442 440 Heroes and maidens (2/2)

What's more surprising than that is that you don't try to go on your own. Because of his personality, he's going to leave Fran and go on his own. No, I'm afraid to unleash Ayworth alone, so you'd better stay within sight of me.

”The rarest, evolutionary Black Cat tribe in the world...... You can't miss the price.”

This guy was intrigued by Fran too! The eyes directed at Fran dwell on the same curiosity directed at Garth and pseudo-fanatical swords. An eye for a precious experiment.

”Fran, don't ever let Ayworth bother you, okay?

(Of course)

Well, Fran keeps Ayworth on alert all the time, and he'll be fine. In a wild inquiry, maybe Ayworth is sensing the gaze he turns to himself.

The Frans, who went out of the hole where they entered as they were, hurried to the Adventurer's Alliance with their feet when they picked up the face they were yawning on.

The noise already seems to be showing a spread, and people look anxious even in the civil and downtown areas. On the contrary, it seemed that some travellers and pedestrians even hurried to the gate to escape from the king's capital.

”This is not good. If the battle seems prolonged, you may panic because of the people trying to escape from the king's capital.”

There will be no need for Faith to whine anxiously. Fighting seems to be increasing in intensity, with loud explosions sounding in a row or mysterious lights emanating from the aristocracy.

”No one?

The arriving Adventurer Guild was surprisingly idle. There's no one but the receptionist. One of the earliest notices I had of Fran was Stelia, who was still pinching cookies in her spare time.

”Oh, isn't that Princess Black Thunder? What's the matter with you?

”What happened to the adventurer?

”The Alliance sent out an urgent request for policing. Everyone in their spare time is out of town.”

The guild seems to be doing a good job, too.

”I want you to keep Garth”

”Garth... Could it be an honorary blacksmith Garth?

”Mmm.”

Fran told us that he would not wake up because of the magic potion, that he needed treatment, and that in some cases the enemy might come to take it back. Then Stelia growls at the root of her eyebrows. With the status quo without adventurers, you're probably worried about whether or not you can keep them.

There Ayworth speaks out in a slightly irritating manner.

”What are you guzzling about? Just do it.”

”Huh? Who are you?”

”He's a former adventurer named Ayworth.”

That's what Ayworth told me. Stelia's change was dramatic. The frigid look on his face turned and he looks like a maiden in love. No, it's my aunt.

”E, Master Ayworth? also, could it be the dragon tied Master Ayworth?

”That's right. This is the guild card I used to use.”

”We will see!

Stelia took Ayworth's guild card with a slightly trembling hand. And he's checking for seriousness with his face.

”Ho, it's real! That's the real Mr. Ayworth! Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you!

”Uhm.”

It's a change of class from Obasan to Idol chase. Stelia stares at Ayworth with her sparkling eyes. The tone of the voice would be about a step higher.

The other receptionists stared at the transformation.

”So you can keep this Dwarf and treat him?

”Yes! Absolutely!”

I guess I really admire it. Instead of disgusting him with the decadence of Ayworth's attitude, he dyes his cheeks to the vermilion and nods joyfully.

But can we make a deal that cheap?

”Are you okay? We might have enemies coming”

”I'm fine! Let it go! Again, I'm a former Rank B Adventurer! Plus, we're calling out high-ranking adventurers who didn't respond to this call! I'll call a healer and an alchemist soon!

You hear what adventurers say about not responding to the convocation?

”Huh. How many years do you think I've been in this guild? It holds three or four of the Adventurer's weaknesses. I didn't mean to make you work for the nobles, but if it's for Master Ayworth, it's not the story!

Apparently Aunt Stelia was more of a shadow powerhouse than I imagined. Well, I'll take care of this one. You'll be fine.

Plus, if you think about it, you're a blacksmith who could possibly make something like a pseudo-fanatical sword. Depositing it in the country may be bad. Mainly in the free sense of Gauls. If King Kranzel had a very average ambition, he would not have the option of freeing Garth. After forced enslavement, I can only imagine a future where I can be made to engage in pseudo-fanatical sword mass production.

In that regard, an Adventurer's Guild can also be strong against the country. Just let's not push it. Fran takes out a million gold on the counter and tells Steria.

”Then I'll make the request. Ensure the safety of the Gauls pattern and ask for treatment. And besides us. Don't surrender Garth on your own, especially to the country or something. Rewards and expenses.”

”Let's also keep a name for Non. I want to avoid being scratched from the side of the country.”

”Is there a reason for all this? Fine. If Master Ayworth asks, we'll accomplish whatever happens! There's plenty to pay.”

It's a request that the Adventurer asked for directly from the Alliance. Now if they take Gauls away from me, it will be in spite of the face of the Alliance. I'm sure you'll protect me.

”And then I'll leave my obedience behind. Ursi, if anything happens, I'll take Garth and run away.”

”On!”

Worst case scenario, Ursi should be protecting Garth.

”Well, let's go now, Nong et al.”

”Mmm.”

The aim is the square in front of the royal castle. That's where the Earl of Baileys is. Right.