I who got fired from the S class adventure party worked as a support, want to have a slow life by becoming an alchemist - Chapter 27

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“Congratulations to Slay on passing the alchemist’s exam. Cheers!”

On the night of the day, I was accepted. A modest welcome party was being held in the dining room of the Moon Wheel Pavilion.

The four participants were Slay, Marlock, the innkeeper, Julia, the innkeeper’s daughter, and Lloyd, the great gray wolf direwolf.

The table is lined with food, alcohol, and fruit juice for the number of people. The quality of the food was the same as usual, so it was really a bit like a drinking party.

Nevertheless, I was glad that Marlock and Julia spontaneously organized this kind of small event, even though it was split between them, except for Lloyd.

It’s been a month and ten days since I stayed at the Moon Wheel Pavilion.

I’ve made a reservation for five more days, but if the relocation goes well, I will not have to wait for that date to move out. I’m very attached to this inn where I spent more than a month, and I was a little sad to see it go.

I got a perfect score on the written exam. It is proof that the environment was excellent for studying for exams. I really have to thank them for that.

“…… But I’m going to miss you. I’ll be saying goodbye to Lloyd soon.”

“I really do. When I have time on my day off, I’ll take a walk and go see Lloyd. It sounds like he’s moving out of town a lot.”

The first thing they both said was the name of the messenger beast, Lloyd.

Slay couldn’t help but stare at Lloyd, but Lloyd moved his face closer and asked for the Lunza fruit that Slay was holding in his hand.

“Hey, Julia. You can’t drink it? You’re not an adult yet.”

“You are rude. I’m fifteen years old. …… but I’m drinking Runza Juice without the booze. I’m at work.”

Fifteen years old is the age of adulthood in Central City.

Although she’s still a youngster in the midst of her dynamic personality, according to the laws of the kingdom, Julia would be defined as an adult.

“…… That’s right, I’m sorry. But it’s a good idea to cut back on the drinking. I think it’s best for me to wait until I’m at least 20 years old.”

“You may have a point, Slay. I’ve heard that drinking in the neighboring Holy Kingdom is only allowed from the age of twenty.”

When the name of the Holy Kingdom was mentioned by Marlock, Slay suddenly thought of Holy Knight Raymond’s martial face, and his expression clouded over for just a few moments.

”Slay, do you have any thoughts on the Holy Kingdom?”

Marlock noticed the change in his expression and asked if he noticed the change in his expression.

“No. …… I had an old buddy, a holy knight. He was an old man who was a reliable ‘defender’, and he was involved in my banishment. He told me to stay away from the saints.”

“Oh, you mean the story you mentioned before about the saint. I wanted to hear it.”

“Don’t do that. That one’s rather a mystery to me.”

“…… Slay, you’re pretty cool, but you’re also rather badass. When you said goodbye, didn’t you say, ‘Come to Loonside with me!’ or something like that?”

It was very similar to a line that Slay had thought about saying once and stopped immediately.

Badass was not a particularly good word to say back.

“If I could do that, I’d be riding into Central City right now. …… Well, it was a Lloyd-inclusive affair.”

Slay frowned at the bittersweet memory and paused to puff on the fruit wine in his hand.

”I see. In the Holy Kingdom, saints are close to gods. I’ve heard that there are several saints in the Holy Royal Capital Sacred Ark, and all of them are objects of worship.”

What Marlock said was new to Slay, too.

“An object of faith …… Mr. Marlock, does that mean personal worship?”

I guess that’s what it means. According to legend, she is the second-highest-ranked person after the Holy King. Apparently, a woman who is born with a sacred scar is defined as a messenger of the Holy Mother God.

“I see. That old man was quiet and didn’t talk about his private life at all. …… Like a goddess, huh? Maybe it’s not adoration then, but faith.”

I thought Raymond had said something close to that at the time of the banishment play. He said that all holy knights should honor and venerate their saints.

“By the way, Mr. Slay, you’ll be coming back to the Moon Wheel Pavilion, won’t you?”

‘That’s of course. The Alchemist Society is so close. I’ll show up at the diner, aside from sleeping in, though.

The Moon Wheel Pavilion is basically an inn, but this diner also doubles as a small restaurant and is open to non-guests.

This is not to say goodbye to the two of them. The real farewell will be when Slay becomes a true alchemist and returns home.

They chatted and laughed for the next two hours or so, and the little feast came to an end.

Feeling tipsy, Slay returned to his room with Lloyd and collapsed on his back on the bed.

Lloyd yawned one big yawn and then cowered down to rest his body.

It was basically a fun moment, but the mention of the Holy Kingdom and the Holy Woman area brought back some memories that I’d almost forgotten.

Goddess messenger or …… Considering the effectiveness of that holy art, I can see why it’s an object of faith. In fact, I don’t know how many times Elia has helped me, including Lloyd.

The sacred arts of a saint who carries the holy marks in her body are nearly twice as effective as those who do not have them.

It was for this reason that most of the successive SS-ranked parties had saints in their names. Perhaps when facing the highest level of monsters, they would be helpless without the power of a saint’s sacred art.

And one more. The face of Frederica, the Duke’s daughter of Northfield, whom he had met at the alchemist’s exam, suddenly came to mind.

Now I was strongly impressed, not by the drill-like haircut, but by the cold-hearted look, she matched at the end.

Normally, as a crude commoner, I wouldn’t be the one to get involved, but that parting seemed to be the only thing that seemed to put me off. Will there be an opportunity to exchange words while I’m in Loonside again?

All that comes to mind is a high peak.

Complicated thoughts that were indescribable were swirling around in Slay’s mind, but he decided to let the drunkenness and exhaustion of the exams force him to fall asleep.