Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 392

I looked around and opened the envelope to see if there was anything additional written on it, but nothing changed.

It was the same thing I had to do. Without hesitation, I tossed the letters and envelopes into the stove and finished putting on my armor. I never thought I’d be doing a performance test like this. I just think it’s really artistic timing.

“I think we should go to where Seneran is.”

There was a possibility that the armor would be damaged or destroyed, but it was suicide to endure a situation where such a situation would occur with the leather armor that I had been wearing so far, so I just wore it. It would be fortunate if he came back intact, but even if he didn’t, he would be less cursed than if he groaned and appeared in a half-assed state. Asilie was taken aback by my sudden reaction and asked.

“Why? Is something going on?”

“I think it’s certain that the demons are moving. Thanks to you, I have something to check.”

“Wait. I’ll prepare too.”

“Ah, it’s okay. I don’t want to go out and do anything grandiose. I just want to see the situation. Sister, if other people find me at home, please explain.”

It is unknown whether Seneran directly encountered the demons or wrote a story he found out through rumors. However, keywords that were only spit out in anger at the time are connected to my previous life, so the fewer people I know, the better.

Even if the target is Asilie, it is still ambiguous to say. Hearing my moderately flirtatious words, Asilie raised a questioning light.

“With the armor you just received?”

“That’s because you’ve suffered so much here and there. Always be careful. Is that what your sister told you about?”

He smiled casually and joked. Fortunately, Asilier said, ‘It’s not like that.’ He nodded his head with an expression, and immediately understood.

The armor was very comfortable thanks to Esmuer’s proper sizing. Satisfied with this, Asilie, who had been quietly watching the ax and other equipment, opened her mouth.

“What was written on it?”

“There was a request that got me close to the Gaendal Party, and it seems the demons are tracking the traces related to that incident.”

“Ah, did you say that secret request?”

“that’s right.”

It was enough to say that there. Asilie convinced me, assuming that the reason I burned the letter was related to a previous request. I felt like cheating on her, but already ‘I didn’t lie’ from the first meeting. I didn’t feel guilty because there were many facts that I had hidden in the form of.

However, I was a bit sorry that I was the one who couldn’t tell the truth yet.

“Even if something happens, I’ll just ignore it and come back, so don’t worry too much.”

So I just added one more word.

There were so many things he committed during his short life, so I didn’t really believe him, but he didn’t continue to be questioned.

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Seneran belonged to the side with no likes or dislikes for the season. It was a natural result, as the years spent shutting themselves in the lab, turning on the heating when it was cold and turning on the air conditioner when it was hot, were longer than the years when they were not.

Still, if I forcefully take out the memories of the days when I had likes and dislikes, it seems that I originally hated summer more. that has changed this time

‘Damn winter.’

The heat will go away if you rest under the shade, but in winter, if you rest just because it is cold, it will only get colder. Just today, she sniffed at the conclusion she had repeated dozens of times, and when she activated the magic tool, mana resonated and swept the surroundings.

Originally, it was a tool used to identify areas where excessive magical energy was concentrated, but now it is used as an excellent demon detector. Spiritual achievements have been minimal lately, but Seneran knew best that it wasn’t the tool’s fault.

“Looking at the slightest trace of it, I guess it’s not here either.”

Seneran grumbled disgruntledly, but the others just laughed. Everyone was tired from the seven-hour search, but no one complained.

Gin brushed off the frost on his beard and shook his head with a big laugh.

“This is a waste of money today. If we are at this level, the other friends will die.”

It was also because of Seneran that they could laugh and relax like this now. The magic tools she brought with her were all useful, and thanks to this, she became one of the few parties that achieved success among the many adventurers who ran after receiving this request. In the meantime, no one had a tough enough personality to complain that she couldn’t find a trace.

Rather, they genuinely cared about other adventurers. Specifically, I worried about the possibility that they might be mentally limited.

I don’t know if it’s because they’re rebuilding hard, but the Mandeli Port Adventurer’s Guild treated them very generously, but in return, they demanded a forced march to search outside the port for over 10 hours every day.

Considering the meals, lodging, and wages they provide, it wasn’t an unacceptable job, but after a month or so, it was exhausting. Except for the case of Gaendal Party, which had good results, there were many complaints, saying that it felt like they were being watched for nothing because the soldiers followed them under the pretext of preparing for an encounter with the demons.

The soldiers who were stuck together with the adventurers found traces even in the snowy plains or forests, and were just amazed to see the adventurers pursuing them somehow, but there was no way for the parties to know that, so as Gin said, many adventurers It was a situation where I was mentally dying.

“There’s nothing special. Since we actually found traces of the demons, wouldn’t feeling ‘dying’ be better than ‘dying away’?”

Those who do not know whether they are demon kings or just demons have become more and more proficient in eliminating their traces, and unlike at first they were able to catch their tails with traces and search magic to some extent, now they do not even feel it unless they use Seneran’s magic tools to take shortcuts. It got to the point where it was difficult to catch.

If he hadn’t run into slash-and-burn farmers hiding in the woods while chasing those faint traces, the letter he sent to Eldmia this time would have been lamenting his situation as usual. No one expected that Eldmia’s name would appear out of nowhere.

To be precise, it wasn’t Eldmia’s name. What the slash-and-burn miners recalled and said was ‘Little Edumia or something.’ because it was

Of course, there is a possibility that something unidentified called Little Edumia exists somewhere in the world, but the five people who heard the answer of the slash-and-burn people silently unified their opinions by looking at each other at the same time.

‘They seemed to be guessing the reason…’

Thinking of Eldmia, he even thought of providing money to the Gaendal party and making them keep quiet about what they heard, but it was Seneran who listened to the request.

The reason was far more common sense. When Gaendal said that it seemed to be related to a secret request he received from the adventurer’s guild in the capital, Seneran pretended not to like it and accepted it.

If it was a secret request, there was a high possibility that she would have taken some magical action, so she decided that she would not get the answer she wanted anyway, even if she inquired needlessly, and instead of digging around Eldmia for nothing, she decided to immediately deliver the information.

That was already two days ago. Normally, even a formal reply would have returned, but seeing as there was no news, he might have been on his way.

“Let’s go back to this for today. We may have to go farther tomorrow.”

“Come to think of it, was it today that you said you were having a meeting about your opinion on the new policy?”

Will they continue touring and searching around Mandeli Port or will they expand the scope of their activities through collaboration with other regions? In fact, if you repeat this for over a month, it is natural that there are no demons

, so there were many voices asking if it was normal to choose the latter.

Unfortunately for the adventurers, what they had been wandering through was only a small part of the wide area that was classified as being near the city, so it was never a matter that could be easily decided from the point of view of holding the baton.

Nevertheless, there was only one reason for going through this meeting.

Consistent testimony from adventurers that the demons are more and more cleverly erasing their traces. Seneran’s influence also played a big role. Most people living in the capital are so blinded by Seneran’s gold that they have forgotten why she started collecting money so tenaciously, but the protagonists of the Mandeli protests were different.

Seneran was the so-called big hand and authority who bought various information and tools related to the demons with overflowing gold. It was never something to be overlooked when she said that the pursuit was getting harder and harder.

“Now I really just want to go back…”

“I will. It’s a tiring quest in many ways. It’s good that a lot of money came in.”

Whether or not he received such a high evaluation, Seneran was in tears. If Eldmia had studied diligently, the teaching materials she had prepared in advance would be exhausted by now. This meant that she was ready to move on to the next experiment, so it was only natural for her to want to focus more on the fast-changing Eldmia than on the demons who had been researching for a hundred days and had no results.

‘I’m tired of this damn cold.’

Eventually, the party, who returned unanimously, moved toward the half-broken walls of Mandeli Harbor.

“Ah, it’s a dragon.”

Everyone’s eyes turned to the sky as if they had made a promise at the muttering of Ekaterina, who was still on the energetic side. Certainly, a flying dragon that hadn’t been seen since the arrival of winter was flying towards Mandeli Harbor. I don’t know if it’s because the weather is cold or what, but Rellie, who was helplessly looking at the flying dragon flying quite low, burst out laughing.

“Now, if I see a flying dragon flying that low, I think Mr. Ega will suddenly jump down.”

Those who did not participate in the orc subjugation operation, but had already heard everything from Ekatrina, burst into laughter at the same time. This time, even Seneran couldn’t help but laugh. Come to think of it, did I mention that I jumped off the flying dragon the other day to close the gate of the orcs?

Seneran took heavy steps again, thinking that he would not know where such a person came from.