Sevens

Baym.

As usual, I walked down the road from the mansion to the guild I was used to going through. In the still hot season, the Baym women dress thinner and more radically than usual.

I sweated just heading to the guild and found it really hard to see a fellow worker going to work wearing weapons on a day like this. It's not every person, but I'm just a rough fit today and a few hits of sabel down my hips.

Nowem walking next door also wears thinner clothes than usual.

"It's still hot. It's been a harder day to sleep than before, and Ryer needs to be careful with her health."

I'll be fine. I kept the magically created columns of ice in my room a little cooler.

"Mine's fine. Was Nowem better off than that?

Yesterday at noon I came back to Beim, but the day before that the Nowems also seemed to be back fulfilling their request.

With my return, I will be putting together a report to the Alliance, and we are thus on our way to the Alliance together.

"This one has all the people who are good at magic. However, since it is still hot, they also sell magic equipment that can be chilled, and it may not be a bad idea to buy it."

Convenient artifacts also exist. It instills magic and lowers the temperature in the room.

Such handy appliances are cheap, unlike those that are common appliances. It's cheap, but all I'm saying is that it's cheap as a magic tool.

"The money... no, I know it's more convenient to have it"

If you can manage with magic, you don't even need to have a magic tool. Now there's no such thing as financial leeway, and as it is, I'm going to rely on Vera again.

When the two of us arrived at the guild talking, certain rumors were becoming famous there.

East branch, private room.

Marianne and I walked into a private room where she was in charge, and Nowem was able to hear rumors.

"If you save the queen in Carthafus, can you be king? What, that?

I don't understand it either, but the third generation in the treasure ball doesn't seem to like it either.

"Isn't that a princess there? A queen lacks some exuberance."

The seventh generation seems to share the same opinion.

'Right. Hi. I think of quite an older woman. Punishment game or something?'

The Queen of Carthaphs must have been acting for her. He should not even be that old at his age, and he is the person who spread his name as a princess knight until recent years.

Mr. Mireia, a little angry.

'It's rude to care about a woman's age. Not at all. This is why you're here.'

The seventh generation is imitating Mr. Mireia's tone.

'I don't know if it's a good idea not to look at men's feelings. Not at all, because of this, my aunt.'

At the next moment, as usual, I heard gunpowder playing and the inside of the treasure ball became quiet. To my mind, the seventh generation and Mireia may have had some kind of relationship in their lifetime.

Given the time of year, there would be times we would have spent together at the Mansion.

Mr. Marianne had a bitter laugh, too.

"It's a rumor. However, rumors of Carthaphs have been heard all the way to Baym, and some people are looking into it in earnest. What I was able to confirm is that the queen is ill and hasn't been on the table for a while. And there are rumors that a slightly less reputable adventurer has gained his place in the castle. I believe his name was Lark Mayard."

When I heard that name, I narrowed my eyes. Marianne glances at me while I process the paperwork and looks back at the paperwork again.

"Do you know him?

"A little at Carthaphs. I never talked about it, but I had troublesome skills for it. I think it was a skill that worked for women."

When I heard that, Mr. Marianne seemed to notice, too. After completing the paperwork, Nowem and the others received the reward for the request they processed.

says Marianne.

"For once, I'll make a report. I'm just worried about something."

"What do you care?

He explained to me that he was checking the amount of the reward, looking at Mr. Marianne I was having trouble with. I don't know if it's clear.

"Talks like this are supposed to move local guilds early on. The Carthaphs are disciplined in May, so I thought it would work. And I feel more rushed at HQ. I don't think there's any connection to the Carthaphs, but I've arranged a ship."

Instead of giving the merchants a ride on their ships, they are specially equipped to deliver to the adventurers.

If the Carthaphs story is true and the Alliance headquarters is in full motion, it will be over soon.

Fifth generation says.

'If the guild is in full swing, that's fine. There will be people with arms, so Lark's problem will be cleared up soon. Well, we'll do our job, Lyell.'

When I was told to hold the treasure ball, Nowem watched it. He sees me responding to the treasure ball like this and wonders what I'm talking about.

Or very excited. Nowem himself seems to have a yearning for the Historical Lord. But the historical principals didn't say, "Let's meet."

- The port of Carthaphs.

There were armed adventurers gathered from Baim.

Awesome, they are called, but they are not usually mercenaries or adventurers dispatched by demonic exorcism or request.

They were adventurers who dived into the labyrinth in Baim and specialize in labyrinths making money there.

One of them was a leader adventurer.

"You're exaggerating for one kid for a long time."

In addition to the members conducting the main battle, there were also spare members. But they're all organized in men.

Be wary of Lark, but there are many things unnatural about what the men say. The man in leadership is turning his neck.

"It's been a long time since I've moved a ship. But you're certainly too vigilant. I don't think it's going to take long to get us out... but it was hard to move in Baym."

It's just men's adventurers from the beginning, and it's a party that's not feminine. However, there are still cases where women participate. But I won't do anything like that this time. I didn't have to.

For Lark's sake, I couldn't do that - not least.

"It's possible that he also has the skills to show a high attraction to the opposite sex, or... a lot of troublemakers. Okay, we're gonna make contact with a temporary client."

Raise your hips from the crate in the harbor, and when the leader of the adventurer stood, everyone followed the leader and started moving -.

- Beim East Branch.

Marina was a nigga, listening to Tanya - Tanya's request in a private room.

It was a high-risk mission, and even more so when information came out there, it was like trouble.

But it was an attractive request if you tried it as a marina, and there was no reason to say no to it.

Looking at Tanya's generous expression, Marina signs the requisition.

"... the Alliance will do a lot of bad things. You're not gonna let me hunt an adventurer who belongs to me."

Tanya didn't say anything. No, I guess I can't say it back.

When they burned the requisition, they paid the marina dearly as an advance. There are 500 pieces of gold only. Received it, Marina packed the gold coins into her own bag.

"Well, I'll deal with that little girl. You've been wondering, haven't you? I smell like a beast... and I'm worried about you, but your daughter deserves more from me."

Tanya told the marina to shudder.

"... Lyell Ku... I don't mind if you do a raid on the Lyell party. Other adventurers should have a request. Mr. Marina, if you don't hurry, the prey will be captured by other adventurers."

"That's troublesome. But I don't like the idea of waiting for the power to spread. Isn't that the best way to surround and slap a bunch of people?

Tanya wanted to prevent the marina from moving arbitrarily. I guess that's why I decided to explain.

"You can't pick up Lyell in Baym. As for this one, I'll do anything to direct you to Carthafus. Then you can raid the members you think will stay."

Marina is a little dissapointed when she hears it.

"Are Carthaphs rumors guild related? I wanted to fight you, but unfortunately I can't help it."

Tanya was leaning over. I know you're making these requests because it's your job, but maybe you don't want to do it as a person. There was no change in his expression, but the wild inside him whispered so.

Says Marina, who carried the bag.

"... as long as you don't touch my prey, I'll do what the Alliance thinks. Don't even ask for a favor for a while, Baymax."

That's how Marina leaves the room when she nods her tongue and thinks of her target, May.

(I've met him in the labyrinth before. But now... oh, I'm freaking out)

Before the mighty enemy, the marina looked excited...

- Banseim, which has become Baim's neighbor.

Blower, in the city closest to Baym, was reading documents from Baym.

"... sounds like you're serious"

In front of me was a man who was an apostle from Baim and one of the representatives of the merchants.

"Of course it is. Plus, we have plenty of souvenirs. I'm sure Serres will like it."

When Baym's merchants saw some of the treasures they had earnestly collected, and some of the rare items, Blower realized it was a bribe to himself.

I'm sorry to take it, but I wanted some money now, so I'll take it.

"If you'd let me give you some advice, you'd better not be too interested. Master Ceres is a whim."

Cruel, I'm not saying. For fear that the merchant in front of him would make a statement that he had said so. But Blower understood.

(If I don't see Ceres, can't you understand that creep? I'm sure the merchants at Baim think to a bit of a cruel little girl)

He seemed to seriously think that we could use Ceres to make money if we were ourselves.

"Yes. We are also looking into the area without a drain. So, who's in transit?

When Blower prepared the papers, he handed them to the merchant.

"Let's escort you to the land under my control. From there, show this paperwork to the lord for passage. Some lords and nobles may offer to escort you if you hear of your offering to Serres. Let's make sure your journey is safe."

If you want to use the streets that are maintained, Blower added.

The merchant bows his head and leaves the room. Seeing that, Blower thought about what the merchant looked like when he came back, or what he could come back -.

Mr. Launo's office.

With Nowem there, I frowned when I heard Mr. Launo's information.

"... the guild took me?

Mr. Launo had a strange look.

"That's right. You, the guild thought you did too much. That's not all. Alliance headquarters put you and your sister, Ceres, on the scale. Sure, you have benefited Baym, but the next queen of the great powers - without comparing, Baym chose the next queen."

I chose Ceres, not me. I don't think it's a mistake to ask that. Compare one adventurer to the queen of the great bansheim.

It's just too steep. Besides, I could have pretended not to know.

"Is it just to crush me? Guild headquarters has a lot of free time, too. No, the whole guild."

Can't Nowem put up with this one, either, like blaming Mr. Launo?

"Whose decision is it to trump Master Lyell? Seems to be looking sweetly at Lady Celeste, and Baim -"

- Nowem.

When I stopped Nowem, I asked Mr. Launo to continue.

"... the informant is selling your information. I want you to know that I'm selling this information as a dangerous bridge. The Alliance is going to ask you to rescue the Queen of Carthaphs. It's just that this is a fake request. The adventurers headed ahead are an amazing gathering of arms that have broken through the underground seventy tiers in the labyrinth. I'm waiting for you there. Finally, they're going to raid the rest of us here."

I'm looking at Mr. Launo.

"... the name of the Trace family is ineffective?

Mr. Launo nodded.

"This isn't just about you. Other merchants, including the Trace family, have managed to drive the faction out of Baym. But I guess I won't be exercising my strengths on the Trace family. So I'll crush you guys with strength. Show it off, it must mean something. For several reasons, Baym decided to cut you loose. Every trace family."

Looks like Baym cut me off. But given what we've done so far, there's no choice but to be truncated. Rather...

The third generation will surely have a dim grin.

'... you're not. It wasn't Lyell who was truncated. It's a capital called Baym. That's good. Of all the scenarios I assumed, this is the end I wanted most. For every trap prepared, I'll eat you up.'

The fifth generation seems serious too.

"We also need to confirm the rumors of Carthaphs. If we can truly rescue the Queen, this will be a great thank you. Don't get the means to hold the north side of Bansaim. '

Seventh generation too.

"The time has finally come for Lyell to quit his adventurer! What delightful news this is. Thanks...... Ladies and gentlemen of Baim. We will never forget your sacrifice."

Mr. Mireia closes the end.

"So... let Baym destroy us for our Lyell."

Everyone speaks up. I'm sure this is blood.

"It's been fun. Ah!!"

When I smiled too, Mr. Launo had a frightened look on his face. Nowem just seems a little happy.

"You're having fun, Mr. Launo"

"Huh? Oh, yeah?