Sword of Glutton Princess

After a short break at Mani's blacksmith, I decided to head straight to the Adventurer's Guild.

I'm being treated like a dead man because of Gilbard.

If you don't withdraw quickly, the process can be troublesome.

Those who do not register for the Adventurer Guild will be greatly restricted in their search for the Demonic Labyrinth and in the purchase and sale of fighting bones and demonic nuclei.

If the registration has been cancelled, I will no longer be able to properly act as an adventurer until I can be revived.

The registration fee takes a considerable amount above the monthly amount, but if you are not a member, a pretty retroactive period of breach money will be taken when you violate it.

Besides, people from the same hunting companions (parties) are subject to the same fines.

Enter the Adventurer Alliance and withdraw the death report.

The official woman looked grumpy when she heard I was alive and said, 'Do it, here comes the troublesome guy with the processing,' and didn't even try to hide it.

The handling of the haulier is such a thing.

It's a little uncomfortable, but I'm used to it, too.

It didn't lead to anger.

At the end of the process, I just turned my heels back to go home, and a guy I immediately recognized entered my sight.

In a conceited feather hat, a cloak of prominent colour.

He's the son of a bitch who just left me or hung up "Decoy" and went.

"No, that was terrible. Thin, there might be a warcraft stash (monster pool), I didn't know it was overflowing with that number of warrior mouse" moose "on the basement two levels. Me and Morgan were desperate to escape."

Gilbard was just about to tell his fellow adventurers a story in The Rat's Nest.

I learned too much dizziness of anger.

I meditate my eyes and breathe.

"Dean, I don't think there's much good in getting involved with a guy like that."

Belzevute's demonic nucleus, covered with cloth and hidden in his nostrils, throws such thoughts at me.

But I couldn't keep my eyes off him.

"... that haulier kid, is he dead? I can't help it, I can't get away with a guy of that low level with a decent war mouse, Moose. You used to take me there, too. He seemed to admire the adventurer, but I think it would have been better for him to give up. Not now."

A big red-haired man listening to Gilbard stuffed his downfall.

As soon as he was in a bad mood, Gilbard narrowed his eyes.

"It's not like I was forced to take him. He said he couldn't help it, so I left him with the important stuff. I would have hired a more legitimate haulier, too. I shouldn't have hired that one at all."

Gilbard even says heartily.

How dare you tell me.

You always deserved it as a pleasure, even from a low market.

"Just let me tell you what it is to be misunderstood. Even when I was attacked by a bunch of war rats (moose), I was moving to shelter him until the end of the day. But he's confused and doesn't listen to me. In the end, it didn't work out."

I walk to Gilbard's back.

A big red-haired man notices me, and he looks up.

"What's going on, Gazelle?

Gilbard asked the red-haired man and looked back at me like he was following his gaze.

"You said it well, Gilbard. I almost got you killed."

I said it out loud on purpose to make my surroundings listen.

When Gilbard looked at me, he opened his big mouth in the dump and backed off the scene.

"Hey, hey...! Why are you here! Oh no, how...!

"Coincidentally, find a small steep slope tunnel. From there, he crawled up with the warrior mouse Moose and died in madness."

"Oh, uh, uh... the..."

Gilbard shifts his gaze around as he shivers his lips into small pieces.

"Sounds like you've changed your mind, huh? You hung" Decoy "on me and ran away, so you confirmed my body..."

A large amount of tears overflowed Gilbard's eyes, holding my shoulder strong.

"Well done, well done. You came back alive, Dean! Oh, no better day than today! Everybody, listen up! Dean, you came back alive!

I was distracted by Gilbard's unusual behavior and my thoughts stopped.

Shake your head immediately and rethink the situation calmly.

"You, it's ugly to delude this period..."

"I know! I know everything you're trying to say! Oh, wonderful, how wonderful! Dean, are you ready for dinner yet? It's my luxury today! Let's have a drink together!

He was forcefully drawn to Gilbard, leaving the Adventurer's Guild and heading to a nearby liquor store.

Because of the level difference, I didn't feel like I could shake it even if I resisted.

Plus, it's where the eyes are.

I thought I wouldn't do anything bad and decided to follow.