Infinite Gacha - Chapter 18

Another day comes to an end.

The night falls and the Adventurers' Guild is filled with adventurers returning from the dungeon.

Many of them have been holed up in the dungeon for a long time, so they have a strong smell.

We head for the reception line, not smelling a thing, not even a speck of dirt on our bodies.

When she notices our appearance, the dwarf receptionist, who had once stared at us in repeated confrontations over the purchase and sale of magic stones and complained quietly, "You human (inferior species) are so cocky ......," jumps out from the counter.

She welcomed me with open arms as if my previous attitude was a lie.

'Master Dirk, we are so glad to see you back safe and sound today!　Aren't you tired?　Shall I have dinner prepared?　Or would you prefer a drink?"

No, both are fine. May I ask you to settle the bill first?"

Yes!　Of course!　Thank you for the large amount of magic stones today!

After replying to the receptionist, she quickly moves to an empty counter.

Gold, carrying a bag containing a large quantity of magic stones, looks off her back and

"...... In a way, it's a pleasantly brilliant flip-flop. Just recently, they were saying, 'Human beings (inferior species)!

As for myself, I can't tolerate the use of colorful eyes on Master Dirk. ......

Gold lets out a disgusted sound, and Nemmu puffs out her cheeks.

I let out a slight giggle under my mask and headed for the counter.

I let Gold place the bag he was holding on the counter.

The receptionist mellowed as if she were in front of a gold and silver treasure.

'Haaaaah~, so many magic stones from the 5th level Yeti today too ......!　That's what I'd expect from Master Dirk and his party!　It's too good to be true!"

Why has the receptionist's attitude changed so much?

The fifth level is a snowfield, and the magical stones of the monsters living there have the ice attribute.

It is also used to cool things and to give attributes to weapons and armor. However, the supply is far less than the demand.

The dungeon levels in this city are: grassland on the first level, wilderness on the second level, swamp on the third level, jungle on the fourth level, and snowfield on the fifth level. The fifth level is a snowfield.

The jungle at the fourth level is a dense forest, where even the best of beasts with a good sense of direction can get lost.

Therefore, very few adventurers are able to reach the fifth level, the snowfield.

However, because of our "SR, flight," we were able to fly to the stairway and reach the fifth level of the snowfield, regardless of the jungle, which can make one lose one's sense of direction.

As a result, we came back with a large amount of ice magic stones in one day.

The receptionist was on her knees apologizing in front of the overwhelming supply of ice magic stones.

She appealed to us with tearful eyes.

'I am very sorry for the other day!　I will strictly instruct all guild members, including myself, not to behave in such a rude manner in the future!　Please, please, please do not change the location of our activities!　Please!　If it gets out that I said terrible things to an adventurer who brought in a large amount of ice magic stones in just one day, not only my life but the necks of every guild member in this city would be on the line!　Please make a special exception and advance my adventurer rank from a novice (F level) to a full-fledged adventurer (D level), two ranks higher!

It is not only restaurants that need ice magic stones.

Since it is needed to add the ice attribute, it is in demand for weapons and armor, and is also in great demand for research purposes.

Therefore, the supply is overwhelmingly insufficient for the demand.

Yet adventurers who bring in large quantities in a single day are looked down upon as "humans (inferior species)" and given up on, and if they are sent to other dungeons, they will be .......

It would have physically decapitated them.

Thanks to this, their adventurer ranks were raised, and when they showed up, they were literally treated as if they were not even beneath them.

Thank you!　Thank you!　I look forward to working with you again next time!"

After paying the bill, the receptionist looks at me with a passionate gaze and sends me away from the counter.

As if they were waiting for us, some adventurers greet us loudly.

We were greeted with a loud, "Good work, boys, sisters, and brothers!

Good work!"

What are you guys drinking at the bar today?

At a bar attached to the Adventurers' Guild, the Bauerschwein and his men, who had previously tangled with us, rise from their seats to greet us.

After they tangled with us, we were incapacitated. After that, Gold said, "I will teach you chivalry in person," so I left him to it.

The Bauerschwein became very polite, probably because Gold had instilled chivalry in them.

In particular, whenever they see us, whether at a bar or on the street, they call me "boy," Nemmu "miss," and Gold "big brother," and bow down to us.

Is this what Gold calls 'chivalry'?

(I have a feeling that this is different from the stories of knights I heard as a child and the "chivalry" I heard during the "Gathering of the Tribes" era. ......)

I couldn't help but tilt my head back, but they seemed satisfied, so it would be unwise to speak of it.

Gold happily addresses the Bauerschwein.

Gold, in front of the Bauerschwein, happily asks, "Lord, I'd like to have a drink with these guys, so can we part ways here tonight?"

Seriously, brother!　Well then, little boy, Miss, let's have a drink together!"

The Bauerschwein, who had looked down on me when we first met, bows his head and invites me to join him.

At his invitation, his subordinates were the first to speak up.

Hey, Miss Nemmu!　Please have a drink next to me!

Miss Holland can't drink with a stinker like you next to her!　So, by all means, sit next to me!"

"No, Miss, you're next to me.

Nemmu pushed her scarf up to her nose in disgust and rejected the invitation from her subordinates.

I don't want to talk to you.

With a single blow to the head, his subordinates drop their shoulders.

As if to change the mood, the bear-beastman slips in and proposes again.

How about you sometime, little boy?　I--I was already drinking heavily when I was your age, too, so it's no problem."

The drinking age is set at 15, but few follow the law.

However, it is well known that drinking alcohol from childhood is not good for one's health, so parents are careful not to allow their children to drink when they are too young.

Nemum interrupts this suggestion.

Don't teach Master Dirk bad games!　Master Dirk is not ready yet."

No, no, no, Miss, it's not too early. It's perfectly healthy to have a drink. Bad games are like f*cking a woman while turning your head with drugs. It feels so good that your brain explodes, but if you do it too much, your brain becomes stupid--gobble!

What kind of a man talks nonsense in front of Master Dirk?

Thank you!　Thank you very much!"

The bear-beastman is beaten and forced to stop his dialogue by Nemm.

He repeated his thanks with a bloody nose and a look of heartfelt happiness on his face.

Seeing the bear-beastman like that.

Oyabun cunning!　Ora too, please!"

Miss, me too!"

No, I'd rather you hit me than these people!"

Other beasts were also gathering around and shouting, "Please hit me.

I couldn't help but laugh under my mask at the sight.

You guys really suck. ......

I laughed, but Nemumu looked heartily disgusted and scornful at the men gathered around him, asking him to hit them.