When Elga and Opal were being invited to their private rooms by their lord Akdork, the Nagares decided to roll them out to the city because they still had time before the dinner party for the welcome was held.

Istbraith has the perfect expression such as a fortress city, and its robustness is compounded by the overwhelming number of guards, as well as an area in the downtown area that serves as a training ground for knights and soldiers, and is widely secured for agricultural purposes.

Assuming the time of need, the water supply is, of course, installed up to the water tower, and it seems well designed so that there is no shortage of water even when things happen.

There are naturally many people in the city who make a living in this city, not just fighters, but such living quarters are completely divided.

The soldiers around, of course, are constantly eye-catching, but they were considered not to be too heavily aired, and a little park or something was laid down.

The market is no less vibrant than the city of Hamma, in the location of the border with the Empire, but the expression of the people is not bright and depressing.

In particular, I guess this is a major factor in the fact that the threat of empire is fading from year to year. On the contrary, he also scattered that he was seeing signs of normalizing his national relations with the Empire, especially among the merchants who seemed to be standing up.

Merchants such as setting up chambers of commerce naturally can be of great benefit depending on the way they do business with the Empire. Not right now, of course, but it is whispered among the fast informing merchants that they are finally becoming realistic rather than talking about the rumor level of the wind, and it is likely that many people will start counting on it now in anticipation of it.

In that case, the first thing that Frem was interested in after everyone went out of town was the store that handled the equipment.

That's the number when it comes to what caught my attention so much. Anyway, there are many stores that deal in equipment, and most of them work as blacksmiths.

Then, Luluci explained to me why so many stores deal with equipment.

Apparently, that factor is still a large part of being a borderline city. Sure, it's getting less likely to do things with the Empire, but still, knights and soldiers have no spare time for their daily workouts.

Practical forms of training are also indispensable for times of need, in which case weapons are also authentic (usually wooden knives or bladeless ones for training) and shields and protective equipment are worn in the same way as actual battles and intense training is carried out.

For this reason, the exhaustion of the equipment is quite severe. Training-damaged items are brought to the city's weapons stores and protective equipment stores for repair, but because the quantity is too high, it is very difficult to handle only one store.

Because of this background, the number of stores that can handle repairs is gradually increasing and will continue to this day.

For this reason, the number of stores dealing with equipment is high anyway. Yeah, a lot of them.

"Uh-huh, Doctor, this wasn't a good place either. I knew my arms were better on steel."

After going around a few shops, Frem spoke to Nagare as he gave a peek at the unfortunate, and then somewhere proud, appearance.

Sure, no store is ever too smart or sloppy, but the quality of the equipment on display really makes me look like steel.

There are many stores in this city that handle equipment, but there is not a single store with a Dwarf owner. Of course, it's not something that can be schematically done just by race differences, but it does get inferior when it comes to equipment that deals with iron and other minerals, at least from what I've seen.

"But there were a lot of good things to do with leather."

Kyle describes his expression as Nico. He just found his favorite breastplate and made a new one. For that reason, it's always bright Kyle, but I'm in an even better mood today.

By the way, Flem also seemed troubled when it came to leather gear, but in the end he seems to have decided to stay the way he is.

"But the teacher's Nagare ceremony was sold out everywhere and was pending arrival. It's a weapon devised by my teacher at all, so I need you to be more comfortable selling it!

"... I don't particularly care about that, but that much bigger: 'Nagare Style Sold Out! Book soon!' You feel indescribable when it's listed -"

In some stores, the ceremony is missing and the "Mass Production Ceremony Nagare is under consideration! 'So much so that some stores said so.

It was an indication that even as a nagare would inadvertently twinkle my eyebrows, but for some reason when it comes to peaches,

"Na, Nagare is mass-produced -"

And he was groaning as he made his face red. Nagare tries to wonder why her face is red, but changes the subject as Peach panicked.

"Speaking of which, I didn't even have a wand."

"Peach just got a new wand, too."

"Yeah, I do, but I figured you'd be a little concerned, wouldn't you?

"If you're my sister, whatever wand you have, you look great."

A peach lined up next to Nagare, but next to that peach, Lupa was walking with a wuss.

By the way, next to Frem, there's also Christina.

"But you just tried to hit me a little with a cane, but you don't have to panic that far, do you? I'm not that violent when my wand breaks."

Spills stupidity as Peach buzzes the wand. Speaking of wands, it was the magic conductor store that dealt with them, and the peach that jumped into the store that caught my eye, but although many items had been granted to enhance the magical effect, overall durability did not seem to be taken into account.

Naturally I can't say I deserve a peach that treats a wand as a weapon. I just don't have the idea of treating the wand as a weapon in the first place, so I can tell you what I can do.

Anyway, there was a target outside the store to test the magic effect, but after Peach barebacked a couple of times, the clerk rushed over to beat the target with a cane, and it broke, so stop it! And so much so that they sued me in tears.

Anyway, it's unprecedented to try to hit me if you want to come see a wand and do a magic test shot! And so much so that they were even amazed.

Especially Peach, who even complained bumply that that's not why he tried to hit it - whatever it was, after looking around the city all the way, the line headed to the Adventurer's Guild.

It was everyone's idea that they wanted to see what an adventurer's guild was like outside the city of Hamma.

Anyway, the city of jewellery has gotten a mess about Masaru, so I haven't been able to see much detail.

So they all headed for the guild with those legs.

"Uh-huh, I was wondering what it was like, but it doesn't really change the hammer and what you asked for, Doctor."

"Right. However, there seems to be a considerable number of jobs, whatever the content."

"Uh-huh, but I figured I'd rather have a guild with beautiful women at reception."

"You really don't get a bump there, Kyle."

Return it as if Rosa was frightened.

Regarding Flem, he checks the request for a shiatsu message board, but seems somewhat disappointed with the content that cannot be replaced with a hammer.

However, as far as Nagare is concerned, there may be a few distinctive requests.

I'm sorry. I'm not a beautiful woman.

Then, you heard Kyle. The receptionist opens his mouth in a grumpy manner.

Once everyone's gaze went from the bulletin board to the reception counter.

"I'm telling you, this is the one who's always having an affair."

"Terrible, Flem!?"

It is Kyle who is lightly shocked with his thumb pointing at Flem. But he also seemed to have consciousness, so he quickly recovered.

"... Phew, Flem is a girl after all, too?

"Ha? Uh-huh, I don't care either. Don't bother."

He is a flem who raised his black eyes and thought for a moment to Christina, who asks him with a strange twitch.

And the answer that followed was what he looked like.

"Oh, right! I knew the receptionist would like a man!

"No, so either, and, you know, he's a receptionist man!

For a moment everyone's gaze was poured into Newha.

Well - and a slightly lit grin on her, originally him.

"Hmm, but I might be a receptionist like him."

Then Danshok said as he poured a hot gaze at the receptionist. I even lick my tongue. His eyes were as glittering as a carnivore who had found his prey. And in an instant, the receptionist's skin pops.

"Hey, what's this bullshit! Demons!"

"Oh, how rude of you to be a monster!"

But unfortunately, there's nothing to deny that but danshock. Now I just pray not to go up on the bulletin board as a crusade request by imitating badly.

"Heh heh, but I like men who do, too."

"Oh, yeah?

What a glossy smile, Newha says. Unlike Danshok, the male receptionist inquires without thinking.

Newha is right. He is successful and wild inside. I don't know if they mainly choose those men for reception because they are adventurer guilds, but many other officials have similar atmospheres.

And for some reason, the other receptionists began to brag about their muscles, tone their hair, and show their shiny faces at the sight of Newha.

But don't forget, New Ha and I are men by gender. But when I reveal that here, the receptionist boys' tension is going to drop all at once, so I dare not touch it and move on.

There was also a scream ahead of Danshok moving, but as long as it doesn't develop into a case, it won't be a problem to leave him alone.