Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

April 15, 7442.

Having nothing to do is putting some weird spiritual pressure on me.

Until now, I have trained in swords and magic and manufactured and developed rubber products, and I never even thought about having time to spare.

I can't wield my sword all over the city, and I can't use magic all the time. There is no raw material for rubber products, so I can't help it. I have quite a bit of money, so I don't even know where to play, or what to do with it in the first place. In the middle of the day like this, I also feel somewhat different to bet on the possibility of going to a store recommended by my brother before noon and entering into a true brotherhood agreement with my brother. Maybe there won't be an early morning/day discount.

I had no choice but to enter the first rice shop I noticed, manage to kill time until noon sipping bean tea, and go to the administrative office again. I go around the bulletin board I heard earlier, but there was nobody on the bulletin board.

Was it a little early? Sitting on the spot, handy and shabby, I wondered if it was the receptionist for the request, and the two of us carried something like a wooden table. When I put down the table I had carried, I went somewhere again, and carried the same table again. Is this a table for placing the request board? A plate to be installed on these two pedestals would likely have a width of about 3m.

I still don't know what the height will be, but I expect there will be quite a request. After a while, two of the clerks were able to take charge of the board. Is that the bulletin board for the request? Wait for it to be installed and stop by the bulletin board.

There are a number of requests written on the bulletin board. Looks like he writes using something like charcoal directly on the board.

2/10/39 Recruitment Sir Dangout Territorial Security Turnover Response slightly

22/2/40 Recruitment Sir Betts Territorial Security Turnover Response Some

25/1/42 Collection Bjorg 100,000 Dalgir young fruit 10kg

11/2/42 Escort Sir Rochemol 1 Million/4/3 Welcome Burlag Destination Keel Out 1/7/42

20/2/42 Collected Bjorg 120,000 Buckley Leaves 500

10/4/42 Escort Mins Chamber of Commerce 400,000/2 Round trip from Belus20/4/42

13/4/42 Conveyance Zuride Goldsmith 83k Sword Tip Besh 15s Offer

14/4/42 Escort Marl Chamber of Commerce 200,000/2 Bend Round trip 24/4/42

14/4/42 Conveyance Zuride Goldsmith 100,000 3kg Sword Tip Dorrit 20s Offer

14/4/42 Escort Webdos Chamber of Commerce 5.5 Million/10 Lombertia Round trip 24/4/42

That's kind of a lot of abbreviations. I don't like any mistakes, and you should check with the clerk about the meaning of abbreviations, etc. I'm the only one now anyway, so it won't mean I'm in the way of my job.

Basically, there was nothing difficult about it. Let me explain in turn what my review means. The number at the left end of each request is the date on which the application for the request was received by the Administration. Next up is a brief request. Next up is the client's name. The next number is the fee for fulfillment of the request and the unit is Z (Zeny). The rest depends on the details of the request.

The first two requests are special, with contracts over a certain period of time. The job description is internal security. I mean, it sounds like a patrol like the Barkud Village squire was doing, but I need to check directly with my client about the contents.

Explained by the clerk, the turnover response seems to be the crook. It is somewhat understandable that the reward increases or decreases due to the number of demons defeated, etc., but it seems even possible that the reward is zero if the client most often has a threshold and does not defeat more than a certain demon. That's why he's been left alone for years since the request was received.

You mean from the third line is production? Request details are collected. Bjorg is a doctor who lives in Keel, and he said it would be a collection of medicine ingredients. Dargill will bear fruit in the fall. At this time of year, after all the fruits that were fruitful last year had fallen, the flowers have not blossomed yet. 10 pieces of silver coins (100,000 zennies) at 10kg are delicious, but I can't accept the request.

Line four, escort. The client is Sir Roshmole of the village of Burlag, who, because of the presence of a pick-up burlag, goes to the village of Burlag and escorts Viscount Roshmole himself or someone to designate him to come to Keel. And we're sending them to Burlag Village again. The numbers on the right end seem to be a hopeful day to leave Burlag village. I mean, we have to get to Burlag Village by this day.

The order was around, but after the reward two numbers, written separately. The figure on the left means that the client believes that a minimum number of persons is required above this figure. The number on the right is not enough. This means that all the rewards for this request are one gold coin (one million zennies), but a sufficient escort requires four people, one already has an application and the number of people left to receive the request is three more.

The fifth line is the sixth line of flying. You already figured that out, didn't you? At the request of the Minns Chamber of Commerce, it is a round-trip escort to the village of Belouse, the destination. The reward is 40 pieces of silver coin (400,000 Zenies), but not more than two people.

That's a baggage truck on line seven. Zuride Goldsmith is a blacksmith who focuses on the weapons used by the Knights who went yesterday. Deliver the sword to Besch Village with a reward of eight silver coins (80,000 Zenies). Weight is 3 Kg. At the time of delivery, I need to pick up the sword fee and take it home. I have to come back within 15 days of receiving the requested sword. After that, you become a criminal. An intake scam?

After the eighth line, you wouldn't have to explain it anymore, would you? You got it. Well, there's a request in here that I might be able to take... Yes, that's the ninth line with the explanation broken. Luggage carriage, but the destination is Dorrit. The reward is 10 silver coins (100,000 zennies). You can return within 20 days of receiving the request. I have a military horse, so if you hurry, it'll be enough in four or five days. I can fully expect enough leeway to fulfill my personal use over there.

All right, do you want to take this one? I will go to the clerk and tell him that I want to take the ninth request. Then the clerk gave me the wooden bill and asked for my name. As soon as the name was answered, the status was opened and the contents were recorded. This seems to be the end of the receipt of the request. A horizontal line was immediately drawn for the ninth request. I guess this is the requested mark. Within a week (six days), he went to Zuride Goldsmith, his client, and was instructed to meet his representative.

Looking at the wooden plaque, it has a strange, lingering print on it, and that seems to be the crack. I guess this proves to be a duly requested adventurer (anything store). I pocketed a wooden plaque and some talking approached me as I tried to return. Hi. Looks like a bunch of adventurers are here to confirm your request. I guess I'll see how it goes.

"Oh, five more requests (per request) have been added… have you received one?"

"I just got back. Why don't you take a break?

"I'm hungry. I wanted to come after dinner."

"I have regular flights to Lombertier, isn't this a good idea?

"Oh, that's it. Looks like rubber, doesn't it? Half a million yummy in February."

"You don't have a choice."

"Hey, the price is going up. And there's 10 of them this time."

"I'm glad you didn't get ahead of me this time."

"Ahhh, five carriages? Webdos Chamber of Commerce, you're making money."

"That was worth the rush. Well, then, a rubber escort would be nice."

Looks like a six-pack. Sounds like he'll be asked to escort him to Lombertia, where he's arguing eventually but with the highest reward. By the way, I'll make that rubber. If you look at the levels in the appraisal, they were all free folk and over 10 levels, and the level of a leader like a man in his mid-30s or so had reached 14.

Awesome. Is that the real adventurer? I guess I keep the armor and other heavy equipment in the inn or somewhere. They're all lightly dressed like shirts in their pants, and some of them aren't even armed. Some wore rubber sandals. Oh, I actually made those sandals, too.

I've seen real adventurers, and I've done what I can. Do you want to return to the inn once? Zoolaid goldsmith? I'm not even going to the critical. I'm paying for the lodging.

I stopped by the clothes store on my way back to the inn and bought a shirt with long hemmed creased trousers and a helo. Wear trousers with enough hem to hide your boots and lower your long sword from your hips when you change into a hello shirt. And you don't have a wallet, you stick two silver joos and about 10 copper coins in your pants pocket naked, and you're ready to go. Only the long sword is unnatural and extreme because it has no sheath, but he was deluded by wrapping leather strings around his body. If it looks like a poor adventurer collapse, fine, so be it.

I was taught yesterday to go out to a slum tavern. I want to gather information on the celebrity Begle (Begle A is fine). To be honest, this Begle A is a better person for me, Begle B. As far as I'm concerned, I don't need any trouble. If you magically smash it away from where it's not popular, you'll get caught.

However, I don't know Begle A's face, so I'm going to do an appraisal from one end to confirm his name on the guy who came into the store with a net in the liquor store for a while now, and then gather information about Begle A. I do not consider that Begle A uses a pseudonym. It's an adventurer collapse, so your real name should be cracked with an open status.

All right, shall we go?

Walk out with your back rounded to suit your not dirty but dull outfit. Hmm, this just looks like an adventurer collapse, no matter where you look from. I guess I should make sure there's nobody around to make it feel like it's flown from other cities before rolling around the road to dust and soil it. There's not much crowd around here because it's still like the upper echelons of people's living quarters, and should we just do it?

I went into a trail where no one was likely to get through and rolled around. and the unpleasant feeling and unpleasant odor rises around my legs. This smell... smells like scuttle... he crushed it with momentum rolling around his sidewalk pussy. Ouch. You didn't smell it until you crushed it because the surface was dry, or your nose was fooling around with the smell of dobs flowing all over the city in the first place, let's be careful when we roll around the road from now on. Maybe I'll do it tomorrow. I rushed to wash it with water magic but it didn't fall off completely. Then you dry it up and delude it, but is this okay? Well, no.

Really, don't flatter yourself on the side of the road anymore. Keel is a clean city that makes a lot of Dove River like it flows into a big river that flows through the center. Come on. Besides, this is a relatively wealthy neighborhood. The culture level is the highest in the Earth's medieval 15th century, but the culture around this toilet is the lowest level of the 7th century, right? I don't care now. Unpleasant is unpleasant.

Retake your mind and head to the liquor store in Slam. Now he was really tall and peeking around in a chill. 'Cause if they think it stinks, you don't like it. At the corner of the crossroads, I can see a liquor store nearby.

Right here.

This store also operates in the same way as the Binsuil store. Some of the tables are open in a form that sticks out on the road. When you look at the customer base, they all look dirty dressed just like me, and feel somewhat unclean.

When I got there because there was an empty little table on the border between the store and the outside, an old man who was so lost and so unfathomable came to pick up the order. I ordered beer and boiled beans. He either didn't notice the scuttle smell rising slightly from my leg, or he ignored it even when he did.

The beer costs 70Z and the boiled beans cost 30Z in total, and one piece of copper coin = 100 yen, which is so stupid and cheap. But beer is a cheap dish that just leaves sour, and many boiled beans are too simmered to have any shape anymore, which is clearly not very tasty.

I observed the condition of the store as I started drinking with a tanned face. I will carry the salty boiled beans to my mouth by hand and pour them in with sour beer while appraising one person in the store for now. Everyone, the level is low, the intrinsic skill is neglected. No one even has special skill magic. At best, it is to the extent that there is a flickering of skill specific to the subpeople.

I spend my time appraising as I lean sloppily against the back of a crude wooden chair, just like any other guest. I listened to the conversation between the guests while sticking with a cup of cheap beer for over 30 minutes, but I didn't hear anything about Begle in particular.

I've been prepared to stick to it until night, so I ordered an extra beer from the unfortunate old man in the example that took me down the street, and he told me, "You can use 300Z in an hour," while I was given back a change of three big bitches. I see, is that the kind of system that is just cheap?

I ordered a few extras and a group of new customers came in after a short while when I went into a few sticky positions again. All the next group had swords or spears. I didn't wear anything that looked like armor, but the outfit is very much the same as other guests.

Is this the one where these guys break down adventurers?

I will be appraising a group of seven people one at a time, but there was no Begle-like guy, and the level is no big deal at about 4-6. I guess the guy with the highest level is also 25 so his strength really isn't a big deal either. I don't even have a lot of money because they all have a scratchy face.

But if the Adventurer collapses, there's a chance he'll have some information about Begle. I decided to focus only on their conversation, and I listened.

"Still a bad beer."

Don't say that, you're making money.

"It's just a shitload of crap coming around from above, and I'm gonna hit you one shot here."

Up there? Did you go up there and tell him? Is there some kind of organization?

"It hurts not to get a proper request"

"Ha, you deserve that,"

"Well, I suppose so. But it's getting more and more obviously worse with the officials in the administration. I can't go anymore."

"It's worse to fail a request more than once."

"I don't know if you can keep failing and taking requests anymore, but don't look great."

"I have to work with someone like you. Give me one or two escorts."

"Come on, you guys. Fighting is boring."

"You know, sometimes I wonder if I should go back to the village."

"You can earn money if you open your crotch. Oh, can't you look at that face? Hehe."

"Oh, my God, you fucked me last year while I was dying of walnuts. After that, it was tough."

"That's a distraction. I don't even want to deal with money."

I accidentally appraised them again, but they were both in good condition. Either the parasite isn't reflected in the appraisal because it's not like the disease, or it's already been eradicated? Maybe I feel like the latter, but I don't even know for sure.

"Oh, I don't know what to talk about."

"Hey, N."

"But, hey, you'll always be like this."

"... oh, right. I can get four or five gold coins. Oh, no, I can get two or three. I can get some kind of business."

"Oh, not at all. But you can't do business. Because I'm an idiot."

I'm having a retarded conversation with all the alignments, so I guess both. Hmm, looks like these guys are still good to think of as a bottom adventurer collapse.

"But the Azas, who can't pay their taxes properly and have been in the wild for years because of Keel, are a few steps ahead of us. They're the ones who were attacked by some caravan last month and chased away by an escort."

"Oh, I've heard that, too. Asus has a nice face, but he's not smart, because he's a little weak."

"I don't know if Zields is even connected to Asus."

"How many scumbags are connected right now? If there's too much, you're gonna have to ask for an exorcism, gahaha."

"Surely there's about four or five of us now, isn't there? You can't attack a small caravan. There are at least two escorts. If I get hit alone, I won't be next."

"Then why did you attack the caravan?

"That's because Azas is an idiot. I know you tried to get one first, even with a big surprise attack, but if that fails, you're going to have to run. That's where Asus gets his foolishness."

"If you're a decent escort, you should have thought there were guys who could use magic, because idiots think of themselves all as a standard."

Oh, Yale, let's get another drink.

"Yeah, hey, that guy, what the hell, that kid"

"You know what I mean?"

"Um, he's the one who did it well, the one he hired exclusively at the Misbale Chamber of Commerce"

"Oh, Claw."

What? The chair snapped.

"What if it's a claw? I didn't know you guys had a small, dedicated escort. That guy did a great job. Actually, I envy you always having a job for sure, even if it's less than once."

"Oh, they say you can't even put it on the wind of adventurers, but then they're all just jealous and saying it. Really, I envy you."

"Mizveil Chamber of Commerce woman, but I didn't think you did. I saw you yelling at me the other day."

"Heh, I was wondering if you stuck that bitch in there. I thought you had too much taste in him."

"I wish it was a woman's hobby. Jeryl can't handle it."

"Amen? I don't even want to do that. It's creepy with dark hair and dark eyes."

Me too, I'm sorry, you skank.

"Lately, you're obsessed with Vince Il's billboard daughter. That's a good woman, too."

"Bin Suil, can you get in and out of such expensive stores, the exclusive escort?"

It's not that expensive.

"Hmm, that woman's got dark hair, too, isn't she? They're disgusting and they don't look good on each other."

"Nothing. That billboard girl must be disgusting. Well, I don't have any luck with Claw seeing me. Isn't that the woman you've been looking for sucked out of money?

"How about that? He's not rolling in like he always does."

"I'm really jealous of that billboard girl because she earns enough money to go to the Bin Suil store."

Claw had a hard time, too. It's not a waste, though. But that guy, you got out of here.

"If it clawed, you'd have slipped out of Begle's husband."

Oops?

"That's right. He said he was pretty fucked in. I heard about his body."

"What's that?

"So when you get out of my husband's place, you know, I got hit by a wizard who's with my husband."

"Huh? That's my first ear. What did they do?

"They burned him in Flames Lower."

"Huh? Seriously."

Huh? Seriously.

"So? So?

"That's a big burn. He said there were burns on his back from his belly. Besides, he even carved the name Begle with a sword on his back. Well, they crawled in a few days later and got healing magic done, so they healed the wound on the sword. The burn marks are amazing. Look, when I broke my arm, I went to the healer and asked."

"The burns didn't heal?

"It was too late. If I was doing magic right away, it would have healed without a trace. You can't heal scars and burns as long as you've had them."

I know that. There were also traces of mosquito bites and scratches on my feet as a child. I never thought the mosquitoes would suck me and magic me. When I noticed it after it became a sore lid (scab) and applied healing magic, the sore lid (scab) quickly polled off, but the marks remained. When I grew up and trained in healing magic, I thought through the tracks with a knife and cured magic, and it healed beautifully and completely.

"Heh, well, why don't you sicken up and have a woman come by too? I don't know how many claws there are in a boulder, but no woman can be held by a man with that body."

"Right. About a businesswoman."

"So, that bin suil billboard girl, you don't know that"

"I guess, if you knew, you wouldn't be dealing with anything"

Marie knew that. Right.

"Oh, hey, Begle's husband. Oh, hey, he's gonna do something big."

"What's the big deal?

"I don't know that far, you're gonna make big money, right?

"Right. But, you know, if you're gonna make money, I want you to let me bite one, okay?

"That's right, but I'm scared to go to Janrud's. It sucks over there. You could suddenly get attacked because you're weak."

"Hey. You know what I'm talking about, Octopus."

"Later, that's what I said the other night." Shut up, man. "

Apparently, Janrud's shop is Beguru's Negijo. It's another tavern in the heart of the slam that was said to be worse than here. Oh, my God, you've had good information since the first day. So it's time to go home. I think I'll even get a face at Marie's. Will I leave if I eat up the leftover dishes?

"But what's the big deal?"

"You don't know. Everyone around you, even the caravan, raids?

"Unless you kill them all, find out. Isn't that a troublesome course for the Knights? Will my husband do that?

"If we kill them all, we don't know who did it, so it's possible."

"I don't know because there are nearly 20 of them. You attacked this caravan with a golf man last year. That's my husband, isn't it? Isn't that what you can do?

"Hey, don't say anything rare. If my husband and this guy ask me, you, this is it."

Begle A still sounds like a guy who isn't. I took a seat and tried to leave the store, and the skank woman told me.

"What is it? If you think it stinks, it's Ome. Don't leak it, poor man."

"It's not easy, Mrs Tsubaki. But I didn't leak it. Give me a break."

Shit, but you still smelled it.

"Shut up, you brave little brat."

How virginal! Oh, no, you're a virgin in an oath.

"Whoa, don't get tangled up about not going down there. Brother, I'm sorry."

"No, then, that's me..."

I leave the store with the smell of small things that I can imagine on my own, but it's annoying. The store said, "He's got dark hair, too, isn't he, with Claw, and the cunt's got dark hair?" "Hey Jeryl, you call it brunette, brunette, but didn't you really mean Claw?" "Oh? When did you ever think about Claw?" I heard him say, "It's been a long time, hasn't it?"

Jeryl, I remember. skank.

I was concerned about the smell, so I didn't go to the Binsuil store. Let's just go home and wash our pants.

When I got back to Vince Pavilion, he looked disgusted at the head.

I washed my pants while I was half-baked in the back well.

I washed it in a hot water shower because someone had not seen it and the smell became tight, so I just bought pants but decided to throw them away. I was annoyed, so I burned it with fire magic at once.

The filth is disinfected.

I don't like it anymore, I'm not going anywhere today.