Chapter11,Part1
Eccentric Adventurers [Part 1]
“Mom, I found money under my pillow again.”
“Oh, my.”
Maia showed up early in the morning in her nightgown, and her mother, iya, responded to her with wide-eyed amazent. As a mother and maid in the service of the frontier count’s family, she thought about scolding her daughter, but now there was sothing more important that she needed to check.
“Did they leave it again?”
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“Yeah, look at this!”
Maia proudly showed her mother the small gold coin she held in her fingers.
For the past week, money had been discovered under Maia’s pillow every few days, and this was the third ti. The previous two tis, it had been a few silver coins, but it was small gold coins this ti.
A small gold coin was not a large amount of money, but it was not a small amount either. It was more than Maia’s monthly salary as a 10-year-old apprentice maid.
“I’m sure the spirits gave it to you, Maia.” (iya)
“Oh, the spirits, huh…. But it would be nice to think that an ancestor probably did it for Carol.” (Maia)
The current nobles were bad, but the previous generations who retired to this mansion typically employed even beastn in the estate. But when the royal family of Caenista married into the family, they stopped hiring subhuman servants, and there were rumors that his wife had a hand in his early retirent and his premature death.
The lord was trusted even by the subhumans, so he must have taken pity on her, a half-elf, from the other side of the world, just as he left Carol that silver coin.:That’s how the mother and child decided to interpret it.
“Predecessors, we will surely protect Carol, so please watch over her.”
“Thank you, Spirit!”
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“Hi, you must be the [Rose Witch] I’ve heard so much about. Would you mind listening to us for a minute?” (blond-haired adventurer)
“No.” (Carol)
After quickly declining the invitation of the flamboyant, blond-haired, silver-plated, armor-clad brother who looked like a pickup artist, I slipped past him and headed for the purchase window.
“Thomas-san, I picked up so herbs.” (Carol)
“Oh, Kesera grass. We haven’t had many deliveries lately, so I’ll pay you a lot for it.” (Thomas)
“It’s not called herb C.” (Carol)
“…It doesn’t have such a simple na, but where did it grow? There is a colony nearby that a demon wolf has recently attacked–” (Thomas)
“Hey, wait a minute, honey.” (blond hair adventurer)
I was having a business eting with the receptionist uncle: brother figure when that shiny silver blond-haired brother called out to again as if to interrupt.
I didn’t like pick-ups. I was a quiet person with long black hair in my previous life, so I had never had any stalkers in my life, but that doesn’t an I am used to dealing with them.
“Would you just listen to for now? I don’t think it’s a bad proposition for you, either.” (blond hair adventurer)
“I’ve been told not to follow strangers.” (Carol)
That’s what my teacher at school told . I was especially reminded not to many tis.
“It’s not that long of a story. Look, I’ve got a buddy over there at the table, and it won’t take long, okay?” (blond hair adventurer)
I glanced at the table and saw a warrior-like human male, a sorceress-like human female, and a bandit-like feline beast girl.
The beastman girl was cute at a glance, with animal-ears, but she was very hairy.
It was infrequent to see a woman in the Adventurers’ Guild. I was certainly relieved to see a girl there, but I was also curious about seeing a female adventurer for the first ti.
“…If only for a little while.” (Carol)
“Oh, great. Then let introduce you to my friends.” (blond hair adventurer)
I follow the relieved Shiny Silver brother to that table after handing over the rest of the Kesera grass to be assessed for the ti being.
As I walked, even though it was in the middle of the night, the young adventurers, who are becoming more and more nurous these days, were always keeping their stances low and following with their eyes.
“Well, let introduce you. The burly warrior over here is Kenneth. The pretty lady is Marie, the sorceress, and this is Helga, the ranger.” (blond hair adventurer)
“Nice to et you.” (Kenneth)
“Nice to et you, I’m Marie.” (Marie)
“…” (Helga)
For so reason, the Beast Girl glared at . Also, there were rangers instead of thieves in this world, which was the norm compared to thieves in the VRMMORPG, known for their [Thief Skills].
“And I’m Jimmy the Free Knight, and this is [Rose Witch]. What’s your na?” (Jimmy / blond hair adventurer)
A free knight…you an a self-proclaid knight. That’s fine, but…
“…By the way, what is this [Rose Witch]?” (Carol)
It reminds of [Witch of the Velvet Rose Silk], a ‘painful’ nickna I have from my VRMMORPG days, so please stop calling that.
“Everyone calls you that, though, right?” (Jimmy)
“Everyone…?” (Carol)
I looked around, and several people blithely turned their heads away. I morized their faces.
Bam!!!
“I disagree!!! We’ve managed just fine on our own so far, you know!” (Helga)
Helga, a feline beastman who stood up to slam the table, then suddenly shouted.
“What is the aning of this?” (Carol)
“Helga, calm down. We wanted to invite you to join our party.” (Jimmy)
“A person who looks so mature and dressed in a skimpy outfit trying to lure n like that isn’t a decent person anyway.” (Helga)
“I don’t need you to tell that.” (Carol)
Helga was probably in her late teens. You would be more embarrassed wearing light clothes and having (hairy) thighs sticking out of your hot pants, no?
“What nonsense” (Helga)
“Oh, co on, Helga, calm down.” (Marie)
Marie, a woman in her mid-twenties, turned her attention to , calming Helga, who was in a rage.
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