Shadow Brave's Readventure - Re-Tale of the Brave

The General Assembly of the Union entered the second day after the first. The first item on the agenda for the second day was the choice of a successor to the branch head of the branch who would retire as of this semester. That's how we got into the meeting, but for the Kates Adventure Department, where the branch manager of the branch to which we belong will continue to invest, it was simply a wait.

"Which means we don't do anything, we just wait."

"Oh. Well, there's actually no one in the neighborhood or in the range of activities to retire as one, because adventurers are rarer, so I basically go to meetings somewhere. In fact, about two-thirds of them are meetings. But the temple city is special."

Temple cities are special. Needless to say, < > has the largest branch. Therefore, the intention of < > will be greatly reflected in the selection of the Branch Manager of the Temple City, so many wooden guilds like Kate and others did not call for you.

"Oh, I see. So, or..."

Apparently, the moment had a glance with Berntaine coming this way. I was lowering my head one. The Temple City is an important branch of < >. It was no surprise that the < > Alliance Master came to decide who would succeed the Branch Manager. And, like that, he sees one lift approaching near the lift on which Bern Tyne rides.

"Is that... the Branch Manager of the Temple City"

"I see. Sure, you look old and bloody."

Kite looked at you in the words of an instant and was not convinced by the old man on board. Shorter, cut hair was completely gray, and a number of carved wounds tell the story of the length of his background.

Even so, it's muscular, and I don't see any old age. That standing is definitely not appropriate for my age either. Ten years younger than the actual age would look if this were the case. In fact, I would have seen it around sixty if Kate hadn't told me too, and about as much as I thought I did when I saw it in the picture.

"For now, if you decide who will succeed the Temple City Branch Manager, you will also be contacted here. Until then, relax and rest, there's nothing wrong with going outside."

"Really?"

"There's a lot of people waiting. I have no choice but to do all this in relation to the agenda. Seniors like it too. I'll stay."

"No, I'll wait like this too"

At first, he said he was in a meeting. I know it's an agenda that has nothing to do with me, but they decided to wait like this for a moment. As such, we decided to wait on the spot and relax for a while.

Well, three people in the adventure department were free to swallow, or to receive visits from acquaintances who were equally free, while at that time. Berntaine, who had come because he had chosen to succeed the Temple City, was talking to the Temple City Branch Manager.

"Oh, Grandpa. Can't you beat the wave of the year when your grandfather stops by the boulder?"

"Ha ha. I won't let you call me Grandpa. But... under the circumstances of yesterday, you have to realize that you are older than all seasons. Don't make me happy about people's retirement with such fun faces."

The Branch Manager of the Temple City laughs happily at a friendly greeting to tear up somewhere in Bernstein. Needless to say, this branch manager and Berntaine know each other. I've known Berntaine since before she became Alliance Master, and we've been dating since we were both predecessors. It would not be an exaggeration to say a friend as far away from his age as a turn. Berntaine laughed at him like that.

"I was surprised when I heard you were retiring... but I was convinced to ask why. It's been a while since I've seen Zelfer's arm. There's no way I'm not happy."

"Ha. Don't lift it like that...... So, what about you? It's time to give up, or what?

"Until this battle is over, I'm on active duty. I can still do it."

Zelfer. Berntaine laughs joyfully at the inquiry of the Branch Manager, who was so called. Until this battle is over. Zelfer blinks slightly at those words.

"... don't die"

"Ha... there it is. This is better now than it was six months ago. If our ancestors beat us to death, that's what makes us look good. Our goal is to survive this battle, right?

"Ha ha. That big language. If it was 300 years ago, we'd laugh... but let it be done."

"Come on... you're the one. Don't die."

"Ha. Who am I telling things to? It's not just a hassle to fight while you're thinking... because can we fight after this?

"Nice... I'll see how far you haven't faded"

Zelfer and Berntaine laugh at each other with a rough grin of adventurers. and that's how they celebrated the reunion, but Zelfer asked in surprise.

"So, no... I hear Puri's lady isn't coming this time. Is there a reason?

"Oh, at Aunt Kuzha's request. He gave me a power of attorney for selecting a branch manager."

"Hmm..."

As I was told earlier, < > 's cooperation is essential for the operation of the Temple City. And < > attaches great importance to the branches of the Temple City to the headquarters of Urca, and always places special emphasis on entrusting the branch manager with the real child.

Therefore, when it became necessary to nominate a successor to the Union Branch, the < > Branch Manager of the Temple City Branch was always present. It was no exaggeration to say that it did not participate in this first trimester.

"Well, good. If the Lord is good with that, there will be no problem. That lady is a fancy one, but she can run a solid organization at the same time."

"Oh...... so well, after me, it'll be a streak of him and Augdyne for a while. Augdyne is a good fighter, but I don't know because he's still in operation... in that regard, Puri is rubbed in the Temple City. I'm also looking at Aunt Kuzha's arm. Really, armaments go up that way. Should I have let the Augudine guy train a little more over there?"

"Just like you were, huh?"

"Well."

To Zelfer's words, Berntine shook with pleasure. As a matter of fact, it seems that Berntaine also belongs to a branch of the Temple City. Instead, anyone belonging to the Bernstadt family of < > is bound to belong to the Temple City at one time, so he doesn't leak into the example either. He said he knew Zelfer by then. And the two of us missed that, but decided to take a turn and get down to business.

"So... Zelfer. Do you have a star on your successor?

"Hmm... actually, just one. Meet a good adventurer a while back. The man brought me in."

"Ho... what about your arms?

"Not bad with Rank A. The other day, while he was branch manager, he gave his name. They've broken the 20-year-old quest... and they're offering to transfer."

"I see. You deserve your successor."

While I'm branch manager, I don't even hate my activities as an adventurer. Berntaine laughs joyfully at Zelfer, who seems to think of such a successor as a candidate.

As Kate said earlier, Zelfer declared his retirement in order for him to step forward. So he liked the adventurer who was the branch manager as much as he was, but was on the front line, and thought Berntaine was a good fit to know the nature of it.

"Ha. Well. I was attracted to that point."

"Ha. Sounds like you... If that's the case, I'll see you once."

It's so adventurous that Zelfer likes it. Then you can try to see him once or so. Bern Tyne makes that decision. That's how Zelfer contacts his successor with his permission.

"... good. They're coming now."

"Whoa... so, what kind of guy is he?

"Not a young woman."

"... you."

I guess that's not how you chose it. Berntaine sighed heavily at Zelfer, who stretched slightly beneath her nose. Although this luxurious zelfer, he still seemed to be thriving to stay active. He heard from Puri's report that he occasionally serves and banquets young women.

"Yes, no, no. I don't care. My middle arm... well, when it comes to my only concern, I'm from and belong to now."

"Dude... where?

Unless Ursia recognizes slavery as legal and still has a large number of slaves, Berntaine is not going to care. but if you say this so much, it could have been its Ursia. Therefore Zelfer pressed him with a slight glance.

"The Church. In the middle of it… at the head of the Luxerio branch."

"Ho... well, again... is that the Temple City"

There was a guy inside who made an interesting offer. Berntaine shows a slight swordswallowing breeze. This is still a place where there is no choice, but Berntaine doesn't know much about the Patriarchate, which was a clan state until a while ago.

Especially since there is a lot of mixed blood < > from that history, it can often be rubbed, and I didn't have a very good impression. Besides, it's from the Luxerio branch of the centre. Let's see what character guy comes. I could see that emotion.

"Ha... but you don't have to be so anxious. The Lord knows his homeland."

"Ho? Where?"

"Let's just ask the person. Not famous, but you must know."

Do you mean to have fun after seeing each other? Berntaine decides so and dares to ask no further questions. That's how I waited a little, but soon that successor candidate showed up.

"This is Shayla Rizanna."

"You're the one who went all the way from Luxerio, the country of Luxerio, to Temple City."

"Yes."

Shayla nodded without any barometric pressure at some intimidating Berntaine inquiry. Besides, for now, Bern Tyne understands one thing inside.

(I see. Are you diving in the intermediate training ground?)

Surely this has the audacity not to be ashamed of the rank A adventurer's name. Berntaine admitted Shayla's arm and lifted the intimidation for now.

"So, I heard the story from Zelfer over here. but hey...... I don't know if you know or not, but the Temple City comes with people who believe in the Great Spirits all over the world. Naturally, there are many interracials. I'm worried I can't rub it."

"Hehe... apparently, there's been a misunderstanding"

"Misunderstood. What?

"Sure, I'm from Luxerion in the first place, but not everyone in the diocese is a believer. Just because the state religion is, doesn't mean it's 100% faithless. It's not like cultural customs don't have an impact on it."

"... that's true"

In fact, Sola also heard when he was imprisoned by the Kingdom of Miniera, but the adventurers he met didn't seem to care about the Extraordinary Gentiles either. So even if Shayla was, I just have to believe it as far as she says so.

Berntaine herself, there were preconceptions to this, and I had to admit that if she were to say so. And here, Shayla cuts a single bill.

"Besides, my origins are 'Sylvic'... wouldn't you know what this means if there was no other Mr. Berntaine?

"'Sylvic'. Sylvic, the windy village?

"Yes."

"Over there! I see!"

So Zelfer says you don't have to worry about that much? Berntaine hears the name of Shayla's hometown and unwittingly convinces her to break her face.

I rolled up the sleeves of my clothes with a written document of my background - an official object issued by Union headquarters - as Shayla showed it in response. Besides, Berntaine cheered.

"Oh, that's it! Heh... certainly not like any of the Great Spirit of the Wind tattoos I know... is this the Silvic tattoo that Ballantine's great father saw? Ha... I could worship you too..."

"Now, are you convinced?

"Oh, I see. Certainly there is no falsehood in coming from the protection of the Great Spirit of the Wind. That doesn't make sense for me to refuse... but let me tell you for once, don't rub me."

Sylvic crest. Berntaine shows permission to Shayla with a crest of wind protection of an unusual shape called so.

"Oh, so, yeah. If you're going to succeed me, you should meet some neighborhood guild greats. Zelfer, I'll take care of your introduction."

"Don't think I'm gonna leave you alone at work."

"Ha ha. Indeed."

Berntaine laughs happily at Zelfer's words. Thus, he decided to summon to guilds belonging to nearby branches and to guilds whose temple cities fall within the scope of his activities.