401 399 Aunt Stelia

Following Calc's guide, the boulevard was just around the corner. There was nothing like being guided to a place where my people were, and at the end of the day I bowed profoundly to Fran and left. They're so scared of Fran.

If you even get out on the boulevard, you'll see the Adventurer Guild sign without walking for 10 minutes.

"Are we finally here? It's not that big of a deal. '

"smaller than Barbora"

Given the size of the Wang capital, I imagined a considerably larger guild. Rather, it's only about half of Barbora. No, it's bigger than Aretha or Urmut's guild, but it was still a lot smaller than we thought.

"Well, let's just go in"

"Mmm."

The size of the building itself is beaten by Barbora, but that's the King's Capital Adventurer Guild. The internal heavy atmosphere had something inside.

It's a martial arts building made of boulders, but the enormous tapestry embroidered with the emblem of the Adventurer's Guild, as well as the wine red carpet and the wooden counter in good shades to be used add glamour and elegance. Somehow, it makes you feel the weight of history?

While Barbora Guild reception felt like a luxury resort hotel, is this something like an established upper-class hotel?

Looks like the counter is divided by purpose. I don't have a guide like Barbora Guild, but it's easy to understand because there's a description on the counter with a sign.

We decided to line up for the Rank C, D Adventurer counter for now. There's a big man lined up like a bear in front.

The big man turned his gaze to Chilari and Fran and opened his mouth.

"Lady, what's your rank?

"Hmm? C"

"Right."

When Fran showed the adventurer card, the man seems convinced by it. I didn't tell you it was a lie or a fake thing. Instead of feeling the strength of the franc, I guess if you look it up at the receptionist anyway, Makoto will be clear, and don't bother. Besides, I don't think Fran is weak.

But some are not convinced. Adventurers lined up in rank F and G next door. Apparently it's unpleasant to have little girls like Fran lined up on the coveted Intermediate Lane. Especially since many of the Rank F adventurers have finally graduated from the rush, there are still signs that they are likely to get tangled up in Fran.

I guessed it and raised my voice to the aunt who was at the reception for rank B, A. It doesn't feel like an ex-beauty in flattery either.

I'm sorry to say this, but it's rare for a big adventurer guild, and it doesn't look like they have the reception all in one beautiful woman.

But if you look at it, you can see why this woman is at reception. The mess seemed strong. The rank F adventurers who stand out will be lightly bumped up. Probably an ex-high ranked adventurer. High-ranking adventurers have a strong habit, and must have been chosen as receptionists to deal with them, with priority in their abilities.

"My lady. Could it be the rumored Black Thunder Princess?

"Mmm."

Has the name of Princess Black Thunder been passed down to this point, or the adventurers make a scene when Fran nods. Most guys doubt it.

"Well, then, you can line up over here." "Are you okay?

"Oh. Rank C at 12. Besides, Supernova continued to defeat Rank A Adventurers and former Rank A Adventurers in the militant tournament. I'm not complaining if I treat you differently. Besides, I'm free on this lane."

"Okay."

Even so, I hear this aunt has quite a say in the guild of the King's Capital. Whether Fran admitted herself to being an adventurer with an alias, or her aunt's light acceptance of it, there was nothing like the adventurers around her catching on. I know I have some suspicions, but it's an atmosphere where you can't complain if your aunt says so.

"Nice to meet you"

"Mm. I'm Fran the Rank C Adventurer"

"I'm Stelia."

"Aunt Stelia"

Dude, that's a lot of dangerous naming!

(What's the matter, Master?

'No, it's nothing. I just thought you seemed good at making cookies.'

Stelia asks me what I need to do. In the meantime, Fran offered the references he was keeping from Gumdo, Barbora's guild master.

"I want to attend the auction. This, a letter of introduction"

"Ho? Will you excuse me for a second?

"Mmm."

When Stelia opens the letter of introduction, she checks the contents as they are. Well, it just says I want you to do it with the utmost convenience for Fran.

However, it seems that the verdict of the seal being pressed next to the signature is important. I feel some magic, and now Steria is putting that crest on the crystal.

"That's real. I'm afraid it's an autographed letter of introduction from Mr. Gumd."

"You know Gumd?

"Ga, call off Master Gumd... Look, it's like that dragon crash gumd, right?

"I know."

"I don't know. Yikes! For our generation, it's a legendary party when it comes to Gumd the Dragon Down, Fermus the Dragon Hunter, Diaz the Dragon Roller, and Ayworth the Dragon Tie, isn't it?

It explains everything to the point that Stelia hasn't even heard. The Gumds, who were active as a Rank A party when she ran out, seemed to be an admirer.

They were a militant party about hunting dragons, they said, all over the place. I see the strength of Gumd and Fermus with this eye, and Diaz has appraised it, but it should do quite a bit. If there was another companion there, maybe a dragon could hunt. Well, it would depend on the type of dragon and the degree of threat.

However, this party is dissolved about five years after its formation. First of all, Diaz is going to be Urmut's guild master, and he's out of the party. Afterwards, the sorcerer named Ayworth and the Gumds disagreed, and they dissolved it like a quarrel breakup.

I thought I'd heard of Ayworth somewhere, but it's the name of a sorcerer's guild who tried to force Fran to solicit him to the guild after a militant tournament. Ayworth Mage Guild. We talked about being a guild like a radical underground organization, but I guess from the name of it, the Ayworth is an organization he built.

Fermus looked strangely familiar with the inside information, but maybe if he was originally one of us, he deserved it. Diaz's strange hostility to the Sorcerer's Guild would also be due to the certainty of the time he was partying.

A magician named Ayworth says he's a man of the human species who uses ice and snow sorcery and death magic. I don't want to see you, but if we do, let's watch out for these two sorceries.

"You've spoken softly."

You talked in, or Stelia just kept talking unilaterally. Fran hasn't uttered anything but the word "n". Nevertheless, I guess I was content to talk about what I liked scattered. Stelia regains her calm.

"Oh, I can't do anything with a single Atashi, and I'm going to call the one up there for a moment. Can you sit back and wait in that chair?

"Mm-hmm. Okay."

After Steria removed her seat, the adventurers were observing Fran on a far-roll. She seems to have a strong influence, and there's nothing like speaking up. Well, don't worry about it.

"Well, why don't we wait for tea?"

(n)

Fran takes the tea and tea contract out of his dimensional storage.

"Is that it? You said tea, right?

(n)

Sure, a drink is tea. I drink tea. But what's the dish lined up with a narrow table? No, I get it. I guess it's meant to be a tea contract.

Pancakes, cookies and pies would be good. Pancakes are one of Fran's favorites in line for curry. I don't know if Misato Dumplings and Dafu are good for tea sourcing, but it's not without them. Steaks are also allowed as a tradition for beasts.

It's just, what about curry, fried rice and cooked rice? It's not a complete meal, is it? And it's all rice.

"Successful."

'... Fran, why don't we have some salad too?

"Mm-hmm. Okay."

Nutrition needs to be balanced.