169 167 Stories The Lady of the Ignitol Family

Lady Ignitore, revealed by the birth of a more noble family.

This quest to escort her to 'Porn St., the Cursed Snow Country'.

"Hey, Junya. This quest is a little suspicious."

Departure from the "Mine District of Greldi" and on the road to the country of the matter (s).

Behind us is a carriage with a slightly blurry look. Peek through that little window, steal a red-haired maid and divulge her candid thoughts.

"Sure you are, Mr. Tallo. If it's a fine family, you don't have to travel this far with Kosovo."

"Besides, it's a country with an ominous name, like 'Curse' where you're going. It's not like a place for a lady to go out of her way."

"It doesn't sound like a great guy to hire mercenaries with the same qualities as us to escort them."

Having finished the meeting and introducing ourselves, we first went to the Loyal Palace in the "Mine District of Greldi" to order the quest and take on the escort. Then, it was the three NPCs who showed their faces.

First to be escorted, Miss Lady Ignitore. She was a beauty with deep red hair, like waking up. I just said my age was in my early twenties, and I thought Rin's standing was certainly a woman who smelled noble blood muscles.

And it's the two young men who stood in line to protect her like that. Behavior is weak, gentleman and just a little on the nose. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Somehow, it has a knightly vibe like Miss Ignitol's squire or something. They are called Allen and Ellen, and now they ride horses side by side like they pinch carriages. He's got a fine sword hanging on his hips, but he feels armed at his lowest.

The three NPCs are all uniformly dressed in plain clothes... but they are making a terrible mismatch. For Miss Ignitol, she even wears a hooded cape to hide her characteristic red, shiny, long hair. It's like being afraid and vigilant that someone will find you. Of course, there is a line about the patience of the great man. It is only natural that two of my direct escorts should be blamed for doing so.

"Suspicious..."

"You're suspicious..."

In that way, Junya and I share our thoughts with each other, Mamoru enters the story.

"Look, the only thing suspicious is for sure. Taro, your gear isn't defeated by suspicion."

Whoa, you're absolutely right. Can't you tell me about people in my current outfit?

Following you, Mamor, each member will also share their thoughts on this quest.

"Waha! I don't care if I'm pretty.

"Even when I'm decent, I find that flaming redhead attractive."

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, you're so pretty, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. I'm nervous."

"Ma! I'm glad the escort is beautiful!

Daisuke subtly controlled you. [M]

"Hey guys, it's just okay to float. Stay alert to monsters. And Junya and Taro, if you discover any picking points, report them."

"I know, Mamor"

"Yes! Mamor, you."

Heh heh, this air of trying to PT with others for a long time and play a full role in each. Not bad.

"According to the information, even" Porn St., the Cursed Snow Country, "there are rumours of" Giant Carcasses "scattered along the route where the carriage would go. It's noon, and there's no chance they'll make a move."

"Oops! The weather moves when it's moon and night, was it! I'd love to fight giant zombies! Wahaha!"

I was a little surprised when the topic of giant zombies came up when I didn't even think about it. I can't believe the inhabitants of the "Giant Kingdom of the East (Giga Makina)" who exit the "underground city of Yorn" are also present here.

Mamor, whilst you and Dyske are in your ear for reflection on the 'Giant Carcass' object, I will add with my heart that the moonlight, or precisely moonlight, moves out, what is it?

"I think it's time we saw the snow. Hand out the gear and items you need."

When I was able to see snow makeup on the ground, Mamor gave me and Junya some equipment.

It was a strange design earring that pictured the sun, something a little stylish.

"Yang-mari Ear Decoration" (Equipment)

[Earrings that smell like a warm day. The dull yellow is reminiscent of the gentle sun. Among the merchants, it is said that the forest leak days gathered and the fairies magically made it. But that would be one propaganda complaint to make it mysterious]

Rarity: 2

Equipment Conditions: HP30

Status: Defense + 3

SPECIAL EFFECT: As long as equipped, restore frostbite status 30 times per minute.

"Items are just this way, guys"

You can take it for free. When I was there, you gave me another item.

2 x "Fireplace Troches"

[Use to restore frostbite status to 100]

"From now on, the gauge of the state abnormality Frostbite LV1 accumulates little by little just because I'm here. With this equipment, you can prevent it too"

When the gauge reaches 100, it seems to have an abnormal condition called "Frostbite LV1".

The state abnormality "Frostbite LV1" seems to move slightly, but slowly, like lead strapped to the body, which, in terminal terms, results in slower operation and reduced speed.

"I also have items for this kind of gear... can I have them?

"Looks like the earrings are traded at 200 eso a piece. Troches are 20 eso. Complete the quest and it won't be a lot of money"

No, it still costs 1200 eso to buy all PT members... minus 2,000 eso for the quest reward, including the cost of the trouches, which would only benefit 600 eso. What a chubby leader.

"Besides, all I've got for you is Junya and Taro."

"Huh? Mamor, what do you mean?

When Junya asked Mamor, he... they explained the situation in turn.

"As a matter of fact, this quest has order terms. There are limited to 4 Level 10 or higher Mercenaries (players) per PT."

"In addition to that, do you feel you can only put together up to 6 PTs? I think it's very difficult."

"That's why I'm on fire!

"Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

Yeah......?

Indeed, our PT configuration is… there are 4 Level 10 or higher Mercenaries (players).

Mamor Lv14 HP 530/530

Kay Lv13 HP 360/360

Dyske Lv14 HP 350/350

Mahoe Mahoe Lv12 HP 200/200

Junya Lv7 HP 120/120

Talo Lv7 HP 90/90

Actually, these four are pretty level, and me and Junya, your sampling team is cut out and low.

Conditions are met... but increasingly, it's been a stinking story.

The Clan Clan has a maximum PT of 8 in the first place. And yet, purposefully placing restrictions on just six people means that the two NPCs of the escort are also among the combat personnel?

"There are no mercenaries left to complete this quest."

"Huh!? So, that's why Mamor said to keep Eso!?

Speaking of which, Junya, you told me in a friend message to keep Eso in the bank as much as possible. Does that mean you're likely to be killed? I mean, no one cleared it...

"That's all there is to it."

"Oh, that's terrible! I'm sorry, Taro..."

I thought I could level, complete my quest, and expand my range of activities. But on second thought, there's no way this world called Clan Clan is that sweet. It's a world where people's desires collide and outlaw groups of mercenaries travel. When it is available even though it is a friendship. That's the iron rule of mercenaries, the smart choice to survive.

"Junya, don't feel in such a hurry. We've been so prepared for this quest."

"It would be a man who has accomplished a great deed no one has yet achieved! Junya can't figure out how hot this chest is!?

"Oh, and, uh, Les, I can, I can, I can, I can. And sampling."

Mahomaho, you didn't make a statement that you would guarantee in two respects: accomplishing your quest and reaching Porn St., the Cursed Snow Country.

To sum up... gather material to cover the risk of a failed quest, judging that there are no other mercenaries (players) to do this quest with, so it's better than not being good at fighting... it was like we were called as a golden measure.

For this treatment... Yeah, I can snort the good treatment I've had so far.

Though they invited me with a little dirty hands, they've got everything they need to gather information and prepare underneath to accomplish the quest, and they've even got gear for me. Isn't it deduction 0?

"Guys, it's already terrible. I thought you really needed me."

But Junya, you apparently weren't convinced, and you're still punska.

"Junya, it's not even if you're angry. Look, it's like time to level up."

Mamor, while you said that, you squeezed your jaw forward, so me and Junya get caught in that modus operandi and move your gaze.

Then we saw less than 10 soldiers rushing this way. One of them is riding a horse. Everyone wore uniform standard sheet metal armor (platemails) and fur cloaks, all in common, even swords and shields in their hands. I can deduce to a minister like some army, some organization, or a unit belonging to someone's sphere of power.

But there's no rush. Because, Mamor, there's room seeping out of your mouth, and this seems to have been predicted.

They stopped in a fan-shaped, quick queue to block our destination.

And a commander-like soldier, who was in the center of that formation, unloaded his helmet cheek and gave this one a loud warning from the horse.

"Guys, stop! Now this part of the street is under the life of Count Hardy of the 'Kingdom of Grantore', who examines passers-by. Make sure you look good in that carriage!

Pretty high-pressure attitude.

No way, are we going to fight these NPC-like guys?

When I look back at you, Mamor, I wonder what I'm going to do.

He was also looking back to the rear carriage.

"Push it through!"

"It's time to fight!

He was escorting horses sideways on both sides of the carriage, NPC's Allen and Ellen pulled the sword hanging on their hips vigorously and indicated their intention to storm.

Apparently, the contents of the carriage… Lady Ignitore is something they should not know about.

"The numbers are winning over there, but I think I can afford it."

"I'll do it, won't I?

"Fuhahahaha! Call me, you mutts!

"Oh, yes, of the first time (...)"

A temperamental battle group looks at the enemies who emerged from the front with each weapon.

I imitated them, too, and when I was ready to use all kinds of items at any time... Mamor-kun came forward to control it.

"Good morning. Now, if you're still fighting, leave it to us."

Apparently, Mamor, you dragged us to the battlefield before you did power leveling.

Now Junya, your anger will subside a little. I mean, isn't this us... parasitic play?

"Leveling to NPC opponents......?

Sounds like it.

I'm confused, Junya. I hammered you.