Chapter 127 - Volume 7 (1/2)

Volume 7, Chapter 11: I Became an Adventurer, Part 3, Part 2

“What I want to know is the extent of your true ability, [Saint-Sama].”

A surprising amount of Killing Intent started radiating from Corona, given her appearance, as she drew and raised the two giant axes behind her with tremendous speed.

Is her body strengthened by magic, or is it a skill? Either way, she’s much stronger than the knights we encountered at the castle, it should be possible for her to mow her way through lesser demons.

Perhaps, if I had to give it a rating, it’s at the level of a Greater Demon?

“…”

However, Corona was unable to swing down her axes.

From behind her, Tina had a hand on her shoulder, while Nea had her Golden Demonic Sword held to Corona’s throat, both of them releasing their presence, which made her instinctively freeze herself, sweating.

“It’s fine.”

As I called out with a small grin on my face, they came back to rest behind me without a sound, before Corona’s axes fell from her hands as she collapsed to the floor in a heap.

Oh, the shoulder bones that Tina grabbed must be broken.

“…[Let there be Light]…”

As I casted the holy magics [Heal] and [Regenerate] simultaneously, healing her shoulder, Corona turned her fearful eyes towards me and my followers.

“… the power of a Saint… and you two ‘Disciples’… It really wasn’t just a rumor.”

Ah… neither of them are my disciples… it sounds scary when you say it like that.

Also, the exchange just now has Touka and the others completely wound up.

Anyways, after Corona finished mumbling, it seemed like she was debating herself about something while staying on the ground.

“If that’s all, can we go home?”

“W-wait, I’m sorry for my rudeness.”

As Corona hastily stood up at my bored tone, before she lowered herself into a bow.

Hmmm… I really should go home, but I’m weak to good manners.

Thanks to my [Demonic] attributes, I’m largely separated from my constraints as a human, but now that I’ve been in human society for months and years, rather than when I came in from another dimension, the social contract has taken hold.

To put it simply, I don’t want to be rude.

“So, after all that, what do you want?”

“Ah, there’s something I wanted to ask if you indeed had the skill. I’ll pay, of course, in addition to giving you this…”

“Is that…”

The escort had brought out and opened a wooden case and taken out a small pendent shining iridescently to hang from his fist.

“It’s a ‘God’ rank tag, we can complete your registration under this rank, Yurushia.”

It was a metal plate which was the proof of an adventurer’s skill.

Only the people with the Hero class can receive it, a proof of the highest rank of adventurers.

“If you can’t, we can start you from bronze rank, but if you accept, we will also prepare as many silver rank tags for your friends as you need.”

“…What do you mean by that?”

I originally thought that I would want to register for the adventurer’s guild to get identity cards to use in other countries, but suddenly being offered God rank?

Certainly, the Hero classes should be able to have that, but giving all the kids Silver rank suddenly seems too reckless.

… God and Silver ranks off the bat, it seems like something out of a manga.

“Is Yurushia aware of the mass plague of zombies in the country to the north, Gamble?”