Sevens

Adventurers don't adventure.

This word seems wrong but it can also be said to be correct.

In fact, in a life threatening job, it's important to be less dangerous.

For a man in a profession risking his life, such as one or eight bets, is the law.

Such a solid start as my adventurer.

Too solid, I'm starting to hate it, too.

"Oh, it's over"

A week. Become an adventurer and give Mr. Zelfie a week of instruction.

I was still doing chores in the city of Darion.

Nowem is worried about watching and trying to help with the work, so she asks Mr. Zelfie to take care of the rest of the work.

Even women can do it, it's a job like a proxy.

Nowem comes from the Baron family. Because of the rigor of education, there are no problems with reading and writing.

I can do the math, and I'm used to the paperwork.

When I work outside, I get a request for a proxy from my guild.

By contrast, today I am repairing the walls that surround the city.

Carry blocks made of stone without magic.

If you do it magically, it can be easier, but at the time you have the treasure ball, there is a limit to the consumption of magic.

(Plus, I'm telling you you can't magically proceed with the work... well, I know why)

Your ancestors forbade the efficiency of magical work. There's more to this than making my strength.

This is also why it's none of my business.

"Yeah, isn't it a good idea? That would make the rating more than" B. "

"Ha, ha, is that right"

I work in manual labor, I've been forced to practice training while I work in the past week.

Still, Mr. Zelfie's ratings are sometimes low on the first groove sweep.

But in the past week, I thought I'd learned what it meant to get a job in the city.

"A little early, but we'll take the day off tomorrow. I want you to go outside and get rid of the demons."

"Ya, finally"

I was tired, but I was relieved to hear that. Always, with this kind of work, I don't know what the first generation will say.

Besides, the grievances of the sixth and seventh generations have accumulated.

"You're getting ready as I taught you, aren't you? If you haven't already, get ready tomorrow and rest your body. And keep your body moving gently."

"Okay."

"Honest kids are easy and nice. Lyell was the servant, and Nowem was the wand, right?

I snort to check on Mr. Zelfie.

Then Mr. Zelfie put his hand on his chin and thought, then nodded several times.

"Lyell, you hold a spare weapon. It could be the same sabel, but it could be a dagger or something. I'd like you to change your score if you can, but you can't force me that far."

The weapon I use, Sabel, can be poked or slashed.

On the other hand, there was also the disadvantage that the blade was thin, making it easy to bend and break.

A normal sword can be a blunt weapon even if the blade crumbles. Rather, it is often used as a blunt instrument.

The reach is also short, and spears and other things are better if you try them as weapons.

"Is it a spear or something? You can use it for once."

"I'd rather you had a shield than that. I'll give you a hand if you decide I'm in danger too, but basically you and I are gonna take down the surrounding groceries."

The area around the city is relatively safe because some adventurers do. There are also soldiers, who, if dangerous demons emerge, head for the crusade.

Sometimes the Knights come out.

As a result, there were many miscellaneous fish and few powerful demons around the city and elsewhere. Not at all, I'm not saying.

"Is it a shield...... you can use it, but you don't have it. Do you want to buy a cheap guy?

"Why aren't you obsessed? Besides, it's good to buy spare gear, but think about it if you get different things. There are times when you don't have to buy expensive things and you can't use them at all, depending on the circumstances."

Many adventurers use many weapons and fight for the situation.

Rather, even if it's not mainstream, that's the preferred trend.

However, it is also said that squeezing the weapons used and polishing moves is a shortcut to first-rate.

It depends on the person.

"... should we have a sabel for a while, a dagger and a buckler in reserve?

When I say that, I hear voices from the treasure balls.

Second generation.

"Lyell, pick the right gear for the situation."

But the third generation argues.

'You should make the spare a sabel. That way, even when you crush it, it's easy to have a change.'

And finally, the first generation...

"Nothing. If you're a clutterfish around here, you can bare your hands, right?

(At least unify your opinions...)

That's what I thought, I'm sure it's not bad.

"I'll leave it to you when it comes to equipment. It's around the city, so you don't have to stick around that much. If it's your first time, you might want to try it with gear you're used to."

After that, the site supervisor who came to confirm the work was asked to confirm it, and I and Mr. Zelfi returned to the guild after receiving the completed assessment.

Mr. Zelfie tells me that I don't have to go to the bath because I sweat after work but it's not bloody.

"Pick her up quickly."

"Ugh... yes"

Me and Mr. Zelfie headed upstairs for the guild, and they gave Mr. Hawkins the paperwork.

Mr. Hawkins' counter is still available and smooth to receive.

In contrast, there was a long line of snakes at the beauty reception.

"Still popular, huh? Or is that not the problem, sir?

In response to Mr. Zelfie's question, Mr. Hawkins answers as he checks the documents.

He seems to have some thoughts in person, but he can't help it.

"I had her removed from the reception only once before, but many adventurers wanted her then, so I asked her to come back."

After all, it seems to be popular in Darion's Adventurer Guild.

"I can't work, so you put it on the table, didn't you? I heard that kid's parents were executives of guild staff?

"You can't answer that."

I was rewarded by Mr. Hawkins while exchanging Mr. Zelfie's questions.

The documents provided include an evaluation of this job.

The site director put on a "B" rating of "Good" for the first time in my job. Mr Zelfie is right.

Most importantly, when evaluating "A", additional compensation must be given by the client. As a result, rating A rarely appears.

In these miscellaneous requests, the best is' B '.

"You've accomplished your request twelve times this time. They're all 'C' or 'B' ratings, so keep up the good work"

Mr. Hawkins told me to smile and I received my reward.

Eight big copper coins.

As for earning a day, it would be less. Good luck from morning to evening, the average person should have at least ten big copper coins.

"Thank you"

I got the money and I left it in my purse.

Mr. Zelfie is a mentor. As a result, no remuneration is payable. Most importantly, he received four gold coins in advance.

Successfully I get four gold coins and one extra will be paid depending on our finishing touches. One gold coin would be in the form of an introduction fee to the guild.

"It's time for you to get out of town. I told you about the chores, and you can eat them if you need anything. As a matter of fact, Lyell doesn't seem to have a problem reading and writing."

Mr. Zelfie tells Mr. Hawkins.

Mr. Hawkins seemed a little sorry to hear that.

"That's surprisingly fast."

"I'm getting paid. If it's not time for you to go outside, it won't be worth the money. Is something wrong?

"No, Mr. Nowem is serious, quick and polite at work. Even if I was in charge of the proxy that came around on the back, I had a good reputation."

Nowem seems highly regarded.

Originally, the letters were beautiful and Mr. Hawkins remembered that. That's why they introduced me to the job of proxy.

Write a letter or something to match their request in a room divided so that they don't meet each other in the face.

They gained a reputation for voice and correspondence even though they couldn't see their faces.

"If you're tattooed by your husband, you don't have to be an adventurer to do it as an employee. If you get hurt, you can get a job at the guild."

"Hahaha, I'm happy as this one, but you don't just want me to get hurt. Lyell, be very careful."

"Oh, yes."

At the end of the process, Mr. Hawkins circled back as he was and called Nowem. After a while, Nowem comes out of the staff entrance and exit.

"Dear Ryer,"

I also responded gently with my hands up to Nowem, who smiled and waved small.

'Hey, Nowem is cute today too... shall I be able to flatter you, Lyell'

(Fourth generation, please shut up)

Mr. Zelfie tells Nowem that he's walking over and that he has plans for tomorrow.

"Nowem, rest your body tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, you'll be out of town and experiencing demonic extermination. Are you ready? If you can't do it, I'll give you a sermon and a chore job."

"Yes, Mr. Zelfie"

Confirm your plans for the day after tomorrow, and me and Nowem break up with Mr. Zelfie.

The mentor, Mr. Zelfie, apparently submits the journal to the Alliance side. The work of the mentor also seems a lot of hassle.

"Shall we go home"

"Right. Shall we shop and go home?"

"Oh, then I have my money for today, and I'll get it out."

"Really? How much did you make today?

"Eight big copper pieces! What about Nowem?"

"... six big copper coins."

Less conversation until you get out of the room and down the stairs.

But I didn't think of anything. But your ancestors seem to understand...

'Yeah kid...... deliberately say less, stand up man. Yet Lyell can't flatter me or something.'

I don't like the fourth generation of flickers anymore, so I compliment Nowem.

"Mr. Hawkins complimented you. I'm glad you got to work so fast and polite."

I intend to praise you all the best, but your ancestors have a strict reputation.

In order from the first generation...

Zero.

"Ten."

"Uh-huh, at thirty points because it's so nascent."

Zero.

"Yeah, me too?... at fifteen points'

'You're all dry. Oh, thirty.'

"Sorry, Lyell... twenty points"

(I'm not grading! I thought you said something subtle!

But Nowem seems happy with my subtle way of praising me.

He's smiling and holding his mouth, and he's thanking me.

"Thank you. But it's going to be harder for Lyell, who works hard outside."

"Uh... well, not really."

When I'm horny, I also hear a "hold on" from the treasure balls.

When the two of us headed straight to the coin water next to the guild, we sweated in the bath and then headed shopping.

... Later on, when I asked Mr. Hawkins somewhat about the amount Nowem had earned on this day, it was nine large copper coins.

Long time no holiday.

Since I came to Darion, I haven't been able to rest much with all the chores and a lot of manual labor.

We just need to take advantage of this holiday and do something for both of us.

That was going to the realtor.

"How about that? This is also a popular apartment for adventurers. There are also three rooms, and above all we have a bathroom and toilet"

A young clerk at the realtor is introducing us to the property he owns.

As far as I'm concerned, I wanted to choose right away. But Nowem is cautious.

"What's the price?

"Right...... I got six silver coins to get in, and then fifty a month for big copper coins. I think it's affordable, right?

"... can you show me the following properties?

(Oh, you still see it?

It was my fourth case, but I also headed to an apartment that was different with Nowem. The location is convenient close to the guild.

However, there are many properties for adventurers because the average person doesn't want to live near the guild.

The next apartment was smaller than earlier. But it is cheap.

"This one is really worth it. One silver coin, thirty-five big copper coins a month!

The clerk will recommend it, so I did feel it seemed cheap and just fine. It's just the two of us, Nowem, so I think it's okay to be narrow.

But Nowem looked seriously at the room if he didn't like it.

I can also hear voices from the treasure balls.

"You should stop this place."

It's the third generation. Recently, rules are kind of being broken. I hope you don't talk about this as much as you can, but even so, most of the people but the fifth generation will talk about it.

I'll whisper confirmation.

"Why not?

'Somehow, but I don't like it. I guess I'd still like this just now. I mean, there's some kind of wallpaper change... it's just that part that's suspicious.'

Third generation opinions, somehow, were.

"Oh, um... I don't like it here, do I?

Believe the third generation, I disagree. Then Nowem seems to agree.

"Right. Can I check the other listings?

"... ok. (Ha, I knew you'd see...)"

I heard the clerk whisper something and I wanted to know what he was hiding, but at the same time I didn't even think I needed to know.

As a result, I decided not to move into the apartment.

As a result of Nowem's choice and the adjustment of the ancestors' opinions, it was not the apartment but the entire house that was chosen.

It was a rental house, but a fairly large one.

Care is required, but eight silver coins are used as down payment, and 65 large copper coins are used each month. It is a house that seems wide and still good with hands.

There are not many houses in the neighborhood, and there is no atmosphere that is likely to increase... On the contrary, they're decreasing.

"It was for a limited time, but in two years we might be moving by then, and it was just fine, Master Lyell"

"Ugh, yeah...... but the apartment is closer to the guild, and I feel like it was good?

I don't have much luggage, etc., so the move is likely to be over soon.

We could have asked the vendor to clean it, but Nowem and I started cleaning it ourselves because it was our own house.

It was a house that had been designated a redevelopment area and was to be demolished two years later.

As a result, there are not many houses around.

Not to say not at all, but it is a somewhat lonely residential neighborhood due to the scale of Darion. After redevelopment, what can we do here?

"Your neighborhood seems to be just as adventurers. It's the same thing to think about."

Yes, and there are many adventurers in the neighborhood.

For a limited time, the price was low for the property.

I got a big house with a bathroom and a bathroom. I have no complaints. But the reason your ancestors chose this place was a little terrible.

"No matter how noisy this is, it won't annoy the neighborhood!

This is it.

In them, marrying Nowem is a matter of decision. I mean, we just chose this place to be a couple.

(Can you do that while you guys are watching me!