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2. Black sorcerer without a job within the same day

Important note: this is all machine translated but I fixed some parts

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Before I knew it, it had become a party custom to hang out after work.　

The restaurant is commonly known as the Hero Restaurant, which serves only those associated with the Adventure Association.

We sat around the round table.

After a toast, Alba swallows the sake filled to the brim in one gulp. He wrinkled his face and knocked his mug against the table. When I asked the waiter nearby for a second helping, he glared at me. Thanks to the bubbles around the mouth, the viciousness is halved.

'You're a drag, aren't you?'

I sigh inwardly.

This happens a lot, or something that has been always one of our topics.

"Alba..."

"Don't protect me, Phoenix!"

As I said earlier, the only person on my side on this topic is [the hero] Phoenix.

He was the one who spoke as if he were choking Aruba.

Red hair like a burning flame and a handsome face with a soft smile. He is tall and seemingly thin, but his body is well-trained. He is a handsome man who is unusually smart in the adventurer's neighborhood, where there are many people who are suited to rough situations due to his nature of attacking dungeons.

He was also a childhood friend from the same village as me.

I promised to be an adventurer with him when I was little, and it's still ongoing.

We're in danger of continuing these days.

Of course, because of me.

[Saint Knight] Lark is eating a pinch of beans in the first place and doesn't care.

[Hunter] Lily seems to be listening while carrying fruit wine to her mouth for her elegant behavior.

As for me, I was wrapping my mug in my hands with an ugly friendly smile.

It seems that I have irritated Alba again.

"To be honest, you can be at this party because you are an old friend of Phoenix. I, Lark, and Lily are all in with our abilities. Every time, I get results. But what about you? It's the black magic you use, but I don't know the benefits. Why can't you say that it's useful?"

In our country, job titles are revealed in the temple at the age of ten.

To put it simply, God will tell you what the right job is.

Even if you're not an adventurer, there are things like a cook, a merchant, a blacksmith, and a jeweler.

It shows you the role and job that best suits you.

You don't have to choose that, but if you want to become a cook, no one will make you a disciple, and if you open a restaurant suddenly, it's difficult to flourish. Everyone wants something delicious, and it's definitely better to have it cooked.

Choosing a way of living against [jobs] is a path of hardship.　

This becomes even more severe when you become an adventurer.

Adventurer registration can only be accepted by aptitude [Title].

In order for me to be an adventurer, I must be a Black Wizard.

But black magic is really hard to convey. Of course, I can see exactly what effect it has on me, but it won't make sense to my peers and viewers.

And when I insist on what I have done, I can only think of it as an excuse.