Next day at Adventurers Guild
"I'm Atar and Caro, the adventurer who came to take the request..."
Atar speaks to another receptionist in a slightly stiff tone because Milan, who was thought to be there, was not at the receptionist.
"Yes! You're Mr. Atal, I'm listening to you. When you arrive, you'll have to go to the Guildmaster Room."
The receptionist, who has already been instructed, puts the Atals inside the counter and leads them straight to the Guildmaster's room.
"... go"
He was a Atal who was feeling a little anxious that he was being called into the Guildmaster's room, but he couldn't even be stopping, so he calls everyone up the stairs.
Milan was grinning at Brenda as she was passed through the room, and Brenda glanced at the attals with a glimpse of it.
"Welcome, Mr. Atal, Mr. Caro. This time it seemed helpful to get a request."
Atal, who heard that, saw Milan as chilli. Taking his gaze, Milan slowly waves his head to the side and nods. Atal had seen it and grasped the situation.
"Oh, just this once. I know you do, but we're not in trouble for money, so we don't have to do this."
Atal is going to stay ahead of the line because it seems Atal didn't listen to Milan at all last night.
"Oh, that's..."
Trouble. Yes, Brenda wanted to say, but even if she belonged to the guild, the adventurer was free in the first place and not connected, so she was told to say so.
"If the next time you want to make a new request, prepare a reward for it. I decided to take Milan's face this time... but not next"
Brenda was no longer able to say two words to the clairvoyant. I guess she herself knows she can't do it this time.
"Mr. Atal, I'll give you a sealed ball. Best regards,"
Leaving her shocked mother alone, Milan gives a compliment when she hands the sealed ball to Atal.
"Oh, leave it to me. I wasn't listening properly because it was late yesterday, but who are we supposed to give this to?
Upon Atal's question, Milan took out a single letter.
"Yesterday I also told him lightly that there is a city going north from here. It's the city of Plata, but there's a former S-rank adventurer in the church there named Gigaia, and I think if you give her this letter and give her the name of my mother... Brenda, we'll move on."
"Gigaia, that sounds like a strong name... ok for now. How far away is the city?
Because I am not familiar with the geography of this world, I now turn my questions into Milan about the city of Plata.
"Eh, if things go well in the carriage, they'll probably get there in about five days. It's the main road, so I don't think you'll get lost."
Atal was listening to Milan as he bagged the sealed ball and the letter.
"I see, then do you want to head over quickly? By the way, what am I supposed to do with this request completion report?
"Oh, you did. Now let's accept the request below. Please ask Gigaia to sign the receipt when she receives the item. Take it to the city of Prata, or here, and you'll have it reported to one of the Adventurers' guilds."
As we went downstairs, Ataru left the room as we had this interaction.
As I go down to the ground floor and go through the process, Brenda comes down with a hasty, fast leg.
"Please say hello to Gigaia. And I hope you'll hand it in directly."
That's what Brenda said without seeing how she dragged the interaction up there, but inside, she was cold sweating to see if she should review the reward.
Copy that, Milan. I'll be there.
"I'm coming, Mr. Millan."
Atal and Caro greeted Milan for an exit, and Balkias and Ifria, who could not speak out, also nodded and showed against Milan.
"Yes, take care!
Milan dropping off a line with a smile until dazzling, and Brenda who wasn't even glanced at. For the Atals, it was obvious which way they weighed in. Although acting Alliance Master, I had a very bad impression when I first met him. I guess it's because the Ataru didn't have a good impression after that.
"Gu...... Yikes, go"
I realized that I had a lot to think of, and Brenda also managed to say the word of drop-off, but the Ataru had left the Adventurer's Guild behind without looking back.
Ataru, who boarded the table of your servants, turns around and speaks to everyone.
"Well, shall we leave soon? Enough to bother asking us. Maybe you should have thought there was something there."
"Is it a demon or a bandit?
Caro, with a decent look at Atal's words, listened back.
"That's one thing. Well, that should be easy to understand, but you'd be easier to deal with if you thought something else was going to happen."
I avoided the clear statement about what was going on, but Atal had a bad feeling about something.
"I get it! Mr. Bal, Mr. Ifria, let me know as soon as something happens to both of you!
"Copy that!
Balkias replies to Caro's instructions with the same momentum as if it were a salute.
"Hmm, let's just say I look at it differently than everyone else."
Ifria nodded slowly and replied in a calm tone. Consider that it is better to leave the perception of signs and visual vigilance to Caro and Balkias, who themselves decide to exercise vigilance against magical signs.
"You're all reliable. This is gonna be okay if I'm distracted."
Atal smiled and said so to the reluctant words of his companions who could forgive his heart, holding the reins and telling the horse the signal of departure.