10 Years After Saying 'Leave this to me and go,' I Became a Legend - Chapter 17
Goran’s Problem
Goran’s lecture was a bit long.
Perhaps the fact that he was drinking contributed to its length.
“Do you understand? Goblin hunting is important, even I know that.”
“Right?”
“However, you could have easily left a word, told me that you were leaving for a while!”
Are you my mother!
I held back the impulse to shout back.
For now, I just wanted to change the subject.
“By the way, while it was just a goblin hunting quest for F Rankers, there was a Goblin Lord.”
“…There was? That is not good.”
Goran’s eyes locked on mine.
An F Rank party encountering a Goblin Lord would mean death.
But it was not possible to constantly prevent this discrepancy between rank and difficulty.
Still, this mistake could still be attributed to the rank setting of the mission.
And as Grand Master of the Adventurer’s guild, he might have found this a little embarrassing.
“Well, it was a good thing that I was there. The F Rank Adventurers are fine. I think it was a good experience for them.”
“That’s good. Thank you.”
It was experience as long as you came back alive.
And the harder the quest, the more experience you acquired.
“I only completed the mission that I was given. There’s no need for you to thank me.”
“Well, these F Rank Adventurers are the future of the guild. As Grand Master, of course, I would thank you for saving them.”
Goran really was serious about these things.
“On to the main issue, that Goblin Lord was only a minion.”
“A what?”
“There was a Vampire Lord deep in the nest.”
“…”
Goran was at a loss for words.
Vampire Lords were typically hunting targets for B or even A Rank Adventurers.
If you went about it the wrong way, it could result in the destruction of an entire town.
“…Thank you for killing it.”
The first thing that Goran did when he returned to himself, was to thank me.
I hadn’t made any such report, but he decided that that was the outcome.
That was how much trust he had in me.
“Well, I did kill it…but I have to tell you the details of what happened.”
Goran’s eyes narrowed at this.
His gaze was so sharp, that it was hard to believe that he had been drinking.
I told him everything, including what I heard from Shia.
“And here is the medal. Half of it, anyway.”
“I would like it to be inspected by professionals. May I borrow it?”
“I don’t mind.”
Goran picked the medal up and stared at it.
“What material is this?”
“It looks like gold, but is not gold.”
“It’s not orichalcum or mithril. As a Sorcerer, do you have a clue?”
“Not at all. Maybe an alchemist would know.”
Goran put the medal on top of his desk.
“What that vampire hunter girl said about there being a god of the dark ones, it is all true.”
“Goran, you know about it?”
“About that…”
Goran started casually.
10 years ago. We thought that the attack of the Devil King was not just a vanguard, but the invasion of the main army.
“It’s been 10 years. Did you really think that Eric and I would not have done some research?”
“…That’s true.”
Goran explained.
Goran and Eric had been looking for a way to reenter the place between dimensions.
And in the process, they had learned things about what lay beyond it.
They knew that there was a god of the dark ones, and that the Devil King was only the beginning.
I was impressed with their investigation.
“But we didn’t know that the vampires were up to such things.”
“What about using curses to open a gate?”
“I didn’t know about that either. You really helped us.”
“In any case, the rest is up to you.”
“Of course.”
I was tired and decided to get some sleep.
But before doing that, I had to tell him something just in case.
“A beastkin Adventurer called Shia knows who I am.”
“Hmm. I understand.”
“I told her to come here or the Adventurers guild if she ever needed my help.”
“Very well. I will tell the gatekeeper about it.”
“Thank you.”
And then I opened the door in order to go up to my room.
“Ohh.”
There was a girl standing there.
Goran said to her:
“Serulis. You’re back. Just in time too. Come over…”
“…”
The girl named Serulis ran away without saying anything.
Goran saw this and sighed.
“Sorry about that. I wanted to introduce you.”
“No, don’t mention it…”
“That’s my daughter.”
“Now that I think of it, you did say something about having a 5-year-old daughter 10 years ago?”
“That’s right. She’s been causing a commotion lately about wanting to be an Adventurer… Perhaps she’s entered her rebellious phase, because she won’t even talk to me anymore.”
Goran poured more wine into his cup.
“Should you be drinking so much?”
“I know. As for Serulis, she has the combat abilities of a B Rank Adventurer.”
Goran himself was an S Rank, so his opinion on it was likely to be correct.
So she was a first-rate Adventurer like Shia. Having a B Rank at 15 was impressive.
But perhaps it was no surprise since she was Goran’s daughter.
“But even if she can fight, she is still a child. I think it is too early for her to become an Adventurer.”
“Hmm.”
I felt like he was being overly protective, but she was his only daughter. It could not be helped.
“Serulis refuses to talk with me ever since I opposed her decision.”
“That’s harsh.”
Being a parent seemed like a lot of work.
I never had children myself, so I could only imagine what it was like.
But I sympathized with him a little.
“By the way, I never met your wife.”
“She’s been in the neighboring country for work since last month.”
“I see.”
Goran told me.
“If things continue like this, she will probably ignore me and go and register anyway.”
“You must be worried.”
At 15, you no longer need your parents’ permission to register as an Adventurer.
Even if he was the Grand Master, rejecting his daughter’s desire to register would be considered the mixing of public and private affairs.
“There is no stopping Serulis. But if you ever see her, I want you to look after her while you can.”
“I see.”
“Of course, you are too different in terms of abilities. But I can’t ask anyone else to do this.”
“I don’t mind. If there is ever an opportunity, I will do what I can.”
I said, and Goran looked a little relieved.