Chapter 623

The unexpected encounter with the shadow foot was very hectic and pleasant at the same time. Not only because of his pleasant personality, but also because I could hear the various changes that occurred while I was in the Demon Spirit.

In return, he went through the process of releasing some of the stories from the Demonic Territory under threats that were not threats, but even if there was no information anyway, that was an area where he could be treated casually, so it wasn’t a big deal.

Among the information obtained, the most impressive was the movement of the kingdom and the empire to hire high-level adventurers as frontline mercenaries.

“Well, instead of participating in it, I chose safety, so now I’m living like a nerd in the capital for a while. I wonder if this will be like this until there is a change in this offensive!”

The movement to actively hire adventurers through extensive advertisements was showing interest not only in the chatterbox but also in the party of experienced adventurers, and the story that the shadow foot party also joined the movement was very surprising to me.

It wasn’t that there was no movement to hire adventurers like mercenaries. Those who mainly deal with bipedal monsters such as Orcs not only have individual combat abilities comparable to mercenaries, but also easily find ways to adapt and respond to the overwhelming force unique to demons. In addition to that, it has shown outstanding achievements in areas such as guerrilla activities and scouting, so it is rather welcomed with open arms.

But adventurers are different.

Unless it’s a famous party, the ransom is halfway, and the risk is unclear. You can’t rest when you want to, and it’s not easy either. It is extremely rare to voluntarily receive a request from the military that does not even satisfy the reward in the midst of many shaking their heads even with high-risk, high-paying requests from the adventurer’s guild.

“Are you paid that well?”

“They said it was. I didn’t hear it on purpose because it wouldn’t make a rational judgment if I heard it. It’s not particularly secret information, so if you ask the adventurer’s guild, they’ll tell you right away.”

Looking for an adventurer who will take on scouting missions in exchange for a good level of pay, even if it is unconventional.

It is a situation where you can feel the will to decide and dig up what is in the suddenly increased land mass thanks to the power line being pushed. I was concerned that this battle line would be pushed back once the Demon King’s forces adjusted their posture, but the Kingdom and Empire seem to have no intention of doing so.

While I was thinking for a short time alone, I couldn’t bear the bottomless and endless noise. The shadow’s feet neatly caught the pipe tobacco thrown by Mr. Valkun and held it nicely. I took it to, coughed, and gave it back to Mr. Balkun.

“Since they’re like crazy dwarves, I wonder why they bloom like this.”

Mr. Valkun, who was very dissatisfied with having his pipe tobacco taken away even though he had thrown it, laughed heartily at the reaction and then put the pipe in his mouth in satisfaction.

And the response was not far beyond my expectations. From the beginning, the real problem wasn’t the ones I couldn’t easily talk to even when I was a simple teaching assistant. It was Seneran, who would be coiled up in Master’s professor’s office.

At the time when I was a teaching assistant, Master was busy with various things, so it was not an exaggeration to call it my private reading room and Seneran’s villa.

It’s a fact that I learned naturally because of that, but Seneran couldn’t clean dirty. In fact, it was expressed in a very relaxed way, and to express it more bluntly, it had a terrible level of vitality that made me doubt whether the concept of cleaning even existed.

Find the things you need with magic, and turn the dust with magic. As a result, the book he was reading until yesterday is scattered everywhere on the floor, and the cookie or bread slice he was eating is properly placed on a non-floor place.

Of course, most of the cleanup was my share. Maybe that’s why, even while listening to familiar movements and noises as I entered the faculty building, all I could feel was concern that Master’s office would not turn into a garbage dump.

However, despite such a desire, as soon as I opened the door with the familiar nameplate on it and entered, what I witnessed was a mess that had become 5 minutes after the opening without the neatness of the past.

“There is no professor~”

Among the books, all kinds of magic tools, and scraps of bread, a familiar slug... No, it was Seneran, sitting in a chair reading a book, united with the sleeping bag.

“Really conscientiously, isn’t this a bit serious? It’s not a professor’s office, it’s a pig pen.”

“what?!”

I wondered if his voice had risen because of a remark that could amount to defamation due to factual comment, but unfortunately it wasn’t. Seneran, evolving from a seated slug with bell-sized glasses to a standing slug, tossed the book she was magically flipping onto the desk and turned her gaze to me.

“Oh my God! If you came, you should have said you came!

Seneran, who jumped over the desk and tried to run towards me, seemed to have forgotten that he was in a sleeping bag, but he fell into a daze and made the already chaotic room even more a mess. .

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