Finally, we arrived at the ruins of Zeshm.

Several carriages of adventurers had stopped earlier.

Was the first impression of the ruins of Zeshm a giant stone fort?

The surgical ceremony is engraved all over the wall.

Pretty advanced stuff.

The sealing system is the main technique.

That's what the book said the elves down on earth sealed their function as a stronghold on the ruins of Zeshm when they reconciled with the Nokes.

It would have been a procedure applied at that time.

The surgical formula used is old and I feel the difference between times.

Something that can be easily reproduced nowadays also takes a lot of work to put together.

But this will help.

Depending on the application, the possibilities are as wide as possible.

As far as I'm concerned, it was worth it just to see it.

"... that's a stunning ruin. I'm really glad it was worth it. Thanks for bringing me here, I appreciate it"

I say, slap Meizen on the shoulder.

"... Meir, too, seems to be more than happy with Abel. Uh, you know, could you have the travel expenses?

"Hey, wait a minute, you guys! Don't give up on me! Trouble with adventure! Are you throwing yourself in front of the rampage fans?

"No... you should go home now."

I point to the ruins of Zeshm.

Five men stood at the entrance to the ruins.

They were all dressed in exactly the same design, with white embroidery in blue fabric.

"We are the Lord's investigation team! We currently forbid access to the ruins of Zeshm without the Lord's permission! Get out of here!

"If you can be too persistent, let me refrain from being a trait! The lord is an investor in the Adventurer Support Office. You idiots know what this means!

Before the five men who call themselves investigative teams, there is a gathering of about thirty people.

These are probably adventurers who have come to explore the ruins of Zeshm, just like me.

Everyone seems to have a bad pattern.

A woman wrapping a borough cloth around her body, a half-naked man, a man wearing heavy armor about to break.

"Shut the fuck up! Let me through! I hope you came through with all your strength.

"Money! At least give me the money! If you do, I'll pull you back!

A total of thirty Gorotsky people were in terrible contrast to the five who looked neat.

I keep calling out words that are unproductive.

The corresponding pair of five are also visibly in a bad mood.

"I didn't say what a little hiccup like you licked! Didn't you sleep with your faggot lord and let him serve you? Oh? You look like a good guy. The men's hookers!

"You! I won't tolerate rumbling to the lord!

"Oh! Is that a picture star? Did you get angry when they poked you with a star?

"I'll kill you!

"Easy, Allen! Lords have assumed these people will come out!

More and more barren strife.

If you look closely, there was also Gaston. He's shaking his arm up in front and doing wild horses.

"Hey, let's go home now, Meizen. I don't want to get mixed up in that."

"Meir's a little..."

I knew exactly how the Adventurer Support Office hadn't released information about the ruins.

Your lord spit on you and you were investigating it.

Will that happen? Low risk, it's a high return.

Is it better to be in a position to monopolize but not incompetent?

Says there's no good story in the world, but I guess that happens because the powerful take it all.

I would have liked you to express yourself more broadly and make it clear, 'Don't come,' but maybe even then, just more people thought they might be able to pick up a good spill.

"It's okay! When something similar happened before, the defeated lord side broke! We just need to keep an eye on what's going on back there and mix it up when the story's about to move."

"Yep..."

Something's not like that adventurer I thought.

"Look, when everything is rough, you can put it in those who stop the rioting adventurers. If you can stand out there, you might be able to get in well. I know adventurers who have worked under lords in similar ways."

That's something different too......

"Look, look! I'm the leader! Abel, I'm the leader! Hey, don't try to go home! All right! Let's stick here for the second half, the second half!

The other adventurers were starting to go home pounding.

Since we arrived, we've already turned back the path of about five groups of adventurers.

... I think we should go home, too.

"Look, you guys! We'll keep watching day and night! If they're exhausted, they'll lose their judgment too!

Gaston is inspiring other adventurers.

Barren. Terribly barren.

I really wish my lord would withhold my name and pick me out of the city.

But we're on that one now. Is that the shape... I want to go home.

It's cunning in vain where you can hardly strike out into violence with all that menace.

Unless it's violent, I guess it won't be the problem I did.

Though there is an atmosphere where brawling is likely to occur if one of us gets his hands on it with some kind of bounce.

"Hey, the guys you're watching out there, join in. You're losing your back! You want me to go somewhere else? Your sexual roots must be rotten! If you're not gonna do anything, go home!

That's what I want.

There are many other adventurers watching from a step back.

From the carriage, they were all watching an exploratory group of adventurers and lords with the same eyes they could see in a zoo cage.

Whether we go home or not, shall we go back to the carriage?

I'm also tired of standing.

At that rate, we don't seem to be making any progress for a while.