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The town of Rankfurt has an upper area on the north side similar to the Royal Capital and is a district where the aristocrats and rich live. The central area is the commercial district, and the southern area, has small villages and agricultural land, it was the lower district.
That may be the reason why the south area was not particularly boisterous.
The inn that Dan and Rocky guided me towards was named the Southern Lodging Pavillion.
The Southern Lodging Pavillion is located in the lower area near the center. The accommodation rate is three silver coins. Although it is in the lower district, the security is not bad. Is it because it is near the central area?
Dan says it’s a good price for an inn of this level.
By the way, if you are looking for something cheaper, there seems to be a place that only costs several bronze coins for sleeping with a small meal of rice and a tiny portion of fish, but the environment is too bad that ordinary people don’t want to use it.
I managed to secure a private room at Southern Lodging Pavillion and eat at the bar on the first floor.
The menu is some kind of bone and meat stew and black bread. If you pay extra, you can buy meat skewers and wine. In other words, it is almost the same as the southern village. When I was in the southern village, I ate the same thing every day. It’s not bad, but I was getting tired of the monotony.
However, I know such things can’t be helped.
I know, cooking is very difficult. Unlike modern Japan, high-quality ingredients are not always available, and a stable supply of most ingredients is not always available. There are no mass-produced seasonings or ingredients like in instant or quick cook food. If they increase the menu, the cost and effort will increase. So they cannot thoughtlessly increase their menu. Also, they have to cook for a lot of people.
As a result, on that day, they settled on making a stew from the local ingredients.
If I want to eat more kinds of foods, it will be difficult unless I go to a high-class restaurant.
I sampled the stew with a wooden spoon.
The flavor of the meat, the red wine, the acidity, and the herbs like oregano. The meat was peculiar, but not bad. There is a good broth coming from the bones, which gives it a rich taste and a savory flavor that fills my mouth. It was thicker than the stew in the southern village, probably because of the flour mixed in with it.
Next, I took a piece of flat black bread and ate it.
I wondered if it was whole wheat bread without fermentation or if it was mixed with rye or other grains, but it was dry and heavy. If I ate it by itself, it would take away all the moisture in my mouth. But the smell of wheat is aromatic, so it’s not so bad.
“Tomorrow I’ll go to the Adventurer’s Guild first. We have to get the reward for subduing the El Sheep. After that, is there any place you want to see?” (Dan)
Dan asked while I was chewing the bread.
So think for a bit, while I chew on my bread.
Is it the place I want to go to in this town? Is there anything? Well, I’d like to see various things, but I’m not sure what kind of things are here, so I can’t think of what to say.
I also feel like looking for a grimoire. But I only have an aptitude for [Light Magic]. It seems that I can learn magic that I have a low aptitude in if I practice a lot—perhaps if I raise my level… However, I cannot learn any magic of other attributes in my current situation where I have not even mastered other [Life Magic] other than [Light Source].
I wondered if there might be a grimoire in the same series like [Holy Light], but thinking it through again, it’s probably impossible. If it is recognized as something common, it should be possible for the name to appear in more situations. Even the magic-related books in the library were treated as fairy tales. Even if there is a grimoire of that system somewhere, it may not be treated as a grimoire.
Oh, by the way, I could look at weapons. I feel like I need a decent melee weapon. When I was fighting El Sheep, I spent a lot of time looking behind me. At the moment, I only have [Light Ball] for long-range attacks and the recovery magic [Holy Light]. I have no variations in combat magic, and the places where I can play an active role are limited. I wish I had some support magic that could strengthen my allies. However, I currently don’t have anything like that. I want to be able to at least have a chance in melee combat.
“Then I want to look for weapons.”
When I said that, Dan started to worry.
“A blacksmith… hmm.” (Dan)
“It’s okay to go to that ‘store’ like usual.” (Rocky)
“Well, that’s right… Then, let’s go there?” (Dan)
There was some unclear dialogue between Dan and Rocky, but it seems that the shop to go was decided.
After that, we continued to talk about nothing while we eat and drink.
When we’re quite deep in the bottle, the three of us enter to move on to a more personal conversation.
“Mel belongs in a merchant house and they are already making a stable income. So even if she’s not the successor, Mel doesn’t have to leave the house and she doesn’t even have to be an adventurer. Her father doesn’t really want her to become an adventurer.” (Dan)
I was listening, thinking that it was true, Dan continued talking.
“Our house is also doing business, but we don’t have much. We, who are not the eldest son, have no choice but to leave the house. That’s why we became adventurers. Well, I could have been a disciple of another town’s master through my parents… But still, being an adventurer suits me, and this town is a good town.” (Dan)
When Dan said so, Rocky nodded, “That’s right.”
As I listened to them, I wondered if that was the case for everyone who became an adventurer in this world. But as I listened to them, something was tugging at my heart and bothering me. But I couldn’t figure out what it was, or what was causing it.
The conversation continued without understanding what it was, and the night went on with something stuck in my mind.
The next day, I get up and push through the haziness and get ready. We seem to have drunk a little too much.
When I went down to the first floor and looked into the bar, my party members weren’t there yet. It seems I was too early.
Well, we drank so much yesterday and I don’t have a clock so I can’t help it.
I just sat in the bar chair and kill some time.
The tavern wasn’t open yet, but some adventurer-looking people were asking the master to fill their canteen with alcohol.
As I waited with a sideways glance at them, Rocky walked up to me.
It looks like one of them is finally here.
I greeted him.
“Good morning.” (Rocky)
Rocky greeted back and sat down in the seat opposite mine.
And the conversation ends there.
What happens when two people who are not the type who actively starts conversations are alone?
The result is this!
“Dan is…” (Rocky)
As I was thinking that, Rocky suddenly opens his mouth.
“I’ve woken up, so I think he’ll come here soon.” (Rocky)
“That’s right! I was saved. I don’t know if how I should wake you up.”
While I was saying that, Dan came, yawning. After a while, Mel appeared with a cheerful “Good morning!”
And a new day begins.
I’ve been alone in this world for a long time, and I thought it would be nice to do something like this with others.
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