Sevens

One important thing for adventurers is a holiday.

Naturally, I don't go out and fight demons like I do every day.

Likewise, there are no chore requests or adventurers to take every day.

It's important to rest your body, because you also need to take care of your gear regularly.

Expensive equipment can cost a lot to maintain. But it also takes time to do maintenance.

It's hard not to be helpful in times of need.

For that reason, Mr. Zelfie had been instructed to take a moderate holiday. Mr. Zelfie's guiding policy is to stop if we can't.

If you haven't done what is necessary, point it out. And what I needed to do in advance was to explain.

It's very commonplace, but if you ask, some instructors will hone their skills in action like adventurers.

While I was glad such a person wasn't a mentor, I was reading a book in the Alliance's dossier room where I came to pass on holidays.

I'm just not alone this time.

"... what?

I was facing Aria, pinching one desk in a small library.

He's been distancing himself from me since the last incident.

But this is how we face each other today in the library. I wish I had delayed the time, etc., but since I live in the same cycle, the convenient time for me and the convenient time for Aria really overlapped.

"It's nothing. Or are you really reading it?

Aria points as she looks at the pile of books piled next to me. I had opened the book myself that Mr. Zelfie told me to read.

It was primarily a book written about the role of the party.

In contrast, I repeatedly bring books and read them appropriately because I don't have anything to look into.

"I'm reading it. I like to read books."

I like it when I immerse myself in stories.

Anyway, I don't have to think about anything extra. Because after I was ten years old, reading time was time for me to get away from reality.

"I mean, why are you reading a book or something about agriculture? I don't think it's a book I keep in my guild."

The second generation, not me, answers Aria's questions.

But unlike when Nowem was around, the handling was cluttered.

'In some cases, you go to a nearby village to help with farming. I guess Darion doesn't get those requests because of the size of it. Or don't you even know that!

It must have grown too large and stopped asking the Alliance for such requests for farm work, etc. But this is how only books are kept in the library.

I soften the second generation's words and tell Aria.

"You used to need it. I wonder if even Darion's guild had a time when he was being asked to do that."

In fact, the book I have on agricultural relations was a little old. But the second generation and the third generation who likes books seem to be looking through my eyes with interest.

A cheerful third generation has told me to turn the next page as I look at the book.

'Seeing these technological advances really makes you envious, doesn't it? If there had been such a way, our time would have been a little better. Technology is important... Lyell, it turns the next page.

I guess it's my hobby to read books.

But your ancestors are different.

We seem interested in new technologies when we know how different our times and modernity are.

Basically, except for the first generation, they are greedy for technology and so on.

Around here, it was thought, he was still a lord.

"... I'm going to get my hands on agriculture next time"

Aria stared at me as she turned her gaze to her book. This is the first time Aria, whose body has moved, has spoken in this way.

"No, I was just wondering"

The truth is, I was reading how to use magic for agriculture.

It may be said that the techniques of using magic and enriching life are polished daily. But there are also implicit rules there.

You must never finish one job with magic alone, that's the decision.

This seems like a futile rule, but I thought you were thinking about spending magic.

Wizard... Especially for those who use magic only as a weapon, the depletion of magic is a matter of death and survival.

These professional magic are still commonly used by people who specialize in magic.

I thought it was a decision for that, but apparently different reasons also existed.

Sometimes you just can't learn from books.

I actually go out and live my life and I feel it a lot. But I didn't think it was useless to read a book like this.

In contrast, Aria seems to be bad at reading books.

He looks at the book with a difficult look on his face.

It's not that I can't read it, maybe it doesn't suit me sexually.

The same goes for the outfit, but she is an active girl for a lady.

"You don't like reading books?

"I don't hate you. I just don't like it. It used to be well read, but I didn't have time for that until recently."

Father and daughter, and father seemed to live a liquor-soaked life without working.

In such a home environment, Aria must have struggled as well.

I still don't talk directly about the past, but I can imagine it in these conversations.

My first generation was sympathetic to such aria. Basically, only the first generation is sympathetic to Aria.

"You struggled, Aria."

To that opinion, the second generation says cold.

"You can sympathize with the part where your father makes you struggle. No, I guess I sympathize. '

The relationship between the first and second generation really only feels cold.

If I asked inadvertently if something had happened, I couldn't ask because the second generation of emotions explodes and consumes a lot of magic.

After that, it will be awhile.

After the conversation broke off, I finished reading the book, so I put the book on the pile of books I had in my hand.

I've read every book I've brought.

Looking at the height of the day, it seemed just fine to get back home.

"I'm going home, but what about Aria?

Stand up and take the book back to its original position.

Aria shook her neck sideways when she looked at this one chillily as she hadn't finished reading yet.

"I'm not done yet, so stay home first. Nowem said it would be... delayed."

When I get the message, I clean up the book and leave the library.

The guild is as busy as it is every day.

Because even if we're off, there's usually an adventurer at work. Out of the dossier room, through the upstairs with reception, the adventurer is still making a line today.

As usual, only Mr. Hawkins' line is short.

(He's polite at work, he's a sweet guy)

Red hair on brown skin is kid's head. In addition, you can quickly see that there is muscle armor under the shirt.

He also had a big body and seemed strong enough not to be an eye for adventurers and such around him.

In fact, many veteran adventurers admire Mr. Hawkins by calling him 'husband'. Or don't defy me.

In that way, newcomers will be too scared to get close.

I've been smiling and polite from time to time, but newcomers don't lean on me.

By contrast, the reception counter with the beautiful staff is a great line.

Many of the adventurers in that line are young men.

I guess I'm in line for a beauty reception, but that also seemed to moisturize adventurers doing dangerous work.

The second generation calls it jealousy.

'I wonder why I would do anything for nothing. If you look at the character of the other person, you'll see that he's also the man you're already dating.'

I can't say anything because I'm too oblivious to sex shacks, but I guess if you're just a beauty with me, you're also a man I'm dating.

Late teens, by the looks of it?

When you think of the right age, it doesn't seem strange to be married.

(No, you weren't the right age for ordinary people.)

I recalled that the proper age of the average woman is much slower because the aristocratic age is said to be earlier.

I have heard that therapeutic magic has been improved and people's life expectancy has been extended. For this reason, I have read in the book that the due age of marriage is also extended.

So...

"Or is it late to be not married at that age? It's a property that's going to be quite problematic."

The seventh generation answers the second generation's rigorous assessment.

"Even at that age, isn't it normal? It's not what it used to be.

10% and the seventh generation these days say it's fine if you're not married at the age of a beautiful official.

In fact, in the seventh and second generations there are more than a hundred years of opening.

The values would also be quite different.

I'm tired of watching the line with Bonyari, so I head to the stairs to get off the second floor where the reception is located.

Then a threesome of parties were coming up the stairs.

The young men and women party, the two men have swords and spears. I guess it's avant-garde.

And there's a wizard with a wand wearing a robe, a well-balanced party.

For the three of us, that's a prerequisite.

Those three came up side-by-side, so I avoid side-by-side.

"Oops bad. I didn't realize you were talking."

The swordsman-style man with his sword down his waist seems a little older than me.

When I looked at the pattern, I knew very well that it was being used in, and there was also an atmosphere about whether my arms were good or whether I was standing or walking.

Likewise, a tall man with a spear seems powerful.

"Be careful. If you're flirting, you're gonna hit someone and get annoyed. Sorry...... is that it?

A man with a spear was in trouble when he saw my face.

Then a woman with a cane screams.

"You, not Lyell! I'm pretty sure it's blue hair and eyes." Riel the Fool's Son "!

I heard it and got a subtle look on my face.

I hear laughter from the treasure balls.

First generation.

"Gahahahaha, apparently it worked! Aren't you happy, Lyell? '

Don't even know this one, I nodded thinking, etc.

Then a swordsman-style man comes to hold the woman's mouth and apologize.

"What are you talking about, here! Shh, sorry. I'm not a bad guy, but I don't know if my mouth is light... sorry."

I accepted the apology by telling the swordsman-style man I didn't care.

"You, think more and open your mouth."

Next door, a man with a spear is frightened by a wizard woman.

"Yes, because... I'm sorry"

Looks like a couple of adventurer parties older than me.

There was more atmosphere than the other young adventurers, whether they had that much experience as well.

"I'm [Rondo]. So, she's [Rachel] with the wand, and [Larf] with the spear. Say hello."

They greeted me, so I named him too.

"It's Lyell. Greetings."

That said, Mr. Ralph with the spear puts his hand on his chin and looks at me. When I looked from toe to top of my head, I was laughing.

"That's a completely different impression from what I was hearing in the rumors. Your arm looks like it's gonna stand."

With that said, Mr. Rondo was similarly arm in arm and nodded.

"Sure. When that happens, is the rumor a gusset? Whoa, we were at work, too. I'm sorry, but now you'll excuse me. I hope we can talk again slowly."

When the three of them headed to the reception, Mr. Rachel waved small at the end.

"See you later."

It doesn't look like they're bad people. There is a strong image of rogue when it comes to adventurers, but there are also adventurers as serious as they are.

The third generation was listening to and appreciating their conversation.

'It's nice not to pepper the rumors. So some people appreciate Lyell with their own eyes. Good for you, Lyell.'

(No, I'm starting to act like you guys are right and they call me 'Riel, my stupid son'... well, okay)

Occasionally, some adventurers look at me and turn their gaze at me for ridicule, but others like Mr. Hawkins and Rondo earlier.

With that in mind, it was a slightly easier thought to feel.

"I'm home."

Nowem came out of the kitchen to welcome me back home.

"Welcome home, Master Lyell. Oh, apart from Mr. Aria?

Nowem, who had an apron, would have prepared lunch.

When Aria told me I was late, I was hungry because of the smell from the kitchen.

"It's still going to take a while, so he said he'd be late. That smells good."

When I looked in the kitchen, Nowem laughed at Couscous and said, "I'll be right back for lunch".

When I think of something today, I get a tough assessment from the fourth generation.

"... Lyell"

Nowem's not around, so I whispered back.

"What is it?

'I can't do it at all. I tried to keep my mouth shut, but I can't do it anymore. Why did you leave Aria alone? Besides, do you want to thank Nowem for making me lunch? Just a little more attention! You're gonna be harassed watching me!

Recently, I have realized that this man has been made to struggle by his wife.

I'm sure if I didn't get that far, I might have seen something terrible.

"I'm saying, what's the fifth generation's opinion?

When I hit the fifth generation, I get a response that I laughed at with my nose.

'Never mind. The fourth generation (my father) is a little sick. I took too much care of my mom, I treated her too much... and because of that I had a hard time too'

There seems to be a lot of problems in each generation.

When I go to wash my hands, Nowem calls me on the way.

"Dear Ryer, have you made up with Aria?

Nowem's question was about my relationship with Aria. At the same time, I think I figured out how Aria went with me to the dossier room today.

"No. I just could talk a little bit. Sorry to bother you, Nowem."

With that said, Nowem was laughing bitterly.

"Do you understand?

"If you talk to me suddenly today, you'll see. Something must have happened."

Nowem takes off his apron and puts it on furniture that was nearby when he folded it as it was.

"I think Aria had a lot of hard times too, and mind you a little bit"

When I strayed from Nowem's gaze, I nodded and immediately went to wash my hands.

- At the guild reception, Hawkins stretches his back because he's done his job today.

"You're safe today."

An official of a middle-aged woman working next door responded with a tap on her shoulder.

"Totally. They just keep coming around here. But you've been in line lately, too."

"You can line up a little bit more, but it's not going to work."

The middle-aged woman's official praising Hawkins starts the system of standing up and returning as she laughs.

The staff of the beauty who was in the deepest part is no longer there because it is morning rise.

Hawkins clears the paperwork and tools at hand in disdain to see which adventurers are enjoying their meals today, etc.

After work, it was Hawkins' call to clean his desk - the counter clean.

Beautiful officials and those who came in by replacement seem to be having trouble discovering documents that were not processed at the time of takeover.

Hawkins speaks up.

"What's wrong?

"Ah, Mr. Hawkins... Actually, I'm having trouble getting the paperwork that I didn't hear when I took over"

"Again?"

A billboard daughter with a good face and good style, I suppose, but these kinds of jobs are actually a problem.

For an adventurer who asks for a reception for her sake, the small issue was more than happy to talk to her for a long time.

But from other officials, it was difficult.

Even if you turn around on the back, I have a lot of mistakes, so I also have trouble with that.

More importantly, the father of a beautiful official was the executive of the guild.

Hawkins also told his boss to ask him to say hello about his daughter, so all he can do if there's a problem is give him a hand.

But I hear those environments weren't good for her.

"I'm telling you to take over."

"Mr. Hawkins is not bad. Other officials are comforting me by saying," This is all right. "He seems to think it's okay."

Hawkins doesn't like to give detailed instructions about his work these days, and he doesn't talk much.

Middle-aged women officials don't seem willing to take care of whether they don't like beautiful officials from the beginning.

"It's the adventurers who are in trouble...... so what kind of paperwork is that?

That said, when Hawkins receives the paperwork, his gaze becomes harsh.

"Sorry, I'm temporary, so I don't know what this paperwork means."

The official on the other side is supposed to represent you at the reception.

There were a lot of things I didn't know, even if I had a big job to do. When I say that, Hawkins and the others are supposed to follow.

Hawkins thought he could handle the paperwork himself, but there was something a little distracting about it.

"... where is this document?

"It was in the drawer paperwork"

When I open the drawer, it contains a lot of documents that are cluttered into the binder.

(It's like I was forced to push in... I told you to be polite with the paperwork)

While I was confused, Hawkins decided to check to see if there were any other documents that were problematic right now.

"I'll check all the paperwork in this. And can you make sure the executives stay?"

"Yes!

An official runs out when he realizes Hawkins is looking different.

Hawkins, seated in the chair, checks and lines them up when he takes the paperwork relationship out of the drawer.

"... With that said, you haven't received a report that they're back"

Reminds me of a mentor guy who used to speak up to Zelfie.

I didn't process the paperwork myself, so I wasn't listening for the period. But I didn't think it was weird to be back as a feeling.

I don't do reception at the counter like I do every day.

In such cases, the staff member who took over takes on the job.

While I have a bad feeling, Hawkins is checking the paperwork...

"... a bad feeling is a hit."

There came out the paperwork that was due.

It means that you are in a situation where you are not coming back or cannot. Immediately, Hawkins goes around the back to find the other of the guild cards he keeps in his guild.

Five young adventurers the mentor was taking, looking for six guild cards.

Guild cards that are supposed to be checked in an emergency are usually kept out of sight.

But Hawkins was right.

When you take the six guild cards, confirm their names.

"Sounds pretty sure."

Hawkins, with a harsh look, held a guild card with a horizontal line engraved above his name -.