CH 12

“The guildmaster wants to see you. You two go ahead.”

I overheard Leviel’s words, and for some reason, I said something back to the two eyes that turned to me at once.

It is true that I came to Feazel because Jorha asked me to form a party, but in reality, I haven’t even completed the procedures for joining a party yet, and I don’t even have a pass to go deep into the depths.

So I guess I’m not wanted here.

I’m trying to appeal to them with my eyes, but Jorja and Ornest are not happy.

He was giving me a stern, ongoing look that said, “You’re going too.”

“Besides, I don’t know anything about Fiesel. I wanted to take a look around the guild, and while you guys are listening, I’ll do what I can.”

Besides, if I listened to the conversation with Jorha and the others, I would just be wasting my time since I didn’t know anything.

If it’s the case—

“I’m going to go talk to this Misha kid over there.”

So, I say to him, you guys go to the guild master.

“…… What are you talking about, Alec? You, too.”

“—Okay, okay”

The words of two people who are covered.

Ornest’s statement, which should have been, “Of course you’re coming with me,” was brilliantly interrupted by Jorja’s words.

But unlike Ornest, who glared at me sullenly, Jorha didn’t seem to be offended by my words.

“Okay, here we go, Ornest.”

And as soon as he said that, Jorha grabbed Ornest’s arm with gusto and went underneath Leviel, pulling him with a force that was unbelievable for his small stature.

“Hey, hey! Jorha, what the hell are you thinking? Why don’t you take Alec with you?”

He had no doubt that Jorha was of the same opinion as he was.

Two beautifully broken voices.

Ornest was shouting at Jorja, one half of the group, with a hint of frustration in his voice.

We’re all members of the same party. It’s not nice to be left out!

I’m not sure if you’re counting Clasia as one of your own. I’m not sure what to make of this, but I’m sure it’s a good idea.

“Yes, yes. It’s not like Alec is going anywhere, this time, you know? Come on, let’s go.”

And even though Ornest was flailing about and resisting to get me involved until the very end, his efforts were in vain as he was pulled by Jorja and taken to Leviel, who was amazed that he was still the same.

Soon, silence fell over the place again.

“I’m glad you didn’t follow them to …….”

Somewhat caringly.

It was Misha, a member of the guild, who asked me modestly.

“I’m sure the guildmaster would have understood if Ornest had forced me to come with him.”

—- And, Alec, you’re going to join Ornest and his party, aren’t you?

He would also continue to ask for confirmation.

“Well, yeah. I think that’s why Jorha came to pick me up in Gardana.”

If they welcomed me to the party, I was going to take advantage of their generosity.

Besides, I had made a promise to Jorha, although I only recognized it as a kind of joke.

One day, he said, we’ll have another party.

If Jorha, Ornest, and Klasia are receptive, we can attack together again.

That was my state of mind without any falsehood.

But that’s not the same thing as this.

“But if I follow him now, we’ll just get into trouble. The other A-ranked people will wonder who this guy is. Especially if it’s Fiesel, who has a system of pass cards. It would have been better if the only people the guild master called were people I knew, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.”

In addition to Ornest and Jorha, I saw about ten other people who looked like adventurers heading toward us.

So I knew I shouldn’t follow him.

“The adventurers here aren’t like nobles, and I don’t think that guildmaster is the kind of person who’s going to give a damn. …… But I can’t help but be wary. …… Oh, I really hate it.”

Four years ago, I would have gone along with Ornest’s words without thinking about it.

However, I had tried to stay out of sight as long as I could, and the survival skills I had acquired during my time as a court magician prevented me from doing so.

He felt that he should choose the option that would cause as little disturbance as possible.

I really shouldn’t be a court wizard. I had been aware of this for a long time, but now I felt it again.

“…… disgusting, is it?”

“It’s supposed to be my idea, but I just don’t like it.”

“…?”

“Oh, no, it’s nothing. I’m sorry for letting out such a strange complaint. Anyway, there’s something I’d like to ask you, if you don’t mind telling me.”

As Misha’s head tilted back, I came to my senses. It was not the kind of story I wanted to share with someone I had never met before, I chided myself, and decided to forcefully digress.

“If there’s anything I can do to help, please let me know.

“That would be great. Then go to —-.”

—-I would like to know the number of dungeons that exist here in Feazel, and the highest level of each. I want to know where I’m going as soon as possible.

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“……, hmm. Alec Huguette is not participating?”

It was the guild master, Leviel, who said this with a knowing look on his face.

“But I think you did the right thing. Aside from me, who was directly in his hands, not everyone has recognized him yet.”

So I’ll add a word that he shouldn’t be out of line in these situations just yet.

“I’m not sure what to make of this. In that sense, he’s a witty guy, unlike you.”

“…… Shut up.”

A spike of words directed at Ornest, who had a pouting look on his face.

But he didn’t seem to be arguing with me, as if he understood that it was the right thing to do.

“—-, the wizard of the Five Colors.”

And then.

The voice of a third party, not Jorha, Ornest, or Leviel, suddenly interrupted.

“…The party that beat the highest number of dungeons in the Royal Capital of Gardana by 68 layers. One of the wizards, who was known as “Five-Colored Goshiki”, was named Alec Huguette.”

“…You know a lot, don’t you, Christa?…”

Then Ornest calls out the name of a woman —- Christa who has interrupted the conversation.

Her face is so clear that it reminds me of a piece of pottery, and she is not very friendly.

Her voice had little inflection, and she just said things in an indifferent manner.

“Huh. I didn’t know he was called by that name.

Leviel takes advantage of it.

The floor boss of the 68th layer was a multi-headed dragon named Hydra. The way to defeat it was to hit each of its five heads with magic of the appropriate attribute at the same time, so that the damage would finally come through. It was after that battle that Alec started to be called the Five-Colored One.”

Yorha explained that he was called “Five-Colored One” because he had successfully defeated a magician by performing what can only be described as a crazy act of deploying magic of five different attributes at the same time and hitting the target at the same time.

“Oh. But how did Christa know about it?”

“I had tried the dungeons in …… King’s Landing. But I couldn’t break through the 68th layer due to compatibility issues. So I looked up the party that did.”

So I know the name Alec Huguette, Krista replies.

While we were talking about this, nearly ten adventurers had finished gathering in the room.

As soon as he had finished counting the number of people and saying, “…… Well, that’s about right,” he slapped the pile of papers on his desk with a powerful bang to get attention.

A few sheets of paper fluttered down with the impact, but Leviel didn’t seem to pay any attention to them and continued speaking.

“I’m sure you already know why I’ve gathered you all here, but I’ll tell you again. The location is the 64th layer of Tank Kill. I’m going to make up a party of Christa’s party members who are there now, and a party that will go to her rescue.”

However, one of the papers that fluttered down happened to catch Jorja’s eye.

Knowing Leviel’s personality well, she knew that the pile of papers, all of them, were pitiful documents that had been branded as an afterthought by the troublesome guild master.

So I didn’t pay attention to it.

In response to the document, which requested the dispatch of a highly qualified healer.

Crown Prince Regulus is seriously injured in a dungeon……In the event that you are not aware of the name of the crown prince of Gardana, Jorha turned away from the fallen document as if nothing had happened, and listened to Leviel’s words.