Then some time passes, and the acceptance of all those who wish to do so is over. With his hands free, Milan rushed over to the Ataru.
"Mr. Atal! Mr. Caro! Please wake up! We're all leaving!
She was in a hurry because the other adventurers were leaving by the request. He is shaking the body of the atar with a strength of 10%.
"... um, that? Didn't I tell you they were all leaving at the same time or something?
Ataru, awake relaxed and stretched, looks around and wonders that there are no adventurers in line.
"Oh, that's... excuse me!
Miran bowed his head in momentum after a mouthful that seemed hard to say. Atal is tilting his neck at the sudden apology.
"Wow... good morning, Dear Atal"
Caro also seemed to wake up as he rubbed his eyes, letting his drooping ears flutter and slowly stand.
"Oh, Caro, good morning.... So what's this all about?
Atal, who gently stroked Caro's head, asks Milan questions without an angry wind.
"Um, well, I can't stop the other adventurers from leaving with all my hands to take our request... I'm so sorry!
Milan bowed her head again as she suppressed her desire to cry a little because of her apologies.
"Uh, I see. Well, that's fine."
But Atal didn't seem to care.
Milan's mother, who was watching that interaction away, approaches.
"Despite stabbing nails at you guys not to leave, it is this fallacy that other adventurers have let you leave freely. I couldn't help it."
Earlier tough attitude went completely somewhere, and she slowly bowed her head with words of apology. We still didn't seem to think much about the Ataru's, but our mistakes had just the metric to admit it firmly.
"No, you don't have to worry about it. We slept at our discretion. If I'd been awake, I'd have noticed it and protested or stopped it."
Atal says it's our own fault we didn't do it and shakes our heads like we don't need to apologize.
"No, but..."
Not convinced, Milan's mother nevertheless tried to eat down, but Atal stopped the words with her hands.
"Besides, it's not like we're depressed. Your downfall is that you let them leave freely."
"It's..."
What's the difference? Milan and his mother look at each other without knowing what the word Atal said meant.
"The difficulty of this request is high. So much for the reward. But the heads of the ones who left are full of the amount of reward, and the difficulty and danger are out of their minds. I mean..."
"It's dangerous."
It was Caro who followed Atal's words. She had a good understanding of what Atal was trying to say.
"Exactly. If we went solidified in a group, there was a chance that we could deal with it, even if something happened. But if you went to pieces, you could waste your life"
Atal was worried about the adventurers who would have gone earlier.
Milan and the others who heard about it were finally realizing that they were completely shaking their faces blue.
What Atal is saying is easy to imagine from previous information. To the cheap thoughts of the adventurers who had left ignoring it, they were dropping their shoulders on their shallowness, who had allowed it to fail, and who had not noticed it.
"Well, I can't help worrying about what's past. Pray we survive a little until we get there. Caro, Bal, Ifria, we're leaving too!
Waving a glimpse at Milan and the others, Atal stands up when he speaks to the three of them.
"I understand!
"Ooh!
"Uhm, let's see what we can do!
The three respond to the voice and leave the guild. The Milans could only drop it off blankly.
"Mr. Atal, Mr. Caro......"
With a complex look on his face, Milan squeaks their names pompously, without taking his eyes off the back of the line.
"Who the hell are those people...?
Milan's mother with a puzzling look on her face.
That's how they both stared at the door where they had always left for a while.
"Well, let's just leave. I hope some of the first ones have enough arm to accomplish this request."
On the road, Atal was not committed to accomplishing this request himself. I just decided to take the request freshly on the face of Milan, who gave me information about Balkias and Ifria, and I wasn't so interested in the reward, and I thought that would be fine if Milan helped whoever eventually accomplished the request.
"From what I've seen, I wonder if anyone has any strength close to Master Atal."
Balkias was not asleep while the Ataru slept, and he was eager to see how the adventurers were all along. There seemed to be no suitable adventurer for his glasses among them.
"I see, then maybe we should hurry up a little."
Believing Balkias' speculation, Atar decided to hasten the horse because the annihilation of the earlier ones had caught his head.
"It would be dangerous if it had been wiped out..."
Caro's dangers with his hands on his mouth meant this city. Because many adventurers are named this time and have rank designations, adventurers with considerable arms are accepting requests.
"Oh, if you're bad, you could be involved in the survival of this city."
The presence of the Adventurer Guild is significant in this world, and adventurers were united to defend the city in a massively requested city defense battle in which the Atals had previously participated.
If this request makes an armed adventurer disappear all at once, then the same thing happens in this city, I can't deal with it. I was in such danger.
From then on, there was no more conversation, and the Athals were even moving towards their destination. As we approach there, the ambient air becomes heavier. That wasn't a mental issue for the Athals, they actually felt the weight as if the air had mass.
"This is..."
Where the valley was at present, Atar, with a slight eye opening, shrugged.
The other three were staring ahead and breathing in relief. Caro, Balkias and Ifria seemed to feel the same thing.