Window Memories - Old Heroes

When I listened carefully to Ludman's old man, he said that the request for nomination was not directly from the nobility, but from the guild.

I mean, noble people, that's not why I've been named, but because we have orders from the guild and our team has been nominated by the guild as an adventurer for the conditions that match it.

I don't know what else to do...

"Well, I mean, it's foiled,"

When he moved the place to one of the guild rooms and listened, Ludman said so and spoke out.

"My client is Baron Rendorf Mill Stadt. She was escorted by her sister, Miss Torschel Mill Stadt... who was 12 years old."

"... so why don't you tell me in the end why we were chosen to escort that baroness? If you're a nobleman, you should give it a ranked adventurer."

Oh, I don't know, I get a tight tone.

"Um, well... the biggest factor is' gold '. The Staats are nobles who don't have territory. He should be an emerging aristocrat who received the title for the previous generation of the Lord's warfare (if any). That's why I don't earn money as a lord, and I don't do side jobs. Looks like he's doing a decent job as an aristocrat with his salary... he's got a pretty hard time being inside."

... I see, that's why I heard from a cheap Class 6 adventurer to hire.

"So, Miss Torschel is a good year to start looking for someone... a lower nobleman who doesn't have any territory whatsoever, a good and similarly qualified lower nobleman... bad, I have to do it to my daughter-in-law around a bit of a wealthy merchant"

"... and what does that have to do with this..."

"So foil it, it is. I put a little added value on your sister, and she said she was going to offer her condolences to the Lugard Mine Mine Mine."

"... hey, Ruggard Mine Mining Station. Hey, it was recently discovered... besides regular workers, it would be a place where criminal inmates are used as a workforce. Are you going to console the 12-year-old nobleman there?

"But if you don't, the foil won't stick. Even if you think about it, a beautiful, infantile, 12-year-old nobleman gives condolences and penetrations while smiling at low-income and criminal inmates, handing them a cooking pot from hand to hand?... It doesn't have a reputation. Repeat in slums and shelters everywhere and your reputation will grow."

Bruises. Bruises... that would be convincing.

And I've certainly heard such stories before.

... I think it's rare for a boulder to be twelve.

I guess that's why there are so many strangely single women in the aristocracy doing condolences for camps and orphanages.

Normally, for a female aristocrat to sell her name...... it is common to go out into the social world, attend parties everywhere, and connect her face.

But every time you tailor a dress or accessory and give the organizer a huge attendance fee in the name of a gift, don't ask if the expense is foolish either.

Compared to that, this method would be worn if there was one dress that wasn't gorgeous either, and plugging and cooking wouldn't be comparable compared to party costs. Cost-effective is excellent.

"That's what I'm talking about. That's where you take the kids. I need to make sure it's safe... and of course I'll give you a confession from the Stadt family, but that's not enough. So, a request was made to include a female adventurer who had a low fee and was able to stand there with her arm and be a samurai on her side in case... Geo, that's why I recommended you!

Kahaha, and Ludman's old man banging on my shoulder with a laugh.

No, it's not funny.

"Whatever, you guys have been rapidly gaining strength lately... and I think you have advanced adventurer class prowess in my view. When I complete this request, I think I can fly one and recommend it to the fourth level."

Ugh... dude, I'm happy with your feelings but you're way too ahead of me.

If you refuse a request for nomination from the Alliance for no good reason, there will be quite a penalty.

From what I've just heard, thank you. It seems hard to say no.

... I don't know what's wrong.

Three days later, I eventually decided to take the request, and I was involved with Uni and Ruff in your line of protection.

"Are you the adventurers who will make your offerings? My name is Torschel Mill Stadt. Nice to meet you!

It was a blonde girl close to platinum who jumped from carriage to ton and greeted me.

Hmm, is this girl supposed to be escorted?

There doesn't seem to be any disproportionate contempt for the civilian population that is common in the nobility, or maybe it's easy to do.

"Ma'am! There's a danger! Jump down like that again!

"Fife is worried. Even though this is faster and quicker."

It was the brunette (Brunette) 's thirties and squeaky samurai, known as Fife, who shouted at the girl like half a scream.

Girl - with Miss Torschel, probably a caretaker.

I'm out, I'm pulling in. It's a brilliant proposition I'm pulling in, and I'm still rushing over to the girl because of the bump and its splendid chest shaking and claiming itself.

No, eye bliss, eye bliss.

In addition to that, I really prefer the intelligent look with glasses attached to it.

"Master Gio, the escort is for Master Torschel, right?

I was swept aside by Uni.

I'm afraid the other way around my expression remains smiling.

... Let's get serious.

"This is Gio Urma, the sixth level adventurer of the Alliance. The two behind are party members Uni and Ruff. At your request, I offer you my daughter's gift."

"Yes, thank you, Master Gio."

"Well, if it were you, we would be enough to protect the lady without the help of the lower bitches. But where we're going is where criminals and subordinates gather. Our knights are not worthy of dealing with each other. You can handle it."

Interrupting between Miss Torschel and us, it is a good knight of Gathai wearing gold armor.

I heard four knights will be attached in advance, so I guess this guy is one of them.

"Danang! They sleep together during this journey, right? Don't make useless noise."

"Ha ha! I'm sorry, lady."

Miss Torschel flaunts the knight (Danan) who stuck at us.

... well.

Regardless of your subordinate, he seems to be a man who could have been a nobleman.

"Will the knight be called Sir Danan? Three of us, for the duration of the contract, will risk our lives to help protect your daughter. But it is also true that our adventurers are not comfortable with personal combat as far as battle command is concerned. Sir Danang would be grateful if you could command us."

"Ugh, um. Well, leave it to me. Double the number of enemies and not the number of objects if I take command. Even an adventurer would be a fine force for me! Uh-huh."

Hey, hey.

Normally, knights in this class are not called with respect, such as' Sir '.

I called it and made no mistake... from those who are more visible than me, they are probably called "Knight ○ ○ ○" or abandoned, and from those below, they are often called only "Knight."

Respectfully, Sir O O is rarely called.

"This in the first place! With Orihalcon armor! An august fist is a way to get started! I feel like I'm on a big boat, but good! Hahahahahaha!!

Oh, Orihalcon.

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Oh, Miss Torschel is working so hard behind Danan, you're doing a gesture of putting your finger up your mouth.

... Oh, yeah, it's tough to look good in nobility, too.

"Okay! Then let's just say we leave soon! As the four of us guard the perimeter of your lady's carriage, you will precede us in eliminating danger and alerting the rear!

"Accepted. So..."

Ruf or uni. Either one of you turn to rear alert. Uh...

"Um, Master Geo, was it? Are those beasts your slaves or what?

Miss Torschell accidentally spoke to me as I tried to nominate a ruff with excellent defensive abilities for rear alert.

"... no, my slave is the other one... although she is just a party member"

"Hmm... well, that beast man, why don't you put him in the carriage with me during this journey?

"" Oh, my lady!

Knights and Miss Fife speaking up in unison.

... Well, there is no obvious beastman discrimination in this country, but it is customary that you still cannot be a beastman in your service.

Seasonal, hairless beasts are not suitable for your care.

If the beast hair sticks to the dress I prepared at the party, it'll ruin it.

"It's not like we're going to a party, and it's not a problem, is it?

"But why the hell..."

"Moff your tail and ears... Yes, no, it's a woman's escort because of it, so if you stay on my side, it's a relief..."

Young lady, you got the real deal.

"Hey, Fif, Danan, okay? Beautiful furrows of silver if you look at them. Fortunately, today's dress belongs to the white lineage, and Moff knocked it down...... oh, no, I think I could let you samurai on the side?

Hands in front of your chest, accompanied by a samurai, Miss Torschel pleading with Fife.

"Ha... sorry. The lady has no eyes for cats or dogs. Normally, such animals are not allowed to touch me directly except on horses...... I will pull out one guard hand, exclusively for the lady...... May I borrow it?

... Well, according to the way I think about it, do you have one too?

If you think you can place one person directly under guard.

"Uh... Ruff, can you ask?

"You should be protecting me on this girl's side LE...... I get it Ta!

"Oh well... you say Mr. Ruff? Right this way, right?

"Wah, wah?

"Well oh! Lovely ears! Is it real? Is it real!? Please try to move it a bit!

"Ya stop...... Cain!!

"Tail! Moffmoff! Tail! moffmoffoooooooooooooo!!

Batan.

It was an early exercise. There was no time to stop.

Soon Miss Torschel pulled herself into the carriage while also pretending to knock down Ruff's entire body.

"Fuhi! Fuhihi! It's heaven. Wow."

"KYUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU..."

All that remained was Miss Torschell's odd voice and Ruff's sad howl......

I'm sorry, it's Ruff.

I'll treat you to a dripping steak of meadow cow blood later.

It's been going well to the mine for about four days.

On the road it moved relatively peacefully.

A few small items appeared, such as Kobold and Goblin, but I sniped and kicked them before approaching them with my composite bow.

It's not as wild as Ruff's Wild Sense or Sign Detection, but it also benefits from better levels or better eyesight and hearing.

Mostly this was the pattern of discovery and annihilation.

There is little damage to this one.

If I insist, is it about time that the ruffles are all worn out?

... It seems to be decorated with frills and ribbons every day.

Seeing the ruffle, Miss Torschel is pleased.

"And the Gios are amazing, aren't they? Are you sure it's level six? Or are all class six adventurers as strong as Gio?

At the last camp, which was one day away from the mine, we were surrounding the fire and eating together.

Initially, the meal, including Miss Torschel's, was made of hard bread, dried meat and wine. (That said, all the meals on the road are like that) There is a Uni teacher here.

If the mountain birds that were then shot off by the scouts and the wild grass harvested in "Herbal Knowledge" were cooked by the uni in conjunction with the stir-fried rice with them - it would be ready for a special wild grass rice cooking.

I hemmed it into a single line, Miss Torschel, and she liked it a lot (that's what the knights under Danan were trying to eat…), and since then she's going to behave for the number of people at the actual cost of rice and condiments, which explains that she has thus broken into the position of surrounding one fireworks.

"No, ma'am, I've had the opportunity to act with an Alliance adventurer several times... but I've never seen a bow user like Lord Gio. I'm guessing it's not a talent that fits in at least Grade 6."

"Well, I knew..."

Miss Torschelle with her neck in the words of Knight Danan.

Did Danan also get flattered by Uni's rice, his initial intimidating attitude lurks a lot.

Fearless' chores' skills. I guess it overlaps with the effects of 'seductive' skills or something.

Now Mr. Fife with you has asked me to, and when I look at the time, he's giving me cooking instruction.

"I will! Gio and the others should have appreciated it more!

"The rice is delicious."

"I don't know, two Odd Reindeers surrounded and half the Emperor of the Night. Hes. I did it myself, Iss."

"Don't let anything nasty slip in front of your lady, you idiot!!

Gungong Gun! and Danang's Iron Fist flies to the three knights under Danang.

Three people nodding in tears.

"Ae is the only one who said something nasty."

"It's joint responsibility, idiot mon"

By the way, each of Danan's three men seems to be named Einas, Beerock, Sidra or something.

Unlike Danan, these three pieces of gear are a silver half-plate mail.

These aren't meant to be holy silver (misrills) either, they seem to be bronze alloys with a close tone.

Apparently it's true that the Baron family has a hard time complaining... that nobility also has a lot of difficulty.

"JOOOOOOOO..."

It's the ruffle that's been hugging me on my back in a hazy way.

When I thought it was touching something, it was all over the frills and ribbons.

Wow... that's so much more than yesterday... ribbon.

"Oh, this outfit is so hot, it's hard to move... head for the escort. Nah, no"

Ruff complaining in tears.

Well, sure...

"Plus, that kid's touchy and pleasant. It feels much better to have Geo touch me... I'm already satisfied with (grooming) other than Geo..."

To the words of Rufu, together quiet in an instant.

So, hey, don't mislead me.

"I knew..."

"You don't care about race."

"The Emperor of the Night. Seriously, half the time."

"Ma'am, don't get too close to Gio."

"Got the title [Emperor of the Night]"

It's a window... right in front of you.

... Can I cry?