Soul Eater of the Rebellion

I approach the adventurers named Desert Eagle. I will not lay my hands on weapons. Slowly, gently, pack the distance from the target.

I can fight back as self-defense if you slash me from the other side. If you can run away with barometric pressure, that's fine.

Though the other leader has lagged behind once, he has managed to stay on the spot, worrying about the eyes of others. It was when I was thinking about something that wouldn't just pull my hips sword out, etc. in return for someone staring at me hatefully.

"You guys, what are you doing there!

A new bunch comes in with such a voice. What you're wearing belongs to a familiar canary regular soldier, probably a guard at the castle gate.

I know you've noticed the noise and rushed, but it might be 'Desert Eagle' and Guru in time. That thought was a sign of the sharp decline in my rating of a city called Berca.

And the captain of the guard and the stubborn man walked over and let out his anger with a rugged face. To me - not to 'Desert Eagle'.

"You again! How many times do I know not to make a scene here!?

There was no acting color in the guard's bitter voice, and the power to stare at the adventurers was real. The guard covers the lower half of his face with a rich beard (oh), which makes it extra powerful.

The leader of The Desert Eagle, who was confronting me, looked awesome and obviously frightened by a strong (frightened) guard, but he nevertheless raised his face and began to argue.

"We're looking for an elf criminal who was stripping 'Desert Eagle'! Arrangements should also be coming around from the government. Hands out, mouths out, all useless!

"What's 'None Useless'!

When the thunderbolt sounds, the tin whispers a small "hiccup". The reaction was natural, and my tympanic membrane was trembling.

Whether the good ears of the elves have become a vendetta, Renamaria is also rarely faced.

Such a reaction from us, the guards were sharply stuffed in 'Desert Eagle'.

"The arrangements are really coming around, but that's not why you guys can do whatever you want! If you're an adventurer, hunt for demons without impersonating the official constitution!

"Are you going to expose me to 'Desert Eagle'!? You just have to do that."

"Eagle, Eagle, shut up, there's a threesome borrowing executive authority! If you're going to discredit Berca any more, you're the criminals!

That's how the guards get rid of the six-man. After watching the whole thing, I was surprised that "Desert Eagle" had retreated lightly - well, the response was different from dealing with the rest of us (roughly) versus the guards, naturally. You can't point a sword at a regular soldier.

And the guard who got rid of the adventurers walked over here looking sorry.

"You guys, it was a disaster early on."

That's how the guard grins at the grin and mainly at the suzume. I guess I was careful not to scare the kid.

His face is strong (frightened), but he seems like such a good person - although the smile he floated felt like a grey bear (grizzly) found a hive.

With that in mind, I thank the guards.

"Thank you for your help"

Then he raised his right eyebrow with a face that looked unexpected over there. Over there, maybe he predicted an evil response from my atmosphere.

The guard immediately gave up his expression, waving his hands left and right as he panicked.

"No, no, you don't have to thank me. It's our job to keep travelers safe."

After that, the guard sees the direction 'Desert Eagle' has left and adds bitterly.

"It's our job to take control of these people. After the" Silver Star "disappeared, the" Desert Eagle "changed a lot."

"'Silver Star', is it?

"Oh, don't you know 'Silver Star'? An adventurer or a mercenary to see the brave things on your hips? As much as I've heard rumors that you've broken up already - haha, you, you've never seen Berca before"

"Yes, I didn't even know 'Silver Star' or 'Desert Eagle' until just now"

"I see, I see"

As convinced, the guard nodded loudly, continuing his words with gestures.

"Both Silver Star and Desert Eagle belong to the City's Adventurer Alliance. As I said now, the 'Silver Star' has already been dissolved, but both are large areas with more than twenty constituents, besides everyone's arms stand. The Alliance's staff had a reputation for not being able to speak to these two."

Hit the other person's mouth with information.

Summarizing the story of the strong (frightened) guard looks like this:

Berca has a lot of Adventurer Alliance influence in relation to the use of Adventurer power in urban defense. This is similar to Ishka.

So, two parties that had great power in that guild were Silver Star and Desert Eagle. They said that the two were roughly equal in number, strength, and merit of the constituents, and that it was a relationship that poked a corner (of) with something. The leader of "Silver Star" had a strong sense of justice, and the leader of "Desert Eagle" was the type who chose no means for the purpose, and the leaders didn't sleigh with each other, apparently.

However, it is also true that this rivalry between the two had become a vitality for the Berca Guild, with the two racing to take the lead, such as when the demons of the desert came and fought hard to defend the city. As a result, residents' support was also high, and the two parties continued to be symbols of a city called Berca for a long time, he said.

That equilibrium collapsed a few months ago. The main members of the "Silver Star" who went out to investigate the desert's untouched areas were wiped out. To be precise, they say death hasn't been confirmed yet, but if those used to desert adventures don't come back for months, it's hard to think of anything other than death.

All of the top leaders, including leaders, are named for the non-returning members, and only those who remain in Berca will not be able to retain a great A-rank. Together, the remaining members did not mean a single rock, and in the end, the A-rank party, Silver Star, came to the conclusion of dissolution.

As a result, the power of the only remaining A-rank party, Desert Eagle, doubles. There has also been a significant increase in the number of constituents, a few of whom use the name 'Desert Eagle' to behave tyrannically - that was what the guards told me.

"'Desert Eagle' and some of the ancient ginseng figured out a lot of things, but the younger ones are no different from the ones just now. Your elf daughter should be careful. If you have any problems, you can always count on us. From what I've seen, you guys don't seem to be working out for them."

After that, when the guard turned to his face, he offered his expression once again.

"Thank you, let's say we do our original job - young people, welcome to Berca. It's a good story about bugs, but I don't want you to think those guys just now are everything in Berca. This is a city full of dreams, money, and greed, not after the coming, but after the departing. Whatever your purpose is, I hope it does in this city."

Later, Lunamaria was interviewed again, but when it came to its contents, he was questioned about his name and whether the sage's robe was authentic, only to be asked where he would stay in Berca at the end.

I was worried by other personnel that the arrangement was coming around, but the guard said, it doesn't belong to the murderer, it doesn't matter at all. In general, he laughed at what world there were arrangers walking around in sage robes.

Finished the investigation. We're dropped off by the guards and set foot on the main street. As soon as possible, the streets of Berca, flooded with large numbers of humans, jumped into view.

There's an armed adventurer, there's a bard playing an instrument, there's a merchant flirting with an outdoor shop, is it a liquor store discount or is it that of a whorehouse that speaks to a man on the road in an inflammatory costume?

Together, he sees the streets so vibrant that he finds them strange, and he looks around just about in a way that the tin is surprised. Even from a suzume that knows the bustle of Ishka and the Wang capital before the Warcraft Rampage (Stampede), the prosperity of Berca must be impressive.

As I mentioned a little before, the Catalan Desert, which extends west of Berca, is a major habitat for demons, as well as a source of countless wealth producing such as gold and silver, salt, fragrance oils and spices.

The riches of the desert that suck and suck and suck. The lively sight in front of him was said to be a terminal proof left of the value of such a Catalan desert.

"Master, what will you do after this?

"We're headed to the inn for now. I'll rendezvous with Ilia there - and suzume!

Suzume, who was walking ahead intrigued by the crowd wave, rushed to reach out and attract the girl's body.

Po Sun, and the tin that subsided in my arm, lowered his head with both hands even his corner cover hat.

"Oh, I'm sorry, thank you!

"You're welcome. Just in case, let's hold hands so we don't fall off"

So when I offered him my left hand, Suzume was squeezing his eyes as confused, but eventually he shook my hand with the forehead.

"If that's the case, so am I."

Renamaria, listening to the conversation, pinches the edge of my sunscreen jacket (cape) a little. Failure to try to hold an empty right hand would be a consideration for the swordsman's dominant hand.

Now it was my turn to blink the eye, not the scratch.

At the end of his gaze, Renamaria is tilting her neck like "even if there's something wrong" with her clear face. I flickered my mouth to say something - I couldn't think of anything in the end, so I kept my mouth shut.

The three of us then arrive at the Inn, where we previously stayed with Ilia, for a few minutes to solidify and travel.

Once inside, a strange gaze was directed from there. Well, I can't help it because it's not the kind of inn where adventurers stay.

It's just that my husband at the reception seemed to remember my face, and he's earing at one of the employees in some way. When I saw that employee rushing up the stairs, I guess he went to get Ilaria.

The anticipation had been met, and it was not long before Ilia had gone down the stairs as she had panicked. As far as I can see, he is not looking injured, he is energetic himself.

and one girl from behind that Ilia showed herself with a tense face. The years are better than the stings, probably as good as the seals. What you're wearing is cleric clothing from the Law God.

I'm pretty sure you know Ilia because she's pointing at me and talking about something... well, who is it? I thought it was a friend made of the temple during the gathering of information, but I don't even think Ilia would introduce me to a normal friend.

I approached Ilaria, feeling the smell of trouble.

In conclusion, the girl was a childhood tamer in Ilia. In other words, he is a resident of the village of Merte. He was also a childhood tamer for Lars and was sold as a slave for life and suffering as a child, and drifted to Berca.

As mentioned previously, what the girl is wearing is the cleric clothing of the Law God. And on its chest was a stamp (emblem) that followed a silver star.