A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

He had finally found that guy, and he absolutely couldn't let him slip away from him.

"Suspicious person, please sit down." A gun was pressed against Latis's head, and as the safety was pulled back, a cold female voice rang out.

"And don't look through that door behind the colonel, or I'll think you're trying to escape." The speaker was Alice.

Alice didn't wear a ponytail today; instead, she let her hair fall loose over her shoulders.

Her hair wasn't particularly long, so it didn't get in the way when it was down.

"..." Latis obediently sat down.

Well, he was intimidated by Alice's imposing presence.

For some reason, I always feel a sense of dread about this woman.

It was like they'd swallowed gunpowder.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Actually, I often accidentally fire my gun." Alice pulled the safety and put the gun away.

"I was worried I might accidentally shoot you."

“!!??” Latis broke out in a cold sweat.

If he wasn't mistaken, that was a magic gun, the kind that could kill someone with a single shot.

Is the Empire's management of accidental fire really that lax?

Accidental discharge can be fatal.

"Captain Alice, don't do such dangerous things next time." Eric patted his chest, letting out a sigh of relief.

Others are just suspicious individuals, not necessarily heinous criminals. It wouldn't be a good thing if they were shot dead.

Killing people indiscriminately does nothing to improve public order.

"I'm sorry, but I've been transferred around with you, Colonel, and I've developed a bad temper," Alice said without any apology.

"And I don't have time to paint or eat anymore, I want to kill someone."

“This is more than just being irritable.” Eric was covered in sweat.

"..." Alice placed her hand on the gun handle again without saying a word.

"Ahem, your name is Latis, right?" Eric coughed a few times and called out to Latis.

"Yes..." For some reason, after being pointed at with a gun by Alice, he completely chickened out.

"Ahem, that was an accident. We've never had a misfire before," Eric explained.

"Um, um..." Latis glanced at Alice behind him and quickly replied.

"Then let's continue."

"Do you have any identification?" Eric twirled his pen, demanding something from Latis that could prove his identity.

“Yes.” Latis nodded.

"However, among the things you confiscated."

“You must have taken one of the craftsman certificates,” Latis said, head bowed.

"Send someone to check it out," Eric shouted to a guard.

Call her Alice? Don't be ridiculous, Eric still wants to go out for ice cream after get off work tonight.

After a while, the guard jogged over and handed Eric a small notebook.

"It seems you really are a craftsman," Eric said, putting down his notebook with a hint of surprise.

"I thought you were some kind of assassin or thief."

"..." Latis was speechless for a moment.

“It doesn’t look like a fake.” Eric closed the notebook and tossed it to Latis.

"I am a traveling craftsman who can make everything from music boxes to goblins." Latis put his certificate into his pocket.

There's nowhere else to put this notebook except in my pocket.

“Alright, then we’ll release them for now.” Eric narrowed his eyes.

"Hmph, I've already said it, I'm not a suspicious person."

“No, no, no, you’re still a suspect,” Eric corrected Latis.

"Anyway, take him out and return his things to the rightful owner," Eric yawned and waved to the guards.

"Understood!" The guard saluted and then led Latis out of the room.

Latis was also eager to leave this wretched place; the interrogation room was hardly a comfortable hotel room.

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“Colonel Eric, isn’t that guy still quite suspicious?” Alice glanced at Eric.

After the guards left, Eric unceremoniously put his legs on the table.

"Yes, of course it's suspicious."

“But that guy was pretty stupid, wearing those clothes in broad daylight.” Eric shrugged.

“But since he has a legitimate identity, we have no reason to detain him.”

"Let's put it aside for now." Inside the Adventurers' Guild, Bray was looking around.

"Mr. Bray, I thought you wouldn't be coming to the Adventurers' Guild again." The receptionist at the Royal Capital Adventurers' Guild was quite surprised to see Bray there.

"I'm an adventurer, after all. Why would I stop coming to the guild?" Bray was exasperated.

"Since Mr. Bray hasn't been to the union for a long time, I thought you had made a lot of money and then quit," the receptionist said with a smile.

"I even thought you were dead before, but I recently heard that the 'Demon Hunter' has returned to the capital, which is a bit of a relief."

"..." Bray was speechless for a moment. It wasn't right to assume someone was dead so easily.

"So, Mr. Bray, are you here to ask for a commission?"

“Hmm.” Bray nodded; he felt he needed to get to work.

Although his current savings are not insufficient, Bray feels that he is going to become useless if he continues like this.

Feeling increasingly颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it conveys a sense of listlessness, apathy, and apathy), I need to do something.

But he didn't want a job like Nickboras's that could kill people, so he came to the Adventurers' Guild.

In any case, the Adventurers' Guild's quests can't be more dangerous than Nickbolas's.

"So, are you looking for some old cases?" Because Bray always looked for those old cases, the receptionist mistakenly thought that Bray was doing the same thing this time.

"No need, just pick any one."

“One that’s not so dangerous.” As he spoke, Bray glanced at the sign with his right eye.

"There's almost no job for an adventurer that isn't dangerous, Mr. Bray," the receptionist said.

Adventurers are in a profession where they risk their lives for a living. Although it's a little better than being a mercenary who fights day and night, some of their quests are even more dangerous than those of mercenaries.

For example, defeating those S-rank monsters is a rather dangerous mission.

Of course, the receptionist knew that Bray was qualified to become an S-class adventurer, but he just didn't want the hassle.

“I know that,” Bray nodded; he naturally knew that.

However, even if he were to fight an S-class monster, it would be easier than facing the "Alliance of the Gods".

Even if we were to encounter a "coalition of the gods," it wouldn't be a big deal. The important thing is to avoid running into Jonathan.

"What is this request?" Bray noticed a highlighted request.

"Ah, this is a rather popular request, but not everyone can be selected," the receptionist said.

“A famous songstress from the capital is going on tour recently, so she needs a lot of guards.”

"There will be personal bodyguards, as well as bodyguards to protect the venue," the receptionist explained the details of the engagement very diligently.

She meticulously explained the quest to each adventurer, demonstrating her professionalism.

"Close protection is out of the question..." Bray muttered, finding it difficult to personally protect someone.

After all, fighting and protecting someone are very different things.

"I'll try to take on the security at that venue."

"Oh, I thought Mr. Bray would choose a bodyguard." The young lady covered her mouth, looking at Bray with a surprised expression.

"Ah...why choose such a troublesome job?" Bray looked at the young lady with a puzzled expression.

No matter how you look at it, being a bodyguard must be an incredibly troublesome job.

"Because Eors is a very beautiful young woman, but her personal bodyguard is the dream of many men." The young woman clasped her hands together, lost in her own thoughts.

That's right, this receptionist is a fan of Eorz.

“Really?” Bray pursed his lips; that’s exactly why he found it troublesome.

"Male adventurers choose this quest to become bodyguards."

Those who are not selected will be assigned as security guards at the venue.

“No adventurer chose to be a venue guard from the start.” As she spoke, the receptionist glanced at Bray, this oddball.

Mr. Bray is a strange man; he has no interest in great beauties.

"Well, in other words, as long as you're selecting venue security personnel, you're basically guaranteed a spot, right?"

"That's not entirely true, because the number of people is indeed very large."

"There are now 10 adventurers who are A-rank just like you, Mr. Bray."

"Wow, A-rank adventurers are really worthless." Bray looked surprised.

"It's all because of Aeolus's fame and beauty."

"But none of these are the main points. The most important thing is her singing voice."

"It's so beautiful."

“Okay.” Bray couldn’t understand the receptionist’s fangirl behavior.

"I'll sign up three people first," Bray said, pulling out three adventurer nameplates from his person.

His, Naruko's, and finally Levy's.

That's right, Levy already has an adventurer's badge! Here's a quick emoticon for Levy back home 0V0.

You should know that during the last rebellion of the Empire, Levy rose to the position of vice-captain, so being an adventurer couldn't be easier.

Although Levy is currently a D-rank adventurer, with Bray by her side, taking on this escort mission shouldn't be a problem.

As for Naruko, that girl is already a B-rank, so there's no need to worry about her.

"Three, please." The receptionist took the three nameplates and then began logging in the information.

"Then please come back in three days, and you will know the result then."

"Personally, I really hope Mr. Bray will be selected." The receptionist quickly returned the nameplate to Bray.

"Huh?" Bray didn't know why she had such high expectations of him.

"Because you see, once a 'Demon Hunter' completes a legitimate quest like this, everyone's opinion of you will change drastically," the receptionist said with a smile, secretly pointing to a circle of people from the Adventurers' Guild.

"People often sneak peeks at you."

"..." Bray's expression began to stiffen.

"But don't worry, everyone knows that Mr. Bray isn't a bad guy."

"Really?" Bray sighed. It was not uncommon for him to be regarded as a villain, and he couldn't accept being told that his image in everyone's eyes had improved.

"Yes, occasionally people will discuss what the 'Demon Hunters' killed that day."

"..."

"See you in three days," the receptionist waved to Bray.

"Thank you," Bray said, and then slipped away from the Adventurers' Guild.

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