Merle held his head in the line of counselors he would meet day after day.
"Dear Merle, why don't you just start your guild?
"Guild?"
"Yes, a person with a problem orders a quest and pays money and supplies as consideration. Those who want to earn money get consideration from their clients by ordering and resolving quests. More and more these days, Merle doesn't have to tell us directly, and we need the people to solve the problem."
"That might be good!
"There is an empty house just right in the capital. I think renovating it to a guild would also reduce Merle's burden."
"All right! Let's make a guild!
Merle, who fully accepted Lucille's proposal, immediately inaugurated the guild.
The empty house was completed in a matter of hours if you borrowed the hand of a split slime, and the soldiers gave instructions to head that way toward the counselor who pressed him against the castle.
The initiation of the guild was successful, and the people who had packed it for Merle day after day ordered their own quests, and the people who were in need of money and supplies were happy to order them.
But there was a problem.
There were not enough personnel to handle those affairs, and the soldiers who were in the castle were being driven out.
Soldiers chased for clerical tasks while struggling badly with unfamiliar clerical tasks. Sometimes it ranged from its unfamiliarity to being reprimanded by the people.
"What do you mean you can't ask for a quest!
"Sorry, we can no longer place orders for dragon expulsion..."
A young clerk was yelling at a man.
The man raises his voice to intimidate, and the clerk of the corresponding woman just makes a flat apology.
The man who just apologized and couldn't get on with the conversation was unnecessarily angry and yelled.
The corresponding clerk looked like he was going to cry now and bowed his head again.
"Fuck you! I heard the Demon King would do anything for me, so we've come a long way! What can you do if you can't ask for a quest even though you've already paid for the inn!
"Also, sorry!
"Is there a problem?
It was Lucille, who served as Alliance Master, who showed up there.
The man freaked out at the demon tribe that suddenly appeared, but he raised his voice again when he found out it was the representative of the Alliance.
"I've come a long way to ask for a quest! But what do you mean you can't ask for it!
Take the quest requisition the man has in his hand and look through.
When he found the letter 'Dragon Crusade' in the name of the request, Lucille tore the paper in his hand into billies.
"Hey, what the fuck!
"You can't get dragon exorcism. Many of the contractors here are people with no combat experience. If it's a dragon exorcism, ask another guild or king."
The man whose face was crushed made a fist trying to beat him to the mercy of his emotions.
When I took the protruding fist with one hand, I just put my strength into not crushing the fist I gripped.
"Itetetetetetetetetety! My hand! My hand breaks!
"Come on, man! I'm doing it with the good intentions of the Demon King! You're not where trash scumbags like Temee come from!
Lucille's kick hit the man's belly directly where he let go of his hand and the man was about to collapse on his knees.
"Don't you dare pick this man!
"Dear Jesus Sacubas!
When the soldier who had refrained picked the man, Lucille spoke to the woman who had responded.
Slap the head of a woman who's about to cry out and speak out if it's okay. The woman stands silently in tears without responding.
"Hey, come here."
Lucille took her to the office when she held the shoulder of a woman in tears.
As I let him sit on the couch in the office, he stroked his back until he calmed down next door.
"You, what's your name?
"Plum..."
Lucille stroked her head in a whimpering voice.
The woman who named herself Plum wept with her impudence and disgust when she volunteered for a soldier but didn't even want to do the job.
"I, as a soldier... Gu... wanted to be a fine soldier... but the king is gone, and on behalf of the Demon King, I can't be a soldier or anything... I don't know what to do"
Plum wiping tears with both hands.
Lucille wonders what's going on, but definitely more than the Demon King ordered.
"I need you to do more work than it is ordered by the Demon King. But if you ever have a problem like that earlier, me and the Demon King will cooperate. Take the rest of the day off, Plum."
"Ugh... but I still have a job..."
"It's okay. You can't force a hurtful girl to work. Go home today and have a drink."
"Ugh, thank you... Dear Sacubas"
"Don't cry forever."
I poked the pram's forehead small with a laugh.
The smile looked like an angel even though it was a demon tribe to Plum.
Demonic, but I felt that Plum's chest could be tightened with cum on Lucille, who thinks of me personally.
With a blurry head, Pram was ready to go home.
The clerk who showed up there called out to Plum, but only returns with a blurry raw reply.
"Hey, you okay, Plum? Did Sacubas piss you off?
"Ugh, no... ha"
"If you don't seem to fit the job very well, why don't you ask Master Sacubas or the Demon King to change it? Whatever you want, I'll call you with me."
"Fine. A little more... hard work"