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”I'm sorry. I called you up.”

The place now is a private room on the second floor of a commercial guild.

It is a man with glasses, Mr. Azilk, who puts tea at the desk in front of us.

He's a very gentleman.

”No.”

The other person, sitting on the couch in front of him, is Mr. Draw as a summary of the people who appraise him.

He's about 50 years old and a little hungry.

This guy, for some reason, has a rough nose from earlier.

”Where did you get this, this ore!

Reaching for a cup of tea, Mr. Draw inadvertently turns his body forward and asks aloud.

”Hih!”

A small scream comes out of his mouth at the force, and he sees it in Mr. Druid sitting next to him.

Mr. Druid calms me down by gently stroking my head like that.

When I looked at him, I wrinkled between my eyebrows and stared at Mr. Draw as much as I could.

”Draw, what are you gonna do to scare me! Excuse me.”

Mr. Azilk slaps Mr. Draw in the head with momentum.

It sounded good, so it looks a little painful.

”Excuse me. I'm a little excited.”

”No, so which is ore?

Mr. Druid, who can handle calmly, before someone whose eyes are running a little bloody, is amazing after all.

And Mr. Druid's voice is always low.

He seems a little angry.

”These are the four types.”

Mr. Azilk arranges the ore on his desk.

Every ore was collected in a cave in the back of the forest.

Ore with yellow ore mixed with water colour and brown colour, ore that appears only to be a rock at first sight in ore with green spots.

”Can you explain why you ask about these ores?

Mr. Druid asks questions in a hard voice.

That's just the former adventurer and that's a compelling voice.

Mr. Draw looks a little dull, too.

”Eh.”

”It's the draw. Because it scares your daughter.”

Me?

With that being said, Mr. Druid was still on the lookout.

I get a little embarrassed and sit back down.

”Are you all right?

”Yeah. Thanks”

When I sat back down, for some reason Mr. Draw and Mr. Azilk gave me a horrible look.

”Well, as for the ore, they say these four types are in the residence of God who protects the village of Hathau.”

Wow, I brought some awesome ore.

Or address?

Could it be about the cave behind the woods?

If that's the case, I brought it to you without permission.

But Mr. Sarpent didn't look angry...

”Excuse me. We don't know much about the patron saint of this village, do you mean the cave?

Mr Azilk nods to Mr Druid's question.

”That's right. They say it's in the deepest part of the woods. I looked several times, but I couldn't get to many demons”

Was it that cave, in the back of the woods?

I just cared under my feet, so you don't remember.

And demons?

Sure, I was there, but everyone was getting rid of Ciel.

You don't know what kind of demon there was.

”I see.”

Mr. Druid is magically hammering.

I wonder what I will do.

You can't say bad things, can you?

”Excuse me, but I don't even know where that cave is”

”What, but this ore...”

”I was lost on the way, and when I realized it, I was following the cave”

Hmm, you shouldn't pinch your mouth.

I don't know what Mr. Druid is talking about.

Just be careful not to move your expression.

If you can tell it's a lie in my condition, it's tough.

”Lost?

”Yeah, I dropped the compass along the way.”

The compass is one of the essentials of the journey with items pointing in the direction.

I just don't have it though.

You showed me Mr. Druid's compass, but you never worked on your trip to Hatau Village.

On the journey I follow after Ciel, I don't have a turn.