Then Orlando swallowed that it was still noon because I was paying for the rapprochement.
I don't know whether it is always like this or because it is hard.
Orlando, who was flustered, stretched out his hand to support him where he was about to fall off the chair.
Isn't it too much to swallow?
When he glanced at me with a bright red face, he whispered.
"Handsome... nervous..."
"Who are you talking about?"
And when he had finished the account in the place, and was about to lend a hand, he shook his head, and stood up alone.
"I know. When you touch handsome... you get pregnant"
I'm not handsome, so I probably won't.
Even so, I won't get pregnant.
Orlando, who doesn't listen, stands up alone and leaves the store.
I was so worried that I couldn't stand the weight of the Great Sword that I kissed him on the road.
I lent my shoulder and walked down the street, and somehow I asked the innkeeper, and laid him on the bed in the room I had taken him to.
I told him I'd pick him up in the morning, but he won't remember.
Many adventurers were arrogant enough to climb the ranks.
But Orlando was different.
I was not convinced that the Iris Branch Chief wanted her to be a fool.
Orlando doesn't want to complain if anything happens... it's on me.
She is quiet and doesn't make much of herself.Maybe that's why they're being exploited.
It was still bright outside, and there was still time until the sun went down.
I went back to the guild and went around the back.
A male employee emerges from a place that seems to be a gateway.
When I dropped my sword lightly on my neck, I felt weakness and took it to the shadows.
"I'll borrow it. I'll pay you back soon."
When I changed my clothes and changed into my uniform, I went in through the side entrance.
I thought it was the first time I came in, but I have a lot of staff.From a glance, it looks like there are 100 people.
Even if there are two unfamiliar people, the deception will work.
If there is a problem with the guild side, there may be some kind of instruction written on the quest form.
The branch office is different, and the work content is the same, so I immediately found out where the documents are.
Orlando took the quest ticket, mainly for the quest he was in charge of.
What are you doing?
A male official spoke to me with a strange look on his face.
I was assigned to the first floor the other day, but the quest ticket of the adventurer in charge was mixed up here by mistake
And I'll tell you a proper lie.
"Ah, there is."
It seems to be a common mistake.
I offered to help, but I politely declined.
The second floor is above rank C, so be careful, okay?
The friendly male staff member left as I graciously returned the call.
Collecting Orlando's quest ballots in the past few months, they were all B-ranked or better quests.
The reward amount is based on the quest, so there's nothing strange about it.
However, when I looked at the back, it was only written in a note with the elves.
……
If you look only at the back of the bundle of quest tickets, it says the name of the race other than the human race.
We don't bother to do this in the Rahati branch.
"Why, it's strange!"
"However... it's significantly over the stipulated time... and I don't think I can reduce the amount..."
The area around the counter was getting noisy, so I listened with concern, and it seemed that some adventurers, like Orlando, had reduced their rates for funny reasons.
I'll never come back!
It was the dwarf adventurer who turned his back and stepped on the floor and left.
There was a clear difference between the guild of the king's capital and this guild.
There are no subracial adventurers here.
The bigger the city, the more diverse the races.
But this guild, which is second only to the king's city, cannot see them.
"Excuse me, can you put this in the file?"
The male official in charge of the dwarf adventurer was the one who spoke to me earlier.
I got my quest ticket twice.
"You were angry, that man."
Well, it's the Branch Manager's order, and I can't do anything about it.
I was told to do it by the Branch Manager.
On the back of the handed receipt, it says Dwarf.
The reduction is mostly unjustifiable.
I was able to predict why it was being reduced.
Raceism was common before the war, but it still exists.
I took a couple of Quest Tickets and knocked on the branch manager's office.
"Chief, I need to talk to you."
"What are you talking about?"
"This is about the amount of the commission."
In doing so, I was granted permission to enter.
Once inside, the middle-aged branch manager looked at me and raised an eyebrow suspiciously.
You don't look familiar.
"I was just assigned the other day."
I don't think they're all staff who don't remember.It seemed like he swallowed my fitting words.
Elves, Dwarves, Beastmen... adventurers of a different race can have their rewards reduced.
"I didn't say that. Such a rambunctious Muhaha.”
The branch manager touches her sagging jaw as she leaks a soggy laugh.
"I'm just saying 'do it well'.No matter what, if you don't like it, you can just go somewhere else.I'm mediating. I'm not going back to people. "
... a magical word that turns all subracles against their enemies.'People Going Back'.
I haven't heard it in a long time. It was a term often used by racists before the war.
“I think it would be better for both the guild and the adventurer to get the right reward.”
“You don't have to treat people the same.Well, why don't you try a reduced price?If you get a bigger reduction, you can pocket money. "
Muhaha shook her double jaw pleasantly.
“I will report this to the Master.”
"Master? Han, I'll tell you something interesting."A righteous man like you sometimes shows up, but as soon as he learns how to make money, he withdraws his foreword.while apologizing to me. "
I don't know if the original lord was Roku, but that's what happened to the Branch Chief.
"You can do whatever you want with your report."
"I will do that."
"It's just that I wonder which master will trust with a bullshit from an official like you and the words of the branch manager who keeps the city of Emil!?"
“Do you know the story of the creation of a guild in the Duchy of Badenhark in a massive quest?”
"Yeah.... what is that?"
“The master will trust either the words of the official entrusted with the quest or the words of the racist.”
The Branch Manager was holding back with a genuine face, as if thinking about the true meaning of the words.
Well, if you'll excuse me, I have nothing more to do.
I bowed and tried to return my heels, making a gunshot or gong, and while hitting my desk or couch, the branch manager came to catch me in a panic.
"As it is, as it is, well, well. Well, well, well, well, well, well, well...Calm down. Let's sit down. Yes, let's sit down first.What do you want? Yeah? I'll recommend it to you.To the chief of the branch. One shot if I keep my mouth shut.Well, that's a good story for you, too.Isn't that okay, huh? "
“I'm not an employee of this branch, so I don't think I can.”
"Nhh? What the hell is that...?"
“Whatever it is, I will report it because I am certain that I have brought my own ideas into the workplace and discriminated against them.”
With my hand on my shoulder, I left the branch manager's office behind.
"Wait! Wait! What are you going to do to me?!?"
"The shadow is thin" activated.
Ah, huh?
Seeing that I was completely lost, I jumped out the window.
"I-It's gone ahhhhhhhhh!? It's so sloppy!?"
You're a loud man.
Oh, I see, it's a dream!
I hope so.
I swapped clothes again with the staff who were still asleep and transferred to the capital with the quest card of evidence.
We captured Tauro at the headquarters and reported the incident from scratch.I told her that I would leave the treatment to her.