"Yes, no, these guys are doing something..."
The man suddenly gets a grumpy attitude before Bertram, the gaze and guild master gathering from around him.
That Atal should have been trading something back with the Alliance Master - that's what the man wanted to say, but he can't even say that to the person of the day, and he's mouthwatering.
"He doesn't care that me and Caro were called to your room earlier. I thought you made some kind of back deal."
"Oh, hey!
Atal speaks straight of what is said because he is not doing anything wrong. You never thought to speak honestly, the man raised his voice to blame in a hurry.
"I see... I can't help but think of that. The truth is, I didn't mean to represent it... but I can't help explaining it. - Their rank is below B, and probably many of the adventurers here are ranked above them."
Listening to Bertram's story so far, A-rank adventurers nod.
To be an A-rank adventurer, you need to have a good track record.
For example, hundreds of difficult requests are made.
Or defeat a powerful demon - one or more dragon-like demons to fight this time.
Discover and attack new dungeons.
Or, if specifically recognized by the Alliance Master or the Royal Family.
Of course, this result alone does not necessarily result in A-rank certification.
Apply to be A-ranked and become A-ranked if the Adventurer Alliance HQ recognizes it.
The selection criteria were quite stringent, as they were often requested by nobles and royalty.
"I feared that their rank below B would be an obstacle in participating in this battle. I am well aware of your strength, which is the A-rank, but some of the lower-ranked ones are strong enough not to be trapped in the rank. I can't afford this fight as much as I can rub it inside. That's where I talked to him directly."
Having learned that everyone who knows the existence of a dragon has various thoughts about this battle, Bertram says so with a serious look.
"... I can't answer that question."
The man who put a toy on Atal was rank B, but the master he was taught the sword was an A-rank adventurer, and the master's rivals are in this place as well.
That's why you don't seem convinced by Bertram's words.
"Hmm, Atal, Mr. Caro, I'd like you to prove your power if you like... what do you think?
Atal shrugs his shoulders to Bertram's words, which make him look troubled. Caro, next to him, waited for Atal's words either because he was letting himself be judged or with a soft expression. Balkias sits at Caro's feet.
"There you are... you called us to your room, including this."
Ataru blurs with a small voice as he turns a slight eye toward Bertram.
But Bertram just grinned and grinned deeply.
"I say no. It doesn't matter if I show strength or not, it doesn't change what we're going to fight about, does it? Then it would be a broken bone to bother with that."
Attal's response, which made him a little uncomfortable with what he did, seems to be what Bertram expected, narrowing his eyes and hoisting the right corner of his mouth.
"Hmm, I see. Well, then I'd like to ask you, Atal, if you and Mr. Caro can prove their power, are you convinced?
The word was addressed to the man, but at the same time to all the adventurers in the hall.
It takes a lot of work to convince each and every one of them, so I was trying to explain it to everyone by giving every man a do-over.
"Uh... oh, well, if you find that stronger than A-rank adventurers, well, hey?
While suddenly surprised to be told the story, the man asks his people to agree, and his people snort as well.
"Atal, if you show strength, I'll increase your reward. If you're just going to do something to convince everyone here, that's about natural. Hey, guys!
Loudly, Bertram asks for the consent of the adventurers. Being an Alliance Master, he seemed to have the charisma to draw around, and the adventurers who saw it as something were deliberate in his words.
"Well..."
"... if you're really that strong"
"You don't seem to have that power."
The other adventurers are not so concerned about the project in the first place, so they decide to leave it to the flow. If Bertram, the guild master, wants to do that, that's fine.
- You're hit. I have to show you the power.
"Hey, that's Mr. Guildmaster."
Both Atal and Caro understand Bertram's prospects, so they are smiling face to face. Because when we got here, we had an atmosphere where we had to show strength.
"... so how do I prove my power?
Bertram laughs at Atal's words, which seem slightly less cumbersome when he gets caught up in trouble.
"If you show strength, it's still best to actually fight. Let's actually show our strength at the training center behind us. Yes. - Anybody want to fight you, Atal?
Bertram asks to recruit the fierce, once again the inside of the hall is bothered.
"It doesn't look like he's here - then I'll have you guys do it the first time I mention it. I think you all had a B rank, but as a party, they say it's A-rank equivalent. It's appropriate to see their power in B-rank."
"Oh, oh, okay..."
There was no way he could say no in this situation, and the man was to accept Bertram's suggestion. Rather, he was the person who complained, so much so that he was even willing to snap Atal's nose.
Adventurers, including the men, move to the training center to confirm the power of Atal and Caro.
"... oh man, is it all on schedule"
"I'm glad you guys acted on that. And then let me show you my strength."
Seeing Ataru smile bitterly at his fed up appearance, Bertram himself wanted to identify the strength of the Ataru, so he was working to be this development.
"Well, okay. Let's do this so we can move freely."
The Atar who gave up was special in how he fought, so he thought he had no choice but to have it acknowledged.
"Hey, I'll try not to pull Lady Atal's leg too!
Caro had no reason to disagree with Atal's choice and was in a mood to show his power.
Late to the adventurers, Atar, Caro, and Balkias also travel to the training center.
"Wow, it's so spacious. Dear Atal!
Arrived there was a vast area as if it were a large park. Caro is shining his eyes at the sight he sees for the first time. Balkias also looked around with intrigue.
"There's someone I know who can use space magic, and that's why I asked him to build a wide training center. I'll get ready for you guys to wait here. [M] - Come on, guys, step back a little!
Bertram, who waved his arms wide to move and lowered the adventurers who came to see him a little, puts his hand on the ground as he moves to the area for mock warfare in the centre of the training station.
What he used was dirt magic.
Walls and columns are created as the ground bursts from the place where the hands are held.
It's got magic in it. That's not going to break with a little or a mild shock.
"Come on, now the stage is set. Atal, you guys start at the other end, you guys start at the other end. I'll do the referee. Come on, let's get both sides in position."
Encouraged by a smiling Bertram, Atal, Caro, and the B-rank men who have followed the obsession move.
"... Come on, I guess you're ready. So - Let the game begin!
After confirming the expressions of both sides, the match began, along with Bertram's prestigious ringtone.