Rayos returned to his physical body.
McGillis, as a Stone-class Adventurer, and Phasis, an Iron-class Adventurer, headed to the Referral Office.
He had completely forgotten to ask the guards stationed in front of the gate since morning if they could go outside.
“It’s money. Let’s earn money.”
McGillis was completely focused on earning money to go to a brothel.
“I don’t think the Referral Office will be crowded even if we hurry.”
Phasis, feeling relieved that McGillis (the monster)’s mood had somewhat calmed down, accompanied him to the Referral Office.
Yesterday, he was ordered to pay a penalty fee, and the proceeds from selling magic stones were also taken.
He prayed that McGillis would not become displeased again.
As the Referral Office came into view, he began to pray.
“Welcome to the Gallons Pay Adventurer Branch.”
“Good morning.”
Greetings from the staff flew from each counter.
McGillis inquired at the reception counter about recommended quests in town.
There were other adventurers, but they all had gloomy expressions. They were undoubtedly those who had been ordered to pay penalty fees.
“Recommended, you say?”
“Yes, that’s right, miss ♪”
“…………”
McGillis did not get caught up in the other adventurers.
He conversed with a smile on the receptionist’s face.
The recommendation was for the Merchant guild to assist the guards with transporting supplies.
“We transport heavy items too, but this is currently the highest paying quest in town!”
“I’ll take that transportation quest ♪”
“…(I’m going to carry it too)”
McGillis (the monster) is incredibly strong, shown by his absurd physical abilities. It’s true that transporting supplies would be optimal.
Moreover, he looks like a child.
(Heavy things will come my way. I’ll definitely get a break.)
Phasis, though unreasonable, headed to the Merchant guild meeting place, intending to request a break if he got tired.
There, he obtained information about shops that delivered consumable supplies to the guards.
“Welcome, welcome. What can I get for you ♪?”
“I’ve come for the supply transportation quest ♪ Where is the delivery for the soldiers (guards) ♪?”
“Tch. Yeah, yeah ♪ It’s around the back. Hey! Follow that servant boy ♪ Hurry up and leave, you’re in the customer’s way (in a low voice).”
The merchant grumbled.
McGillis, whose physical abilities were superior to ordinary people, clearly heard the remark and the sound of him clicking his tongue.
(A greedy merchant (Tanuki).)
Even though he’s not a paying customer, what’s with that attitude?
Should I cause a poltergeist tonight?
Guided by the servant boy.
“What you’ll be carrying is this pile of goods. Some of them are fragile, so please handle them carefully. You can probably get a cart from the owner.”
“You’re going to charge me, right?”
“…I cannot answer that. If you have no other questions! I will excuse myself! I have work to do—!”
The owner’s personality was read from McGillis’s question.
To think that I’m being read by a child like this.
It’s better not to get involved.
The servant boy, speaking volubly, disappeared from the scene like a gust of wind, saying he had work to do.
“Phay! Besides magic, are you hiding your general physical abilities from ordinary people…? ”
“Huh? Eh! Not at all!”
Phasis, falsely accused by the servant boy’s running, had such a suspicion cast upon him.
“That servant boy is just abnormal.”
“Is that really true? You have a criminal record, you know…”
“Uh… M-more importantly, work! ♪ We’re just standing around here not carrying anything! We won’t earn money, you know!? Come on, let’s go deliver the goods to the gate where the guards are? Huh? Oh, or should we borrow a cart from the shop ♪?”
“U-uh. ……………………………… I’ll take it as work.”
McGillis, torn between further questioning and money.
He chose money. To go to the brothel.
“Here, let’s carry it.”
“With your bare hands? I see… bare hands. You’ll definitely hurt your back.”
McGillis was holding a medium-sized wooden box that seemed a bit too much for a child to carry.
Phasis chose a medium-sized, relatively light one.
The two walked briskly to the gate with the supplies.
“Huh?”
One of the soldiers ordered to stand by behind them frowned at the sight of the two people who clearly weren’t merchants.
Thanks to adventurers, the town had been put in danger twice.
Work had become busy, and he couldn’t get much sleep today either.
“You’re adventurers, right? Don’t work in town. Work outside.”
“…Can I work outside?”
“Gulp… (Please! Don’t bother him! If you’re going to bother him, do it somewhere I’m not! If he goes berserk here… I’m definitely finished! )”
Monster hunting outside town.
McGillis had thought the guards wouldn’t permit it.
Unexpectedly, he was told to work outside.
He tried to hide his momentary urge to act out with a smile, despite his bad attitude.
“Um, first, will you take this load? May I ask where to put it?”
Phasis, seeing McGillis’s smile, decided to quickly get away from the spot, overriding the soldier’s voice.
“Hmph. Put it there quickly.”
“Ah, yes.”
“O-okay ♪”
Where the soldier bossily pointed, next to a row of wooden boxes with their lids removed.
The inside of the wooden boxes was lined with straw, and inside them were bottles containing transparent, blue, and glittering liquids, presumably healing potions.
“…Hey.”
“…Yeah.”
After placing the goods and on their way back to the shop to pick up more cargo, McGillis asked Phasis about the effects of the healing potions.
“The healing potions glow gold. It’s amazing how the liquid sparkles.”
Phasis, before being asked about him keeping quiet about adventurers being able to use magic, spoke about what he knew of healing potions.
“Can it fix broken bones and internal injuries? How much does it cost?”
“You could probably go to a brothel 40 times with the money… I think. Even silver-class adventurers have few such potent healing potions.”
McGillis liked women.
This was evident from his constant talk about wanting to go to brothels.
Recently, the word “brothel” had been stuck in his mind, causing him to instinctively relate everything to brothel prices and regret it.
He glanced to see if he could pilfer some of the remaining cargo.
Glance.
…Glance.
He nervously carried the wooden boxes back and forth, wondering if McGillis had stolen a healing potion the moment he blinked.
The larger boxes, of course, required a cart.
However, McGillis whined like a child, “I’m so tired—”.
This increased his anxiety about whether McGillis had stolen a healing potion.
(He really didn’t steal it, did he? Even though he can control plants, it didn’t look like he was controlling the wooden boxes. Please, please don’t tell me he stole it…)
He looked for the servant boy to ask for payment for the amount he had carried.
“I’ll ask the owner.”
The servant boy returned after asking the shop owner.
“This is the payment we can offer. If you agree, please sign here.”
“Glance. Ah, yes. Sign here.”
McGillis nodded his approval.
Phasis, having completed part of the work, signed the document stating he was satisfied with the amount.
If he showed this at the Referral Office counter, the promised reward would be paid.
“The supply transportation quest is complete. Here is the proof document.”
“Yes. Yes, received. Then, please take this.”
“Thank you.”
“Do you have any other business ♪?”
“Yes, I do. Monster hunting outside of town.”
“Permission from the guards? Ah, yes, you have it. My apologies.”
It was a verbal agreement, but the guards’ credibility was immense.
McGillis thought so from the exchange between Phasis and the receptionist.
And from this vantage point, the two mountains were a magnificent sight.
(I want to hold her…)
If I pay money, will it work?
Well, I’ll need a bit more height for that ♪
Phasis, intimidated by McGillis’s sudden laughter, had the receptionist process the monster subjugation quest.
He received the monster subjugation paperwork as proof and quickly headed outside.
He went to the inn to retrieve spare weapons and prepared to head to the gate.
“Hah? You want to go outside?”
The soldier who had told him to work outside was gone.
Instead, a soldier who had received standing orders blocked their way, saying “No, no.”
“Hey, do something about it (in a low voice).”
“Y-yes.”
“What are you guys muttering about…”
“What’s up?”
At that moment, one of the assistant rear commanders appeared.
He showed the monster subjugation proof from the Referral Office.
“It’s from the Referral Office… it’s real. Hey.”
“Yes.”
At the assistant commander’s word, they were allowed to pass.
The soldier, told by his superior, resentfully guided them outside of town.
“Don’t bring any monsters back! Go on, get out of here!”
