The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

That night.

Around that time Mariela and Sieg toasted with honey limons, each taking a bath and brushing their teeth, getting ready to make pills and hunt, and having a healthy and extreme time to sleep as early as tomorrow.

Back when Lost in Love Edgan was lonely and wet his pillow with tears in "Yagoo's Bouncing Bridge Pavilion".

The unhealthy Master Frazija was drinking with a man walking away in a liquor store.

"Ahahahah! You know, Zubisi. It is the master's job to raise his disciples!

"Zubi......? It's okay, Ze! Let me take care of you. Wipe your ass when you let me. Come on, Ze!

I am perfectly comfortable with whether the guiding policy is consistent or not. We both wear hoods and hide our faces, and even though we don't even name each other names, we know exactly who the people inside are, in characteristic words and deeds.

"Okay, let's go! Fire!"

"Whoa! Let's go! Zubissy!"

Two willing men and women set out to the city at night. Married Har...... Not that it's a crisis in Zubisi's family. The atmosphere created by the two is a coaching heat that feels hot and bitter.

This is the launch of the Night Fire Fighting and Eradication Team, formed just now by two bloody leaders.

You mustn't go in there and say that it would be you guys playing night games or fire games. They are intent on rescuing the lamb who is lost in the night by the overflowing love of instruction.

The two of the "Night Fun Fire Fighting and Eradication Squad" said in that liquor store over there, "Can you eat demonic meat! Olah!" he kicked the adventurer from the rough side and caught a cup. "I'm a famous adventurer, then, in this tavern! More service, Kola!" He beat down a naughty dick and caught a cup, and tried to force his sister, who didn't like to say, "No, there's money, you, you, you, hehe, come to the room," or "Can you pay for the slave's mesh! There is no way to pay. Leftovers are enough, enough is enough," he said, lightly burning the merchant parents and children who troubled the owner of the inn, caught a cup and carried out educational instruction.

The conversation has not been established at all because the two of the "Night Fun Fire Fun Eradication Squad" only ohanashi in the flesh language with the lost lambs. Though I don't think this will regenerate, only combat power is a pair of top labyrinth cities. The city became a little peaceful because of the significance of it. The Schusenwald Borderline Uncle was also worthy of replacing his drink bill.

Whatever you get drunk, A-rank and estimated S-rank. It's so expensive to hire normally.

"Nice, we're communicating! Fire."

"You spoke hot! Zubissy!"

Tsubishi! Tsubishi!

To the two overly depressed Nori with the thumbs-up to be exchanged, it's the end of the day that even the guards, rather than the chimps, escape.

A man nodded in an alley where two of them swooped in.

Crates and trash cans with empty bottles placed in the alley can be discerned by the eyes accustomed to the darkness, even if it is dim, but the man's appearance cannot be judged as if he had been painted black. It's not because it's only a shadow at a man's place. Because it's painted on black, rusty objects. The black object that covers the entire body of the man is twitching like a small tremor when you look closely.

"This is a curse. This state is cursed. Then the overused recoil returns to the magician."

Zubisie whimpering her eyebrows. One of the reasons the curse is forbidden is this recoil. Unlike various magics, only curses can be used without skills.

It weakens and drives people crazy, the curse elaborated with the thought and magic of the surgeon is versatile as an interpersonal art, but it always returns to the surgeon. So those who use spells are equipped for spells. Of course, the tolerances that distract, purify, or accept the returned curse vary from person to person. If you exceed your tolerance, you will burn and erode your whole body with your own curse, like this man.

Even if we have decayed. Even if you surrender yourself to the evil law, there will always be something you want to accomplish.

"Hmm, this curse, blind eye, tiredness, less harmful curse is returning in large quantities."

I just glanced at the man and told Fire, who spots the curse, that Zubisi said, "You know what I mean?" Ask.

"Well. Apparently, this guy, he's an old acquaintance of blood. I'm sorry, Zubisi, but I decided not to see it, and could you please go home today?

Where did you get drunk earlier? Fire staring at Zubisi with clear gold eyes.

"Sora, it's an untouched story, Ze. This is him on the edge of something, too. I decided not to see it, and I decided to see it through."

Tsubishi! White teeth glow with thumbs up. I wonder where the hell the light source is when you say it's an alley without light plugging in.

In response to Zubisi's manly reply, he also did the fires, Zubisi! And after he replied, he put his right hand against the cursed man and began to whisper something. Zubisi has also been present in the professional pattern, the curse decursion. However, the spell being cast by this woman named Fire, although not clearly heard, seems different from any of them.

I've never heard of a spell like this. But it seems to work, and the black, rusty curse that covers the entire body of the man is moving frighteningly as if it were a cry of the Terminator.

(But this curse, half the amount. Bye. It's the middle of the night, but it looks like you should call our guys.)

Yes, the arrow tip Zubisi thought of.

"Fire!"

Along with the hanging of commonly known as Fire, the man was engulfed in flames.

"Huh!?

That's a lot of fire. Do you think I burned every man in frustration?

But at the next moment, the flame that was wrapping the man disappeared to undress, and there the man was nodding. He said he was wrapped in that much flame, but the man doesn't even have burns on his clothes without burns or anything.

"Ugh..."

Groans and opens his eyes. Man looking up at this one.

"This guy………………."

Robert Agwinas, the man who is supposed to be curing rumours in the city, was there.

"Hi, Rob. Rob, okay? That's more or less what you guys are called.

"Ugh…, what about you?

"I know an old Rob. Really, that's soggy, you. I'll grant you one wish."

Fire glancing at Robert, no, the golden eyes of a flaming wise man wiggle demonically. As if resisting that light, Robert blinks his eyes and crushes them slightly.

"Is it the kind of demon you listen to…………?"

"Oh my God! The devil!

Bishi Bishi Bishi Bishi. Decopin attack of the wise man of the flame disaster.

"Ah. Ouch! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, I'm sorry, Nasai."

Bishy, Bishy, Bishy, Bishy, Bishy. I don't know that Robert will stop the Decopin attack even though he is hurting and apologizing. Heavy attack. It's a rare hit. It could be the devil or something after all.

"O, oi, fire, around……………"

Robert's forehead is bright red and a good old man is in tears when the attack finally stops in the Zubisi arbitration he sees.

"Hi-ha, hi-ha, ha……………………."

"Next time you say something about going down, I'll kick your ass till it cracks in four. You look just like me, you."

"Ha, ha, swimmer..."

The boulder is a fiery educator. Even though my alchemy skills are low, I sometimes just make my master my main job. Robert is quiet as a scolded child by the unsure intimidation of a woman called the first-time fireman. This may be the moment when "Night Play Fire Fighting Squad" did the first thing that seemed to mentor him.

"So? You've come running, haven't you? Aren't you looking for a way to sneak home?

"!! How could you do that!

Robert, who was imprisoned, was temporarily taken to the Labyrinth City to plant a false curse on the "Treasure" of the "Temple of the Spirit". On his return from work, he managed to escape this far by waving curses that were less harmful but less resistant, such as blindness and fatigue, aimed at moments of relaxed tension in the Labyrinth Crusader Army of Surveillance. But the boulder was a Labyrinth Crusader, or the curse required to escape was beyond Robert's limits, and the recoil prevented him from moving here.

Who is this woman who showed such a curse by purifying it? Even if it's not the devil, it can't be the only one. In the first place, Robert is set to be 'in therapy', and it's a top secret about the 'Temple of the Spirit'. Golden eyes to show you not only that you've escaped, but even that purpose.

Is this a demonic contract? Then I can't afford not to ride.

If you want to serve your purpose, even if you want to be burned.

To the curse, from the moment you laid your hands on the magic meds of the devil, wasn't that what you were deciding?

"Please. Give me strength."

Robert hangs his head in front of 'The Flaming Disaster' swinging in front of him.

"Fine. This is painful, but it will lead you to your destination unwittingly."

The wind blows up making a noise and conceiving the heat, paying for the hood of the wise man of the flame disaster. It's like a flaming, colorful hair that emerges from inside glows and curls like a real flame in the dark.

"I, give the mark. Wisdom from one side to the other." Engraving Flame Teaching "

It was the magic formations followed by the flames that surfaced in front of the wise men of the flames. As it twirled and half-rotated, it shrunk to the size of a palm and burned to the back of Robert's left hand.

"Guh."

The unpleasant smell of meat cooking and Robert spreading his face in severe pain.

"Relieved. The burn disappears without a trace in about a week. With the carved effect. Oh, Zubisi, I'm sorry, but can I borrow your money?

"Ah? Oh, I only have about five silver coins, but it doesn't matter, does it?

Stunning Zubisie, no adventurer guild guild master, flaming disaster sage receiving purse from Hargey.

(Occupational pattern, I've seen all kinds of wonders, but this guy may be different digits...)

Hargey (Zubissy), who gave every surprising little purse, and Sage (Fire) of Flame Disaster, who does not hesitate to take the contents.

"Look, Rob. It's ok anyway, right? I'll lend it to you. Night out is expensive, when you remember."

Even though it is money borrowed from Hargey (Zubisi), he is a flaming sage (Fire) who gives silver coins greatly.

When Robert receives a silver coin from the Flaming Sage (Fire), he lowers it deep and takes a few steps back. Just a few steps, to the darkness of the alley. That was all the motion, but Robert's figure disappeared as if it would dissolve into the darkness in the alley.

"Even the signs have disappeared. It's that engraving effect, isn't it?

"Well. But it's as clever as it gets when it's engraved."

The Wise Man of the Flaming Disaster (Fire) who laughs at the dullness. As the guild master of the Adventurer's Guild, she listens. Together with the fact that he is in a cooperative system with the Schusenwald Border Reverend, and the lack of knowledge of his strength, and the care that he should never be hostile.

But what was done earlier? Isn't it an act hostile to Uncle Schusenwald's Borderline, no, to this labyrinth city, such as helping Robert Agwinas escape from "In Rehab"?

"Why are you stamping me like that?

Hargey is the guild master of the city's Adventurers Guild. If this city is harmful, you can't overlook it.

"It's also your role as a mentor to bring your runaway strays home properly, isn't it?

to do. The Wise Man of Flaming Disaster (Fire) who laughs like he has understood everything.

(You're saying it's to truly regenerate Robert Agwinas?

I can't read the sincerity of a laughing flame. But I can't feel any harm or hostility.

"I believe you, Fire."

"Let it go, Zubisie."

Tsubishi! Tsubishi!

The two exchanged goodbye greetings and went back to their respective homes.

The next day.

"My master said he borrowed the money, and it's really swimsy! Because I've scolded you well!

Mariella, a flat-apologized, came to the Adventurer Guild to return the money she borrowed with her souvenir. Behind me was yesterday's partner, Fire, waving flirtatiously, looking back at Mariella and saying, "Master! What are you doing!" scolded.

Hargey, who loaned all the money, was really helpful because he applied for an additional budget at home but the Minister of Finance (Wife) rejected the application.

Kaku Hargay also did a great job in drinkers everywhere in his men's ears, and I can't get him out of the room at the desk work this morning. I'm dying of DEATH bitter work.

Seeing a flaming wise man laughing all the time, 'I'm pissed off, hey,' makes me feel anxious to really believe you're okay. Such hargays also told their men, "If you have time to walk around drinking, let's do more work!" in captivity. "

I don't know Hargey. That the Sage of the Flaming Disaster knows nothing about the circumstances and thinks about Robert to the extent that it is' harder for the adults who made him run away from home '. Nobody around me noticed me, and when I snuck home, I said,' Huh? You didn't run away from home, did you? Why don't you just put on a face like that? that it has given an advanced engraving due to the shallow

Mariella was Mariella, and the master said, "I owe you money! I don't know who it is!" And thanks to teasing Thumbs Up, I just got to Hargey, and I don't even know where my master is walking and what he's doing in the middle of the night.

And Robert, who was given an engraving that deceived the human eye,

"Before this engraving disappears, before this life runs out, whatever it takes……"

Having obtained a miracle in consideration for his life, he proceeded to sew the darkness of the labyrinth city to achieve his final purpose.