13 Lesson 13

The armor store, which was headed straight from the weapons store, chose a light one that suited each size.

Caro's style of combat was an attack with quick moves, Atar's style of combat was an attack with rifles from a distance, both of which mattered, so choosing was a lightweight option.

"Oh, you know, I think light attire would be fine, but wouldn't Lady Atal be better equipped with more, like, weight on defense?

Though reluctantly, Caro thought in case he was going to attack without moving from a distance, and suggested that he could give it a little more defense.

"Well, that's what I used to think too. Ranged attacks determine where you are from the direction the bullets fly."

"I see, you move quickly to not be identified. Does that mean you want a good fit that's easy to move around?"

Listening to Atal's words halfway through, Caro gets to the reason for the lightweight outfit. Contrary to his young appearance, he seems highly comprehensible.

"Caro's smart."

Atal said that and gently stroked Caro's head. Caro was slightly reddish in the face as to whether it would be tiring to be spoiled to praise the child for doing good.

"A, Dear Atal. It's time to put it on!

To deceive such embarrassment, Caro pointed forward with a slightly louder voice.

When Atal put his gaze back forward, there was a guild of adventurers in sight.

"Whoa, I didn't realize. Then come in."

When Atal and Caro stepped inside the Adventurer's Guild, it was a big hall there and going back there was a counter, where they seemed to be doing procedures such as accepting requests. Lots of people are still showing a bump today.

"In the meantime, it's from registration."

The reception on the far right was vacant, so we head there.

"Welcome, what can I do for you?

The man in charge was a man with a stern face. When I spoke to Atar, I raised my glasses with my middle finger all the time.

"I'd like to register as an adventurer, is everything all right at this reception?

Male officials nod at Atal questions.

"Yes, I can take it here. I'll be in charge. My name is Boula. Later, get to know each other."

The male employee names himself Boula and gives him an elegant gift. Although there is no smile, the manner in which it stands is imbued with courtesy.

"Please fill out this form as you are registering"

The form given by Boula from the shelf being organised had a field to fill in the name, occupation and skills gained.

"Hey, do I have to write this all down?

"No, names will be mandatory, but professions and stunts will be optional. However, it is easy to introduce to other parties by filling this out."

Boola answers the exact information needed to answer the Atal question.

"Then... atall. Yes, now say hello"

The contents filled out on the form were name atal, no profession, no stunts. If I only had to write down my name, I would have decided that I didn't need to expose my information to others so easily.

"Ko, are you sure about this?

"Oh, nice to meet you"

Boola asks a question bewildered by unprecedented circumstances because he wrote nothing but his name, but he pulls back if he can't help saying any more to the way Atal smiles and instantly answers.

"I understand, sir. Please wait while we go through the process."

When Boula says so while fixing his deviant glasses, he moves back with the paper.

"Are you sure about that?

What Caro seemed worried to hear watching the whole thing next door was that he didn't write anything but his name.

"That's okay. I don't even want to be in someone's party, and my power is,"

"I see."

I didn't intend to put it on the record because there was nothing else with similar weapons.

Even if Atal didn't say everything when he got here, Caro was starting to understand the meaning of the word.

"Thank you for waiting. Now touch this crystal."

Coming back, Boula regained her former composure and offered her crystals and cards in front of the Ataru.

The card is on the same platform as the crystal is on, and when the atar touches the crystal, the individual recognition information flows into the card, completing the personal registration.

"This will be the Adventurer Guild Card. Please note that the first registration is free, but the reissue in case of loss will be one gold coin"

Atar receives the card while listening to the explanation and checks the back table without being particularly aware.

"Hmm, roger that. So, can you explain the guild?

"Oh, excuse me for this. Everyone who registers tried to explain the area, but they kept up because they said no more. Of course I'll explain."

According to Boola's description, the Adventurer Guild was divided into seven ranks. Starting with F, the top is S-rank. All those who registered started with F, and this was usually true when A was at the top but the country recognized merit, etc., with royal recommendations, as well as some being accredited to the S-rank through a review by the Alliance Master.

There are several types of requests. The permanent request is completed by simply bringing the requested item without bothering to accept the request. Otherwise, the request was to peel off the paper on the request board and bring it, and the content of the request was also varied.

The last one is the designation request. This was about designating trusted adventurers such as nobles, royalty, or merchants to make requests.

In addition, requests can be ranked. He said he could only take requests above one of the Adventurer ranks. This was the rule for wanting to reduce the probability of failing the request.

A supplement to the request's failure is the demotion of the rank because too many failures involve the trust of the Alliance. If there are many failures in the F-rank, it was said that the only request that can be received will be a permanent request.

"I see. That was deliberately helpful. Something I've just learned about the Adventurer Alliance."

In gratitude to Atar, Boula shakes her neck loosely to the side.

"No, many of you don't listen, and yet some of the obsession is that you haven't, so it would be appreciated if you could listen closely to the explanation"

Atal rounds his eyes to the word. He was purely surprised because he was the type to read the instructions thoroughly when buying games and machines.

"With that one, the information is important... well, good luck to you guys. I'll show you a little favor."

Speaking in a noisy voice, Atar turned his heel back to the bulletin board. Caro also keeps his head down once and then follows him. At first I thought an unusual person had come, but at the end of the day I knew he was a caring person, and with all his thoughts on his back, Boula was bowing her head deeply.