Legend

The rage I heard in Ray and Elaine's ears as they ended buying the material and were talking about the Demon Stone.

Because the sun was still high and there were not so many adventurers in the guild, that group of adventurers and guild staff around them, or residents and merchants who had come to make requests, naturally collected Ray and Elaine's gaze as well.

The first thing that caught my eye was a warrior man who must have raised his anger earlier. I guess I'm a party member on the side of a warrior like that, a woman with a spear and a man with a bow, all three of whom had the appearance of being in their mid 20s, and that's why it was noticeable that only one of the three sights ahead was a warrior of a man in his 40s.

In addition, Ray looked familiar with the armor worn by a warrior in his 40s. No, that's not just Ray. Ning Lo, those who have been in this Eggzil for so long will recognize their armor.

"Hey, it's the Holy Light guys again."

"You take roughly 30% of your gross income, or you're too bloated, right?

"But you're hiring that with understanding, aren't you? I don't know if you'll complain after that."

"Besides, taking it is only 30% of your total income. On the other hand, if you hire one person to dive in, you'll earn 70% of your own income."

"You're the guy who doesn't catch raccoons. If you're small enough to dive into a dungeon in the first place, you don't have to go out of your way to hire a Holy Light person."

"30% for one, 60% for two, 90% for three.... It's definitely a little too much."

"But they basically don't accept discounts. We can't sell ourselves cheaply, believers in the Holy Goddess of Light."

Ray is slightly surprised by the voices he hears coming from around him that way.

I knew that they would take 30% of the income they earned when they hired the existence of Holy Light, because still more people watching positively than Ray expected.

This is probably due to the fact that Holy Light has made clear in advance the price at which they hire themselves. Because if you are hired without saying anything, and you tell them to give you 30% after the day's exploration, it will definitely make a scene.

Elsewhere in such surroundings, the story of the four people who are attracting attention heats up.

No, the Holy Light man is calmly handling it, but I guess he doesn't like it extra. He must be the leader of a threesome. The warrior man has blood on his head.

"Unfortunately, the first time you hired me, you explained the reward. There is no better way to discount the reward than with the help of the Holy Goddess of Light."

"Don't be ridiculous. I'm telling you! Your mistake made me use an extra potion. That's the potion I kept hidden as my wife!

"I'm sure that's bad, but I promised you when we partied with you, didn't I? I'm distressed too, but I can't break it any more than I promised in the name of the Holy Goddess of Light. Please understand."

That's what I tell you, a holy light man who pays tribute to Pecori.

But I guess the limit of patience has been exceeded by such a man's statement. The warrior man, supposedly the leader of the threesome, grips his fist...

"Are you willing to turn Holy Light against your enemies?

Stopping fist movements in the words of a Holy Light man.

A man understands. Holy Light, which has rapidly increased its power in the last few years. That the faithful carry many warriors like the man in front of them. How dangerous is it to turn Holy Light on enemies like you can describe them in a way as a group of mercenaries?

And...

"Hey, it's not good. I'm talking about the Levisole family holding back behind Holy Light. Turning the Levisole family against the enemy in this Exil..."

Hearing the words of a woman with a spear, the man holding his fist stares strongly at the Holy Light man in front of him.

As if, instead of being beaten up, I would at least stare at you with my gaze.

But the Holy Light man opens his mouth with such a gaze streaming with the wind to the willow.

"Apparently, you have no further claim. Now, if you'll excuse me around here. Blessed art thou by the holy goddess of light."

Mumble and return the word to your heels at the end.

I suppose you feel the gaze of a man staring at you all the time then being stuck in the head, but you also understand that he won't come at you. He slowly followed the scene and left the guild.

Those who were in the guild will see a series of exchanges over, or they will soon slip away from sight and return to their exchanges.

"Holy Light? As far as the current exchange is concerned, isn't that so bad?

To the words of such a ray, the woman of the guild official in charge of buying the material shakes her neck sideways in sigh.

"He's certainly right about what he's saying, and he says he'll get 30% of the reward that day before he dives into the dungeon properly... but still, there's quite a bit of interaction going on right now"

"In the first place, why is religion in a labyrinth city? I didn't see the Holy Light religion as a guild."

"Come on? I don't know much about that neighborhood, but you think a small religious group that was originally in the countryside of the Kingdom of Mireana has been rapidly gaining strength over the past few years with the patronage of a goddess or something?"

Hearing that word, Ray still leans his neck.

Even though it's smaller than this Exil, Gilm is a city with a population of over 100,000. Even so, it was strange that I had never even seen fragments of a religion that was gaining so much power.

Speaking of Elaine, this one slightly flaunts that beautiful brow.

"You seem to remember Elaine better."

"Oh. It's also confirmed in our territory. That said, that doesn't mean we have as much momentum. It's like knowing someone."

"... then are you deliberately choosing a place to preach? In the first place, if you're serious about preaching Holy Light and doing it, you can just preach and serve for free without getting paid."

"Yeah, of course some of the adventurers said that to them. But it's forbidden to give oneself power as a doctrine, or something."

She was a woman who groaned in sigh, but eventually she laughed to cover her mouth and delude herself when she returned to me.

"Hoho. Well, it's not very nice to hear the Alliance say this about the reputation of adventurers, so please give me a break around here. We look forward to seeing you again tomorrow. Please give me a hand with the demon stone."

"Hmm? Oh. Okay. Well, after you get used to the dungeons, even with the demon stones, and do something about the bandits."

"Mm-hmm. We have to do something about the trap. Honestly, if it's just the fight, it's totally fine with me, Ray, and Seto. So it's purely the highly skilled bandits who crave it... but it's hard."

Ray nods at Elaine, who groans in sigh, and the woman who was listening also nods inside.

Exil, a labyrinth city in the first place, is in high demand for bandits. If you are a normally armed bandit, you will be immediately invited to a party, and often even unarmed bandits are invited for the purpose of raising you at a party.

Is a bandit working solo in such a way that you have some personality problem and can't throw a party, or is there just enough arm to do it solo? And it would also mean that there are reasons why we can't have some kind of party, like Bühne.

(In that sense, these people may have hired holy light bandits... but a kid named Ray who's in the lead seems oddly more averse to religion. Did something happen before?

A woman who tilts her neck inside, but never puts it on the table as an Alliance employee.

He dropped off the two of them leaving in front of the buyout counter and quickly started preparing to buy materials for the busy hours ahead.

"Holy Light..."

Ray's grunting voice coming out of the guild has a mix of troublesome looking colors. I noticed that. Elaine tries to ask, but before that, I notice Seto and Yellow approaching, who found the two of them coming out of the guild.

Most of all, in the case of yellows, they are on Seto's back, even though it is said to be in a constant position.

"Cu!"

Ring briefly, kicking Seto's back and landing on Elaine's left shoulder. Elaine also scratches Yellow's throat, which is squeaking briefly on her own shoulder.

Next to such a group of lords, Seto was rubbing his face against Ray as he rang his throat again. There's some worrying color floating around in Seto's squeal, I guess, because I felt how Ray was.

"Gru?"

What's the matter with you? And to the ringing ceto, Ray scratches his head tight with a small grin that it's nothing.

Keep it that way for about a minute. While playing with Seto, I guess Ray regained his mind, too. Unlike when I left the guild, I was honestly smiling under my hood.

"Well, there's still a lot in the evening...... what do we do?

I guess I felt Ray regaining his mind in that atmosphere. Elaine also asks with care not to make Ray any more troublesome.

"Right, I'm a little hungry... but you haven't had an inn meal yet, have you?

"Uhm. That would be just a little early"

Speaking in terms of time, is there still a little around 3pm? The sun shined brightly, and now it's summer! That was more than enough.

I ate the lunch boxes I had prepared in the dungeon at the inn, but that's only the amount that normal humans eat. Ray and Seto are worse and less fuel-efficient than normal humans. And there was also a shortage for Elaine, who absorbed the Enchanted Dragon's demonic stone.

Nowadays Elaine is very difficult to fatten, no matter how much she eats, due to the influence of absorbed demon stones. Then the growth of the body is subtle, but it hasn't stopped yet, so if the women of the world listen, they will certainly be jealous and speechless.

"It's that level of inn, so if you ask me, you'll let me out something... what do I do? As far as I'm concerned, I feel like eating and walking like this."

Ray sees Seto being stroked by himself whining.

It is also true that we want to walk around eating in this exil, which is of course bigger than Gilm, but we also have a strong desire to let the inhabitants get used to Seto.

Because in the skewered stalls I used before entering the dungeon, when I saw the sight of Seto actually eating skewers happily, the people around me faded into feelings of fear and awe towards Seto, and there were people with the perception that it was a slightly larger but adorable animal.

Experience in various cities and villages, starting with Gilm, determined that it was the quickest way to get Seto used to it.

You understood how Ray felt like that, and Elaine nodded that there was no problem again.

"Right. I also want to try something called eating and walking with the yellow. I've never done anything like that in my life."

"Well, that's irresistible. Normally, you don't let the Duke's Lady buy and eat or anything. Then let's make it my first experience of buying and eating."

"First experience…? That's a strangely heartbreaking word. All right, so let's call it a first experience. Ray, let me know if you have any manipulations or anything."

"Even if they say how to do it. If you dare, enough not to throw an eaten skewer on the side of the road?

In the first place, the two of us teach Elaine the basics of not poisoning garbage or swinging the food she bought and not jumping gravy and sauce all around her, and head to a nearby stall just to get used to it rather than learn.

Sometimes the first thing I bought was buying and eating, the most popular skewer. After that, I eat things like sandwiches and hot dogs.

In the rare place, is it like a crepe? Except it's not a crepe wrapped in ray's known raw cream or fruit, it's like a garrett wrapped around something like ham, cheese, or braised meat inside.

It's a dish that I've had several times before, but still seems to be unusual for skewering.

After a light bite of that gullet, Ray's gaze is directed to the dining room nearby.

It's starting to smell like an appetite.

"Hmm? Over there next? Fine. Sure smells good."

Whimpering, the two of them and two of them just about stepped out into that dining room...... stop walking. Then the next moment, a man was blown out of the dining room.