The Strongest Clan’s Master Is the Weakest and Most Evil Support Class ~Even with a Fail Job「Talker」, with My Brains and Dependable Allies’ Abilities, I’m the World’s Strongest Seeker~

"In the meantime, come gear up. I'll be ready, too."

I give instructions to Valter. Valter, who hastily arrived, is in ruffled personal clothes. If we stay like this, we won't be able to fight satisfactorily when it comes to fighting.

"Okay. But what are you gonna do?

"I have a good idea. Fine, get your weapons and gear."

Urging him again, Valter left the room with a disgruntled face.

I have to be ready to fight, too.

Put on your jacket quickly and then equip yourself with a holster that holds your silver. I haven't been able to refill the bullet yet, but it will work for the bluff.

All you have to do is set knives, throw-type items, and medical pouches on each holster on your hips and thighs. Weaving a coat from the top will complete the basic combat style.

I'm all geared up, so I'm going down to the first floor.

Shizukukan is an accommodation on the second floor and a restaurant on the first floor. At the table on the ground floor, a small number of guests had enjoyed their meals since morning.

"Admiral, I'd like five servings of thick chopped steak sandwiches. Prices are always the same."

Gaston, a bald-headed shopkeeper tough on Marie's father, showed an unexpected face from the counter on my order.

"It's still early in the day. It's a fantastic meal."

"I have business to go away from. So I'll keep my food stash."

"Do you have lunch?

"Fine, I'm not that busy."

"Okay, I'll make it right away, so wait. By the way, don't you know our daughter?

"He had his usual seizures."

"Not again!

Gaston sighs with his bald head slapped with his hands.

"I'm busy in the morning, you stupid girl!

"Because you're one man, you've spoiled me too much."

"Ugh! She's a cute only daughter, so you have no choice!

Shizukukan, the star, basically revolves around just Gaston and Marie's father and daughter. Long since I lost my wife to illness about two years ago.

Some employees, but the only time I'm hiring them is lunchtime and dinner time when I get really busy.

As I sat in the counter and waited, the five servings of steak sandwiches I ordered came. The large plate is served with a chopped steak sandwich and fries as an accompaniment.

When I wrapped it in my hand, it overflowed with juice that was full of meat flavor.

Steak baked or subtracted is medium rare. A special mustard sauce is applied to the grilled toast.

It is a delicacy that I know very well that it has been carefully crafted.

Also, not only is it delicious, but the dishes made by Gaston, who has the function of cook (job), are given an increased ability effect. There was no dramatic change, but I could feel the vitality build-up every time I put it in my stomach.

Shizukukan is a good place to stay. Because the Admiral is a worker, the food is delicious and the service is plentiful. That's why I chose the boarding house.

A healthy and healthy life is also important for Seeker, whose body is the searcher of capital, although the value for that matter is tense. Because if you break your body, it will be over.

When I put the steak sandwich in my belly for about three servings, the equipped Valter returned. Wearing heavy armor, even the horse's neck is responsible for a war axe the size of which can be cut off.

It was damaged in the fight the other day, but it will work today or so.

"You keep people in a hurry, and you'll be swallowed..."

"I didn't say hurry. Besides, given the rest, you should finish your meal by now. See, you eat too."

Serving the plate, Valter had a steak sandwich, bewildered.

"... delicious"

"Right!"

Gaston smiles adorably from the counter. Was Valter hungry or flattened all the rest of the steak sandwiches and fries?

"Okay, I ate it! What are we gonna do now? You're going to the examiner's?

The time is before eleven o'clock. It fits just in time.

"No, now we're heading to the Pork Ghost Oak Stick Pavilion."

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We're walking the streets aiming for the Pork Ghost "Oak" stick pavilion.

The whole city where people overflowed was lively and noisy and as always lively. Races are diverse, and people with different hair colors and skin colors walk together.

It is not uncommon for subpeople such as elves and dwarves and gnomes, who originally form their own communities, and then beasts, even in the metropolis, the Imperial Capital.

The sight of a mixed variety of people and massive loads of carriages busily crossing the paved streets was even frenzied.

"What, to a liquor store or something... I don't know why..."

Valter following me, bumps and complains.

It's easy to explain why, but I wouldn't dare. Because it would be a waste of time devoting to the arguments that would arise there.

But should I add a few words, even if I command you to obey me in silence?

"Valter."

Looking back, look at Valter.

"You're an idiot, but you're not incompetent. Excellent warrior."

"... what are you talking about?

"You have your part, I have mine. I mean, leave it to me to use my head. For the past year, I've served as the party's command tower, but have I ever misjudged you? Trust me for a second."

".................. Shit, I know!

Forced to convince him, Valter struck his tongue and speeded up his legs. Now I'm going after it.

Eventually, the stick pavilion sign for the familiar pig ghost Oak looked across the street.

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The Seeker Only Tavern is open in the morning to welcome the Seeker, who has just returned from an expedition using a station carriage. Mostly from ten o'clock in the morning to one o'clock in the day, flying from there and seven o'clock to twelve o'clock in the evening is business hours.

There were already many Seekers in the store before noon. Those who have just returned from the expedition are intoxicated by the wine at the end of their work.

"... So, what are you gonna do?

Valter asks in a whisper. I ignored it and raised my voice.

"To everyone here, I want to make a request! Lloyd and Tania, members of the Blue Beyond, embezzled and fled the party funds! I want you to find these two and get them alive! The reward for success is two million Phil!

The store instantly quieted back down and let out all the noise at once.

Some people don't understand the situation and discuss it between parties, others mock it because they understand the situation.

Gradually, there are many voices that make us laugh, but I don't care about that. Either way, you'll find out. It is the difference between being ridiculed here or later. Then you just have to stay put.

But Valter, visibly panicked out.

"Noel! What are you going to do to rose on these guys!?

It is a reaction as expected. I guess Valter, who weighs his pride and his looks, can't stand the situation he's in. Blue muscles on my forehead, and I'm furious.

"I'm going to do what I told you. Make a request to these guys and have Lloyd and Tania caught. There's nothing we can do about it."

"Because you wouldn't ask such a big deal!

"If you don't ask me, I don't know who I'm looking for."

"What do you mean!? Explain it properly!

"I'll do it later, so shut up."

Return your gaze to the other Seekers and raise your voice again.

"What do you say, anybody get a favor?

Then one swordsman raised his hand.

He's a young man with a tough brown face. He wears armor that combines leather and metal, and is equipped with a fur shoulder cape from the Wolf of Terror (Diawolf). He had two swords on his back, indicating he was a duplicitous user.

Wolf, leader of the Purple Wolves (Lightning Bites).

Because the C-rank band is the most numerous and heavily replaced, it's not really worth remembering the name even if you're in the same tavern. Among them, Wolff's Purple Electric Wolves (Lightning Bites) are named Rookie of Expectations, just like us in the Ethereal Sky (Blue Beyond).

"You really get two million just to catch Lloyd and Tania alive, don't you?

"Make sure you pay on the spot"

"Then we'll take it. Those two are excellent, but without Noel, it's an easy win. You know where I think I'm going?

"No, I don't know that. But I left the capital just before the city gate closed."

"What is this? Probably a walking trip... Okay, I'll be right out."

When Wolfe stood up, party members continued to do so. Probably think like me and go to the City Examiner and ask him about last night.

"Anyone else take it? The sooner the better!

Now two hands up.

"I'll take it too." "We'll take it too."

Two new sets of parties leave the store. Later, three more groups of parties jumped out to us and beyond the door.

The Seekers, who were so many, are the other half. Those who raised their hands from those who remained did not appear.

All the parties requested are young and promising, just like us. But there's no one in there I've been looking for.

One scout approached me when I wondered if I had taken it off.

"... hey, I need to talk to you about the request"

The scout is a skinny bearded man, about thirty years old. The name... I don't remember. He smiles humbly and talks to me lowly and blurry.

I have no sense of momentum or glamour from the bearded man. It's the type of drop I think it's easier to pull someone else's leg than it is to try.

Usually, the Seeker is the type I despise the most, but not today. Perhaps we can win this incorrigible Osama.

"What can't we talk about here?

"Hehe, kind of. Could you come behind the store, please? I won't let you lose it."

I watched to follow the frustrating Valter, and moved to the back of the store with the man with the beard. I was wary of deception, just in case, but it was a matter of concern.

The bearded man gets a good look when he enters the back of the store.

"I know where Lloyd and Tania are. On my way home from work, I was mistaken for a traveler who looked a lot like those two. I was convinced to listen to Noel. Definitely."

"Is that true!? Where!? Tell me right away!

Valter peels his eyes off and approaches the man with the beard.

After all, was this bearded man a hit?

The Imperial City Gate is open, with many Seekers in and out. He who is about to go on an expedition, or return from an expedition, And some of the returnees would meet two people who fled at night on the road, he predicted.

As long as I know where I am, I don't care what happens later. Lloyd and Tania are no longer the same carp on the slab. I can't escape anywhere.

"Don't rush. Don't rush. You can't talk for free."

The bearded man is an agile figure and takes distance from Valter.

"If we succeed in capturing him alive, it's two million, right?

"Exactly. If your story is true, you can go right with your people. I told you the reward would be assured."

When I point it out in a strong tone, the bearded man clasps his shoulders.

"Well, don't push me off like that. Even I'm on my way, if that's possible. But there are circumstances that don't..."

"Shall I guess? It's hard to deal with Lloyd and Tania at your party. It doesn't make sense to predict where you live, but you can't win. So you want us both to work together."

The bearded man wolfed for a moment, but soon regained a slight grin.

"That's what happened. They're strong."

"What's the structure of your party?

"It's me with a swordsman, a wizard, a healer, and scouts. These four are all members because they don't belong in the clan."

I observe the bearded man again and deduce strength from his standing.

He's eating his age, and his strength is lower among the hog ghost Oak's stick pavilions. On this level, however, the four of us can't beat Lloyd and Tania when we get together.

But with the two of us there, there's more chance than enough.

"The other three, with the same level of awareness as you, are you sure?

"Oh, yeah. So, what do you say? Are you gonna cooperate with me? Of course, you can reduce your rewards for cooperating with me. I don't know, a million and a half."

"A million. If you need our help, half a million, not two."

"Hiya, hiccup!? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The bearded man protests hastily, but unfortunately is not willing to give up a step.

"A million."

"Hiccup, hiccup!

"A million."

"Four hundred thousand!

"A million."

"Hey, don't kid me! You need our help!

I laughed with my nose at the man with the beard that turned bright red on his face.

"I thought it was necessary. But definitely not. All the other parties you asked for are excellent. If you don't panic and wait, someone will catch you alive."

"Yeah, but they got away with the money, didn't they? Then you should want to catch him soon! No matter how good they are, it's gonna take a while without any information!

"I guess. But what happened to it? I'm not willing to give in no matter what. That's all. If you don't like that, you just have to assume there was no such thing as this story. What do we do? If you say no, we'll let you go. Is that all right?

The bearded man bit his teeth regrettably, but eventually shook his head.

"... ok. The reward is a million dollars."

Negotiation concluded. I knew from the beginning that a 10,000-year-old fallout seeker (Explorer) would break if this one didn't give way.

Negotiation of this hand is overwhelmingly more advantageous on the paying side than on the seeking side of the money. On top of that, it's a bargaining technique how to get this guy to acknowledge his terms, but he doesn't have the stewardship to lecture him on them.

"So where are the two of you?

"At the end of the South Gate, I slipped on Barley Avenue. Given the wrong place and the time that has elapsed since then, it would be the villages of Carnot or Oylene who have the two of them"

"Got it. Gather the others and wait at the South Gate first. Walter, you stay with me. I'm gonna be a little late."

"What are you doing here?

I strive to give Valter a refreshing grin.

"I'll tell you later"