"Hey, I'm getting nervous..."
When Kouga said it in a trembling voice, Alma laughed with her nose.
"If you're freaking out, you can leave a message."
"Bi, you scared the shit out of me!
"Don't. I have eyes. I'm ashamed."
Three days after submitting a clan application to the Explorer (Seeker) Association (Alliance). A letter was received to Shizukukan, the star in the boarding house, that he had come with members for final certification.
This is how the three of us came to the Explorers Association (Guild) Hall.
The Explorers Association (Guild) Hall is the largest public building in the capital. While it is a spectacular construction reminiscent of the palace, it also gives the impression of simplicity, as the blue waist broken roof is not equipped with a tower and is also symmetrical. Above the front gate was a clock stand, which was the overall accent.
It's a very large building. I have been here many times so I never get nervous like Kouga but I remember being overwhelmed the first time I saw it.
In addition to simply registering and managing Explorers (Seekers), they also buy and sell demonic (Beast) materials. Selling methods are mainly auctions, and it is customary for merchants to push over when it's time.
"Well, shall we go? You guys are behaving well."
As he crept through the front gate and told his purpose at the reception, he was immediately put through to the lavish reception room. We walked into the room and sat down on a blue velvet couch for three.
As I relaxed and sipped the tea served by a housekeeper (boy) working in the building, Kouga poked me in the elbow.
"Hey, Noel."
"What's up? The bathroom?"
"Shit. I got the toilet done before I got here."
"Then what is it?
"You're about to... Inspector Chiu, aren't you? I had an interview, and when you're done, you're officially recognized as a clan, right?
"Right."
"After all, is Noel the only one who can talk to me?
"Maybe."
"Wah, wah, that's the first time I've heard that, but can you answer that properly?
"I don't think they're gonna ask me anything complicated, so I'm fine."
If they were to ask, there would be about two things about why I became an Explorer and what kind of Explorer (Explorer) I want to be in the future. In short, a simple proper diagnosis. The aim is to determine whether or not you have a member in question.
Well, assuming there were members with poor behavior, or if it wasn't a major problem for those who would be masters, the application wouldn't be rejected. Explorer is basically a rough guy. If you're choosing all the honors, you won't make it in the first place.
That's what I explained, but Kouga remained anxious.
"Really? Seriously, are you okay?
"So I said it's okay."
"If the answer touches the Inspector's scales, is it true that the clan application will be rejected? You can trust me, can't you?
"Trust me. It's okay, 'cause it's absolutely fine."
This guy, other than fighting, don't be a chicken bastard as soon as you can. I don't know what else to do, given its origins, but I'd like it to be a little more prestigious.
"Noel is sweet. I hear the application will be dismissed at that time if the inspector is in a bad mood. If the creation of the clan goes to waste, it's entirely Kouga's fault"
Kouga began to panic, not long after I took the blatant Alma lie for granted.
"No, I knew it, yeah. What! If I fail, Noel's dream will be interrupted here! Let's go!? What if there isn't?
"I just have to apologize for dying. Kouga, it was a short time, but thanks for the memories. Leave the rest to me, sleep in peace."
"If you'll forgive me for cutting my stomach, I'll cut anything! Will you forgive me, Noel!? That's all I can do anymore!
"You..."
Listening to these two idiots talking gives me a terrible headache. They're two people who don't even feel a flat lying Alma, a kouga that peppers without thought, or a shard of intelligence.
"If you don't mind, I have a limit of patience."
That's when. There was a strong killing spirit coming from across the door.
By the time I got up and stood up, Alma and Kouga had already pulled out their weapons and were staring across the door in a standing position to protect me.
Slowly the door opens. What showed up was a gray-haired grandfather in a black swallow tail suit.
"Oh, what the hell happened to the whole thing? You look scared and pull out your weapon. Did you even see something horrible?
Grandpa said with a puzzled face, but it's an obvious lie. That killer must have been released from this grandfather. However, he is about seventy years old and doesn't look very strong on the outside. The mouth that grows the eyes and moustache is soft, even fun for the likable.
However, careful observation reveals that the chest plate is thick on your grandfather's kushi and is more forged than usual. Your appearance is as light as a leaf dancing in the universe. He's a very strong man. There is definitely an A-rank.
Explorer (Seeker) Association (Guild) inspectors heard that there are fierce men available to suppress the Seeker of the Waste, but this is not how it works. Instead of cracking down, isn't it a level where you can kill most of your clans?
"That's horrible. Is it time for you to put your weapon away? I'm not your enemy, I'm here to give you permission to apply for a clan. Let's get along."
"Which mouth is nasty, Grandpa. You were the first one to sell a fight."
"I can't believe I sold a fight. There's no extermination. I'm just a little tempered not to lose to the promising young people. One way or the other."
I accidentally tongue my grandfather, who exercises flexion on the spot.
"He's an inedible grandfather. Hey, both of you, deal with the weapon. You have to be nice to the old man. You can't take him to the bathroom with your weapon in your arms if he's going to mess up and leak his piss."
When I distorted my mouth, Grandpa cramped my cheeks. The change in the atmosphere of the field forces the two men who were in a state of battle to pull out their shoulders. How nervous he was, he put his weapon away in a breath of great relief.
"Young people these days don't have enough respect for their predecessors..."
"Because you have respect, you're treating people friendly without being aware of generational differences. Or did you wish to be treated as dear as a high object, old man?
"I heard that a Speaker is a support position (buffer), but he also seems to be good at reducing his mouth. I envy you for your versatility."
When Grandpa coughed abominably, he thanked him respectfully.
"I'm late for my application. I'm Harold Jenkins, reference supervisor of the Explorer (Seeker) Association (Guild). Later, get to know each other."
"It's Noel Stolen, leader of Blue Beyond."
"Yeah? The clan names on the application are different, is this correct?
"That fits. I'm going to change my name when I'm in the clan."
"I see, I get it. Shall we go into the details?"
We'll sit back in our seats and get a clan explanation from Harold. The contents are generally known. When you become a clan, you can receive a request from the state, or the clan has a six-monthly assessment, and the content of future requests will change depending on your performance at that time. Also, regarding the assessment, it seems that Harold will be in charge of us.
After the explanations were given, light questions were asked. The contents are just as expected. Kouga had chewed many times due to nervousness, but he had been properly answered for his background and future goals. Alma also looked sleepy, but there was no problem with the answer itself.
On the other hand, I was glad that their goal was to push me to the top, which sounded deliberate from a third party, and I was just a little embarrassed.
"The description and interview will be more than that. Hmm, that's a good party. You are all young, formed and still shallow in the sun, but I feel a strong trust. Achievements are what we lack, but as far as past backgrounds go, I don't think we have a problem with our abilities"
Harold smiled and took out his seal.
"Great. I approve your application for the creation of a clan. Press this seal and you're a clan. We look forward to further activity."
"Thank you, Harold. From now on, please say hello."
"Yeah, it's my pleasure to meet you. I just have one question."
"What?
"Really, would you like to be a clan now?
I tilted my neck because I didn't know what Harold meant by words.
"What do you mean?
"As far as I'm concerned, I'm sincerely delighted with the birth of a new and promising clan. But, Mr. Noel, how about you? Are you confident that you can continue to create clans and scale them up smoothly?
"Absolutely. If you're not sure, you're not here."
"Indeed, you are competent. You're still young, but you won't have to graduate from running your clan, and three or two years from now, you'll be growing into a big clan."
"Then you won't have a problem."
I plan to become a seven-star (Legalia) within a year, but I need to talk about it here. It's best to prove it with results, not words.
"Sure, there's nothing wrong with normal times. But whether there is a respite for two years... No matter how competent you are, there's no point if time doesn't allow it."
"What are you talking about?
"Mr. Noel, you know about the Seven Stars, right?
I don't see the direction of the story at all, but I nod first.
"First class star" The Dragons ". Second star" Khan "and" Tai Qing Dong ". Third star" Golden Orchard (Avalon) "," Black Goat Supper (Goat Dinner) "," Hundred Nights "," Mermaid Soul Song (Lorelei) ". Every clan is a force worthy of the name of Seven Stars (Regalia). But not far from that legendary clan, the Blood Blade Coalition."
I am familiar with that clan name. That's the name I've heard in many bedtime stories.
"Yes, your grandfather, the immortal demon (Overdeath), was the captain of the cut in clan. It is a clan that has played an octagonal role and achieved unprecedented feats. You know what that was, don't you?
"... depth thirteen, a battle between the Demon King (Lord) and the Ten Kings of Underworld Prison (Valiant)."
The Ten Kings of Underworld Prison (Valiant) is an alliance made up of only the Demon Kings (Lord) belonging to the lowest and thirteenth levels of the Abyss.
All of them are powerful enough to destroy one nation in one. Too mighty, the only salvation for humanity is that many conditions must be fulfilled in order to be present.
But a few decades ago, that pillar came into existence. The power of his Great Demon King was overwhelming, and three nations perished until the Blood Blade Coalition, to which his grandfather belonged, succeeded in his crusade. That calamity, which took place in just one month, is now called the 'Polar Night of Soul Salvation'.
"With the Blood Blade Coalition's successful crusade, the Empire has absorbed a doomed nation and has also grown into a power with an unparalleled magical civilization developed. For that reason, some say that calamity was God's blessing. But I don't think so."
Harold gets up front and tones up.
"Demons (beasts) are not good neighbors, if not convenient livestock for people. They are enemies and invaders of humanity, who will never understand each other. If the Ten Kings of the Underworld (Valiants) show up again now, we will be destroyed easily."
"I mean, the Ten Kings of Underworld Prison (Valiant) will show up soon, you want to say?
"It's off the record from here on out. - According to the report of the investigation team, it is certain that the day will come soon. So, Mr. Noel, there's no respite for you to grow up relaxed."
"I see."
When I came to create the clan, they were going to hear a hell of a story. Alma and Kouga, next door, are totally confused, and I find it hard to believe. But it doesn't seem like Harold is lying.
"When will the Ten Kings of Underworld (Valiants) be next?
"Perhaps in a year"
A year from now, huh?
"Once you create the clan, Mr. Noel, you will have all the assessment results at that time, unless six months have passed. You guys are promising in the future, but you still don't have the strength or track record. It's hard to turn a good job around on a clan like that."
"Then if you get your strength and track record together, and then you create it, you get a good job turned around from the start, right? By the time the Ten Kings of Underworld (Valiants) come to life, they'll have enough work to rapidly grow their clan's organizational strength."
"Let's make a commitment. Then I'll back you up completely."
I got the word. And then there's my one will.
"Harold, I want you to tell me. Why are you so annoying me? Because he's the grandson of an indestructible demon? But I'm the magician who missed that talent."
"I have been involved in this work for many years and have seen many seekers (seekers). That's what I'm telling you. If we can defeat the Ten Kings of Underworld (Valiants), you're the key. It doesn't matter if you are the grandson or not of an immortal demon (Overdeath). I trust your potential."
"I just met my grandfather, and he told me he trusts me, but I can't pin him."
"Of course, it's up to you how you take this story. I don't care if you don't believe my story, or if it's none of my business, you can create a clan like this."
"Stop talking like you're trying. It's unpleasant."
The answer is decided from the beginning. Either way, I'm the man who wants to be the pinnacle of the Seeker. The threat of the Ten Kings of Underworld Prison (Valiant) is also more of a ship than a crossing.
My grandfather, Klan, successfully crusaded the Ten Kings of Underworld Prison (Valiant). Then there's no way I should be scared beyond my grandfather.
"A week. Just wait a week. By then, I'll have all my strength and track record."
I keep laughing.
"And we'll be seven stars (Legalia) when we assess in six months."
The moment I proclaimed it, I've turned to the face that Alma is incredible.
Speaking of which, you told Alma you'd be seven stars in a year. But an appointment can change depending on the circumstances. There's nothing wrong with that.