Munou To Yobareta Ore, Yottsu No Chikara Wo Eru

"Oh Sophia! It looks like it's coming! Looking good."

"Good evening, Mr. Maby. Riul, I brought you some grass."

It was only after the sun had already fallen that I returned to town after collecting it.

If you're doing this so you don't run into demons, it's really late.

"Thank God. Hmm... I don't have any problems with quantity or quality. Don't get in trouble without this. Thanks for everything."

"Great...... oh, this is my receipt. Sign, please."

"Mmmm... but what do you always ask for... it's gonna be tough to keep the adventurer going?

"Huh? Oh, yes... well..."

Certainly a lot of hard work.

I thought I would really die when the demons chased me around before.

It happened to be helpful to have other adventurers nearby, but if not by now......

"I have a fifteen-year-old girl... see, I could write"

"Oh, yes."

"Sophia, I don't ask you deeply... if you have any problems, tell me. If there's anything I can do, I can help."

"... thank you. I'll see you later."

"Hmm. I'll ask you again."

"Yes. Bye."

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"Ah..."

Parents and children walking down the street catch their eyes as they follow Mr. Maby's hospital and return to the Adventurer's Guild.

"...... nice"

It's in my mouth. It irritates my nose.

"Don't cry, don't cry... if you cry, you lose"

Both your father and mother were adventurers.

To be exact, your father is active, and your mother is former, though.

Even the day he was gone, he didn't look particularly different.

Your father told the Adventurer Guild that your mother... wonder what it was... well, anyway, we both remember leaving the house early in the morning.

I dropped them off while my mother made me breakfast.

"Come on in".

So, the two of them didn't come home.

That's all.

Of course I looked.

I also went to the Adventurer Guild.

Maybe Mr. Mun looked at me then and happened to find me later to call me.

Other times, I went to the store where my mother would shop to ask, and the guard told me to look for her.

But I didn't know anything.

I didn't know what that meant.

"Why?"

"Mmm..."

Soon, I stood in front of the Adventurer Alliance.

Apparently, he was getting there while he was thinking.

"Oops."

Danger... at this hour, maybe there are those people.

Quietly open the door and take a sneak peek inside.

"I knew you were there... er... Mr. Mun is not here..."

Everyone grows up in front of Mr. Mun.

Maybe you want to dress good in front of that guy.

I mean, if they find it now, they'll definitely be involved.

"Phew..."

Never go inside.

Kill as many signs as you can and go to reception......

"Hmm? Wow... isn't that Sophia"

Oh...... Found it.

"Good evening... Mr. Visor..."

There are three SS ranked adventurers in this town.

Needless to say, one of the golden generations... "No hoop" Blance.

Master of the Sumerian Adventurer Alliance… Wolflick of "King's Wings".

And the last one is in front of me... the visor of "Blast Lotus".

Mr. Blance rarely comes to the guild, and Mr. Wolfrick, who is Gilmouth, does not come out of his private room on the third floor unless it is also something wrong.

I mean, this visor is the one who's at the top of the Sumerian Adventurers Guild.

Although there have been more current adventurers here lately, SS ranked adventurers don't seem to be what they are, and in the end their status didn't shake.

"Cook, cook... are you done with the request?

"Oh, yes... for once..."

"I've had a hard time every day...... how fun is it to pick flowers"

Ugh... here we go.

"Ha... that's all I have..."

"I'm blind... this scumbag"

"Huh..."

Immediately afterwards, the noisy guild quietly returns.

And everyone who was on the spot was looking at me.

Somewhere... with scornful eyes.

"Oh, you know... what I am..."

"... Something about Greece, or more adventurers rooting for Sumerian. Anyway, I'm talking about being comparable to Celtic if only in numbers. Then the next thing you can ask for... you know what I mean?

"Uh... uh... the..."

"It's quality."

"And quality......?

"Hey, Benny, explain it to this scumbag so he can figure it out"

"Yes."

Benny, the A-rank adventurer, is one of the groups known as the Visors.

Mr. Visor himself hasn't partied, but I guess it would be convenient if he was near him... there were a few of those people besides Mr. Benny.

Instead, in the first place, the Sumerian Adventurer Guild has no one to defy Mr. Visor.

Even if they're not in the group, they're all staring at his complexion somewhere.

Honestly, my personality sucks... but that's all the power Mr. Visor has.

"You wouldn't know a bottom adventurer like you, but the Adventurer Guild branch has a rank. It is calculated by the average rank of the request, the number of accomplishments, the success rate, the number of adventurers, etc., but it is also important… the average rank of the adventurers to whom it belongs"

"Average Rank…"

"Simple story, the higher the average rank of an adventurer, the better that guild is considered. Currently, the average rank of Sumerian is B −. As a result, Celtic's average rank is A. As for Olympus, there are numbers close to A + and S. That's all I have to say... you know what I mean?

"Uh... Um..."

"Benny...... you're sweet. But that won't tell this fool."

"Shh, excuse me..."

"No, I wish I had made it clear, but you're upset that I'm talking to this guy. That's me too... I don't want to get my hands on my little girl."

... Scary.

My heart starts pounding.

Hey, what is it?

What did I...

"You, adventurer... quit"

"... Huh?

Or quit...?

"What? You don't understand, do you?

"Ma, are you serious? This guy."

"You can tell by the current flow. Normal..."

"Mr. Visor... what kind of thinking circuit is this guy?

"Cook Cook...... I don't know. You really think you can handle this if you live seriously?... There's no reason."

Oh, I don't know...!

"Oh, no... I..."

"The Rank of the Adventurer Alliance is just a brand, to tell you the truth. But he can't do it. Everyone would say," Oh, that brilliant "if you heard of Celtic or Olympus' Adventurer Guild, keep your mouth shut. The number of adventurers has increased and the number of requests has increased proportionately, but Sumerian is still developing. Interpretation, a second-rate guild who's just getting Olympus and Celtic spills... that's what the world appreciates. I wouldn't put up with that. Armenia is crushed, and Greece is that Zama. Teeturn is pushed by Rare and panicked. Ma, Rae is rare and the country is crumbling one... well, anyway. Now that the parity of the five great nations has collapsed, Sumerian is no longer an exaggeration to say it's a mighty nation. So first, prove it in numbers."

That's when Mr. Visor rises out of his chair.

My feet were trembling on their own.

I'm scared and I can't see the way forward.

"Hih!?

When I noticed, Mr. Visor was standing in front of me.

Then he put his hands on his knees and slowly put his face closer to me.

"How do I increase my average rank...... you know what I mean? Easy story."

"Ah..."

"Yes... you just have to cut down"

Oh well... you know what?

I'm an idiot...... I don't know why I didn't.

"Give me your guild card. I'm in the way. A scumbag like you... doesn't deserve to be named an adventurer"

... I know what you're talking about.

Sure, I'm the bottom line.

The magic is weak, and the body is poor itself.

Going forward, it is quite unlikely that the rank will rise….

For the Sumerian Adventurer Alliance, I'm sure I'm in the way.

But...

"Yes, I don't like it..."