There is almost no vertical relationship in the adventurer's sequence.

At least not amongst the most Silver, Bronze Adventurers in the Alliance.

There are courtesies between those who entered first and those who entered later, but few people who have the idea of looking down at the bronze because it is silver will look out.

In the first place, if there is such a person, the Alliance is firing him.

I myself have worked as a Silver Adventurer for three years, but I have never looked down or mocked Bronze Adventurers.

After all, both Silver and Bronze have been asked to do the same.

I want to earn a lot of money, so I go up to Silver and get a request.

I want to earn money safely, so I stay in Bronze and receive requests.

Because of that simple distinction, the two sequences are likely to coexist well.

"Request completed, confirmed. Thank you, Yu-san."

Wow.... it was tough, but you made a lot of money... "

Head for the exit while having a conversation with a familiar guild member at the reception.

... Alliance requests are many and varied.

Many people from all over the kingdom have asked us to get away from the battle and get rid of dangerous monsters.

What I got this time was a little hassle-free request to get rid of Cobalt, which appeared in a remote settlement from a city with an Alliance.

Cobalt himself, though less threatening, took some time on the move. The request fee was modest, but it took more than two weeks just to go back and forth.

"It would have been tough if the reward had been less..."

Achieve the request and exit the Alliance's doors, loosening cheeks on the weight of the rewarded bag again.

"...? The training grounds are noisy."

There's a crowd in the training ground behind the Alliance.

What? I thought, walking into the training ground with my curiosity as I pushed my bag into the back of my bag, I found a fellow adventurer riding in the wilderness near the entrance.

Oh.

"Hmm? Yu? Are you back?"

"Just now. So, what's the matter? This crowd."

The skinhead man shows the training ground with his jaw.

Looking at the training ground while tilting his neck, a suspicious sight was spreading before his eyes.

It's a good time to rest!

......!

"Is that Rick?"

A swordsman is spreading a magical sword into the air, waving a stormy series of attacks.

Rick Casing.

He is also the master of the finest sword in the Alliance and a relatively verbal golden adventurer.

Such a man waves his sword to the boy in front of him while showing his dominance that he can't imagine from the proper atmosphere of his usual unwillingness.

"... what do you mean?"

"As you can see, that Rick is training new adventurers."

"No, no, it's not training. Something more than nothing. When was that Rick before that?"

There is only one sequential difference between silver and gold, but the boundaries are incredibly deep and wide.

A golden adventurer like that trains new adventurers in Bronze? There's no way I can believe such a story.

I think so, looking at the black-haired boy fighting Rick - the boy, in a sense, was something we knew.

Shifu! Hakuro! I'll do everything I can!

I got it!

Wow!!

In an instant, the boy turned the stick in his hand into a double sword and headed towards Rick with wind and electric shock.

The appearance was like a storm, not a very newcomer adventurer's move.

"He must have been the Tamer who came in recently..."

"Ah. The training also involved her partner's Beast child... well, that's not normal."

New adventurer who joined the Alliance the other day.

It must have been your name, Kate.

"That's funny... he seemed kind to me."

I used to get the impression of being very polite when I was about to get a coincidence request.

However, there is no such thing as a battle now, but rather a leopard who seems to be enjoying the battle.

My colleague waves his head to my side.

"While Snow was pounding on me, it started to get worse."

"... you don't think so, too? I don't think she's the right level for training."

An adventurer named Snow... doesn't know what to say or what to do.

Since the degree of training given from the beginning does not decrease, those who do not meet the standards will break their hearts and escape.

For me, who has seen many of them, it seems like he is a very strange person who is fighting like that without breaking his heart after being beaten by Snow.

Look over there.

Nh?

In the direction the colleague prompted him to look, he saw three people gazing at their battle by the wall of the section where Rick and Kite were in mock combat.

Is that burning bright red-haired woman Serra and a slightly dull grey one Snow...?

The other black-haired beast kid would be Kate's partner, but I thought it was a strange combination.

"... how long have you been doing this?"

"It's been three weeks. There's a difference, but it's a training continuum like this almost every day."

"You're lying....."

"It's true. The training was over, and Rick and Snow were watching Nito take care of them."

So you've been helping healing wizards almost every day?

"What, it's usually scary?"

Kate, you and another partner girl.

Both of them have enough refinement and power to go up to the Silver Adventurer immediately.

And that talent can reach the gold.

... jealous? There's no such feeling as dust.

At least I realize I don't have the talent to make money, and if I get to a higher rank than I do now, I'll die physically.

In the first place, there's something wrong with all those people up there from the money.

What makes them stronger, abandon their human emotions?

"I thought the next gold would be around Lyla... but this could be an unusual year."

When I saw the sight in front of me, I suddenly murmured.

In fact, from my point of view in Silver, Kate, your battle is well beyond the Bronze realm.

"I don't know what's going on, but Rick and the others are watching, and that means they're good at money."

"I wonder. Well, from the rate of fulfillment of the request, it was unusual."

Nodding to his colleagues, he looks at Rick and Kate's battle.

I wonder if it's a spectacular sight.

I'm on the verge of eating that Rick casing.

The sight of a boy who had been in the Alliance for only a few months, blocking his magical sword from being shaken with a silver shield and blowing away the rain of a magical sword from the sky with a raging arrow.

Huhahaha! Rick come on, today is the day to legally beat you ─ ─ I'm going to blow you up!!

Ha ha! The truth is leaking! Funny! Try it if you can do it! "

Both clashed again in the training grounds.

Their battles are getting hotter as they fly purple magic fragments and firepowder.

I talk to a colleague who seems to have slightly pulled back after I've been shown a little bit of it.

"... I'm glad I stayed silver."

What a strange encounter. I think so, too. At least I don't want to be against those monsters. "

Besides, laughing is the most crazy thing.

Why is he so spectacular that he just became an adventurer and didn't seem used to fighting when he came in?