148 146 Where to find people (2/2)
”Okay.”
”I hear about you from Garth. Is that named equipment...... Excellent.”
You're looking at the blackcat series with a sparkling eye by a blacksmith man. I know you're looking at gear, but if you look from the side, you look like a pervert looking at a young girl with a giddy and trance look on her face.
In fact, someone walking through the front is looking at a man with subtle eyes. Some of them stare with a harsh look. You haven't been called in.
Men don't seem to care at all about other people's eyes or anything, touching the fabric of their coats from time to time. Fran didn't seem to feel bad about his gear being complimented either, and he waited.
After observing Fran's gear for about 5 minutes, he was finally satisfied. The man comes to thank me with a good smile.
”No, eye blessing. Wow. Thanks for showing me the good stuff, I'll take care of my gear while I'm in town. And then there's the need to procure the tools for the dungeon.”
I don't care about the restoration on my own, but I'm happy to raise supplies. If you dive into a dungeon, you might need something.
'That's right. I was wondering if you could finally introduce me to the inn?
”Mm-hmm. You know a good place to stay?
”You haven't decided yet? Then I'd like the sword pavilion in the hole on Main Street. Whatever. The liquor tastes good.”
That's Dwarf. Right there. But aren't you loud enough to stay where you get drunk?
”The tavern's in the basement, so it's not loud.”
”Okay. I'll go.”
”Whoa. Come back.”
”Mmm.”
The inn I was introduced to was a tranquil atmosphere inn with a heavy appearance.
I also took a peek at the underground liquor store, but it's made like a bar, not like drinking and making noise. There was nothing else in the dining room to eat the food, and that one was ordinary popular dining room style. Few people seem to make noise for not being served alcohol, and this would not bother them with the noise either.
Rooms are clean and beds are dandruff. Besides, if it was a miniaturized state of wolf, I could have put it in the room if I paid a different fee.
I was introduced to a good place to stay.
”Mm-hmm. Not bad.”
”On”
Glad the francs liked it too.
”Well, what do we do now?
”Dungeons, of course”
”On!”
It's a good thing you're motivated. Well, I have to make a request.
”Well, shall we just check the requisition before we go?”
”It was.”
I'll line up the requisitions on the bed for now. But is it good to have gotten so many? If the other adventurers find out, they're going to say yes.
”Fran, I think you should keep your mouth shut about this request to the other adventurers.”
”Mmm.”
That said, half of them are crusade requests. Besides, it was the same as a goblin crusade or something, no cap, no deadline, a constant request.
The other half is the delivery of the material.
”On the Horn of High Auga, Cannibal Mole Claws”
”You're just a warcraft I've never heard of.”
”On”
”Uh, according to the Warcraft information I've been photographing in the dossier room, appears after the 10 levels of the east dungeon?”
”Fun”
It's just a Rank D request, and that's a hard place to reach a junior adventurer. In the east dungeon, adventurers below rank F are only supposed to be in until the ninth floor.
”To Phantom Dog, Dark Stalker. You still have a lot of main enemies with unintended strikes from hidden shapes.”
Just like Diaz said.
After that, I checked the requisition and it had been quite a while. Fran and Ursi are getting completely tired of it. How much do I remember, gathering information is fundamental as an adventurer? Fran would have liked a little more concentration around here.
Well, Fran, who hates studying, was glittering with the requisition for an hour, so he rather grew up? I would have started scrubbing boats in five minutes.
”Well, let's go.”
”Wait. I'm not going yet.”
Oh? Maybe after you have more information in mind, or something?
”Eat your dinner and then go”
”On!”
”Oh, yeah.”