Guildmaster Milan's House
"... excuse me, from the beginning, could you explain it slowly?
Ask Ataru again to explain to the Ataru, whose cheeks were cramped with tingling. The Ataru had come straight to Milan's house from the foot.
"Ok...... first we headed to the mountains, tons of demons attacked us on the road. It seems like a true story that demons are gathering."
Atar begins the conversation with the flow from reaching the mountain to reaching the top.
"But, well, we didn't have enough to struggle with, so we took Bal's practice and went smoothly. Thanks to you, our collaboration has improved a lot."
Balkias was happily waving his tail at Atal's words, and Caro was smiling.
"And I met this guy when I got to the top."
"Um, you mean me."
Ifria also stepped down on Atal's shoulder in an upbeat mood to be followed. I know it makes it full of majesty, but it's mini-sized but thus cute wins.
"Oh, you say that's a greater flame drake, the Great Spirit?
The sole on Atal's shoulder looked like a little dragon to Milan. A child dragon was not uncommon, but it did not appear to be anything more than a great spirit.
"Exactly. I can't exactly go back to the original size here...... iflia, can you make it a little bigger? It's about the size of a bal."
"Understood."
One nod and the body of Ifria emits light, changing its size to the same extent as Balkias. The way it grew as if we were going to fast forward was the very look of Flame Drake in Milan's memory.
"Shh, wow! Ho, you're really a flame drake!
Milan was surprised by the sight he saw for the first time and was delighted by the emotional interaction.
'Um, that's what you'd be saying. I'm Flame Drake, named Ivoria. "
Milan, who panicked after that introduction, also rises up and returns his introduction.
"Wow, my name is Milan. It was entrusted to the guild master of this city. I still have a tentative on the back...... thank you!
At the end of his nervous greeting, Milan sat back deep in the chair.
"And well, that's why... do you want to report it up there?
Atal asks Milan with a mean smile.
"Ha... you know what I mean, right? You can't report that. First of all, you can't believe it in the first. If Mr. Atal is an S-rank adventurer, and you're going to name him after my mother, you'll believe me... he's a B rank, and you don't like it."
Atar nodded deeply at Miran's enquiry.
"Absolutely. Milan's right, you're not ranked low enough to convince that, and if you do that, it doesn't make sense that you're bothering to come to Milan's house to report it, does it?
Now it was Milan's turn to snort. Correct your posture as you press up your glasses.
"Then we shall leave the two sighting reports as they are. Because they both became your two companions. No more sightings."
The forest is Fenrill, but the mountain is the demon that Flame Drake was witnessed, so this solved the problem.
"Well, can we please excuse ourselves for this? In return for the information you gave me, I didn't want to hide the backdrop of this incident."
Milan thinks a little about Atal's words about going home.
"I'm fine with this one. I'm just relieved that you didn't ask me to give you a reward for resolving the request. As you can see, my income is low."
Miran laughs bitterly as he clasps his shoulders.
"More than that, I'm expecting you two to be strong after this request, but I want you to take another one. This is not an individual Milan, but a master of the Adventurer Alliance."
of Milan, who switched to his face as Alliance Master. That officially means there will be a reward out of the Alliance.
"... what kind of request?
I can't have it done this far and ignore it, and Atal listens to Milan's request even as he feels like he's going to get caught up in trouble.
"Where I went a little south in front of the woods where I met Mr. Balkias, there is a valley... some flowers and herbs that only bloom there, plus demons that live there alone, so there are adventurers and others who go for gathering purposes"
Where Milan has spoken so far, Atal is meditating on his eyes and wrinkling between his brows.
"Oh, um, would you listen to me?
Since the face is difficult without a gavel from the claw, confused Milan confirms that it is a bad idea.
"Mm-hmm. I'm asking. The adventurers who went to that valley and those who went to collect them are missing, aren't they? So none of those sent from the Alliance to investigate will return as one. So those who head to the valley are constantly followed because they are banned from entering in anticipation of being dangerous, but still an attractive place. Something like that."
Surprised to be told all the parts he hadn't explained yet, he opened his eyes and Milan was stuck in words.
"Is that it? Different? I thought it would be around here somewhere..."
Hear Atal's words tilting his neck, take a breath once, and then Milan utters the words.
"Hey, how did you figure that out? Shh, it's all hit..."
"No, why, it's pretty much like that, isn't it? First of all, explain the location, and if it's a request that comes after knowing our power, that's how difficult it must be. The missing person's crap sounded nasty... but it doesn't look like it's coming off."
Atal tells Milan what he thinks as he shrugs his shoulders.
"Yes, you're right... it's just useless to be surprised at what you've figured out already... so can you take that request?
When Milan realized that common sense wouldn't work when he dealt with Atal, he gave up thinking about things and went back to business.
"You can take it"
"Is it true!
Upon hearing Atal's reply, Milan unwittingly rises to momentum. Atal, however, urges him to sit down with his hands forward.
"However, there are a few conditions. If only Milan would give me that."
Atal tells Milan with a serious look to change the atmosphere.
"... what are the conditions?
Milan, who swallowed the rice noodles, listens to the conditions under which the clams are served with a strange face.