Legend

As soon as that voice was heard, all the guild staff who were inside the counter...... on the contrary, even the few adventurers who were looking at the requisition turn their gaze to the Lord of that voice.

actions because they understand who the Lord of that voice is.

brown skin and silver hair. Beauty that attracts men and doesn't stop.

Now, what covers a man's favorite body is a party dress with a wide open chest and a slightly fleshy thick crotch from a place with deep slits.

If it was a man... or a woman with a beauty that was just not strange whether she was a woman or lost in color, there was a high light of intelligence in her eyes while she was there.

Only on the outside is a beautiful woman, that's how many of them will be looking for the Kingdom of Mireana.

But there are few women who combine both intelligence and beauty.

Those few women were this person, and their pointy ears and brown skin were proof that the woman was a dark elf.

"Alliance Master"

Kenny whines about the person's position.

Marina Ariansa, guild master of the Guild of Adventurers of the Guild on the edge of the Kingdom of Mireana.

"Kenny, I'm sorry, but can you get these girls through to my room? I'll listen to you."

"... ok"

There were so many things I wanted to say, Kenny, but still, there's no way I can defy Marina, the guild master, for saying this.

With such a small grin on Kenny's condition, Marina once again calls out to Marca.

"Well, shall we talk in my room?"

"Uh-huh. If you can do that, your concubine will help."

We agree, and Marca, Koan and Ray go inside the counter.

"Lenora, tea, please. And a good snack for Ray."

"Yes."

"I'm sorry. Shall we go?"

Thus, the three of them are led to the office by the marina.

Sit down, please.

Marina sitting on the couch and speaking to the markas.

"Uhm.... your lord is the marina. I never saw him when he came here before, and I've only heard of him in rumors, but apparently the rumors were more adult."

"Pfft, if you're gonna say that, so are you, right? A genius girl manipulating the three attributes of wind, earth and light, who represents the magic of the next generation of the kingdom of Mireana. Your name is famous among adventurers, isn't it?

"My concubine is still immature. You can't beat Ray for that."

"... In the first place, I don't think there's such a thing as being able to beat Ray. If there were so many of them, it would be the kingdom of Mireana that would unilaterally ravage the Bestian Empire."

Praise each other as they smile at each other.

After a few minutes of conversation, Lenora eventually comes to the room with snacks like tea and sandwiches.

"Thank you. Leave me there."

"Yes. Um... If you're a paperwork for a nomination request, don't you have to make it yet?

"Yeah. I'll do that over here, so you don't have to worry."

"Really? Now if you'll excuse me."

A word of courtesy, Lenora leaves the office.

At that time, he had a worrying gaze at Ray, but still did not imitate anything in particular.

As Lenora disappears from the room, the marina holds the tea on the table and reassembles her legs.

A brown fleshy thick crotch touches Ray or Koan's eyes, but neither of us does anything to turn our consciousness towards you.

I know you're not sorry for that, but the marina opens her mouth towards Marca.

"Well, there's a lot of information going on over here about this Kings thing. You don't want to get Ray involved in this, is that why you want to be a cadet?

"Well, that's Guildmaster of Guild. Ears fast."

It was Marca whining like she was impressed, but Marina grinned and shook her neck to the side.

"In the first place, the matter of Count Eriel's house is famous for its guilds. … and so on."

"... right"

I guess I understood the meaning contained in the word various. Marca softly misses her gaze.

How much has a faction called the Kings to whom I belong done in this city? It was an attitude because I knew that.

Most of all, because of all that, my father and I went into action.

Still, the fact that the Kings have narrow shoulders in the Guild is not something Marka can welcome.

Gathering information that informs the movement of the neutrals, obtaining materials for rare monsters in the periphery, scouts of strong adventurers coming together because of the periphery, and various other, kingship jobs to be done in the Guild, makes it harder to get around the house.

Fortunately, not so many people turn that attitude to children like Marka, and they can't imitate anything more than having a presence like Koan.

But it was true that the other kings in the Guild felt narrow shoulders.

"Whatever, bye. As a concubine, I want to welcome Ray into cadet school this winter alone as a teacher. In the meantime, I'll hit my hand here. What do you say? Wouldn't it be better that way than to be caused some strange noise in the guild?

"You can't deny that. Normally, I can't do weird imitations with guilds."

Marina puts a cup of tea on the table, with worrying eyes.

So Ray figured out why.

At present, Langa, who is in a position to consolidate Gulm's guards, is absent because he is on his way to Count Eriel's house.

Of course, it's not as easy to make noise around the city as it is for the guards to be incompetent, but it's true that the guards still move somewhat - only compared to when Langa is around.

"Well? So there's no problem?

"No, there will be a lot of problems, won't there? In the first place, even if I teach cadet school in Graciar during the winter months, there's no reason to leave the guild today and arrive tomorrow. Normally, it should take about 20 days, right? Plus, considering it's snowing in the winter, I think it's going to take a month."

The marina stops the words once there and turns her gaze to the office window.

Outside the window, it was snowing.

The snow is clearly stronger than it was when the Rays came to the Alliance.

"Even if you take all that time to arrive in Graciar and then work as a instructor... I don't think you have much time, do you? That's a month...... long or about two months. You think that's all the time a cadet at the academy can teach Ray something? In the first place, I think it's hard for Ray to teach someone he's met successfully."

"Don't worry about that area"

Marka returns from the front to the marina's words.

I guess that attitude was unexpected for Marina as well. Turn your gaze to encourage the answer.

"As the Alliance Master put it, if normal, it takes about twenty days to reach Graciar. But what if that's not normal? The carriage is a substitute created as a magic item, and the presence that carries it is not a horse, but a monster that has been tamed with. In fact, the time it took for my concubine to come from Graciar to Guild was ten days. That's it, too. Go in the snow."

I don't know, and that little chest stretching marca.

I know you're bragging, but from the side, the sight just looks like the kid is in a vanity.

I guess Koan understands that, too, holding back behind Marca. I am wondering if I will pinch my mouth in a rare and slightly troubled way.

But put that corn down and Marka goes on with the words.

"And, bye. If I have to, I can put Ray on Ceto and get him to Graciar first."

"No, what about that"

Ray unexpectedly penetrates.

"Mm-hmm? Are you dissatisfied with something? If you're a flying ceto, that's the way you can ignore the winding roads, and you can cross the mountains. Definitely faster than riding a carriage with a concubine."

"Is it cold on the sky? And it's winter now. That's how you get wrecked."

That was the marina I'd tell you, but Ray shook his head to the side of it.

"There's no problem over there. This dragon robe has the ability to keep the temperature constant, and I'm not vulnerable to the cold."

In the first place, it's a body created by the Zeppaels. And with a dragon robe, it's not a hard story to spend normally even in the middle of winter snow mountains.

Griffon's ceto is not as vulnerable as what happens with that degree of cold, nor was there a problem in terms of cold.

"So what's the problem?

"First and foremost, am I the city called Graciar? No, a city if it's the home of the Duke of Quent? I wonder if you can trust me if I go there anyway. It's just me and Seto, so they'll definitely suspect me."

"That would be fine if the concubine wrote a letter. The only adventurer with Griffon in the first place is Ray, so it's hard to imitate that he's going to be replaced by Ray."

"... Regardless of whether the gatekeeper can understand Marka's handwriting or something, that seems to work. Another question is if I can make it to where I'm going for the first time. That's what if, like I said, it's going to take off the street and take a shortcut..."

Clouding the words.

With the kind of maps, traveling through the streets is not a difficult story.

But where there are no streets or anything... when you go through places like mountains for example, you really need something like a land survey.

If this is other than winter, it's not hard to ask people like hunters and adventurers who are out of the city or village.

But it is winter with hatred, and few of them go out.

Ray had to lean his neck if asked if he could reach his destination safely in that.

Especially in Ray's case, he often makes unintended stops with bandit exorcisms.

If you ask me if I can get to a city I've never been to without a map...

"Maybe you can't. If it's a map, we can fly along the streets on Ceto, except for the story."

"There is."

To Ray's words, Marca tells him so lightly.

"There is?

A map is a very rare substitute, and that is what is close to confidentiality.

That's why I can't help but suspect Ray of Marka's words.

"Mm-hmm. Ray was supposed to be ahead of us with Seto if that was possible. I thought I'd need a map more than that. It was brought to you by your father!

That would be awesome! and Marca straining her chest again.

"I mean, does that mean the Duke of Quent is aware of it? Get me a map of the Duke of Quent's territory and its surroundings?

"Mm-hmm. That doesn't mean Father's looking at this case seriously. It just means, of course, that if you steal this map, show it to someone, let alone sell it, you'll do the right thing....... Koan"

"Yes."

To Marka's words, Koan takes a folded map out of his nostalgia.

But that hasn't been given to Ray yet.

"This map will be given to you after Mr. Ray has received a proper request. You'll be fine first, but please note that if Ray abuses this, the lady will be put in a very painful position"

"I guess..."

Marina nods at Koan's words.

A detailed map of your territory weighs that much.

I don't know that... but lend it to someone related to my clan or nothing.

If that map were abused, it was only natural for Marina that the Duke of Quent would take a resolute attitude towards Ray.

That's what you can do to stir up the army, knowing you won't win if you fight straight from the front.

Be so prepared to keep the map with Ray.

There's not so much trust in Ray, there's more trust in Marka's eyes.

"So now there's nothing wrong with that? Is it okay if Ray takes the concubine's request?

"If Ray says that's okay, as far as I'm concerned, I have no complaints. What do you say?"

"No problem. The rewards are fascinating."

"... Reward? I don't think Ray's in trouble with the money, and then..."

I guess I thought for a few seconds about the word reward out of Ray's mouth and immediately remembered Ray's hobby.

Because even when I asked Ray for an impossible request, I used that method.

"Reward a magic item?

"Hmm? It's a shame, but it's off. The correct answer is flame ore."

"Flame ore?... Oh, I see."

Ray was to get the alias Deep Red, that's why.

A tornado of flames, also the hand of Ray.

The marina can quickly understand what happens if you use flame ore for that flaming tornado.

(You're not vicious enough)

It was a marina that made me a little worried, but still formatted as a nomination request, convinced by the fact that Ray receiving the request was convinced.

"So, Ray's good, right?

"Oh. It'll be over by spring, won't it?

Marka nods back to Ray, who turns his gaze with the meaning of confirmation.

"Hmm. That's not a problem. Father can't take the time either.... Then Lord, you are strangely bound to spring. You got something for me?

"Oh. I have a lot of errands to run in the spring."

Past Ray's brain were Elaine, who would come to see him to lift the 'Seed of the Commandments', and Vihera, who would come from Egzil.