Entering the town, Roland drove lightly and went straight to the station of the Sealed Sword Mercenary Group.

The garrison of the Sealed Sword Mercenary Regiment is a little larger than before leaving. Originally, several buildings next to it seem to have been demolished. Roland was in a relaxed mood and looked around at the station as he walked.

The adventurers guarding the gate of the garrison stopped Roland.

"This is the station of the Sealed Sword Mercenary Group, and no idle people are allowed to enter." The two little warriors said politely and politely. In the face of a respectable mage, the two of them from a small town naturally did not speak wildly.

“······” Roland scratched his head and stared at the two unfamiliar little mercenaries, not knowing what to say for a while. I want to say that when I sealed the sword mercenary group, you two were still playing with mud, do you believe it?

"Little Roland!" Suddenly, the familiar loud voice in his ears broke Roland's embarrassment. Roland looked forward, and Uncle Mars was excitedly walking towards him with a huge shield.

"Uncle Maas!" Roland greeted happily.

"You're finally back, and everyone misses you." Maas walked in front of him, compared the size of Rowland, and said in surprise: "I haven't seen you for three months, but I've grown a lot taller." ”

Growing taller? Roland blinked blankly. Originally, I was alone in the dark mountains, and I didn't feel anything. It wasn't until now, standing in front of Maas, that he realized. Uncle Mars was tall and big, and he was probably a head lower than Uncle Mars, but now standing in front of Maas, it seemed that he was almost up to his nose.

It seems to have grown a lot. Roland thought happily.

Next, Maas reveals the original nature of fragmented thoughts. Standing at the door and pulling Roland to babble for a while, little Roland had to stand aside with a crying face and accompany Maas.

After a while, the shield warrior reacted: "What are we doing standing in the doorway, Austin mentioned you just now." Let's go, hurry up and meet them. ”

Maas didn't care about the two little mercenaries guarding the door, and pulled Roland into the station, leaving the two little mercenaries to look at each other. After a long time, one of them said cautiously: "That mage is Young Master Roland?" ”

"yes." The other looked dazed.

The two of them remembered that they had recklessly stopped the mage just now, but fortunately they didn't do anything arrogant, and they couldn't help but shudder with joy.

When Maas dragged Roland into the mercenary group's council hall, Austin was discussing with Clynn and Oron about going out hunting. The mercenary group, which came to the mainland in spring and rested for three months, couldn't wait to start a new round of hunting and fight for their wealth.

"Klin, you are responsible for dispatching the number of mercenary groups to hunt and the number of people stationed in the station!"

"Hmm"

"Oren, you go to the city of Kraze. Our mercenary group lacks some essential potions, so Kling has made a list for you, and you can go to Kraze City to buy them. ”

"Hmm."

Austin sat at the head of the hall, he thought for a moment and added, "You were able to advance to the Silver Rank, thanks to the Great Holy Light Technique of His Excellency the Great Holy Light Priest of Wren at that time. This time you go to the city of Kraze, remember to visit the Archpriest of Rennes. The mercenary group gave another thousand gold coins to the Divine Temple, which can be regarded as repaying this favor. ”

"Uncle Oron has advanced to silver?" As soon as Roland entered the hall, he couldn't help but be surprised when he heard Austin mention that Oron had been promoted to a silver-tier assassin.

The voice immediately attracted the crowd who were deliberating, and everyone turned their eyes to Roland.

"Uncle Austin, Uncle Clin, Uncle Oren······" In front of everyone's eyes, Roland scratched his head a little stiffly, and greeted them one by one with a smirk.

"Grown up ······" Austin looked at this handsome young man who had changed significantly after being away for three months, and sighed with emotion.

Roland, who used to be shy and a little timid, now looks, although he still smirks, but he still sees the calmness after the wind and rain in the obviously tall man, in the face that has begun to have a contour, and in the shallow beard that has grown.

In the following time, Roland told the people of Austin about the experience of the past three months, from tempering his will to kill the Wind Tiger, being promoted to the second rank, to exploring the ancient castle, to joining Caen, entering the magic ruins, and finally what he saw and heard in the town of the Wind Whisperer. In the meantime, the specific harvest of the castle was passed by Roland, and there was no much mention.

When Austin heard about the Pegasus Mercenary Group and the Wolf Slayer Mercenary Group, he smiled and said: "When I traveled to the town of the Wind Whisperer, I also met the leader of the Pegasus Mercenary Group, Omede, who was only a first-level mercenary group at that time, and Omad was just a black iron rank seventh-grade warrior, but now I didn't expect it to be a silver-tier warrior." ”

In the evening, Austin celebrates Roland's return with a big bonfire.

At the party, the two little mercenaries that Roland met at the door cautiously approached him. Roland waved his hand to show that he didn't care, and the two of them left with peace of mind.

Austin, who was sitting on the side, explained to him with a smile: "These two little guys are Ters' children, they are only seventeen years old, their bloodlines have not yet been polished, and they have been clamoring to be an adventurer. I simply arranged the two of them with the task of guarding the door, which also saved Ters a headache. ”

Roland nodded knowingly. Terrs is a fire-type bloodline knight of their mercenary group, a sixth-rank black iron rank, and he treats people relatively coldly, so Roland also knows his name and has not had much contact.

"Brother Roland!" The girl's voice sounded softly in the night, and the voice was crisp.

Just like the meeting before his own experience, with the sound of the bracelet, the girl ran over with the fragrance.

"Brother Roland, why don't you come to me when you're back?" The girl frowned and looked at the boy with some grievance.

"I've just come back and I've been here ever since. I haven't had time to go to you yet. Roland had a headache and pondered his words.

"Really?" The girl smiled, pure and beautiful, like a thousand pure and elegant flowers blooming in Roland's heart.

The girl sat down beside Roland, smiling as she looked at the flickering bonfire in the middle, her body swaying slightly from side to side, as if she was muttering something.

Roland's mind was slightly in a trance. Just yesterday, he was still dealing with the wind wolves in the Dark Mountains, being careful everywhere, wandering between life and death. And today, he is sitting here, smelling the body fragrance on the girl's body, a peaceful and beautiful life.

Which one is what I want? Roland muttered to himself in confusion.

"Brother Roland, what are you talking about?" The girl asked.

"Huh? It's nothing. Roland shook his head slightly.

The girl didn't dwell on the previous topic, she tilted her head to look at the boy: "Brother Roland, is there anything interesting in the Dark Mountains?" Can you tell me about it? ”

The bonfire burned slowly, and the fire shadow was reflected in the young girl. The flames jumped with the breeze, and the girl's smile changed frequently with the story in the boy's mouth. The moonlight is like water, light as veil, and it is gently draped for the two of them.