233 231 Informant Legs

I hope I walked out to find Grandpa Garth......

I wonder how to find it. Want to get some info on the Adventurer Guild? The best skilled blacksmith is an adventurer, and he's likely to have some information.

And then I guess the blacksmith guild. If you were to work in Barbora, you would have your face on the blacksmith guild.

"Let's Go to Adventurer's Guild First"

"Okay."

It's like home if it's from Fran. Even if you ask for information, Adventurer Guild is easier to hear. I also know Guildmaster Gumd, and he made a name for himself in a militant tournament. There would be no front payment.

Fran and Ursi are strangely looking around as they walk for the Adventurer's Guild.

What, you feel something? Softly, restless.

"What's up?

"Smells like curry"

"On!"

Oh, you mean that. Barbora says it's currently a curry boom, and I'm guessing some of the dewstores lined up around here serve curry food.

I hear the Frans identified the stall. Flirting and drawn. You no longer crave curry at your instinct level.

If there's a trap in the dungeon that attracts prey with the smell of curry, shouldn't you be caught?

"Hello!"

"What's this?

"Oops, we invented this based on curry, it's a curry noodle!

Oh, is it even curry-flavored noodle dishes already available? In a pan, curry and noodles are simmered together. Sounds delicious, but wouldn't the noodles grow in no time if it boiled so much?

But you're a little interested. That seemed like Fran was with me, and I'm buying myself and Ursi's share.

"Yes, Ursi"

"On!"

Keep it up. The two pull in the curry noodle. The spiciness seems to be suppressed, and you are sipping the noodles without even swallowing them. And he finished his meal without stopping until the end.

"What do you say?

"Delicious."

"On!"

"Noodles aren't stretched?

"Mmm."

Is that some kind of inventive noodle? Ask Fran a lot about it, apparently it's like konyaku noodles or spring rain, hard-to-stretch pull based noodles.

No, that's amazing. I didn't know an interesting dish was being produced so far. This is going to be something you can expect from other curry dishes.

That's how we went to the Adventurers Guild, buying and eating at the stalls.

Once inside, there are many adventurers and they are very lively.

Many people see Fran as a flicker with surprised eyes, but Fran turned to the counter ignoring their gaze.

"I need to ask you a few questions"

"Yes, what is it?

Oh, a polite response even though it doesn't look like you even know Fran. That's the receptionist for the guild in the big city.

"Looking for people"

"Are you looking for people? Shall I introduce you to adventurers familiar with such information? How about the rest in the form of asking that person to negotiate?

You mean an informer adventurer? If you can introduce me, don't help me. If it was an introduction to the guild, I'd have a solid identity.

"That's fine. Can I see you soon?

"Yeah, I'll be right there."

At the end of the receptionist's gaze, one adventurer stood. He is a middle-aged adventurer in the scout-based profession. Fighting power is no big deal, but we have all the skills in detection, covert, and negotiation systems.

"Hey, looking for people?

"Mmm."

"I'm the main miscellaneous fish in the city, but that's where I know all about Barbora. I'll take care of it. Let's just talk about it over there."

Join an adventurer named Legs at the table that was in the corner of the guild. My attitude is mild, but this guy doesn't look like he's insulting Fran either.

"So, who are you looking for?

"Garth the Blacksmith"

"Oh, the Honorary Blacksmith."

"You know what? I want to know where I am now."

This is unexpected. I might be able to reunite with Grandpa Garth soon. And then there's the reward.

"I'll pay for the information"

"No, I don't need that"

"Hmm? Why?

"One first. I don't have much information about Lord Garth. I can't take money with this amount of information. And it's much more valuable to say that you've made a facial connection with Princess Black Thunder than just gold."

Well, that's how you knew about Fran. Legs told me what information he knew and let me hear it.

"Ten days ago, you were definitely in Barbora. I'm sure he was doing maintenance on Gilmouth's weapons."

But they don't know what to do after that. I thought Legs had left Barbora.

"But he's not back in Urmut"

"You haven't even heard from him?

"Mmm."

"Well... There are several possible patterns"

One got involved in something between Barbora and Ulmut. Warcraft attacked me, bandits caught me, etc.

"However, there was also the influence of militant tournaments, many people coming and going down the streets, and there were more patrols. So it's hard to think of zero sightings."

Garth had a high level of hammering and fire magic. I don't think we're going to get behind in battle.

Otherwise, he could be involved in some sort of incident inside Barbora. It is also possible that he was exposed to slave traders with eyes on Garth's arms or to back tissue.

It was also thought that he had received some kind of secret request. The basics are Garth, who only takes his convinced job, but it was possible to say that he could not turn down the job pressed on him by the royal family and the great nobility. In such a case, it is said that communication, etc. may be discontinued in order to maintain confidentiality.

Or the possibility of being too indulgent in your work and forgetting to contact you at all. If it's a garth of artisanal temperament, it won't have to be.

Sounds like it's all possible.

"Give me a day. I'll check it out."

"Please. What am I supposed to do?

"Hmm, even if you make bad flashy moves, it's hard to do... Are you familiar with our Gilmouth?

"Mmm."

"So, Gilmouth and can I ask you to interview the Blacksmith Guild? You don't have to look behind it. Just listen to me normally."

"Okay."

So, do you want to go talk to Gumd first?