Wolf Barrel 5.56

Between 8: 00 and 9: 00 a.m., it was time for the town to move vigorously.

Because people from all kinds of industries move together.

A shopkeeper being chased to prepare for opening a store, a workwear person pushing a luggage truck packed with farm tools, and a woman selling lunches for workers at the edge of the road. See what an adventurer looks like.

I had already bought it from a variety of people.

I kept walking early, too, mixed in with waves of people who were gracious to each other.

When I do this, I kind of feel like I'm in the morning rush to work. I was like, "Maybe a sociopath?" The word turns my head.

There was a strange exaltation.

(I wonder if this is how the new society feels on their first day at work)

I hurried down the road to the Alliance with a lighter foothold.

And...

"I'm sorry, but there's no job I can introduce you to right now, Ogami."

I just got hit by reality.

Adventurer Guild Ground Floor, Reception Lobby.

I sat in the counter trying to face Stella. [M]

"Really?"

I said it in an airy voice as it fell out of the balloon and dropped my shoulder in dismay.

I was hoping I could get a request for something - I knew it wouldn't work. That's right. Being adopted by the Alliance doesn't change you to Magic 13. Huh.

"... Sorry for the inconvenience"

"I don't mind that."

Mr. Stella asks to be cared for.

"But, Mr. Ogami, can I decide on my own assignment to be taken?

"Huh?"

I didn't know what that meant, and I twisted my neck.

"Um, was something wrong?

"'Cause if you were given a mandate, naturally you'd have to accompany Lucca Francoise, the nominee, right? She hates being able to make her own plans, so I'm sure she'll be angry."

She's a tough kid, she laughs bitterly.

Before Mr. Stella like that,

"... to?

I left my mouth half open and still. [M]

Hey, what's that mystery rule?

It's the first time I've had to accompany a nominee.

Yesterday - when Mr. Lucca took the money, he just went somewhere saying it was spent, and the registrar, relieved of extreme stress and crying, had not been properly explained.

I mean, in order to get the assignment, do you have to convince that Hesso bend to get his plans vacated? That's a mess.

Imagine yourself even bowing your head to Mr. Lucca with an abusive grin.

"What's going on? My face suddenly grew earthy."

"... no... I suddenly have a stomachache, considering I get Mr. Lucca's understanding"

"Oh, that's the thing. You're in trouble, too."

"That's it already"

"But I'm doing good for it. I'm not," he says, teasing.

"Me and Mr. Lucca!? I'm not kidding!

"Oh yeah? I heard it looks like a good combination?

Who said anything that would make me doubt my sanity?

Mostly.

"If it's a good combination, I won't imitate it like winding up the other party's bounty"

"Hugh, you look like that girl."

"It's not funny. And he didn't tell me about the company."

That was a casual word.

But that cleared up a strange time for conversation.

"Wait a minute. You didn't tell me, did you, Ogami, not know about your companion!?

To Stella, who is greatly surprised, I say yes.

"... So you're here on a 'alone' mission?

"I meant to."

The next moment.

The air changed.

Until then, the soothing atmosphere became foggy, and instead the cold tranquillity that cut itself, stood around.

Something's wrong. Something's wrong.

……

……

One second, two seconds and silence pass.

Mr. Stella is keeping her mouth shut and frowning.

Obviously angry. But I don't know why I pissed you off.

I sweated inside and waited for Stella's next words. [M]

A second feels long, as if you've prolonged your time.

Eventually, Mr. Stella's lips slowly opened like a heavy rock door.

"I'd like to ask you one thing."

"Yes!

"How do you know exactly why you need to be accompanied by a nominee?

"Huh? Uh, the"

I don't have an answer for you.

Seeing me like that, Mr. Stella shook her head small as if she were convinced "I knew it," and exhaled.

In the gaze that is directed, the color of familiarity is completely lost, and the relentless glance dwells.

I shrugged myself anyway.

Mr. Stella never roughed up his voice and began talking quietly.

"It is often the case that during a mission, we find ourselves in unforeseen circumstances. Surprises, ambushes, accidents. These are not preventable no matter how many lines of prevention you put in place. So adventurers need the ability to respond flexibly to unforeseen events. Do you understand this far?

"Yes, sir"

"So when you're put in a situation like that, how do you say you defend yourself with just that poor body and equipment?

"It's..."

"What is it?

"Um..."

"You can't answer that right away, can you? It's proof that you haven't thought about it."

It was a sarcastic word.

"Take a good look around. Are there even one good adventurer like you? Are you going to do the same job as them?

Stella's glance increases sharpness, as she watered down the flame of anger she held within.

"You see the adventurer's work too sweetly."

I shrunk up, like I was showered with cold water from my head.

Pale tone. But the words chose my heart more than they could yell at me in my ear.

Because they're pointing at the stars.

"Adventurers get high rewards for solving problems beyond the control of the average person.

Exterminate fierce wildlife.

Protect the shipment from bandits.

Excavate dangerous ruins.

Save captured lives.

It's all dangerous stuff.

Daily tea meals, such as losing your life during a mission.

An adventurer means living side by side with death at all times - Mr. Ogami. "

"Yes, sir"

"Do you know how many adventurers died last year?

"... no"

"There are a total of 680 people in the entire domestic guild. This is only the number of 'confirmed'. Add to this the number of missing persons, people with severe injuries or sequelae, and it will swell more than double."

"Not so much."

"This is still better reduced. But even now that I have strictened the rules of the Adventurer Guild and put on judges like me, adventurers who choose tasks that are disproportionate in minutes and lose their lives without fail continue to do so. We, the Alliance staff, have seen countless adventurers wasting their lives that way."

……

"Such a perishable adventurer,

I was so distracted by the amount of the reward.

I can't imagine what kind of danger is lurking from the mission content,

I come here with poor gear and immature arms, just hitting the road.

Ignorant and unplanned. And foolishly unconscious. "

I mean, Mr. Ogami, I'm talking about you.

"... Yes"

Mr. Stella separated the conversation once here and reached for the teacup.

I was circling my back and dropping my gaze on the desk.

I couldn't say anything.

I just had to listen to Mr. Stella so he could get hit by a waterfall.

There were many other adventurers in the ground floor lobby besides me.

Wearing armor and robes, properly armed.

Speaking of myself, I'm still clothed with my bare hands.

I feel like I'm not even allowed to be here.

At the table by the side, adventurers and a few bumpy men had a meeting. Assuming I'm in that ring, can I say something? I can't. I won't even be able to follow the story. Because I don't have that knowledge.

I came here and finally understood.

I mean, I was here because I wanted someone to do something about it.

He was sweet that he would do something around him because he was a beginner.

Even yesterday, I waited for someone to explain it to me, and I didn't even try to hear it.

Nobody's gonna say anything, but, well, come on, it's done.

I said it was an important matter where my life was at stake, but I didn't try to confirm it.

Even if we don't have the equipment, we can handle it.

Someone will do it even if you shut up.

Gilli teeth.

... How long have I been such a jerk that I don't do anything myself?

I'm going to cry because of self-loathing.

The teacup squeaks tiny.

And Mr. Stella's story resumed.

"I'm not going to question you in terms of defeating Harpy or Rabbit Claw. It would be impeccable as an individual's fighting power. But you can't just leave the job to me as an adventurer. You have something decisively missing. You know what that is?

Shake your head with the boom.

"... say it properly with your mouth"

I was surprised by a slightly irritated voice, and I opened my mouth in a panic.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I don't know."

"Great. What you're missing, it's 'Guild Rating'"

"Rating, is it?

"It's like an object to gauge an adventurer.

Understand and evaluate what can and cannot be done.

By doing so, you can use your good offices mandate appropriate to the level of that person.

In your case, you are untrained and not equipped.

I am not aware of the danger.

The Magic Power value is well below the prescribed number.

The rating is almost zero. That's me - that is, the guild's 'rating' on you.

Be aware. "

"... Yes"

"Underrated means fatal for adventurers. Of course you can't get a request, you can't recruit a buddy. I mean, you're useless as an adventurer. You don't even deserve to call yourself an adventurer."

".................. Yes"

"If you still want to be an adventurer"

"Throw that sweet thought away now, hone the qualities you're looking for, and then come back out!

Yes.

I replied, and I put my lips on strong. The taste of iron spreads through the mouth.

I felt sorry for myself. [M]

Pathetically, I wanted to summon Beretta right now to blow my head off.

I should have seen and heard how dangerous the adventurer job was by the time I got to this town. In fact, I also saw an adventurer killed on a mission.

Yet somewhere in my heart I was optimistic about the danger.

I was thinking as if it was an RPG game where redoing was advantageous even when I died.

I can't die. That's even what I thought.

Even though the wolf nearly killed me and I was debilitated by my magic deficiency.

I'm ashamed of myself for rising to a few minutes ago.

What are you, a sociopath? You don't have any sense of consciousness.

My heart flashes with self-blame.

(But...)

But I can't just be depressed.

I decided to do it.

Squeeze the hand you placed on your knee. Desperate for loose tear glands.

Not if I cry here. That's all I will never forgive.

Stella told me carefully about my problems. [M] It's for me. Strict language is all that matters.

I'm not saying anything because I hate you. [M] That's about all I know.

And don't waste that feeling. I have to respond.

I see the shortcomings. Then what should I do next?

What can we do now to master the qualities required as adventurers?

I don't know.

If you don't know, you have to ask someone you know - Mr. Stella.

But before you do, don't you have words to say?

I never opened my mouth.

"Oh, you know, Mr. Stella"

"I wonder what?

I freak out at the hard voice.

But pull back. Live in a hipster's mood, and I raised my voice.

"Thank you for your guidance!

Ba and head down.

"Stella is right. It was sweet. I floated to be an adventurer and wasn't aware enough. If Mr. Stella hadn't scolded me, I think he would have stayed put the whole time. And it could have been irrevocable. Thanks to you, I realized what was important. Thanks!

Like a machine gun, I uttered my feelings.

……

Before me like that.

Mr. Stella used to be Kyoton.

Eventually, those harsh eyes turn into something as soft as a snowmelt.

"... Yes, you did."

As if the word were a signal, the stretched air stabbing the skin slowly relaxes. While I was relieved by that, I continued to speak.

"So, you know, I'm sorry..."

"What's going on?

"There's something I don't understand, so can I ask you a couple of questions?

"Yes, of course. Don't be afraid of that. Because it's me for that."

"Oh, thank you"

The usual gentle tone makes me almost cry unexpectedly.

I bowed my head again and started asking questions.

"What should an adventurer do to get the power he needs?

"Hey......" Stella puts her finger on her ceramic glossy cheeks.

"Generally speaking, do you get basic training at a training center?

"The training center?

"Yes," said Stella.

They are able to build skills and strength in a facility called the Training Institute and, at the same time, learn what it's like to be an adventurer. It's like a car school, I guess.

Once you have completed the training period and passed the final test, you will be issued a Certificate of Completion of Basic Instruction. Its content determines the rating of the Alliance.

This is the certificate I was asked to present the day I first came to the Alliance.

When I heard Stella explain, I twisted my head. And then I realize.

Is that it? Could it be in the wrong order?

You're soaking up an important training process, so you're in a "just registered" state like you are now.

Does that mean if you go through with the training center, the problem isn't all clear?

"Can I go to that training center?"

"Of course."

Okay, and hold my fist in my heart.

"How much money do you need, by the way?

"Mm-hmm. Wizards are cheap, maybe a million rubs."

"... hia"

"What's going on?

"Hiya, hiccup!?

I was so surprised that my brain almost came out of my ear.

Oh, my God. That's too bold. It's a yakuza. You just have to hunt how many Rabbit Claws.

Stella frowned when she saw how I was bewildered.

"Maybe, Mr. Ogami, push off your parents' opposition and be an adventurer by yourself?

Um. I wonder if that's okay.

When it comes to being an adventurer - I'm sure my mother would disagree greatly. My father would also try to be dragged away and disagree. But I'm not bending. [M]

So that's what you're saying.

"Uh, well, that's the place,"

"That convinced me. You couldn't have prepared any certificates or equipment because you couldn't get assistance."

"As long as you're ashamed."

"I'm not ashamed of the basket - even so, huffy."

"What is it?"

"I can't believe you pushed off the opposite of your parents and became an adventurer by yourself, Ogami. You're a 'boy', too, by the looks of it. I'm a little surprised."

There's a flutter and a grin on Stella's face.

A soft smile that makes you feel motherly like a Marian statue.

My chest pounded when I said this was the time.

"But you're in trouble. If we don't get assistance, it's going to be a pre-training problem. Ogami, how do you live now?

"I make a living hunting."

"... I say clam, but that's amazing enough."

"It's okay, because I'm talking to myself. Then we'll have to keep hunting for the moment."

"I knew it would happen..."

"Don't you look dismayed," Stella smiles bitterly. "Hunting is important to adventurers."

"Really?

Of course, and nodding, Mr. Stella.

"You can learn the skills that adventurers need to hunt. Survival techniques and raw combat experiences, for example, cannot be experienced at training centers. Because although it's good to be an adventurer, I'm not confident in my arms and some people say hunt for a while to gain experience. You must learn a lot from hunting."

"... Indeed"

I remember when I fought five Rabbit Claws at a time.

At that time, I remembered the importance of a pre-emptive strike. It was a battle I could win unharmed because I was able to take the lead. And by oddity (that's when I threw the carcass), I also learned how good it would be to get a few seconds of time to work in the fight.

Mr. Stella is always right.

Stella nodded to my answer. [M]

"That's fine. Think of hunting not as just a money-making tool, but as an important place to learn. I think that way, Ogami, your strength will be nurtured."

"Okay. I'll do my best hunting for a while!

"Honest and good" grin. "I'll find out about the training center when my hands are free, too"

"Oh, no, you don't have to do that"

"It's okay. Developing talent is also a function of guild staff. Personally, I'm counting on you."

Wink with a lot of tea.

Wow.

Something was already, "wow."

There were no heterosexuals in my life who listened so personally to me so far except my mother.

Even to my mother, we never had a serious discussion so far.

And he was properly angry with me.

He seriously scolded me.

If you weren't really worried about me, there was no way Stella, who seemed moderate, would float such a sword screen. I was happy about that, and I was wrapped up in such a happy mood that it warmed me up from there in my stomach. I'm really glad I met this guy.

It's like having your own sister. And a beautiful sister. Excellent.

I was just a little jealous that I had a sister or brother who was my only child.

I guess it's because I thought about that in a weirdly tense brain.

"Okay! Thank you, sister!

Funny. I made a big mistake.

I said it with a voice that sounded on the floor.

An official at the reception counter sitting next to me said, "What!?" and his eyes are wide open. There was a cracking noise in the back.

Words that pop out of my mouth will never come home again.

I wanted to die.

You don't have to look in the mirror to understand. My face is definitely bright red. Blood is going too high on my head and my hands and feet are going to turn white.

Stella was laughing in front of me like that, ridiculously, elegantly.

What you laughed at was at least a salvation.

If I were a true face, I would never be able to step foot in this guild again.

Eventually.

"It's good to work hard, but don't be impotent and worry about your sister, okay? Singo, you."

Reaching out his right hand, he pressed my nose with his thin index finger.

It was the limit.

"Oh, that's what you're talking about. Oh, thank you! I'm coming!

I bowed my head many times, and when I took my seat, I left my guild like a rat fireworks.

"Come on in."

The moment the door closed, I heard that voice on my back.