Bitchet's story made Bitchet's main purpose understandable, but why did he come all the way to this forest? The question remained.

And according to Bitchet, the reason for this seemed to be that if it was true, we were planning to head to Istbraith, where Nagare is staying (which, by the way, seemed to be planning to sneak in even with the gates closed and also secretly crawl at night), but along the way we felt signs of the peaches from the woods.

Naturally, by the way, Bitchet can't even get to the sign of Nagare. But if there is Peach and Flem, there will definitely be Nagare. It seems that the reasoning is in the form of a hit.

"... glad to see Nagare again. I just want to have an adult evening like this if possible."

"I won't let you. You'll never let me imitate you like that!

"Seniors are desperate too..."

"When you fall in love, you're a maiden, Frem."

"Really? I don't know."

In fact, there was a time when Flem was also concerned about Rosa, but somehow that feeling faded, and Flem became completely nagare.

"... there's something about peach, and that's on hold once. And I have a little research to do."

"Are you looking into it?

"... yes, I want to see the carriage these people were in"

"Carriage? But I'm not worn out anymore"

As Peach put it, the carriage that this Dark Merchant was carrying the Annes was destroyed by the Warcraft, dislodged, torn wheels, and scattered around with pieces of wood.

"... but if we look into it, we might come up with some evidence"

"Right. If that's the case, let's split up the body and find out."

When Nagare says so, a line other than the children enters the investigation.

Of course, it is possible to easily examine Nagare alone, but Nagare does not dare because there is no Bitchet's position.

"Uh-huh, this adventurer doesn't have a big deal."

"In the meantime, you should collect all the tags."

"Uh-huh, I guess it's about a B-rank adventurer. It's low for a forest of warcraft."

"Well, speaking of which, we're also B-ranked."

"How many nagares!?"

"Yes, I'm a B-rank too"

"And yet you're here to talk about S-rank... I'm starting to lose track of the adventurer's standards -"

Rose describes it somewhat in a laid back face. But that won't help either. If I can say one thing, it is that we should not consider things by reference to Nagare.

"Hmm, but this is probably why they rank so low."

I said with something of a cylindrical shape that Nagare was falling to the ground. It is a substitute to the extent that it fits in one hand, with a surgical engraving on the outside of the cylinder.

"This looks like a magic guide."

"Yes, that sounds like a smoke coming out of here. I'm sure this merchant was there (...) thinking that he would not be attacked by the Warcraft by this smoke. Maybe I've been cut through with it a couple of times in the past."

"I see, but that didn't work this time - so you got hit by a warcraft."

Nariya nodded as she was good at what Nagare said.

"But this could be a harvest! The Magic Instruments are generally registered under the administration of the Mage Guild, so if you look into this, you might find out about the owner!

"No, the owner's already rolling there as a corpse, so doesn't that make sense?

"... ah"

I repeated like a rumor that the peach was falling apart and pointed out to Flem. He also seems shocked that even Flem couldn't figure out what he was aware of.

"No, Peach's not a bad idea. The magic guide doesn't belong to this merchant. It would be more likely that the person who guided this deal gave it to you. However, I don't think it's likely to be a regular one, so it might not be that easy."

If, as Nagare said, this magic guide was prepared to guide the Dark Merchant, there would be no way to use items of the table like those registered to the Alliance.

"... Nagare, there was a harvest here too"

Then, now Bitchet is back and informing everyone.

A leather bag is held in his hand. It is the type that squeezes the tip with the supplied string and is a substitute that is normally used as a stowager in this world.

As for swelling, the extent to which it can be put on Bitchet's palm. It just made me feel quite heavy to see the dent in the bottom surface.

"Did you check the contents?

"... Seen, contains gems"

"Is it a gem -"

That's what I'm going to do. I'm going to put my hand on my chin and think about it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you safe!

Suddenly, some voice echoes from behind. Four people looking back like they could have played to it, just Nagare somehow felt spared, and Bitchet turned his gaze straight to the Lord of Voices.

"Ah, good. The number of people I've been hearing, you're all here."

"Really, I'm surprised. Black dogs, manticoas and tons of other demonic wreckages are gobbling up along the way."

Men in armor showed themselves from behind. I can imagine being a knight from that look. The crest engraved on the armor will prove to be the knight of this territory.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

"It's a little surprising that suddenly a cavalier arrived."

Then Flem and Peach state with a strange look.

"I apologize for this. We knights of the Knights of Istfence. I depended on the life of Master Luphall and the captain of the regiment."

There, one knight came forward. He is a man with a brown beard. The age is in the 40s. Is there such a place?

"So you mean Lord Luphall sent a knight worried about us"

"Yes, but from what I've seen, apparently, there's no curtain for us to leave."

After returning words to Rose, haha, and one laugh, he again named himself Knights as captain in this knight.

"And you caught up very well. It's a long way from the city, isn't it?

"Ha, not from the city, of course. This is a dispatch from a garrison close to here. The news is that we use night birds, but we're more surprised in that sense."

That makes me laugh bitterly this time. No way. I can't help but be surprised because adventurers from the city are reaching the woods so quickly, and have already defeated many warcraft.

"By the way, what do you have there?

Knights fingered the bag that Bitchet was holding. And for a moment, Bitcher answers tirelessly.

"... found it in the broken carriage there"

Bitchet answered that honestly. I guess he decided that even a bad deception in this situation would only make him distrustful.

"Was I? As for these people, we have also been informed by Master Luphall that there is a possibility of dark merchants carrying slaves by unfair means. Speaking of which, who was going to be enslaved by that?

"We protect that. I'm a little calm right now, but I don't want to be too excited just about things. So can we continue to handle this?

"Of course, Mr. Nagare has also been informed by Mr. Luphall. But I'm sure we'll get a face-to-face meeting later in the city."

"Once you're in the city, you'll have no choice."

Naria mentioned, and there was nothing to differ about it.

"And as for that bag, can I keep it here?

However, with regard to this request, let Flem step forward and try to bite.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Isn't that muscular? If it's our adventurer's rule that the loot is solved, the adventurer has the right to receive it, right?

To be honest, the phase is the same until then, but the tone of Flem when I say this is like a chimp around it.

That said, there is no mistake in Flem's statement. However, it is also obvious that this is an official Alliance request or that the opponent is a bandit or something.

With regard to this one, from the Istfence territory side, this merchant is only at a stage where there is a suspicion that he was trading slaves in the back.

And the project itself was not officially requested by the Adventurer Alliance, except for the extermination of the Warcraft. Of course, it's a line about getting permission from the lord.

"Yeah, I know. So I'm only keeping it. Even this one didn't have the identity or any other company of these people? Who is the counterparty? and I want to recover anything that might even lead to a little bit of evidence to grasp those things. Of course, as soon as we're done, we'll give it back to you through the guild, so please, this is one place..."

But Knights, a knight captain, has treated him only in the form of a favor with a low profile. When this happens, Flem looks at me and says, "Mmm, no more words."

I guess I can also draw attention to the fact that I don't like boulders in this situation.

"Bitchet, you can't help this. They have a situation, too."

"... if Nagare says so, I can't help it"

And Bitchet honestly handed the leather bag to the captain of the knight. However, Nagare and the others decided to bring it back as it was because they didn't ask about the magic guide.

And just in case the knights also looked around to see if there was anything that could lead them, but they couldn't find anything like this, and the story came in the form of retrieving the Merchant Guild certificates that the merchants had (though only from the table) and the same adventurers regarding the tags, Nagare and the others, submitting them to the Guild at a later date.

"Later, it's about defeated warcraft and demons, but that's all. If you'll excuse me, I'll help you collect the soldiers later.

"No, many warcraft are now under the influence of being defeated, and other warcraft and demons are cautious, and I don't think they will come out any more, but they will move again in the morning. And I'm sorry that you bothered to move for it, so I'm going to collect it now so as not to leave any harm behind."

"... Yes?

It was Knights who accidentally rounded his eyes and returned them with a missing voice between them, but shortly afterwards he said he was to be amazed at how to recover the non-standard Nagare.

Incidentally, it is not a weight that can be recovered even if the quantity is a magic bag inherently in the possession of Nagare and Peach alone, but there is a boulder Nagare. Even the mass was changed once due to compression by ai qi, and all was recovered brilliantly.

However, I think the Alliance will be quite busy at a later date.

"By the way, ladies and gentlemen, what do we do now? It may never be comfortable, but there is an environment where you can stay in the garrison for once."

"No, I tell my lord I will return, so I will return."

"Really? Isn't it supposed to be dangerous for a night like this? I'd like to, but honestly, you didn't have to worry about that if you had the strength to do this. I'm sorry I couldn't be of much help."

So it was a row that I could bow my head to, but no, I didn't care, and it was Nagare who responded politely.

"Hey, Master Nariya, do you remember me?

"Oh, yes, I used to be in the city"

"Yes! I was a guard then, but Master Nariya instructed me to be a knight!

"Dear Nariya, oh, would you shake my hand?

"Huh? Yes, if it's okay with me or something"

And in the meantime, there was a figure of Nariya surrounded by other knights for some reason. Apparently, I've dated soldiers to practice when I came to the city as an escort to Russi.

It seems to be highly popular due to its impact. Although it seems to have a strong admirable connotation.

"Uh-huh, your sister is popular like this, but she doesn't develop into a relationship in the middle."

I shrugged, looking down at my sister like that, like Naria was gonna do it. By the way, Naria has already returned to her phantom. I guess you thought it would just be easier for the boulders to see themselves in other knights.

And naturally, the figure can be seen firmly by Nagare.

"By the way, Doctor, do you want to go back the same way?

"Oh, but you've got kids."

"Yeah, so I'll fix the carriage"

"... Yes?

Unexpectedly, Peach's thought stops, but in the meantime Nagare processed the surrounding trees in a fit, hitting the ingredients to repair the carriage and trying to repair the broken carriage brilliantly on it.

No - is this no longer a level of repair? Because it's changing into something much tougher and more comfortable to ride than the original carriage.

Of course this is also due to Nagare's considerations, and the design itself has changed dramatically so as not to recall that the children riding were being carried as slaves.

If normal, it's not elegant. Just a front carriage, for God's sake, a hand is applied by Nagare's temper, to one very somewhat stylish design in front of it, and it's hard to feel as though there's no room in a cramped car, a spacious space that even eight adults can afford to ride. The tasteless environment of just sitting on the ground is also sophisticated, with tables and chairs set up thanks to Nagare's ingenuity, each of which can be described as craftsmanship. Created in an ergonomic fashion, the chair is made of restraints conceived in a way that makes the rider less burdensome at the hips and less tired at all after a long ride.

It is precisely now that the mediocre front carriage, which had no characteristics whatsoever, was reborn by the brilliant.

"Whoa, whoa! Doctor, that's amazing! Pansy!"

"... stop being an adventurer and do any work if you're already in Nagare."

"... absolute happiness if you can marry Nagare"

"If you are Nagare, how can you do it yourself in the mansion where you live..."

"Honestly, I can't keep up anymore"

Whatever it is, now we can have a carriage for the children, and it's a line of peace of mind.

"By the way, Master Nagare, what will the horse do?

All in Nariya's question, speaking of which, showed their faces.

Certainly producing horses from no amount of nagare...... I don't feel like I can't do anything I can't do, but I wouldn't dare.

"Well, here's one training, so..."

Then Nagare turned her gaze to Flem as she answered the query.

And, heh? And it was a flem that rounded my eyes...

Shortly after leaving the woods, the line broke up with the knights who had been dispatched and headed home.

And with the exception of Frem, it's a line that travels in the same train way as it goes.

"Flem, please follow me closely"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

"Shh, wow! Faster than a horse ~ ~ ~!"

Yes, Flem entrusted me with the role of pulling the carriage with the children. And he is also Flem, who was appointed to Nagare and happily assumed that role.

The speed was either a gift of Nagare's training or much faster than that of a horse.