Zemt, who was organizing troublesome paperwork in the office, raised his face from the written notice of the sound of the door being knocked.

"Whoa. Where are you going?"

"Excuse me, Gilmouth. I wanted to report something."

That's what I came in for, usually Asha sitting at the guild reception.

"Yeah? What's going on? You should still be at the reception this time of day, right?

I don't grasp all staff shifts on boulders, but the receptionist is in Zemt's head because he's the face of the guild.

... Never because the woman sitting at the reception is a beautiful place.

Asha approached Zemt like that with a slightly frightened face.

In its hands are gripped the tools of the magic tests carried out by Sigel.

"I came because I had a little problem at the reception."

Zemt, determined not to be a joke in Asha's face, put the pen in his hand with a twinkle of an eyebrow.

"... what happened?

"Yes, I also did a magic test when I made my new registration at the reception earlier......... I was wondering if it would be quicker for you to look at this one"

Saying so, Asha offered Zemt a magic test device that she had been holding.

Zemt, who received the device, raised his surprise unexpectedly the moment he saw it.

"Hey! What the hell is this joke...!?

That's what Zemt said, even though he knew Asha couldn't possibly do such a joke.

Not so long ago, the results on the device were unusual.

"The maximum amount of magic and instantaneous release, above all the aptitude of spiritual magic...?

With a high amount of magic and instantaneous release, even proper training is known to allow more powerful magic to be used.

But what surprised Zemt more than that was aptitude magic.

Having checked the results on the device again, Zemt looked at Asha with great seriousness.

"I guess that doesn't mean that pulling elf came all the way here, does it?

The elves that are supposedly guardians of the woods are basically rarely seen in people.

Some of them are strangers and some come out of the woods, many of which are supposed to end their lives in the woods.

"No. He was a human from anywhere."

"Are you serious..."

Zemut put his hand on Asha's forehead in an unexpected manner.

Zemt is surprised so far for a good reason, of course.

It is basically assumed that human beings are less apt for spiritual magic.

The results of the magic tests can only show that they are aptitude.

But still, spiritual magic, apart from other attributes, is a rare thing in itself.

Moreover, the results of this examination showed that there were qualities other than spiritual magic.

Spirit magic will only mean the highest aptitude at the moment.

Such a delicacy couldn't have been so easy to find, and it was only natural for Zemt to be surprised and expect.

Zemt, who was formerly a high-ranking adventurer, immediately regained his mind and saw Asha.

"All right. Call that adventurer in right away! I'll talk to you directly."

"After this, you are supposed to come and pick up your card, so that's not an issue"

"All right, well done! And then take it in here."

It was Zemt who would think about the future and calculate it, but Asha made me stop thinking about it.

"Gilmouth, there's one big problem with doing that"

"... what? I guess he was a human, not an elf?

If taken in poorly against the elves, for example, it could develop into an inter-racial problem, but that cannot happen in this case.

Asha has dropped more bombs than that against Zemt, who sees it with a strange face.

"No, it's not about that... someone brought in that new subscriber -"

So to Asha, who once separated the words, Zemt had a bad feeling.

"- Master Philomena was with you"

".......................................... oh my god"

To Asha's words, Zemt was to be dropped once and for all from joy to despair.

The fact that Filomena lives in the Devil's Forest and comes to buy out in the town of Taro is a fact that anyone involved knows.

So appearing in the Flirt and Adventurer Guild is not a big problem in itself.

But it would be a fact that you don't want to think about what would happen if the Adventurer Guild acted like spitting on Philomena, the brave one, even if it wasn't Zemt.

That's why it's also a problem that the Alliance Master does nothing in front of such a talented owner.

Zemt was going to think with his head about how he should approach Philomena with that newcomer adventurer who was coming to receive the cards.

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Around that time the Alliance Master of Adventurers Guild is haunting his mind about how to deal with Philomena.

The person of the day (Philomena) and Sigel had their faces in the town's shopping district after lunch.

However, even when it comes to shopping districts, it is not like there are shops lined up that Siegel would normally imagine.

Either way, it feels like each individual store in the market is thoughtfully open.

If we talked about it in detail, it didn't mean who was setting up a store in any location, it meant renting each space to do business.

Of course, if you become a major store, you will always rent a good place, so it doesn't mean that your face changes every time.

Sigel, who was chilling the store while replenishing a few days worth of vegetables and more, stopped at a certain spot.

"... yeah? What's the matter with you?

Filomena, who suddenly noticed Sigel stopping her leg, was listening that way as she looked back.

"No, I didn't think it was around here because it never happened before..."

With that said, what Sigel was paying attention to was the white, round-shaped beans.

Yes, it is soy.

Sigel's eyes only look like soybeans no matter where they come from, but this is a different world.

Sigel had learned well with previous chills that he would not know if it was actually soybeans without proper confirmation.

"Auntie, this, beans?

"That's right... what does it look like besides beans?

When Sigel confirmed in horror, the elderly woman who had the store number returned that way, somewhat shuddered.

"No, it is, though. I don't think there was anything else, so I just wanted to make sure it was the same thing I knew."

"Oh. Maybe it's rare around here for sure. If we go to a little bigger town, we'll have more stores to deal with. Besides, it's out of time."

It's summer this season, and it's certainly off the soybean harvest period.

Because that doesn't seem like a bad state of preservation.

Sigel, who was looking at soybeans, had that sentiment.

Already in Sigel, the beans in front of you are confirmed with soybeans.

If you have soybeans, there are many things I would like to try to make.

I asked Sigel, who was worried about that, when Philomena looked intrigued.

"What? Can this be used for something?

"Yeah. Well, if it's the same thing I know, I can use it for cooking - eh, hey!?

The moment Sigel explained so, Filomena suddenly lifted the bag of soybeans she had kept at the store and offered it to her aunt in the store number.

"Do you want me to get this"

"Yes. Every time."

While Sigel was being distracted, Philomena just did the accounting and just put the soybeans she had in her previous item box.

Philomena can use the magic of the item box, so all the vegetables she has bought so far are covered.

Sigel decided to check with Philomena, who was somewhat satisfied.

"Mr. Philomena."

"What?

"I confirm, but you know how to cook those beans...?

"There's no way I'm gonna know, is there?

"That's right," Sigel replied to Filomena, who had confidently said so for some reason.

I know who's going to cook to avoid wasting the soybeans I bought in the corner.

"Uh, for once, I'm telling you, I don't know if I can really use it, do I?

"What. You cared about that? Even if it's wasted, it's not a lot of money. Never mind."

What a magnificent response to that, Sigel whined in his heart, "This is why the rich are".

Philomena, a brave man, possessed such large sums of money that he could not spend his whole life.

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