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(8) Adventurer Registration
As she headed to the town of Taro, closest to Filomena's house, Sigel was saddened that there was nothing she could do to not train herself.
Sigel, who was primarily studying plants in the first place, was used to walking down mountain roads on foot.
However, that was only a standard in Japan and was not at all helpful in this world.
Anyway, we don't just have to walk away, we have to fight the monsters that come out on the way and move around with post-processing.
I can't compare it to Japan, which didn't run into wildlife unless it was something like that.
Of course, I know it's wrong in itself to compare it to Philomena, the brave one, but I still thought it was too impudent.
While Sigel was thinking about that, Philomena was impressed in a good way.
Philomena fights with a lot of care because she heard she didn't have any experience fighting monsters in advance.
But the first battle was Sigel, who handled the beginner roundup, but the second time he was able to keep his eyes pretty close to his surroundings.
And during the third battle we just fought, we barely acted in Philomena's way, at least.
In addition, the dismantling, which some people may dislike, was also more like proceeding and doing from themselves, without being particularly reluctant.
There's a good reason for this, and Sigel has been out hunting with Matagi people on a little edge.
That's when I saw the animals dismantled.
That's why ugliness such as putting back what is a tough hand to follow (?) was able to help with the process from the outset without exposure.
That's how Sigel and Filomena took about four hours from home to reach the town of Taro, while also doing the event of the first battle.
In order to get into town, I needed to go through the interrogation, but I was able to get by without an event like the one that often happens.
Definitely thanks to Filomena, who was following me with her.
"- What's the matter, look at me like that?
Filomena called out that way to Sigel, who was feeling subtle about whether she should be happy to go through so well or feel sorry for herself without relying on it.
"No, I thought you'd been through a lot."
"Oh, that's... because you have me"
Sigel smiled bitterly at Filomena, who had said so subtly as she strayed from her gaze.
Sigel knows that even though Filomena is proud to be a brave man, she is burdened with appreciation from around her.
That's why when something like privilege happens, like this one, it becomes a complex emotion, on the other hand, which I find difficult.
For that reason, Sigel heard what he had otherwise questioned without touching on the matter.
"I see. But didn't I have to give myself an ID?
"Yeah? I told you Sigel's ID would be made out of guild?
"What!? Is that it?"
Siegel was distracted by the city and missed the exchange between Philomena and the gatekeeper.
Philomena, who now realised that, turned a jitty eye to Sigel.
"... I know it's rare, but are you sure you're okay? At this point, you're going to get hit by a sleigh just walking."
"Ahahahahahahahaha"
Sigel could only laugh deceptively at Philomena's utterly irrefutable words.
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As soon as he entered the Adventurer's Alliance, Siegel felt a daunting glance.
Of course, the Lord of those gazes comes from the men who were lenient in the co-located liquor store.
Few people have been drinking since daytime, but people are unexpectedly in because they interact with other adventurers to grab lunch and gather information.
As a result, Sigel was to be exposed to sight from a considerable number of people.
(Well, I know how you feel)
Philomena, who entered the town, has already taken her helmet.
Because of this, I'm starting to see that beautiful face, so it would be natural for the guys to get into that attitude when they see Sigel following me along.
Sigel knows how that feels, too, so I'm not going to say this.
I just thought about the later and made my face stick.
Philomena, who noticed that Sigel's face, asked as she leaned her neck.
"What's going on?
Sigel answers Philomena, who has not noticed what is going on around her at all, by shaking her neck to the left and right.
"Oh, no, yeah. It's nothing. More than that, you're signing up, right?
"Oh, right.... that way."
To Sigel's answer, Filomena tilted her neck small, but soon walked out towards one of the two receptionists.
The receptionist lowered her head when she noticed Sigel and Philomena.
"Welcome. … Are you sure you want to register there?
The receptionist, who seems to know about Philomena, immediately saw Sigel and asked him that.
"Oh, please. Rules and such will be explained to me. And judge me for magic."
"I'm in awe"
The receptionist, who bowed her head toward Filomena, next turned her gaze to Sigel and put out a piece of paper.
"Please fill this out. You don't have to write everything, but just fill in your name."
"Okay."
Sigel, who received the paper and pen from the receptionist, stopped there with Hatha.
I don't know if the letters I know work in this world.
Philomena, who noticed Sigel solidifying with a troubled face, became a "oh" face.
"Right. I'm sorry. Didn't you know the letters?"
"I think so. Whatever you think, the letters are different, right?
I have never exchanged in a text before, so I don't know if Japanese is common.
It would be more natural to assume that it doesn't work rather than.
"Right. You were inadvertent.... which, I'll write"
Filomena said so and received a pen from Sigel and started writing, but the only place she could actually write was whether or not she had an adventurer registration with about her name.
There were other columns about the types of weapons used and about magic, but there's nothing Sigel can write about.
I've never used a weapon in the first place, and I can't write about magic because I'm going to look into it.
It really seemed like I should have just written my name on the application form, and as soon as Philomena gave it to the receptionist, she snorted and received it.
And the receptionist has offered something like a metal plate towards Sigel.
"Please touch this one. … to find out if there is a criminal record"
The receptionist has told Sigel, who looked strange when he was offered a plate, to add:
Sigel, who became convinced to hear it, touched the metal part of the plate.
"- You don't seem to have a problem. It will take awhile for the card to be handed over, do you want to perform a magic test first?
"Oh, right. Do it."
Filomena answered the receptionist's question sooner than Sigel said anything.
Although, Philomena answered faster than Sigel, who didn't know how long the test would take, so I don't have a problem with that.
The receptionist, who heard Philomena's reply, said no "excuse me" before going to the back.
And when I came back, I had something like a tool with something like a transparent crystal on the top.
The receptionist, who put it on the counter, said to Sigel.
"Please touch this crystal for a while"
That's what the receptionist said and pointed to the big gripping crystal at the top (backwards?) It wasn't, it was a smaller crystal that was attached below.
Sigel, who thought he would touch the upper part exactly, somehow touched the part the receptionist told him while keeping it out of his face while the bulk became a bad thought.
"Huh...?
Then, for some reason, Philomena, watching right next door, made a low roaring sound.
When Sigel saw the receptionist without knowing what that voice meant, she also looked surprised.
Seeing how those two were going, Sigel had in mind a tempered dialogue with "This is Akan Tsuya" in his heart.
Most importantly, the device (?) Even if we know something is going on, we don't even know exactly what the reaction was.
Thinking he couldn't say anything far-fetched, Sigel looked at Philomena in silence.
In response to that siegel's gaze, Filomena said as she looked at the receptionist.
"... talk to Sigel from me. I hope you keep the process going."
"Or I was in awe. But..."
"Oh. Of course, I don't mind reporting it to the Alliance Master. Is that your job?
Seeing Philomena, who said so with a slightly tender look, the receptionist had a blatantly hospitable look.
Sigel, who watched the exchange, thought it seemed like a hassle, but of course he wouldn't put it out in his mouth.
I am not going to blow myself up with what Philomena is laying low on me.