I want to protect you in this hand.

The training center is quiet with the scene.

"Auntie."

"Hey, what's up?"

"Arsh's father died in a dungeon when he was seven."

"Oh no..."

"So did my mother, she died trying to chase after me"

……

"Then Arsh gathered vegetable scum, worked at the demolition plant, got scum meat, and worked hard to cook rice for us, who could only eat one black bread a day. Children grow up eating meat and vegetables, because hunger kills them in the dungeons."

"I..."

"Listen to Justo, too. That's how the rice we were making for us was eventually recognized by the Alliance for the Adventurer. You've heard of it, East-West Alliance breakfast and lunch."

"I know someone who takes care of me..."

"Everybody listen up! Someone in here who hasn't taken care of Ration!

……

"You're not here! They were all developed by Arsh, too! Like Ash's father, he told me to make sure there were a few fewer people dying in the dungeon!

"... ah..."

"Arsh is sweet, Arsh is not angry, Arsh hangs in on anything, but he's only 11! Don't crush it for adult convenience!

Cyril stands up holding Arsh.

Nico stands in front.

"We don't have the privilege of hanging out with the wings of the king's capital. We've seen it for three weeks, but we don't learn to send adventurers out to the dungeons hungry. Until there is a formal apology for the treatment of Arsh and Mal, Merrill's Lamb has nothing to do with the wings of the king's capital"

"No, wait..."

"Mr. Just, in the clan as it is, it is a repetition of the same thing, even if it is apologized for. Arsh will laugh and forgive. Tell me you're weird. But we don't allow the ones who don't take care of Arsh."

"What's Ash like? He beat Laska."

The young guy throws up and throws up.

"I'm telling you, me and Arsh are magicians. If you're serious, come magically."

"Mage!

"Will, don't worry, let's go."

"" "" "Three weeks, thank you for your help" ""

"Just, what have you done?

"No, I just had a funny, strong kid, so it had to be an inspiration for everyone"

"I have a lot to think about. Did you say Meryl's Lamb...... Well, it all comes after the 'surge' is over. Just, you apologize properly."

There was no way I could turn Meryl's lamb against the enemy and be safe with such proper treatment. Without Arsh's knowledge, the Glitter Chamber of Commerce moved first. Soap became harder to get. Rations are hard to come around either. Lamb pavilion is always refused full capacity. It's also cold to handle in East-West guilds. Of course, the Chamber of Commerce sales will fall, but it's a business I wouldn't have been able to do without Arsh in the first place. In time, the number of injuries began to increase. I came here and finally Clan came to apologize.

"What are you doing! There may be people out there who won't be able to come back in the dungeon, but I think I'll be happy!

"But..."

"I'm sorry. He said it was because he was a big clan, and he seemed to be enjoying it. It wasn't in vain that you guys came. I've got a fever for the young kids. Give me a year. Next summer, I think it's done right. Look, Laska, my aunt."

"Mean, sorry"

"Me too, I'll never put an adventurer in a dungeon hungry again."

"I learned too. I learned a lot about how to fight as a magician."

"Mr. Arsh, are you..."

"See, that's why Arsh is used like a good thing. No more hands on this guy."

"I'm so sorry. I don't like it, but I'm never gonna be mean anymore, so come visit me for training or anything?

"Laska......"

"The bad news is Just. Maiden, you don't understand."

"Look, this, Laska? Is that it?"

"What?"

"Ribbon. You wanted it, didn't you? The one I'm gonna do to Mal, because I had too much, I'm gonna do it to you."

"Really? Thanks!"

"" Will...... "

"What the fuck?"

"" Stick... "

"Speaking of which, Mr. Just..."

"He's been island to Old for a while. It's hard on magicians, but I don't feel like I'm punishing them anywhere I do it. Send it to the Empire..."

"Ha."

Thus the 11-year-old summer ended with him caught in the wings of the king's capital.