Legend

Rather than a man grabbing up his own chest... Ray looks back at the boy's face with a faceless eye.

You didn't like that, the boy tells Ray louder than earlier.

"Answer me. I'm asking you what you did to your mother."

"... let go"

Ray opens his mouth with an unpleasant frown.

That would be natural, too. Because Ray himself is entangled in something he doesn't remember.

"Answer me. If that's what you want, I'll let you take the attitude, too, okay?... This is the last time. Answer me."

……

I guess you've decided it's no use talking about it any more. Ray hands on the wrist of a man who is silently grabbing his chest.

And the moment I tried to squeeze that wrist bone in one thought.

"Lodos, get your hands off me. The boy is genuine. I didn't do anything. I was just surprised to see this boy on my own."

Rodos, one wand was inserted between the boy called and Ray's face.

"But mother! It's not normal for your mother to fall behind even though she hasn't done anything! I'm sure he did something to my mother."

Rodos proclaims to a woman who utters words in some manly tone, but the woman sighs and slaps the wand she had on Rodos' head.

Boog! and the sounds of exactly like beating meat with a blunt instrument echo around him, and the adventurers, who were near Ray and heard that sound, unexpectedly frown imagining the pain.

"Damn!"

Rodos also naturally holds his head down again and goes to the floor, but without looking at it like that, the woman bows her head to Ray.

"I'm sorry, boy. My son worked disrespect. I hope you forgive me."

……

To Ray, who returns her gaze silently, the woman lifts up all the rhodos on the floor and forces her head down.

"You're right. Rodos is also reflecting, and I will never let this rude imitation happen again. So I'm glad you're flushing this into the water. Unconditional, of course, I wouldn't say. If anything happens, let's promise the Axe of Thunder God, the A-rank party, will help us."

A Rank Party, Ray responds pickly to the word.

For Ray, who wants to sooner raise the rank of his guild and fight more powerful monsters, an A-rank party is not a loss to stay connected. That's what I decided. Ray nods small.

"It's not like there was any real harm. Let's be convinced that you made a loan to the A-rank party."

A woman who hears that word of Ray and exhales a sigh of relief.

(At that moment, this boy was definitely going to smash Rhodos' wrist. And this ridiculous magic. Should I say it was helpful not to be a winger hostile to someone like this)

Whimpering inside, he opens his mouth again with Ray in front of him.

"Sorry, you haven't introduced yourself yet. I'm Min. He's the mother of an idiot son who's involved with a boy right now."

"Mother!

Ignoring Rhodos' words, he turns his gaze toward the man looking at the three of them in an interesting way.

"Unfortunately, I am Elk, my husband and the Axe leader of the Thunder God"

I guess I heard a voice introducing myself. A man called Elk approaches the three with a grin on his mouth.

"Whoa, I'm sorry my son got involved. Looks like my wife introduced me, but it's elk. Please say hello."

Elk laughing luxuriously like that, as it looks. Even on the ray, I open my mouth with a gentle sigh of sigh to see how the poison was drained.

"It's Ray."

"That's all. Something more like this, no? Your favorite food, your favorite type of woman."

"Elk, you keep your mouth shut for a second."

Elk silences himself with feelings such as disapproval of Min's voice. Ray carves it in the back of his brain that Min seems to be the most vocal of these three, if not the least.

"For once we've been adventurers in this city of Guild for a long time, Ray, did I say you? I don't remember seeing your face, but have you been in this city lately?

"Right. It's only been a few days since I signed up for the Alliance."

The first person to react to that word was not the Ming who was talking, and not the Elk who was behind the Ming. It was Rhodos, who was gazing at Ray next to Ming with a septic odor.

"Huh!? You, you know what the adventurers here are getting together for!?

"It's an oak crusade, isn't it?

It was Ray giving it back, but I guess that felt like he was making a fool of himself. Rhodos stares at Ray with a bright red face.

But at that moment I thought I was going to erupt again, and then again, the wand Min had on his head is waved down.

"Shit! Mother. Yes, don't punch me in the head with a pom pom and a son. I mean, that wand is a magic activator, not a stick."

"Shut up and stick your mouth where I'm talking and don't be nasty on your own"

"But!"

When Rhodos tries to solicit something more, a man who was screaming for an urgent request earlier downstairs comes into the conference room.

I guess Min, who saw that, also decided that this was the end of the story. Pull my husband and son to sit in a chair near Ray.

"They all got together well. Number of people…"

That's what I said, a man looking inside the conference room.

Something like 30 people.

There were only about 20 of them when Ray came into the conference room, but they also came a few while I was talking to Rodos, Minn, and Elk.

Confirm and open the mouth.

"This is Bobbs, who will let me divide this request. As I said earlier, the general contents of the request are Orc's crusade mission. The reward is 5 gold coins as advance. 2 white gold coins after the request. In addition, consider additional bonuses depending on your contribution. That and the right ear, which is the crusade proof site of the oak, is usually five silver coins only for those participating in this mission. How about this far?

Everyone nods at Bobbs' voice.

"The place where the oak is making settlements is a day's distance from the city of this guilm. A minimum of 50 in terms of number.... okay! It's only a minimum of 50. As we assume there is naturally a greater number than this. There is also no doubt, first of all, that rare and superior species lead the way from that number. The departure will be after noon today. So as to gather in front of the main entrance from those who are ready. As an appointment, I'll stay overnight on the road and arrive near the settlement after noon tomorrow. After that, we plan to take a break until night to conduct a night raid at midnight. Do you have any questions?

One of the adventurers opens his mouth to ask if he has any questions.

"Has the presence of Oak Mage been confirmed?

"It's not confirmed yet, but you should think he's there first"

"How much do you contribute to the Alliance if you accomplish this request?

"Naturally, let me take it into account when I go up to the next rank. Except for those who were active. Just taking part in this request is not unconditional."

"Can I assume that the carriage to travel to the settlement will be prepared by the Alliance?

"Oh. But I don't mind if you mean you can prepare it independently. In that case, we'll be loading supplies into free space and going."

"Are you going to give me that supply for the guild?

"It will. However, if you can prepare this on your own, you can use it."

"What's the chain of command?

When it comes to command, I'm supposed to do it.

Bobs answers questions from adventurers without precipitation.

Ray, who was listening to that question, raises his hand again.

"I think we can help with the means of transporting supplies, but does that add up to the contribution too?

"Cooperate with the means of transport of supplies? What kind of means is that?

Show Bobbs' words the mistering that is embedded in his right hand.

"This is called mystering in a kind of item box. With this, we'll have no problems transporting supplies."

With that said, take the potion out of the mysteries and show it, and then store it in the mysteries again.

"What is an item box... is it real!?

"I've never seen you before."

"Me too. I mean, is it normal to see expensive magic items once in a lifetime?

Many of those in the conference room knew that Ray and the eagle's nails had been rubbed, but apparently few knew that they had staked the item box as a wagering prize.

And a few of those who knew it had sent a sharp gaze to observe Ray.

Pretending not to notice such a gaze intentionally, Ray turns his gaze to Bobbs.

"... fine. If you're going to use that item box to help transport supplies, let me be a credit to the Alliance."

Then a detailed question flew and Bobbs answered it.

"Okay, any other questions... no? Then at the end of the day, tell me what skills each of you has. Naturally, I don't mind about what I want to hide. In order from the beginning of those close to the door."

Hearing the words, a group of about four adventurers go forward and explain the skills they can use to Bobbs.

I would like to know the skills of the adventurers as a guild as well as the power of this request, but I guess I couldn't have told them to teach their skills in front of other adventurers who would be competitors outside of this request. It's a tolerant gesture that you don't have to tell Bobbs what you want to hide when it comes to his teaching skills.

After all, I'm the only solo.

I whine inside looking at what's going on around me. Everyone but Ray was a participant as a few parties, and only Ray was in this conference room alone.

"Ray, can I call you that?

Ming calls out to Ray, who was observing his surroundings. Ray snorts at the words.

"Well, I wish I could, but I'd like you to show me the item box for later school. Naturally, I'll show you something so valuable that I can thank you later."

"I don't mind, but Mystering is just so you can't use it other than me, okay?

"Oh, that's okay. Please."

Hand me the bracelet that was fitted in my right arm so that I could be pushed by an attitude that only seemed strong.

"Heh, this is... I see, I do feel powerful magic"

Next to Ming, who was impressed, Rhodos was still gazing at Ray looking frigid.

"Hmm, in the end, you rely on powerful magic items, not your strengths. Then I'll... Damn it!

Without words to the end, Elk's fist is swung down to his head.

"And, Father..."

"You're too obstinate just because Min's interests are right for the rest of us."

"Dad, nothing like me!?

"You can see it from the edge. Damn.... sorry, Ray. As you can see, he's about your age, but he can't leave his mother."

To Elk's words, Ray turns his gaze to Ming, who is eager to examine Chirali and Mystering. There was the calm when we first met disappeared like lies and the look of Ming shining his eyes.

"Never mind. I don't care if it's Mazacon."

"Mazacon?"

"Oh. That's the common name of the guy my mother loves."

"Come on, enough to be. Then Rodos is definitely a Mazacon."

"Dad! You too. Come on. You've just signed up for the Alliance, and you're too smart for me in C-rank for your low-ranking habits."

And again, Elk's fist will be swung down on Rhodos' head, and he will clasp it on the floor.

"Damn, don't get upset 'cause they poked you in the stars."

"Oh, I'm not..."

It was Rhodos trying to open his mouth while holding down his battered head, but before that, Bobbs' shouts echoed into the conference room.

"Next thing I know, you're the one with the item box!

Ray looks around at that voice, but the number of people already in the conference room was down to about half the initial time. I guess I'm already working on getting ready to leave after my conversation with Bobbs.

"I'm sorry. Helpful."

Reinstall the mistering returned by Minn to his right arm and take Rodos, who still said something, down to Bobbs on the spot.

"What's your name?

"Ray."

"What's the rank?

"G-Rank."

Bobbs frowns as soon as Ray tells him his rank.

"Do you know that the minimum condition for this request is that you can defeat the oak?

"Oh. I signed up for the guild a few days ago, so I'm still G-ranked, but I have enough strength to defeat Waterbear"

"... what?

"And if you're worried about my prowess, ask a guy like Gran, the guild clerk, and you'll know it to some extent."

"... ok. I'll ask Gran at once, but it's only up to me to take the request. No power, no complaining about what happened?

Ray snorts small at Bobbs' words.

"Fine. So what are you good at?

"The magic of flames, that and melee combat can do quite a bit. And then there are the monsters who are taming."

Ray speaks of his abilities to the extreme. Bobs listens to that and notes something on the paper he had in his hand.

"If magic and melee are possible, is there a magic swordsman to classify?

"Right. But you're more of a magic warrior than a magic swordsman."

"... what's the difference?

To Bobbs' words, take Death Size out of Mystering.

Bobbs opens his eyes when he sees that huge weapon emerge from nowhere: 2m over the length of the pattern and 1m over the size of the blade.

A small number of faces still remaining in the conference room are also sending a staring glance at that great sickle, which suddenly appeared.

"As you can see, my weapon is not a very sword."

"... ok. And when it comes to transporting supplies, you can count on it, right?

"Oh. No problem. I want to rank my guild as soon as I can."

"Then you should be ready to come to the guild by noon after this. I need you to keep the supplies there."

Nodding as he stroked his mistering at Bobbs' words.

"At the place, you can take the monsters you tame, right?

"Oh, there's no problem with that. You're welcome to have more power this way. But don't imitate other adventurers."

"Seto is smart, so if he can't do harm, he won't imitate it."

"Okay, you can go. Don't forget to come before noon."

Nodding at Bobbs' words, Ray left the conference room intact.