People disembarking from the ship at the port are lined up at the baggage claim.


    Sailors are busily moving around, handing luggage to passengers.


    Next in line, please.


    This is Jill Irwin.


    You must be Jill Irwin. Yes, I am. This way please. ......


    The baggage boy took one look at the female knight and gasped.


    Red hair like the setting sun.


    Willowy eyebrows that spoke of nobility.


    A well-proportioned body.


    She was breathtakingly beautiful, and he dared not look at her with an ulterior motive.


    He had never seen such a beautiful woman.


    He wanted to kneel down, offer her all of his possessions, and become her slave.


    He was caught up in this feeling.


    Hey," he said, "you know what? You."


    Jill asked in a light voice.


    Hmph, hiya!"


    Have you ever heard of the ''Arsenal of Spirits''?　I have to go there.


    It''s the "Arsenal of Spirits," isn''t it? Yes, it is. I will take you there right now.


    What?　OK. You have a job to do here, don''t you?"


    No, no, don''t worry about it. Such an insignificant task will not hinder me from guiding you to the "Arsenal of Spirits".


    I don''t know.　Oh boy. If only I knew the general directions. ......"


    As Jill was puzzled by the excessive devotion of the sailors, a helping hand came along.


    Jill!"


    Oh, Mr. Roland!


    When Jill saw Roland, she threw off the mask of the noble knight she had been until then and revealed a flash of joy.


    The crew was stunned by the change.


    As soon as she saw Roland, the aura of nobility that had surrounded her disappeared in an instant, and she became like an ordinary village girl anywhere in the world.


    Not only that, she began to blush and fidget whenever Roland spoke to her.


    I never thought you would come to the port to pick me up," she said. I was going to ask you myself.


    On this island, we have a tradition of giving speeches to senior adventurers who have just arrived. And I have to support them.


    I am so glad to hear that," he said. I didn''t know you cared that much for me. ......"


    The sailors are rapidly pulled back to reality from their previous dreaming.


    They looked at Roland resentfully as their sacred mood was ruined.


    Later, Gilles made a speech in the square as Roland had asked him to do.


    She announced her intention to join the "Spirit League.


    In the city, there was a sudden increase in the number of people who thought that the "Giant Fire Dragon (Gran Fafnir)" was going to be defeated.


    After finishing his speech, Jill went to the "Arsenal of Spirits" and was introduced to the alchemists.


    I am Jill Irwin, an S-class heavy armor knight of the "Golden Eagle. Nice to meet you all."


    Aina was giddy as Roland brought in another beautiful woman.


    (A great beauty. Ugh, I can''t win.)


    ''Well, Jill. I''d like to get started on defeating the ''Giant Fire Dragon (Gran Fafnir),'' but ...... I haven''t actually finished my weapon yet.


    Roland said apologetically.


    ''Oh, is that so?


    I''m not sure. So first we have to decide on a weapon for defeating the ''Giant Fire Dragon (Gran Fafnir).


    Then the first step is to select and adjust the equipment. I''ll use Mr. Roland''s appraisal of ......."


    The two moved to a different room and began the appraisal process.


    [Jill Irwin''s status.


    Arm strength (power): 105-110


    Endurance (toughness): 115-120


    Agility: 100-105


    Physical Strength (Stamina): 195-200


    Yes," he said. I''m maintaining my status well. It seems you''ve been following the training program I''ve given you.


    Yes. I hope that when I see Mr. Roland again, I will not be embarrassed by my status. ......"


    Good. Let''s see how well the equipment fits.


    Yes, sir.


    Jill equipped "Blue Armor" and "Javelin" one by one, and asked Roland to appraise their respective adaptability rates.


    （Oh, no! What should I do?)


    Jill felt her heart pounding as Roland appraised her for the first time in a long time.


    Just looking into Roland''s eyes makes me remember the pain, suffering, and pleasure he has given me, and it makes my body heat up.


    (I''m ......, even though he hasn''t even told me to work out yet. But ......)


    For the past few months, Jill has lived solely on the training menus sent to her by letter from Roland to feed her mind.


    She has consoled herself by completing the training, thinking that Roland was disciplining her. ......


    (I guess there''s a big difference between having him around and not having him around.)


    Even just having Loran stare at me like this makes me feel like I''m being pranked.


    I remember the feeling of being scolded by Roland, and a chill runs down my back.


    (Mr. Roland. What in the world kind of harsh training do you have to go through this time ....... Oh, please hurry up and bully me, Mr. Roland)


    "Jill ......, Jill?"


    Huah, hiya!　What is it?


    Jill huffed when Loran called out to her.


    ''Appraisal, done. I''m going to have a meeting with the alchemist to go over the results. You can rest now.


    I was like, "Yes, yes. Um, so what kind of training do I ......"


    No, so you can take the rest of the day off. You must be tired from the boat trip.　I''ve prepared a room for you, so you can relax and enjoy yourself."


    "...... yes."


    (Oh my god. Oh, Roland. You''re rushing me like that again. ...... But I like it.)


    Roland then attended a meeting of the "Spirit Alliance.


    In addition to the usual members, Simon the "Knight of the Black Wall," Ray the "Red Sands Player," and Robert the "Archer of the Fortress" were also present.


    The current agenda was the reconciliation of local and external interests and the defeat of the "Giant Fire Dragon (Gran Fafnir).


    The three outside guilds had already told Roland how much ore they wanted to procure.


    The representatives of the three guilds waited with bated breath for Roland to start talking about how far their wishes would go.


    Roland smiled at them and began to speak.


    Now, as for the allocation of ore within the "Spirit Alliance," I would like all of the outside guilds to rest assured that they are in good hands. As long as you fulfill the work we require, we will fully accept your wishes. Please rest assured that you can join us in our search."


    The representatives of the outside guilds were each relieved.


    They had been caught up in the mess of the "Arsenal of Spirits" and the "Dragon''s Fires," unnecessarily wasting their time and money, and were wondering what would happen.


    Roland assigned the scope of work to be entrusted to them according to the requests of the three outside guilds.


    Now that we''ve got the ore assignment, all we need to do now is to defeat the ''Giant Fire Dragon (Gran Fafnir). Since our target is an S-class monster, I think it would be a good idea to formulate a strategy centered on the S-class adventurer Jill here as well."


    The meeting was filled with an indescribable tension.


    Not many people have ever explored a dungeon with an S-class adventurer.


    Everyone was unsure if they would be able to match.


    Well, of course not.


    Leon opened his mouth as if to represent.


    So?"　How do we fit in with Jill Irwin?　Of course, it''s not a simple matter to match up when it comes to S-class, is it?


    I''m not sure. First of all, Jill''s physical strength (stamina) is out of the norm. She can run around all day without getting tired. In order to keep up with her stamina, we need to march at a speed of at least 40 agility.


    Agility 40....... That''s a lot of money.


    Normally, it is said that the speed to march through a dungeon is about 20 agility.


    That is the speed of marching that does not carry over fatigue to the next day.


    However, when exploring a dungeon with Gilles, he must march more than twice as fast as usual.


    Another important factor is that Jill is the type of person who is motivated to take as much damage as possible.


    I see. I see. So you''re the type of person who is more motivated when you take damage. If that''s the case, then ...... hmm?"


    Leon felt uncomfortable with the words he was uttering and involuntarily thought for a moment.


    I''m sorry ......, Roland. Say it again. How do I motivate Jill Irwin?"


    I''m sorry. I didn''t mean to be confusing. Jill is the type of person who is more motivated when she is attacked as much as possible. So, we need to take that into account and organize the battle so that the burden is placed on her as much as possible.


    I see. I see. I''ll make sure that the burden is placed on Jill as much as possible. ......


    So here''s the specifics: ......


    Leon heard Roland''s explanation, but his mind had not yet caught up with understanding.


    (No good. No matter how many times I repeated it in my head, I still couldn''t understand it. Did everyone understand what I just explained?　The meeting is proceeding normally. ......　(Am I crazy for not understanding?)


    Even without Leon''s concern, no one understood what Roland was saying.


    But everyone just wondered, "Am I the only one who doesn''t get it?" So, the meeting went on with the conversation so that it would not be exposed.


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