Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival-Chapter 205.3
The rest was up to Gelf’s skill, but he is going to have the hardest scales of the dragon…the reverse scales, attached to my equipment so that they would be over the core of my equipment.
“So, what did you come here today?”
“Update to Rank 5. With Melee and Magic.”
“…That’s really fast. didn’t you just register five years ago.”
It had been five and a half years since she registered me in that Barony. I belong to a peculiar category, since it usually takes a lifetime, to reach Rank 5, let alone five years.
“Well, I’ve heard about it, so I’ve already prepared it through talking to the above. I will ask you to give a light demonstration just to be certain, but you can wear this one already.”
Apparently Viro and Mary had talked it through, and she presented me with a rank 5 adventurer recognition tag that she pulled out of a wooden box.
The rank 1 tag was a copper plate, but as you move up in rank, the tag is laced with magical iron, and the rank 5 tag was made of pitch-black magical iron.
The adventurers who had been casually watching us around the room pulled faces when they saw the black recognition tag.
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At that moment, we heard a noise like a struggle in the back of the spacious guild.
“…What is that?”
“Ahhh…speaking of which, was that your first time? About six months ago, a young man who looked like a knight registered, and since he was rank 3 at such a young age, it appears that there are adventurers who will occasionally be involved with him.”
Mary frowned, and the male staff member behind her started to move.
If she was saying that he seemed like a Knight, then he could be a nobleman. Unlike in the frontier, where even a commoner could become a Knight depending on his work, in the royal capital, most of the knights were nobles.
If one were to mess with such a person, would it be an adventurer from the countryside? At that moment, amused, I saw the back of what appeared to be that person through a gap in the crowd that surrounded them.
“…I’m going to have a little look.”
“Eh! Oh, please be gentle with them!”
I vaguely remember that back figure and this presence.
The adventurers who noticed me heading that way caused the crowd to break into a chain reaction, revealing the person who was there.
I knew I was going to get tangled up in this. The red-haired young man in the background was wearing ordinary light armor, but the clothes underneath and the sword at his waist were clearly of a different rank from those of an adventurer. He was still young, so he probably looked like a rich man’s wayward son. For him to be wearing decent equipment since he was a child, he was most likely entangled with both adventurers and nobles.
The person he was tangled up with was a rank 3 adventurers like the young man… but they were adventurers I had never seen before, with a bandit-like appearance.
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The man turned his gaze as the crowd broke and gave me, who was there dressed in an attendant’s uniform, a sneering smile for a moment – and the next moment, sweat was pouring from his face.
“Ha, Ash Crowned Princess Eeeeeeeeee!”
Shouting this, the man ran out of the guild as if he had just been sat down.
…He was from the Thieves’ Guild, huh? Even without the ash colored hair, my face seemed to have become well-known.
“Miss Aria!”
The young man who was stunned by this exchange shouted and turned around when he heard my name called, and there was a familiar face.
“…Dandol-sama?”
The man was Rockwell Dandol, Clara’s older brother, who should have never been in a place like this.
