Sevens

Miranda invited me, and I was coming to the place where Mr. Allett's party put up a tent.

I was checking with Clara and the mini porter, but she said she had some confirmation, so I got to her feet...

"After all, I don't feel comfortable"

Then Miranda says with a frightened look.

"Come this far. You won't have that. If it's true, I should have listened to you when I said hello."

Miranda was right, and I did try to say hello to Mr. Allette. But I witnessed a terrible event there.

Even for me, it's merciful.

"... I can't be that cruel."

"What are you talking about? Look, let's go!

He told the people around him that Miranda was approaching. When the watchman looks at my face, he turns to the tent with a hazy look on his face and a complicated look.

Miranda, look at me.

"What did you do?

"... I didn't do anything"

That's all I could say. Yet the historical masters in the treasure balls laugh...

'Sure, you didn't do anything. I didn't throw up. But... finally, Alette, face to face! I wonder how the girl you dream about is doing!

'To win all sorts of favorable conditions, I knew the third generation said,' Have you found a good person? 'I think it's necessary. Lyell, smile, smile! Smile and shake your opponent!

"I guess not until I know who they are. This could be a bad property. If you tease me too much, I might be like someone's wife. That's scary. '

'... fifth generation, is that about me? Or this is where we need to shake the opponent in order to win favorable conditions, as the fourth generation opined...'

"The sixth generation has done a lot of work. Lyell, don't be an apprentice for the sixth generation."

When I pass through the opinions of the historical principals in the treasure balls as usual, I ask permission from the tent for a watchman with a subtle expression.

"... they're going to see you"

Feeling the ambiance, Miranda gave me.

"Hey, why is this atmosphere? You really didn't do anything, did you? Or have they done something?

To Miranda, who worries me, I...

"You'll see."

That's what I said and the two of us stepped inside the tent.

Inside the tent was a tall knight that Mr. Allett and I dealt with.

"Oh, um... it's been a while"

Saying so, the knight has said, "Long time no see". Miranda also says "Nice to meet you ~" etc...

Mr. Allett was sitting in a chair with his desk in front of him, leaning over.

And -.

"Come on, kill him!

"... Huh?

The atmosphere on the spot went crazy. I suddenly told him to kill himself.

All that or I started holding my head with both hands and slapping my forehead against my desk.

"Kill him already! What, are you having fun bullying me! Yes, she's the one who missed her wedding date anyway! 'Cause there's no choice! I didn't think you'd make it! I can't help it... it's all my fault..."

Miranda smiled, but her cheeks were pulling.

The knight man, who seemed to be a deputy in the room, held his face with his right hand and shut up.

"No, it's a different matter today -"

"- Separate case? What? Then I have to be worthy of teasing! If you're not here to laugh, what the hell is the purpose of this or - Ugh!

A knight who could no longer remain silent waved a knife down Mr. Arett's head.

"Captain, please get back on your feet. It's no surprise that the Labyrinth Crusade, or the way it works, will bring out those who lose their lives."

Mr. Allette coughed up when he was ready to breathe rougher.

"Shh, sorry. I'm so embarrassed.... Well, what can I do for you, Lyell?"

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Allette seemed separate from earlier.

He immediately gave us a crisp look and tried to tell us to sit down and listen. If this was the first response, I'm sure it would have been unconditional and likeable.

But the emotion I have with Mr. Aret right now...

(I don't know, this annoying feeling)

- It was sympathy.

Same, fellow experiencing rapid post-growth mood changes. I decided not to make fun of this guy.

Sitting across from me at my desk, I could afford to pay attention to my surroundings because Mr. Alette had settled down once.

The third generation.

"Oh, you don't ask a lot of questions? Even though it's funny. '

I'm sorry to hear that, but I ignore it.

Inside the tent are beds, armor, etc. that seem to belong to Mr. Alette. The desk placed in the center of the tent was large and equipped with various tools for writing.

Lanterns were illuminating the dark indoors, a kind of magic prop.

Tools, etc. also have a solid set of objects.

The most prominent of these would be the great sword of both hands, Mr. Alette. It doesn't seem wrong to be a business.

The fifth generation.

'You really look more like a Knights than an adventurer. Who the hell are these guys? What are you being an adventurer for?

All I know is, some Knights. And it's about acting as an adventurer to build the power of the next generation and saying that if your income and expenditure are in black, you don't really care about the rewards.

Miranda explains the situation to Alette.

"An adventurer named Albano, in fact, could tell by asking Mr. Aretto, He said he wanted us to stay out of our way."

Mr. Alette was nodding when he heard it.

"I thought I'd talk to you tomorrow. Well, I guess Albano... punished him for a fight with Crate. Sometimes it's good medicine."

The language feels rough somewhere, but I got the gentle impression.

Mr. Allett tells us what's going on.

"We're adventurers, but if we go back to the country, we're knights. It's odd that I'm here to train samurai, but I'm here in Baim to gain experience. It's like a tradition. We work out in action, and we earn our own money."

I'm telling you like a joke, but the fourth generation in the treasure ball was reacting.

"Good, that's good."

Alette explains Albano and the others as she talks about herself.

"For various reasons, I think we have a good relationship with the Albanos. In fact, you can rely on reconnaissance, enemy defense, and trap removal. There's nothing we can't do, but we're gonna leave it to you."

Apparently, it is true that Mr Albano and the others said they had permission, etc.

It's Miranda who seems a little dissatisfied.

"I mean, do you want them to get ahead of you and stay out of the way? Do they take away the delicious part?"

Mr. Alette laughs bitterly.

"Don't say that. Besides, I want to free up to the fifth basement floor as soon as possible and put in a party I attended on an ad hoc basis. You can do whatever you want at your own risk after that."

Hearing that, Miranda narrowed her eyes.

"... putting an unauthorized party in the labyrinth?

Mr. Alette laughs, even when Miranda stares at her. If only I hadn't had the unfortunate image earlier, I would have thought it was someone I could count on.

Yes, I wanted to think.

"Down to the fifth basement. You gave me an escort because of this, but you'd be dissatisfied if you didn't make money. Besides, being here indirectly means being an adventurer that we recognize. I don't often get pulled off by bad mistakes."

I guess you're not saying there will never be.

"Should we, basically, continue after Mr. Albano and the others?

Mr. Allette shook his head to the side.

"They're releasing us to the third basement floor. Apparently, it's because we haven't figured out if it's the type of labyrinth that defeated the boss but will resurrect, or will never appear again. Ask Albano and the others to check the area. It's a pretty dangerous job. I don't think it's fair if you think it's delicious."

It's good to move on, but you seem to be telling me it's dangerous. I'm guessing Alette acknowledges the strength of the Albanos jumping into such a dangerous place.

For me now that I'm in a position to learn how to participate for the first time, and how to do it in Baym, it doesn't make sense to argue here.

I smile.

"Okay. Avoid disturbing or annoying things as much as possible. I'm a newbie, so there are a lot of things I want you to tell me, and I will obey you."

Mr. Allette praised me for smiling.

"You should take care of that feeling. Too serious is also a problem. When they become highly habitual, they crate into Albano, and marinas?

Mr. Alette to name three.

(You've heard that name for a long time. Or is it a strong habit? Better than Mr. Alette?

Miranda asked for information to find out about the three of them.

"Are those three dangerous? If I could, I'd like a lot of information?

Mr. Alette smiled...

"Unfortunately, adventurers, and you can't give me face-to-face information. They're less dangerous just because they have a strong habit. We'll see for ourselves."

(... Don't stand out for that shame after growing up, just because you're usually firm. If I hadn't even seen that one, I'd have looked better......)

With all due respect, I'm done talking.

The next day, I was walking early in the morning to where one of the performers was.

I came with Miranda......

"Don't be fooled, Mr. Lyell! That's a hell of a man!

[Crate Benini], who had her dark hair kicked in and all-back, was pointing her finger at Mr. Albano, who was facing me.

We were just talking about not interfering with each other's work.

The same was true of Mr. Albano, who gave a disgusting look.

The party led by Mr. Serious Crate is the opposite of the party led by Mr. Albano.

The equipment has a metal breastplate and a toenail on the armor. He also possessed an axe or a mace unexpectedly, both with the weapon he had and with the spear or sword.

Mr. Albano wears a robe but is made of leather. Aren't there more tools than weapons? I was wearing gear that seemed like it.

"Crate, come on. I'm talking about work. My sister told me to open the basement to the fifth floor early!

To Mr. Albano, who looked ungrateful, Mr. Crate seemed to regret.

"That guy is really... a fine knight, yet he can't believe he doesn't follow the rules of the guild"

Miranda whispered to me.

"Hey, I think I admire some knight."

The sixth generation is a little frightened.

'Ahhh, you have these things. Sometimes I get tired of taking people too seriously. Not bad,' cause that's not the only way around the world. '

After all, he must be a troublesome person.

I am.

"... no, what do you want me to do?

Around us, from today onwards, the adventurers were walking through the city wearing firearms when they truly challenged the labyrinth.

One of the artists looks at us with an exciting look.

(These guys, they're just like Eva. He's the only one who wasn't special.)

With that sentiment, Mr. Crate has advised me.

"Look, Mr. Lyell! Those are former bandits! Besides, breaking the rules is the norm. Be careful in the labyrinth."

That said, Mr. Crate walked away with the party.

If you're Mr. Albano.

"Shit, you've met hot and bitter in the morning. I talked to the beauty because of it and I got tense...... here we go, you guys"

"Uh-huh."

"But that crate bastard, are you still going to take it to the root"

"Hahaha, now even demons from behind"

Unlike Mr. Albano, his buddies had a worse mouth going further up.

Mr. Albano lowered his voice a little.

"... Let's go. If you want money to play, just get the job done right away."

It was floating, but awesome only to lead a group of strong habits.

I'm a little jealous.

I'm going back to Porter's with Miranda.

"Shall we go too? It's enough to make sure you feel what kind of place it is today."

Miranda walks beside me.

"Now the only person left is Mr. Marina from Solo. What kind of person do you think he is?

I was told to shake my head to the side.

"Come on?"

I just hope I'm not a habitual person any more.

When I return to Porter, Eva regrets knowing there was a commotion.

"Why not! Why didn't you take me! Regrettably...... could have been an interesting spectacle!

Eva, who is leaving a message today, was really looking to regret shaking her hair.

"No, there's nothing to fight about."

When I make excuses, I stare.

"There will be a trigger for everything though! These little piles are bound to make sense somewhere! Ah, I regret it. I wish I could sing a song under stress."

Eva looking at me with a flicker looked like she was asking me to negotiate to sing somehow.

Talking to Eva, Nowem coughs up.

"Mr. Eva."

He smiled, and Eva leaned back reluctantly.

"Uh-oh. Okay."

On the first day, I was going to see how things went with four of us, Clara, Aria and Miranda.

Nowem, Eva, May, Shannon and Monica have left voicemails at their disposal.

Nowem smiles at me.

"Now, Master Lyell... be careful"

"I'll try not to get hurt. Nowem sends his regards to the others."

That said, I was taking Aria and the others to the labyrinth.