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"Ooh, gin. Did you finally show your face?"

Adventurer Guild, me and Early entering the ground floor, and Mr. Bell. It was Mr. Martello, Dwarf's famous blacksmith, who stopped him there.

"Hello, long time no see"

"I've been waiting for you to come. When I visited the inn, I got rid of it, so I was worried I'd gone somewhere."

Oh, with the girls, Mr. Martello. I'd like to introduce Early and Aria to someone I know.

"Lady?" responded Early at the time with a grin to go elsewhere immediately, although she ate for a moment. That's just something I've been playing Prince.

"Also, is it Mithril?

"Um, I've got a lot of appointments in the near future, even if I restrict new ones. The Alliance says Mithril is coming in soon..."

"Restrict New"

"Whoa, if you want me to make it, bring the ingredients misrills," I say.

I see. I snort.

"So, is this a hurry?

"Um, I got in a hurry. You've been here for the last three days."

Magic Knights School transfer, I couldn't have come this way. More than that......

"For that matter, the Mithril mine exploration of the Great Cavity Dungeon is still untouched."

There are adventurers besides me. Seeking Mithril silver, the others should be moving... you should see that Mr. Martello waited all the way for me that the pioneering hasn't progressed.

"That's why I want to go to Mithrill Digging properly from now on. Of course, for the sudden, thank you will play."

I wouldn't say no if I didn't have any business before, but now I have Early. The current situation in which food and clothing are somewhat covered, it may not be necessary to take Mr Martello's request.... but I also want to make more money when I can make money than I know how long that coverage will last.

After returning Early to the dorm, he moved to the great cavity on the portal. Let the Golems dig, as usual, and then escort Mr. Martello, and we'll have no problems. Okay, well...

"Jin, if you rumor"

And there was a cool woman's voice. Seeing as it was there came all Elf bowman Vista and Adventurer Guild deputy guild chief Lassia.

It is a two-shot of an elf and a dark elf beauty. Quite a rare pair will provide eye care, but Mr. Martello, a dwarf, flashed his face. The poor racial friendship between elves and dwarves is famous.

"What a good time to show up. Talk fast."

Vista said, Mr. Lassia nodded too.

"Right....... Jin Tokitomo, may I speak to you for a moment?

"What is it, from a stick to a stick?"

Not me, Mr Martello said in surprise. Early looks strange and sees the interaction. Mr Lassia said without a problem.

"A relatively urgent request came in. Please help Jin."

To me? Unexpectedly face to face with Mr. Bell. Mr. Lassia nodded.

"Stand up and talk about what, so more info in the bickering room"

Heard of a high-urgency request, I couldn't refuse without asking anything.... Whatever, rebellion was important in this country. It doesn't have to be adventurer entanglement, or there can be a dungeon or some kind of nasty Warcraft crusade.

"So, why are you all together..."

Deputy Guild Director Lassia across the street from me at the table in the talking room was puzzled. Blessed by the rare sight of a brown-skinned calm beauty's troubled face... I couldn't afford it.

Next to me is Mr. Martello sitting in a woman's dress, Early - originally a girl, so it would be a strange rhetoric.

"I promised Jin a job. I don't admire sideways, but I'd like to know how urgent it is. I'm also very urgent."

Mr. Lassia's gaze turns from Dwarf's blacksmith to Early. I opened my mouth.

"Now that I'm being escorted by Lady Aria, I can't leave her alone. If that's unacceptable, there was no such thing as this story."

Prince, I have more responsibility than I'm taking you out. Naturally, this one has a high priority. Lassia looked at Vista standing by the entrance like a bystander and the blonde elf nodded cocklessly. Apparently, you gave me permission to talk.

"This is a request for rescue from the village of Ducis, east of Wang Du. The village is in a critical situation due to a wolf-type warcraft, so we want it crusaded immediately."

Wolf? I frowned and Mr. Martello turned out to be like a clapped out.

"Wolf-shaped warcraft?

"Anything, this warcraft seems to attack people, and they say multiple villagers have already been murdered. The adventurers who were asked to crusade went, but they were apparently paying back, too."

"... is that really a wolf?

Mr Martello said so.

"In the first place, wolves are creatures who avoid people. They often attack livestock, but they're not very aggressive towards people."

Yes, that's what wolves are for. Some are occasionally belligerent, but basic livestock tends to attack but avoid against humans. So Graywolf is also set at higher rewards when crusading for strength. Because few wolves fight humans.

Well, of course there are exceptions, and sometimes they aggressively strike me as a wolf who prefers to have a large number or human flesh.

"They look like wolves, but it's a report that it's one way bigger than that. The beast doesn't attack cattle, it targets humans."

You're like a Jevodine beast. Once upon a time, a wolf-like disguise ravaged the Jevodine region of France. The one who attacked all humans and didn't know exactly who they were in modern times.

"To attack humans, the villagers are no longer able to leave the village, and their lives are in distress. According to the report of the bibliographic bird, he even roams in the village, and he can't even get out of the house? … there is also a risk of starving to death if we do not resolve this as soon as possible"

Maybe he's already out. I don't know how long it's been in that state. Whatever the storage in the house, at medieval level, you'll guess what's in the house. It's the kind of world where even water goes to the wells and rivers outside almost every day in the first place.

"Jin......"

Early is turning a blind eye to say something. He said he should go and help. I shook my head gently and stared at Mr. Lassia from the front.

"So, what made you tell me this story?