CH 251.2

When the holy knight shouted this, the crowd went wild.

It was like a live performance by a popular idol. That’s what that ball has.

“F*ck! Damn it!” (Pauly)

I suddenly heard such a voice and looked toward the voice to see Pauly, the duke’s fifth son, a short distance away.

He turned on his heel and said to the man beside him, “Hey, hurry up with that thing!　We don’t have time for this!” and disappeared out of the gate.

What is he doing here? I wondered, and continued to watch the crowd as I saw Pauly off, and found that while the crowd certainly seemed enthusiastic, not everyone was enthusiastic. Many, like Pauly, look bitter.

“……I see.” (Rook)

This town has already been made to revolve around the dungeon.

I don’t see how the town can be maintained as it is when the dungeon is gone. It would affect the lives of many people.

I guess that means many people don’t want that. For those who live in this town with their houses and stores and have built a foundation, it would be unacceptable for the dungeon, which is the core of their lives, to disappear. But–

“This is quite the mess…” (Rook)

I don’t know if the Holy Knights can really clear this dungeon with that ball.

The dungeon has been in existence for decades, and if it’s so easy to clear, why now? I don’t think we should take the Holy Knights’ story at face value, but if they really can clear the dungeon, why now? But if they really clear the dungeon, the possibility of my clearing the dungeon has disappeared more and more, and if the dungeon is eliminated by them, there is no point in even staying in this town.

“Hmm…so it’s completely over?” (Rook)

My life as an adventurer in this town.

There is no way to go deeper into the dungeon. There is no information about the depths of the dungeon, and if we were to clear the dungeon, the duke would resent me. There was a possibility that I would have to leave the town because of the war. There were some forces that might be able to clear the dungeon soon.

It would be difficult to be patient and raise my level and think about how to deal with the duke later. If the dungeon disappears, there is no point.

But this also revealed a lot of things.

Why was Pauly, the Duke of Almeil, trying to clear this dungeon?

Perhaps it was because they were the first to realize that the Holy Knights were serious about it.

In other words, if the Holy Knights were to clear the dungeon and take the artifact, it would be better to clear it with their own hands and get the artifact. It makes sense in a way.

It doesn’t matter now…

“For now, I should think about leaving town.” (Rook)

I haven’t decided where I’m going to go after that, but that seems to be good enough for now.

I decided so, turned on my heel, and left the church grounds—whereupon I was approached by an unexpected person.

“Brother!” (Adol)

It was Adol.

“It’s been a while.” (Rook)

“I haven’t seen you lately, what happened? Actually, my mother wants to thank you for your help, so she’s asked me to bring you home.” (Adol)

“Oh, your mother. I see, she’s feeling better.” (Rook)

I feel somewhat relieved.

I had given Adol’s mother some treatment, but I didn’t know if it would make her completely better, because I didn’t have much experience with it myself.

“Hey, Mother is definitely telling me to bring you. Come!” (Adol)

“I didn’t ask for her thanks or anything…” (Rook)

While saying something like that, I headed for their house while being pushed by Adol.

I followed the same route as before and when I arrived at his house, Adol opened the door with a bang.

“I’m home! Mother!” (Adol)

“Hey! If you open it that hard, the door will break… Oh?” (Adol’s Mother)

“Mother, Brother is the one who cured you!” (Adol)

“Oh, dear! Come in, come in please. I’ll make you some tea.” (Adol’s Mother)

I went up to the house as recommended and took a seat.

The inside of the house seemed brighter and brighter than before.

Before, there were areas that weren’t well-maintained, but I thought that the overall impression would change if things were cleaned up and organized.

“Once again, I am Adol’s mother, Lara. Thank you very much for the treatment. should be thanking you, but on the contrary, it seems that you even gave us money… Thank you so much.” (Adol’s Mother => Lara)

“No, there was someone I know in trouble, and I just happened to be able to help…” (Rook)

My abilities just happened to come from something divine, so you could say that I was just lucky.

Well, whether it was luck that I was sent to that white place…

If I had been “born with this talent”, I might have thought it was my own ability, and I might have been proud of the ability I gained “through my own efforts”. But in that white place, I chose my ability that someone gave to me. I may think it’s hard to be proud of this ability because I know that.

“I would like to thank you if I could, but unfortunately we don’t have any money… So, if there are any of the tools my husband used to use in the past, would you be willing to accept them?” (Lara)

“No, you don’t have to go that far. …Well, your husband is…” (Rook)

“Yes. My husband was an adventurer, but he left many years ago on a commission and never came back. …I sold most of the things my husband left behind that could be used for money, but he was an adventurer who used to be the leader of a reasonably well-known party called “Glory of Aluppo” so I think there are still some usable items left.” (Lara)

“Glory of Aluppo…” (Rook)

I feel like I’ve heard it somewhere…

Ah! The party almost cleared the dungeon and was targeted by the Duke!

“Can I see those tools!?” (Rook)

“Please! Adol, please guide him to your father’s room.” (Lara)

“Yes!” (Adol)

Adol led us to a room on the far side of the house, and Adol opened the door, saying, “Here it is.”

Inside was a space of about four tatami mats, with several shelves set up along the walls, lined with things I couldn’t quite make out.

At a quick glance, there were no swords or shields. Probably, such easy-to-understand items were the first to be sold.

But if this is the room of the leader of the Glory of Aluppo, they must have been an A-rank adventurer party, and maybe there are some crazy bargains to be had!

Even if I were to find such a thing, I would not want to take it. It would be a pain in the conscience to take something of value from such a poor family.

Then what is the purpose of my entering this room? It is information.

As an A-rank adventurer, it is possible that I had a lot of information. Information about countries around the world, about magic and martial arts. And maybe even information about the dungeon here.

With this in mind, he rummages through the room.

Adol tilts his head curiously as he sees me checking the ropes and knives on the shelves and putting them back on the shelves, but I continue my search without concern.

Clothes made of textured cloth. Sturdy-looking thread. A leather cord. What looks like a piece of armor. A sword hilt. A box I don’t understand. And then – an unexpected object that would change my future.

“Grimoire of the Holy Dimension”

“Sacred Magic Grimoire”