The Peerless Kobold (WN)

Then looking around, two rushing serving girls carry the dishes in a full store, and the receptionist who handled them first in this guild is also in the help.

(Everyone has plenty of rewards...)

Still, the noisy atmosphere is suppressed, probably because few adventurers have lost their lives in crusades and many have lost their companions who have walked with them.

Rivertos were also about to be killed with more loads and entanglements, such as when young adventurers were bit to death by giant ants and a corner of the avant-garde was about to collapse.

As he remembers the sight only for a moment, Ares raises his hand and speaks out to the pleasant ponytail girl.

"Eilu, ask for an additional order!

"Wait a minute, Mr. Ares, I'll be right there."

With a glimpse of Chirali and this one, she grabs the dish she put on the wooden tray and quickly arranges it on the table where Miss Grace and Edgar line up.

I picked up the words “Ugh, my reward" because my consciousness is poised for you... and my hearing is more sensitive than my people's "strange cobolt took the delicious place".

If I didn't hear it, a girl called Ayle would come by, shaking her blue hair wrapped around the back.

"Kwong, kwow ~ ♪ (brother, corny meat ~ ♪)"

"Wow, you're a cute little fox!!

"Thanks, do you have any horned venison you've had here before?

Basically all you can ask for in the dining room or something like that is what you can cook with the ingredients you have at that time, like daily meat dishes and soups, followed by rye or wheat bread.

Although there is a good chance of eating dishes made with dried meat, cod and other dried beans with good preservation, the last dish was fresh venison, so it was necessary to check it out.

"It's all right, we still have the venison we bought for your return."

"So, two meals of square-cut venison and rye bread... what about soup?

"Today we're simmering salmon dried and winter vegetables."

"Give me a smaller plate to split, please."

At the end of the day, if you point your finger at your little fox sister and complete your order, Ayle will tell you the price, and you will exchange your own iron coins for the liquor store that caters to meat dishes, soups and bread.

Initially, it was Ares' luxury, so I didn't care... I put the iron coins I received in a place where I could easily see them because of the dimensions that if I put this on the table, the supplier would be able to confirm the details of the order.

After viewing what had been done, the waiter girl lowered her head and headed to the kitchen to bring the dishes of everyone who had been asked for first by Seti, the receptionist who had been driven out instead.

"Thank you for waiting, let me arrange the dishes."

Floating her usual flamboyant sales smile, she has lined the table with salmon and winter vegetable soup, bread and pork roasted with vanilla to collect iron coins, and she has looked right at us.

"Mr. Archer, the appraisal of the performance of the crusade will also issue a circular to the guild of Zergra, to whom I belong, if only other conditions had been met, I would have gone through the promotion process..."

In addition to the routinely adventurer-friendly attitude of receptionist, I return candid words with less care because my age is not as different from mine in my twenties or so.

"No, it's a well-thought out mechanism, and I'm not dissatisfied with anything."

"A lot of people don't think that when they meet the performance rating first."

With regard to the promotion, I need three things: a performance evaluation at each stage, the number of requests, and the duration of my Alliance enrollment, and the latter two are overwhelmingly inadequate for me to become a "Black Iron” Adventurer.

That's the same with Muriel, who gave the Duke his Valiant crusade.

"Ugh, I'm also a" silver ”rating if it's just an appraisal."

"Don't worry about it. Just stop there and eat."

"I'm not gonna let one of you get away with this. I'm gonna chase you right away."

Mirea responding to the whine cheerfully (from), and if Libert was on board with it too, Seti would stop moving as she tried to leave our table.

"Yes, I'm keeping your letter to Muriel in the guild again, so please come and pick it up on your way home."

"Ahhh... ok"

Since it has long been customary for adventurers to send mail to their guild, whether east or west, the receptionist's girlfriend left only one word behind and was distracted by the hustle and bustle of the joint tavern.

Somehow, Muriel on the receiving side looks depressed... but if you want me to hear it, you'll speak from yourself, and act like an adventurer who doesn't go too far into each other's circumstances.

And if I thought so, Mirea would be involved again in the fast-track.

"Also, a letter from my parents called" Marry Me ”in the example?

"The noble lady is in trouble."

"... no territory to act as city administrator. She's just a daughter of nobility."

It should be noted that noble daughters are married earlier than city daughters in Ichii, and it is customary to marry them in their late teens.

Exceptionally talented magicians, scholars, musicians, etc. do as they please...... I did remember that many were rubbing with their families.

"If you don't receive the letter first, it won't necessarily come from within"

"Well, Archer's right... I can't believe it's dinner"

Muriel reaches for the fork like “this story is over," and Mirea puts a no in me for not cooking yet.

"I'll take it first, okay?

"I don't mind...... but my order came too"

Because there are prepared dishes and prepared ingredients, the dishes ordered without long waiting are arranged out of Ayle's hands, and a lively dinner goes on even as she colludes with everyone and is prompted by her sister.

After a while, my brothers and sisters were satisfied that I was good at baking garlic butter with horn-cut venison, and when I left the Adventurer Alliance joint tavern and returned to the "Four-leaf White Clover Pavilion”, I had already lost my mind about the letter...

Early the next morning, we are woken by the sound of Muriel knocking on the inn door.