The old man, who suddenly appeared, approached the bench with a large crotch.

And in a slippery motion, he lowers his back next to Zazam, whom he called his uncle.

The old man, sitting up without the permission of the Lord of the room, opened his mouth, staring at Tor.

"Damn, it's been a long time since I got the call,"

"Long time no see,... Lord Director of the Dadan Bureau. You look great."

"Well, the way you call it is ticklish. As usual, Master."

The old man, who repeatedly complained like he had just heard, makes his nose sound small.

Thor leaked his breath as if he was frightened at the appearance of his mentor, who suddenly came out and started the conversation as he thought.

Then mouth the question that just came to mind.

"So long, Master"

"What?

"Are all the exchanges now, the masters' plantings?

"Hmm, don't be so uptight. Be kind, be kind."

Towards the disciple who moved Pickle and Frown, Dadan deliberately lifted the corner of his mouth.

"You know torn wind wilderness is called the wilderness of disappointment. It's a place where white hardware and black steel are easy to spot. I was wondering if we could move on.... 40% or nearly half of them decide to retire."

Confirming the reaction of the silent Tors, Dadan exhales gently to continue the explanation.

From the wilderness, it becomes just a monster that doesn't work in a pseudo or semi-productive attack.

In addition to prolonging the fighting and increasing the number of injuries, the troublesome environment, where mobility is irresistible, also imposes intense wear and tear.

Thor and his men were too compatible to realize much, but they were in a situation where they would have to struggle harder if they were normal.

Even if we manage to adapt to the wilderness, beyond that lies the dreaded swamps and the underground prison, famous for its permanent immortality.

There's no need for two letters of giving up to cross the back of your brain.

"It's time for you and your lords to get lost... and get worried."

"That's why I tried."

"Most importantly, I'm worried. Look, Uncle, give me an example."

"Mm-hmm. I admit I'm willing, but if that's all I can do, I won't have a hard time. So let us help you too."

With that said, the temple chief takes two boxes out of somewhere and places them on the low table.

The lid was removed and the contents appeared with a cheer played by Sora and Moo in alignment.

The first was a small boot for children.

It appears to be made of the skin of a beast with purple stripes in it beautifully.

The other is the crown.

Even so, it is large enough to ride in the palm of your hand and has parts that fasten to your hair to prevent it from slipping off.

There was a purple sparkling stone on the center, and a projection mimicking the lightning of the gizzards covered the upper part.

"Now let's begin the reciprocal ritual"

Suddenly turning to a heavy tone, Zazam extends his right hand, roughly toward Moo.

With his palm close to the child's head, the temple chief continued his words.

"The lower level of the trunk would be desirable to accommodate the great protection of Master Guigiro. Give this offering so that you do not tolerate injustice, take pride in it and remember the refinement that honors others"

"This, will you? Thanks, Jiji!

Moo, who neither understands that it is a solemn ritual nor a shard, sparkles purple eyes at the crown and shoes pointed at.

The child, who had just gotten help from Sola and wore the sacrifice, proudly let him go around in a kurli on the spot.

"Hey hey hey, what do you say? Toe."

"Oh, isn't that good?"

"Wow, that's cute, Moo"

"Uh-huh, not perfect."

"Yeah, yeah, it looks good on you."

The old men, who turned and became the face of their grandfather watching over their grandchildren, break up with all the wind blowing where, such as the majesty of earlier.

And you noticed the gaze of the Tors, the temple chief, who coughed gently, restored his voice to normal.

"Do you want me to give you an explanation? The crown is called the little crown of lightning, so you can think of it as an offering that takes more lightning. Those shoes over there are Thunderbeast leather shoes. This is gonna make it a little easier to walk."

"Thank you for everything. Can I have both?

Typically, the offering given when awarding a new class should be one.

"Uhm, that's the anticipation prepayment thing. I said it was a shame to lose it, but I didn't mean it."

To Thor, who bows his head in silence, Zazam laughed delightfully.

Then whisk the long white beard, adding sara.

"Oh, and from now on, I'll take the fur fang part as an offering"

"Is it different from the tail? What about the trunk floor?

At last, Sora, who can no longer be contained by curiosity, rolls out the question early in the arrow.

Zazam with a slightly surprising look, but began to explain pleasantly whether the cleric-specific teaching lover had a face.

"First of all, the floor position is divided by roles. You know what this is?

"Heh, it's my first ear!

"Well, I'll give you a lecture from scratch."

The floor of the priesthood is divided into seven. All have names derived from the area of the tree.

First and foremost, the crown floor.

This is given to those who unify the teachings, and become the beings who lead all clerics.

Next, the peripheral floor as an advanced ranking.

It is recognized as a person who honors the teachings and is given to priests who serve as temple chiefs and so forth. It is also a so-called managerial position.

Its next intermediate ranking is divided into three categories, named the Leaf Floor, the Trunk Floor and the Branch Floor.

Leaves are those who spread the teachings.

Take on the role of preacher. Many of the priests in the temple are this.

Trunks are those who keep their teachings.

Take on the role of guardian. It is given mainly to adventurers and others, like Euril and Moo.

Branches are those who support teaching.

It means being a miracle performer and having a profession such as a teacher, a physician, a hearer, etc.

The floor below it is the bud floor.

He who learns the teachings, and the priests of Subari apprenticeship.

At the bottom at the end, but the most important lower ranking is the root floor

He is called to follow the teachings and refers primarily to the general faithful.

Except for the crown, these floor positions are further divided into upper, middle, and lower three positions.

Moreover, the floor level itself is not simply positioned upwards or downwards, and may receive more hospitality than the intermediate level if it is the upper-level position at the root.

That's because of the influence of the bounce.

In this the ranking of trunks, the ranking of branches and the ranking of roots, which do not have duties in the temple, are obliged to give, and their income determines the degree of dedication.

They are indicated in the area of the beast, where the tail will be one-tenth of the income, the fangs one-fifteenth, and the nails one-twentieth.

They also donate 20% of their front legs and 30% of their rear legs when they are even higher.

Recent revenues from exploration were 21 silver coins and six large copper coins, but in fact from a quarter, which is Euril's share, plus five large copper coins worth 10% of them were deducted, so it could be exactly 21 silver coins and one large copper coin.

Are you glad that your doubts finally dissolved, Sora made you get a full grin.

Yuryl, a former teaching professor who was taken as a commentator, had picked a few eartips, though.

I just got a paragraph of the story, and Dadan talks to Tor subtly.

"By the way, I just need to ask you a few questions."

When Thor nodded, he exhaled deliberately and ho, before the director began to talk about the matter.

For some time now, Thor was heading out into the wilderness, a new hunting ground, before which he worked for a slime hunt in the river plains of the bloodshed.

Materials brought in by adventurers are basically fixed value buyouts.

If you fluctuate this, even the life of an unstable adventurer becomes extra demanding.

The side that is the remedy for this is huge.

When processing and selling the materials brought in, the prices will be free.

In other words, prices follow market principles, which are cheaper if the goods are overflowing, and higher if they are less.

Of course, it's a monopoly market, so it doesn't go up and down extremely hard, but occasionally people in charge make fun of it.

That is the mucus of this slime.

Apparently it was finally caused by the Tors hunting too much river slime and oversupply.

In the first place, slime mucus has a variety of uses and is a commodity that can keep a stable price even if left alone.

However, the quantity that compresses the warehouse will be thrown and sold with the voice of the director of the shopping office.

How dare you buy it, craftsmen?

After selling it off, Thor nestled a bloody river hunting ground.

At this time of year, when the water god season is over, there is not much rain, and the occurrence of river slime has quite healed.

Therefore, the Thundering Three brothers were able to maintain their handmade dirt and sand mountain bridges to the extent that they were immediately < restored > once a week with their faces on the river plains.

"I mean, he said he was eating a poke up from the craftsmen"

"I'm sorry, but I was wondering if you could just head out to Kawahara for a little while this weekend. According to the Heavenly Gazette, it's going to rain a little."

"... good, but I can't all the time"

"I understand that very well. No, that's a relief."

Tor turned his suspicious eyes to Dadan, who let him snort well.

Thanks for making it look like a good story and I don't feel like this one is destiny.

"Could it be that you've been hiding there the whole time for that request? Master."

"No way, that's why..."

"That's why you complained that you were late."

Perhaps whenever Tor and the others entered the inner city, that information must have reached the director's office.

But the last time I only stopped at the temple of exploration, they would have eaten the waiting.

Did they point to the drawing, the old man hastily adds.

"Yeah, well, there's also a little gift for the thank you for taking it on. The one that only lends more than the C-rank. I'm sure it'll help."

"I'll do it because it seems like you're in trouble, but I won't, even if Deputy Director Thakkow scolds you"

"Ugh, don't give me his name. I don't know where to ask."

Safely the appointment of Moo is over, so the Tors rise thankfully.

Zazam nodded heavily as he uttered Negiri's words.

"It can be a difficult experience to see and hear well in a place of life-saving in exchange for everything. I asked for her, though."

"Yeah, I'm gonna do as much as I can, as usual."

"Hmm. By the way, I still have a lot to learn from young children, basically. About two days a week, can you make a vacancy?

"If that's the case, we've already taken it on at the Temple of Exploration, Lord Temple of Zazam"

Euril, with her eartips picky and moving, quickly interrupts the conversation between the Tors.

"Mm, really?

"I never thought I'd think about it."

"Then there's no problem. To learn about the god of thunder, it's not here."

"No, there's no better place to learn than the Temple of Exploration."

Ask Moo, who Sola was circling, if he was frightened by the two of them who started claiming the goodness of each other's own temple.

"It's easier to find out who you are. Hey, which is better for Moo?

"What?

"Which do you prefer, the temple of exploration or the temple of court?

"Uh, I figured it was Grandma O."

To the temple chief, who has lost his word to an answer that has been set at ease, Moo gives his reasons innocently.

"We can't have railings here. We can't."