Magic Gems Gourmet

Lie. - That word leaked out of Majorica's mouth the next moment.

The light emitted by the girl blends into the adventurer's body. Instead of blocking the wound, Ain and Marco also doubted their own eyes at the way shredded meat and organs regenerated.

The others, who both breathed and watched, breathed.

"It's not human work, you know."

Majorica opens her eyes and says:

Words don't end with that.

"God's business."

The girl is quick to show the persuasion of everyone who hears the voice.

Eventually the light subsides and at the same time, the girl says "oops" and corrects her posture. He exuded the cramps he had held by keeping his body low before, breathing once and for all.

"Bring the money to me by evening."

"Ah, ah! But is he okay now?!?

"If you look like you're all sleeping and you're dead, now you need to heal your head."

The laying adventurer looks like a lazy sleep-grubbing lazy.

The more Ibiki is likely to be heard soon, the clearer his sleeping appearance is.

The girl laughed all the time and walked out to the exit just like she did when she came. Carry the bread into your mouth, which has been seemingly shabby, and nod satisfied with the sweetness of the jam.

"Where were you born, my lady?

Majorica asked in error.

"Me? I'd have been born in a village northeast of Clifoto, but that's it? Or isn't it rude to suddenly ask where you're from?

"... right. I apologize."

Then the girl loses interest and just leaves the guild.

Without a glance at Ain or Marco, he leaked his elbow and went.

"Sometimes it's the world of adventurers who show up with people like that."

"I know what Mr. Majorica's going to say, but it feels like it nonetheless."

"Oh yeah? Even Ceres was an adventurer at first. He served the royal family after that."

"Oh, I suddenly feel normal"

"Well, this country (Ishtarika) is interesting because of this."

Marco talks to Ain, who does snort.

"Why don't you ask me if I can serve the royal family?"

"No, I don't think so."

Ain answered with certainty.

Why did you think that, the reason lies in earlier interactions.

"You can make all that money on your own right away, so I don't think you're willing to serve the royal family"

"Afraid that's not the only reason to serve the royal family?

"If that's all. But if you're gonna say that, why haven't you ever been in the sun when you have enough power to serve the royal family? Not if you have a special reason, like Barra and May, but I think the kid just now obviously had the power to think for himself."

"So I'm not willing to serve someone...... is that what you mean"

"Maybe, though."

Marco conceives, convinced, before Ain't no choice. Then you scratch a well-groomed gray beard and say it without giving up.

"I'll talk to you later to see if I can help you just this time."

He never doubts Ein's strength, but he has never done it even though he still has a therapeutic magic user. Speaking of which, if you could just take Bhara with you - there were times when I said - Ain't a rhetoric about this. Naturally, the King's Capital has Silvado.

Whatever it is, and.

Ain accompanied the two of them and walked on an earlier exciting, cooling guild.

Taking a leg in front of the receptionist, she notices Ain and rushes to correct her residence.

"I need to ask you a few questions."

That's what I ask you about the material carried from the Divine Hidden Dungeon.

"Were there any special demons or anything?

"It is our guild's view that all the demons that appear in the divine hidden dungeons are special demons. Perhaps His Royal Highness would like to hear about a demon worthy of a name."

"Yeah, I don't know"

"- I don't know if I'll live up to your expectations, but this morning, there's a demon hunted by a named party"

Then she directed Ain and the three others to her wife.

When I followed and walked out.

"I'll show you."

I led the three of them.

Going through the intriguingly eyed adventurers, there is a door that leads to an adjacent location. It was the smell of blood and meat that greeted Ain.

Huge wooden desks line the walls with shelves lined with several blades and bottles of medicine.

The size of this place is large enough that a small party is likely to be held.

Guild demolition site.

Ain imagined the same thing, but he nodded honestly at Majorica's words.

There are inhumans here, including Dwarves, who are all involved in the dismantling of the materials that have been brought in.

There was a lot of material lined up at every desk...

Only one, there was a desk with a crust I had never seen.

"It's a material I've never seen. Perhaps Sylvia will say the same."

"I've never seen it before."

Ein nodded listening to the two voices.

Without distracting yourself from the crust, imagine what the whole picture was like in your lifetime.

Follow behind the receptionist and eventually stop in front of the desk.

"As you were told, sir."

That's what she said, she took the leather envelope that was on her desk.

When I take out a piece of paper that was contained inside, I give it to Ain and mouth it.

"It is a demonic figure painting created by the Alliance, the source of the party's cooperation. At least in the information that our guild has, we have not confirmed the existence of the same demon."

"- Heh."

The appearance of the demon in Ain's eyes is heterogeneous and disastrous.

Ten times the height of an ordinary person and a little. The upper body, which reminds me of a kamakiri, and the lower body, which closely resembles a hundred feet, are twirling like a serpent. All have a body covered in steel crusts, not to mention stubbornness.

It is imperative to spread the scourge cheaply by simply moving your body.

"How many adventurers have crusaded?

"Five. We've just heard that we've spent more than a decade preparing all of our magic props."

When I heard that, Ain saw Majorica.

"It's about me and Kaisel using some sort of magic prop. What you've been collecting for over a decade is valuable."

"As Majorica said."

"Oh, you knew me."

"Of course. Did you think our guild staff didn't know about the Vajra?

"Mr. Majorica, what's that Vajra?"

"I'm so young. I hope you didn't ask."

…………

Silent Ain, but I can imagine some. Because the weapon Majorica uses is Merikensack. That said, I don't know what kind of battle past Majorica was using it to oligarchy.

"Anyway, you mean someone who just runs out of all that gear in one fight. Most of all..."

With a chilling eye on Ain, Majolica followed with a gaze with Marco.

"If that's all, don't you think Your Highness will fight and struggle?"

"For once, I can only get in where adventurers can go."

"Your Highness and your Majesty will be in front of the building anyway."

"With all due respect, Lord Majorica, Your Majesty probably meant it."

"But I mean do it well. For the most part, if His Majesty was serious about stopping him, His Highness wouldn't have made it here. Even in Ceres, you forgive me for what I did."

Though there was certainly such a side to Silverado.

(Promises have to be kept)

Ein was calm without ever prioritizing his greed.

But sorting out the status quo is a situation where you are closer to the Dragon Man than anyone else and you can listen to her.

Though I had the idea that any of them would somehow persuade Silvard or if there was no other purpose.

Now for one thing, it would be fine to take a trip inside the Divine Hidden Dungeon.

"Why don't you go tomorrow?"

"To the point where the adventurer could have gone?

"Sort of. I'd like to hear about the internal construction and all that."

"Materials are available. We've paid for it."

When? I thought so, but it's probably Silvard.

It's natural even if he already has his hands on it, because it's a situation where he can throw in state and private spending already.

Then Ain received a thick envelope from the receptionist.

Ain held it aside and looked at the entrance and exit that it was time to return to the ship.

"Excuse me."

Marco accidentally opened his mouth and spoke to the receptionist.

"What is the name of this demon?

"No. It's just that it was a named existence, and it's not named. …… but there is a hypothetical name used between the Alliance and the Adventurer for the demons that appear in the hidden dungeons of God"

When the three of them turned to the receptionist.

"We call it The Demon of the New World."

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Return to the ship and read the materials for a while.

When a pitch-black book descended outside the window, Ain took a breath when he realized he was immersed besides his thoughts.

Placing the material on the table in front of the sofa leaves the momentum lying on the sofa.

"Maybe the New World is a good idea and strange."

In addition to the purpose of the Dragon Man, I recall the term her birthplace.

Fluffy...... and leaking his elbow in a tired way, he fished his nostrils in all likelihood.

In this way it is one book that I have taken in my hand. This is an example book Katima gave me, asking me to write whatever I want.

Ain takes the pen out of his chest and writes it down in the book.

I wrote down what happened today, and what surprised me, as I liked.

"Come on, we have to decide on the title of the book, too"

I can't afford that right now, but it's a book I'm still going to write anyway. You can take your time.

By the way, I'm hungry.

As far as the outside was concerned, he seemed to have been reading and fishing the material for almost half a day, and the belly of Prince Wang made a gruesome noise.

At a young age, the power would have stormed out and sucked the demon stones around us.

At the time, I had accidentally twisted myself to the scent of tickling my nostrils.

Sooo.

Ain's nose trembled as it looked back in time.

"It's a sandwich!

Unexpectedly, covetousness floats in the fragrance that reaches from outside the door.

Tons, tons.

Soon I answered the knocked sound in the guise of "go ahead," calmly, and it was Krone who showed up.

"I thought it was time."

"Thanks. I think it was the best time"

"Pfft... right?

As she lined up her tea and snacks with familiar hands, she lowered her hips in front of Ain.

Ain then starts the meal with a mouthful of "I'll have it". As the belly fills, the body is relieved and soothed by the scent of tea.

Krone, who was looking at Ain, narrows her eyes happily.

"Delicious?"

"Mmm, amazing delicious. Tomorrow will be the same."

"Well, I made it."

"... Tomorrow, please"

I thought it was from the cook I brought in, but she wouldn't be uncomfortable if she told me that Krone made it.

When he heard about it, Ain continued to eat happily ever after.

"Can I stay here today?

"Mmm, fine."

Ain't you crazy about eating, Ain't answered instantly.

Then Krone, pranking about this situation, thinks.

I was wondering how far you would give me an immediate answer.

"I'd like to take a bath."

"Fine."

"I'm scared of baths I've never used, so will you come in with me?

What are you afraid of? Krone suppressed her desire to scratch herself into words that didn't make sense.

But worth suppressing.

"Fine."

Ain replied lightly.

This makes him look like an idiot.

Krone, who looked happy, laughs joyfully and waits for his meal to end. I couldn't wait to see Ain't lit up by rolling it all up at once when it was over.

Then not long enough, Ein says, drinking up tea satisfactorily.

"Thank you very much."

Here for a bath - - Krone was going to say.

Because I had a post-meal break and I wanted to sweeten him with these exchanges.

But the situation changes.

"After a short break."

Krone blacks and whites his eyes at Ain's words.

"After the break... what could it be?

"No, no, Krone invited you yourself. Take a bath."

"- Yeah, yeah... I invited him... but"

"I was focused on the rice, and you thought I'd say," Fine, "without thinking."

Standing Ain sits down next to Krone.

I reached out to her head, where I was poked in the void, and slipped my hand into my palpable hair.

"I was thinking about it."

Conversely, Ain't invincibly laughing if he doesn't enjoy Krone's reaction.

Distance and expression. While there was a little remorse for what had been done, I desperately endured that I was about to wander into his hand, the one with the head.

The opposite is distracted by pressing his face against his chest at the end of the day, which has become illuminating.

"Uh... uh... in the meantime, are you staying?

To a gentle voice with a bitter smile that reaches right from above your head.

"……… do"

A little dissatisfied, but he nodded back more happily.