693 691 Surveillance continuation (1/2)

We sent Caitley to the Mansion. We came to the Adventurers Guild. Naturally, to report on the Sibulas.

When you enter the Alliance, the adventurers around you make a scene.

Fran is a celebrity in this city.

Adventurers don't really get the story of the bard like Caitley does, but many remember his role in last year's militant tournament.

In fact, walking in towns and such was sometimes seen with admiration by adventurers who were not beasts.

”Oh? It's not Fran!

”Elsa.”

It was Elsa, a rank B adventurer, who welcomed Fran in the Adventurer's Guild.

”Long time no see!

”Mm. Long time no see”

It's as powerful as ever. I was going to get a little used to this Han woman at the previous militant tournament, but I'm still surprised to see her after a long time.

Mr.Mukimkionee, a red afro, comes close with his body twisting in his inner crotch. Contrary to me wanting to escape, Fran is smiling and saying hello.

”Are you going to be in the tournament again this year?

Of course.

”I'm glad to hear that! Anyway, it's unlikely that I'll be able to compete in first and second place last year.”

”Really?

To Elsa's words, Fran hears back unfortunately. Nodding Elsa looks too bad.

”That's right! Well, I'm an adventurer, and I can't help but prioritize the request... I'm glad Fran's here.”

Amanda must have restraint on the Reids kingdom, and I wonder if Falund is still the king's capital? Or maybe I'm in the process of doing something about the request against Reids.

Could this be a chance to win? Fran will be sorry, but his rivals are down all at once.

There are no Beast Kings this year, and there may not be an appearance of the Rank A adventurers who fought hard last year. That being the case, no one stronger than Fran seemed to be.

As a likely rival, would it be Corberto and Fermus? Must be a strong enemy, but Fran has already beaten them. If Fran had grown even more after a year since then, the formula would still be high to win this time.

Well, I don't know if I'm going to compete when it comes to Fermus. Last year, Diaz asked me to do something special.

Also, the strong ones I've met since coming to this city would be Diaz and Sibula. But Diaz is the guild master, and Sibula is Reids' spy (tentative).

It seemed unlimited that they would compete. There's a chance that a strong man will show up who hasn't seen it yet, but there won't be anything like a Rank A adventurer hissing around like last year.

”Can I help you with your guild today? Or did you come to see me?

”No.”

”Oh, yes...”

”Diaz has a report. I was gonna go see Elsa later.”

”Oh! It is!

Fran, bad boy! It's an advanced technique that drops and raises. Elsa is kneading her body with a delightful face.

”Gilmouth would be up there. But it's been weird since yesterday.”

That's what Elsa said and blurred. This is definitely our fault.

”... were you angry?

Fran asks terribly, but Elsa shook her neck to the side with a bitter smile.

”It doesn't feel like I'm mad at you. I just mean, the sky above? Feels like you haven't got a job at all? Now, walk around the room in a strange roar, like a beast in a cage.”

”I see.”

Sure, he doesn't seem angry, but he's sure he's worried about something.

”Could Gilmouth be weird, has anything to do with Fran?

”Mmm.”