Needless to say, my brother declared it wasn't Matomo, my brother.

My brother himself... you haven't noticed, have you?

"Then let's just believe it. Ian... send out a letter to your parents detailing the matter and call your father to this city. Let's talk about this.... Until we decide to dispose of him, this kid will be detained in the Guild's quarters."

"Thank you for your generosity. And... I'm sorry for what I said and did as a slave."

"Come on, brother, what are you talking about? What do you mean, my dad doesn't matter?!? Whoa, get off me!

You were transported away by the Alliance staff who listened to the noise and waited for you.

... taking care of Akane for the huge count of materials... the guild employees are too pathetic...

Let's plug in some sweet treats later......

Thanks to you, I went home silently all the way to the inn.

Ian walks three steps back with a bright blue face, and Nina compares me to Ian and Oro...

I wouldn't do that if I had to.

... would already be a rumor in the city than it caused so much noise in such a prominent place.

I can't tolerate all that disrespect for nothing more than carrying a sign that I'm an S-rank adventurer.

But...... I want to avoid too much tight disposition and Ian resenting me.

It's like saying, "Look at the gap and kill me" to be resented by a smart slave who treats me nearby...

That said... Ian already has something like a body to me...

Because I don't like selling it to others now and going to hell......

"... what imitation?

When I returned to the room I was inconclusive and contemplative, I was guzzled with a worn sword or spear in front of me.

You... Where'd you pick that scrap up from?

I mean... why are you wearing cheap piercing clothes that you were wearing when you bought them at the trading office?

Nina is crying guzzly as she looks over here too... Angie, Momiza looks worried too...

"Please punish me until I feel comfortable. At the time of slavery, I worked disrespectfully for my brother's cuteness. I don't think there's a way to get killed."

Oh... even against Ian, who pleaded for help, was taken as angry?

Just come on...

"You, didn't some idiot move from my brother?... you know what you're buying and you're saying? If I kill you, I'll lose 53 white gold coins.... No, it's a big loss, including the time and effort I put on your leveling"

Assuming you were angry... there would be no way to impose physical sanctions.

I'm the one who pays for the treatment where I beat the crap out of him, and if the effects of the imposition of sanctions make him work dull... that's the end of the line.

"... I'm sorry. But I'm a slave, so I don't have anything to give your husband..."

Don't give me the sorry aura out of my whole body.

If you're so shunned, it sounds like I'm abusing you...

"... nothing against you or against your brother... but I'm not that angry. I'm not going to rub it off... just thinking about a moderate drop."