Two weeks after leaving the Elven Forest. We arrived at the Prisoner Alliance Corps garrison.

    After what I’ve experienced so far, I thought that the beasts wouldn’t give up the hero easily…

    “I heard what you said, Amine. Follow me.”

    “I don’t want to go to the wizard unit building because it stinks, but it’s Amine-sama’s order.”

    ‘… ‘You’re more obedient than I thought?’

    What is this? From the moment of entry to the guidance to the hero, there was no hesitation whatsoever.

    Even in the Kingdom of Hohenstein, there were troublesome things like a summoning ceremony and a departure ceremony. The Miao people guide us straight away without any complicated procedures.

    The unexpected excitement was rather unsettling.

    -Whispering.

    “Didn’t you say that the beastmen wouldn’t give up the hero easily, Elizabeth?”

    “Beasts. Among them, the beast people who are close to pure blood and have a strong wild nature are not easy to predict, no matter how much I do. Warrior.”

    “Anyway, unlike Lucia, everyone seems to be cooperative. Isn’t that a good thing, angel?”

    “Umm… After all, elves were special, right? If the hero party speaks, it’s normal for them to cooperate to this extent, right?”

    “… … Please stop talking about that. Our people have also shed some of their arrogance thanks to our savior.”

    “Puhup.”

    However, after whispering with my colleagues, my anxiety gradually subsided.

    Especially thanks to Lucia, who blushed as if she was embarrassed when the story of the elves from the Canfs era came up.

    After bursting into laughter, I gave her a grateful eye smile.

    “Okay. Thank you, Lucia.”

    -Grin.

    “… … … !!!!!”

    Then, for some reason, Lucia’s face became even redder.

    Next to him, Elizabeth shook her head, muttering, ‘I can’t help but smile while wearing that,’ and Arthur patted her shoulder as if she understood everything.

    … They say what’s wrong with smiling while wearing a cotton hat?

    However, I did not ask my colleagues why I was doing this.

    “Why are you doing this all of a sudden? .”

    “I’ve arrived.”

    “Ah. already… .”

    A cat that walked briskly. No, because two Miao people were waving their tails at us, saying they had arrived.

    We were so engrossed in conversation that we finally looked ahead…

    “… … Eek.”

    ‘This is the building where wizards reside…’ ?’

    We saw a building that looked like it was about to collapse at any moment.

    It was a very shabby building to be a place where valuable wizards stayed.

    “From now on, I don’t want to go in because it stinks, so humans are going to go in on their own.”

    “Now, wait a minute. Guidance… .”

    “The Great Amine has sent you to hold on to anyone. If you tell the hero to guide you, he will guide you.”

    Even when they stood in front of him, the cats turned their backs, rubbing their noses with their front paws.

    As if there was an unbearable stench coming from here.

    ‘I think I’ve seen something like that somewhere…’ .’

    Was it just my imagination that gave me a bit of déjà vu from that sight?

    * * * * * *

    I was worried that the cats would hate it, but surprisingly, the inside of the building was fine.

    But my expression stiffened for another reason.

    It didn’t smell like what the Miao people said…

    It’s just that the concentration of fur in the building is too high.

    “… … … .”

    ‘It’s suspicious enough to be suspicious.’

    Inside the building, there were a lot of so-called ‘furries’ who looked like a mixture of humans and animals.

    Most of what I saw outside the garrison were mostly beastmen who were infinitely closer to animals. Most of the people here are real furries, with a ratio of 50 humans to 50 animals.

    It looked as if the Beastman Alliance had deliberately driven the Furies here.

    I wasn’t the only one with a stiff expression.

    “I wondered why they treated wizards so poorly, but I guess it was because they were only mixed race.”

    “Mmm. I was wondering how the Beast-Man Union maintains harmony. I guess it was because mixed race people were concentrated in one place.”

    “Really. What are beasts?”

    “… Lucia, what are you saying?”

    “We treat half-elves as our own people. Just because I’m mixed race doesn’t mean I’m treated this poorly.”

    The group members were also looking around the inside of the building with their faces frozen.

    And, the word that keeps appearing in their mutterings. ‘Mixed race’.

    I opened my mouth, thinking that this was a clue that should not be missed.

    “You were saying earlier that you were pure blood or mixed blood. Is that important?”

    “Of course… Come to think of it, the hero lacked common sense in this regard, right? sorry. We didn’t provide enough explanation.”

    “Let me explain this, Savior.”

    The one who willingly accepted my question was Lucia, who had been complaining earlier that ‘even elves aren’t like this.’

    Afterwards, a short general knowledge lecture was held.

    “Umm… blood. In other words, the more you maintain your animal form, the stronger you are, right?”

    “Yes. And for beastmen, strength means status. As for the Villans we saw and the former Miao people, it would be safe to say they were at the level of a duke or marquis.”

    From what I heard, it seemed that the ratio between animals and humans was more important to the beast people than I thought.

    The higher the concentration of animals, the more pure-blooded they are. The pureblood the stronger. The stronger you are, the higher your status.

    In that sense, Lucia explained that the people here are literally half-humans and half-beasts.

    Of course, I wondered if there was a need to openly persecute mixed race people, no matter how weak they were, by congregating them in such a shabby building…

    “But, is there even a need to hate it? The cat earlier. No, it looks like the Miao people don’t even want to come in here.”

    “Among human nobles, there are those who think commoners are dirty, so why should they be so appalled when they are beasts?”

    “And… Well, why should I say something like this to an angel? Doesn’t the fact that they are not pure-blooded mean that they are the result of cross-breeding? ? Hatred is something that can’t be helped.”

    “… … … .”

    ‘After hearing it, it’s like that again.’

    Arthur blushed with embarrassment but told the truth without any modifications.

    Thanks to this, in less than a second, I realized the reason for the widespread hatred of mixed race among the beast people.

    … That furry-looking person actually says, ‘I was born a bestiality!’ That’s what they’re advertising.

    Even I, who has a wide open gamer mind, is shocked, but it is no wonder that hatred sprouts among the tightly packed medieval NPCs. hmm.

    I couldn’t help but sigh at the suspiciously suspicious culture of the beastman corps.

    “Ha… ah. Then, is it possible that there are unusually many mixed race people in the wizard building… ?”

    “Because even mixed-race people can achieve great success in magic, isn’t everyone flocking here to try to turn their lives around? I don’t know much about this either.”

    I also guessed why the wizard building was swarming with furries, but that was it.

    I frowned at the dizzying setting of the world and then looked back inside the building.

    “… … .”

    ‘Now that I know the truth, it seems twice as suspicious… .’

    … The appearance of the gathered furries became even more disturbing.

    So I quickly tapped my companions’ arms.

    “Thank you for explaining. Now then, let’s go meet the hero.”

    “Yes, warrior. then… There, a Miao tribe named Amine sent me… … .”

    * * * * * *

    After a while. We walked behind the prisoner who guided us with confident steps.

    She introduced herself as the company commander of the 21st Magic Company, and her steps, with about 80% animal concentration, were nothing short of cheerful.

    “I’ve been on standby for over a month now, but I feel relieved that they’ve finally brought me along.”

    ‘… ‘Who on earth was chosen as the hero for this toothless reaction?’

    At the same time, the prisoner shows a very different reaction from Lucia’s time, saying, ‘Thank you for taking me to the hero.’

    It was a sight that was already making me uneasy, wondering what kind of person the fourth hero was and why he was being treated like this even in this mixed-race unit.

    It didn’t take long for my anxiety to become a reality.

    – Rumble.

    “Linne! The warriors have finally arrived! Pack your bags and get ready to go!!”

    “… … .”

    The prisoner went around the building, arrived at the most remote place, and opened the door.

    However, the prisoner turned his head without even looking inside the door.

    “I will take care of all the procedures, so you can just take him. I wish you luck.”

    -Jump-jump-jump-jump-jump-jump-jump.

    Afterwards, the company commander quickly walked away.

    Like a person dropping a bomb.

    We blinked for a moment, then slowly looked into the shabby room…

    “… … … .”

    -Nodding.

    ‘Eh? ‘Isn’t it furry?’

    Soon, we encountered a woman there bowing to us.

    The animal concentration is less than 5%, which is the first time seen in the Animal Federation, which is basically 50%.

    Fair skin and black hair. Purple eyes. Beautiful appearance. Animal ears.

    … A woman who is no different from a human, only with animal ears.

    Even its ears were hanging down on its head, so at a glance it could be said that it was a human being rather than a beastman.

    ‘That’s a hero? ‘What looks so fine like that?’

    -Tiring!

    =====

    Name: Rinne (20 years old, female)

    Level: 0

    Title: Malye of the Black Wolf Clan, Archmage

    Stats: Strength [2.60] Dexterity [1.35] Luck [1.80] Magic [7.20] Holy Power [2.30]

    Protection held: None

    Current status: [Weak heart]

    Preferred cuisine: All meat dishes

    =====

    Even the specs were very good.

    Archmage is a title that grants a fairly high correction value to magic skills, and to support this, the magic power is as high as 7.2.

    It’s pretty strong right now, and if I level it up and give it some buffs, I can put it into the final boss fight right away.

    Smiles were in full bloom.

    “The hero is fine this time. Thank goodness.”

    “Sure. I was worried because the beastmen seemed strangely dismissive… I guess it was simply because there was too little blood.”

    The anxiety of ‘What if the hero is decommissioned this time’ has completely disappeared.

    Likewise, my colleagues sigh in relief as their inner anxiety has been relieved.

    We quickly moved on to welcome the fourth warrior.

    “Can I call you Mr. Rinne? nice to meet you! As you may have guessed, we… .”

    “… … … Ugh, that. Hey.”

    -Pfft. Wow.

    “… huh? What?”

    —however. As she opened her mouth, our steps gradually slowed down.

    The voice that came out between my trembling lips was trembling to the point where I wondered if it was okay to do this.

    We looked confused at the voice as if there had been an earthquake.

    But even though our steps slowed down, they never stopped, and we eventually stood in front of her.

    “… … Hmm.”

    -Sigh. Knock knock.

    “This, that… .”

    She gasped a few more times and then sighed softly.

    Soon, something was taken out of my arms and placed on the table.

    When I looked down, I saw that it was parchment.

    [To the warriors.]

    “… … … ?”

    A piece of parchment that starts with an unusual letter.

    We unfolded it slowly, as if we had made a promise…

    [To the warriors. I, Rinne, am a naturally weak stutterer, so even though I’m a wizard, I can’t cast magic. Even to use a sword, his strength is as weak as that of a man, and he has no other talents. There’s no way someone like me can join a hero’s party… … .]

    “… … .”

    -widely.

    ‘It’s really varied.’

    … We slapped our foreheads in unison at the dizzying content.

    Wizards can’t use magic? Stuttering?

    I couldn’t help but sigh when I realized that the fourth warrior, whom I thought was fine, was an empty-headed Gangjeong.

    “Ha.”

    “Well, uh… Sin, sin… … .”

    -shaking.

    As if he was sorry for even thinking about it, he tried to express his apology in a trembling voice.

    I’m not sure if saying I’m weak is a lie, but I couldn’t tell because I’m more nervous than before.

    Tears gradually formed in her eyes.

    —however.

    “Ha. Warrior. Is it possible?”

    “If you are an angel, it will definitely be possible… !!!”

    “The savior is Erenion who saved even the World Tree. It’s just a stutter.”

    The eyes of my companions soon focused on me.

    Unlike when I look at her, my colleagues look at me with eyes full of trust.

    The fourth warrior was shrugging his shoulders as if he thought he was about to be criticized at any moment. Rinne shook his head in embarrassment.

    “… … … Uh, huh?”

    -Poof, poof.

    And, in the middle of it all.

    ‘Ugh. I guess I didn’t go comfortably this time either.’

    “I’ll just call you Rinne for convenience. Rinne?”

    “Uh, yes… … ?”

    “Do you like cows or chickens? Or a pig? sheep? Just say it.”

    A common question about in-flight meals. ‘Beef or Chicken’ hit her.

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