Chapter 15

Chapter 15

15. First Request (2)

That means···.

“There might be other magical beasts too?”

Jenkinson lightly shook his head.

“Whether person, or magical beast, or if not that another variable. That one has to go to know.” “Whatever it is the requester knows right.”

What Benrik did not understand was why he chose silence while knowing.

If there is something suspicious no matter how trivial one should notify. It is something where one’s life might be in danger.

When he conveyed such thoughts Jenkinson asked back indifferently.

“Why?” “Why, it’s dangerous. Life is at stake─” “That is not the requester’s business. If handled it is good to handle at a cheap price, and even if a problem arises if one pretends not to know saying one didn’t know it is over so why should one unnecessarily bear such a burden?”

Benrik momentarily lost his words.

“Still this forest keeper gentleman is on the side with a conscience, because he left clues so that one can infer.”

Even if one informs in advance that there is a risk factor, from the requester’s position only the money that has to be paid increases.

Benrik who realized a fresh fact felt the inside of his mouth rough as if chewing sand.

It was something unimaginable in Logon Village.

Byproducts of rare magical beasts have high value.

But among the village people no one did the thing of hiding information wanting to monopolize it.

Rare magical beasts are usually strong, and if one steps forward saying one will catch such a guy alone one is likely to go to the bone.

If one dies alone it is fortunate, if one clumsily touches and the angry magical beast charges into the village?

It was an act that endangers not only one’s own life but family, further neighbors.

Because of that the hunters of the mountain range shared even trivial traces after finishing the daily work.

“Huh···.”

From the start, the humans who closed their mouths tightly and stepped forward saying they would catch alone all died.

‘City guys···.’

It was when Benrik was inwardly sighing.

“Well it is that. So, the first thing to do when receiving a request form is to think once about what method the requester can stab in the back.”

Now seeing it seems he wanted to give Benrik a sense of caution.

Clearly he is smiling but killing intent flowed in the eyes. It seemed he had been burned quite a lot.

“······Of course!”

Then as if realizing something, he adds with an oops expression.

“Here you don’t particularly have to worry. Haha- from the start the adventurer guild exists because of such things. Above all there is also no guy who tries to touch our mercenary group with a big liver in this city.”

In a situation where emphasizing only the good points of mercenary life would not be enough, the signs of having made a mistake were clear.

“It means it is good to be careful in other places. Hmm hmm!”

Adventurer guild···. He thought there would be some countermeasure. If such things happen often who would receive requests and try to handle them.

“I have been curious since last time. What is the reason Jenkinson’s mercenary group does well?”

It was like that from when coming down the mountain range.

Whenever he poured out all sorts of sweet words to seduce Benrik, stories of the sort that the position Jenkinson’s mercenary group has in Bromwood is extremely great were absolutely not omitted.

Here too there was not nothing he felt.

Being informal with the large city’s guards, moreover the person in charge of one place was also like that, and didn’t the tanner Paulo also say in passing that if Jenkinson’s mercenary group promotes the armor the effect would be amazing.

However what the reason actually is is still unknown.

Something entered Benrik’s eyes who was waiting for an answer.

‘Huh.’

Sweat beads forming on the forehead, pupils that cannot grasp the direction, even the mouth corner that is slightly convulsing as if about to fall.

It was an expression in memory.

“Is it related to Jenkinson’s father?” “Hup.”

It is the correct answer.

“As expected is it because he is a knight? Because he is a noble?” “···How did you know?”

“What?” “That that knight is our father.”

It was a question with many things implied but Benrik understood perfectly.

“At that time Jenkinson was acting so suspiciously. I asked the members.” “······Which member?”

Whether to name Hodge, Benrik pondered for a moment.

Because this morning too he was rolled like crazy at the gym so the whole body was sore.

“Anyway you would have known someday. Anyway now that is not what’s important─” “No, Benrik it is not. The leader must not be seen lightly. Absolutely must not be so.”

The thought of whether he was a person who valued authority this much came, but also the thought that to control the members like ruffians one has to be so.

“So who? The guy who told you the father story?”

Because he did not look like he had the heart to give up easily he had no choice, he stabbed Jenkinson’s reverse scale.

“Come to think of it you said when we come to the city you would introduce, why is there no news?” “Hmm, either me or that gentleman is currently out of our minds because of the high fairy kidnapping incident. As soon as the matter is resolved I will make a seat, ···what are those eyes···? It is real···?” “······.” “······.”

In the awkward silence the two people exchanged glances.

“Shall we return to the work talk?” “Yes, that would be good.”

Jenkinson who nodded naturally changed the topic.

“Anyway worrying excessively is also a problem but if one does not keep it in mind continuously it won’t do. There won’t be a big matter, but because there is such a thing as just in case. And saying out of old-woman heart, your role in this request is tracking. Not elimination. It means leave catching the magical beast to Matthew and Bram, the two people.”

Even if an unqualified grade magical beast a magical beast is a magical beast.

In a situation where the armor entrusted to Paulo’s workshop has not yet arrived he had no thought of inviting danger.

“Yes, I will.”

But as always,

─Saaa···.

Work does not only flow as planned.

***

─Saaa···.

Coolness descended on the nape of the neck.

It was the sensation Benrik felt the moment he stood at the entrance of the southern forest.

‘This··· is dangerous.’

Crisis Sense activated.

The dead Demian was saying that entering this forest is no different from finding a grave site on all fours.

The fortunate thing is that it was closer to a warning that one might get fucked rather than a notice that one will get fucked soon.

Two years since obtaining the privilege.

After verifying while crossing numerous death lines he had established his own standards.

If the fine hairs of the whole body physically stand on end it means life is certainly in danger now, and if it is vague as if about to stand or not it means life will be in danger later.

The current case was the latter.

‘What to do about this.’

As Benrik stood stock-still in place, the youth Matthew with dry blond hair asked.

“Do you need to shit?”

“No. That expression is not it. Is there something you left behind?”

The man who firmly denied was Bram,

“For reference I have, I couldn’t eat the lamb stew Lisa boiled. I couldn’t even hug. The inside and the heart are empty at the same time.”

He is combining the Bronze Badge mercenary and the pillar husband of the young madam Lisa.

“Or is the condition not good? Is it tense because it is the first request? Since it has become like this shall we go back for now?” “Is it fine? Let’s go to the game hall with hyung. If one watches the cards turning a bit and receives some tips the tension will also loosen.”

To the two people exchanging words, Benrik let out a soft sigh.

“No, let’s go.”

Saying he walked ahead. Whether some sincerity was mixed, the two people who briefly smacked their lips followed behind him.

‘Anyway···.’

Having come this far one could not say ‘the feeling is not good shall we just go back?’.

He could not reveal the existence of the privilege, and even if he revealed it is doubtful whether they would believe.

Since the possibility of a grade 1 or higher magical beast appearing in the forest right near the large city is almost none, if one pays sufficient attention and prepares it is fine.

To do so···.

There was a need to firmly grasp this side’s combat power.

“You two said you are Bronze Badge mercenaries, how long have you worked?”

Thinking carefully Benrik had never properly seen the appearances of the mercenary members except Jenkinson fighting.

At the time of the attack in the mountain range he was pouring all nerves on the Yellow-Striped Fang, and when facing Marcus and the mercenary group the fight occurred in a state where dark adaptation was not done so he did not see.

The one who opened his mouth first was Bram.

“I started work around last year, it hasn’t been long. Originally I worked as a guard of the brothel.” “Well I started about··· three, four years earlier than Bram?”

At Matthew’s continued answer Benrik was surprised.

"Didn’t you say Matthew is twenty years old?”

At that level isn’t it almost starting work at the same time as becoming an adult at sixteen?

“It should be right? Because while issuing the identity badge I also received the mercenary badge. It was a dream from young.”

In an instant Benrik lost what to say. It is a feeling of seeing a person who says laborer was the dream.

Matthew who saw the awkward expression as if hearing strange words bent his eyebrows into a figure eight.

“I don’t know how you think but mercenary work is not that bad either···. There is also a sense of reward in its own way, and one can earn as much as one worked.”

At that Bram nodded as if agreeing.

“That is the biggest. No almost everything.” “Hmm···.”

Matthew’s position is also understandable.

In this medieval fantasy world things like labor time guarantee or minimum wage do not exist.

It was a world where those who work to death and hold money to live one day overflow as much as the trees of this forest than those who earn as much as they worked.

On the other hand,

Whether a blind blade or a blind noble or a blind money magical beast.

Existences that threaten life overflow.

‘Whichever side there is no 100 percent safe work.’

Benrik who was thinking suddenly came to his senses.

‘···No, now is not the time to survey job satisfaction.’

Benrik examined the two people.

Weapons both used longswords and Matthew carries a crossbow as an auxiliary weapon at the waist.

Compared to Matthew Bram’s physique is more solid and the height is also larger.

‘Seeing the walking magical beast hunting experience seems Matthew has more···.’

There was no sound or trace in Matthew’s steps. It is not an action particularly conscious, it seemed ingrained in the body.

To not stimulate magical beasts whose sense is developed incomparably to wild animals. It was one of the basics of magical beast hunting that Benrik learned by getting hit dozens of times by Gerik.

“You two─”

It was the moment Benrik who briefly examined the two people was about to open his mouth.

─Saaaa···.

Something sticky was carried on the touching wind. The mood sinks at once.

It was magical energy.

“···You two don’t exaggerate and don’t act humble and please speak honestly.”

The two people who saw Benrik’s expression quickly lowered their postures.

“Shouting Old Tree, up to how many can you catch?”

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