Sevens

The third morning I learned that the Walt family training had actually begun by mistake.

Me and Nowem were on the third floor of the Adventurers Guild, meeting female adventurers as mentors.

The name of the adventurer Mr. Hawkins brought to us is [Zelfie].

Characterized by a habitual short purple hair, he appeared in the conference room with a rough fit. From the exposed areas of the skin, signs of wounds can be seen.

His eyes were sharp and he had an atmosphere as a powerful adventurer.

"Mr. Zelfie, these are two of the new American adventurers I introduced you to."

"Regards"

Nice to meet you.

When I greeted him, Mr. Zelfie looked at us both and nodded several times.

"... I thought you were joking when you heard the newcomer hired me, but which nobleman is it?"

That's what surprised me a little.

This was my third generation in charge today, but I feel a little surprised.

'You're a bad type if you think you're a woman and you lick it. I mean, are there a lot of female adventurers these days? I guess this is also the way of the times...... and that sounds odd'

(Weird?

In the third generation of words, I almost got my neck ripped off, but I stayed.

However, Mr. Hawkins takes note of it.

"Mr. Zelfie, listening deeply to your opponent's qualities..."

"I know, I know. I won't bother Hawkins' husband. Let me just lay down a few rules to teach you. A nobleman's younger brother would be more than that. I can't do half of it. If you don't like Sole, you'll get off as a mentor. I can't be responsible."

I see Nowem.

Then I decided to listen to the rules because I was snorting.

"Okay. Unless you can't."

"Right. Then the first is not to complain about my instructional methods. I mean, listen to me. The second is, in three months, we're gonna hit the ground. Don't say whether you like your job or not. The third is..."

Up to this point, it was normal. And we wait to see what the third rule says.

"The third is at least one more of us. I don't care if it's temporary, just make sure the three of us can do our job."

To Mr. Zelfie's rules, we meet face to face.

Then Mr. Hawkins had the same opinion.

"Sure. If it's the three of us, it's easy to ask for a job."

I wasn't thinking about my people. Because I thought if we learned the basics, we could recruit people afterwards.

'Hmm, I guess this guy has an idea. As far as adventurers are concerned, we're amateurs too, and we'd better follow them here.'

It's a third generation opinion, but I decided to follow those three conditions.

"I understand the terms. There's no difference between us."

With that said, Mr. Zelfie smiles.

She was a more attractive woman laughing than an intimidating look.

"Okay! Then I'll take this request. I mean, I was a little surprised to hear the rookie hire me or something, but I'm not being honest with you except"

Nowem asks Mr. Zelfie.

"Is that so unusual?

"That's not normal. Basically, we all don't have any money, so we start by saving in tunnels and hiring middle class instructors like us. Ask the Alliance for two to three gold coins on their own. If it's upward, I'll probably ask for it."

Mr Hawkins will supplement Mr Zelfie's opinion.

"This is an easy place to work for new American adventurers, because it's a lot of work. We employ these mentoring systems in Darion's Adventurer Alliance."

"When you get to some point, there are a lot of people who stretch and force you. First you learn the basics from the lower adventurers, then you get instruction from the middle class like us."

They say only a few branches, including Darion, have these systems.

I can also say that it is a branch that knows the power to train newcomers.

"Well, it's not normal, Mr. Zelfie's been a veteran for his twelfth year as an adventurer. I have plenty of experience and no problems with bare lines. Be sure to set an example... except for the language."

Mr Hawkins says, Mr Zelfie complains.

"I'm only in my twenties! Stop talking about veterans and stuff, will you, sir?

"Come on, make your plans for the future in this room today. As an adventurer, I expect you to learn the knowledge and experience you need from a veteran and become a great adventurer."

I smiled and dropped Mr. Hawkins off from the room, and Nowem and I were supposed to be mentored by Mr. Zelfie.

In the guild conference room, me and Nowem are taught what it takes to be adventurers.

"- Well, I taught you the whole basics, but it's your people that matter. If you don't understand this, any good guy will fail, so be careful."

The basic thing is to be careful how you take requests from the Alliance and when you bring demons and other things into the Alliance.

Once you accept the request, it will be recorded on your guild card as not achievable. As such, the rate of achievement of individual and party requests and problem behavior will be written down.

Watch out for your usual fit.

I won't do anything I can't.

Adventurers should not have adventures.

I was taught such things.

And finally, begin to teach the importance of your peers.

"Simply numbers help. The rogues gather because they can be simply stronger in themselves. Understand that."

Then Nowem asked the question.

"Um... Whatever the number, don't you care about quality?

Mr. Zelfie shakes his head to the side.

"Quality also depends on where you value it. You want to keep someone strong, but with a lot of problematic behavior?

I can't agree with that, so I'll deny it.

"I don't want to."

But there's a third generation from the treasure ball...

"Even things are for people."

(It's a little black, this guy...)

"You know, even if there's something wrong with strength, honest people can be better depending on the content of the request."

Ms Zelfie adds that it depends on where we go.

"Defeat the demon outside and sell it. Achieve it upon request. Dive into the labyrinth and seek treasure. Those are adventurers' jobs, but not many individuals or parties can do it all. Think hard about how we're going to make money and find the people we need to make it."

It's also important to know where we're going and what we're missing, he added.

If you have the necessary skills, and it takes time to acquire them, you are also told to hire people to keep skilled people company.

"There are limits to what humans can do alone. You can go first class, but one day you'll make a big mistake if you get it wrong around here."

With Mr. Zelfie's teachings, both me and Nowem snort.

"Okay! Then let's talk about work this time. This is the quickest way to experience it."

That's what he said, he put the paperwork he had in front of us.

"Um... Mr. Zelfie?

Nowem is in trouble.

Or I'm in trouble, too.

"What's wrong with you?

To Mr. Zelfie with a smile, Nowem says.

"This request says' gutter cleaning 'in the city..."

"Yeah, yeah! He won't take these kinds of requests. He won't take them for the rest of his life, so I'm going to let him go through it now."

Mr. Zelfie with a smile, but shrugs with a niggle.

"No way, you don't suddenly smash my set of rules, do you? Adventurers are important to trust."

Me and Nowem decided to clean the ditch for our first job as adventurers.

Conference room in the treasure balls.

If you go to sleep, the sixth and seventh generations are at the centre and opposed to my first job.

"Well, well, well! I can't let Lyell clean the ditch, I'm telling you! You know, the Walt family, even though it's still there, right? Or persuade the fifth generation. '

It's a wild looking sixth generation, but later evaluations don't have a very good image with belly blacks, etc.

My grandfather, the seventh generation, agrees with that.

"You guys, are you okay letting Lyell do that!

But he doesn't seem interested until the fourth generation, including the first. Rather than......

"Nothing? If Nowem doesn't get dirty, it's fine."

The first point of interest is whether Nowem gets dirty or not with groove cleaning. I'm a man too.

I decided to ask Nowem for indirect help when the boulder got dirty. Mr Zelfie also said that men who could care for women were highly regarded.

Of course, it is the opinion of your ancestors.

'Well, Lyell should use this as an opportunity to let the public study a little, in fact. I think an adventurer like Zelfie is a hit.'

The second generation appreciates Mr. Zelfie.

But the sixth generation is different.

"I told you I was noble even though I was! Unlike you guys, Lyell is real! He's a real nobleman!

In the exciting sixth generation, the third says.

"The fake treatment is terrible." But what's the difference between that real and fake?

The fourth generation is the same.

Only the fifth generation seems uninterested. In other words, the fifth generation is basically a neutral position so far on everything.

The seventh generation starts talking about my birth.

"Lyell is drawing the blood of my wife, the Marquis! Look, just to be brief, he's a child who drew royal blood, which goes on before the Kingdom of St. Las!

"... it's another hell of a bomb."

Blood muscles the third generation called bombs...

"Huh? That's the first time I've heard that."

The fact that I don't even know it makes the scene a little noisy.

The third generation takes confirmation to the sixth generation as they look at me.

'... it sounds like you don't even know the party Lyell?

That's what they said, and I snorted, too.

"My father didn't tell me that."

Most importantly, he has been treated cold since he was ten years old. Maybe he just hasn't taken over the important story.

"There are facts that you can't put on the table! In our time, the old royals who restored power broke into corrupt politics and started civil unrest!

The third generation has participated in wars with other countries, and has died in wars.

But since then, the Walt family's owner has been on the battlefield in skirmishes.

Among them, the sixth and seventh generations are generations that participate in skirmishes and civil unrest, plus wars with other countries.

Now calm, but I also heard about my father's participation in the war when he was younger.

Seventh generation explains my grandmother.

"The old royalty - the blood of the Royal House of St. Las - has, of course, been taken over by the present royal family. However, even the table couldn't pull it in. Anyway, the surviving clan is the descendant of [Agrissa] who caused the civil unrest '

Agrissa - the first generation said, she is the last queen of the Kingdom of Centras and a beautiful woman of the Dungeons.

"Huh? Grandma... [Xenoa] When you do..."

Bad girl, only said to be a beautiful woman in the Dungeons, is the person who singled out the king's love. In other words, it is the direct line of the former royal family, equals of the descendants of Agrissa.

"Wow... it seems more and more natural that Ceres is a monster."

When the first generation tells their thoughts, the second generation shudders at it.

"You're still saying that."

The seventh generation continues to explain.

'Bansaim is remote from the royal family, but the noble blood that remains now is limited. One of them is Lyell...... did you understand that?

The sixth generation explains why it was not possible to eradicate the old royal family.

On the face of it, civil unrest should have been a successful and solemn stream for all. I was told that all that was surviving was that there was a clan exiled from the royal family.

"Um, I was taught that the survival of the old royal family was remote? I hear they've all been solemnized."

"You idiot! How easily can you crush the blood of a royal family that has been polished up over a long history! He disposed of it and hid his survival somewhat."

The wizard is a nobleman because he has connected his blood among the magicians. It has sublimated from a man of magic to a wizard.

The result is the birth of a royal family.

doom, and is the blood that has been left behind even after rebirth.

"The king of my generation was supposed to welcome Xenoa to the royal family, if nothing happened. But my relatives, who were disgusted by corrupt politics, decided... and then they even put me in another country!

From there, the seventh generation starts a hard story.

Everyone was listening to that - no, I was listening. I've heard it many times too, so I leave it and have conversations with my other ancestors.

"What were you talking about?

The fourth generation says as he pushes his glasses up with his index finger and fixes the position.

"It's groove cleaning. But you've spoken so spectacularly from groove cleaning. I mean, I'm surprised there's royal blood in the Walt family. '

The third generation also agreed.

'Absolutely. And yet, how can Lyell have so little magic?

"Because you make a scene! I'll tell you what, because this is still a lot of people my age! Yet the treasure balls took the magic of a bang..."

When the story thus derails, a sighed fifth generation joins the conversation.

They seem to be frightened by the surrounding reactions.

Don't get so hot cleaning gutters.

"But you are, fifth generation"

Because he is a father, or the sixth generation cannot come out strong in the fifth generation. The relationship between the first and second generations is as if it were the opposite.

"It would be royal blood, but now they've kicked me out of my house and made me an adventurer. Adventurer's mentor? but if you want Lyell to do a ditch sweep, that's fine, right? Instead, they haven't told me to commit a crime, so I'm not complaining. '

Seventh generation argues.

"So, but Lyell's position..."

'I'm saying that position is now an adventurer. It's a good experience.' Cause it'll be positive for Lyell, and it won't be negative. '

Hearing that, the first generations are also nodding.

However, the second generation doesn't seem to be able to go about the slight change of circumstances.

"I never imagined that my descendants were drawing royal blood or anything. Or a descendant drawing royal blood from this barbarian... '

"What?

The second generation shook his head sideways as he turned his gaze to the barbarians in the fur of the beast.

And the fourth generation declares the end of the meeting.

So, Lyell's groove sweep will remain the same.

(Why did gutter cleaning become such an exaggeration?

The unconvincing sixth and seventh generations were spilling stupidity.

"How hard we struggled..."

"Xenoa, I'm sorry..."

Others don't seem interested. It seems more important than that that we have royal blood in our own blood muscles.

The next day.

I've been cleaning Darion's ditches since morning.

Clarified and dirty. Garbage is thrown in, and when it's terrible, it's even faecal urine...

"This is tough..."

He wraps cloth around his mouth and wears rubber work clothes.

"Dear Lyell, it's lunch. I'll take your place."

"... because I just need to feel"

Nowem worries about me and tells me he'll take over the job. But there's no way I'm going to let this work be Nowem.

More than that, there's a problem...

"Heck! Still got royal blood in it! Work harder with your hips!

If I do, the good first generation is making a scene.

"Royal blood on the Walt family... even though it's just a story on the clouds when it's the Count's house..."

Second generation thinking about it by saying bumps.

"I mean, in the seventh generation, that Xenoa, why has the child been married? I don't think that's inevitable.

The third generation apparently wants to know how the royal blood came in.

'Oh, that's what I thought, too. I wish I could marry the present royal family. I don't think it would do much to force you to open your hands.'

The fourth generation doesn't seem interested in me either. All four seem to have no problem if Nowem doesn't get dirty at work.

'Things are not the same as they were when you were there. If it gets bigger, I don't like it, but it's going to be too much trouble.'

I also agree with the fifth and sixth generations who are somewhere ambitious.

'Political corruption was terrible. If you don't have a lot of power, it's not a strange time to be crusaded for a reason.'

To the surrounding situation, was it a rather hard time, the sixth generation is foolish.

"I was supposed to let the royal wife Lyell's son or grandson, or welcome the royal daughter to the Marquis and keep her surroundings out of hand..."

In the seventh generation, there seemed to be some such thoughts.

Or Grandma Xenoa, who was also completing the Walt family training.

Apparently, the seventh generation was taking over and disallowing what was likely to be disposed of due to civil commotion.

I guess that makes the periphery convenient too.

(That's right... you guys, don't make too much noise!

My breath is getting rough.

No physical problems, but mental fatigue is noticeable.

That's also because the treasure balls keep taking away their magic!

My mentor, Mr. Zelfie, is a little spooked when he looks at me.

"You don't have more strength than I thought. If that's the case, we'll be out there and getting rid of the demons. Let's do this for a while, while we train."

"Oh, no... if possible, go outside immediately and exorcise the demons..."

I disagree with Mr Zelfie, but Nowem seems to agree.

"Right. You can't force it, and above all, Lord Lyell's safety is paramount. I've been through these kinds of work, and I'll do my best."

When Nowem announces his participation, the treasure balls make a scene.

"Stop! Because Nowem doesn't have to do that!

"Lyell, look, good luck! Because Nowem worries!

"Boulders are descendants of my sister. It's done, isn't it? But you can't let a boulder do this job. '

"Show me your guts! In front of a girl, though it would be a man who can't!

First, second, third, fourth generation -.

(Oh, because you guys make a scene...)

But it doesn't end here.

"You're still going to let me! I'm sure you've had enough! What's the point of letting this continue!

Calm down. It's safe. You should welcome it the other way around. '

The sixth generation is controlled by the fifth.

'How could you do this... you should still beat up your stupid son! And then you guys don't make too much noise! Though Lyell would seem spicy!

The seventh generation also seems excited.

I'm glad you're angry for me. But let me say it at the same time.

(Please be quiet!!)

It was just groove cleaning, but the difficulty had increased because of your ancestors.