Other World Assassin Life of a Man who was a Shut-in

A few minutes after I left the weapons store and started walking,

"All right, you managed to get to the guild before noon!

I spent too much time at the weapons store than I thought.

I thought maybe I wouldn't make it in time, so I'm relieved for now.

All right, so suppose I go see the Alliance Master soon!

What the hell kind of person is that? I'm looking forward to it!

With that in mind, I open the door and go inside the guild.

Then,

"Hey, there he is. He's the neck hunter."

"Seriously, it's that neck hunting humor that kid took down Oak King.

"Well, you mean people can't judge by their appearance. Even s-ranked purple electricity is terribly strong because you look like a child."

"Right. It's what fools do to judge adventurers by their faces."

I've been told a lot.

I mean, it seems like my two names are pretty much a decision on neck hunting.

To be honest, I wanted it to be a little more serene.

You can't complain much when you remember how I fought so far...

When I think about it, I miss the old man's voice.

"Wow - it's Yuma the neck hunter. No, you're totally a celebrity! I can't even face seniors anymore. Shit!

It's Mr. Grace.

This guy is always in the guild. I wonder if I'm free.

Oh, that's the kind of guy you're putting out for weapons repair.

Then there's no other way.

"No, I'm still the only chick in the fight.

When I say that, Mr. Grace...

"Ha! Right! Right! Then I don't have a choice! For the time being, I'll tell you exactly what an adventurer I am, so be prepared!

"Yes, thank you very much"

After all, Mr. Grace is a good man.

This is the first adventurer I've ever met, and I'm blessed.

If anything happens to Mr. Grace, I'll do everything I can to help.

"No, it's Yuma. What are you doing in the guild today? By the way, I think it's a good idea to recommend a high oak for today's request!

"Right. Maybe I'll take the request, but for now, today's errand is about the Alliance Master and promotion."

When I said that, Mr. Grace laughed a little bitterly.

"Right, do you see that old man?

Apparently, Mr. Grace has met the Alliance Master.

"Do you know the Alliance Master?

"Well. That old man is a guild master, but he's friendly, he's a good guy. There's only one flaw."

Cons?

"What are the drawbacks?

"Yeah, that old man's retired and quiet from adventurers now, but he used to be quite a fighter fanatic. Watch out for Yuma, too, huh? Even though he's quiet, he may attack you all of a sudden while we're talking."

Seriously!

Right, well, there's no way you're attacking me just talking about promotion.

"Is that so? I get it. I'll be careful for once.

"I like that. Then I'm relaxing there. Well, come on."

"Yes. I'll be there."

He breaks up with Mr. Grace and walks over to Mr. Mel.

Then Mel noticed me and called me with a little laughter.

"Hello Yuma. No, maybe I should call you Yuma the neck hunter?

"Until Merle, please don't. I don't really like that neck hunt."

"Hehe, I'm sorry. But the fact that the two names were created means that they were recognized to some extent among the adventurers. Don't forget that.

"I know. It's a great honor to have two names."

"Hehe, don't worry. Now you, Yuma. It's just a little early for the scheduled time, so I'll give you the money for the Cocatrice and Oak materials right now. Only the oak kings will have to wait a little longer."

Oh, speaking of which, did you sell demonic material to the Alliance?

Oh, no, no. I forgot.

"Please."

"First of all, Cockatrice has four gold coins. The next thing you know, the oak will be five gold coins in total."

I receive nine gold coins together from Mel.

Hmm, are there more oaks? Well, there were more than twenty orcs.

"Thank you."

"Hehe, I've never seen anyone make this much money in two days after becoming an adventurer. Now, Mr. Yuma, it's time for your appointment, so shall we go? I'll show you."

Whoa, it's that time already.

"Yes, thank you."

"This way, then."

Me and Mel walk through the guild door and back.

Hmm, the guild is a very wide one.

I would have been lost if I had been alone in this.

I would have walked for a few dozen seconds, getting to the front of a room with a very large door.

"Come on, Yuma, you're in this room. The Alliance Master is waiting for you in here. Yuma, I may not have to tell you, but don't be too rude, okay?

"I know.

"Shall we.

Oh, it looks like Mr. Mel's coming with us.

Well, good, let's just say I'm going in.

I think so. I open a door that seems thick.

The next moment!

"Hmm!"

All of a sudden my fist flew into my face!!

Not long ago, I couldn't have reacted!

But now that I've defeated Oak King, I can react well enough!

I take my fist in one hand as it approaches my face!

Oh, that's heavy!

Not as strong as Oak King but much stronger than Oak!

The person in the room looks a little surprised to see his fist stopped with one hand.

Hmm, as far as the face goes, something like the fifties?

But the body doesn't look like it's in its fifties. He's an old man like a chunk of muscle!

Well, I'm not as quiet as being suddenly attacked and shut up, either.

I just don't use weapons. The next moment I tried to give back one shot.

"Hey! What are you doing all of a sudden, Alliance Master!

He heard Mr. Mel like that.

This old man's the guild master?

That's when I remember Mr. Grace's words to the Alliance Master.

I see, this is what happens in battle madness...