As soon as the Atals leave the Alliance, a new request is issued by Clive.

The content of the request is "Confirmation of forest safety and the presence or absence of dangerous organisms".

When this request was affixed, the guild turned around. The fact that a request for a forest survey has been made indicates that many adventurers have never returned and that a request that has not been resolved for a long time has been accomplished.

"Hey, do you have the one who accomplished that request?

Within a deliberately noisy guild, one of the adventurers catches one of the guild officials a little rambling and asks questions.

"It will be a request to confirm that. Adventurers are invited to accept this request, investigate the forest, and report the results."

That's all the answered, and the official went back inside the counter.

"Hey, hey, what do we do?

The adventurers who heard the official reply were discussing what to do. When one party began to move within it, it now moved on to a dispute over which party would receive it.

Not knowing that was happening, Ataru, who had recovered the carriage, had returned to the inn.

"Ko, this is..."

Atar, who stood in front of the inn, was surprised as if he had seen something incredible about the sight in front of him.

"Duh, what does that mean?

The same goes for Caro, who was next door, who was surprised to see the inn with him.

'You've got a lot of people lined up!

The facts Balkias had spoken told the story of it all. When the Ataru first stayed, the inn sign was covered with plants, and there were idle birds ringing inside, with very few people. But now a lot of people are turning to the inn so that they can suck it off without ignoring the inn.

"Let's go inside for a moment"

When you stop the carriage at the stop, the line goes inside the inn early enough.

"Oh, welcome home!

I noticed the two of them. The shopkeeper and the general waved loudly as they were waiting for the two of them.

"What's this all about?

"I took your two advice and discussed the problems with our inn again. So I came up with an improvement proposal and put it into practice. What a surprise, it's full!

The shopkeeper, smiling with a full face, happily reported to Atar. Next to the shopkeeper, the general is cheering on Nico.

"And it hasn't been that long since we went out, has it? What the hell happened in this short period of time..."

"Dear Atal, maybe this country doesn't have many inns?

Caro answers as he comes up with the puzzling Atal question.

In fact, there were few inns in this country, and most of the adventurers stayed at the Elves' house where they were at the party.

Due to two problems: the type of requests made in the Adventurer Guild, and the lack of this inn, parties where the elves are not in company will soon leave just by stopping by this country.

"I see, because besides the new tone of the sign and elves, it seems to have become easier to understand. This should get more guests."

The shopkeepers are somewhere proud of Atal's words, which nodded as loudly as they were convinced.

This time, the most altered part of the inn was the exterior.

Previously hidden by plants where signs grow. And the inn itself was a shopping mall because it didn't know it was an inn. It meant that this was all that worked by improving them and making them a little easier to understand from other sources.

"Still, you're so surprised... by the way, is our room okay?

Is it properly secured? It's good to be thriving, but I made that confirmation just in case.

"Of course! You two are the Lord of our salvation, so you feel like having a room ready for you for another half permanence!

"Yes, no, you don't have to do that..."

Pushed by the enthusiasm of her husband approaching the flavor, Atal makes her cheeks snap and feel a little pulled.

"My husband is right, because if it weren't for you two, we would have stayed in the inn not so far away"

But even more, the Ataru bows back to honor both of them so that the general can hold back her husband as well.

"Well, I haven't done enough to be told... okay. Our room hasn't changed, has it?

As it was, Atal, who thought they were just going to thank the two of us even, confirmed about the room in order to escape the scene.

"Yes, please use the same room. We don't have a deadline, so you can use it as much as you like!

While I was grateful to hear what my favored husband had to say, I also thought I might as well check it out before it was too far away.

"Thank you, I'll let you rest in your room."

Atal and Caro were dropped off by the smiling inn couple and climbed the stairs to their room. Along the way, there was something wrong with the other adventurers, but every adventurer had a good look and represented how the inn flourished.

Ataru and the others return to their rooms silently. Ataru exhaled loudly as he was exhausted with the sound of a closed door.

"... ha... I'm surprised you've changed a lot more than I thought"

"Ha, those two motivated expressions were amazing too... but good. As the general said, we would have definitely stopped the inn as it was."

Atal was surprised by the change in the inn, but Caro was pleased that the management of the inn was headed in a better direction than that surprise.

"If there's a problem, you've got a sudden increase in customers. Now that I'm happy with the increase in customers, the problem hasn't come up on the table. I don't think we can continue to serve this many satisfying customers, which has been the extent to which occasional visitors have come before."

Wouldn't that couple be better off someday? Atal was afraid of that. I don't want you to feel ill because the innkeepers are good people.

"I hope I can help you with something...... yes! The next time we went to the guild, it was three days later, right?

"Oh, yeah, I plan on doing that... no way"

Caro smiles and nods loudly as Atal looks at her anticipating the question ahead.

"Ha, I'm going to help you until then!

Caro's determination to make a fist and intent all the time seems stiff, so Atal was thinking of letting his neck be free of anything that swoops sideways.