Cotton. Coffee was served in front of me.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to stop our transport car by yourself! You must be a famous adventurer!

"No, not as famous. I was at an S-rank party not long ago, but now I'm an anonymous traveler."

A room at a certain company.

That's where we were meeting with a man we call vice president.

The beginning of the matter is that Keratops' pulling carriage was stopped.

The body was slightly scratched, but the customer was safe, the luggage was scarcely scratched, and Keratops was intact.

Someone from the carrier who heard about the disturbance led us here to talk.

So, we're both drinking coffee now.

Yeah, this coffee is delicious.

The aroma is good and the bitterness and acidity are moderate.

Similar to the taste of fine beans I used to drink.

"So what's the story?

"It's about gratuities, of course. Thank you so much for stopping the transport this time. Maybe less, but take this."

About twenty silver coins are placed on the table.

I didn't want any money to help.

But if you will, take it quickly.

Shall I feed Caede something delicious with this gold?

"Master, don't you have to ask me"

Caede beside him whispers in his ear.

She was a little freaked out because she had a lovely clear voice.

Listen? What?

It's an example letter.

"Ah."

Speaking of which, this was a shipping company.

If you're a colleague, you know what company Jonathan's president is.

"I ask you one thing, do you know a president named Jonathan?"

Then he's our president.

"Actually, I have a letter I'm keeping from Count Roane. Can you get the president?"

"Once and for all, let me confirm."

Pass the envelope to the vice president.

He checked every inch before returning it to me.

"Sounds definitely right. Okay, wait a minute."

The vice president who takes his seat leaves the room.

Sometimes this happens.

I can't believe the carriage I helped happened to belong to the carrier of interest.

I'm lucky I don't have to look for trouble anymore.

Concon.

The door was knocked and a man entered the room.

Earlier men had heads in their fuzzy shape...... very boring, but the man who came in now was a tight middle-aged man with long redhead hair and a fine mustache under his nose.

He lowers his back to the opposite couch.

"This is Jonathan Rockbell, for whom I am the president of this company. I hear you have a letter from Count Roane. Can I see it?"

"This is it."

Having received the envelope, he checks the sender and destination before cutting the seal.

Several notes came out of it.

Through his eyes he smiled slightly as to whether the content was interesting.

"Lord Thor, you seem to have done a lot of work in Einark."

"It's not as active as it is. It just happened when I did what I wanted to do."

"Huh, you're an interesting man. There's no point in the Count liking it."

"Is that it? Me, they liked it?

"This says a lot of compliments to you."

He flickers the letter with a niggered face.

I want to read what it says, but you probably won't show it to me.

But as much as I had a few conversations with Count Roane, I don't think we felt that close.

I knew I couldn't read my emotions about nobility.

Or am I just blunt?

"Good, let's do as the Count asks. What a favor, old friend."

"What's the request?

"I can't tell you here"

Hey, where can I tell you?

I don't know why.

"Sorry, give me a minute. Yeah, I'd appreciate it if you'd come back here tomorrow night."

"If that's the time, will you let me talk to you?"

To my words he says, "Let's promise."

I wonder what the hell it is.

You want me to come back in the day or something?

It's my fault, Jonathan.

I decided to come back tomorrow night, moaning inside.

By the time the night book went down, me and Kaede were coming in front of the carrier.

There's one carriage stopping there, as if waiting for us to come.

The carriage is black and subtly decorated.

It was seen as a substitute, perhaps, for the nobility to use in the night's patience.

The windows are closed and you can't peek inside.

Shit.

It was Jonathan who opened the door and came out.

"Nice to meet you. Just get in."

When I get in, he's the only one inside.

Soon the carriage began to run somewhere.

"Don't tell anyone about the place you're going to"

"Is that a bad place"

"It's not. I can't tell you anything very direct, but those of you who meet can't talk to civilians lightly. So I sneak eyes and look at them informally."

A look? No way I'm going...

The anticipation was mediocre and the carriage was headed to the palace in the deepest part of the city.

"Roane's request is to have you meet him. Detailed circumstances now make me lay low, but I never make it worse. Rather it will always be a big plus"

"I'll just listen to you for now."

Through a magnificent gate through a vast garden, parking in front of a huge building.

Jonathan goes down first, and me and Kaede go down late.

At the front door, a deacon-like young man greeted us and brought us into the palace.

"Awesome."

"It's luxurious."

The high ceiling entrance was rolling.

On the front there are stairs to spread the wings, decorated everywhere you see them.

It's not the same character as the rich people who grow up.

Even the top nobles can't own this many buildings.

I didn't know where this place was. I already had an answer.

We are put upstairs in a room and seated on the couch.

Everything is brilliant and restless.

It twitches.

I've been an adventurer and stepped on quite a few occasions, but it never happened as well as this one.

The door is opened without a foretaste, and two knights and an elderly man enter the room.

The man sits face to face, and the knight stands on both sides trying to protect him.

It was an elderly man who cut the story out.

"This is a private observation, on the face of it, the rest is not supposed to meet with your lords. Get a good understanding of it."

"Ha."

Jonathan replies briefly and lowers his head gently.

"Well, nothing else allowed me to visit tonight. Because I want you, the adventurer, to do something for me."

Hey, can I get back to you?

Jonathan, what do you think?

He nodded when he noticed my reaction.

"What do you want me to do?

"Um, actually, this king's capital is in crisis. The worse things get, the less this country will perish. I want your lord to fix it."

"The crisis in Wang Du...... I'm sorry, could you be more specific"

I don't like being around.

Tell them more clearly if you have something you want them to do.

Older men answer after putting between them.

"Well, let's get straight to it. I want you to crusade the Queen of Death Ant."

I didn't understand immediately and the reaction was delayed for about a minute.

"You want me to take down just two demons that can finally be exorcised with those tens of thousands of armies?

"Only the Queen, to be precise, defeats. I'm not asking you to take care of everything."

"But the queen is caged in the back of the nest and it turns out the same. You can do it on your own without asking me to."

…………

What, why are you shutting up?

You deserve to point your army at Des Ants.

Or is there a circumstance that you can't?

"My army is already devastated. I failed."

Flashy.

You screwed up, so you're asking me for straw.

They don't have the power to solve this on their own anymore.

Uh, somehow I see the story.

Count Roane thought I might be able to save the King's capital crisis by defeating the Demon executives. If they cannot, they must abandon the king's capital.

Death Ant is an appetizing, vicious demon who will devour in a matter of days if there is a village or city nearby.

Each one is not so strong, but the danger jumps as soon as it becomes a group.

He's at the top of the list of demons you should never get your hands on.

"First let me ask if I can or can't do it"

"... can"

"Whoa! Oh, my God!

Not only the man in front of you, but even the knight and Jonathan are astonished.

It's about Kaede who looks normal.

"If you succeed, do the title and territory! I'll give you the title of a hero!

"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in that. If you want it, it's money."

Then the inside of the room squeaks again.

Apparently they didn't expect my response.

Only the man in front of him groaned, "Well, is it gold?"

"Fine. If your lord accomplishes a brilliant request, I will pay you."

"How much will you give me out"

"300 million."

That's broken.

But it would be cheaper if it were a crisis in the King's capital.

Of course you can say no.

This story was progressed by Roane on his own.

But I don't feel comfortable overlooking people in crisis.

We'll be able to fix it. Some powers, all the more so.

Trouble, but follow your heart and take it upon yourself?

"I ask you one thing, does your lord really not want the title of hero?

"I don't like to stand out for nothing. Well, I don't mind if you don't give me a name or something."

We're done talking. We'll get up.

When I left, I heard "I hope you don't have a name" from behind.

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