770 768 Connections

Dalho in Gilmouth gave me the information I wanted, and we left the guild behind. Mainly about large illegal town locations and forces to watch out for.

Especially the dragon man.

Among us, it was the image of an honest race who, after being punished with divinity, was switching minds and hunting solemnly against demons.

Of course, there are many decent dragon men like that, but there are quite a few who don't.

Those who glorify the past and cannot accept the apoptosis of their seeds.

I don't even know how that feels. We couldn't accept the status quo of our own species, and it was because Fran was with us that we were scratching our feet.

Especially for the recently born generation, I guess we are not convinced that we have to be punished until ourselves because of the failure of others.

Acting to improve the status of species is not bad. Rather, I take it for granted.

But there seems to be a small number of people whose thoughts are stubborn toward the worse. They still say "dragon men are the best species" and repeat actions that overlook other races.

In some cases, he said, some people are crude enough to complain about force.

Such a grudge with dragon men seems to have increased over the past few years. Try not to get involved as much as possible. If Fran and the stupid dragon man meet, I can only see a future in trouble no matter what you think.

And he was making me a proper anti-demon card while I was talking to Dalho. He gave it to me when I left.

"After all, Rank S Adventurer Isario looks like he's in the eastern harbor"

(Mm-hmm. And I don't know where Earthlers is)

'It's about Ground Lars, and I'm pretty sure he's safe... I guess he's in some illegal town.'

I just remembered how strange it was to talk to Fran. I feel like I'm forgetting something.

Did I forget to ask you something?

"Hmmm......"

(Master, what's wrong?

'I think I forgot something. Have you ever forgotten to ask Dalho?

(Huh?

Don't you see, Fran? But there was someone who answered our questions.

(On!)

"What's up, Ursi?

(On!)

Ursi, who slept in the shadows, comes out and makes some gestures. Standing up on his hind leg, he began to move his forefoot. Move your right forefoot up and down and touch it around your mouth.

"What? Mouth? Is that behavior... eating something?

(Off!)

Apparently, it's a shame.

'If you're not eating, are you drinking something?

(On!)

'Drink...? Oh! Liquor!

The old elf liquor Diaz gave me! They said if I gave it to the Alliance Master, they'd give me a convenience!

"But I know the information I want to hear, and I'm going to go back and give it to you now..."

Well, let's keep it in dimensional storage for a while. If Dwarf is the opponent, it'll be a special trump card.

Five minutes later.

"Bye, go"

"Ooh."

"Off"

We left the guild, we came straight to the front of the union.

When I asked in my guild what I could do to get inside the bond, I was told that people could go in and out normally.

They don't need any tricks, tools, or procedures, especially to get into the juncture, and that's fine if they get through.

Behind us is a huge harbour, and beyond from the junction in front of us is the meadow. I could also understand visually that there is a completely different world spread within and outside the junction.

"Hmm..."

Fran pokes lightly at the junction.

What do you say?

"... something, heh"

'Hmm?'

"On?"

Me and Ursi, we touch each other. My thoughts made me feel absolutely nothing. I can see it in front of me, but I don't feel it touched. It was like, an illusion.

Ursi is patting and smelling her forelegs touching the junction. After all, they feel like they touch something.

Well, Ursi is basically in the shadows. While using secrets to hide their magic, I don't think they will be detected by the anti-demons if they are in the shadows.

If that still doesn't work, you're leaving a message outside of the junction.

I'm going to cover up my magic, too. The other demon swordsman adventurers say they keep the sheath and other magic blocking effects from being detected by the anti-demons.

This would mean deluding the anti-demonic sensation, as long as it can cover up magic.

He was a franc who was tuning the junction for about a few seconds, but I guess he got tired of it soon. There was no particular hesitation, and then he entered the juncture.

"Something's sassy"

"On"

There seemed to be a very slight touch. Maybe the fact that I don't feel it is not a physical feeling, but something spiritual.

Well, it's a god-strengthened junction. I don't think we can understand the Gatekeeper, and let's just leave it at that.

"Then look for the antidemons."

"Mmm."