In search of Gaston, Meir and I headed to Adventurer's Support to spread the word that the forest commotion was over if Gaston was not found.
Adventurer support was noisy, but not as lively as usual.
Everyone is surrounded by a gloomy atmosphere and secretly discussing it.
"I repeat. Just for now, we're defining the North Forest as a hazard level B or higher! In the future, any intrusion into the North Forest by an adventurer under Class B will be punished if you stop by! Pay attention! See the bulletin board for more details!
Officials are screaming out loud.
Apparently, he took a heavy look at things from the Lord's investigation team's return and imposed restrictions on his entry into the northern woods.
There must be no one in this Romane City Adventurer Support Station above level B.
At least I've never heard of it.
Those who have reached grade C or higher will be summoned by the Lords here to welcome them as private soldiers, or even if they leak into it, the use of nobles from another land will come and conduct light interviews and downchecks, and unless rarely happens, they will hire them.
It's a guaranteed instant power of strength by stopping by the authority of Adventurer's Support. I guess some personality difficulties are meditating.
In other words, this circular is essentially a blockade of the North Forest if you take it to the users of the Adventurer Support Station.
The North Forest is the most affordable hunting ground.
With this touch, there will be more adventurers who will be the wings to challenge unfamiliar hunting grounds in the future.
He may suffer major injuries, and if he hits it badly, this can cost him his life.
Found the pair dropping their shoulders before.
Looks like he used the North Forest as a hunting ground to see what he was talking about.
"... I'll take advantage of this and stop being an adventurer"
"Even so, what are we going to do? I can't do anything else, and I'm not even a handler. If I had, I wouldn't be doing such a bad job."
"But..."
I slap the guy on the shoulder.
The man looks at me and narrows his eyes in surprise.
"Oh, what a kid. Don't touch your shoulders."
The man didn't even try to hide his frustration and said so.
I breathe softly and then shout out to the entire Adventurer Support Office.
"Don't worry! In fact, Mr. Gaston exorcised the creatures that were nesting in the North Forest! You should be able to lift the blockade soon!
"Ha? Gaston? There's no way!
"No, it's true! I happened to be in the woods and I saw it!
When I ran out, the noise was a little smaller around here.
Some of them seemed to listen to me.
The other guy, who was one crack, enters the conversation.
"So, but the guy from Gaston, didn't he brazenly say he tailored a ton of balm birds? If that was true..."
"No way, no... Oh, hey, you, I don't suppose it's a debauchery. I remember your face. If you find out you're lying later, don't do it!
Talking to the men, I saw the Gordon brothers behind the Adventurer's Support Center.
He was looking at me for something.
I called them in, and then I left the Adventurer Support.
I'm just outside, and the Gordon brothers are coming after me.
"Oh, hey, what happened? Are you telling me Brother Abel took him down?
"Yes, yes. So, I want to give that to Gaston. Inside, there's a precious part of the forest monster. That should be enough for proof of crusade."
I show Meir's bag with my fingers.
Inside are the roots of Ebel Bourne.
"Oh, so light... Oh, yeah, but it's Gaston..."
Gordon turns his gaze to Mordon.
Mordon frowned as troubled.
"Was it a problem, too?
"No, actually... he's enjoyed selling out his love sword, and it's like he's flirting around an invisible tavern all by himself right now. I spoke to him because I met him, but Abel told me not to get involved anymore."
"Eh."
Speaking of the original, I've bothered to put it on the table to forgive Gaston, but isn't it a little fast to break it?
Even now I've been fumbling about Gaston knocking him down, and that's a little troublesome.
Besides, if you're changing people corny, the odds of that being all suspicious jump.
I don't have trouble getting away on my own like that.
"So if Brother Abel wants me, or if that's not a good idea, I'll have someone on the table who's going to be easier to deal with..."
"Well, that's a bit of a problem for me too... I need Gaston to do it as much as possible..."
"Eh."
"The staff side will find anything suspicious, and I don't want to change that corny. I need Gaston to do it at least this time. Besides, Gaston was just about to see signs that it was finally getting easier to handle... In the first place, I didn't like it anymore because I went out of my way to convince Gaston that I'd let go of my sword with such my own unfaithfulness, so..."
I'm sorry you suggested it, but I can't back down here.
I put a fever on my words and tell them about it desperately by gesturing.
"... Ah, Brother Abel, that's pretty scumbag"
Gordon said that to me with a slightly distracted face.
"So why don't you manage to find Gaston, pull him out, and let me redeem him?
Gordon turns to Mordon again.
Mordon nodded small after showing a bit of thinking.
"As, well, if Brother Abel says so..."
"Good. Good. As a matter of fact, I've already heard that scattered Gaston did it..."
"Oh, wow."
Gordon received the bag from Mere, and Mordon and I ran toward the downtown area.
Those two are really good guys.
The amount that comes in this time will be huge there, and I'll color the commission a little.