The Unaware Harem Adventure Tale of the Strongest Enchanter ~~I Don’t Know My Companions’ Faces or Identities, but I’m Pretty Sure They’re All Guys~~ - 14. I hate dazzling people

14. 14. I hate dazzling people

I was summoned by the Guild Master and showed my face at the Adventurer’s Guild.

But the moment I entered the building, I realized I had come at the wrong time and turned on my heel.

“Hey, Lux! Long time no see!”

“Ah, yeah.”

A good-looking young man ran up to me. He was clad in dazzling armor. 

With short blond hair and well-shaped features. Tall with a thoroughly trained body. A greatsword strapped to his back. And even just standing there, he had an overwhelming presence.

With a constant refreshing smile, this guy was the leader of Silver Blade—Luke Glorious.

Luke was extremely popular even among fellow adventurers. In front of him, the nearby rookie parties were all eagerly talking and buzzing with excitement.

Many people became adventurers because they admired this guy.

Losing your composure upon meeting your idol is understandable.

If that’s the case, I’m also S-rank though.

I wonder what this difference in reaction is.

“I’ve heard of Unknown’s accomplishments. As a rival and fellow S-rank, I’m proud of you.”

“We’re not rivals. Just so you know, we’re stronger than you guys.”

“Haha, you’re still as good with jokes as ever, Lux. By the way, will Unknown also participate in the exploration of the Backflow Ruins?”

“Nope. Didn’t you hear? Headquarters decided it’d be Silver Blade only.”

“Is that so? That’s the first I’ve heard of it. I was looking forward to adventuring together.”

As always, I can’t tell if he’s playing dumb or being dead serious.

Don’t think you can get away with anything just because of your refreshing face.

“Luke, you have to think about Lux-san’s feelings when you speak.”

Emma the healer stood with her hands on her hips, She was puffing her cheeks.

A pink-haired girl with a lovely appearance. She was wearing a white robe that looked like it would get caught on something every time she moved. And she was holding a long staff adorned with ornate decorations.

Silver Blade—Healer Emma Marceal.

“Why would you bother dealing with such a dull guy? Sure, he’s first-rate as an enchanter. But his personality is fourth-rate, right? Look, he’s even sneaking a glance at my chest right now.”

A stunning beauty exuding sensuality. Her sharp eyes hinted at clear intelligence. And her gaze—looking down from above—stimulated the instincts of men who enjoy being trampled on.

From her exposed shoulders down to her chest, her abundant, pale cleavage was boldly emphasized.

The black-haired mage wearing a wide-brimmed pointed hat was physically looking down from atop a floating staff.

Silver Blade—Mage Liza Flanet.

Her title was “Ice Mage”.

One of the most skilled mages in the kingdom.

“We are the only S-rank party equivalent to Unknown. Luke is doing his best in his own way to build a good relationship. Sorry about that, Lux.”

A thick, muscular body. Wearing heavy armor. On his left arm was a huge shield like a wall.

His masculine, rugged face conveyed unwavering confidence and conviction. Just being there gave off a reassuring presence. His calm, somewhat deep-toned voice had a weight that made you trust him unconditionally.

Silver Blade—Sub-leader and Shield User Bronk Zanbrood.

His title was “Iron Wall”.

He was one of the top tanks in the kingdom in terms of defense.

With all four of them gathered, the guild was buzzing with excitement.

They were the other strongest and most famous party of Avantale. And they’re one of the most popular S-rank parties in the kingdom—Silver Blade.

“Getting along is fine, and I don’t mind chatting now and then. But I don’t intend to buddy up.”

“Then let’s drink together next time! I’m sure we’ll become good friends!”

“You’re not listening at all.”

“Luke, bad! You’re supposed to focus on the request right now, not Lux-san.”

“The request… oh, right.”

Luke changed his cheerful expression to a sharp one.

Looks like he switched to serious mode.

“We’re heading out to reclaim Mirdia territory. There’s a high chance a number of undead will flow in from the north. I’d like to ask Unknown to handle them.”

“You accepted the job? Even though you suck with undead?”

“We can’t leave it forever. Emma also made up her mind to free the captured people.”

Seems like Emma is the one who hates undead.

Even though she’s a healer and hates undead… well, I guess it’s fine. Healers are mainly for healing anyway.

Emma, with a pale face, forced herself to say “I-I’ll do my best.”

“I don’t think you guys needed to take it on, though.”

“We can’t leave such evil unchecked. I was inspired by the Sword Saint to take up the sword. The first and last time I was captivated by swordsmanship was when I saw that beautiful silver-haired person in the arena. I haven’t forgotten that figure even now. I want to live in a way that doesn’t shame the Sword Saint. That’s why I became S-rank, to ensure people could live in peace.”

“……..”

“I’ll definitely come back alive. When I do, let’s have a drink together.”

“A-ah…”

I looked away without thinking.

They really are too dazzling. These guys.

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“I heard. You’re heading to Mirdia to defeat the Undead King? Luke said he’s counting on you to protect Avantale.”

“It seems the people who escaped from Mirdia begged them. They had expressed interest in taking the job earlier. But the healer Emma apparently had a fear of undead. That’s why they kept postponing it until now.”

“So they finally made the decision after being clung to. Sheesh, why’d they ask Silver Blade? We’ve got a healer who loves purifying undead. I guess Unknown still isn’t trusted, huh?”

“Don’t say that. You’ve only been together for three years. Even if your name’s gotten around, the trust hasn’t caught up yet. You’ll just have to keep building it slowly.”

The Guild Master sitting across from me looked somewhat uneasy.

I leaned back into the sofa and skimmed through the documents at hand.

Northern Mirdia territory. A land under Marquis Flareheart, known for abundant wheat farming. They invest heavily in training soldiers and have long produced excellent knights. The eldest daughter, Felice Flareheart, is beloved by the people. She often leads monster subjugation efforts herself using her exceptional sword skills. Because of this, she’s called the “Princess Knight”…

I tossed the document onto the table.

The information was almost the same as what I already knew. So I stopped reading.

The following content in the document:

A horde of undead and the Undead King appeared suddenly and overran the town in an instant. Survivors who escaped death were made into soldiers and brought under control. Those who fled went to other territories seeking protection. Several adventurer parties attempted to defeat the Undead King. But they all failed. Even now, the monsters remain in Mirdia Castle using citizens as soldiers.

It seems to be a rather cunning monster.

Using living humans as shields, it repels all challengers with sheer numbers.

This isn’t a normal Undead King. Its tactics are too humanlike.

“Lux, I have a favor to ask.”

“Denied.”

“I haven’t even said anything yet!”

“It’s obviously going to be something annoying. I can feel it.”

“Silver Blade is a party the town needs. If they were to be wiped out, the loss would be too great. This is a personal request. Would you join up with them and support them?”

A leather pouch dropped heavily in front of me.

Judging by the bulge, it’s a decent amount.

But it’s not enough. The opponent is a top-tier undead who took over an entire territory. With Mirdia under its control, its forces must be even stronger now. Even if Silver Blade is doing the subjugation and we’re just support, we’d need at least one more pouch.

“If I take the job, what about the undead that might flow into Avantale from Mirdia? We can’t count on the city’s soldiers.”

“Don’t worry. The adventurers in this town aren’t so soft. We don’t have any S-ranks, but they’re not the kind to run away.”

“In other words, all idiots.”

“Will you take the job? We don’t have much time.”

I’m pretty sure this reward is coming from the Guild Master’s personal wallet.

Even if I ask for more, he probably can’t add much. Silver Blade will take all the subjugation rewards and materials. So there’s little profit. Right now, I have no real reason to accept.

But… I remembered something.

A vivid memory comes back.

A blond girl clumsily swinging a sword and falling.

She stands up, embarrassed but smiling.

‘Look at me, ****-sama! I’ll become an amazing swordswoman someday!’

‘I’m looking forward to it, Felice.’

‘Can I hold your hand?’

‘I don’t mind. Come on, let’s go to your father.’

Ahead of us, Lord Flareheart and the knights were waiting, bowing.

Returning to reality, I stood up.

Without taking the reward, I moved to the exit.

“Let me think about it. This one, I can’t decide on my own.”

“Right. Sorry for rushing you.”

“It’s fine. Oh, by the way…”

“What is it?”

“If I accidentally take it down, that’s okay, right?”