The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

Nagare and Peach return to the reception and wait there until the results are known.

It is a matter of decision to be ranked B, but the part about what level is unknown.

"I'm pretty sure the peach is from B5, but I don't know what level Nagare is... if it's hectic, it seems like it could be 1st level or something, well, it could be around there too"

"Well, that was strange, but you took that Goffo exam a lot"

Fuji Peach expressed his doubts.

Indeed, as long as Nagare fought, it was somewhat subtle in strength.

"Oh, that's him. Something lucky happened to be gay at the time, but he wasn't on another mission. In that case, it's in the form of nominating someone else, but there's no particular restriction within the B-rank if the original examiner nominates you for this. So, it looks like Gay chose it without much thought..."

I mean, the examiner that the gay guy chose as his surrogate was a pretty sweet person to judge, that seems to be the case.

"You were oddly unlucky, that guy."

"Well, but you ended up getting caught."

That's what Nagare said, the bee hit me! and Peach snorted.

While we're talking about that, ah! And as I recall, Marine raised her voice.

"Yeah, well, you had a bounty on those Goffos. Sixty grand, Jerry."

That being said, Marine lined up the currency over the counter.

"Thank you. Half the time, Peach."

Yeah, yeah, yeah! And Peach speaks up.

"No, this is bad for a boulder. Either I'm the one who got help."

"But we had a party, didn't we? So you should have half of these things."

That's how Nagare handed 30,000 jerry to Peach half forcefully.

"Ugh, thank you so much"

Nagare returned her fortune to a peach of apologies, pleasure, and gratitude in such a face, no, and turned her share into a magic bag.

"By the way, I think you have a lot less adventurers today. Sometimes it's time."

When Nagare leaks such a question, oh yes, Marine responds.

"I've had a report since yesterday. Sweetby's out, so most of the free adventurers are headed that way."

"Ha, I see. Is it Sweetby"

Nagare nodded as if she was good at it.

Sweetby is a bee-type demon, and is submerged in a forest about two days west of this time of year.

The recommended rank on the crusade is about grade 5 of the B rank and a request that requires a lot of strength, but the popular secret lies in the honey stored in its leg bag.

Sweetby has the habit of collecting honey from flowers blooming in the neighborhood and bringing it back to his nest.

In fact, this is the reason why they are being crusaded, because they may strike people on the way to collect honey, or they may raze crops as they are revealed near the field, so the damage will increase if left alone.

But at the same time, it also has a different meaning. The honey collected by Sweet Bee is the magic of this demonic possession and the change that leads to the ingredients in the body, turning it into an intensely wonderful sweetness.

As a result, honey that can be taken from Sweet Bee will be traded at high prices with the market and merchants.

Sweet bee honey will not disappear after losing its nucleus.

For this reason, it is also a popular secret that the Alliance is not the only proprietary patent subject to free trade.

"They do trade for a lot of money when it comes to nests."

"Yeah, but the queen sweet bee that wraps up the sweet bee is so cautious that the nest is well covered up, too. It's hard to find inside."

"So you often have to defeat a single sweet bee,"

Yeah, yeah, and Marine nods.

"Huh, but that's good! I've only tasted sweet bee nectar once, but that's already true..."

"Hey Peach, Saliva, Saliva"

Wipe with Jurli and sleeves. I feel unspeakable and unspeakable around here.

"Hey Nagare, let's do this when we get to B-rank! If you're with Nagare, it's going to work."

"Right...... but this isn't just a crusade request, is it?

"Correct. If it was too popular to allow me to crusade freely, there would have been a fight, a takeover would have started, and it would have been scattered. So as long as the number doesn't increase, I'll ask for an order. And as I was saying, it's popular, so they're taking all the orders today."

Eh, and Peach raises his dissatisfaction.

But as Nagare noticed something there, oh, and leaked her voice.

"Apparently, you can ask, this request"

"Huh? No, so for today..."

"Hey Marine, we've got those two ranked. Both Peach and Nagare are said to be Grade 5 in the B rank. Nagare talked about even raising it a little bit more, but it's still not between registrations and it's a promotion from the D-rank. This is it for now."

"Huh? Oh, thank you. But Nagare is a 5th grade..."

Marine thanked the officials for their words, which she was told to interrupt the story.

The peach I heard about it was hard to believe, I did it, but I did it nagare.

"But grade 5 seems a little low for Nagare."

"No, I'm a newcomer, and it's too much."

If you're having that conversation, then I'll rewrite it, and I'll give you a tag because Marine's been giving me a hand.

And during the rewriting of that tag, further stories from officials continued.

"Yes, actually, I just had a cancellation with a Sweetby contractor, for both of us. The afternoon carriage leaves in about an hour, so we were both talking about it earlier, right? Can I help you?"

I was surprised to see Marine say, "Huh!?"

How did you know that? The expression is Nagare, who knows and knows.

As much as I happen to have a cancellation on a request I just wanted to contract, it is a light prospect.

"Na ~ gale ~ this request ~"

One nod at the peach, which seems happy as it breaks his face and then asks for consent as sweet as it is.

"Right. Now, this is a corner, and I'm going to ask you to do this."

That said, Marine received the tag she asked me to rewrite and sign the requisition -

"For Sweetby Crusaders only, the afternoon carriage is this way - hurry up if you want to ride - we'll be leaving soon"

From a large front carriage stopped on Carriage Street west of Central Square, a man of your own raised his voice.

And then Peach, wait! and shouted as he waved, hurrying with Nagare to the carriage.

"Phew, I managed to make it"

A peach that boards the carriage of interest with a critical departure and strokes down his chest.

Because of the run, the peach's forehead seeped with sweat like balls.

But Nagare has no breath, no disturbance, and a cool look.

By the way, the reason I'm late for a carriage... can be mainly in peaches.

Sometimes it was a two-day journey in a carriage, and it was necessary to prepare a preserved meal to fill the stomach along the way, as well as a bottle to collect honey from the sweet bee.

Because no matter how many magic bags you bring, you can't keep the liquid one in.

Rivers also exist on the way to your destination, so you can refill the water and bathe your body, but you will also need a towel to do so.

And since Nagare was also supposed to be here until now, if I knew exactly what I was going to buy and went around the store as quickly as possible, I would have had no problem...

I bought skewers, crepes, etc. and the peach was on the way, and it depended on the amount of time I heard from the guild that I was critical.

Nagare, in particular, acted together by calculating a critical and timely time.

Well, whatever it is, the carriage moves out at the same time as you two get in.

And shortly after he sat on the floor of a suitable vacant place.

"Am I? What a kid. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. It's not a kids' playground we're going to go to. This is a B-rank-only crusade carriage, you know that?

One adventurer pointed me in the eye and said that.