The Immortal Demon King and the Impaired Hero

Often we manage to scratch through the streets that we waste in the crowd and follow the guidance of Evening Incense. At last, they arrived at the Adventurer Alliance.

But at the time of arrival, Evening Incense got lightly drunk by the people waves, and Isaiyoi was sick and tired of not getting drunk.

The festival is fine, but I want enough roads to get through, that was Isaiyoi's mood.

Though lightly irritated, Isaiyoi looks up at the two-story building in front of him. Signs depicting swords and shields are hung, and occasionally adventurous humans in and out wearing weapons.

Sure, there seemed to be no doubt that this was the Adventurer's Guild.

So, fu, Isaiyoi asked Evening Incense what he cared about.

"Yuka, do you know any adventurers?"

"There's no such intimate relationship adventurer. I didn't get much of a request from the Alliance just to take you down."

"I mean, it was me."

"You're not the same!"

Isaiyoi groans briefly at the exact boomerang, swimming his gaze in an unawares direction to keep his eyes out of Yuka's sight. It was such an evening incense with a grin about doing it to Isaiyoi, but I ended up dropping my shoulder disappointed to think I was alone.

Step into the guild as you both drop your shoulders.

Inside the guild it was surrounded by hustle and bustle that didn't suck outside. Men and women alike drink alcohol, and brawl breaks out everywhere, stirring it up and making more noise. Anyway, it's noisy and May.

For a moment, when Isaiyoi asked with her eyes whether she had mistaken it for a liquor store, Yuka shook her neck to the side and denied it. This seems normal.

"Well, it's a festival today, so it has an impact."

"Even so, May is annoying. There's a human flying at the table."

After the brawl, things and people are flying over there. Even Demon King's Castle never made a scene so far... nor did it.

That was the first night Isaiyoi lowered Gainos with his sword. That night was combined with the banquet by a single voice of the crane of Gainos. Isaiyoi is under the impression that Isaiyoi was happy to grow beyond that, and that the illum that usually stops him was also willing to ride.

Yes, Illum, who is a stopper, has abandoned his role.

As a result, Gainos drinks to take a bath and Ill leave early. As for Rem, he had just gone back to his room and slept at the time he got sleepy.

It is a banquet that has no problems so far. But the tragedy came after this.

Gainos suddenly took the sword and attacked Isaiyoi. The reason is simple and clear, revenge.

I was honestly glad that Isaiyoi, this Gainos, his disciple, had revealed himself, but as a swordsman I had regrets. The emotion drinks and the hoop comes off and runs wild. It went from a banquet to a tough duel.

Naturally Isaiyoi stopped. I already desperately stopped that. But there's no way to stop Gainos, who started showing swordsmanship that he can't figure out how to get drunk and 'drunk sword', and the result is a bee duel despite being indoors.

The duel was quelled by the cultivation of the Illum, which arose in the wake of the noise.

For some time thereafter, Isaiyoi and Gainos were imposed sobriety, and Isaiyoi, almost just caught up, began to mourn lightly.

With Isaiyoi holding his head in the memory of a headache even if he just remembers, Evening Incense heads to the reception looking used to it. Isaiyoi follows suit.

When I arrived at the reception without a glance at the occasional flying objects, there were several contact points there. but most of the receptionists were deserted and there was just one man sitting in the corner reception to the extent that he was sorry. Perhaps the other officials are taking orders in that noise or mixing themselves up.

"Sorry ~"

Without hesitation, Evening Incense spoke to the receptionist.

The man exhaled a small glance at Evening Incense and gave a carefree look.

"Can I help you?"

The willingness to be a pain in the ass seeped out of that part, although it was polite language. You haven't noticed that, Evening Incense continues.

"I'd like to register as an adventurer."

"Ha. Again in such a noisy time..."

"Haha, sorry......"

Evening incense laughs sorry. The man took out a piece of paper, even though he said something.

"Fill out that form. If you can't write the letters, I'll speak for you here."

A man offers a feather pen and ink.

"It's okay. And I'm gonna sign this guy up, too."

When Yuka said, the man glanced at Isaiyoi and took out another piece of the same paper. I take it and fill in the fill out field of the form with a hand I'm used to, but when I got into the second one, the hand stopped.

"... how old are you?"

Mildly hundreds of years old, and so on, there is no way that I can answer stupid honestly, and Isaiyoi answers an unusual age.

"Seventeen."

"Okay."

Upon confirmation, Evening Incense finished filling out all the rest and handed it to the man. The man pulled into the back when he checked for deficiencies.

All you have to do is pick up your guild card.

"He wrote a lot, but what was he writing?"

"Name, age and gender, and birth and so on. You don't have to write there."

"Why?"

"Well, because some people have circumstances they can't tell others. Because the basic adventurer can be anything without identity."

That is a very convenient story for Isaiyoi and the others. Especially around of any elegance.

A man comes back with two cards when Isaiyoi is appropriately hammering Yukata, who is adept at interpreting dripping.

"This will be the guild card. Be careful not to lose it. If you lose it, you will be charged a reissue fee."

Yuka receives the card and hands one to Isaiyoi. Take the card. Isaiyoi sees its contents.

Name and age on the left half of the card. On the right half it said "F" Alliance Rank.

"Do I need to explain Alliance Rank or something?"

"Fine. I studied it in advance."

I don't know, but Evening Incense controls Isaiyoi with her hand, who tried to raise her voice.

I'll explain it to you later.

That said, I'd back off. There was nothing else.

"Really, you're keen to study"

"Yeah, well"

On the surface it's an admirable statement, but the attitude is as if it were the opposite. I don't even have the heart or the heart to answer that.

"Now that you have successfully completed your registration. Ask an official if you have any questions."

The man poked his cheek wand at his heart just to say it was over.

Isaiyoi, the boulder, was also angry at the official's less attitude, when he tried to open his mouth to say something.

The table flew in after Hanaka.

Perhaps a noisy stray bullet has flown in. There is a yelling noise against Yuka, avoiding what it is.

But Yuka never listened to that voice, and when she clenched her fist quietly...

"- Wow!"

To a sharp blow from almost zero preliminary motion, the table was shattered and scattered without remnants to see.

"Phew..."

When I slightly exhaled and relieved the tension, I struck and said with an unusual, sunny smile.

"Oh, I was surprised and I got my hands on it."

- Surprised to see the guy crushing the flying table to pieces of wood.

It was the moment when the hearts of those who were there were united.

Were you barely pressured by Evening Incense's smile, quiet as the hustle and bustle hit the water earlier, your gaze concentrating simultaneously.

Stunning, fearful, worthy. Despite exposure to a wide variety of gazes, Evening Incense smashed Isaiyoi with her elbow.

"Look, I'm coming."

"Ah, ah..."

The attention is drawn to Isaiyoi because Yuka has spoken to him. It is an unhappy situation for Isaiyoi, who did not want to stand out very much.

I'll leave my guild behind while I'm stuck with Yuka. At that time, he caught the receptionist slipping his hips at the edge of his sight, and a slight drinking-down fell in Isaiyoi.

Yuka must have been quite angry, too. It tells the story of a state fist, not a sword.

Looking at the back of Evening Incense, which still seems to skip, I couldn't stop sighing at this earlier thought of Isaiyoi.