Sevens

- I saw the sea.

He slowly sank to the bottom of a deep, dark ocean and watched the light go away from it.

The sea drifts with lots of sparkling, red little light, and there are no signs of creatures around.

When I reached the bottom, I gathered a small light on myself.

Take your time, and when there is less little light, it surfaces again.

Then, a voice was called.

Your role is over.

The sunlit shadow has called out with a voice like a woman. I thought they called me by name, but I can't hear you.

And I said something to myself.

"Now -"

Then the shadow reaches out. My arm, stretched out to take that hand, was terribly dirty. It was worn out, and my arms creeping out of the sea were filled with cockerels, shellfish, and corals.

Palpitations intensified. When you look at the sea level, there's a reflection of the monster.

And the other guy smiles.

"Thank you."

When the name is called again, his arms crumble and his body crumbles and sinks into the sea again. Shattered and crushed, he sank again at the bottom of the ocean in an ugly way -.

- When I woke up, it was still dark outside.

Outside the window, you can see the lights of the chills and the city.

The girl, who disturbed her breathing, moved her face and reached for the pocket watch on the bed table. When you take the gold pocket watch, remove the lid and check the time.

The open lid emitted light and the time could be confirmed.

Waking up his upper body, he took a disturbed breath and hand-paid his hair sticking to his face with a sleeping sweat.

"Ha, ha... four o'clock? It's not good to sleep from here."

With her left hand on her forehead, the girl [Vera Trace] looked over at the room. Instead of the familiar ship's own room, that was the mansion's own room.

It was a room that had been cleaned but had no sense of life.

When I woke up, I tried pinching my bedding. I'm sweating terribly.

"That's a lot these days. I used to see it once a year or not."

Vera has had many dreams. Every time, they woke up.

(When was the first time I saw it?)

I shake my neck to the side, and when I take off my bedtime clothes, I go to the bathroom that is in my room to take a shower in my underwear.

The brunette had long two-sided up areas and stretched all the way around her waist. But other than that, it's long enough to be on my shoulder. A body of good style had beautiful curves.

She has such a body, too, a lot of dissatisfaction. But the biggest dissatisfaction would be a cautious breast, unlike my sister.

(Ha, if it was a little bigger, would you have turned to me...)

When I looked in the mirror in the bathroom, my purple eyes were looking at me. Touch white skin with your fingers.

Even though I spend most of the year at sea, her skin never burned. Unlike others, I've been told that many times.

But I'm not being treated like a monster.

Instead, the sailors were told to go as far as the goddess of good fortune. Whatever, the ship doesn't sink wonderfully when she's in danger again and again.

In the waters where dangerous demons lived, she was not attacked when she was present. I thought it was a coincidence in person, but not around.

Nowadays, she was left with an important ship by her father and works for the house - Vera Trace was also the daughter of a fingerfolding merchant in Baim.

"... I need to go shopping today. I'm leaving port next week... because there seems to be some important loads this time, and they'll definitely tell me to get on"

So she shrugged, and she took off her underwear and took a shower...

"Vera Trace?"

I was visiting Mr. Launo's office with Miranda, and when I received the report, I saw the name and whined.

Holy Knight, etc. became famous for me, but instead I lost a lot of money in hand.

Still, that seems to have been worth it, and even the guild is changing its treatment. But it's hard not to have the money. Future actions will be greatly limited.

I don't have a problem with living, but I needed money on a national budget scale, and I really needed to ask for help.

I had asked Mr. Launo, an informant, to investigate the matter.

Miranda is silently glancing at other materials.

Mr. Launo explained to me with a sleepy look on his head.

"The Trace family is probably the best way to fulfill your hopes. There's not even a supportive adventurer over there, but Baym's merchant - one of the merchants who divides this city. Mainly profitable in trade"

He's a big merchant who owns many large transport ships, and looks like a famous house in Baim.

The strange thing is, do you not have an exclusive contract with an adventurer while you are a Baym merchant?

If that's the size of it, it's no surprise you're supporting some promising parties. Yet the Trace family didn't do it.

Mr. Launo will explain.

"I do it widely, but that's not the only problem. When we get the ship out, storms, accidents, and demons will sink. But the Trace family has a high success rate. They make quite a difference compared to the others. I have that kind of credibility, and I have a wide relationship with other merchants. So even Baym is a fingerfolding merchant. There's no fool out there with his hands."

I saw the dossier.

I was trying to find a merchant who could support me, but the Trace family, while at the head of it, is also the least likely opponent, the report says.

"Don't you seem willing to support me?

Mr. Launo laughed and put his arms on the back of the couch.

"I don't know how to put it, but if it's as famous as you guys are, I don't know if you're going to be dealt with for selling in. Whatever, Zain or Rolphis, if you look at it as a trace, it's a miscellaneous fish category as a commercial opponent. I don't know if it's going to work if I'm going to make a souvenir out of exclusive sales in both countries."

From the treasure balls, the fourth generation seems difficult.

'I don't care if they do that. Monopoly has its advantages, but so do its disadvantages... and I was licking Baim anyway. I knew merchants wouldn't be alarmed. "

The seventh generation will consider other reports as well.

"Is it still the Trace family at best? Others want Lyell's fame, so it's easy for you, but there's not a lot of merit in carrying Lyell in here. No, is it possible to bump into other merchants'

Both Zayn and Rolphis had dealings with different merchants than the Trace family.

Pushing those merchants away, and even fighting with local merchants based in Zayn and Rolphis... the Trace family won't show any interest.

Besides, as things stand, I had big deals with other countries. It's a merchant who doesn't need my reputation or my connections.

"... all the other amounts and conditions you support seem similar. Is it a thousand pieces of gold a year? Separate rates for work requests"

Mr. Launo laughed.

"If you're going to sign with a famous party, there seem to be a lot of merchants out there who double it. The adventurers I usually use will be holding back for a cheaper amount. It's only a condition if I'm going to surround you. Besides, this is a prediction. Bad things can be worse."

In my fame, apparently this neighborhood was the limit.

(Mr. Tanya is right, maybe he appreciates stand-alone martial arts more than his strength as a mercenary)

If you're going to be a caution stick anyway, you're probably a good person, retarded or strong.

Warrior than a military teacher.

So Tanya told me that the merchants would hear from the dragon.

After reading the dossier, Miranda turns her gaze to me.

"So, what if it's possible, that Vera is a child? Lyell, do you want to tell me?

To Miranda, who normally asks, I shook my head sideways with both palms facing Miranda.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Do you want me to take him down? I still have a lot of resistance to beating and slashing girls."

Mr. Launo looks at Miranda.

"If it's possible, we're talking about the daughter. Unlimited low though. Anyway, I can't hear you floating around. Besides, they've been living on ships longer now than they've been on the ground. I asked the sailors, but the goddess of luck isn't a paedophile."

When I heard about the lucky goddess, I leaned my neck.

"Goddess of Fortune?

Mr. Launo said, "It's a rumor," after he said it was uncertain information.

"Any difficult voyage succeeds with Vera - the sailors aren't the only ones who believe so. And so are the Trace people. So Vera is the goddess of luck."

I put my hand on my chin as I looked at the material and came up with the idea.

(If you can support me, this seems like the best place to go... other merchants also come out with other adventurers and mercenaries. Not bad, but you don't like how this one seems to restrict your movements either)

When I think about it, Miranda smiles couscous as she looks at my face.

"With that said, we use sea lanes to the north, don't we? How would you like to board that Trace family's most advanced ship? You can shorten your journey and your return time."

And Mr. Launo.

"With that said, you were just at the harbor. It's a big, fast ship. They said it was for Vera only, but maybe it wasn't a mistake."

I don't want you to sink into the most advanced ship of the Trace family.

"Well, regardless of whether or not we're going to get some help, maybe we'll have a chance to talk about it."

Then, the fourth generation makes a voice that looks interesting.

'With that said, you've never tried my skills on a ship. I have a boat or something.'

The third generation.

'Oh, that's nice. If we can speed up the ship, Lyell can get the Trace family something in return.'

It was the fifth generation to disagree with the two of them.

'You might be detained, and you might be able to rub it, so stop it. It doesn't seem like a problem as long as I try it. But it feels like a goddess in a trace... coincidence or something'

I was curious about the fifth generation of words, but I put together the material and gave it to Miranda. Miranda fingers Vera's name on the dossier.

"That's funny. Nowem rejected Her Royal Highness Princess Anneline before, but I don't know about this one."

Listen to that, while Mr. Launo holds his mouth.

"Was that rumor true? Besides, even Damien in Aramsarth is going to live in your mansion or something... what are we going to do now?

I'll stand up and tell Mr. Launo.

"You'll pay Innis for the reward. And I'm not going to do anything that big this time. Just do the request."

I laughed and said that, but Mr. Launo doesn't seem to believe it.

"I think dragon exorcism is important though. Even knights get away with it... but if there's nothing, that's fine. And pay me for it. Innis disappeared into the rent and the cost of living, and all I had was tears of sparrows."

Miranda laughed when she heard the story.

"I don't like it. Because I want to get along with Innis. And pay your rent or your living expenses."

Mr. Launo said, "It's a hassle. Besides, I can handle late payments," he replied unwillingly and lay down on the couch.

I'm on the inside.

(You're usually not serious, but you're polite at work)

A little concerned about a man named Rauno.

- Nowem was taking a trip to the House of Trace's trade hall.

I had a reference that I had written in my guild, and I was off to ask for it so that I could get on the boat with Clara.

When he was passed into the back room of the mall, the person in charge showed up and greeted the two of them. He dressed in a suit and was a soft thirties man with a physical waist.

He sat on the couch, pinching each other's low tables across from each other. Clara put a drink on her mouth and looked like she wouldn't join the conversation.

Nowem told the man what to do.

"I hear there's going to be a boat heading north. He said the speed of travel was different from the others. Why don't you give us a ride?

Then the rep tells Nowem.

"We have confirmed the guild's references. I never thought the rumored Saint Knight's Party would ask you to do it. It's just not a passenger ship. It's quite well equipped, but it doesn't make sense to just put it on and move around, does it? I think it's safe to board a ship that the Alliance has prepared."

The area where the Land Dragon's crusade request came out took too long by road. We also need to cross the mountain, not very much, but we can't choose land routes.

And on ships prepared by the Alliance, it takes too long. Besides, there's a risk of sinking.

(... Honestly, we can travel on our own)

Nowem smiled.

"We do not ask for services. Because the aim is to reduce the speed of travel. I'll pay for the money, too?

Then men pretend to think...

"Unfortunately, I find it difficult to get the money. This is our sharpest large ship. Some technologies are classified. If that's what you mean, why don't you get on a different boat? It's this ship, and the price is free to introduce the guild."

From the smiling man, he felt a rather strong willingness to reject. Then a knock sounded in the room.

The man gives a troubled look, then makes an apology, then gets up and heads to the door.

"What is it? When you're dealing with a customer..."

I could faintly hear a man out there.

"- No, that's not in my charge -"

Apparently, he's rubbing it outside the room.

Clara looks at the door as she drinks up her tea.

"That sounds difficult. After all, don't you want to keep me away from the goddess of luck? Well, there are rumors about Mr. Lyell."

It can't be that parents with important daughters get on the same boat after hearing rumors about Lyell. So this is how Nowem and Clara came to negotiate.

It ended in failure, though Nowem thought so.

"... No, things are not right"

From across the door, I hear a panicked voice.

"- At this time of year? But now the adventurers who take on escorts everywhere - I get it. I'll ask and see. Tell your husband that too."

Then the door opened and a man came in. I feel a little more anxious than earlier, but my smile wasn't broken.

And the men.

"Excuse me earlier. And this one changed the circumstances. If you're going to take on our request, let's just say I'm sorry about earlier. And of course, we'll pay you a lot of money."

Seeing a man with a changed attitude, Nowem smiled.

"Can I talk to you in more detail?

That's what I said...