313 Lesson 299: Dust

When I went to the Adventurer Guild, I heard a message from Mr. Ugor from the receptionist at the desk.

Everything is too busy right now to let go, so I'm sorry, but I wanted you to go directly to the warehouse.

I'm a little sorry because I'm part of the busy cause.

In the meantime, I headed directly to the warehouse, as the message said.

Speaking to the official in charge of demolition, whom I had seen several times, the conversation soon became clear.

"I've heard from the deputy guild master. We were talking about removing the meat yourself, so we keep it in the refrigerator."

Head to the refrigerator with guidance from the staff.

I've been in the refrigerator a couple of times because of the dragon meat pickup, etc., and it was filled with hiatus air.

"So this is 2x Wyburn, 2x Wild Bison, 3x Golden Sheep, 7x Blue Bull, 1x Giant Turkey,"

I received the meat from the staff and stored it in the item box one after the other.

"The cost of the purchase is also kept by the Deputy Alliance Master, so please come this way."

Get out of the refrigerator and follow after the staff.

"So here's the purchase price"

Two small hemp bags were placed on the workbench.

"First of all, I'm more of a drop of Aveling dungeon, but Venom Tarantula's poison bag x 92 has 644 gold coins and a special individual poison bag..."

An official explained the breakdown of the drops in Aveling's dungeon.

3098 gold coins in total.

That's a lot of money, but I'm not surprised now.

This is followed by the cost of non-meat purchases such as Wyburn and Wild Bison.

"1120 gold coins in Wyburn x 2, 40 gold coins in Wild Bison x 2, next.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... That's 4349 gold coins combined with the cost of buying a dungeon drop. So here it is, 43 white coins and 49 gold coins."

That's what the official said referring to the small hemp bag with white gold coins and gold coins on the workbench.

"A message from the Deputy Guildmaster that we will pay with white and gold coins because we did not have a large gold coin with us."

Yes, yes, I'm perfectly fine.

I haven't even used white or large gold coins.

When I tried to get the money back, an official just called me off.

"Oh, yeah, wait a minute."

An official brought something on the run.

"The deputy guild master told me to give this to Mr. Mukoda."

That said, he was given a basket of red dragon (red dragon) meat and pound cake that I gave Mr. Ugor during this time.

Guess what?

When I left the Adventurer's Guild, I opened it and saw that there were two letters inside and a pot just big enough to sup into the basket.

Looking at the letter, one was from Mr. Ugor's wife, Tirza, and the other was from your son, Mikhail, and your daughter, Milana.

“My name is Tirza and I'm Ugor's wife.

Thank you for the meat of a very precious dragon.

We had a delicious family meal.

Sweet treat, very, very tasty.

As a heartfelt gratitude, please accept my made dried fruit. ”

“Thanks for the yummy smell.

Thanks for the yummy freak, too.

Miraya. "

Apparently the dragon meat and pound cake were delightful.

I wonder what's the same thing about this lady not having eyes for something sweet, looks like Mr. Tilza was particularly pleased with the pound cake.

I can also see that Mikhail wrote a letter from you and Mirana trying so hard to convey her feelings with an obnoxious letter.

Especially since Mirana can barely read her handwriting, I wonder if she's just starting to learn the handwriting.

I'm glad to hear something like this.

When I opened the lid of the kettle, Mr. Tirza had all sorts of dried fruits made by hand that were dodgy packed.

I'll try one.

Rustic gentle sweetness spread over the mouth.

Read the letter back again and dust it.

"Lord, what are you nibbling at?

Fell......

What's a nigga, because people are soaking up a good mood?

Ha, well, okay.

"Come on, let's go home and eat."

"Umm."

"Rice."

"Rice ~"