542 540 Carona

"Um..."

"Hmm?"

There was someone talking to Fran back in the lobby. The blonde drill earlier, Mr. Carona. The face also seems slightly drawn.

"I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't know you were a high-ranking adventurer, and I'm very disrespectful."

She's been told by the receptionist sister that Fran is a real high-ranking adventurer, and she's scared. He bowed his head deeply on the spot without hesitation, even though he was a noble lady whose pride seemed high.

"Nothing. I'm not mad."

"Ho, is that true?

"Mmm."

When Fran tells you that, he looks blatantly horny.

A high-ranking adventurer would be a monster from a junior adventurer. Even if she looks young - or rather young and climbed a high-ranking adventurer, Fran may be an authentic monster to her.

"The Alliance Master praised him."

"Huh? Me, is it?

"Mm-hmm. He said it's awesome to stand in front of suspicious people for juniors."

"That's, uh..."

Carona leans down with a troubled face.

It also seems to me that people are being praised for treating Fran as a junior classmate by mistake or for treating him as a suspicious person without knowing the face of the Alliance Master, and I'm sure he's happy to be praised.

Either way, you must not be able to say anything.

"Fran, you should change your story."

"? Did I look like a student at the college?

"I'm sorry. I was wondering if you are a basic discipline student who doesn't know the rules..."

"Basic Students?

"Yeah, yeah. There is a wide variety of disciplines in the School of Magic, but any student will initially seek to master magic in basic disciplines."

It's just called the School of Magic, and they always make you master witchcraft first. He said that if he mastered magic here, he would be allowed to choose a new discipline in a semi-annual period of advancement.

Regardless of his attributes or anything, he says if he can't graduate from basic studies within three years, he'll be expelled. Well, it's the School of Magic, so I guess I don't have a choice.

"While enrolled in basic disciplines, you are not allowed to enroll in the Adventurer Alliance."

You can't even use magic, it must be just real amateur kids, and it's a natural measure.

But they hear only rumors that students from the School of Magic are in and out of the Adventurer's Guild, and every year there are basic discipline students who storm the Adventurer's Guild without asking for much explanation.

"Some students are selfish and annoy the guild."

When a college student annoys the Adventurer Guild, that can also discredit the entire college. From her pride in being a student at the School of Magic, that seemed unforgivable.

I thought it was exactly a student council role like Commissioner Wind Discipline or something, and it seemed just plain weird. After that, he also taught me a lot about student failures that did not follow the rules of the school. It's rare that Fran listens to you too.

"Hey, it's time for you."

"Oh, I'm going now. Well, I'm really sorry about this one. I beg your pardon."

"Mmm."

"I don't know if there's anything I can do, etc., but if you have any problems, please rely on me. I show my face to the Adventurer Alliance once a week."

"Okay. Thanks."

"Bye."

Mr. Drill, called by his companion, bowed his head one last time and left the guild.

Fran talks to me while I drop it off.

(Master)

"What's up?

(Master said it was an interesting hairstyle, okay)

'Hmm?'

(Whenever I moved, my hair was beyoncé)

'I thought you were listening to me so much, you'd be focusing on your hair!

(That's funny)

Leaving the Adventurers Guild, we decided to enjoy the Lady Blue sightseeing based on the information we purchased.

The receptionist's sister was born in this town, and she was familiar with the shops in the hole and the attractions.

Between delicious stalls and touring delicious restaurants, you'll enjoy scenic highlands and rare buildings.

As I toured the town that way, I noticed a few things that were different from other towns.

"Beautiful here too"

"On"

"No one's watching over us."

No matter how narrow the back roads go, no matter how far out of town, there was no so-called slamming place. I guess there is a difference between rich and poor in relation to income and so on, but it does not give rise to an atmosphere below a certain level.

Naturally, you won't even come across a bandit guild or a constituent person in the back organization, wrapped around the atmosphere behind you. I didn't even meet a chimpy opponent who was going to play cuttlefish. There's no relaxation that's tangled up and moisturizes our nostrils.

Isn't it rare in all these cities?

In addition, there were a small number of soldiers and knights seen all over town as to whether such criminal organizations were a lesser influence. It's not like he's not here, but it would be less than half the time compared to other towns.

You mean you're safe?

"Mm-hmm. Lots of kids"

"Speaking of which, I guess so."

It's an insecure town, and I rarely see a child. Because I think about the worst, and I won't let you play outside. But I have kids everywhere I go in this town.

The kids are the only ones running around the back road, playing. I guess that means you can stay safe.

On my way back to the inn, when I went to give the Adventurer Guild a thank-you baked treat for introducing me to a delicious store, I was told why I was safe.

Very simply, Weena Lane was crushing criminal organizations and criminals off the edge. And they stopped giving a hand to any organization at all times.

The way Weena Lane was done was radical, suppose there were drug traffickers, for example. Then they smash everything, not just the seller, but the organization behind it, the organization involved in distribution, the organization involved in manufacturing, etc., anyway.

It doesn't matter if it's nobility or another country.

Apparently, the Kingdom of Verios, which was repeatedly plagued by diplomatic problems because of its radical handling, has only come to name a country and protect the Autonomous Communities.

I guess that means it's better to break a budget and defend the Autonomous Communities than to be rammed by Wiener Lane at will. No, maybe Weena Lane designed it to be that way?

Anyway, Lady Blue means he's safer than any other city he's ever visited.

'Even so, I'm a child lover, radical, elf...'

(like Amanda)

"I'm sure you look alike."

Speaking of which, when the story of the School of Magic came out of Alistair's mouth, Amanda, who was next door, said nothing. I don't think Amanda and Weena Lane would be surprised if they knew each other... Well. If I knew you, I'd say something at that time.

"What kind of person are you?