Sevens

- A narrow alley in Baim.

Walking there were Miranda and Shannon.

Shannon, who looked anxious, was walking grabbing the hem of Miranda's coat walking in a narrow alley unlike the front street.

Shannon, walk a little faster.

"I can't. It's dirty, and this place feels... dangerous!

Narrow and dark, through a street like that, the pleasure zone was spreading. Time is before noon and there are not many people on the street.

Shannon gathers a variety of information with his demonic eyes when he looks around.

The blind Shannon was the girl who expressed a skill called the Devil's Eye to compensate for her vision with her skill.

Unlike my sister, she has light purple hair and yellow eyes.

"... aren't we in the wrong place?

A woman with a flashy look was walking with sleepy eyes. Shannon understands that he is tired, and the people walking are about to sleep even though the days are high.

"And it stinks of alcohol..."

When Shannon looked at the wall of the building, he immediately strayed from sight. The filth was dripping fine and I felt like I saw a different side of Baym.

(That's a terrible difference between a beautiful place and a dirty place)

Walking out, Miranda went straight to her destination without looking at notes or maps to see if she had been here before.

Then we go into a three-story building.

(... what the hell is going on here)

When Shannon was in trouble, there was a counter more like an office than a store.

When the door was opened, a bell attached and a little girl came out of the reception. The young girl looked younger than Shannon.

Shannon is surprised to have a girl younger than herself in the pleasure zone, but surprised to see her sister interacting with her opponent.

"Innis, is Mr. Launo here? I'm here to check on an example."

The girl, called Innis, pointed in the back as she nodded at Miranda.

"I'm in the back. You said you had a headache from drinking yesterday. Still, are you with me today? You're a cute guy."

Shannon sees a girl who seems younger than herself.

"No, I'm not older, no matter what you think"

Then Miranda tells me like she's stunned.

"You're an idiot. Innis is a gnome, older than you. Then I'll go in the back. Success rewards will be given to Innis"

"Huh!?"

The surprised Shannon was taken to the back with an alternating look at her own sister with a girl a little shorter than herself.

When I walked into the back room, I immediately smelled like booze.

On the couch a man with brown hair wrapped in a blanket and dripping eyes was rubbing his sleepy eyes with his face over this one.

"... what is it, my lady"

Beardless on the bossy head.

The man has an acquaintance with Miranda, and when he wakes up his torso, he stays on his head and turns back to this one.

Miranda confirms the job she asked for.

"So, what about the client?

The man gets up and from the desk in the back, when he takes the compiled material, hands it to Miranda and sits on the couch again.

When the door opened, the girl earlier - Innis - brought a drink. They put it on the table, so both Shannon and Miranda sit on the couch and face the man they called [Launo].

As Innis left the room, Miranda checked the contents of the documents.

Rauno, with his mouth on the beverage served, saw Shannon only for a moment. And I'm a little wary.

Shannon understood that, but so did Miranda.

"My sister. Don't be alarmed."

Then Launo laughed bitterly.

"I'm sorry. When I do this business, I get really vigilant. I'm afraid I don't know."

You seem to be joking, but they weren't distracted.

(This guy looks stronger than he looks)

Even though I was living a wasted life, my body was working out and looked full of gaps and I wasn't breaking my guard.

"... Nowem was seeing someone at Baim? So, what did you get?

(Nowem? Why did your sister tell you about Nowem...)

When Launo puts his head on, he gets a serious look.

"I'm not sure, but I had it looking important, so if you deduce from the shape, the wand. Besides, isn't it some kind of magic trick or something? I didn't write it there because I wasn't sure. And he seemed very close. Anyway, he called me his brother."

When Miranda's gaze sharpened, Launo conveyed Nowem's suspicious behavior.

"We were talking about which way to go in the clan, rather than getting along. You're looking for Nowem, Lyell. Are you satisfied with this?

When Miranda puts the finished material on the table, she hears more from Launo.

"We split opinions in the clan, but you came all the way here to deliver your stuff?

Rauno doesn't seem interested.

"Come on? They're not nobles. I don't know what you're thinking... I'll see you on the battlefield next, then. Like killing each other with brothers and sisters."

Shannon felt Launo react to the word nobility. And Miranda got up off the couch when she asked for the details as they were.

"Thank you. I'll be away from Baym for a while, and I'll do the request again. And then I asked..."

Rauno before Miranda finishes.

"- We collect information on the neighbouring countries that were being requested, as well as information on Bansaim. I don't deserve my reward right now, but do you want to confirm?

Miranda, who shook her head sideways, tried to leave the room intact. Rauno calls it off.

"Hey, I'm in trouble if I don't get paid? It would be ten promises in gold coins. It's been tough chasing that Nowem."

To the person complaining, Miranda told him with a smile.

"I'll pay you right. I'll give you a special ride this time. But I'll give it to Innis."

"... it would be the same if you gave it to me"

Shannon saw Launo, who was very disappointed inside. I understood that he was a person called an informer, but I was even surprised to hear he went after Nowem and was that amazing.

(I mean, why did they even bring me here? Sure Nowem is suspicious... but isn't Lyell the one to fix it first?

I couldn't even understand my sister paying ten pieces of gold for Nowem's information, and Shannon couldn't understand why she was brought here.

Miranda says to sound like Shannon when she leaves the intelligence office.

"Shannon, you've learned the directions so far, haven't you? Remember that Mr. Launo. Because he's a brilliant man."

"Huh? That's..."

Miranda walked out without saying anything...

- Nowem was shopping with Eva and Mae at the store dealing in clothes.

"Ah, this would be nice, too. I want that one too."

May watched as Eva looked at the merchandise.

"They're all the same, aren't they? Different colors, different skins, different demons, different animals."

I had decided to buy a robe or coat for May who looked cold. Eva was finally looking at other clothes.

Nowem was such an escort to both of them.

Eva looks at May.

"The difference is important! Make up your mind immediately and don't indulge. Isn't that weirder?

May doesn't seem interested.

"Because I'm usually naked. I'm just following Fredricks because he wants me to hide it properly."

May is a kirin and his original figure is a horse with scales. Eva, remembering that, asked Nowem for help if she was not convinced and sent her gaze.

"Mae, if you're going to live confused by people, you need to be aware of their appearance to some extent"

Nowem tells me, May is reluctantly convinced.

"I get it. But don't you spend too much time choosing? What are you gonna do with that little underwear or something?

Eva told May.

"... it's up to you to wear it. Or you. No way."

May nodded.

"You're not wearing it."

Nowem also decided to prepare Mae's underwear when she sighed. Then the clerk drops by.

She was skinny, tall, and had a long tip on her ear, so she immediately understood that she was an elf.

"Did you find what you were looking for?

Eva looked around when her countrymen came nearby.

"Sorry, you're not coming to the other clerk because I'm here"

It was true that elves were sub-races and that there were persecuting humans. Now, the human clerk who was nearby doesn't come close.

But the elf clerk...

"No, there aren't many people like that in Beim on boulders. I just wonder what's going on today. Are you busy?

The clerks around him felt like they were avoiding the Nowems.

Laughing bitterly, asking the clerk to get off topic immediately, Nowem asks for May's underwear.

"Do you have underwear that fits this girl?

With that said, the clerk smiled.

"I'll take care of it. You'll be choosing soon. To what extent do you have a budget in mind?

I answered Nowem with pleasure...

In the treasure ball.

I was learning skills [warp] in the seventh generation.

"This is... kinda terrible"

I held my breath and saw the distance I had traveled.

Skills that travel momentarily just a few meters away. That is [warp].

It was a second stage skill of the seventh generation and a skill in controlling space in the same way as [box].

But there are many problems.

First, the distance that could be travelled was limited to a few meters at this stage.

Secondly, I can't use it so many times with my magic power.

Third, it is difficult to use aggressiveness in complex terrain and locations.

The seventh generation, looking at me, is looking happy.

'What, if you get the hang of it, the distance increases a little bit. Besides, it would be easier to grasp the terrain with a second generation of skills.'

Nico insists it's easy, but it's hard to use that second-generation skill. It is not difficult to use over time.

However, it would have been quicker to walk if it had traveled about a few meters.

"If I use it once or twice a day, my magic is going to be dangerous soon?

With that said, the seventh generation was also nodding.

'Right. I'm going to sharpen it. Besides, Lyell has the skills of a first generation, so magic always needs to be built up. Already supplying Monica with magic...... tough. With this, it's easy to break through a fort.'

As it stands, I needed to build up magic for [Full Burst], my first final stage skill.

And in order to maintain Monica, we are constantly supplying the line with magic. I mean, I didn't have to do anything. I was consuming some magic.

For this reason, it provides the same magic to the treasure balls.

"There are many shackles, but now you can also use magic. I think we'll be fine in normal combat."

With that said, the seventh generation has a serious look.

'Trump cards are what you keep. Even if you can only use it once. Use this and you will gain strength on a few steps.'

Sure it can be a trump card, but in addition to the fatigue immediately after use, the massive consumption of magic and its distance traveled.

I've been told, but it will still be difficult to use in action.

Among the skills remembered in the treasure balls, the skills of the seventh generation are as difficult to use as the third generation.

In the treasure balls. In the seventh generation memory room I swept through my sweat and looked around.

In the memory of the historical contemporaries, there were many places where the scenery had been seen with the closest times.

In the meantime, for some reason, I was not in the mansion, I was specially trained in front of Grandpa Zell's house.

To manage the mansion's large garden, I now wonder about Grandpa Zell, who had him working in the dwelling but had no room in the mansion.

"Seventh generation, why didn't you rent Grandpa Zell a room in the mansion?

Then, while the seventh generation was fingertipping his cheeks.

'... I wanted a place to lose my mind. I'll try to be strict, but I can't do it without breathing. From time to time, we had a drink here with Zell. "

I thought I was doing that. I saw a little house.

The scenery changed and when the surroundings were at night, a seventh generation was drinking with Grandpa Zell in a small house. Grandpa Zell's wife cooks and brings alcohol.

"He ran on the battlefield, and worked for me. The man who moved as my minister when he just replaced me. '

The seventh generation, which seems nostalgic, recalls the words of Ceres. And I knew it was because of Grandpa Zell that I received the treasure ball.

"My grandson said he had done his part until the end... and that's it for today, Lyell."

When the seventh generation fainted, I was moving from a memory room to a conference room with a round table.

Morning.

I woke up a little later than usual when I said I was off, I stretched my back and then opened the window in my room when I left the bed.

Outside there was only the big city and people were already moving around vibrantly.

"Well, let's go get what we need today."

He also checks what he needs in the guild and asks how long it will be.

They also offer some horse carriage preparation and supplies from the Alliance side, and we're just glad to get gear and all the luggage we think we need.

"I gave you the payment, and the problem is my gear."

Turning his gaze to the equipment he kept inside the room, the sheath on the belt contained a servel.

The two servels are spares that I had prepared before coming to Baym. I went around the store dealing in weapons and had looked at the product but none of it was painful.

There are also products, but the value is still tense.

When that happened, I had to buy good stuff from a few hits, but then I didn't have to buy it because I could spare it.

Until now, there were some things I could do with that, and I was sending ahead to buy all the gear.

There's a knock.

"Monica? You can come in."

Confirming my opponent with skill [SEARCH], I admitted to entering the room. I was locked, but Monica usually opens up and comes in as if nothing happened.

"Pfft, you're always amazed at the perverted chicken bastards who feel this monica even when they're away. I'll give my body and my heart away already. Whoa, you were already dedicated!

Listen to the second half of the words and I'll tell Monica.

"We're going shopping today. You need to be prepared for at least a week to two weeks. Sometimes we attack on a month-by-month basis, so we have to prepare quite a bit. Make a list of consumables with ingredients, so let's ask everyone what they need."

At such times, Baym is convenient.

Due to the large quantities of goods, supplies will be ready soon.

"... please be more comfortable. Because there are more women lately, you don't often deal with me. Terrible. I don't feed fish caught, sir! But I'll do my best. Because that's me... Monica!

I decided to shake the twin tails, leave Monica alone, who started the play, and I'll get on with it.