Ever since they had traded missions with that three-person party, no one foolish enough to pick a fight had come looking for trouble.
[Dead End]'s reputation gradually began to improve, and the party successfully advanced to C-rank. That day, Radeus and the others came to the guild to check the requests as usual.
"Yo! Radeus, you're here early today!"
A minotaur greeted Radeus and his companions.
Quite a few people in the guild had become willing to greet Radeus lately. At first, his entrance had made everyone think he was an idiot, but then he had dumped a huge sack of monsters on the floor, telling them he had only been playing the fool.
After spending some time around him, however, they discovered he wasn't pretending. Every day, he came out with bizarre lines and made one mind-blowing entrance after another. Only then did everyone realize he had simply been himself from the start!
"Yo, drinking this early?"
Radeus greeted him back and noticed that the fellow had already downed several cups first thing in the morning.
"How are we supposed to get through life without a drink?"
Everyone raised their cups as they spoke to Radeus.
What a bunch of drunks!
Rudeus followed behind Radeus, grumbling to himself.
Rather than continue chatting with them, Rudeus went to the request board to look over the latest requests, and one caught his attention.
"Caravans have frequently come under attack along the eastern trade route outside Rikarisu Town over the past two weeks."
"Circular depressions one meter in diameter have appeared on the ground at the scenes of the attacks, and some kind of powerful acid has corroded the soil into glasslike crystals."
"The town guards have deployed twice without success, finding only a network of underground tunnels."
"What the hell is