Chapter 72.2 - The First Year at the Academy - A Pledge (2)
Chapter 72.2. The First Year at the Academy – A Pledge (2)
I turn my gaze to the city.
Whatever the nature of that thing, the council is probably still in an uproar.
One of the council members was undead, and he was the oldest, having served for more than 40 years. That was a situation that would overturn the governance of the council from the very foundation.
Above all, the materials left behind were extremely troubling.
It was clear that Esard had either taken Prost's magic stone or was connected to the culprits, proving that the duke's accusations were correct. If the material leaked out, the feud between the emperor's faction and the duke's faction would become even more intense, and Selene could become a battleground. Even if Lislia were still alive, a special council meeting would have been called.
I feel a little personal danger – but I'll probably be fine.
The chairperson announced the council members, knowing the leaked information would be leaked. The reason was that he decided that if he kept Lislia and the documents in the dark, there would be nothing he could do to pursue the matter. In hindsight, he was probably also preparing to make sure Lislia did not escape.
In any case, if everything disappeared, there would be no evidence even if I or "Battle Axe of Destruction" were to make a loud and loud appeal. If the duke's faction came on board, they would again be denied entry.
"What are you going to do about it, big guys?"
They were thinking along the same lines.
Markant bit into a piece of meat on the bone and muttered something to himself.
Danil's eyes widened slightly, but he said nothing as he sipped his glass.
"Nothing to worry about," he said. I'll take care of it quietly and be done with it. What about the area around Selene? You've been all over the place, right?"
I changed the subject.
Markant fiddles with the bones with his fingertips and thinks, "Yeah, I guess so.".
"Not much different from here. Lots of small fries, but the rewards are cheap."
"It's more the lack of security. I'm fed up with it."
Danil spilled the beans, and everyone nodded in unison.
"That's right, that's right. Orc subjugation becomes bandit extermination."
"We got into a lot of trouble in town, too."
Valerie agreed in a disgusted tone.
There are few people who will interfere with C rank, but if you don't know it, you won't get through. Valerie, in particular, must have had a hard time. That's it.
"I heard that the number of refugees is increasing every year, but is the area around Selene rough?
I wonder.
"I don't know. It was calmer in the west."
"Marquis de Filsacci is a powerful man, you know. He probably doesn't have any enemies around."
West. It's been almost four months since the Sword of the Deep Silence left.
I wonder if they arrived in Mez Riez. I hope he has made peace with his brothers.
While I was imagining the halflings beating each other up, Ozeh turned his attention to the doorway.
"It looks like we have a guest."
I focused my attention outside and saw a familiar presence.
A group coming to our house would be these guys or those guys.
Immediately, I heard a commotion.
Then, the door suddenly opened, and a new customer burst in.
"Food, feed me!"
Ted and Gemma jumped in, chanting.
Nails follows, saying, "Sorry to bother you." as he enters.
But perhaps it was an unexpected sight, Ted and the others froze on the spot.
In front of them were four adults. They were adventurers.
"Oh, the ones who were playing in the backyard?"
The large man among them, Markant, called out to them, and they stiffened even more.
"Brother, you didn't even knock again–oh, a visitor!"
"What, who's here?"
Lily appeared late, and the one who showed up with her was Elphimia.
What an unusual combination.
Ted and the others' rigidity was somehow broken, and they slurred and excused themselves.
"No, that …… smelled so good, I just ……"
"Stray dogs, are you?"
Except for me, Ted and the others shrunk at them.
The "Battle Axe of Destruction" has a lot of gluttony. Even now, the kitchen is boiling meat and reheating the soup. Most likely, they must have smelled it.
"So, excluding the elven missus, who are these guys?"
"Fighting friends, I guess. On the way back from the commission – or I did meet them when I was taking the exam."
At the word "friends," Markant reacted happily, then his expression suddenly changed.
"Wait a minute–request?"
"Oh, I didn't tell you. I'm registered with the Adventurers' Guild. I'm your junior."
"Really, since when?"
"About three months ago. I'm E-rank now."
"Right after we left, right? What's wrong with you? I would have helped you if you'd told me. And you are E rank? You've got to be kidding."
Valerie nodded many times, looking puzzled.
"Yeah, I know. Normally I'd be doing well, but with Alter-sama's abilities, he's at least a C-rank."
"I agree."
"Harassment ……?"
Ose, spare me. The reason was the exact opposite.
"Don't ask me to do too much. It's hard enough balancing schoolwork."
I'm busy with things that have nothing to do with schoolwork.
And my companions for the busy week were standing behind Ted and the others, doing nothing.
Markant noticed, looked at each other, and stood up.
"All right, boys. We'll give you a lesson."
"Yeah, we're …… for food."
"You put one in me, and I'll let you eat whatever you want for as long as you want."
Ted and Gemma's eyes immediately change color.
The two flew away, and Nails and Lily bowed and followed them.
With them in the mix – will we have enough?
As I lay out the rest of the food in my mind, Elphimia looks toward the backyard and opens her mouth apologetically.
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