The people around them looked at the crank and turned their heads again.
“Also, those who call me nicer call them like this, kind giant.”
“Ah, that might be…”
The women who were listening nodded. Carrot, who was looking around, continued.
“The town is busy with troll meat. come alive It’s not even a fuss with making fire pits and getting firewood everywhere. It’s fun. So when are we going back?”
Carrot asked because time was running out of time while getting troll meat.
“It’s going to be tight now, and more than anything, I want to see how the meat is smoked in the Northern style.”
“okay. Then I’ll escort the townsfolk and get some firewood. As soon as everyone arrives, I go out on patrol and I am the only automaton that is idle.”
“Yes, please.”
Crank, who had seen the carrots off and rolled up his sleeves, helped the youngsters of the village demonstrate northern meat smoking. Seeing this, Bevel had a pleased expression.
“It would be great if a son-in-law was like that.”
The next morning, Crank said goodbye to the people to return to Argon.
“Take this.”
“What’s this?”
Carrot accepted the large sack and the village chief smiled broadly.
“It is a letter. Because Carrot taught me how to write letters, everyone can write at least, right? Saying hello to relatives. Thank you. Carrot.”
Carrot smiled triumphantly.
“Ahem!”
People smiled at Carrot. Crank looked back at Geiger and Gage.
“Please take care of the defense of the village. Don’t forget the letter.”
“All right.”
“See you again!”
Crank, who had come to the den of subdued trolls to get meat, learned of the existence of a shortcut from the villagers who accompanied him, and vomited his spirit to arrive in Argon in one day.
“and! oh my god! Came in one day! It’s almost night!”
“I thought there was an old road in the southeast of the stone mountain that was the troll’s lair. I need to talk to the guild and redraw the map.”
“That’s good.”
Before going to the studio, Crank and Carrot stopped by the guild cafeteria to have dinner after returning the wagon, where they met the people dispatched from the capital.
“Ahh! crank! Where did you go and are you now!”
“What are you doing?”
The guild’s female receptionist, Orion, grabbed Crank’s hand, and the male receptionist who followed immediately picked up Carrot and carried it away.
“Huh? Where? Where are you going?”
“An investigation team is coming from the capital! He wants to meet you two!”
“Oh, but I’m not a human.”
“Carrot is almost human here, so it doesn’t matter!”
It was being carried by the armpit like a child, but somehow Carrot felt good.
When I went up to the parlor, the guild leader was also there.
“oh! crank! Are you back now?”
“yes. Guild leader.”
“Good. say hello This is the head of the investigation team dispatched from the capital. . . . We are the adventurers you mentioned.
In the drawing room, a woman in her twenties with a pale face and sparse blonde hair was sitting at the head of the table, wearing a flashy jacket and tight-fitting pants, with an overbearing expression on her face.
“Are you an adventurer crank? Did you find that bronze door?”
“yes. That’s right.”
Crank couldn’t understand English. If it was a story of adventurers at the time of discovery, there would be a party in the ghetto, but why did we?
The blond woman turned her head to see Carrot, who had been flirting with the receptionist until then, and then slightly turned her solemn face away and tried to suppress her laughter.
Seeing her human face, the guild leader let out a short sigh.
“Manson, drop me off.”
With her legs on the floor, Carrot saw a blonde woman in the upper seat among the people sitting in the living room, lifted her skirt slightly and bent her knees.
“Nice to meet you. My name is Carrot, the Automaton of Adventurer Crank.”
Everyone looked at the two with different eyes.
“This body came here as the chief investigator of the Argon Bronze Gate, Giuseppe Iridium, who is in charge of the captain of the 1st Guards of the Royal Capital. I heard a little bit about your story. I heard that the automaton who had a private meeting with the elf elder and forced a joint investigation by threatening him was that Carrot.
Crank and Carrot looked up and down at each other, then looked ahead again.
Giuseppe opened her mouth again, then looked at her watch and shut it. An aide sitting nearby spoke instead.
“It’s late, so Her Highness wants to finish her business. Adventurer Crank and Automaton Carrot, make sure to interview them again tomorrow. The time and place will be notified again from this side.”
It was a puzzled feeling, but at the guild leader’s expression and glance, Crank nodded and left the door. Carrot, who had been following, looked back and saw a blonde woman called Her Highness resting her elbows on the cushions of the sofa, giving her an interesting look, then waved her hand when their eyes met.
Crank and Carrot immediately went down to the first floor as escorts, who were not there when they entered, were standing in front of the drawing room.
Orion, the receptionist, approached Crank anxiously as he put his hand on the wall and sighed.
“Are you okay, Crank?”
“Yes, it’s fine. Who are these people? Something about the head of the investigation… You want me to tell you?”
“He said he was a princess.”
Crank and Carrot, who had been listening, opened their eyes wide.
“wow! princess? Are you royalty? Oh my gosh!”
Crank, now holding his helmet with both hands, desperately thought about what the royal family had come to, why they pointed to Carrot, what had happened with the elf elder, and then quit.
“You must be hungry, let’s eat and think.”
“okay! hahahaha! We didn’t even kill innocent people! There is no need to be afraid!”
After hearing about tomorrow’s meeting time from the guild staff who came to the restaurant after a while, Crank returned to the guild the next day.
Carrot muttered as she walked beside Crank.
“The time is just afternoon tea time. This is my opinion, but it seems that the princess came down to the countryside on vacation using the investigation team as an excuse.”
“It seems so. If it was really a fight against the situation, I wouldn’t have finished it just because it was past business hours.”
“I’m sure he’ll be sitting in the drawing room enjoying tea time and waiting for us.”
As Carrot expected, Princess Giuseppe met them again in the guild drawing room and greeted them with an elegant teacup.
“Come on. You came on time.”
At Princess Giuseppe’s glance, a teacup was placed in front of Crank and Carrot.
Crank asked while Carrot looked down at her teacup with a strange expression.
“So, are you curious about the conversation with the elder of the Black Pine Tower?”
“yes. Automaton Carrot, I will ask you. Can you tell us about the conversation at the time? Of course, I’ve heard about the adventurers at the time, but I’d like to hear from the person responsible.”
Carrot, who had lifted the teacup and smelled the delicate scent, turned her head, and Princess Giuseppe’s expression changed to a happy one.
“Does it smell really good?”
“Yes, I see.”
Carrot opened her mouth as she recalled the memory of the time.
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“It doesn’t matter if you fire the famous magic cannon of the aerial battleship that the elves are proud of, the automaton that survived the loss of its owner will attack you as well as that aerial battleship. We don’t stop until the moment it stops working.”
Carrot lowered her glass and looked at Princess Giuseppe, blinking.
“So why don’t we get along?”
The princess, who had been engrossed in the story, lowered her glass before she knew it and clenched her fists in exclamation.
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“Oh oh! so?”
“Then Elder Philim called the person in charge of our side. The reason I acted like that was because the level of troops looked quite manageable. We had over 30 automatons alone.”
The men sitting around the princess crossed their arms and chatted a little. One person held out a paper and pen.
“In addition, can you draw a rough picture of the battleship at that time?”
Princess Giuseppe, who was happy to watch Carrot holding the pen drawing on the paper, looked at the crank, which had remained still the whole time.
“I heard from the guild leader that your helmet hides a curse, right? What curse?”
Crank’s head slowly turned to look at the princess, who was emitting innocent eyes out of curiosity. It would certainly be rude to wear a helmet in front of royalty. Crank opened his mouth as he thanked the guild leader for convincing him.
“Actually, I don’t know either. Everyone who saw my bare face went berserk.”
“is it? Take a look…!”
“Uhhhhh!”
When the muscular old gentleman cleared his throat, Princess Giuseppe gave a prickly expression. The female aide sitting next to her looked at the crank with bitter eyes.
“To be honest, I was against your admission. Didn’t you think of solving an unknown curse?”
Crank crossed his arms.
“That’s because even the priests and wizards get confused when they see my face.”
Princess Giuseppe interrupted.
“Who put that curse on you? These days, your stories are popular in the capital. New stories sell well to young girls.”
When Crank, who was silent, looked at the guild leader, the guild leader shook his head and turned away.
“Guild leader, do you have a request report from guild adventurers…?”
“…When you were young, you must have heard about the adventures of famous adventurers, right? Your stories are of great help to the guild operation.”
When the guild leader turned his head and said, Princess Giuseppe asked with a grin.
“So, who?”
“It is a witch. Witch Gorgon.”
The muscular old gentleman with his arms crossed turned his head.
“That Gorgon, the Witch of the West?”
“yes.”
“I finished drawing!”
In the middle of the story, Carrot interrupted.
The female aide who received the paper nodded.
“It is almost certain. This is the research ship Anemone of the Black Pine Tower.”
“to? research? Isn’t it a battleship?”
“It has guns for defense, but it is not a battleship. By researching this, something…”
After speaking, aide Yeo put on a thoughtful expression. Then he whispered to Princess Giuseppe.
Giuseppe nodded and said.
“I will finish the interview. Thank you for your cooperation. You can go away. Guild leader, I want to hold a meeting so that you can also leave your seat.”
“All right.”
The guild leader and Crank stood up, bowed their heads, and left the door. Crank asked while walking down the hallway on the second floor.
“Do adventure stories sell well?”
The guild leader with a grumpy expression raised both hands.
“I am sorry without a word. Adapted from adventurers’ commissioned reports and sold similarly to fairy tales. It sold well.”
Crank’s shoulders drooped. Carrot, who followed behind, asked.
“Guild leader! how about our story? Are you popular?”
“then! Rather than nonsense about beating a dragon, simple stories like yours are in demand these days. Unexpectedly.”
“I’m pretending not to know, but it will soon be discovered.”
“At that time, I should pass at least one beer at a time. hahahaha!”
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