174 172 Black Cat (2/2)
”For example, when you broke out in front of the guild reception, did about 20 people send you to the infirmary?
”It's dangerous”
”It's really dangerous. Without a sudden outburst and beauty madness, it wouldn't be weird in Rank A.”
Are you saying that all of a sudden a giant insect appeared in front of me and was about to run wild?
”Elsa, are you okay?
”Fran...... I'm sorry. Only bugs really don't work!
I'd like to ask why, but there's going to be a rumble just because I remember. They say it's least damage to keep it through here.
”Elsa's out.”
”I will! Call me when you're done! Because I'm having tea!
As a result, the materials were purchased in the demolition room, which was finally quiet.
The ball bug seems to take a lot of work to dismantle, costing 30,000 gold to dismantle. The purchase of materials is 560,000, minus 530,000 gold.
You can see how expensive it is when you compare the purchase of the leather of the Rank D Warcraft, High Auga, to an average of 40,000 Gold per unit. Combined with materials obtained on the way to Urmut, etc., it was a profit of 800,000 Gold.
Whether you see it as borough money or feel like you're dying to this extent is a delicate place. Well, isn't that bad?
”Fran, are you done?
When she finished receiving the money and headed to the tavern, Elsa, along with one old man, was making tea as she said. Even though it's an Alliance tavern, I'm really drinking tea. A stylish teapot with floral teacups. Tea is a scone. Where's the cafe?
”Done.”
”How's Fran?
”Get it.”
”I have tea, black tea, Ulm tea, but which one do you want?
”That much?
”Yeah. It's tea to see Scone. Black tea for cookies. Ulm tea would be great for pie.”
”... then, all of it”
”Oh? Can you eat that much?
”No problem.”
”Well, Master, please”
”Yes, sir.”
The master was also a gentleman-style uncle. I don't look very much like the master of the Guild Tavern where the rough guys gather. Fran seems to have felt the same thing, tilting her neck.
”Is this a tavern?
”That's right.”
”Ha, they often say. But it's definitely an Alliance tavern. Well, Elsa asked me to put a little more tea and sweets.”
”Ugh. Master's tea is excellent! So if I was treating the kids a little tight to bother the master, they'd all know how good the tea is. Now it's as popular as alcohol. Right, Master?”
”Well, because rumors are deeply rooted that the two guild masters and Mr. Elsa hate alcohol. Many adventurers ask for tea when Elsa and the others are around.”
If I hear that the top two guilds hate alcohol, do some of them detract from it? Even so, not only Diaz, but Elsa's pretty abusing her powers, isn't she? No, it feels more like I can follow you around with fear and respect than with abuse.
”Okay, here's an assortment of tea treats. Tea is the first thing you serve.”
”Mmm.”
Fran holds the scones served in his hands and quickly completes his meal. Put plenty of cream and jam on it sometime.
Elsa smiles at its full eating, while herself is elegantly tee time. Pinned little fingers boost women's strength.
I was worried about what my gray-haired grandfather would think sitting face-to-face, but I was looking at Nico and Fran with eyes like I was looking at my grandson. You look like an adventurer from your gear.
”Whoo-hoo. Kids eat well and sleep well.”
”Who?”
”Whoa, excuse me for this. I am Ladur. He's just a shitty Rank C adventurer.”
”He's Urmut's oldest adventurer.”
You're definitely a white bearded sorcerer or something. That must be the type of person who covers his lack of physical strength with experience and wisdom. Low rank for that?
”I have strength, but I've always been a court magician. That's why they rank lower than strength. There's no doubt about the power of Rank B.”
”Though I'm sad that they don't say rank A”
”Because that class is different now”
”Nevertheless, who are the adventurers of the Black Cat Clan”
I'm going to look at Fran with a worthy eye. Ladur. He has distant eyes like he sees something he misses for some reason.
”It's been 50 years.”
”Oh, besides Fran, there's as many black cat adventurers as there are, right? Especially since this town has a lot of rookies.”
”If you really just say Black Cat Clan. But when you're young, you can say you're barely there.”
”Well, maybe it does. But for the first time in 50 years, you used to have a kid like Fran.”
”Mm-hmm. You look just like your little girl. It's called that blurry way of talking, it's called black hair. I can't even remember the name anymore, but I can only remember that sharp eye clearly”
To further open the drawer of his memory, Ladur meditated his eyes as he handled his jawbeard.
”I don't know if I said I was 15 or something. It was supposed to be solo. Then there is no forgiveness for those who ridicule the Black Cats. I beat the Adventurers of the Blue Cat Clan and kept the extreme retaliation of cutting off their tails normal.”
”You really look just like Fran.”
”Yeah, well, they did call me by the alias Black Cat. There have been rumours of an adventurer's life being cut off when he's involved in a black cat.”
”What about that guy now?
”Well. He disappeared one day. Did he die, or did he normally leave town? I don't know.”
”Yes...”
If you were that strong, you'd have definitely been looking to evolve. If you were 50 years old, you'd still be alive, and I'd like to hear you talk. Besides, I'm also concerned that he suddenly disappeared.
”Non was not that close to the black cat. Well, if Orrell was partying at the time, he might know.”
”I'm going to see Grandpa after this, and you might be just fine. But how would Grandpa Orrell know?
”I've seen you talking to black cats a few times, because they're beasts. Plus, he was helped by a black cat when he was doing a dungeon attack on a solo, and he also cautioned against ever getting involved with a black cat. Well, that look. If they were good-looking at the time, they would have definitely gone nuts.”
”Was that black cat cute?
”Mm-hmm. Just for the record, I think the Orrell guy was definitely in love with the Black Cat.”
”Yikes! But you're a grandpa and a lollicon?
”No, no, Orrell was supposed to be a teenager then, too. At the time, Orrell, the fastest man to reach Rank D, was a genius.
Right. It happened to Ladur, to Orrell, to Diaz, when she was younger. I can't imagine. Well, you mean you've got more reason to see Orrell.