The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start o

It's been a week since I started calling Miss Trupe Mr. Trupe.

I appropriately went to the Adventurer Guild and made some minor requests. I could do a werewolf hunt day after day, but it would be evil noticeable if it was too daily, so I was setting the day aside for a bit.

If you look at the bulletin board, there's a crowd. I feel there will always be more, but most importantly, they all look difficult. If I turned to the rest stop on the other side, it caught my eye that the adventurers were still discussing it with a serious face.... Is something wrong?

There were also Mr. Tourpe and Mr. Malone at the desk today, and Mr. Malone seemed relatively busy. Mr. Tourpe has a high rate of going to Mr. Maroon because of his usual unscrupulous response, as do the adventurers. So me and Mr. Bell were able to make our way to Mr. Trupe's desk.

"Good morning, Mr. Tourpe"

"Good morning, Jin!... it's tough, Jin."

Given the stirring around, there must have been some trouble. of adventurers.

"What happened?

When I heard it, Mr. Tourpe dropped his voice once he looked around.

"Yesterday, two adventurers were found murdered in a dungeon...!

Killed...?

Me and Mr. Bell looked at each other. It is not uncommon for an adventurer to die in a dungeon. Especially the F-rank of rushing out, and the fact that junior adventurers in the E and D ranks were eaten and killed by warcraft with a little alarm or impotence, were also common stories.

"No, it's not a monster, it's a person who did it. It's murder, murder!

Adventurers don't have many roughnecks. When you buy grudges and go away to a dungeon or something, you get attacked and killed.

"That's two cases. It's a problem because it happened in a completely different place. One is E-rank. The other one was a C-rank adventurer."

"C-Rank"

Strong adventurer there? When it comes to killing it...... equivalent or more powerful if challenged from the front. If you use accidents, traps, etc., is it possible even for low-ranking adventurers, bandits, etc.?

"A chase or something?

"I don't know for sure, but I was talking upstairs about whether it was an adventurer hunt aimed at adventurers, not picking them up."

Is it not a bandit or an item aim, because the gold eye thing was not stolen from the body? Nevertheless, the adventurer hunt...

What's the line of another adventurer who was asked to kill that adventurer? I have also dealt with certain mercenaries and adventurers before on a personal request not to pass the guild.

Nevertheless, if I were not to pass the guild, you wouldn't know if I asked Mr. Tourpe, so I decided to keep quiet.

"So I figured out why I was bothering around. Well, be careful."

If I may say so, Mr. Tourpe shook his head to the side.

"What are you talking about like other personnel? This time, it was forbidden to enter the dungeon alone. You will not receive a dungeon request in Solo until the investigation of this case is completed"

I mean...

"Mr. Jin, aren't you a solo? If you don't throw a party with the other adventurers, you're not gonna get a dungeon request, are you?

"... what?

I asked back unexpectedly. I don't know if it's an adventurer hunt, but if you think we're talking about something, you're here for a direct attack on my job! Seriously......

"Well, I don't have a problem with partying...... that, Mr. Ginn. Do you have any idea who's throwing the party?

"Come on, don't talk to me like I'm you"

"It's like me, not me."

Mr. Bell called me a boss. I thought it was a black cat. That's what I talked about, and Mr. Trupe rounds his eyes.

"Oh, now, this cat, we talked...?

"Well, there was Mr. Bell"

I grabbed the black cat and put it in front of Mr. Trupe.

"Mr. Tourpe, register Mr. Bell as an adventurer. I'll take care of it."

"Huh... Huh?

Flattering Mr. Trupe. Mr. Bell's in my hand, he's lit up.

"Eh heh, is Oyla the adventurer? hehe."

"Um, Mr. Jin. Exactly. The cat is a little..."

"Huh?

Mr. Bell roughed up his voice.... Well, you will.

I twist my neck. If it was Mr. Bell, who became a human form, it probably wouldn't be a problem.

Still, I thought it was a noisy world, like the adventurer hunt.

It should be noted that I just can't take any more requests for dungeon relations on solo, not that I can't get into a dungeon anymore.

I didn't bother putting Alliance staff at the entrance to the dungeon or letting adventurers monitor me. However, unless it is to get the material personally, it is no longer money to go in.

Of course, I went in solo and got hit by an example adventurer hunt, if that's the case, it's totally my own fault.

I can't help it, so I'm going to make a request that I don't have to go to the dungeon while doing the Graywolf crusade that's always been asked for. I hope they lift the solo restrictions soon.

"There you go, you should party with the other adventurers."

Bell makes the most serious point, but I ignore it.

Whatever you ask me to do from the other side, there's nothing I can do to speak from myself.

Because no matter what you think, if you party with other adventurers, you'll lose a lot of action over here. Mr. Bell, you're not going to fly with an adventurer other than me, are you?

If a dungeon can't go anywhere else, there are warcraft and monsters. If you take advantage of Mr. Bell's form of flight, you can fly away even in the distance.

If I set a trap for Greywolf in the woods near Wangdu, I would go to various places and open up a hunting ground.

So far, the Bosque Great Forest Zone has a lot of warcraft and is a recommended point. It's where Early used to say there's no one to go in there but adventurers and hunters, but when you do get in the back, there's something out there that you don't even see coming out there.

"Oh, no, it's Manticore."

At first glance, it's a big lion, but the tail is a giant sasori tail, naturally with a poison needle. And the lion's face is characteristic of being somewhere humane. Burning red wool. And my feet are quick to crack the figure there, my favorite being human meat...... Is there anyone here but adventurers and hunters...?

Well, in short, you only see me as an admirable prey, too. I'm not paying you back. Shadowbind!

At the foot of the manticore, the shadow twists, tangled in its four legs. A roaring warcraft, but when challenged by its foot speed, it is troublesome, so it seals the move with a leading must-win.

Conversely, this manticore should have rushed as soon as he found me. He missed his chance while threatening and staring at me.

Manticore has a fiercely poisonous tail, and if you get stabbed, this one has no life, but if you don't get close, what do you mean...

Softly, Manticore breathes. That seemed like an attack motion using dragons and other braces, and I ran away from the front of the manticore.

A moment late, a dozen things like needles were released, passing where I had stood earlier. Hey, was Manticore a monster who used needle braces?

"Lightning!"

If you hit him in the face with an electric shock all in return, Manticore screamed, and he was desperate. If you get your brain blown out, you just don't have one.

"Well, yeah. No matter how many game chicks, they're different worlds. Sometimes you have poison needle braces..."

If I whine alone, Mr. Bell leaked his yawn as he watched.

"... manticore material, get it -"

"Stop reading the bars."

I'll just start dismantling the manticore while I return it with a bar reading, too.

The hunted monster material is bought up by the Adventurer Alliance, so you can make money, well, even if you can't make a dungeon-based request. If there's anything valuable, I'll make it into a tool or weapon making material myself.

"Synthesis..."

"Hmm? What's up?

"No. Speaking of which, you haven't been synthesizing weapons lately,"

Synthetic magic that doesn't bond and fuses materials to each other and converts them into something else. Again, due to the influence of RPG I used to play with, it is an imaginary magic that I tried and erroneously turned into a thing, wondering if I could synthesize an item or something.

Lightning Swords and Airvalets previously loaned to Early can be synthetic weapons created with it.... Speaking of which, I'm staying on loan. I can't even go get it, so I gave it to her. How you doing, prince, princess?

"Do you sell synthetic weapons to guilds?

Mr. Bell's voice. I squeal.

"It's the neck with the big magic consumption. But if you have the right material, it's a hand."

Blurry, and thinking about it, out of Manticore's body during the demolition...

"Yay. Demon Stone Discovery"

Warcraft with magical abilities sometimes have demonic stones. Not all beasts have it, but the fact that this manticore has demonic stones has a high rate of having any magical moves or skills. Fast feet, or maybe that needle brace.

As I nibbled at the unexpected discovery of the Demon Stone, Mr. Bell reacted with Pickle.

"Jin, a customer is here. From the sky."

The advent of a new Warcraft. Coming... was Griffon, a flying warcraft with the front half of the eagle and wings and the back half of the lion.

"What do we do, Mr. Bell? Can I take him down, too?

"Will you give it to me? I'm glad you're too bored to die."

Mr. Bell laughed invincibly.

"Don't hesitate, then!