Riot Grasper

- Dark Day in the second week of May. Clear.

The time will be right around midday.

The port town of Pascum was surrounded by hustle and bustle by incoming ships and was crowded with people.

It is a sight as full of peace as a lie that was fighting death in the woods until just now.

Two adventurers, who returned to the Alliance near the town entrance to report, waited with a worried face, and when they saw the woman accompanying us, they ran over with a broken face.

An inspiring reunion.

but I wondered if they would hug each other, and Riverblow would be released on the verge of the body snuggling.

"How dare you leave me. Are you ready for this?

"Mmm, whatever you say, I don't know. You're gone before I know it - Mobelaah!

"We were desperate, too - zepplya!

... Lightning Hidden? We go into Pasquam watching the communication with warm eyes.

When I said goodbye, all three of them were bowing their heads deeply.... I wonder why we're close.

Well, I returned my swordsmanship skills to Mr. A-Nord earlier on schedule, but my injuries are still unhealed.

I was to rent a room in the inn and have it lay down and arrange for a healing magician.

I've never been taken care of, but I hear someone's in the business of healing wounds with magic. I can't stop wondering what kind of magic skills you possess.

Nigini and palms move reflexively.

"Then I will go to the Alliance to report. I'd like Mr. Sage to come with me, if you don't mind."

"Ah, yes"

When it comes to rims, he already wakes up and his body seems to move safely. Most importantly, he wants to be beside Mr. Arnold.

In the end, it was me and Mr. Bace who went to the guild.

- When I entered the Adventurer's Guild, there was a different atmosphere than the hustle and bustle that surrounded the port town.

Zawazawa, such expressions may be appropriate.

In the meantime, Mr. Bace proceeds to the reception and speaks to the male employee.

"Excuse me, I'm Bace, an Alliance employee at Melbail. Does it convey any information that Brad Auga has made his appearance near Pasqum Street?

"Yes, I have also contacted the Pasqum Guard and am trying to make an urgent request to an adventurer of rank B or higher. Is it also any new information?

Apparently, Brad Auga's appearance near Pasqum Avenue was a rather unusual development. It is supposedly a blood-aug that lives in the column wilderness long before it leads through the Great Forest, but rarely does it seem to travel the residence at its turn.

I want you to refrain from moving to an annoying new home, but I didn't know you would come to New Heaven and Earth and suddenly die...... Nanbu.

... In the meantime, that's where I gained a better understanding when I heard what Mr. Bace and his staff were going to talk about.

"- So, really, the Blood Aug was crusaded, huh?"

"Yeah, Mr. Sage...... can you get the horns out of the orga?

Oh, so you brought me with you.

I guess this corner can be used as a material or as a crusade proof site.

Two large horns that were in the leather bag were placed on the counter.

"One seems discolored...... this is certainly the corner of the Blood Aug. I think it's rude..."

Mr. Bace smiles at the male clerk who glances at this one to cloud the words slightly.

"Those are undoubtedly the corners of the Blood Aug that were in the report. As an Alliance employee, I can assure you responsibly."

"Okay. We will now pay you."

By way of example, I didn't think I would receive a reward or anything because I didn't take it down after receiving the request.

Besides, it's a high-ranking request that I still can't take.

Well, since the rank limit when commissioning a request was set in the first place from the intention of the Alliance side to entrust it to an adventurer with definite power, there may be no problem after he actually defeats it.

Present your guild card for confirmation.

"Rank...... E +...!?"

... Looks like there was a problem.

"Mi, we all defeated each other, didn't we?

"Yes... that can happen, for sure"

He looks somewhat surprised, but doesn't seem to pry any further into adventurers who are able to prove that they have crusaded properly.

If I looked like Mr. Arnold, would I have handled it differently?

The client is the Pasqum Guard.

The reward is one gold coin per Brad Auga - 2,000 dalas total.

It is quite expensive.

He doesn't want Mr. Bace, so I'll decide to split him up with the Beast Parents and Sons half at a time later.

"The Brad Auga horns are also bought in guilds. Bring it to your material buying counter if you like."

With this, my role is over.

Behind me on my way to the material buying counter, Mr. Bace and the staff were still discussing something.

Apparently, it's highly unlikely that there will be any Blood Augs other than the two that are the number one, but we still need to explore the woods near the street once to make sure they're safe, so we'll work with the guards to draw attention to people passing through Pasquam Avenue... it's going to be a lot harder.

"Excuse me. How much can you buy this horn for?

"That's the corner of the Blood Aug that was reported earlier. The condition also...... seems fine, so I will buy one for 15000 dallas. Oh... but this corner is shaded..."

The employee's sister, who was often looking into the black corner, looks at me.

"These black horns... seem to be harder than regular Blood Aug stuff. How about 2,000 dallas"

Hmm. It's expensive, but I didn't know it would only make a difference to the price of 5,000 dalas, even though I struggled with that much.

"... Um, what's the use of Blood Aug horns?

"This one will mainly be purchased by those who run blacksmiths. Anything, heat can give you properties similar to metal, and it seems to be used for weapons and protective equipment."

I see... right.

Then let's take the black horn without selling it here.

When I get back to Melbail, I have somewhere I'd like to take it for a try.

Should I just decide to sell my normal red horns now for now?

Then me and Mr. Bace turned to the mall.

To tell Mr. Bato the upside of things.

Mr. Bato, who met us face-to-face at the mall, still seemed unwilling to blame us for our actions.

So much so that I laughed that it would be more beneficial to stay close to promising adventurers in the future.

I'll just say one word of apology and discuss my plans for the future.

Mr. Bace said the woods near the streets would be explored just in case he took a cup today, and that the departure should be tomorrow.

Mr Bato agreed with me on that too.

- Return to the inn and open the door of the room to check Mr. Arnold's contents.

He was just in the middle of being treated by a healer, and I tried not to disturb him by bringing him to the wall.

The leg injury appears to have already been treated, and the broken right arm is now being treated.

The healer's palm is wrapped in soft light, illuminating the broken area.

Hmm... "Light Magic LV2"? I don't know much about magic yet, but you can do this.

As for future plans...... swordsmanship lv is back to 2 so i want to keep this up to lv3. That would protect you from some trouble.

And with my current physical abilities, LV3 is just about right.

In order to satisfactorily use LV4 or higher technology, it still seems necessary to develop physical enhancement skills in parallel as well.

Isn't there some monster like Bal (* Bal is human) living somewhere?

I also want to look for this when I get back to Melbail.

And no matter what, this is a world of swords and magic - Elise.

It's not funny that it's just swords.

Now, precisely, you want to travel the world loosely, also dealing with magic like it is exercised in front of you to master the world......

I also want to learn (rob) skills about magic in the future.

When I think I'm having a hard time with that, apparently the treatment is over.

Mr. Arnold moves his arm, which should have been broken, so that it doesn't seem to be a problem.

How magical ~

And I screamed in my heart, but you wouldn't want me to tell you that I would automatically recover with my vitality enhancement skills.

Rim thanked the healer and paid less from his wallet.

I get a slightly anxious look at how lonely the contents of my wallet have become.

I didn't miss that timing and took a piece of gold out of my purse bag and set it on my thumb with my clenching fist vertical.

"Rim. I'll give you half because the reward for knocking Brad Auga out came out"

That's all I say, I play with my thumb.

Once...... I wanted to give it to you this way. That's all it was.

The gold coin I played flew in an unseen direction, and a vain sound wooded the floor.

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Now I wonder if my face is more dyed red than it was when I confronted Blood Aug.

Pick up the gold coins that are rolling silently and hand them to the rim.

"Um, thanks. My father and I... I need your help."

...... hmm? Do you have any memories of when you were fanaticizing?

"Do you remember when we were on our way to Blood Aug?

"Yeah, it's bonkers"

"Oh well. I almost got beat up by a rim - that was scary."

The white skin of the rim is exasperated and dyed red. The ears lie down with the petans so that they can be smudged, and the tail lowers its altitude to such an extent that it seems to rub against the floor.

... Would a little bad fuzz have passed?

"At that time... somehow my head turned white... so..."

Oh, you're not aware of the fanaticism thing yourself.

I move with my hands on my possum and head like I stroke the cat ears of a moist rim.

"Well, that's okay. Rim bought me some time over there, so I'm ready... you're ready for my heart. We're all safe, so everything's okay."

Lim, who regained his shine in his eyes, turned his happy face to this one.

Eyes with beautiful golden eyes subside seem to dwell in much softer warmth than when we first met.

Could I have done something to help this girl?

If I could, I might have wanted to see a smile before the girl carried a hard past.

That's why these words leaked... No, I'm talking about assumptions that there's no other love.

"If I was in a dangerous state like Mr. Arnold, would Rim have rammed me up the same way?

"Uh... what does that mean?

"Well, what does that mean?"

Not yet, I guess not.

"Shit, this is the end of the story. Commander Bato has decided to leave tomorrow morning, so until then, we need to take our time."

He jokingly told everyone about his contact details and tried to turn back to the door to see if he would even visit the port town.

Then Rim grabs my hand, which was placed over his own head, and stares jizzily.

Then he sent me his gaze with some serious eyes.

Huh? I can light something up.

"Sage... I don't know..."

…………

"Like your mother."

- No, not your mother.

Mr. Arnold, who watched the scene quietly, laughed out loud there.