A sparse figure filled a rather large lobby.
High ceilings but no columns make it easy to see the whole room.
The first thing I notice when I come in is a large wooden plank on one side of the front wall.
Painted in black it was buried from end to end with a fine message written in white ink.
"You're welcome to use magic tricks! From the Red Iron (E-Rank) Warrior Trio '
"I'm looking for someone who can use more water than white hardware (D-rank) in two days."
"I'm going to collect sand and iron. We have a carriage. Local participation is also possible '
"Runaway hippo crusade party, no vacancies? You can use Shield, Stone Body, and Rock Pile Formation. '
"Wow, what is this?
"That's a contact board between adventurers. Write requests and party calls on this."
"Heh, that's funny. Doesn't Tor write?
"I don't have anything to write about."
Without moving his neck, Tor turned his gaze to his left.
There was a table and chairs lined up along the wall, and several peers sat back and chatted.
I realize there's a mix of guys that look like they're about as much trouble as a few people, and I'm sick of them.
My voice rose immediately.
"Hey, look at that. Oh, my God, are you too cute?
"Oh, I'm a big fan."
"You want to go?
"Mochi! Let's hope you're a magic trick."
"If you're just cute, you can do either."
There are quite a few female adventurers because the ratio of martial arts and magic skills awarded is not so different between men and women.
Nevertheless, it becomes a professional pattern that requires a lot of physical strength and muscle strength, a workplace where there are still more men.
Naturally, there will be a few women adventurers out there who will cause all this commotion.
If we go back to the city, there will be a mountain of beautiful businesswomen, and that's not enough.
I guess by acting at the same party, you immerse yourself in a feeling of superiority towards others.
Amongst other things, it's troublesome, like pulling out threats from other parties or forcefully soliciting new adventurers.
These guys feel like the mark of a winner, trying to acquire a woman just to decorate.
Thor had also heard rumors that some female adventurers had been taken to hunting grounds that did not match the level and had become irrevocable.
Standing up were two redheads with light dark skin and one brunette.
He's still in his twenties. Looks like he's there. I'm not carrying any weapons.
The threesome, who laid eyes on Sola, approached her with a light foothold, blind to the toil standing beside her.
One of the redheads who comes close accidentally increases his speed and tries to forcefully interrupt between Sora, who eagerly runs his eyes on the blackboard, and Tor, who stands behind him.
"Hey, what are you writing about? - Heb."
Naturally, Tor, who had been out of the move, stuffed it between sucks.
Kick the left foot heel of a man who has stepped out at the same time, with his casual face.
The man, whose legs were paid before he reached the ground, falls flashy with a dumb voice.
The two of them happened to be stuck in the back.
"What, you're falling all of a sudden. You haven't lost your booze yet."
"Hey, old man. What are you looking at?
From their mouths, their breath smells faintly mixed with alcohol.
I must have been drunk in the lobby today because I drank too much crazy.
Thor carelessly touched the arm of the dark-haired man who had been trying to push him away.
Conveniently, he seemed to be drinking until he got drunk last night.
I will restore the most intoxicating state.
The man collapsed from his knees onto the spot shortly after becoming a tron eye.
He softly reaches out to the other redhead who is distracted by his companions by his eyes and softly soaks them in the same way.
In an instant the blue-blue man even leaned in and panicked at his mouth.
Keep the last man who was still crouching on the floor, just like his buddies, pretending to wake him up to help.
Sora, with her face up, shocked and spoke to the three of them who suddenly changed their complexion and sat down.
"What, what's wrong? Uh, are you okay?
"Come on, you'll be drunk. Leave him alone."
"It is. Drinking too much is bad for you."
The three of us in the middle of the room start to make a little noise about whether the people around us have noticed.
I approached him with a blatant glance at his face, thinking that most moments could not even overlook the guards leaving him alone.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
As soon as the black security guard spoke, one of the men couldn't stand to reflux the contents of his stomach.
Sounds painful and watery, and even the smell spreads all over the room.
"Damn, you guys, who do you think you're gonna clean!
"What are you doing, those guys? You're too dumb to laugh."
"It sucks to throw up here or something. Seriously, give me a break."
"Well, you're off limits for a while."
There seems to be little sympathy for how many people disliked the three of them.
As the crowd became more popular, Tor and Sola slowly backed off and headed to the reception desk.
The right side of the lobby is partitioned by a counter, and behind it you can see officials standing around in green uniforms, reluctantly.
There was a long chair lined up in front, and some of the people who sat back were waiting to be called in their spare time.
"The reception of the registration was... I'm sure it was this way"
Keeping Sola with him, Thor approached the contact at the far end of the counter.
Memories are rather vague because they barely stop by except when updating adventurer bills.
Peeping in, I had eyes with a woman I had just taken care of yesterday.
When I notice Tor, I blink and turn to a surprised look.
"Oh, hello. It's rare that you're here."
"Oh, a little acquaintance escort."
"Nice to meet you, I call you Sola. I'm becoming an adventurer!
To the girl who suddenly raised her voice, Enna, the receptionist, politely bowed her head and responded.
And I remember a breath delayed and it had been a long time since I heard Thor's voice.
"Hello, adventurer. You want a new registration. Thank you for your application."
"It's not that big of a thing, thank you"
With a grin on Sora's return somewhere uneven, Enna glanced at the look of a man standing beside the girl for only a moment.
Thor's rating is quite high among some officials, though mudfishing and fooling around for low-ranking adventurers.
I've been an adventurer for almost twenty-five years without a holiday, even though I only have skills that aren't meant for real life.
That mental strength and physical ability to avoid fatal damage are notable strengths.
But it is also true that Thor cannot make close associates and has always spoiled to the lowest G-rank.
Such a figure suddenly appeared with a beautiful young woman.
There was no reason for the receptionist to suspect that it was some kind of scam.
"Are you sure you want to introduce Mr. Thor today?
"Yes, I followed Thor"
"Excuse me, may I ask what kind of relationship you have?
"Uh, couple (scheduled)."
"I mean, I'm from the same village, and you've been counting on me. That's all."
When Enna turned her gaze of pursuit still, the girl returned a full grin without evil.
I had no choice but to look at Tor and he was shaking his neck sideways with an indescribable face.
Apparently, he's changed a little, but he's not the kind of kid who can fool people.
Instead, from the gear you're wearing, Tor looks more deceitful.
Deciding it looked okay, the receptionist offered a piece of paper.
"Please fill out this form first. Would you like a proxy?
"Dai one?
"I mean, shall I write instead?"
"Oh, it's okay. You can write for yourself."
Even if it is necessary, it is about the name, age and place of origin.
Writing her own name and the name of the village, which is no longer available, Sola snapped her neck in the age column.
"Um, are you going to be forty-two this year? Hey, Tor."
"It's troublesome, make it seventeen"
"Thank you. Can you touch this next one?"
The receptionist, who spectacularly listened to the funny interactions of the Tors, now placed a crystal ball large enough to support it with both hands on the counter.
"Heh, what is this?
"It is a tool that will allow me to examine Master Sola's skills. Don't worry, there's no pain or anything."
It is said that the invention of this demonic stone tool, called a soul measuring instrument, revealed the existence of a skilled tree for the first time.
Until then, besides receiving revelations in the temple, there was no means of discerning possession skills, and it was impossible to choose and develop skills, etc.
It is the Adventurer's Bill that has improved this soul measuring instrument and narrowed down and miniaturized its features.
With his neck stretched out from behind, Tor peeks into Sola's skilled tree, which is reflected in a crystal ball.
That was exactly the same as what I checked when I held hands on it on the way here, but the clarity is obviously different and blurred.
After all, the < temporal column perception > that Thor gained seems special.
Moreover, Tor was beginning to realize that (...) was not the only thing (...).
"Yes, let me confirm. It's a lot rarer with white trunks. And this is the first magic trick I've ever seen."
"Hmm, is that right? Even in the village, I was the only one with it."
"May I tell you what skills?
"Um, well, if you don't, the attack will jump."
"That's... that's great. Anything?
"It wasn't very fast or anything"
The receptionist observes with interest the face of a girl who can illuminate well.
Sola is the same as Tor and is an inherent skill holder (unique holder).
Details of that skill...
Flip - Flips the target's attack and effect.
Level 1/Availability: Five Times per Hour/Activation: Instant/Effect: 50%/Range: Recognition
Level 1, but when you look at the numbers, it's obvious it's a pretty usable skill.
Reminiscent of the < restore > at low levels, Tor shook his head sideways in his heart.
And at the same time, I recall a girl daring to present herself and cover her with toil to ensure that she captured an attack that was too fast.
"We will now issue an Adventurer's Bill, please wait there"
"Yes, it's on!
Did Sola sit in the bench get nervous or take a slow breath and pull out her shoulder strength?
The girl looked up at Tor, who put her arms together, smiled with a well-done face.
"Hmm, now you're the same adventurer as Tor."
"Hey, Sola. Are you sure this was a good idea? If there's anything else you want to do, it'll help."
Thor makes his final confirmation as he lets the girl whose neck is dyed bright red with blood glimmer in the back of his brain.
In contrast, the girl gave him an uncontrolled grin.
"Yeah, I'm very satisfied. I'm so happy to be able to walk with Tor again."
While dyeing her cheeks a little red, Sola has queried the other way around.
"What's more Tor's dream than that? Look, let your sister do it. Eyes first, I'll do it!
Thor unwittingly gets stuck in the words with the unexpected return and the nostalgic sound of his sister.
After scratching under my chin for a while, I started talking like a whine.
"It's me... I want to go far"
"Far away?
"Oh, I've been wandering around the same place, just walking"
Speaking of hunting grounds for Thor, it was a forest of little ghosts right out of the city.
Speaking of tomorrow for Thor, that was the same day as today.
For twenty-five years, it was just a life of repeating even similar things.
That is now about to change dramatically due to the < restore > that I raised and the presence of Sola.
The day has come when we can finally stop the footsteps that have continued.
The junior adventurers who moved on were scattered and asked about various places.
Red river as blood.
The wind blows across the street into the wilderness.
Forts where the orcs walk wide and swamps where fire drifts.
Their faces were filled with all sorts of emotions, back to back with poisonous words that they would never want to go again.
The temper to continue to challenge unrivaled difficulties, the pride of defeating a mighty enemy, and the profound joy of being able to return alive with his companions.
They were all things Tor had never tasted.
To a place that was just to be heard, a place with an unimaginable view.
"I want to go. Right......, I want to have an adventure"
"Yeah, we'll stick together! Thor."
Thor's eyes, Sola's black eyes take it head-on.
The two stared at each other often and nodded as if they were breathing together.
That was the moment when the adventurer, who had always been lonely (solo), finally found a companion (party).