When the two laughs subside, they open their mouths from the claws.
"Well, now that you've accomplished your request, you have to sign here."
Atar hands the receipt form that was given to Milan.
"Oh, you did. So... yes, can we do this?"
Gigaia takes the pen out of somewhere and even signs it.
"Oh, thank you. Now my job is done."
Atar, who received the form, confirms that it is signed and leaves the rest to him, tries to leave the church.
"A little more, could you wait?
It was Gigaia's words that sounded quiet. He rests his hand on the shoulder of the attal with his back turned.
"What?
Atal also thought about waving his hand away, but because he was strong, he looked back slowly as he was.
"You sealed this, didn't you? Then why don't you help me?
It was Gigaia smiling and saying, but it was releasing a powerful pressure and not an atmosphere that I could say no to very much.
"But I say no"
But besides, Atal didn't give in. Say it clearly and shake your neck to the side.
In the meantime, Caro, Balkias and Ifria were under complete barometric pressure, and the more distracted they were, the more they fell on their knees. Everyone has a hard look because they are desperate to endure it.
"Well, you do when you endure my intimidation. Sometimes Mr. Brenda just recommends it. Besides, this sealed sphere is not an easy thing to solve either. If so, it would be best to ask you guys to disarm it"
"But..."
"You can do it, right?
With a sloppy tone, the hand placed on the shoulder of the atar gradually plunges the finger into the shoulder. Atal felt the mistletoe and bones making an unpleasant noise.
"Wow, okay! Okay, so let go of me!
Gigaia releases herself much out of strength when Atal hastily answers that she has trouble getting her bones shattered no matter how much.
"It would help if you understood. That's quick..."
It was Gigaia trying to move on as if nothing had happened, but Atal blocks it and goes on with his words. Because I wasn't convinced that I could say anything here.
"Quickly, but let's determine the reward"
"Yes?"
Gigaia tilts her neck properly to Atal's words.
"I heard you were a former S-rank adventurer when I got the request. And I knew Brenda, Milan's mother, didn't think very well of us. I was also expecting something bad to happen to us when those two are linked."
The anticipation of the Ataru, which I would give one after the other, was mixed.
"But I don't make it any better. I know you're strong. Maybe he's stronger than us.... Oh, I guess so. But still, I'm not going to move as I'm told."
Intimidating his gaze and attitude, Atal declares so. Balkias to Caro, and Ivoria, are in a combat position at a distance so as to express their feelings of paying off with one arrow, even if they are unrivaled opponents.
"I see, you guys seem to have a strong heart... and I don't think very well of Brenda either. I partied with her for a while."
Having nodded several times and seen the Ataru, Gigaia takes the word of Ataru and speaks her thoughts.
"But it's no different that we need your help to do something about this sealed sphere. But is it a reward... it's natural for an adventurer to demand the price for a request..."
Gigaia arms up and thinks for a while.
"Yes, let me give you the items I used to use. I don't know what I'm talking about, but I think I was just an S-rank adventurer and I have some pretty good stuff."
Atal feels moved by Gigaia's words smiling like she came up with something.
"If it is, you can look at the reward first."
"Okay, I'll take the request if there's anything we like. If you can't find it, let me resign you."
He argues that Atal is only in a position to decide whether or not they will take the request.
"That's okay, then let's get on with it. The room in the back of the church is my room, and that's where it leads to the item warehouse."
Gigaia turns herself around and quickly turns to her room without looking distracted. The Ataru decided to follow Gigaia as they guarded their surroundings.
"This will be my room. It's a little messy, but don't worry about it."
Gigaia said with a bitter smile, but from the Ataru's point of view it was a clean, well-organized room.
"Come on, this way."
The guided destination was a warehouse, inside which was installed the magic props of the lights.
"Wow, that's amazing!
"This is spectacular..."
The two people who entered the warehouse were surprised by the amount of the item. The warehouse lit with slightly lighted demonic props was filled with so many types of items that I could see that it was a mountain of treasure even if I had seen it all the time.
"Wouldn't you also find something in this that you two would like? I'll be in the room, so if you have something to worry about, bring it with you."
Gigaia, who cheers loosely, leaves that to say and returns to her room, somehow starts her writing job.
"Caro, let's just split up and find something called this."
"Ha, ha. But... with all this, which one is better..."
It was Caro responding to Atal's words, but he was confused not knowing where to start and what to look for.
"Hmm, then Caro needs to look for some good looking weapon. Swords, knives, spears. Bring it to me and I'll take a look at it."
When you say that, Atal can put magic in his eyes. Though the lights are on, in the dim warehouse it was found that the eye of the atar emitted blue light.
"I see, so you see the power that an item has! Okay, I'll look in the back!
Caro, who figured out how to sort things out that Atal would do, went along intentionally to confirm the item from the back, as declared.
"Do I look for something that might be useful... Balkias, Ifria, let me know if you two have anything that might be interesting. But don't touch it, okay?
'Yes!'
"Shit, I got it!
The two accidentally stretched their spines and replied, as Atal narrowed his eyes with a limp glance.