As Sir Cecilm said, adventurers don't care about language.

There are stories that you can't talk to such elegance even if you care in the first place, but there are aspects that the adventurers who compete with arm dare to do so to avoid being licked if they say it in a bad way.

Nevertheless, the ordinary adventurer side also needs to be taken into account when dealing with royalty and grand aristocracy just as well...

"That's right. I like that. Rand would love to do that."

"Ok...... ok"

I'm restless, but well, if they're telling me, is this more natural...

Nevertheless, it was two very similar people who gracefully drank the tea served. You seem to be able to show off your different identities......

"I'm sorry you've come all this way to call me."

"No, no problem... no problem"

"Ha. Thank you, but you said you came from the sky. Hey, as much as I'm proud of you."

That's a quick tip. Didn't seem like I had a chance to talk to the gatekeeper......

That's the size of it. Maybe there's some kind of magic trick in the mansion.

"Okay, quick, but let's get down to business. First of all, the dragon zombie crusade, it really helped. Thanks."

Its great nobleman, Sir Cecilm, bows his head to us.

I was reminded again if that was all I could do.

"I was going to keep a lot of money in the guild, but did you get it?

"That's already... too much"

"Ha. That's good. But I don't think that's enough."

That's too much to say......

Gillen said it too, but I guess that's all that mattered.

"I'm going to prepare anything else I want. The title, the mansion., um... my daughter, is a little young but if you want"

"No, no?!

"Oh. Uncle Borderline's daughter is still available."

"Well it would be time for those stories, hey. I'm only 7 years old. Though I really feel happier to have someone like Rand get it anyway"

Sir Cecilm peeking into my father's face.

But that was a moment, too.

I can't even think of marrying a noble daughter in the first place... I'd rather not be engaged to a 7-year-old daughter. Let's change the story.

"Before that, the title..."

"Oh. If it's arbitrary or even as far as the Viscount..."

"Viscount?!

Isn't that the kind of title that sometimes holds key positions in the country...

"Oh, good."

"Don't make it easy."

It's just, you know, if Mirmu was here, he'd rule or something... no, this guy was a lonely king. No, you can't.

"You look very rude."

That's sharp......

I managed to get back to the conversation, staring at Mirmu.

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