Sairin Yuusha no Fukushuu Hanashi

On the road to the Adventurer Guild.

Misha's body is still a boulder to avoid the crowd and move on.

I was curious to see how much status I had as an adventurer, so I visited.

"What is your Adventurer Rank, Misha?"

"I think Atashi is rank B"

"Is it the first time you've been an adventurer, and you haven't been there much, but are you a B-rank? It's amazing."

Adventurers have a rank.

The A-rank is the apex and the lowest rank is the E-rank.

Which means Misha is in the second rank from the top.

"I was listening to the explanation of the rank, but what is the B-rank?"

"Oh. If you become a B-rank adventurer, don't be judged competent enough"

As for the rank image, did you say that A-rank is a skilled warrior, B-rank is a strong man, and C-rank is a serving?

Misha is amazing enough because not so many people can rise to the B rank,

Because of human standards only, if you deal with mighty demons and demons, you can often not beat them alone.

"Even so, I haven't had a fling yet. It won't come true for A-rank adventurers."

Well, adventurers are generally ranked and unable to measure strength because not only are they single-handedly strong with ballstone mixing, but teamwork and so on is greatly appreciated.

"More than that, I was watching the fight between the two of you in the judging, but it was amazing. They both killed each other instantly, didn't they? When Atashi was judged, he couldn't win just because he was sticky."

"Huh. In an elephant, you're my opponent."

Looks great again......

Well, for sure, as for me, Elfi is more than A-ranked at this stage.

While we were talking about that, we arrived at the Adventurer's Alliance.

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"Hey, what do you mean!"

An exasperated Misha slaps her fist at the counter.

The receptionist trembles with a victory.

Me and Elfi's review results.

Both of them were told at the reception that they had been dropped for review.

Misha soared to the receptionist sooner than we said anything.

"This... is the official result of the jury."

"These two are defeating each other in judgment!? It would be strange to think that I could not defeat them and these two could not be adventurers!!"

The receptionist has a frightened look at Misha yelling at her.

The results of the review were not given by this person.

Complaining here is hard to believe the results will change.

"Hey, let it go Cat Race (Warcat). I'm guessing they weren't adventurers."

"What the... hey!"

"Mr. Misha. Keep it that way."

A big man in a full-face helmet sitting in his seat complains to Misha in a low voice.

I stopped pushing Misha to try to eat me down with a look like I wasn't convinced to go.

I'm not convinced, it's the same here.

Our battle must have gotten worse from the reaction of Misha and the other adventurers.

It's obviously weird that it's being dropped.

For example, yes.

It's as if someone deliberately dropped us in judgment.

"Ha, don't even look, Misha. As a result of the guild's formal review, those two were dropped, right? Why are you complaining about that? It's just a monkey."

Unexpectedly from behind, one werewolf species (Wearwolf) called out.

The man who got involved with us on the way home on Judgement Day.

"Gordon, I'm sorry..."

Misha stares at the werewolf species (Wearwolf).

Apparently, this man is Gordon.

"I see. You know what?"

"Sounds like..."

At the time I was told I had fallen, I had an approximate expectation.

We must have fallen because Marwin turned his hand around the back.

From what I've heard, that man is cementing ground in this city.

It's no surprise that some of the Alliance's officials are connected to him.

"Against us in this city, it's something you don't think you can do" dialogue when you help Nymel.

Well, I guess that's the thing.

"I'm sorry about you both this time, huh? I can be vetted as many times as I want, and I tried my best again. No matter how many times you do it... I don't think you'll take it?"

Leaving that behind, Gordon left.

Inside the guild it is quiet, with half looking away and the other half staring behind Gordon.

"... sorry. It's all your fault."

Marwin caught my eye when I helped Nymel.

That's what I'm saying, Misha's going to bow her head.

"Never mind. Neither will you, nor that disrespectful clerk."

"But..."

"We didn't come here because we wanted to be adventurers. Not if you can't, there are other hands."

Nevertheless, I'm sure it's been a hassle.

To enter the Labyrinth, I have permission from the Alliance.

We have to think of a way to break through the line and force ourselves into it.

"That's right. I've been recruiting personnel for The Labyrinth Crusade for a few days. If you two really need to get into the labyrinth, your hand in joining this application..."

"That too, if the werewolf species (Wearwolf) turned their hands around in the back, they wouldn't go through"

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Well, what do we do?

That was when I tried to tour my thoughts.

"Misha, are you there!? Oh, my God!"

Inside the guild, a man ran in.

Sure, was it one of Misha's people?

He looks horrible and calls Misha's name.

"Loua, what's going on?"

"What's wrong with you? Nothing like this! Oh, my God! Be right there!"

Misha gives a surprise look at the unpredictable question.

But that look will freeze soon enough.

"- Your shop is in trouble!"

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There was a terrible smell coming down the street.

Black smoke is already rising over the sky.

A large number of wild horses watched one store from a distance.

Scratch them and reach the blacksmith.

What was spreading was a tragic sight.

The blacksmith was on fire.

A blazing red lotus flame scorches the store, shaking it loosely.

"No healing magician yet!"

"Get me a magician who can get the water out before it burns!"

From those who watch, they hear such a voice.

"Ah... Nymel, Grandpa!"

Right at the store, Nymel and Zoltz, who suffered burns, were down.

Nymmel is a relatively minor injury, but Zoltz suffers severe burns all over his body.

Even using healing magic in this may leave you with sequelae.

You're unconscious, neither of you move Pickley.

"Hold on! Hey, hey!"

Losing his cool, Misha is rocking them both.

"... it's okay, I have breath"

It's a terrible burn, but you should be okay with it as soon as you apply the procedure.

Somehow calm Misha down and give them the first aid they can now.

It was not long after that that those who could use healing magic came running.

"... Iori"

Ahead of Elfi's gaze.

Marwin was there to take the werewolf species (Wearwolf) and peel out the dog's teeth.

When he sees the flaming store and nods contentedly, Marwin turns his gaze here only for a moment and leaves the spot.

"... before the labyrinth, you seem to have something to do"

The blacksmith makes a noise and collapses.

From the burnt shop, black smoke rose to the sky.

High, far away.