"No, I'm sorry. Liz's guy, when he does, he won't listen to me..."
Return upstairs with an apology.
I am Liz's childhood friend. [M] She sells fights to everyone without thinking about backbone or anything else, but the only thing the early members of The Mourning Ghost say is in their ears.
But that's in the ear, just a little consideration. I can't give orders unilaterally.
Training grounds exist on several floors in the clanhouse, but facilities vary from one tier to the next.
What Liz has become proprietary is for 'Bandits (Sheafs)'. It can be used to test bandit techniques from melee training to throwing, traps to crates, and cannot be replaced.
It's not as big as it should be used alone, but if it does, it won't work.
For today, we're going to have to give up or have another training ground used.
Sven barely roared at my apology.
"Damn, I can't help it. Master Sparta didn't start this now either."
"No, I don't..."
"Oh, you don't have to say anything. I know. I know. It's not a bad story for us to have Tino strong."
Sven nodding as if to convince himself with a totally uninformed look.
... Well, he doesn't seem to get it at all, come on. If you'll tolerate Liz's outrage, I won't say anything more.
Sven's other companions snorted at each other's eyes. I want Liz to apprentice this co-ordination.
A lot of smart hunters are crazy for what they are. Sven and the others are approximate compared to the average person, but they look very common sense compared to the Liz and the others. Someone please do something about it.
I heard a screaming roar from the training ground later, but I decided not to listen.
Uh... I want to forget everything and eat ice cream already.
§
"The north streets are sealed off?
I turned a blind eye to the information that Sven told me.
The Imperial Capital is also the trading hub of the Empire. Each east, west, north, and south stretches its way toward major cities and treasure palaces, but even if it's a single bottle, it's no big deal to be sealed off.
I heard during this time about the Phantom coming out of The White Wolf's Nest attacking the merchant army, but to that extent, no decision on the blockade will be made.
"Oh, they found multiple 'phantoms'. Looks like the details are under investigation... but it looks like a few of the Knights have been hit."
Sven glanced over his shoulder with a difficult look.
The Phantom's area of action is basically inside the Treasure Palace. Even if one encounter outside is done by chance, you'd better think something happened instead of coincidence if you went on twice and three times in a short period of time.
Speaking of which, there was something wrong with The White Wolf's Nest...
I have no idea what caused it, and I don't get out of the safe capital, so it doesn't matter, but the safe streets that I've built by thinning nearby demons are the arteries of the Empire. The gathering of a large number of merchants also presupposes that the streets are safe.
There is a possibility that we will also have a request for cooperation to resolve it.
Maybe that's what Mr. Gark called me too?
I twisted my neck a little but stopped thinking and sighed small.
I can't help thinking about it. I have a trump card. Of course, I'm not talking about Liz, who threw out one of her buddies and came back.
A man named Ark Rodin is useful at times like this.
Ark has a desire. It also has power. He's smart, and he knows his name. Even command is brilliant.
And above all, people are good. Its party members, too, are just a few steps inferior to the leader's arc but capable enough.
I can move as a commander and I'm perfect as a single warrior, he's a delicious man twice in a grain.
All 'Footprint' hunters are largely prized, but no one doesn't listen to Ark (except members of our party).
Give him command and throw it all away and it'll all work out. On the contrary, if that doesn't work, there's something I can't seem to do about it.
I wonder if I'll be back soon...... I need to buy some time at all until Ark gets back.
I will always contact you in advance when I vacate the Empire for a long time, so I shouldn't be vacant that long this time.
As I pounded, Sven skewed the culprit and banged me on the shoulder.
"You still can afford a master."
Let me smile without saying anything.
Because it's totally human resources.
I'm not proud of it, but my personal skills are quite good.
I mean, preservation, it's a skill to impersonate, but it's been like that ever since. I will continue to do it that way. That's all I can do. Somebody get me out of here before it gets fatal.
"I don't know what's going on, but we might have a favor to ask. I was going to tweak it a little in case... well, tomorrow"
I really don't want my child to bother you.
But I don't see anything irritating about Sven's expression like that. I've been dating them since we came to the Imperial City, so I'm used to Liz's rampage.
Well, 'Black Gold Cross' is an amazing arm with even the experience of defeating dragon species, famous for its very balanced composition and solid arms.
They wouldn't have to adjust, but they would be able to afford the deviant phantom. At least not an enemy if it's about the Wolf Knight I've tried at the Treasure Hall for the last time.
And I came up with something nice there. [M]
Wouldn't all spearheads go that way if I turned the black gold over to Mr. Gark?
Mr. Gark wouldn't complain if he was a Level 6 party either. It's great because Sven, unlike me, doesn't hate the Phantom crusade.
Today I... am confused.
I checked the members of the Black Gold Cross below Sven and said with a smile.
"If you've got time, why don't you do a quest? Then tell Mr. Gark I'm too busy to go."
§ § §
Klee Andrich leaves in a fluttering foothold looking in a good mood.
Henrik Hefnell, the young man in charge of the recovery role (healer) in the 'Black Gold Cross', who had remained silent until then, spoke to Sven, who dropped that back off with a distant eye.
"As always... you don't know what you're thinking... light, you're a person"
"... well, hey... he's not a bad guy..."
Sven laughed bitterly as he scratched his cheeks with his fingers like trouble.
"The Black Gold Cross" is one of the founding parties of "The Footprint of the Beginning (First Step)," a little older on average when compared to "Son of the Holy Spirit (Arc Brave)" and "The Mourning Ghost (Strange Grief)," but one of the young parties responsible for this golden generation.
It is a rare party in which everyone has the power to heal wounds, and although it is not a flashy feat, it has achieved merit and increased fame with a well-balanced composition and a solid standing.
It's not very noticeable because there were two parties that were unluckily scuffed by the same generation, but it's a party that is regarded as capable of targeting the top if not the generation, and there's a lot of trust from the Explorers Association and other parties.
Even though you are a clan master, your party is different. The position should be reciprocal.
It doesn't feel good to be used for chores. Not to mention hunters are important to Fujiko.
"... you should have said no... or what does that guy always do?
The words were overshadowed by fright and dissatisfaction.
I know the general history of The Mourning Ghost.
The treasure palace's strategy is so harsh that it can be called reckless, contrary to the 'Black Gold Cross', which has been steadily done step by step, that it continues on the path of glory in exchange for life.
I don't understand Henrik, but I respect him. There will be nothing fearless in its name.
Except for that leader. Henrik had never seen 'Thousands of Changes' go out to the treasure hall. On the contrary, I've hardly even seen him outside the cranhouse.
To that word of a young man who had just entered very recently, Sven, the leader, told him to forgive.
"No, fine... we have time anyway. It's not a bad idea to make a loan."
Henrik frowned at the answers of leaders who usually behaved resolutely.
"Only one leader left a message even though the other members are on the quest...? Are the other members not dissatisfied?
"Klee has always been. Henrik, you may not know because you've only been in recently. And the party's going around, and so is this clan."
The voice was mild but powered not to allow further doubt.
Sensitive to it, Henrik clasped his mouth. I'm dissatisfied, but it's certainly not a good idea to make a public mistake about your clan master.
"... if Sven says so, fine..."
I can't see the bottom, which is strange to say, but I don't understand.
Having two names, Level 8, and being the master of a massive clan, and being the leader of the famous Ghost of Mourning (Strange Grief). If you don't tell me, I can't believe it, and I know it. It's hard to believe it now.
Eyes that look at people are important to hunters.
It is the accumulation of Mana Materials that determines its power to a large extent, which is not necessarily reflected in its appearance. It's a world where a big, strong man can beat a little girl by force.
Eyes that observe the inside, regardless of appearance, are going to have worked out, but Henrik's eyes really didn't see Klee as an amazing hunter. There is no such thing as majesty.
"In the first place, don't complain when you stop Liz and Luke from fighting over anything."
To the words, I meditate my eyes and recall what happened earlier in the training field.
A burning aura and a war spirit that should not have been, should not have been, and seemed murderous all over town.
I don't think it's training. The bottom cold voice was so scary that I could almost hold my breath even if I just heard it through the door.
Problem child in "Ghost of Mourning". I know the name of "Shadow Out". Even Level 6 certified hunters don't have that many with two names.
Sure...... you can just admit your gall strength because you break it in there and let it in.
"... I hadn't stopped..."
All of the dissatisfaction had not been resolved, but the leader Sven nodded loudly as he was satisfied with Henrik, who loosened his expression half way.
"Besides, you may not understand yet, but that man is definitely... a monster. The descendant of the brave man, that arc rodan, who was expected to be the strongest... is the only one who admitted to losing. It's someone Liz and Luke follow very closely. I tend to forget when I'm in the same clan..."
Henrik breathes in Sven, who narrows his eyes and talks.
"I'm not telling you to obey any orders, I'm just... just look at the surface and don't be alarmed. Don't take the word for it exactly as it is. Read the back. It's what we always do, isn't it?
"Huh... YES!
What was that mouthful? To a sharp eyed leader on his back, Henrik replied loudly as if to bite his lips and cut off his strays.
I was alarmed. I knew they were Level 8 hunters, but Henrik didn't look at Klee earlier to see a far superior hunter.
He said he wasn't even hiding the position... but it couldn't have been.
And if that is the result of thought-inducing intentionally, how terrible is that?
Sven smiles and tells him to cheer up, as if to reassure Henrik to pull his cheeks together.
"Don't look at me like that. I didn't do anything wrong. Besides... the mourning ghost has that anthem. As long as he's around, Klein can't do anything weird."
Hearing that name, Henrik finally loosened that look.
All the members of the Black Gold Cross are those who have the power of healing and shiatsu in the service of the Holy God.
No therapist (healer) works in Teito and does not know the name of Anthem Smart.
Even though they belong to the same clan, first-rate hunters are busy.
It is not an example of this, and the anthems rarely appear on the table, but the reputation is well known.
"Ghost of Mourning" also has its noisy party name, I don't hear very good rumors, but only bad rumors about the anthem.
Says, "Ghost of Mourning" conscience.
A tough and loving man who has the power to specialize in protection and healing and can help you if you ask for help as well as party members.
I don't know how far it is true, but rumors like the healing of the diseases of the great aristocracy committed in difficulty and the tale of the Symphony, or the scouts coming from the Knights of the Emperor's direct report, are endless.
He is also an amazing hunter, and said that it was the man who kept all the members of The Mourning Ghost searching and still being satisfied with the five bodies.
"… one of the best guardian knights in the Empire (Paladin) -" Immutable ", is it?"
"A man who does not forgive any injustice. The robustness is flawed in the balls, but I can count on it. Looks like Liz and Luke have a glimpse at him.... That's it for nothing, we're going to the expedition. I don't know what's going on down the street."
Ignore Henrik, who still seems to have heard the story, and Sven breaks the story off.
At that time, the color had disappeared from the new look that was somewhere unsatisfactory.
Now even if something similar happened again in the future, there wouldn't be anything like underestimating someone by just looking at the surface.
It is true that the composition of 'Ghost of Mourning' is out of common sense, and I haven't admitted it since the beginning with Sven. Regardless of its members, only the leader certainly looks like just a human being.
Looking back at Henrik, Sven once remembered when he made The Beginning Footprint (First Step).