After sharing information with Theodore, we decided to go back to our homes.

Just before the end of White Wolf store hours, I close the store with Erica and the others I was trying to clean up and send everyone out of the store.

After that, me and Garnett went into our living room at home and finally decided to take a breather...

"Phew, we can finally get some rest. Don't use your body. You can't get tired of working differently."

Garnet sitting back on the couch and weakening.

Watching that unusual gesture, I remembered the journey from the White Wolf Knights headquarters to the White Wolf Shop.

Garnett didn't say a word, looked like he was serious about something and kept walking silently down the ramp.

Even recently, I remember seeing Garnett with this look on his face.

Was that for sure... when Chandler and Ulysses came to visit early in the morning?

"Hmm... what's up with the White Wolf's? Is there something on my face?

Garnett sits on the couch, and he looks up at me as I keep standing beside him.

Nothing - so it's easy to delude.

But it felt like there was nothing I could do to mislead you here.

It's not like we're completely red other people to each other, so just ask them for now and if they say they don't want to talk, they just need to leave.

"No, you look like you've got a problem these days."

"Huh? Me worried?

He stopped on his way out and Garnett sat back on the couch.

Then he scratched my golden hair with one hand and exhaled briefly.

"... what made you think that?

"At first it was when Ulysses and the others came to the store. I was wondering what Ulysses was thinking when I saw him. So... I looked the same when I was leaving earlier, just like that."

"Well... I knew you couldn't hide anything."

Garnett began to talk pompously about what he had been accumulating at the bottom of his mind, in the way he had perceived it.

"I've been working with automated dolls in Athlopolis... I'm the one who caused it. After all, Bran only knew that they were calling themselves Agate Lamb and that they were sent in from the third tier..."

"Looks like you didn't even know about the connection to the Mithril smuggling organization on the ground."

"Yeah. But it's okay around here. They're named Agate Lamb, and they're rooting for the third tier... that's enough."

The look looks more regrettable than sad.

It's as if I'm struck by my own impudence.

"When I was alone, I told Hadary... that I didn't stand a blade on Agate Lamb's executive. The only time I felt like I could fight properly was while he was out of his hands, and if he was serious, it was literally a touch of armor. How dare you crush Agate Lamb?"

A self-derision floats in Garnet's mouth.

To delude me that I'm about to eat my teeth hard.

But you could have won eventually.

"While the others are at war, do something about the slashed arms in Temé's [restoration] and set them up as unintended as you can."

"Still, winning is winning. You have to avenge yourself. It's not like you can't be satisfied."

"I know! But... but..."

There is much strength caged in the fingers assembled on his knees.

"... I thought I was going to pull my leg... that's what I felt."

"You?... how the hell"

"If you look at the people around you, I don't think anyone will."

Garnett leaned her neck back and looked up at the ceiling, keeping her weight on the back of the couch.

"Sakura can also do it with Hadary with a divine descent. Ezel also got a great weapon and lost one of his heads. Chandler is a substitute for someone more talented than me who's worked out for ten years."

…………

"Well, you know the best thing about A-rank people leaving humans, don't you? Travis and Dustin can beat Hadary if they suck, and Theodore only thinks of dragon hunting as entertainment."

I couldn't say a word to you in an aggressive manner.

If you look out for personal thoughts and emotions, the battle abilities of the A-ranked people stationed in Green Hollow definitely outweigh Garnett.

Assuming Gandalf the Demon King is the strongest class, it can be said that Hadary, the Four Demon Generals of the Demon King Army and Agate Ram executives, will have the strength to inherit it it.

And I can assure you that the A-rank guys are all located in the Demon General class.

Roy, whose name Garnett did not name, would also be positioned in that class, just like the Travis and others, if he poured all the output of his skills to summon massive spiritual beasts into battle.

Roy rarely has noticeable results in terms of combat because he always assigns power to you because his skills are extremely effective in reconnaissance and scouting as well.

"(... If you want to apply Garnett to the same standard, don't go a step below the Warlord or A-rank...)"

Of course, cohort humans are further down and further down, and overall, Garnett's strength is low but below the top.

Roy would be roughly around here if he didn't use the Spirit Beast either.

I think Sakura and Ezel can be rated as about the same as Garnett, but if we add the Divine Down and the Sword of Evaldi respectively, they should be bottomed up enough to hang their fingers on the Demon General class.

"See? That's what the White Wolf's think, isn't it? Of all the usual faces, I've fallen one step or two."

"It's..."

- That's not true. You're strong enough.

Denying this guy's troubles and giving him words of comfort is easy.

But if you really think that's what you want, you still have to shake your head to the side.

"... I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were so worried"

So I crouched in front of the garnet and placed my hand on its thin shoulder with the height of my gaze.

"I don't think you're weak. But I don't even think you should deny it if you think it's 'not enough yet'."

"Luke......"

"Let's think together. How can you be strong enough to satisfy yourself? Together."

I don't know if I can find an answer.

For once, I may finish avenging myself like this before I find the means.

On top of that, I told the two of us to worry, and Garnett answered it with a horrible smile.