You're like the sky in the rainy season.

　It was another poetic phrase that didn't seem to fit Kalia's mood.

　Wetting her lips with ale, she twisted her face in disapproval. The Guild of Commerce and Industry of Gargantua, and its attached tavern, is just as magnificent as its storefront. There's plenty of space, not to mention no traces of vomit or litter from the riffraff. A place to keep clean, enjoy a pleasant drink, and save your energy for the next job. As a guild tavern, it's unquestionably top-notch.

　At least, the dignity and taste of the drinks should be much better than the tavern I used to go to. It seems that the tongues of the knightly class are much more luxurious than those of the common people.

You could call it a powder keg that dances on fire. I don't know when or what they will do. But we do know that it will do something at some time, somewhere. It's hard for me to watch. The Colosseum's beasts of prey are still more docile.

　The Colosseum's beasts of prey are more docile. It's as if you're an idiot who doesn't know what he's talking about.

　Kalia's gaze turned to Largud Anne beside her.

What do you think, Anne? You've only just met her, so your assessment is most neutral, isn't it?

　Largud Ann, who was sitting on the barrel of a chair with her tongue in the water, paused for a moment as if in thought, and then quickly moved her lips.

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　I'm not sure what to make of it. Kalia seemed to understand this, and turned her gaze back to me as if she was triumphant.

　Well, that was bad. I'm sorry, too. That's what you'd think if you were looking at it from a distance. The approach to Fialaat la Volgograd this time was motivated by an urge that I could not clearly grasp, so I can say that it was even worse.

"But will he come? That man, Mr. Volgograd? I don't think a person like that would easily fall for a sweet deal like a rich businessman.

　Well, it seems that she, Largud Ann, is very capable.

　Just by looking at that one act, Fiorato La Volgograd must have been able to determine to some extent the cleverness and depth of thought of that person. He may have a good ability to guess about people.

　In fact, Largud Ann was more than capable. She may have had Mr. Nines' letter of introduction and name, but she had the ability to talk, persuade, and negotiate to get me and Kalia registered immediately upon joining the guild. He probably possesses these interpersonal skills. It seems that the fact that he is a guide introduced by Mr. Nines is not just in name.

　However, if that's the case, I'm afraid that I'm going to be forced to put myself on the back burner more and more, and I'm secretly feeling a bit gloomy.

It will come.

　Largud Anne asked, and Kalia nodded as if it was obvious. She poured the ale she had in her hand into her stomach, even though she found it tasteless.

I will come. You seem to have a good eye for people, but you don't know what a woman's heart is.

　Largud Anne's eyes widened.

　To be honest, in my mind, Largud Ann is unquestionably in the category of women, but Kalia is not in the category of men, but I'm not sure if I can easily put her in the category of women. To be honest, it never occurred to me that Kalia would talk about women's hearts.

I've only seen her at first glance, but she's certainly not a fool to take advantage of sweet talk. But I don't think it's a mundane thing to pass up an opportunity--would you bet on it?

　The girl on the barrel was impressed by his convincing words, but I wanted to know where the woman's heart was involved.

　As if to take the bet, I order a glass of wine for the prize. At that moment, I noticed Kalia's eyes glancing at me.

　The look from her silver eyes was strangely lustrous and heated, but also sharp enough to pierce my very body. I don't know what it means, but that gaze definitely seems to have some kind of intention.

　My stomach ached as if it had been twisted up. No matter how it turned out, that look didn't bode well. My experience was telling me that.

　--Clang, clang.

　The bell on the door rang, signaling a visitor. A few looked at me curiously, a few paid no attention and continued drinking and chatting.

　And Kalia, for her part, said, "I win," and put her lips to the wine that had just been brought to her as a prize.

　I'll be back.

I'll check the terms and conditions.

　The clear voice of Fiorato La Volgograd echoed in the tavern. It was different from Kalia's. It's a strangely haunting voice.

　This is me, Caria, and Largud Ann. On the other side are Fialaert and the future savior of the world, Herdt Stanley. In total, there were five people around the table.

　I tried my best to keep my composure, to keep my mind from racing, and opened my lips as if to say, "Come in.

The first request is for an escort to the site of the underground temple of the heraldic cult on the cape, as well as assistance in the search.

　Heraldry. I think the exact name of the cult was something like "heraldry", but nowadays it's usually called heraldry at best, paleoclassicism at most, and heresy at worst.

　Most of the temples of the heraldic religions were either demolished or abandoned and most of them are lost. Of course, there are those who continue to devote themselves to their faith in small, scattered groups, but I can assure you that there are no more large temples like the ones that existed in the area around this place where the Great Sacred Faith became mainstream.

　The site of the temple will either be rebuilt as a temple of the Great Satanic Church, or if it is in a bad location, it will be abandoned and become a home for natural animals and magical beasts. It seems that this request falls into the latter category.

Two, if you find any lost items, you must submit them to me. This is a must. Of course, I'm willing to pay extra depending on what you find.

　A bag of money was placed on the table for all to see.



　It is not only unusual, but also strange that Fialaat, who hates spending money and wasting it, would push his wealth this far. It was as if she was in a hurry.

　Of course, I don't know her at the time, so I can't rule out the possibility that she was like this at the time.

"Yeah, I don't mind. I'm fine with that. Let's just get this over with, shall we?

　Fialaert's mouth closed, and her eyes tightened. She seems to be one of those people whose emotions and intentions are often revealed in her facial expressions and actions.

　She holds up a finger and opens her mouth.

First of all, I'd like to ask for an advance payment in addition to my fee. It is essential to make preparations in order to accomplish a task, is it not?

　With a nod, Fialaat's jaw tugged lightly.

　Next to him, Herd Stanley narrowed his eyes as he listened to the terms as well.

　In fact, right now, I want money. My knife is still broken, and I don't have enough money to stay in an inn. To settle down here, I needed some solid money first.

"And secondly.

　He held up a second finger. Fialaert's face took on an ashen hue. He knew what he was talking about because he had heard it before, but he hadn't fully digested it.

　Gently stroking his arm, she looked at him as if to encourage him to continue.

"Fiorato La Volgograd, you are a sorcerer. You are a sorcerer, and you will swear an oath that you will never harm me.

　His throat gulped and his brow creased. Biting his pale lips slightly with his teeth, the sorcerer slowly but surely tried to nod his chin. At that moment

"Wait a minute. I don't know the common sense of the request, but isn't it too heavy to include a vow as a condition? It doesn't add up.

　Herdt Stanley's words interrupted me.

　Yeah, I knew that. I was well aware that you would bite me.

　His eyes showed a strong will and a slight hostility towards me. Oh, it's comforting. Now, for the first time, I understood that hostility from someone you consider your sworn enemy can be so comforting.