"Well, Ilze came to Gilmoo looking for a job. --but it's absurd to come all the way to Gilm in rank F."
"I really needed to come to Gilmoo."
"No way? Huh? Didn't you come here for the extension?"
"No, that's what I'm aiming for,"

　As he spoke back to Melan in front of the counter, Ilze thought the man in front of him was a little in the way.
　"I decided to stay at the inn, and I wanted to go to collect information as soon as possible."
　While it is difficult to gather information in bars, there are some other places where people gather.
　Going to the guild will be a must, especially as Ilze's enemy is an adventurer.
　If things go well... if things really go well, maybe it's not that there's no possibility that an unknown enemy will come to the guild.
　Even without that, I find Melan's smile in front of Ilze to be bad at talking to her.
　Melan is obviously of the nature of the sun, the surface, the light... and so on.
　In comparison, Ilze, who is looking for and trying to kill his parents and brother, is clearly the opposite of Melan.
　For Ilze, talking to Melan is very exhausting.
　I don't, however, pretend to show it.
　Melan remains one of the adventurers who came to this guillem before him.
　That's because there was a good chance that I had some information I didn't know.
　Since I couldn't go to the guild and other places to gather information, I at least wanted to get some information from Melan... that's what I was thinking.
　But that's where the salvation reaches.

"Mellan, leave it there. That young girl named Ilze just came to Gilmoo today. I've been looking around for the inn a lot until I come to my house. Let me rest."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Well, it's obvious how hard it is to find an inn in this guillem."

　I've been walking around quite a few hotels before I found this one. It was easy to imagine how hard Ilze was.
　However, when Melan came, the number of people who came to Gilm in search of work was smaller than now.
　Even at that time, it took a long time to find this inn, so Melan understood that it was difficult to find an inn in this guillem where there were more people than then.

"No, don't worry. I've heard a lot of useful stories about Gilm."

　You're a good boy, aren't you?
　The shopkeeper gives the key to Ilze, who stands up and says so.

"Here's the key to your room. The room is in the back of the second floor, with tusks."
"... the tusks?"

　Normally, they are distinguished by numbers.
　Ilze had such a question, but if he was told that he could find it upstairs, he wouldn't say anything more.

"Oh, then I'll show you around." this way."

　Whether he cared or wanted to talk to Ilze a little more... Mellan takes him upstairs.
　Ilze was a bit annoyed with such a melan, but she just followed him thinking that she didn't have to find a room.
　However, it is not so difficult to find a room with tusks on it.
　Coming not far down the stairs, Ilze hesitates what to do with Melan.
　Ilze can fully understand that he doesn't look down on himself, but that he does this purely out of kindness.
　But... still, Ilze doesn't like Melan's personality... it's a definite fact that he's not good at it.
　Melan then opens her mouth, as if she had read Ilze's idea.

"Well, I'm going to leave now," I'm going to do some training now."
"Training?"

　From Ilze's perspective, Melan seems to have considerable strength.
　At the very least, I think Ilze's skill will be unmatched.

"Oh, ... there's a guy who needs to win. to save Mr. Vihela from his evil hands."

　If you mutter with a strong will, Ilze can't make fun of it.
　I didn't try to express my feelings in the first place, and in the case of Melan, I don't think it's funny that Ilze thinks so just in case.

"Is there someone you want to beat?"
"Oh, Mr. Vihela... he's deceiving my favorite partner.
"Do you deceive me?"

　Ilze looked a little strange, but I don't want to get involved with Melan that much, so I won't say anything more.

"Well, I'd like to take a rest with my things sorted out, so I'll take a break now."
"All right. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me. If I can do anything, I'll help you."
"...thank you,"

　Tell them all, Ilze enters the room.

(If you really help me, I know Gillum, and she's stronger than I am, so I can count on her..."It must be polite.)

　With a small sigh, Ilze looks around the room.
　The room is quite small, as it is close to the back street.
　There were beds, desks and simple shelves, which alone occupied most of the room.
　If Ray looked at this room, he would see it as a four-mat room.
　At least it's much smaller than Ray's at the Wheat House at dusk, and the room's facilities are old-fashioned.

"Are you lucky that you didn't rot?"

　Whispering on a wooden shelf, he quickly unfolds his luggage.
　"It was a low price for the inn, so I thought it would be enough if it was said that it was appropriate for the price."
　In the first place, if you were not good at it, you would have to sleep in a big room with a lot of men or sleep in the open air.
　If you think about it, you can't complain that you can sleep in a decent private room even if the equipment is a little old.
　Anyway...Ilze easily takes things away.
　Regardless of its low rank, Ilze has moved from village to town and city in search of revenge.
　I was so used to traveling that I didn't deserve the low ranking.
　That's why I had very little luggage with me when I came to Gilm, and the room was sorted out quickly.
　As usual, he left the room with only a dagger.

"Oh, are you going to leave now?"
"Yes. I need to find a job as soon as possible."

　return words with a smile to the owner of the inn
　Ilze's original purpose is to find revenge, or information related to it, but it is not a lie that he is looking for a job.
　Ilze, a low-ranking adventurer, has a lot of difficulties in earning a living.
　...I've thought of ways to make money as a prostitute with a face of some kind.
　However, when I thought of my kind parents and brother, I couldn't do such a thing lightly.
　Maybe... if I really couldn't do anything about it, I might have thought so, but fortunately it hasn't happened so far.

"Well, if you don't choose a job, you'll have a lot of work to do in today's guillem. If you have confidence in your skills, it would be a good idea to guard the walls under construction."
"No, I'm afraid I don't have much confidence in my arms..."

　In fact, Ilze is only as good as a Rank F adventurer.
　He wasn't very fit for battle.Even under such circumstances, Ilze had not given up on revenge.

"Well, then... at the construction site, if you're an adventurer, you'll have to do a lot of other small work, so you might want to help them."
"All right. I'll go to the guild and listen carefully."
"You may do so. If you say you can do a job that you can't do, and then you can't do anything, it's all bad."

　After a brief conversation, Ilze bowed to the owner of the inn and left the inn.

"...there's no reason,"

　The owner of the inn muttered, looking at the door from which Ilze left.
　a seemingly unfit appearance for an adventurer
　Of course, there are many adventurers who, by appearance, have power that they cannot understand.
　But... I had the impression that, as far as Ilze was concerned, his skill as an adventurer might not be very promising.
　Still, he came to Gilmoo, so there must be some reason.
　In other words, there was no doubt that there was some reason.
　The owner, however, has no intention of doing anything with it.
　The owner is just staying with Ilze.
　I had no intention of forcing myself into it.

"(Well, if it bothers my inn, it's a different story.)"

　You look at the door and think so, but soon shake your head and you'll get back to your job.





"There are a lot of people,"

　Irze heads to the guild, fed up with far more people than he expected.
　I had asked Melan about the place, so I knew most of it, and since it was on the main street in the first place, I can't get lost.
　Ilze was walking thinking about it...

"What!"

　While walking, he suddenly cries out at the sight.
　What many people saw through the gap was the presence of an eagle with the upper body and the lower body of a lion's lower body.
　Ilze naturally knew what it was.
　Rank A Monster, Gryphon.
　But the inhabitants of Gilm don't seem particularly surprised, despite the fact that there are monsters worthy of such a kind of legend.
　On the contrary, some are caressing and feeding their glyphons.

(What's going on?)

　I thought only a few people had accepted the Gryphon, and many people walking down the main street looked at it as if they were looking at something smiling.

(Dream or hallucination?)

　Are you unconscious from the heat of midsummer and dreaming... or are you hallucinating from the heat?
　That's what I thought for a moment, but I'll deny it at once.
　I scratched my arm lightly, but it hurt normally.
　That means that the Gryphon at the sight of the eye is in reality... and then I recall that there is a notorious adventurer in this guillem who is subservient to the Gryphon.
　I didn't listen so carefully because it wasn't about revenge.
　However, he said he had heard similar stories in various places.

(I wonder if it was a red lotus? No, it's not.) crimson? Yes, I think it was such a nickname.)

　As I recall from memory, I recall rumors about adventurers who follow the Gryphon.
　He says that he kills his enemy mercilessly, no matter whether he is a noble or not.
　He had a very high fighting power, and ended the war with the Westian Empire alone.
　She is very fond of women and has a beautiful woman to attend to.

(Huh?)

　That's how far Ilze remembers.
　I wonder if it will be a great help for me to avenge myself.
　Ilze has only low combat power as an adventurer.
　That being the case, I didn't think much of it when I took the enemy...
　Of course, it would be best if you could take the revenge of killing your parents and brother by yourself.
　Ilze, who understands his ability, knows that it is impossible.
　If you're going to take revenge on yourself, you'll have to use poison or something.
　Or... that's what I'm afraid of, but I'm going to lure you into bed and get a chance to hold yourself.
　But as long as you're concerned about your fighting power, you're very likely to fail.
　If that's the case, why don't you drag in those who have more fighting power than you do?

(Fortunately, he likes women, and I can bear it as long as he is held in his arms.)

　It is disgusting to be held in revenge, but it is understandable to be held in revenge.
　Ilze felt like he was contradicting many things, but he was still convinced of his ideas.

(and if you have a Gryphon, you can move quickly to other places)

　Ilze thinks Gryphon is the best means of transportation, as long as he doesn't know if his enemy is in Gilm.
　But Ilze doesn't know that Seto basically can't carry anyone but Ray.
　If you use a set to move, that's all you have to do.
　After thinking about it like that, Ilze arrived at the guild and tried to look at the request form on the request board...

"What?"

　put a stop to the movement
　Because I saw a familiar tattoo on the man's arm at the guild counter.
　The same tattoos that killed my kind parents and brother.