"...what? Monsters without magical stones?"

　I'm going to the lake this morning, so I slept a little early yesterday, so I woke up a little early, and I heard that an adventurer had come from the tower of birth before breakfast.
　As an adventurer who was going to eat breakfast at a good restaurant, this was probably the best form given Dusker's skill.
　Although he did not seem to have noticed it at all.
　He must have been completely conscious of eating at his chosen restaurant or stall.
　Having said that, a bite or two of the food served for breakfast makes me overwhelmed by its deliciousness.
　As a skilled adventurer, he is not hard up for money and is often entertained, but nevertheless, there are very few dishes as delicious as this one.
　The adventurer nods to Dusker's words, holding back his appetite for cooking.

"Yes. I don't think we can say for sure yet."
"Why?"
"Well, when you beat the Amenbo monster, Seto smashed the head of the other person moving on the water. If the Amenbo is a monster with a magical stone on its head, the magical stone may have been smashed with that blow or just sunk into the water."
"...but the magic stone is usually in the heart, isn't it?"
"Well, but it's still easier to understand if you think it's on your head than there is no magic stone."

　That's what the adventurer reports on what kind of monster Amenbo was.
　In the midst of this, it was naturally acid attacks that attracted Dusker's attention.
　A very aggressive acid-emitting amenbo is a pretty tough opponent, though its defense itself is fragile.
　Above all, gliding over the water is the most difficult thing.
　If this is on land, you can pretend to run close, but if you're on the water, you can't do that either.

"I need to get my bow ready."

　muttered Dusker somewhat abominably.
　When dealing with a person who is free to move on the water, the bow is still the easiest way to attack.
　Very few have the means to fly, and there are wizards, but not many.
　Then, the easiest way to attack the enemy on the water is to use a bow.
　Above all else, it is the number.
　In extreme terms, it is not difficult to knock down an amenbo as long as there is no place to avoid it, no matter how many tens or hundreds of people can shoot arrows together.
　That being the case, however, would sink the body into the water, making it very difficult to recover it.
　In particular, since amenbo is an unknown monster, we don't know which parts can be used for what materials.

(Will you ask the guild to look into it? ...but if the lake came from a different world, is it unlikely that there is any information about it? As long as there is an example of a lizard man, I can't say for sure.)

　I couldn't fully enjoy the taste of the delicious breakfast due to the problem that arose early in the morning.

"So what should I do? I heard that I'm going to the lake in the morning today."
"I'll never change my schedule. I want to see the lake with my own eyes. I can do paperwork in a carriage."

　an adventurer with a wow expression
　Adventurers are basically good at physical activity, but they have nothing to do with paperwork.
　This man, being such an adventurer, ought not to have done so when he was told that he would do paper work in a carriage.

(or, apart from reading the papers in the swing of the carriage, can you sign them? ... I suppose you can say this.)

　The adventurer still reaches for warm bread, at least not wanting to imitate himself.

"Anyway, I'm grateful that Ray has secured a corpse for one, but if possible, I'd like a corpse with a head. I'd like to make sure there's no magic stone."
"Well, that's kind of hard. There was only one amenbo that actually came out in the morning. The lake is so big that you might find it if you looked more closely."

　Even so, they predict that they will probably not find an adventurer.
　I'm sure not only myself, but others, have done so in the morning, when it comes to looking around the lake.
　Nevertheless, I couldn't find any other amenbo.
　Given the circumstances around it, it is still very difficult to obtain any other dead amenbo immediately.

(Oh, but Seto can fly, and if he searches above the lake... unless he is usually underwater.)

　It has the ability to glide over water, but if it does so, it could be considered a great prey by flying monsters.
　If so, it's safe to be underwater.
　...however, it's only a man's prediction, and we don't know what kind of ecology he actually has.

"Look for it? I've heard that Marina has decided that there is no problem for the time being..."
"Oh, the guildmaster?"

　I'm exactly a former guildmaster, but as a man who has been an adventurer in Guillum for a long time, I can't help but think of Marina as a guildmaster.
　However, it has already been quite some time since Marina quit the guildmaster position, so Dusker's honesty is that she wants people to think of workers as guildmasters.
　For Dusker, Marina is not only a very reliable partner, but also a person who knows her childhood, which should be called her own dark history.
　I don't hate it or hate it, but I'm sure it's hard to deal with.

"It's not a guildmaster, it's a marina."
"Well... I've always called myself the guildmaster, so I'm not used to it yet."

　Ordinary adventurers don't have much chance to meet Marina.
　Sometimes, for some reason or other, they run into each other on the ground floor of the guild.
　However, if you become a good adventurer, you will be given direct instructions from the guildmaster and will explain your request.
　It would be nice if a few of us were to meet Marina, but meeting Marina alone would be a kind of trial.
　She's so glamorous that she's wearing a party dress with an open chest.
　Torture... might be a little too much to say, but for me, there were many times when I felt that way, not a joke.
　In that sense, she created a man called Ray -- which looks so objectively -- and now she doesn't have to suffer so much, perhaps because her charm is directed at Ray.
　Thanks to you, I don't spend money on prostitutes at all... but I'm sure they've decreased accordingly.

"Well, well, get used to it. Anyway, according to the marina's investigation, there shouldn't be so much danger?"
"I don't know the details, but I've heard that there was no monster the size of the slime that Ray knocked down, because the water spirit in the lake seemed a bit difficult."
"... I see,"

　In the words of the adventurer, Dusker thought that the lake must have come from another world...

(Wait)

　Suddenly, a different world and an amenbo case are connected. ... No, is it right that they are no longer connected?

(Green people don't know if there is a magic stone, but Lizzardman is definitely a monster. That's why there's a high possibility that they have a magic stone, but... by any chance, don't you have a magic stone? This is quite important, so it's a bit unsavory to ask the green people.)

　After I go to the lake, I'll take it out of Ray or... or Zozo.
　For Dusker, this case has become a lot of trouble.
　and if there were no magical stones in the body of the Amenbo, and thus the Lizzards had magical stones."

(In other words, does that mean that the lake came from a third world, neither in this world nor in the world of the Grand Dragonian Empire?)

　It was what Ray had anticipated because of his unique background, but Dusker almost came to the conclusion by himself.
　At the same time, I understand that it really has become a lot of trouble from the trouble.

(That might help me with some interference from the King's faction.)

　For Dusker, the king's side of the fence was a great deal of trouble.
　There's nothing for it but trouble, especially when the royals come out in person -- they're exactly the ones.
　However, it was not without the feeling that under the current circumstances, the royalists would be better placed in charge of this troublesome situation."Mr. Dusker? What's the matter?"

　An adventurer calls out to Dusker, who has lost his mind in the middle of breakfast.
　Dusker shook his head and returned to breakfast.





"Are you sure you can take me to the lake in this carriage?"

　After breakfast, Dusker, who was ready, tried to head for the lake, but the adventurer who brought the report said he would refrain from doing so.
　It's a very comfortable carriage for the lord of the manor, Dusker, to ride in, but... that's why I wonder why we should go together.
　But adventurers shake their heads at Dusker's words.

"No, we still have work to do. We have to report to the guild. We need to look into that particular amenbo."
"Really? ...you mean monsters. Then do your best."

　That being the case, Dusker's carriage departs from the lord's house.

`Whoa,'

　After seeing it off, the adventurer finally breathes out.
　There was no doubt that you would need to go to the guild to report, but if you did, it would be better to have Ray's dead amenbo.
　The reason why he didn't do it was simply because the adventurer didn't want to ride in a carriage with Dusker.
　Of course, it's not because I hate Dusker.
　There is no feeling of respect or dislike for Dusker, who runs the guillem well.
　The reason why we didn't get into the carriage together was probably because Dusker ordered us to bring a large number of papers into the carriage.
　It was certainly not a pleasant, if not very breathless, journey for adventurers to keep looking at the endless paperwork while travelling from here to the forest of Trent.
　When asked whether they wanted to stay in such an uncomfortable atmosphere or travel themselves, it was only natural to choose the latter.

"Well, shall we buy something to eat?"

　I've just had breakfast, but I haven't had enough to eat any more.
　Dusker's cook's food was delicious, but it's still frustrating to have a meal with a great partner like Dusker.
　Feeling it, the adventurer goes out into town to buy something to eat comfortably.
　The gatekeeper looked at me strangely, as if I had mixed sympathy with surprise, but sympathy was about to be involved in paperwork, and surprise...

(Well, what is it? Well, I've only been to the lord's house, so you might think so.)

　Realizing that there is no point in thinking any further, the man goes out into the city.
　It's only morning... No, maybe because it's morning, there's a lot of people going around.
　We gather information with our ears around us as we move through so many people.
　This isn't done for any particular purpose, it's like a half‐habit.
　Perhaps it's because they understand that information is important to live as a skilled adventurer.
　Even if you were acting at a party rather than solo, you had to take the initiative in gathering information, not leaving it to anyone else.
　That's what I thought, but what I hear is a lot of fire magic that Ray used yesterday.
　For the inhabitants of the frontier Gillum, that huge flame must have been an amazing sight.
　However, there were many people who came to the present guillem not only in the original guillem but also in the area of extension work.