From today on, I was to serve as a guard.
You wake up on a hard bed in the inn.
The sun hasn't risen yet outside the window.
--Well... I'd better work up a sweat before I go to work.
I walked out of my room and started my daily training routine.
I swing my sword mindlessly. I don't neglect my strength training. This daily training is my defense to protect my friends and the people of the city.
By the time he had finished his daily routine, the morning sun was finally shining on the city. --But most people are still sleeping soundly.
After sweating it out in the shower, I go to work.
When I stepped into the office, I was greeted by Commander Bolton.
"Oh. You're here. Did you get a good night's sleep last night?
"Yes. I slept fine.
Huh. You're good. You've been drinking a lot. You're a strong drinker. It's going to be worth it to take you around.
Commander Bolton grinned as he stroked his chin.
I look at the man standing beside him, a guard.
"Commander. Who are you?
"Oh. Oh, yeah. I forgot all about you. I ought to introduce you.
Commander Bolton said and took the shoulder of the guard beside him.
"Zeke. This is your trainer, Lambda. His title is squad leader. He'll teach you how to be a guard. Well, I don't think you'll have to worry about that.
So he's my direct supervisor.
He looks to be in his mid-thirties.
He's slender overall, with a reptilian face.
"I'm Zeke. I'm Zeke. Nice to meet you.
"This is Lambda. I'm supposed to be your trainer. Although, I don't think I have much to teach you.
Lambda-san smiles self-mockingly.
I heard that Zeke is a former B rank adventurer?
"Yes. That was a long time ago.
"Well... That's amazing. I'm sure his talent is too different from yours. I wasn't even close when I was your age.
Mr. Lambda said in a tone that was a mixture of self-mockery and flattery.
"Well, I'm still not very good at it.
Hey. Don't be so sullen in the morning. He's in trouble too. If you've got time to ridicule yourself, do something about it.
Oh, no. You're right. Haha.
Commander Bolton pointed out, and Lambda's sneer deepened.
"Well, I'll leave you to it. --Zeke. If there's anything you don't understand, ask Lambda. If you still can't figure it out, don't hesitate to come to me.
Mr. Zeke. Shall we go to our stations?
Lambda-san bowed to Commander Bolton and led me out of the office. It was only a few moments after the door had slammed shut.
"...... d*mn. d*mn it.
I heard a dark, muffled voice say.
I looked into Lambda's profile, her eyes as fierce as snakes, her voice filled with fierce hatred.
Hmm? What's wrong? Do I have something on my face?
No, no. Nothing.
I thought you might have thought I was being cheeky and putting eyes, nose and ears on you. I hope you don't mind.
Mr. Lambda smiled his original wry smile. I don't feel the condensed malice that I felt earlier.
--I wonder if I misheard her earlier?
Mr. Lambda took me to my post.
It was the main gate of the city.
"What we're about to do is a checkpoint. We need to determine if anyone coming into the city is suspicious. That's what we need to determine.
Mr. Lambda said.
If we let the demons and ruffians through, the people of the city will be in danger. This is a very important job.
"Well, I'm sure you know that. You don't think he's high and mighty, do you?
No, not at all.
I wonder if that's true. After all, he's a B-rank adventurer. I think he looks down on low-ranking jobs like guards.
There's no such thing as "high and low.
Hmm. You're a good person, Zeke. As expected of a B-rank adventurer. I'm a common guard, and your capacity is different from mine.
I didn't know how to react to his sneer, so I let it go.
"Hey... Zeke. This is the part where you laugh. If you don't laugh, I'll look like a very miserable man.
"I'm sorry. I'm not very good at smiling.
I'm not good at smiling, especially when it comes to affection.
Thanks to that, I was often called unsociable.
--By the way, the guys at the party said I had a bad sense of humor too. I wasn't laughing at the party to launch the mission.
I was having a good time, but it didn't show on my face.
I digress. Returning to the subject of checkpoints, the first thing we do when people come into town is to check if they have a permit. If they are merchants, they certainly have a permit. Well, some people make fake permits and bring them with them.
Mr. Lambda said.
If you don't have a permit, it doesn't mean you'll be turned away on the spot, but if you're not dangerous, you'll be allowed in. However, there is a possibility that demons or wanted persons may be mixed in with the general public, so you have to be very careful. Ask them about the purpose of their visit, and refer to the wanted list circulated from other cities. --What do you think? Anything I'm missing so far?
No problem. No problem.
That's good. You're a quick learner. Well, it's faster to actually do it than to explain it with words. Would you like to come with me to the checkpoint?