Sevens

It was Mr. Allette waiting for me back at the inn.

He is also the captain of those who belong to the knighthood of a small country called Rolphis but have an unusual tradition of working in Baim as an adventurer.

If I returned to the country, I heard rumors that the status of deputy commander was promised.

Mr. Alette came to see me like that.

"... I didn't expect to see you so soon"

When I said that with a subtle look, Mr. Allette also had some shadowy grin and dropped his shoulder.

"Neither do I. We understand that we should just give each other a little more time. But I really need to talk to you."

Mr. Alette was visiting the lodge with his deputy.

When she tries to confirm the contents, Mr. Allette invites us to dinner.

"- So. Will you make some time for me? I know it's bad, but I'm really in a hurry. Let's treat you to dinner."

It was Miranda who was dealing with Mr. Allett.

Sitting in a chair, he looks at me and nods when he reassembles his legs.

(You can decide at my discretion. I guess I'll tell her May eats a lot)

I'm prejudging if I'm just listening.

"I'm glad you ate. But our members have guys who eat a lot. I want you to be twice as prepared."

Then Mr. Allette seemed relieved that I would listen to her.

"That's very helpful. It is the same for knights and adventurers who eat well. There's a place to go, so let's have a treat there. If you need help, it's a solicitation we talked about before. But we're not in a hurry. Fate is a letter of introduction, though. I'll pick you up in the evening."

Heard about the references, to whom? Considering, for example, that there is only one person in question.

When Mr. Alette and the others leave the inn, Miranda rises out of her chair and comes to my side.

I headed to the guild with Aria, but I was alone on my way home, so I seem a little confused.

"I'll tell the other members about dinner from me. More than that, aren't you with Aria?

I took her to the guild for Aria's education, but on her way home Aria was a little behind on receiving her weapons.

"I received my weapon today, so I went straight to collect it. We'll have to go out again when we get to the inn."

When Miranda hears it, she sees the door where Mr. Allette and the others left.

"Probably about Professor Damien. Sure, Lyell's letter of reference might show some interest. You want me to write it for you?

It is Damien Bale, a professor at the school in Aramsarth, whom I know and whom Mr. Allett is likely to show interest in.

A freak who is said to be the school's seven jewels, but is also a brilliant scholar.

It was Damian who made Monica, discovered from the labyrinth, a situation that could be repaired and moved.

And now we have developed a load-carrying golem [porter] using a magic called golem.

It's me, to be exact, but I've learned magic from Damien, and I've heard opinions, so it's like co-development.

"Porter is convenient. If you belong to the Knights, you'll want it even if you don't want it. I refused to teach..."

Miranda was laughing bitterly when she saw me with the darkening atmosphere. I put my arms together and keep just a little weight on the table.

"You're making the right decision. Tell me, money is good, but I don't know if it's a little for the end purpose. So, you write references?

From the treasure balls lowered around my neck, I hear a floating third generation of voices.

'Shall I write it down to sell my grace? And let me tell you about Monica and what's happened so far... I can think of Ceres' interest in Damien, and it's important to keep him on guard. '

The second half was a serious voice.

I hold the treasure ball and tell Miranda I agree.

"I'll write. Because I want to tell you a lot about the situation. Miranda, a former godson, anything to tell you?

Then Miranda was laughing.

"You won't even remember his name anymore. Because that's what professors are like. Well, I'll tell the others. Leave it free at night."

I dropped Miranda off at the inn stairs and I figured out what to tell Damien.

(Write a letter of introduction, then... I knew I couldn't take Ceres off. And what happened in the labyrinth before this. Damien would know what it is?

I remember the words of Automaton, who named Monica's sister, and decided to tell Damien.

Dinner invited by Mr. Alette was of good quantity and quality.

Did it also make sense to rent out the room and work for the success of the labyrinth crusade, and Mr. Arett's men were in on it?

I rented out the store and we could join in and have a lot of conversations.

In it, he also meets the knights heading out to Aramsarth.

We're going back to the inn, but Monica was weary and carrying Shannon sleeping. Come next to me, rarely do me a favor.

"Chicken bastard, I'll do you a pretty favor on the way home, so please do me a favor"

I looked around to see Monica say that.

May was talking to Aria about her meal, whether she was satisfied or not. Which was delicious? I didn't eat that! I can hear the content of the conversation, for example.

Eva's was hearing from Miranda about what happened in Aramsarth and taking notes.

Clara is talking to Nowem.

It's still cold on the way home at night and I think I'll see how it goes.

(Did it get a little better?

I put my gaze back on Monica, and I decided to ask her a favor.

"Say it as far as you can. So, what's the favor?

Monica has come out with a small, elongated, black plate as she supports Shannon with one hand and hands on the apron with the other arm.

"... what, this?

"Memory. In this, the automaton has something that can be read written as bissilli. Put it in your letter of introduction so you can understand."

When I take it, Monica supports Shannon with both hands.

I got it, look at it like a little board.

"You should give it to me separately. It's about Damien. I may not really check the contents of the reference. I'll write to you, too. I'll put it in there."

Better give it to the knights on their way to Aramsarth and have it delivered.

I just had something to worry about.

"What can I read to Automaton...... Weren't you not close to the three bodies at Damien's?

You got something to tell me now? If you think so, Monica has an unusual serious look.

"... to boast that I have met my sisters, and that this Monica has come close to a complete body. Whoa, it's not just bragging. I'm writing down the situation at that time, so it overlaps with the thoughts of a chicken bastard."

"You, you haven't been good these days. Well, I'll even put it in the letter."

Just bragging, but Monica would be good enough to send out a letter, too. I mean, I think.

(Monica's guy, there's only three automatons in this world at Damien's that activated, right? I wonder if I don't miss you)

When I put a little black board in my pocket, I walked home.

The next day.

When I gathered them all together and confirmed the request I received, I left Clara in my room.

Clara Bloomer was a temporary librarian at Aramsarth. Besides, he has beneficial skills.

Nowem, and Miranda were present in the room, and Monica prepared tea.

Clara, with blue hair, sharpens and thins her half-opened eyes, usually sleepy, holding her wand in her arms.

The red eyes seemed glowing and Clara felt faintly glowing in the room.

Clara's Final Stage Skills [Walking Library] I ask Clara a question that will be a walking library.

"I have a question about the beauty of the Dungeons who destroyed the Kingdom of St. Las 300 years ago."

"Yes, I have a few theories, but I have a record of being a woman who appears at the end of the Kingdom of St. Las, attracting many men. It is now considered an example of internal corruption before collapse"

Clara answers in a lighter, less emotional voice than usual. And Clara's will is not there.

Even though it's my skills, I can't make the most of it myself.

Clara thinks it's a flaw.

"It was the first king of Bansaim who defeated him, wasn't it?

To my question, Clara is pale...

"The material recorded, and the story says so. However, there are some materials that relate to the existence of others."

- That's good. The problem is, this is where it comes from.

"How did the first Bansaim king defeat the Dutchwoman? How did you fight the kingdom of Centrus?

Asking two questions, Clara closes her eyes. And when it opens again.

"Internal corruption is on the rise, and there is a record that the first king of Bansaim, one of the peripheral lords, asked the periphery to cooperate. Even now, many heavy towns are descendants of those who helped the first Bansaim kings at that time. However, the result of defeating the Dunking Beauty exists, but there is no record of the course"

Clara, who reads anything in a book, reads almost all the books she can read in Aramsarth's huge library.

Every time a new book came out, I was reading them.

Some books could not be read, but only some could not be viewed.

Nowem, who was sitting on the couch, leaned down slightly and put his hand on his chin. Looks like you're thinking something.

On the other hand, Miranda sat back in my bed and asked Clara a question.

"You don't have a record of how you defeated him, do you? Or just that Clara hasn't read it?

On that question, Clara was pale.

"It's a possibility. But Clara Bloomer was reading 80% to 90% of library books with that skill. To the extent that ordinary people can read it, we determine that there are no further records"

To put it that far, things are going wrong with Clara.

I stood up from my chair and held my shoulder when I went to Clara's side.

"That's it. Let's put Clara to bed on the side."

When Monica puts a pillow on the couch in the room, I put Clara to bed there. It's small, so it's not bitter to hold it up.

I have checked several times, but the answer is still the same.

I'm sleeping, Clara, looking at Nowem and Miranda in my room.

"Now, do you not have a record of defeating the Dunking Beauty, or did you not even need to record it... which do you think?

To my question, Miranda reassembled her legs.

"Come on, what do you think? Ma, even if it's with Ceres to bring in a man, I can't say that his strength is the same as that of the then inclined beauty. As far as I'm concerned, I can't judge."

Nowem, look at me.

"I think the queen at the time, who continued to commit treason, also had strength. I checked how tragic I've been when Clara used her skills before. I'm pretty sure he had a lot of power to do that."

Brutal, and radical, inclined beauty is like walking down a path made of blood.

I checked with Clara using the Walking Library, but the behavior was Ceres itself, no... more than that.

Talks continued to make me feel bad, enough to stop me on the way.

However, there are many unknown parts about strength.

Even if there is a description of being decapitated, did you do it yourself or let your men do it... depending on the book, I can't say for sure with Clara's skills.

All I can say here is.

"I didn't tell him how to take it down," he said. If you didn't have to tell him, fine, but don't even feel manipulative. "

I'm in the mood to complain to King Bansaim, who didn't keep a record at the time.

However, within the treasure balls, the historical masters have already made them curse.

'It's useless, isn't it? This is why I can't trust a royal human being. "

'It's suspicious, isn't it? At least the end of a dumping beauty who tormented a lot of people...... I don't think it's weird to stay. I don't know how I defeated him, maybe even tortured him. Or if the other person lives on their own…'

'Couldn't you write, or couldn't you? Either way, maybe there's a backwards situation. Even the aristocracy is more or less so, and it seems like it could be as much if you were royal'

"I learned that King Bansaim at the time defeated him and became the representative of the participating Lords... well, no party or other living, and is the truth in darkness"

"You can't use it."

The third generation puts corrections in the unusable statements of the seventh generation.

"It's not about Clara, is it? They're the royal ones who can't use it, right? Right? '

The seventh generation is looking a little troubled.

"Yes, of course."

That's what I was responding to.

(relying on old records, I tried to set an example for Ceres exorcism, but isn't that sweet)

When I saw Clara fall asleep tired of using her skills, I put my hands on my head and figured out another way.