236 Lesson 235

"I knew it, Atal. You're Mr. Caro.... Hmm, could you come over here for a second?"

Atal and Caro face each other for a moment and then follow silently to Bertram, who is already in motion in an atmosphere without being asked to say yes or no. I told Balkias to make a big deal out of it.

At the same time, Atal did not think it was a good idea to defy Bertram because this hosting was Bertram.

"Please, call me."

Pushing down the hallway to the back, Bertram's private room - that is, when he arrives in the Guildmaster Room - with a serious look he urges Atarcaro to sit on the couch.

"Oh... so why did you call us into a room like this?

Caro is also sneering at the calm Atal inquiry.

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't have to explain anything. Frankly, you've defeated the Giganto Demon, haven't you?

Give that question a look of surprise to both Atal and Caro.

"Is it still true? As I said earlier, I am Bertram, the Alliance Master. Other city guild masters use their own magic props to get in touch with them. Franphilia, you've heard of this name before, haven't you?

A defensive battle where the Atals fought massive demons before.

It was the city's guild master, Franphilia, who was in command at that time.

Now in the brains of the Athals there was a figure of Franphilia winking with a luscious grin.

"I see, you were listening to me from Francilia at that time"

"That's what I'm talking about"

Bertram, who nodded loudly at Atal's words speaking in a convincing manner, affirms.

"Um, I know you were asking about us from Mr. Francilia, but why did you bother calling...?

Caro, with his ears slightly dripping, seemed a little wary about Bertram.

I found out that the Alliance cards share information, and yet the Alliance Masters talk to each other, but they still don't know why their lower ranks are called to the Masters.

"I'm sorry, you didn't tell me that. - Atal, your rank is B, right? Mr. Caro is under it. Then you may be insulted by your surroundings. But when it comes to strength, I think you're probably better than the adventurers down there."

Bertram doesn't just talk about Francilia's information, he also seems to be convinced of something. He is putting his face on his hand, which he put together with a serious look.

"... why would you think that?

Bertram takes off something like his right eye contact lens when he smiles at Atal's question.

"My right eye is the devil's eye, and I can see the aura that he has. However, I am tired when it is always active, so I used it after I heard your names... your aura was out of step."

Bertram laughs as he fingers the tongue and the eye area as the evidence is in his own eyes.

"Oh, that's a handy eye. So, what the hell are you doing with us that might be insulted?

Atal seemed to want to hear more about what lay ahead than we measured our strength.

"Yeah, well, that's what we talked about sideways. As far as I'm concerned, I want you to act as the main force. If we were to deal with dragons, we wouldn't even be able to do damage without considerable strength - that's what you guys are like"

Most of the adventurers participating have crossed the A-rank, but we still don't know how many adventurers can fight dragons properly.

Then it was Bertram's idea to ensure that he had a definite fighting power.

"We're going to have this operation, basically form a single group on a party-by-party basis, or multiple parties, and we're going to have them fight one by one. But you guys are more free to fight, aren't you? Then I'm going to tolerate it. I want you to move freely and get results."

Bertram had bought Ataru's strength enough to see him fight freely, even if he couldn't show strength in the boundaries of the way we fought.

"- Okay. It's true that my style of combat is not so much about us... as about living in a group. So if you'd let me do it freely, I'd appreciate it as this one."

"Yes! The front line will fight with me and you, Bal. Master Atal needs backup and long-range attack!

Caro, smiling and nodding, understood his role and was now inflating the image of the battle.

"This is reliable. Then let's go back downstairs. I'm sure the process is almost over."

Because we talked, when the line goes back down, the Ataru and the others gather their gaze because they are with the Alliance Master.

"- Guildmaster, ladies and gentlemen, the process is complete. You can leave at any time."

The adventurers nod with a temperamental look at the receptionist's words as if they were reminiscent of the secretary.

But some of the adventurers had a surprising look at the attals.

"Thanks, guys. You who have gathered here are strong men of arms and heart. Ahead of us, a vicious creature called the dragon species awaits us. But I believe you can win a fierce battle. Guys... get back safely and have a drink!

Inspired by the speech-style guild master's words, the adventurers smell as they dawn! I raise my voice all the time and get tempered.

There's a gaze in it that I've been watching the Atals for a while now.

Those were the adventurers with the surprised look on their face earlier.

Approximately the exuberant adventurers, they approach the Atar.

And he held his hand forcefully on Atal's shoulder, which was a few steps away from the noise.

"Hey, you were with the Alliance Master earlier, weren't you?

Atal sighs when he sends his gaze to his hands placed with a blaming tone.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but get those hands off me. Answer the question - yes."

The temples of the adventurers with their hands move pickly at the reaction of a firm claw.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Besides, what the hell were you talking to the Alliance Master about?

Pickly moved, but again thinking it was bad that he suddenly put his hands down, the man raises questions about Atal. The tone was imbued with the atmosphere of not allowing the right answers.

"Whatever, I didn't tell you anything so special... good luck with the next fight with the dragon, as much as they told you something like that. See?"

"Yes, we're talking about Mr. Atal."

When Atal waves to Caro while showing her a reminding look, she affirms the word with a flutter and cheeky grin.

"... you can't just bother telling me that! You guys even made some kind of deal! Get more rewards, or don't place them on the front line!

Even though Atal didn't say anything special about this, the man who rounded the speculation was suddenly angry and staring at Atal and Caro so that the adventurers who were with him could also stick together.

"- Hey! What the hell are you fussing about!

It was the Alliance Master who heard the noise and showed up there in a hurry. I raised my voice to blame myself for realizing that I was involved with the attals I was eyeing.

To that voice, the exuberance of earlier zealous surroundings showed calm, and now there was some gathering of sights around him to the man who was raising his angry voice.