Manowa

◎ Conrad's City Adventurers Guild Office

"The big prey is four corestones... and. That's about a hundred of them together."

In front of the wind sounds, the receptionist Plan-Pruitt had appraised the material they had brought in.

"I'm gonna make some real money. Hey. You guys."

"hahaha"

A bow flower that laughs back at the half-hearted voice of the plan. Even for Bowflower, who was helping the inn at Linly's, he said, "Is this good?" As much as I thought, wind noise and bow flowers were making money.

"That's 2220 kilogears combined with other materials and crusade rewards. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"You were 242 kiligias yesterday after all that hard work. Corestone hunting is the most efficient."

Happy Plan laughs at the words of the wind.

"It's usually a good idea if you can make 200 bucks a day. Even if you're hunting for Grey Golem, you can still pick up the prototype. The golem is hard and often crushes weapons, so it's a ton of shards."

"Oh, right"

The bowflower spear is also missing some blades. Even in the wind-sounding golem, the depletion of the sieve spear as a restraint was the concern of the bowflower.

"And this is advice, but don't tell the people in the tavern that you're making money like this."

"Uh, yes."

"We don't need our lives, either. It's all right, Mr. Plan."

In a warning that lurked the voice of the plan, Bowflower said, "Why not?," he nodded tilting his neck, but the wind sounds were agreed upon after understanding everything.

"Then let's go have dinner, Bowflower."

"Oh, yeah. That wind noise."

When I got out of the guild's office, bowflowers looked difficult and visited the wind sound.

"What were you talking about earlier, wasting your life or something?

That's what they said. After the wind sounds decent, after the umm.

"How about eating dinner?"

I said.

◎ Sandna Cafeteria

"It's just a matter of my skill to be able to bring the Corestones as they are."

Clam spaghetti at the Sandona dining room for lunch today's wind sounds. The wind sounds guzzled as to why the shellfish was not removed and the answer to the question as much as to the bow flower.

"Problems do seem cheating to me that I can't get my hands on anything but wind noises,"

"Yeah. That's the thing. If you think you're cheating, you want to do it yourself, and if you have the means to make money, it's human to get that means. I'm the means in this case, and I'm the bowflower."

"Me too?

Bowflower asks back unexpectedly.

"If you take Bowflower hostage, you listen to what I say... maybe?

"But if you do that, it's a crime."

"That's right. But we're adventurers."

The wind noise points the fork in the hand at the bowflower.

"Nobody can say a crime or anything when two new adventurers are found eaten by Raider Dogs after dozens of Corestones have flown into the market."

"Ugh, um"

"It's a matter of possibility, though. It's not like I suspect only Gilmen. I don't know where or who eats into a money-making story. There are slave traders and unders in this city. You shouldn't risk it if you can. That's what Mr. Plan worries me about."

That's how the wind sounds carry cheats and pasta into your mouth.

"Life is so light."

"That's the world, isn't it? I won't."

"It's a different story, by the way."

After eating the spaghetti, the wind sounded open his mouth.

"I'm going to take a day off from work today and tomorrow."

"Oh, yeah."

"I'm going to go learn some witchcraft today, what about bowflowers?

"Sorcery? What do you mean, do I remember too?

"Hmm. It's convenient, but if you're going to specialize in warriors, you better not remember. When you learn magic, there's a negative correction."

"Seriously?

I've never heard of Bowflower before in that story.

"Seriously. I don't know if this world is the same."

"It is."

"So, I'm simply talking about going to see it with you."

"Um, sorry. I promised my parents I'd have it auditioned today."

"Oh well. Then I'll go alone. I'll be back at the inn in the evening or so."

"Copy that. Be careful."

Magic.

The power to consume magic and represent miracles. There are eight basic systems based on eight factors, each with an even more branched system.

Wind sounds were heard that the Institute of Magic in this city of Conrad specializes in fire factors and life factors. It's a typical flame attack and recovery system.

◎ Conrad Institute of Magic Instruction

"Hello."

Open the entrance to the Institute of Magic and the wind sounds go inside.

(Same outfit. Thousands of years ago)

When the wind sounds think it's a historic building, my aunt shows her face from behind the reception.

"Oh, my God, you're such a small customer."

(Treat me like a child again... Mmm)

Every time.

"Welcome to the Conrad Institute of Magic. What can I do for you?"

And it was my little fat aunt who came out.

(I wonder if one of the women in this region has a fat physique after middle-aged)

The wind noise tells me what to do, remembering Linley, etc.

"I'd like to buy a Grimoire. Are you dealing with it here?

"Yeah, I'm handling it."

But my aunt tells the wind with a troubled face.

"It's just that, my lady, that's not the amount a kid can buy."

"I have money. First tell me what you have."

Answer in a busty manner. I was finally fed water where I was willing to use magic, so the mood for wind noise became oblique.

"Oh."

Did you detect the wind noise atmosphere or did you give up? Auntie opens the books and checks the inventory.

"Hey. What we have is a book of flames and a book of healing. Both copies up to two chapters though. Grimoire, you know what I mean by two chapters?"

"Yeah, well, if there's up to two chapters for now, that's enough."

Grimoire.

Known as a type of magic guide, Sole is a consumable item for magic mastery that has existed for 1,000 years.

It is an item to remind Grimoire of what is written, or the logic of witchcraft (the proverb), by reading out the characters written with magic as information and allowing the user to absorb them.

However, the information obtained when the intelligence is low cannot be understood, there are other possibilities that the reason (proverb) cannot be obtained depending on the total amount of magic and the compatibility of the factor, and it is recognized that it is a highly gambling silo thing for the person handling it.

"If you're still as young as you are, I think you should learn and wear a kitten."

Grimoire also needs intelligence in order to suddenly understand the logic (proverb) that came to mind, and it is possible to learn without relying on Grimoire to learn and remember on its own or even if it is less intelligent up to two chapters. Instead, it is common to learn and remember that it is rare and normal to buy and use a grimoire like a beat.

"Never mind. How much for both?

Auntie replies with a bitter smile to the wind noise she does not want to.

"Five hundred for flames and a thousand for healing. If you want to buy it together, I'll buy it for $1300."

The wind noise takes out the money in the item box. I have 2,000 kilometers of bowflowers separately, so I can afford them.

"Then both."

Place 1300 kilogears.

"And I'd like to rent you a training ground. How much will that cost?

"Uh, you can really get it out. The training area is just for the first time for customers who have purchased it. But I don't know if I can learn magic in Grimoire."

Yes, auntie warns. That's also because many people yell at me when they grab a defective product if I can't get it done in Grimoire. What scares my aunt is that the girl's parents in front of her come yelling at me, but I spare 1300 dollars, so I decided to meditate on the details with only advice.

"Yeah. No problem."

Regardless, I also understand how the wind sounds properly Grimore works. Automatic mastery itself has been demonstrated in "Fly". If you are intelligent 24, reason (proverb) up to two chapters is a hassle that can be mastered regardless of the factor's compatibility.

"Well, I'll get Grimoire and the training ground keys out, so wait a minute."

That's how my aunt took to the back of the reception.