Chapter 206

A lottery ticket incomparable to Sen and the trolls, a lottery ticket that was scratched, Gaendal and his friends looked quite snarky, perhaps because they had just returned from a request.

Ekatrina, who approached with a cheerful smile, belatedly scratched her cheek as if she was ashamed, as if she was concerned about it.

“This is lucky. I thought I might be able to see you if I come here.”

“Oh? Did you come to visit us? Got something nice to do?”

“Surprisingly, the answer is correct. Would you like to join us? If you haven’t eaten yet, I’ll buy it.”

“Heh heh heh. Today’s young luck is wild, but good things happen in the end!”

Behind Ekatrina, who smiled brightly and nodded, Mr. Gin, who burst out laughing, asked the innkeeper for his understanding and set the table. This time, Gaendal approached and greeted him lightly and started talking to him.

“But this time, there are quite a lot of people. I guess it’s quite a big deal?”

“There was an unnecessarily complicated and lengthy situation. First of all... This is Sen, Merdella, Kals, and Baize. Katrina and Rellie. They’re good adventurers... Are you still in the ranks? I feel like you’ve already been promoted.”

‘He remembered all our names and origins?’ I asked while ignoring the reproachful guys who were staring at me, and sure enough, Mr. Gaendal took out a red adventurer token and showed it to me with a deep smile.

“Exactly. It’s been a few days.”

I’m the only one who can’t get a promotion. It doesn’t matter anyway.

“Ho, are you the Weapon Master Gaendal?”

However, an unexpected reaction erupted, starting with Carls, who kept his mouth shut and looked like a jjuguri. Isn’t it not just him, but the other kids are also starting to mutter and admire one word at a time, like extras passing by?

“Lellie, the star’s favorite?”

“Oh my God, the giant Gin?”

“Siege striker Ekatrina...?”

what. Why are you guys opening your eyes like that?

The ones who had been wrinkling up until now had disappeared and only those with shining eyes like civilians who had met idols remained, so it felt so unfamiliar. I didn’t want to look so ugly, so I continued my conversation with Gaendal, barely suppressing the urge to hit the chestnuts sequentially on each of the four heads.

“Are you all very famous? Aren’t you? Were you famous in the first place?”

“What are you talking about?

“Me? That lightsaber or mad dog?”

“There are more people who call it different these days.”

Hahaha, Gaendal made a gesture of hitting his neck with the blade of his hand while laughing.

“Go to the guillotine Eldmia.”

When selling horses, the number of wagons coming and going to the dungeon increased, so it was said that it was a boom, so adventurers must have enough work. Gaendal’s face turned bright as he listened to my story, probably because it was a serious concern for something that came out lightly.

“Really? This sounds good.”

“Okay. Come to think of it, if 5 of you get together, you’re definitely lucky. What does Mr. Ega have?”

It’s ironic that the person involved is an icon of decapitation, where incidents and accidents never cease, but here it is treated as a lucky charm. Still, good is good, so we laughed together.

“Then... I’m going to have to move a little busily today. But I’ll have to repair the equipment from the last request, so I’ll just have to buy consumables.”

“You’d better buy some tinder and some oil... and some extra firewood.”

“I’m going to buy a new blanket that Rellie burned.”

“Ah... It’s a waste to think about it again.”

A trustworthy dream team who knows how to prepare for tomorrow even in a warm atmosphere While I was watching the Endal Party reassuringly, Seneran, who had been silent until now, touched me and started talking to me.

“Hey, those cultists. You said you were a demonic cult?”

“Yes. Why?”

“Then there is a high probability that the real Demonic Church can intervene, is that okay?”

The real Demonic Church intervenes? I didn’t understand what he was saying, so I turned my gaze to Asillie, but she just shook her head as if she was hearing Seneran’s story for the first time.

“It’s heresy from the point of view of those friends. They say that no matter where they are, they have to send someone to destroy them.”

When I did something, it was a more intuitive reason than I thought.

“No matter how much, it’s outside the demonic territory, so should we go that far? I don’t think rumors will spread there.”

“They don’t need rumors about heresy.”

“Yes? Why is that?”

“The demon will tell you.”

I don’t think I would have trusted it if other people had talked about it, but when Seneran, a madman who has lived with the determination to sacrifice his life for magic research, talks about demons, the weight is different. It wasn’t a particularly small talk, so Seneran’s words continued as everyone listened.

“Magicism is the most heretical and strict religion on the continent. I don’t know if it’s because they are in a position where they are easily persecuted, starting with their tribe, but they don’t compromise on that. The fact that the cultists have been active so far means they haven’t had any contact with the Magician religion yet. But, to my ears, it sounds synonymous with ‘I’m going to collide head-on with the Demonic Church soon’? Is that okay?”

Can you fight the demons and win?

It was a very common sense concern and a natural question.

But me, Ekatrina Gaendalgin, and Lelye were able to smile leisurely at Seneran’s question.

“There doesn’t seem to be much of a problem.”