18 Seventeen stories, palm back.

The day ends today.

The night falls and the Adventurers Alliance overflows with adventurers returning from the dungeon.

Because it has been around for a long time, there are many people who stink.

In the meantime, instead of smelling, we head to the reception line with no dirt attached.

When I realized what we looked like, once I was repeatedly questioned about buying and selling demonic stones, a dwarf breed receptionist popped out of the counter who had complained small enough about the habit of "human beings".

She welcomed me as if my previous attitude had been a lie.

"Dear Dark, I am delighted to have you back safely today! Aren't you tired? Shall we get dinner ready? Or would you prefer alcohol?

"No, they're both fine. Can I ask you to settle this first?

"Ha! Of course you are! Thanks again for the tons of Demon Stones today!

Responding to the receptionist, she quickly moves to the available counter.

Gold, who is responsible for a bag of massive demonic stones, drops off its back,

"... in a way, that's a pleasantly brilliant palm return. Until recently, there was a May fly called" Human Beings. "

"As far as I'm concerned, I can't allow Dark to use his eyes......"

Gold leaks a squeaky voice and Nemmu swells his cheeks.

I leaked a smile under my mask and headed to the counter.

I put the bag I was making Gold hold onto the counter.

The receptionist gives a mellow look as if he had preceded the gold and silver treasure.

"Ha ha, there are so many demonic stones of five-tier Yeti today... ugh! That's one line for you, Master Dark! It's too great!

Why has the receptionist's attitude changed so much?

The five tiers are snowfields, and the demonic stones of the monsters living there have ice attributes.

It is also used to cool objects and to attribute weapons to protective equipment. But supply is overwhelmingly low for demand.

The hierarchy of dungeons in this city - one with meadows, two with wilderness, three with swamps, four with jungles and five with snowfields.

The four-tier jungle is a level where depressed forests spread and even beast races with excellent sense of direction get lost.

Therefore, there are extremely few adventurers who can reach the five tiers of snowfields.

But because we have "SR, flight," regardless of the jungle that drives the sense of direction crazy, we could fly up the sky to the stairs and reach five levels of snowfields.

As a result, he came back on a day trip with tons of ice demon stones.

The receptionist apologizes in the dungeon for the overwhelming lack of supply of ice demon stones in front.

I almost complained in tears.

'I was very rude the other day! I will insist on guilders, including myself, not to be rude in the future! Please, do not change the location of activities, etc.! Please! I can't believe you said terrible things to an adventurer who brings in a ton of ice demon stones in just one day. Instead of me, the neck of every guild in this city is at stake! The Adventurer Rank also runs out (F) on a special basis, making it special for two classes per serving (D)!

Restaurants are not the only ones in need of ice demon stones.

Because it is necessary when granting ice attributes, there is demand in relation to weapons and protective equipment, and it is also useful for research purposes.

There is therefore an overwhelming lack of supply to demand.

Yet the adventurer who brings in a large quantity in one day is judged to be a 'human (inferior species)' and ridiculous, and if he goes to another dungeon...

I guess their necks could have flew physically.

Thanks to this, the Adventurer Rank has risen, and when he shows his face, he's literally taken a response that doesn't even put him down there.

"Thank you! Thanks! Thanks again next time!

At the end of the settlement, he is dropped off with the receptionist's hot gaze and leaves the counter.

Some adventurers say hello aloud as if they were waiting for us like that.

"Good luck to you, son, brother!

'Good luck!

"What, lords, have you had a drink at the tavern today?"

The Bear Beast Man and his men, who have been involved with us before, rise from their seats and greet us in a tavern co-located in the Adventurer's Guild.

Disabled after getting involved with us. Then Gold said, 'My life will teach you chivalry spirit straight away', so I left it to you.

The Beastmen were apparently very courteous because Gold slapped them into the 'chivalry spirit'.

Especially when you see us, it will be a liquor store, but on the streets all over the city, you will come to bow your head deep and admire me, Nem, and Gold as your brother.

Is this what Gold calls the Chivalry Spirit?

(I think it's something different from what I heard about the Knights when I was a kid or the "Chivalry Spirit" I heard during the "Race Gathering" era...)

I want to lean my neck unexpectedly, but they seem satisfied, so it would be wild to say so.

Gold speaks out in front of the Bears Beasts for fun.

"Lord, it's a corner, so my senior wants to grab a drink with these guys, so can we break up here tonight?

"Are you serious, brother! Then Boy, let's have a drink together!

The Bear Beast Man, who has looked down at me for the first time, invites me to bow my hectic head.

His men raised their voices first at his invitation.

"Hey, Mr. Nemmu! Make sure you drink it next to the food!

"There's no way a smelly guy like Omae can drink next door! So definitely next to Ora!

"No, Mr. Tsubaki is next to me."

At the invitation of his men, Nemmu pushes up the muffler to his nose in disgust and refuses.

"Don't talk to me."

He was severed and his men dropped their shoulders.

The Bear Beast Man has then suggested again to change the atmosphere.

"How about once in a while, boy? Me, too. When I was your age, I already had a hard drink, so no problem."

Drinking at once is set to start at the age of fifteen, but few are disciplined.

However, it is recognized that drinking alcohol is not good for health since childhood, so parents are careful not to let children who are too young drink it.

Nemm cracks into this suggestion.

"Don't teach Master Dark to play badly! It's too early for Master Dark."

"No, no, Mr. Tsubaki, it's not too soon. Besides, you'd be perfectly healthy enough to drink. Bad play is when you turn your head in a scratch and you say you're going to do it with a woman. I feel good enough to burst my brain miso, but if I do too much, my head is stupid - blah!

"Does anyone say nasty things in front of Master Dark!

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The Bear Beast Man is beaten by Nemmu and forced to stop the dialogue.

He repeatedly thanked him with a fundamentally happy look as he bled his nose.

Look at such a bear beast man.

"Oyabun cunning sss! Ora, too, please!

"Come on, mister!

"No. Beat me up more than these guys!

And the other beasts gather up with the straw and say, "Hit me."

I laugh under my mask at the sight. [M]

"The Omaes really suck..."

I laughed, but Nemum scorned the men who gathered to 'hit me' with a disgusting look in front of her.