Sevens

I sweated at manual labor as usual, got acclaimed and I was back in my guild.

The determination is written on the form [B].

Is it in time, the upstairs reception for the guild was filled with people?

Even Mr. Hawkins, who is usually available, has a line. If you look closely, you don't see an aunt who usually processes at an awesome pace.

Officials I don't normally see at reception were working on things that couldn't be taffeta.

Listen to your surrounding voices.

"Hear that? The third labyrinth."

"Not good if it's true. Lord's soldiers are sent to crusade the labyrinth, aren't they?

"Is that why the Alliance is in a hurry? That's a lot these days."

As far as I can hear the adventurers around me talking, a new labyrinth seems to have emerged.

The labyrinth is also a nest of demons that grow and reveal demons if left alone.

Sometimes, it's just a matter of getting rid of troublesome demons, but if you leave them alone too much, you release tons of demons and the labyrinth itself is a troublesome thing to wipe out.

Inside, there is also a city that manages the labyrinth to defeat demons and gain wealth.

But those cities have just the know-how to manage the labyrinth.

He has partnered with Adventurers Guild and others to keep them under control with great care.

Normally, it is common to crusade as soon as you find it.

Bounty money comes out of guilds, lords, etc., and crusades raise your reputation as an adventurer.

Adventurers crusading the labyrinth are admirable to their children.

"Recruiting and going straight for the crusade, maybe."

"Don't worry about the value of the treasure at the bottom."

"I hope we never take each other and kill each other."

Adventurers talking noisy, but the expression was laughing.

But it's actually a common story.

Between the deepest, there is a keeper who guards the treasure. It protects a treasure that can be described as the nucleus of the labyrinth.

gold, or a gem, no doubt. Some of them are called metals.

But all of them have the magic created in the labyrinth. No, the strange metal that is wrapped around it - a very rare and valuable object.

It is a precious treasure that is also used in magic materials.

(That would have been a thousand bucks if you sold it. I've heard that even in a labyrinth where crusading is easy, if you sell off your treasure, you can play and live for two to three years)

That's what I think, the second generation came out of the treasure ball.

'It used to be a place to train yourself and [grow] when it came to the labyrinth. Do you crusade in groups now'

The fifth generation also came out.

'Not efficient alone, or at parties. If you do poorly, you can grow a labyrinth by being knocked down and taken in in in the labyrinth. Given efficiency, it's easier to crusade in groups at once.'

When I heard it, I decided to remember what it was like.

Labyrinth perceptions also seem to vary from time to time.

What I taught... No, what I learned in the book is that a labyrinth is a very dangerous thing at the same time that it produces valuable material.

There was absolutely no idea of a place to train yourself.

"The fifth generation is also crusading demons... is the decision I left handed down?

When the second generation said, the fifth generation was in agreement.

"Did the second generation decide? Well, it's been a good experience to move people and fight demonic opponents. '

You two start talking about how hard it was in the first fight.

But what bothered me was the word [growth] that the two of us sometimes say.

'The senses are different for people, but here's the thing... waking up feeling? The first time I went through that was after all, when I started fighting demons. When I realized I was growing up, I tend to push myself, and I fail a lot.'

The fifth generation seems to have the same experience as the second generation.

'I'm something similar. Well, that was when I had just scolded the Viscount, so I fought fewer demons than thieves. But even human opponents grow up...'

I feel so different from the growth I know.

Does it make your body bigger or different from spiritual growth?

"Don't go through it once or twice by the first half of your teens at the latest. Something doesn't feel right. You look at me and you're angry that my family's grown up."

When the second generation's voice went low, the fifth generation was laughing a little.

'It's a sensory thing, though. Less often than not, there's probably twice in my life.'

When I hear that, the second generation is astonished.

'Is that so little? I've been through this at least nine times. I feel like I've been fighting every day. Don't feel like you were about twelve at first. "

"That's too much"

I've been listening to your ancestors talk, but I'm getting kind of anxious.

(... you know, I've never been through that before)

With that in mind, Mr. Hawkins sounded happier than usual.

"Next please. Whoa, Lyell, was that you?"

"Oh, please"

If I give Mr. Hawkins the paperwork, he'll go through the process with Nico.

I'm probably glad I'm busier than usual.

After lunch out, Nowem and I were supposed to buy gear with the money in hand.

Mainly it will be my gear because Sabel was wasted when I fought the Bandits boss.

Weaponry enhanced by the effect of my skills has been wasted, including my spare Sabel.

Me and Nowem see the sabel at the weapons store Mr. Zelfie introduced us to.

"Low number of items compared to others."

When I said that, the shopkeeper said, "I have no choice."

The Dwarf, the shopkeeper, is a small, muscular man characterized by a large red nose and a mosaic mustache.

"Sabel is unpopular when it's Darion. I'm somewhat popular with the nobles, but this place is often a crusade. I move around busily with what. In that case, a more robust sword than a sabel is more popular. Some knights say spears, blunt weapons, or axes are better than swords."

When I heard the store owner's words and looked inside the store, there were certainly more of those weapons.

After all, it is natural to align popular weapons by land.

I thought about buying a sabel but think about changing the weapon I would seriously use.

"Where do you handle it when it's a sabel? Do you mind if I go around Darion?

When Nowem hit the shopkeeper, the opponent put his hand on his chin and looked up.

"I think we have all of those swords in the central part of Wang Capital... after all, there may not be many stores that deal with them in action. There's a guy I know who does business in Central, and he specializes in protective equipment."

The Dwarves, supposedly good at handling metals, have a lot of success in these blacksmiths.

Most importantly, if not Dwarf, is it lacking as a blacksmith?

"We can look into it and pick it up, but maybe we should go and find out for ourselves. If you want to go, you can write a reference."

The owner told me and I thought about it a little bit.

All the savels lined up in the store are a few hits.

Speaking of luxury, I can't cut it. The quality is better than what I used before, so I decided to buy two bottles, including spare ones.

(I could have served the boulder all the time, and you could have as much meanness as this)

The first weapon I ever received was a sabel.

My father and mother were looking forward to me fighting as a Walt family man with a sabel... and that was the time of year.

"What about the previous one? It's in terrible condition, so when it comes to buying it, it's only about the cost of metal."

I kept the sabel I had with the store owner and paid for it, saying I wouldn't mind.

"But you're in terrible shape."

When I saw the servel I was using, the owner said, "I'm sorry."

Whatever it is, it's made by the owner, even if it's a few strikes.

"No, I didn't say it was bad. I just haven't seen a swordsman use these around here... for better or worse, this is a beginner-friendly city. The good guys are only as good as they count. If you grow up, you'll soon have room."

When the owner offered me a favor, I got it.

I look back to Nowem.

"Is Nowem glad he didn't have to buy it again?

When I say that, I smile and shake my neck to the side.

"Because I can still use it. Besides, I also bought a knife. Even if it's a protective device, Mr. Zelfie tells me he doesn't need it at the moment."

"Right... right"

Whether it's a weapon or a protective device, I can't cut it when I look up. But in our current situation, even with all that good armor, the treasure will rot.

Besides, it would be somewhat different to try on metal armor to deal with slime.

A spear on a wooden shield is a sufficient opponent to defeat.

I picked up a sabel from the owner, and I left the store with Nowem.

On the way home.

On a road with few people, I suggest to Nowem.

"Hey... I'm talking about the money, but I don't think it's enough to buy back Nowem's home tools... but I want to give it back to Nowem"

Handheld is sixty pieces in gold coins.

During the Bandit Crusade, the Lords gave me support.

Most of them were gone when I hired people to get all the food and other supplies. What we have now will be the money that the bandits redeemed the money and treasure they had.

If you thought your first hand was two hundred gold coins, you would have obviously had a deficit.

Nowem, who was worried about what to make today, got a serious look at my suggestion.

When I shake my head to the side, I say I can't take the money.

"I'm glad to hear how Lord Lyell feels. But that money is what we need for the upcoming Lady Lyell. I can't take it."

"No, but"

"If that's what you mean... well, one day, please give it back to me when Lord Lyell becomes a first-rate adventurer"

I wondered how to answer that.

Anyway, I didn't really want to succeed as an adventurer.

"Wow, ok... I'm sure like when Nowem bought it, no... enough to buy something more luxurious. I promise."

With that said, Nowem was laughing a little.

"We hope to have it"

Hearing the flow, the first generation says.

"... Yeah, kid. Hey."

Since then, I have spoken in turn since the second generation, but I decided to ignore it.

"Don't let Lyell's wastage stand out."

"I mean, Lyell is a winner at a time when Nowem is around."

"Not like the woman I know."

"You (fourth generation) spoiled the other (mom) too much. Thanks to you, I've always been called my mom."

"Lyell, make sure you keep this promise. You break it, you lose something important."

"The Foxz family has succeeded in raising their children, haven't they? Yet when you come with the Walt family... '

Listening to your ancestors, I saw the house.

That night.

I decided to use the Treasure Ball conference room to hear what was bothering me.

Both Nowem and Aria fall asleep, and when I lay down, I lose consciousness so that my consciousness is sucked into the treasure ball as it is.

A round table was located in the center of the room and the room itself was circular.

Behind the luxurious chair, you can see the door with the ancestors' room.

A space that resembles a blue treasure ball everywhere but is different in size but embedded.

- That's where we call it the conference room.

The fourth generation of the facilitator asks why I called everyone.

'Lyell's suggestion is to hold a meeting, but you have a few questions to ask. Well, what do you want to hear?

The fourth generation wearing glasses has asked me to look at me and state the agenda while correctly positioning my glasses at my fingertips.

So I...

"No, I have a few details, but there was one thing that bothered me before that."

"What?

The fourth generation tells me what I care about as I remember today's second- and fifth-generation conversation.

"Um... what about 'Growth'"

With that said, the faces that showed interest have embarked on themselves.

The first generation starts talking to block my words.

'That's right, it's growth! Lyell, how many times have you been through this? There's less magic in the boulders, and your health is subtle. Other aspects, even as critical points, are physical... what do you mean?

Speaking to the second generation, where the first generation was nearby, the second generation answered after tongue-in-cheek.

'Physical specs are low. As far as magic and sword skills go, Lyell is the type of person who has to survive the technique.'

I was told I was the technique type, but I didn't think so myself.

The third generation tells me.

'I thought when I used two servels, isn't Lyell's growth the type of technology-specific? Look, there's not much of a type of enhancement.'

The sixth generation was also nodding.

'There you are. That type is awesome when you stretch your strengths and make them work in your specialty, so Lyell is in that direction too -'

I scream out loud because my type keeps going.

"Listen to me! Or is it growth or something? I don't know if they say it's a feeling or something, and it's not like physical or mental growth?

Hearing that, the look on everyone's face was flashing.

My grandfather, the seventh generation, grabbed my shoulders and checked.

"La, Lyell!

"Yes?"

"You were fifteen, weren't you? Skills are also immature but expressed. So I'll make sure... have you ever experienced growth before? When you wake up in the morning, you feel different, your body's clearly different... oh, remember! It's like being reborn, that unique feeling!

That's what I try to remember, but I've never experienced anything like a rebirth before.

The first generation also gets confirmation from me.

'No, look... if it's normal, it's just living, like this... pikeen! You get a feeling like that, don't you? I was like that the third time or the fourth time. "

They all had that look on their faces like they were even looking at me when I couldn't believe it.

But I never had that experience.

".................. no"

When I said that, the seventh generation was making my mouth pucker.

The fifth generation asks calmly.

'Lyell, I hear you've been treated cold since you were ten, but on what level? You were educated, weren't you?

That's what they said, and I answered honestly.

"Yes, I read all the books you gave me."

Listen to my response, everyone on the spot gets confused.

"Hey, come on!!"

'Oh, what... Lyell, you used magic in that state! Or can you use it!

"How should I judge this?!?"

'Hey, no wow... I just gave you a book. Education or something, never wow...'

'You were watching sweetly. Everyone in this room. Including Lyle, I didn't know what was going on. "

"I've grown up at least twice before I used magic on Lyell's level, too."

"... if I could beat my son up with this hand."

Looking at how I'm doing with everyone, apparently I'm in a pretty bad situation.

The ancestors sat in their seats and asked me to tell them more accurately than before.

The fourth generation divides again.

"Lyell, why don't you talk to me... how have you lived since you were ten?

I'll talk as much as I can remember.

Being basically alone since I was about ten years old.

Meals are also basically transported to the room.

Basically, there was no conversation, and the teacher gave me a book...

At that stage of talking, I hold my head down.

"Oh, that? This is crazy...... right?

Everyone was nodding.

Pretty much. If you lived normally until you were ten, you'd probably notice... '

When the fifth generation comes up with it, the first says.

"I thought it was the monster who did it? Is this the kind of monster that changes the atmosphere and the situation around us? But isn't it strange that Lyell hasn't grown? Once or twice, even if you live normally '

Once or twice.

It doesn't seem strange the number of times I've lived through it.

The fourth generation says, exhaling.

'Lyell... let's correct what I said about less magic. I thought there was something else I wanted to ask you. Shall I ask you first?'

Listen to the fourth generation, and I'll take care of it.

"No... the..."

The second generation looked at me and was on guard.

I thought you said something terrible. He looks like that.

"Ko, now what?

I...

"What am I going to do now?

The look on everyone's face was frightening.