Transition to Another World, Landmines Included

That was when we were headed from an old fashioner to an inn, with a bit of stupidity.

"Mr. Purple Vine!

Tension runs between us in the voice of a sudden call.

Turning his gaze to the Lord of his voice, he was there covering his whole body with a thin, dirty robe and hiding his face with a hood.

He is a suspicious person, no matter how he sees it.

No, I know with almost certainty from the content of the call that I am an ex-class mate, but since I am likely to have a mine, there will be no problem in saying that I am suspicious.

Exactly about time, I don't think we have any really nasty classmates left, but Kerg's situation is the situation.

The vigilant man showed us a little hooded, but the moment he checked his face, Toya moved.

"-!!

Toya, who instantly steps in front of the person, slaps that fist into her stomach.

Together with the dull sound of 'dossu', it folds into her bodily handwriting and floats in the universe for a moment.

And as it was, he weakened without even raising his voice and collapsed to the ground.

"Quick......"

"No, 'cause, you know, it said don't make me talk, right?

I shrugged unexpectedly and told me that Toya shrugged her shoulder and answered flatly, but that she could punch the girl in the stomach without any hesitation nonetheless......

Falling to the ground, it was the face of Saint Satomi, who was on the arrangement, who emerged from the hood that was rolled "Meow".

For once, the possibility of knowing each other - no, it's almost certainly supposed to be 'Takamatsu Satami' because he was calling Yuki's name, but looking at his actual face doesn't link him to Takamatsu, who remembers him thinly blurry.

Come here, because of a rather intense experience that's been going on for over six months, it doesn't matter. It's on the other side of my memory...... you didn't look like this, did you?

"I feel a little shadowy, but you don't notice this."

"I expected it when I saw the arrangement...... is it an 'attractive look' skill?

At least, it's definitely a beautiful girl.

"But Toya, you hit him pretty hard, didn't you?

Yuki tells me to be a little spooked, but that won't help either.

I'm talking about how much my body floats in the universe by beating me up from the bottom.

"'Cause I don't have the skills to stun you with my neck tongue?

"That's right. Is that a concussion?

"Normally, it would be. But if you beat it with that kind of power, if you suck, you munch it, right? The best thing is probably to tighten it off like judo. Obstacles will be hard to come by. If you make a mistake, you'll die."

Natsuki says something quite real.

Human beings, like stories, don't pass out in chloroform, and they can't do neck tonnes.

If it takes away consciousness in an instant, maybe even carbon dioxide would be more effective.

If you want to take your life with your consciousness, it will be different.

"Right? That's why I hit you in the stomach. I'm not bad."

"No, isn't it probably about punching him in the stomach and stunning him?

"I don't know if it's okay to overdo it a little bit, because I beat him up feeling about it. There was a tragedy in this town, and there was something about Mary and the others."

"Ah......"

I was unwittingly convinced.

Yuki and the others also nod as they agree, looking down at the fallen Takamatsu.

"I can even say this girl is the cause..."

The response after that was lame as putting religion aside for sure.

I've seen it say 'how to make money from emerging religions' in something, but the trick was to 'keep the amount you wind up at less than a certain percentage of your income'.

If we wind up too much, the lives of believers will be broken and social problems, and even if we can make money in the short run, our sources of income will be cut off in the long run.

Takamatsu mistakenly added or subtracted that spoonful, and failed to respond afterwards as well.

That would not make it possible to say that Mary's father was not responsible because she died and they were also to suffer major burns.

"If we catch him alive, he'll kill us. Even if you missed the force..."

It is a fact that Toya whines about something quite scary, but certainly undeniable.

I don't know you, I'm not close enough to take a risk and help, and unfortunately, there's too much of a problem with what you did.

If you hide it, we'll be the criminals.

If you're going to pity me, I might chop your neck off in this unconscious state right now, but I don't have enough brother-in-law to dare defile our hands.

Is it good to hand it over like this and forget about it?

"... let's just, let's tie him up"

"It's a little depressing, but you can't help it"

Monkeys and blindfolds in Takamatsu, where Yuki and the others passed out, and rope their hands and feet together.

I also put on the robe that I originally wore, tied the rope from the top, and packed it.

Toya takes over in that state.

"Let's keep it up and deliver it to the Adventurer Guild in this town. Guys, you don't want to get weird, do you?

"Yeah. I just got it delivered."

"Right. If they let us escape, we become criminals."

It is unclear what Takamatsu's skills are, but it is definitely best not to get involved.

We rushed to the Adventurer Alliance to finish what we didn't like.

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Kerg's Adventurer Guild, which I haven't visited in a long time, looked as thriving as ever.

I didn't feel any good about the whole city, but that's probably why I have a lot of work to do as an adventurer.

Especially day-to-day jobs, etc. would be pulled by the demand for reconstruction, and numerous "again".

We went in with a suspicious cloth roll in such a guild, we gathered our gaze undeniably, but it still honestly helps that no one is involved.

The majority of adventurers who hold the food of life in their guild are basically well-behaved.

- At least, where the Alliance officials have eyes.

If you get caught in the eye, you can't get a better rank, and you can't get a better job, so naturally.

We ignore that gaze and head to the counter.

"Um, hello?

We grinned bitterly at the receptionist who made Toya wander with our faces and the things she was in charge of and greeted her like she was in a little trouble, and here again it was on the wall, naturally, pointing to the example arrangement.

"I brought you an array."

"Arr......? Ha! Oh, did you catch him?!?"

The receptionist shook for a moment and raised her voice as she was immediately surprised at what she was saying.

"Yeah, well"

"No way...... Ah! Sure, it was Mr. Toya to Mr. Nao, wasn't it? You've taken on bandit extermination before."

I couldn't believe it, she was a receptionist with the look on her face, but she looks at us again and mouths our names like she's hacked.

"That, did you remember me?

This sister, when she used to come to Kerg, she was immersed in the library and became a little close.

I remember because I know a handful of people, but from your sister, one of the many adventurers who comes, and it was months ago, so I thought I'd forgotten...

"Remember, it's also the role of the receptionist to remember those who look promising in the high-ranking future! Looks like you crusaded safely. I'm getting a report. And Nao is an elf."

For once, I'm a wack for asking for nominative stuff, and maybe it's not weird to remember, but from me not so good at remembering faces, I think it's pretty awesome.

My sister is right, I guess the fact that I am a rare elf around here also affects me...

It is now a priority to hand over troublesome items as soon as possible.

"Ha... somehow. So, this one, is it good?

"Oh, excuse me. Now, to the back."

Pointing to Toya's belongings and prompting me, your sister leaves the counter and leads us to the back room.

The gaze of the other adventurers hurts a little, but this is probably like, 'Get along with our receptionist! I guess it's not jealousy like' cause of the reward we get.

Because if you're an adventurer based in this town, you can't possibly not have seen that arrangement, and you'll be remembered for the amount of that reward.

I don't want to think there are adventurers who attack me short-circuitously, but for once, you might want to be careful.

"Please wait in this room"

What was guided was a smaller room that seemed like an interview room at first glance.

There's just one small window that doesn't even go through my head, nothing like furniture, and it's pretty dim.

When your sister manipulated the wall, the lights dotted and lit the room brightly, but the impression she still received was not much different.

Takamatsu wrapped around us in a room where just the five of us and the receptionist's sister can feel a little cramped - no, Virgin Satomi.

As soon as we wrapped ourselves around the corner of that room, your sister came back with two men as soon as she left the room.

I don't remember seeing it the last time I came here... maybe not. It's my memory, so I don't really trust you.

One is a resilient man, the other an old man.

A total of 9 people, and one is a macho, so when this goes into the same room, it's pretty small.

"I'm sorry. Just to be careful."

Whether you understood my mood like that, or you thought so yourself, the old man who came in quickly apologizes.

"When you say caution?

"For once, he's a wanted criminal, isn't he? Because this room is quite sturdy."

"I see."

Hulka answers that and looks around the room.

When they say that, it does seem like a shrine. Around without furniture?

Do they also plant plank walls that look normal, or even iron plates on the back?

"This is William, branch manager of this guild. The back one is Cyrus the escort, but you don't have to remember."

"Oui, hey, that's terrible, huh? Ketra Yo."

Cyrus and the introduced Macho protest at the introduction of the receptionist sister - who seems to say Ketra - but Mr. Ketra shakes his head flat.

"Because there's no chance I'm going to be involved with you. Instead, stay out of it. It's troubling to have a weird impact on promising young people in the future."

Quite a tight thing to say, Mr. Ketra.

I'm sure Cyrus is angry and good.

But you're in a weaker position than Mr. Ketra, and Cyrus has nothing to say back, only to laugh bitterly.

"Damn, both of us. Better than that, huh? Silas."

"Ooh."

William prompts Cyrus to approach the corner of the room and peel the hood. Remove the blindfold further and snort one and cover the blindfold and hood again.

"Definitely. He's Satomi the Virgin."

To that word, the branch manager exhales in a ho.

I guess there were still a lot of problems with the situation where the central figure of this disturbance had not been caught.

If it's normal, we're asking the Adventurer Guild to help us, both mentally and in the subjects that the Lords should be captive... after all, it's better not to stick too much neck in it.

But I found it well.

"It just so happens, right? I stopped by this town and it was just on the way to the request, because I wasn't looking for anything else."

Hulka answers honestly to words like he was impressed.

In fact, Satomi just blew herself up, and if she couldn't speak up, we wouldn't have noticed.

Did she lose because she missaw Toya's thoughtful goodness or just overconfident her skills?

If only we could have a conversation, maybe we thought we could round it up.

"Good luck is the nature of an adventurer. Cyrus, you keep an eye out here. You're going up."

Leaving Cyrus in the small room, we headed for the branch manager's room, apparently.

The room that went upstairs was littered with various documents and a little messy.

The branch manager sat in the chair behind it leaking his year-to-year voice.

"Well, I wasn't even able to verify my identity, so I thought I'd pay the prize. Ketra."

"Yes, this will be a thousand gold coins of the prize."

"Thank you"

You already prepared it, give us the leather bag you took out of the shelf in the room.

When it comes to big money, it's a lot of money, but now it's also a familiar amount.

It's a size leather bag in the palm of my hand, but it's all heavy as if I had a dumbbell just for metal.

I was near Mr. Ketra. I picked it up and put it in my bag.

Obviously it doesn't look like such a heavy object came in my bag with a slightly more intriguing look on the part of the branch manager, but nothing in particular was said about it.

"You guys did ask for a bandit crusade before, didn't you?

"Yes, Rafan has contacted me that I have successfully completed"

I don't think the branch manager knows exactly what one adventurer is asking for, but he may have heard from Mr. Ketra beforehand.

"Including this one, it deserves to be ranked higher, but now the rank..."

"Uh, that was rank four, wasn't it?

"Yes, you're rank 5 now"

Mr. Ketra's memory, half-baked.

Communicate your current rank as Hulka snorts.

"That's fast enough to make it rank 6. What's the name of the party?

"I named it" Clear Mirror Stop. "

"'Light Mirror Stop Water'... All right, let's remember. If you need anything, you can count on it. Help as much as you can."

Does that feel like one reward instead?

Well, the power of the organization can't be foolish, and it's not bad to have connections.

"Thank you"

"Good, good. A quality adventurer is a guild treasure. Keep it up."

You think we're 'quality adventurers' because your concerns have been allayed, or as you put it, you're dropped off by a branch manager who looks in a good mood and leaves the room.

And keep going downstairs, outside the guild.

"That's a high-ranking (...) adventurer! Good luck!

For some reason, Mr. Ketra will give you a drop off by emphasizing 'high rank'.

Turning his gaze, he laughed and winked at me nicely.

... Oh, I see. Are you a wacko that's holding me back?

I don't have a specific rank, but the receptionist assures me it's a high rank.

How stupid is it to attack someone like that, or an idiot with confidence in his arm?

You won't have to worry about being attacked by a regular high-ranking adventurer first.

A thousand pieces of gold is certainly a lot of money, but if you are a highly-ranked adventurer, it is an amount you can earn enough, and the return does not match the risk.

If you're so stupid, you just have to give it back, and the problem would be a confident idiot in your arm.

It's fine if you're just overconfident, but force is troublesome if someone has behavioral problems and is not ranked high.

You just want to get out of this town before you get into trouble.