Beginning
The Shelma Kingdom is a rich country.
Fertile land
Stable population
If you work, you won't have to worry about food.
However, rather
After all, I mean
"Hey, you! Stop, you bastard!"
"This is our territory!"
"You're gonna have to pay the toll!"
Some robbers will take advantage of you.
"Hey, adventurer!"
The owner of the covered wagon calls out to us.
"Leave it to me, Aritote!"
"Yeah!"
My partner points her cane at the thugs from the back of the wagon.
"Sorry, horse-san!"
My partner focuses her attention on the tip of the staff, the magic stone.
"[The power that resides within me, cast graval on the avenger. [Magic Graval]!]"
After chanting, what is released is a small lump of mana.
A tremendous number of them, like grains of sand, fly toward the enemy.
"Uoohh!"
The man's horse in the lead is hit and falls down.
And the guys behind him are stopped in their tracks.
"Keep going, old man!"
"Y-yeah!"
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That happened three days ago.
In this way, my partner Aritote and I succeeded in protecting the merchant.
"Fifty copper coins! Hmmm, now we won't have to worry about meat for a while."
"It's mostly thanks to my magic, isn't forty coppers my share?"
"What are you talking about? I only got half from last month's Gray Wolf, despite my best efforts."
"Muu..."
If I'm not careful, she'll try to increase her share.
"Well, let's continue to do our best. Until that day comes."
"Will that day ever come?"
"It's coming. I'm not giving up."
"Please don’t do anything unreasonable… just don’t do it."
"I know."
Aritote seems to leak it out a little, but no one around her seems to be listening.
Everyone was looking at the counter.
"Adventurer registration?"
This place is a restaurant
At the same time, it is also a place where adventurers are offered jobs.
"Hey, how old are you?"
The man in front of me looks quite young.
"I'll be 17 this year."
"Hey, hey, you look younger, though?"
The owner at the counter is surprised.
"Do you have any idea how dangerous it is to be an adventurer?"
"No problem. I already have experience in subjugating monsters."
"Heh..."
The man opened his rough cloak and revealed the sword at his waist.
There is no awkwardness in the way he carries the sword.
I don't know about his ability, but he seems to be used to it.
"Hey, hey boy!"
A drunk man tries to get into a fight with the man.
"This job isn't that classy..."
He tries to grab him roughly by the shoulders from behind.
At that moment
"Eh?"
The tip of the sword was pointed at the drunk man's face.
Just a little bit and it would have been lodged in his nose.
"You must understand. I've slaughtered both monsters and people to my heart's content, so don't worry."
No one could react.
I could definitely see the movement
Avoiding the drunken man's hand that tried to grab his shoulder
Turned his body around
Put his hand on the handle
Slowly drew his sword and pointed it at the drunk man.
I could see it.
Everyone here
Even the waiter, who had never been in a fight before, told me later that he could see it.
But no one could move until the man finished his movements.
"…Alright, I'll register you."
"Thank you"
The man bows politely to the owner.
"But you're completely on your own as far as requests go."
"Yes. No problem"
And so the man became a regular adventurer at this restaurant.
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