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Chapter 059 - Duel
The next morning after, we accepted the Level III quest from the Adventurer’s Guild:escort the wagon that’s loaded with magic tools.
To meet with the client and other escorts, we went to the guild a little before noon.
We entered the building and asked the usherette, we then got led into the reception room.
After a while, the client and 4 other escorts appeared. The usual Demon Race receptionist girl also showed her face, maybe to bear witness.
“I’m the client, Gomugo. I deal in magic tools. Please take care of the escort tomorrow.”
Gomumo the client had 2 horns sprout out from his head.
It looked like he was from the Dragon Race.
Middle-aged and no white hair yet, but the wrinkles on his face stood out. His height was about 170-centimeters-tall, he had a mustache like a hairy caterpillar under his nose.
He seemed to be a good guy.
“I’m a Level II adventurer, Lute. I’m doing this for a test to get up to Level III, but that’s a different matter, and I will give it my all to do the job. Please take care of me, too.”
After I showed him my adventurer tag, we shook hands.
Snow, Chrisse, and Xiah gave their own greetings after me.
The greetings went on smoothly.
“Gomugo-san, no matter how much you need some hands, requesting kids like these for the escort is just a waste of money.”
The first three that took up the post as guards all had horns growing out of their foreheads, so they must had been Dragon Race. A giant of a man who made holes in his helmets and protruded his horns from there, a nimble man shorter than me, and a leader-looking man next to them who interrupted us.
The leader-looking man was easily 180-centimeters-tall, his forged muscular body without any excess fat could be seen even through his civilian clothes. He also had neater features than the other two.
His hair, which was just a little long, was tied behind his head, and from his waist hung an expensive-looking sword that looked out of place with his rough civilian clothes.
From the looks of them, they all appeared like veteran adventurers.
”Symil-san, you're being rude no matter how-”
”I'm only telling the truth here. The adventurer business is not a kid's playground. I don't know what they're planning to do; but if they don't do it well, then not only us but also Gomugo-san may face danger. Because of that, it’s be better to clearly tell them this.”
I can understand the leader-looking man—Symil's point.
A Level II caravan escort is not individual but group work.
One person's mistake can plunge the whole team into danger.
Again, it’s not impossible for them to think we’re going to push all the work to them and just take the money.
Because in reality, aside from Xiah, we’re all 13- and14-year-old kids.
The Demon Race receptionist girl started speaking.
“Symil-sama, they’re adventurers that have been judged by the Adventurer’s Guild that they can be Level III without any problem. Actually, Xiah-sama is a B+ rank magician, not even to say Snow-sama is a A- rank magician. You can’t judge a book by its cover, you know?”
“B+ rank, and even A- rank, you say !?”
Even the two men behind Symil made surprised faces.
Gomugo, the client, smiled like he got an unexpected piece of luck.
“Now that is rea.s.suring to have an A- rank magician escort me. Looks like the security is guaranteed this time.”
“Ku…!”
Gomugo, who held the right to employ, had totally wanted to hire us.
If it’s like this, then no matter how much Symil and the gang make a fuss, the decision won’t change.
Instead, if they make too big of a fuss, it wouldn’t be strange if their contract got cancelled.
I tried looking at them, they look like they’ve totally lost their faces as adventurers.
The receptionist girl poured more oil onto the fire.
“Furthermore, Snow-sama and Chrisse-sama are also Lute-sama’s wives, you know. The marriage to these beauties of Lute-sama’s is really enviable--really… jealously … enviable.”
Scary, scary.
She was radiating a dark malice just like a monster straight out of a j.a.panese horror movie.
I felt that I was gradually getting to understand the reason why she couldn't get married.
”Ah, and to even be able to marry two beautiful girls like them at the same time…!”
Symil's group s.h.i.+vered with shock.
”Ehehehee, Lute-kun, she said we're beautiful girls. Us. Beautiful girls.”
[You're making me embarra.s.sed.]
Snow and Chrisse were happily fawning on both sides of me.
Snow even started sniffing my scent.
Stop it, you, don't sniff at me in front of other people.
“E..even flirting …”
Symil and company made bitter faces and gritted their teeth loud enough for us to hear.
They literally worked with their own lives on the line to finally reach Level III.
And yet from below, a boy younger than themselves brought along some overpowered but beautiful girls to help rise to Level III—one of the girls he brought along was even an A-minus-ranked mage, a rank only a handful of talented people could reach.
If I were in his shoes, I’d probably be like him…. no, I’d even be more envious, I’d be hatefully envious.