"Wait."

When Alberto, the leader, laid his hand on the door to get out of the tavern - a still voice could be heard from behind the store.

Scratched shopkeeper on his face...... he stands up and looks at this one.

Hi, it was like I was the one who was stopped.

"Hynd, we're going first. It's the East Gate today."

"Okay."

Following Alberto, other members leave the store as well.

The owner took me to the back of the kitchen where I couldn't hear a guest.

When the shopkeeper put his arms around him and leaned against the wall, he slowly started talking as he explored.

"... you guys, you want to challenge those ice dragons?

"Oh, did you hear that? Do you know what that dragon looks like?

"Naturally. That ice dragon is the Lord of Mount Kelsa, our long-time enemy."

Is that mountain over there, "Mount Kelsa"? I've never known you before.

Something interesting seemed to come up, so I shut up and encouraged it to continue.

According to the shopkeeper, the castle city is accustomed to dealing with stampede, but the damage tends to be greater only when that ice dragon comes out.

Every few years it emerges, and besides, Ice Dragon had wisdom, and he was on the verge of crusade and got away with it?

"... surely you were looking for that icedragon weakness?

"Yeah, those ice scales are troublesome. If you have any idea..."

"Keep calling it off. What, but honestly, it's a story I want you to hear without Ate. But from what I've heard of the young people I witnessed three years ago, I haven't..."

One cough when I look at the store owner wondering repeatedly about the excuses.

Is it also a difficult situation to talk about?

The owner had closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he would correct his residence and turn back to me.

"In human terms, this is the position here. The corners are sticking out and it will be difficult to confirm, but at the border between the head and neck -"

A shopkeeper slaps a ton and his own thick neck.

From the front, to the right, from the dragon, it's the left neck muscle, he explained.

"There, the dagger should be left standing. I hate him, a sword with plenty of earthly magic protection. Around that ancient wound, the scales of the earth are exposed without the ice scales regenerating."

"Is it true!?

My body accidentally stepped forward.

By the time I saw it, I couldn't confirm such a wound, as he said...

If that's what you really have, this is where you're going.

"That sword was made by the famous master of this country, Mareus. No wonder that happened."

I only solidify into the word for a moment, and then I follow up and take a serious look at the big scratch on the store owner's face.

Somewhat detailed and polite, he explained where the dagger was stabbed... and you know more about the dagger.

"Am I right? What, seriously taking people's faces... oh well. I'll tell you what, I'm not the one who stabbed the dagger. Sure, I was on the spot, and the wounds on my face were from that time."

"So...?

"Oh, he's a mercenary I know... ex, but. He's retired, and now he's a shoemaker."

I see... is it possible to hear this story from everyone I know in that shoe shop?

Even considering the eventful fairness, there are a few NPCs that know the story that have a problem.

Oh, can you hear anything else from a young soldier who said he witnessed the Ice Dragon wound?

Whatever it is, it is very much appreciated information for us.

"The dagger of earthly attributes is around your neck, right? Thank you for your valuable information. I'll remember."

"As a cooking teacher, I took care of you. Wish me a good fight."

The information brought to me by the owner of the tavern was emailed not only to the Yumils, but also to the Signerias.

I also thought about the possibility of ancient wounds appearing only on our side of the 'Ice Dragon', but decided it wasn't due to TB's trend towards events.

For once, I cautioned the Hina Bird Party to confirm it shortly after it appeared...... it will probably be fine.

When I finished texting and joined the Yumils at the East Gate, I decided to try the event quickly.

As I said in my email reply, the Hina Bird Party went to the fight first.

"I knew NPC for this game was important. Whatever the itinerary route was during Reid, didn't he tell you about the tuna bait?

A word with Tobi in retrospect of the Reid event about the information I've been hearing.

Not being conclusive, but even a thin bargain when you know it... that's what NPC tends to offer you for event-related information.

"Apparently. Especially since the formula ratio of the sprinklers is different from the reality, the bait person said it was useful."

"Mr. Hynd, you're in good hands. I've been teaching you all kinds of fried food recipes."

Sure, it's not hard to imagine that that's what you were willing to tell me by hanging up.

The taste preferences were similar to those of that shopkeeper, and I had a lot of fun myself.

"But every time, it's a hassle to mix up with this crowd and move on! I want to storm straight into the gate!

"That's not everyone together - ahhh!?

"Oh, I'm sorry, Lord Hynd. I stepped on my heel."

"Oh, don't worry. It's only so small."

They have quite a few requests for improvement from amongst players, but once they're in, they can fight in a row.

We already have tactics in our case, so we'll have to be patient until then.

As I walk around measuring how far to the gate, Liz suddenly pulls my sleeve.

"Mr. Hynd, let's hold hands."

"Hands? Why?"

"We have to get out of here."

"There's a marker indication, and I don't think it's going to come off...... then, yes"

As I walk around holding Liz's little hand in gloves, Yumil silently teases me around the body.

They took my arm as it was, so I panicked and re-held my cane.

The stride between Yumil and Liz doesn't match at all, so standing in between I fluttered a lot.

Plus I felt like I was sticking it up my back, so I looked back and Serene grabbed my coat right behind me...

"Spicy walking!?

"Whatever it is, this sandwich... even though I know the shame about the contents, this is jealous of whatever it is. Lord Hynd, blow it up. Hey, blow it up?

"Don't blow it up! Get rid of that mess!

Stop flirting the roasted balls!

My eyes aren't laughing, you son of a bitch!

Weird things happen around us when we were cursorily headed for the gate doing that.

The other players suddenly push it on their backs.

When I looked around at something, I saw a certain group of people walking slowly to crack the waves.

"Mm, he..."

Yumil seems to have noticed.

I recently found out the face in the center...... because first there is the appearance of the Alliance Rhapsody rave who did the PK annihilation alliance in "Ruje Snowfield".

Before and after that, it's in the form of a man and a woman wearing arranging gear that seems to be in hand to see, making sure to protect him and move.

I don't particularly intimidate my surroundings or tell them to retreat, but nature and other players are paving the way to the gate.

Hmm, mysterious intimidation......

Would it feel "bee scared" to describe the mood of the players around you in the end?

"Oh, that's Lord Rave. It's not a different sight... more and more roads are being made."

"Speaking of which, they were home to this Belgian Federation. It would be cold resistant equipment from the beginning... and when a ranker with a name out without a coat walks in grandeur, oh is it...?

"What do you think? I don't think I would normally."

You have a tingly strange nervousness, that group.

Looks like a pre-game athlete.

By the way, their current ranking is second alongside the Hina Birds in crusade numbers.

It's even coming up to a position tonight where we can skip our records.

As it was, they disappeared through the gate to the event stage without anyone blocking them.

"Ugh, so lightly at the gate......! We're also rankers, and we can't go smoothly with the same hands!?

"No, don't... because in your case, it's never gonna happen, is it?

"Why!?

All the other members smile bitterly at Yumil's words.

After Rhapsody's party left, the area around the gate returned to normal again.

Towards the gate, the rows proceed one by one.

"Well, it must be friendliness... Lord Yumil surrounds me and it's my fault that I can't go on rejecting you."

"That sort of thing. Give it up and keep going."

"But if you put this firm look on my face -"

"Don't eat down. I can't."

That pretty face is exactly the same as when you asked me about the dinner menu.

The one I just saw at the tavern.

It wasn't until a few minutes after the Raves left that we finally made it through the gate.