4-03 Adventurer's Guild

After receiving my qualifications from the Healer's Guild, I decided to go against the flow of people usually heading to a healing center to become an apprentice.

So where am I headed? Yes. It was an adventurer's guild, not a healing center.

'But it's too different from the Healers' Guild. What is it? This swashbuckling atmosphere.

Not having any room at all in that atmosphere, I mumbled and just proceeded to aim at the reception counter and tried not to think about it.

''Excuse me, I'd like to register as an adventurer?''

The person I spoke to casually was the first person in this world, and that was a female beastie, too.

I was impressed.

However, I decided to stifle that emotion and deal with her in a nonchalant work mode.

If I was impressed and changed my attitude here, I'm sure the Template-sama would attack.

If that happened, all I could imagine was a future where I would die.

I couldn't even talk to him slowly now because I didn't have the luxury of time.

''Yes. Welcome to the Adventurer's Guild. Please fill out your name, race and age here.

The parchment that the smiling beastman handed me was all the same, except that most of them didn't have a place of origin with the Healer's Guild.

Is this because there are so many rough people in the world? I couldn't even have that conversation now.

'Then blood or magic on this card, please.

I handed the card I was given to the receptionist as I quickly channeled my magic power into it.

''Yes. No thanks. I have the physical arts skills, so I can register as an adventurer, right?

Thus I received my Adventurer's Guild card and became an adventurer as well.

Afterwards, this cute, bunny-eared receptionist frantically explained to me about the Adventurer's Guild.

I didn't have time to listen to him very properly.

There was a lot of meaningless information about the adventurer's guild, such as the fact that you can't register as an adventurer if you don't have an attack skill, which I didn't know until after I registered.

By the way, I was able to register because I had the body skill.

After that, there was an explanation about the adventurer's guild ranks, and since I wasn't very interested in it, I didn't listen to most of it.

What was important was that if I accomplished a request, ten percent of the reward would be deducted for the guild's management.

That was about it.

I registered as an adventurer, and I naturally started at the lowest rank, H rank.

I had no complaints about that.

'If you fail to make a request, there are fines and such.

That was the word that caught my ear the most.

I shifted the conversation to the main topic that came to the Adventurer's Guild while inputting only the important things into my head.

''Can that adventurer still submit a request?''

Yes. I can get it out.

My ears fluttered and I tilted my head.

Yup. It's cute, but I can't afford it right now.

'I was told that this downstairs is a training ground?　Is there someone who can properly teach you to improve your physical skills?

Yes, I'm here. Of course we are. We have adventurers and some of our staff. However, although we call it training, there is a fee based on the amount of time we teach, is that okay?

Well, that's true. Couldn't volunteers and other volunteers bring in the quicksilver too? That's what I ask.

'How much is it if the instruction is easy to understand and polite?'

If you're a miscellaneous person, there's a chance you could die if you're accidentally hit.

''Hmmm. That's right~ it depends on the negotiations, but it's around a silver coin in an hour.

It was quite a bit more expensive than I thought it would be.

'Oh, um, do you have any requests for treatment or anything? I'll heal and you'll get a discount or an offset?

"...I've never said that, but...would you mind waiting for a moment?

Yes. Of course.

The receptionist, Mr. Bunny Ears, disappeared into the basement after hearing my response.

I felt a very sharp gaze on my back afterwards, but perhaps it was good that I was standing upright and immobile, but somehow I didn't get entangled.

After a few minutes of enduring that heavy pressure, the receptionist finally returned and summoned a stern old man.

''Are you the chick who can use recovery magic?''

The scars all over his body, including his face, and the reluctance in his voice reminded me of a sergeant in a certain comic book, but even in my past life, the strong president was surprisingly kind to me, and I told him not to be prejudiced, and I opened my mouth.

''Yes. My name is Luciel, I have just registered as an adventurer. I want to polish both martial arts training and recovery magic, so I asked the receptionist if there was a request for training and recovery magic, as well as some money to be earned.

"Law. A rare find for a healer. My name is Brod. I assume you have some skills in the art of healing? Why would a healer want more ability to fight than the status quo?

I could tell from his eyesight that he was trying to see through us.

''It's because I can't use it in a real battle. I'm not even prepared for it yet, and if I go on a journey, I'll be attacked by ordinary weak demons, but I'll die in the end. In order to prevent that from happening, I decided to work hard and become strong enough to be able to defend myself.

Mr. Brod hmmm. He rubbed his chin, thought for a while, and opened his mouth.

''Fine, I'll hire you as an H-ranked recovery man for the arena. The reward for this is a silver coin for one hour. The time and duration of training is as long as the boy wants. When would you like to start training?

Oh, I knew he might be a good guy.

I'll see you in three days, then.

Okay. Nanayla, take care of that for me.

Yes, Mr. Brod. Mr. Brod. Oh, my name is Nanaella. It's nice to meet you.

'So you say your name is Nanaela. It's nice to meet you too, thank you very much.

I felt my gaze grow stronger again as I greeted Nanaela.

But when Brod-san looked backwards, his gaze disappeared.

This man is my master.

Impressed, I left the Adventurer's Guild and ran back to the Healer's Guild.

''I'm sweating like crazy, are you okay?''

Monica was worried about me, but I'm fine. I told her and ran back to my current room.

'If I couldn't use recovery magic as a healer, I'm sure Brod-san would give up on me. I have a feeling that way.

I practiced and practiced and practiced, imagining a future I didn't want to imagine.

However, because the required skill level was still doubled, I concentrated and tried to learn the holy attribute magic, but the skill level of the skill did not increase well either.

It's a good thing that you've got a good idea of what you're going to do with it.

I worked on my training, considering it, but in the blink of an eye, three days passed and the exit period came and went.

I left the room and went downstairs.

'Well, thank you very much. Mr. Krull.

This time Krull was the receptionist.

'Yes. Good luck. Also, when you see Lady Lumina, make sure you thank her.''

'Yes. Of course I understand.

Saying that, I moved from the Healer's Guild to the Adventurer's Guild.

The adventurer's guild still had a swashbuckling atmosphere, and while I was nervous, I quickly reached the reception desk so as not to draw attention from others.

''Welcome. Are you a receptionist? Report? Or are you requesting one?

This time the receptionist was a woman who looked to be around twenty years old, of the human race. I tell her my purpose.

''This is Luciel with a request for Brod-san and a request from Brod-san........''

"May I borrow your adventurer's card? You must be Luciel. I have accepted. Mr. Brod is waiting for you in the basement. Best regards.

The story was getting through, and the development was going smoothly.

Thank you as well.

I follow the instructions down the stairs and it's like an arena?　It was built in such a way that it seemed to be mistaken for a moment.

The training ground was a huge place that stretched out in a hundred meters square.

''It's huge.''

I muttered.

'You bet. 'Chick?' Then we'll get right to it. I'll teach you the basics, so don't run away.

Suddenly I heard the voice and I turned around.

It was Mr. Brod. When was he there?　When I tried to think about it, I suddenly felt a pressure I'd never felt before and almost got ready.

And was it a mistake to submit a request to Mr. Brod, who would produce this pressure against me?

I don't blame you for asking me that in the past.

Then my training began.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, run properly, you'll be goblin fodder if you're gutless like that!

He is made to run as fast as he can around the perimeter while being cursed at.

'Look, you're too stiff, you'll get hurt if you do that.

I was treated more and more like this, being split again and so on.

'Give me your hand, give me your foot, you're too slow, you're too slow.

I was getting strong counters, falling over and over again and passing out, getting water splashed on me each time.

I thought.

He was certainly teaching me what was necessary for my body art. Just what is the point of this as careful instruction? And.

Most of the time I trained with Mr. Brod, who spent most of his time with me and gave me the buzz. It was hard work, but not painful.

I had vowed to concentrate and work hard, but I was baffled by how hard it was.

Would he really be okay with this or not running away? I had to ask myself questions like that and follow the voice.

I was given one rule by Mr. Brod.

That is not to use recovery magic on myself.

The reason for this is that if you use natural healing rather than recovery magic to heal, you'll eventually learn skills that will naturally increase the amount of energy recovery.

I'm not going to be able to get rid of it.

I've decided that I'm not going to be able to use my recovery spell until I've learned to use my recovery skills.

I'll be able to use the amount of time I spend healing my own wounds to heal the adventurers' injuries. He would continue to use the recovery magic heal, and when he used it until he was on the verge of depleting his magic power, he would build up his strength before his physical training again.

If the body is no longer moving, he meditates, encouraging the recovery of his magic and strength, and then performs kumite and resumes training to strengthen his body arts.

After such a long, long day, it was finally over.

'Kid, you've got some guts. Good. You'll be staying at the guild from today. I'll even provide you with three meals. I see you don't have any clothes to change into, so I'll give you some old clothes as well. They're well-washed, so don't worry. But don't ever run away from the guild by halfway, okay?

Instructor Brod told him... Oh! A bed and three meals, more than ever before, were included for free. The great luck teacher came into his own.

'Hahahahaha. Ha, yes. Thank you very much.

After thanking him, I went to the well behind the guild to wash up and then went to the dining room to buy myself a meal. Then they took me to the napping room and I lay down on the bed and, like mud... I couldn't sleep.

No, I couldn't sleep.

Even if he was tired, how could he sleep at 19 o'clock if he was taking a nap?

Thus, after three hours of training, alternating between recovery magic and meditation, I was finally able to get to sleep.

As I woke up the next day, I stared at the ceiling in my field of vision and thought, "What a bad influence it is to focus on the ceiling.

'Focusing on the ceiling is a bad influence on the novel.

Muttering to myself, I welcomed the morning.

When I left the nap room, the guild staff were quite stuttering (surprised) that I was an early riser.

''Many of the healers are loosely timed, you know?

As I talked to the staff member who told me that, I wondered if the healer was a sleeper aid?

I thought to myself.

I did what Instructor Brod told me to do and stretched and then ran out of the training field.

And as I was making an effort to use my magic while running, Mr. Brod came over and invited me to breakfast in the mess hall.

'Kid, breakfast. Come on.

We came yesterday and we will continue to eat in the dining room.

'Gulgar. This is Luciel, the one I mentioned yesterday. From now on, well, I ate yesterday, but from now on, don't ask for three meals.

What came out was a wolf-beast man as big as a bear.

'All right. My name is Gurgar. Brod gives me money, so eat what you want. But in addition to that, you will also have to drink this disgusting but good-for-you drink after every meal.

Drinks served? was a strangely venomous color.

'Oh, what's that?'

Look at the disastrous object X.

'Simply put, it's a growth aid. It's something that, when consumed, increases everything from muscle, to endurance, to reflex speed (allegedly).

Protein, huh? I tsked in my mind and decided to ask the bear in front of me about the efficacy.

'I've never heard of it, but what are the efficacy times and disadvantages?'

Don't worry, the only downside is that the effect time is six hours and the only downside is that it's really shitty.

He grinned at me with a fierce grin on his face.

He finished his meal and I was ready to take my cup and declare, "I'm ready to drink.

'Then I'll have a drink.'

A sip. As soon as I put it in my mouth, I knew this was something I shouldn't be drinking.

The very taste and smell of what I understand to be object X makes me almost jump into consciousness, but I'm too scared of the bear ahead to spit it out.

The sloshing, bitter, smelly, egregious, pungent, and sour taste came and went in my mouth, but I managed to hold back and swallow it all at once.

I felt a strange feeling of disgust or a surge of urge in my body.

'Oh. You really can drink it, you look as robust as Brod said you were.

?

The bear muttered something now, but I didn't hear it.

'It's nothing. Now good luck and go study your body arts again today.''

Then he sent me off.

'Did he say his name was Luciel? I can't believe you drank all of this. You got some serious spirit.

Grugar muttered at a volume that Luciel couldn't hear.