Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"It's my fault, right?"

Vainamarinen School of Magic at Folio-Farina.

Shortly after "Moving Momentarily (Teleport)" to its entrance, the bumps and acorns snapped.

To that serious voice, an unexpected retrospective yuut. But I don't know anything about it.

"... all of a sudden, what the hell"

"A brave man took the form of being kicked out, to keep me away from danger, right?

Akane, who makes her childhood friend look up at her fiancée's face and says, stands up with a black peacoat and a skirt of checks. I don't mean to see nobles, so it's an easy-going outfit in a way.

"Ah."

That, and the colors of understanding dwell in the eyes of the Great Mage (Arch Mage). That also meant that I wouldn't have noticed if I hadn't been told.

"It's the right material around here. It's nothing to worry about."

"But I got separated from Val."

"No, because we're not even together all four or six times like that. I won't be gone that long."

Exquisite, scheduled for a few days.

I comfort you that you don't have to worry about it at all, but she stays nagging.

"In the first place, the bad ones are the beasts, not us. It's a mistake to feel guilty, right?

That was a yuut to say the least, but Acorn can't be broken that far. The usual pleasant girlfriend disappears and pushes silently in her worries.

"Uh, no more"

I have no choice. It's not like you don't care about people. I know it's insane, but it's so urgent, I just have to ask you to forgive me.

Look sideways at the guard guarding the College Gate. There was an excuse, but for what I was going to do, it was necessary.

Embrace the nagging acorn gently.

I guess that was just unexpected. She looks up and her fiancées gaze hits each other from the front.

"Because you can't fight, you can't interrupt Zhuyin or anything like that"

caressed her hair and gently urged her.

Perhaps Petra, who thought it was the same group, came to training and his inferiority was stimulated. There's no need for that anywhere.

"But you wanted to be on the field yourself because you're a brave man who wants to embrace you, right?

"That's how they thought I was..."

"You didn't realize?

My childhood friend in my arm says, surprised.

(... hard to deny when told from the front)

I do have a few thoughts, if you ask me.

Or so, I couldn't even affirm.

"Zhuyin's bodyguard is a splendid division of roles."

"You got away."

"By and large, Val will be obstinate when Zhu Yin can also fight now"

"... hehe. So is that."

Finally, Acorn brings back a smile.

The anxiety that was pushing him to death must have manifested itself alone.

It's a mistake I didn't realize, but I can also say that it helped me to say it before it swelled up a lot.

It may seem tedious...

(Nothing, I don't like it)

Trouble was, I was rather happy.

"Looks like you enjoyed yourself in front of the academy."

From Dean Mel, to the first voice he was called, Yut almost accidentally collapsed off his knees.

"I was going to take a big look because I'm newlywed..."

Together he appeared in the dean's office not another woman, Valtrude, who vowed eternal love at a grand ceremony in which he also attended.

Short gray-haired elder mage smiles mischievously. A grin filled with naivety, unlike the usual cheerful smile.

"Me and my teacher, women's relationships were all pale nights. I was wondering if this would be a celebration of the addition of a colored man to my gate?

"Can I deny both, it"

I don't remember being a gateway to Vainamarinen, let alone intend to be a colored man.

"The latter, I think, is undeniable."

"I didn't expect you to be betrayed by your body"

Akane, who was one step behind Yut, says with the same kind of smile as Mel.

Where did the anxious appearance go earlier? Women were enough to make them think they were strong.

"I mean, I didn't know Dean Mel was like that..."

"Whose apprentice do you think I am?

"Convinced."

All, bad vaina marinen.

I concluded so and got to the point.

"You wanted me to introduce you to someone familiar with agriculture."

Mel, who moved from the dean's office desk to the reception space, looks into the eyes of the two people sitting face-to-face.

"Yes, because a magician (wizard) would be better suited to include the treatment of the sacred soil I told you about."

"I was surprised when I heard the story. Marquis Istas is like a toy box."

Yut smiled vaguely and avoided responding.

The thought of being a toy to the gods wasn't because I turned my head. Never.

"There's no way we're going to put a public offering on things alone."

"I know what's going on, but as a matter of fact, as a magician's research subject, agriculture... would be better to take a wider range and be a plant, but it's pretty minor."

"… it is, I understand"

In this Brewers there are nature worshippers (Druids) and elves as plant experts. A magician, who is also an intellectual class, is not making a mess of the field, but it is not popular, as Mel put it.

"Therefore, the current situation is that there are no human beings in this college who can be introduced."

"Really..."

It was a yuut being entertained with a great mage, but it equals no connection to the magician world.

The master, Tertione, was banished from this school of magic, and Yut knows only Vainamarinen and Ren the magicians involved in him.

Even for the Great Sage, the status quo was the same as that of a deserter, and he had to rely on his direct disciple, Mel.

For that reason, if he tells me I can't do it, I lose my hitter.

"Don't get me wrong."

"Huh?"

"I'm not here, but you mean there are people I can introduce...?

It was unexpectedly the acorn that got to the right answer before Yut.

He looks good and tells his childhood friend who sits next to him.

"It's not an easy narrative trick"

"Do you need to see through tricks in everyday conversations or are they not difficult?

"That's unprepared and unprepared. At last, the person I recommend is a well-known person to you."

"Huh...?

The Yuts and someone Dean Mel knows in common.

Besides, he's a magician.

"No way, like Jii from Vainamarinen...?

Dangerous.

It's too dangerous.

If you give sacred soil to that great sage, you could make dangerous plant monster variety improvements such as soul-sucking trees (Assassin trees) and screaming mushrooms (Kramer fangas).

After perfectly fulfilling this request.

"Ha ha. Well, most of my teachers would have done the right thing."

Exactly. Without that, I laugh off that concern.

But it makes sense.

"There isn't. No, sir."

"Brave man, isn't that just rude?

"I'm not saying I like it either. I just don't want it to be a land of wanderings."

Seriously, if you say so, Acorn also has to nod.

Because I'm obviously too worried, but I can't even say I never will.

"Well, let's make the joke about that"

The gray-haired elder mage tightened her grandfatherly look teasing her grandson and handed her a single letter.

Needless to say, it's a letter of introduction.

"I want you to give it to Baron Anson."

"Baron Anson......?

"Should I say a gastronomic baron, is the street better?

"Oh, that guy!

The reaction was that acorns were faster.

She was the one who responded to that gastronomic baron and the Lord at the reception between Alsace and Eudit.

It would be difficult, on the contrary, to forget him for having eaten to numerous dishes and soy sauces.

"I see. Sure, there seems to be a passion for food..."

After that, there were a lot of things that just occurred to me, but it was the person I wanted to ask to study the preservative bottle, the Preservation Bottle.

Naturally, I also remember Yut.

I just never expected that name to come out of Mel.

"He was a listening student at this Vainamarinen School of Magic at one time. He's not a regular student or a magician, but he's a legendary man who dominated plant-related lectures and literature."

"It is...... Surprisingly or naturally..."

Either way, I'm having trouble reacting.

"It's just that you're the head of the family, although it's appropriate. I think it would mean someone in the vicinity, not in person."

"No, thank God it was a total blind spot"

Sure, it was a candidate I didn't even think about.

Acorn had a subtle look next door, but at this point, I decided not to see it.

Yut began to think about what was to come.

First, in the matter of Archeron, he discussed it with Captain Evan and Petra's father and Folio-Farina's hereditary senator, Pavel Chernov.

Then we move on to Sejour, the king's capital of the Rotosilt kingdom, and say no to King Alsace or the Chancellor before we go to Baron Anson's territory.

So we negotiate headhunting, and then we go back to Falve.

Of course, if there is a call under the spell of Message, you must return to your territory immediately.

Quite a hard schedule.

"I'm sorry. On the contrary, I'd like you to do me a favor."

"... what is it?

I was painting such a blue picture, and it draws me back to reality with Dean Mel's reluctant voice. I stopped running and listened frankly to a story that was completely unpredictable.

"Apart from that, I have a magician I want you to introduce. No, just hope in person."

"What does that mean?

"It's time for the person to come..."

Just then. As if I had measured the timing, the dean's office door was knocked.

(Even when I first met Petra, you looked like this)

I guess I can feel nostalgic even though it hasn't been that long yet, because my impressions are completely different with her first meeting and now.

"………… this"

The woman in the dean's secretary brought me in as a witch with a full body of blackheads. Hands holding the spell document that seem important are covered with black leather gloves and you can't even see your face because you're wearing a hood.

Looks like there's a black lump.

Intuitively I thought I was a witch because of my low height and the suspicion.

Your body lines are gray and your skin is invisible. From a fine voice, age and gender were difficult to discern.

"Um. Hello. Nice of you to come, Nice. This is the example of Yut Amaxa, the house of the Marquis of Istas, and his fiancée, Miss Akane Miki."

"That's what I meant by 'this' earlier...?

Akane remembers warfare.

Whether it is to say hello beyond your imagination or to Mel, who has a flat conversation?

That she didn't even know herself.

"She has a stunt. The fifth bookshelf from the back of the second floor of the library. What's the title of the book on the far right of that third step?

"... Oriental Drifting Photograph Version of Paul Azar"

A cracked voice, but a clearer answer than earlier.

Yut wonders if he can talk properly about the book. At the same time, I had the suspicion that he was simply too talkative to have a voice.

"Read me that 153 page from the beginning."

"'As already mentioned, Li Kutua consists of seven islands: Heavenly Hub, Heavenly Ki, Heavenly Sen, Heavenly Kwon, Jade Shock, Kaiyang, and Shaky Light. In the heavenly hub island we adrift was the tomb of an ancient great leader known as the Dragon Emperor. The clan that protects it...'"

Fine.

The black-crushed witch - apparently, she was a real woman - called Nice, who did the readings without catching a single sound, gets smaller on the couch.

I was also curious about the content of the book, but now, it's not the other way around.

"In this way, she can remember perfectly if she is related to the book. So I'm entrusting the secretary."

"Is that the one with the photo memory...?

"I've heard of it..."

That's what I said about the ability to remember things like saving footage.

Of course, in current interactions, the ability to do so has not been fully proven......

"That's why I introduced her to you, but I don't ask you if you want to work in the library of the gods of knowledge."

A black mass went up and down slightly.

Apparently, he was nodding.

"Oh......"

The vessel is splendid, but the book is still in storage.

It was not an urgent project, so I left it to Tertione and the others.

"May I ask why?

"I want to read"

"... what?

"A new book."

Yut and Akane look at each other and then shift their gaze to Dean Mel.

I was laughing.

With a smile similar to giving up, that there is no treatment.

In fact, communication skills are difficult, but abilities are broken. Definitely a good person as a clerk.

Losing it would be painful even for him.

But I can tell by just talking a little bit.

That this black-squeezed witch named Nice won't even move with her cunt until Yut nods.

"Not right now, but as soon as you're done taking over. Early in the day, I asked you to come here. In the meantime, decide what you need to do with your house, your salary, etc."

Black chunks moved up and down again, and negotiations for talent acquisition were concluded.