93 Episode 93: An encounter that is not particularly new.txt




 I should write a letter to my parents in my hometown after a long time - a whim came to me unexpectedly.

 I'm not sure what triggered it.
 Mostly because I had a conversation with Sakura asking her if she was going to return home.

 I was born and raised in a small village near a forest area called the White Wolf Forest.

 When people ask me what kind of village it was, I honestly have a hard time answering that question.
 It was a really conventional village with no characteristics.

 But that doesn't mean I don't like my hometown.

 The only reason why I didn't return for the fifteen years after I left the village, or why I didn't contact them, was because I had no face to match my failure to make it big as an adventurer.

 My mother was born into a prominent local family, and my father, who was groomed into the position of village chief.

 I'm sure they wanted me to take over the position of village chief.

 But I missed being an adventurer, and at the age of fifteen I ran away from my home town, overcoming the opposition.

 When I think about it now, I'm a very unfilial person.

 I'm not sure if my desire to be an adventurer got in the way of my parents' desire to become an adventurer, or if they didn't get any skills from the gods they believed in, and after all, they didn't send me a single letter for fifteen years.

I said ......, but it's still hard to find .......

 I've been racking my brain for a blank piece of paper, but I can't even come up with a clear idea of what to write.

 For the time being, should I stick to the latest news report?

"What's going on ...... hmmm ......

 The reason why my life changed was probably because I was cut off by the brave party, after all, and left behind in the 'Millennium Corridor of the Abyss', an A-ranked dungeon.

 While he was trying to escape in a desperate attempt to escape, his 【Restoration】 skill evolved to an unprecedented level and he was able to return to earth safely.

 And although he opened a weapon shop in Green Hollow Town, what awaited him was a charge of betraying a brave man and a charge of mithril trafficking, and other unimportant circumstances.

 When I managed to prove my innocence, a dragon appeared from further underground than the Thousand Year Corridor of the Abyss, and I found out that there is a direct route to the vicinity of the Demon King's Castle near Green Hollow, all hell broke loose.

 I put the confusion to rest by declaring that I would call an A-ranked adventurer I knew, but the situation had developed to the point where the royal palace was moving, and the construction of a fortress to wage war against the Demon King's army had begun.

 I also ended up cooperating in the construction of the fortress, but I ended up fighting a brave man who had been transformed into a dragon man by the demon king.

It's not like I can write this kind of thing in a letter to my parents to ...... that I'm going to cooperate with the knights in earnest from there. What kind of a report is that?

 The topics after this also continue to be out of the question.

 I doubt if I can even tell outsiders about the fact that I got involved in a battle for a position under construction and confronted a leader of the demon king's army, or that I engaged a member of a brave party that was turned by the demon tribe.

 After all, it's no good reporting on what's going on.
 No matter how you look at it, the letter you send after fifteen years will be just a weird letter.

"Do you want to hide all the nasty things and just write that you're running a normal weapons shop ......? Talking about the guys who are in your care and stuff like that: ......

 I was about to write out with that content and suddenly stopped.

 For some reason, the faces that came to mind were all of the young opposite s*x.

 It's not that I'm only involved with the opposite s*x in Green Hollow or anything like that.

 Ninety percent of the people I come into contact with in business involving the Order are of the same s*x, and the majority of the high-ranking adventurers I call upon are men.

 However, when it comes to close partners who can be mentioned on unobtrusive topics, it's just a coincidence that there is a gender bias.

'...... It's going to be weirdly misunderstood. I mean, what are you doing out of the village like that?

 I was completely out of ideas.

 I gave up on writing the letter right now and folded the paper up and shoved it into a drawer.

 There was no need to hurry. Just try to think of the content before you write it.

 As I left my room and returned to the living room, Garnett, who had finished cleaning up after lunch, spoke to me.

''Today's the day the guy being sent by the Adventurer's Guild is coming, right? It's about time we went to the guild house.
'Right. If we haven't arrived yet, we can wait in the tavern.

 I decide to leave the closed shop and head to the Guild House in Green Hollow Town.

 The labor shortage at the White Wolf Shop has been eased considerably with the addition of Noir and Erica, but I still feel like I'm already a little short.

 Once the personnel the Adventurer's Guild promised to send arrived, the day-to-day business would be a lot easier.

''So, what kind of person is this personnel the guild is sending to us?''
I don't know yet, actually.
What? It's been a long time since then. What do you mean you didn't get it?

 Garnett shouted dubiously as he walked next to me.

 Sure, it would normally be an exasperated response, but this time I had a reason to believe that I had no choice in the matter.

'The first candidate was unofficially offered the job early on, but at the last minute he got sick and cancelled it. It took us a long time to select the second candidate, and the one who was about to be selected withdrew midway through the process. They found a third candidate and left in a hurry. ......
"You're in a bind, Guild of Adventurers.

 Garnett cowers his shoulders in dismay.

I can't help it. The adventurer's first priority is usually his or her own adventure. The only candidates that are sent to us are those who have retired or taken a leave of absence, and most of them want to go back home, so there are not many candidates.

 To be honest, the guys who agree to be sent to our shop are in the minority.

 The only possibility is someone who can no longer continue as an adventurer due to physical reasons, but still wants to be involved in the forefront of the adventuring industry.

 For such a guy, the White Wolf Store, the closest store to the Demon King's Castle Realm, should be very attractive to him.

 In fact, the first candidate was the same.

 He was an acquaintance of mine. He was battling a chronic illness and continued to be an adventurer, but finally the doctor recommended his retirement.

 So he was hoping to find a job that would allow him to contribute to the exploration of the 'Demon King's Castle Realm', but his condition deteriorated so rapidly that he decided to give up the job.

''(Talking to Garnett about this kind of topic will only make her feel better about it.

 Eventually, we arrived at our destination, the tavern and guild house.

 When Marida, the sign girl, noticed our arrival, she indicated a table in one corner with her usual sensational sales smile.

'Welcome, Luke. Our guests are waiting over there.

 There was a young woman sitting at the table.

 It's a good thing that you can't get away with a face that the men would not leave you alone if you were properly dressed, but you have to say that this is the adventurer that you are, with a look that has nothing to do with s*xiness or poshness, and a look that has all been ruined in a big way.

 And then there is the box-like metal work that resembles a coffin propped up against the wall, which seems to be the main reason why the men in the bar are not courting him.

 I held my face in my hands and squeezed out a voice.

'It's you, of all people, Alexia .......
'Ah! Mr. Luke, over here, over here!

 Alexia, the female adventurer, waved at me loudly and unobtrusively.

 With the attention of the tavern patrons, I pondered how to get this guy to leave.