This is the lobby of the Adventurer's Union in the imperial city of Denanma.

The townspeople call it an all-you-can-eat arranging place or an underground direct elevator, but it's not a mistake. It is a facility where outlaw adventurers seek work every day or friends heading to the dungeon. This is a place where there is no problem if I, Florence Godfrey, who is a temple knight and a veteran adventurer, is there.

I sigh a little towards the cold cup.

The sky seen from the window was black, and it was raining like a bucket turned over. This wooden union is dim no matter how expensive the glass windows are.

However, as if to blow away such dimness, many adventurers mixed with men and women gathered at the distant table, and it was noisy and lively.

A newcomer to see the equipment and look. He's full of dreams, hopes and ambitions, and it's dazzling. He puts his hands on his cheeks and scratch the muddler with his free right hand.

We were sitting at the table at the end of the large lobby of the Adventurer's Union.

It is a dare end.

I didn't want to be talked to by other people as much as possible. His good point is that he gives such consideration even if he doesn't say anything as usual.

The leader of the adventurer party I was enrolled in was sitting face-to-face.

I remember a strange nostalgia probably because I hadn't seen my face recently.

Maybe it's been about 3 weeks. Yeah, maybe that's about it. That's the only time I've been able to go out in the first place. First of all, there is no doubt.

Let me introduce him a little.

There are no adventurers based in Denanma who do not know this man.

That's what Moguli, who isn't in the union, knows about him.

The strongest adventurer who traverses the dungeon in Denanma. People call him a brave man. His name is ...

no, no. I don't care about his name anymore.

"Hi, Florry. It's been a while. I was worried."

Hard voice.

Although I didn't think about that at all.

"Somehow"

The gesture of fluttering his left hand would have seemed to be as strong as he could.

"So what is it for?"

The surroundings between me and the brave became quiet as if they had hit the water. The sound of breathing in. And the sound of spitting.

"Speak straightforwardly. Can you get out of the party?"

I failed in my last job.

Work is the work of an adventurer, and in Denanma, an adventurer is a person who dives into a dungeon. And I was a member of the brave party, and it seems that the party leader has just sentenced me to be hanged. Although they were far apart, they were under the same roof. Novice adventurers are also awkward at the rugged air and the fragments of conversation they have picked up with their ears.

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I'm sorry that it looks like it's pouring water.

The brave looks straight at me. Thanks to that, I feel very uncomfortable, and even if I relax, I cannot escape from that line of sight.

"Florry, you can't keep up with our party anymore, let alone fight in the lower layers of the dungeon. The curse of weakening on your left arm and you. Even if you force me to take you There is no benefit to us. Rather, it may trigger annihilation. So get out of the party ... no, it's a curse. "

Silence dominated the union and,

I sigh deeply. Even a bitter smile comes to mind.

I said:

"... Hey. What do you do with a crying face when you try to get rid of the party?"

The brave man was overtly upset by my point. He didn't even notice the look on his face.

He turned his red eyes around, and then

"Well, that's ... because ..."

He says in a voice that seems to disappear.

I'm sorry. I want to ask you all the time, not just for an hour, whether you really are a brave man.

However, it was strange and funny, and I just wiped the tears that had accumulated in my eyes. Then I rolled up the sleeve of my left arm and removed the leather gloves. The jade-colored prosthesis that was exposed from the elbow was bright and dazzling.

For the sake of harassment, I will show off the ball-jointed doll, which is not that of a human being.

The brave man tried to divert his gaze for a moment and endured it.

Alright, I'm the only man I expected.

"Sorry"

"That's why I apologize for getting fired."

This makes it difficult to tell which side is the one who gets fired.

Jeez.

The temple knight acts according to his faith as a monk and his honor as a knight.

The result is this left arm. This jade-colored prosthesis is the price to protect the person who wants to protect the temple knight. However, it's not the only one, so it's a bad deal.

"Yeah, I'm hungry. That's why I was so happy to throw away my arms and to be content with the curse."

"At least the curse of weakening ... what can I do?"

How did the smiling face appear in his eyes? I shake his head.

"I don't have a lost arm ... I can do anything. But the curse can't be helped here. The priests in Denanma can't do anything."

I couldn't stand my teeth at all even if I tried to dispel the curse. It's such a powerful curse.

I raised my face. The scenery of the union office that I saw a lot is strangely different from usual.

Was the ceiling so high?

Was it so dim?

So much -- did it look blurred?

There was a sound of pulling a chair.

A brave man is shaking his shoulders, crumpling his face.

So don't make an expression that doesn't suit you. When I said that, "You too" was returned. Already.

"... Florry"

The gentle voice I heard many times.

"What?"

Therefore, I also ask in the usual way.

"Be a master"

"Yeah, see you."

I saw the window.

It is still raining.

When something bad happened, the weather was always bad.

However, it does not mean that wonderful things will happen because the weather is good.

However, I could see a little light through the clouds.

Giggle and sweet laughter around your ears.

"Hey, do you really have the knight of the temple?"

I ... shrugged as if in trouble.

How about?

Pride is not such a formal thing,

Maybe...

Maybe.....

Maybe it was love.

What?

In this way, I, Florence Godfrey, got fired from the brave party and became an outlaw of one wolf.

At the same time, it was the moment when the short and long journey to break the curse of weakening began.