The woman who led us to the roughly prepared guest table prepared hot tea while we thought that it was the season when we were more likely to meet people who thought we had gone our separate ways. .
The appearance of a woman wearing glasses with her red hair tied up, which is not common in Etis-L, was also very different from my last memory. The outfit was neat, and the dark circles under the eyes and the miasma beyond them disappeared.
After preparing for a simple conversation, she sat across from me, noticed my gaze, smiled awkwardly, and showed a distinctly different attitude from back then.
“At that time, I was so busy that I couldn’t even say my name properly. My name is Ciel. I am currently working as a member of the guild and managing the number of people in the village.”
He looked a little tired, but it was just fatigue from work, and he seemed to have some spare time. By the way, I thought she was a strong woman to be in charge of management as a member of a guild in that short period of time, but she must have had the ability.
“I am Eldmia Ega. This is Asiligo, and I received a request from the capital and came as an enemy adventurer. I don’t know if you’re doing well... but you seem to be in good health.”
He didn’t add unnecessary greetings such as “It’s fortunate.” It’s not like it’s fortunate that the village survived while it was destroyed, and it’s not like you’re doing well just because your life is attached. I didn’t know if he understood my intentions, but Ciel answered with a light nod without saying anything.
“I’m doing well. Lately I’ve been having trouble with work, but since Eldmia-sama is here, it might be a little better.”
“I briefly heard from a person named Ekob earlier. He said that there were frequent attacks from monsters.”
“That’s right. The fact that the goblins came in groups was also a problem... Recently, even the Orcs have appeared and the damage is gradually increasing.”
According to Ciel’s explanation, the village now has sixty residents, six professional builders, two priests with divine power, and two priests without it. Even then, most of the residents are of an age capable of working, and when the village is fully formed in the future, they are contracted to receive benefits for moving in and help work, so it can be said that it is a fairly large-scale project.
When the village is completed, it will surely be able to accommodate up to 200 people. However, putting aside such future matters, I decided to ask questions that were difficult for me to understand.
“Can the adventurers from Raviel know what grade they are?”
It is true that goblins are cumbersome. Not only are those little monsters dirty, but they have the strength of a child and the cleverness to use their dirt as a weapon.
There are a lot of things that won’t even reach your waist, aiming for your legs while lowering your posture, and just trying to cut is threatening. Imagine that there are dozens of such things. No matter how proudly it is an official cock-up positioned at the bottom of the monster food chain, if it is not skillfully positioned, it is likely to be surrounded in an instant and stoned from a distance, or beaten with a dung-stained weapon at close range and killed.
However, such a threat is only a story when they act in a clear group, and at the same time, it is valid only when this side is a minority.
Stamina, speed, strength, intelligence, everything is at the level of a kid, so if you know how to deal with it, you can easily slice and eat it. In an open field like this, even if the goblins were stoning, even a low-level adventurer could easily slice through 20 of them, so it goes without saying how clear the limit was for them.
However, it was a ‘problem’ that such guys came in groups, and since the orcs started to come out, it was getting more and more damage. From my point of view, I have no choice but to ask the level of adventurers. It was because, while the Raviel adventurer’s guild had shamelessly requested ranks in the capital city, all they could hear was that they only formed a team of blue-class adventurers.
Well, judging by how short he is, his personality is average for a mercenary. Then I don’t even have to be polite.
“I came after receiving a request from the Adventurer’s Guild in the capital. Talking to the manager at the temple, he told me to meet someone over here regarding work.”
The two mercenaries, who were carefully examining me and Laika, spit on the floor with their faces contorted in envy and jealousy after seeing Asillie. Only then did one of the mercenaries, who had announced that he would sneak out of the way and not block the road, opened his mouth with a puzzled expression.
“Go inside and find Badna. Adventurers are taken care of by him. Go in and find the big blonde with a gloomy look. It should be easy to find.”
“A melancholy-looking blonde?”
“I know when I see it.”
Even if the words are a little short, they are nobles, so they just spit and it was over. If they were bad-tempered bastards, they would have done some shit.
There was no need to get tired from the start, so we nodded and entered the hall, and without hesitation took off the cloak we were wearing. It was a warmth that I could understand why they were standing in short sleeves. Apparently, the architects put a lot of effort into heating when they built this hall.
“It’s pretty loud for a group of injured people, isn’t it?”
“I see. It doesn’t seem too serious.”
The hall, which I looked around lightly, was distracted with dozens of people randomly scattering and eating and chatting. Shall we say that he enlarged the hall of a popular inn and beat it as it is? The appearance of the tables stretched around the bonfire in the center felt just like the halls of Vikings seen in dramas or games in the past. Including not only the arrangements, but also the people who eat, talk, hit and beat.
“If you feel relaxed, Seneran may have been right.”
There is no intentional attempt to lighten the mood, they are just busy eating and drinking. Hmm, after playing and eating like this, we gather and sleep in this hall. It was really good to set conditions for accommodation in advance.
“Blonde...Blonde... Ah, there he is. A gloomy-looking blonde.”
“No matter how much you do... it’s true.”
At first, I thought it was just belittling the mercenaries’ appearance, but it wasn’t. When I looked at the place Asilie had first found and pointed with her fingertips, there was a really large, blond-haired man eating quietly with a gloomy face, as if he had heard that the world had collapsed.
Not only is his face gloomy, but he is teasing the spoon with the momentum to shake the viewer’s appetite. It is amazing to see people laughing and chatting and continuing their meal without paying any attention to such a man.
“It’s surprising that there are people around you eating like that.”
If the person who made the dish saw it, it would be enough to stab them in the back of the head asking if they were dissatisfied with the table.