Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

For once, it was decided what to do after leaving the village and returning to Malt.

For now, we will move towards the temple of the Appraisal God.

The question is, go to the main temple, have you been told?

If it's a minute temple, there's one in the Yaran kingdom, but that doesn't seem to work.

The reason for this is somewhat predictable.

Because temples and shrines are close to the world of gods and spirits and easy to descend.

Even so, historically, there's rarely a story about them descending, but the god spirit just now... let's just say Villo.

Around the time Villo came down effortlessly, the decisions around it may be surprisingly loose.

Well, he said he's coming down hard, so maybe he's really coming down under pretty strict rules just because he had a light tone...

I can imagine that the problem around there is that the Appraisal God can only descend on the Temple.

Villo is close to the Spirit, so to speak, like a little god, but Appraisal God is a big god who has long been believed.

This is true of humans, but as we gain stature, there are many more barriers to seeing each other.

Time, number and place to meet…….

If you think God is something similar, I can understand you saying you have to go to the main temple.

That said, the book temple of the Appraisal God is another country.

Inevitably, I need to make a journey.

Beyond what I have to do with Laura's "Dragon Blood Flower" collection and Alize's education, the sorting around it becomes a problem.

Talk to me when I get home......

Lorraine said she thought so.

"Are we done here for now? And then... you were going to your master's. The sun's gone down, but... are you okay?

Is that Garb's grandmother?

Speaking of which, you did get called.

When I saw the temple, I was told to come home.

Are you going to tell me something, or is it simply enough to talk about it that it's been a long time since I've been back?

That master is the most unreadable person in this village, so I can't guess what the hell he thought he said that about.

I'm slightly scared to think that maybe it's a completely different reason... but I still don't have the option to not.

Anyway, I'm one of those people who laid the groundwork for me to live as an adventurer.

The disciple is obedient to the word of his master.

However, you do have a time zone problem......

Originally, it would come after lunch after a bit of a look, because the master might have thought.

When the sun goes down, in Hathhaler, which doesn't have a Malt-like magic lamp, Light, around it, it's no other time than night.

Everyone returns home and surrounds the table, sleeps immediately, and wakes up the next morning at the same time as the sun rises.

That's what I live to say.

It's a different way of life than in the city.

This means that when I say I'm going to visit people's houses now, I think in malto, it's like visiting them at a time when they're about to go to bed already, an act that makes me think they're a little insane.

That's why I hesitate a little.

That said......

"Let's just go. Let's go. If they tell you to do it tomorrow, you can."

That's what I said to Lorraine, and then the two of us decided to head over to Garb's.

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"... oh, you're finally here. I'm tired of waiting."

Reaching Garb's house, when he knocks on the door, the door opens immediately and an old woman with a slight expression if mean.

It was a face that made me think I was scared or unfamiliar when I saw it more than once... instinctively scared.

It doesn't mean that the creation of the face is a monster in itself.

If that scares you enough, it scared me more when I was the corpse eater Ghoul.

"Look, don't just stand there. Come inside. I have other guests."

That's what Garb kept doing, so we rushed into Garb's house.

But other customers?

Who the hell...

Since the village of Hathaler is a small village, it is not an exaggeration to say that all the villagers associate almost like relatives, and it is frequent to eat in someone else's house.

So it's nothing strange... in the case of Garb.

It's not that much, so it makes me wonder if there's anything.

Go inside and go for a while, and when you reach the room with the table,

"Ooh, Lent. Are you here? Plus... you're the sister of phantom magic."

One man kept his hand up on the table and said so.

Of course I recognize the man's face.

Be sure to come out to the feast.

This is Capitan, the man who serves as the hunter's head in this village.

And he's also my other master.

He was the man who taught me how to handle swordfish and bows, how to walk in the woods, and survival "survival" techniques.

He has two mid teenage children, a good old man, but his skill still doesn't seem to have diminished, and muscles like armor wrapped around his body are likely to cross enough with the Maltese swordsmen.

In fact, they would really cross each other.

This man is good at handling Qi.

That technology you don't necessarily wear because you're an adventurer.

at an advanced level.

All the hunters he leads are wearing Qi, not as skillful as he is, but with medium skill.

If I were you right now, the hunters he leads would win, but when he tells me if he can beat himself... I honestly don't know.

Because I've never seen a Capitan fight for real.

He's not supposed to be the kind of guy who can be dull in a village behind a mountain like this, but he's content with it.

Say there is no greed, or there is no place to grasp it as a float?

Anyway, an unusual man, I could say.

By the way, Lorraine and I have already met face-to-face during last night's feast and have also introduced ourselves.

If you ask me, I think you've heard a lot about my battle in phantom magic.

... just asking makes me kind of uncomfortable.

I mean, this place is uncomfortable.

Two of my masters, no, Lorraine is also a master of sorcery, so all three of them are masters from me.

Shoulder is narrow......