'Suck it up' - delicious!
A few days after the failed request 、、、、.
We told the guild that the quest had failed, and continued to deliberately fail quests that followed.
Naturally, our reputation in the guild plummeted, and we were rumoured to be the worst adventurers in the guild, including the expectations of those around us that we should have been able to reach the highest adventuring rank, S rank, if we had continued as we were. On the other hand, it is said that nameless adventurers with beastmen have been performing miracles in various parts of the country, and that this is a popular trend among the people.
Selling oil at the guild bar during the day, they notice that the story is progressing well and spend their time leisurely, under the cold gaze of the public.
Mirei and Angelica go shopping in town. Dinoj is out on an errand.
I sat in a corner of the bar.
Since then, I've gotten out of hand a few times in bars and public places, so people who know what they're doing only look at me from a distance.
Occasionally I would punish those who were rude and talked to me recklessly by going easy on them.
Ohhhhhh, I can't wait for Lurun to open.
The level of culture in this world is low, and of course drinks are never cold, only lukewarm.
Also, the quality of the water is questionable, so the only relatively safe drinks are alcoholic.
Lurung Bar
Our very own tavern.
They are said to be mainly in towns and larger cities, but there are no clear establishments.
At certain times of the day, an entrance appears so that only we can see it.
Sometimes in a corner of the town, sometimes in the alleys between shops.
There we are served whatever drinks and snacks we want.
The bartender is usually a bearded old man who works alone. He is rarely conversational.
He just polishes the glasses and serves the drinks and food ordered.
You can't spend the night in the shop, and you'll be evicted before the next day...
Or rather, the place disappears.
I dozed off and found myself sleeping in the middle of the street...
I've done it many times.
Sometimes it's so bad that I'm in the stable and covered in shit... Oops, I think someone's coming or not.
I was wondering what to drink at Lurun today when Dinoj stomped in.
He pushes his drink out without saying a word.
The envelope with a beautiful pattern on it is carefully sealed with beeswax.
Oh, it's finally here!
I hurriedly opened the seal and read the contents.
Good, good, good, good, good, good!
Dinoj sits across from me and orders the same thing I'm drinking from the waiter.
He is still sipping his drink in silence.
Then suddenly I hit him on the table with a goo.
I was unintentionally happy, but I should not be happy when I read what was in it.
It was a letter from our sponsor, Baron Paul Macartney.
The content of the letter is, of course, that the Baron has become aware of our recent activities and has urged us to come to King's Landing to explain.
This Baron is one of those scoundrels who insists that we hand over valuable items we find in the dungeons directly to him, rather than going through the guilds.
I've finally got a flag! I'd like to rejoice, but this is an ordinary bar. If you don't serve it in an indignant manner...
Dinoj seems to know what he's talking about as well, looking deliberately nervous and cringing.
Ora! Let's go!
He and Dinoj roughly throw down the money for the drinks and leave the bar. It will probably be time for the Lurun to open soon.
Where will the shops open today?
I'll probably report there, since Angelica and Mirei will be there too.
