He Didn’t Want to Be the Center of Attention, Hence, after Defeating the Demon Lord, He Became Guild Master

Zeke and Mizha entered the dormitory of the Alliance, and Zeke actually executed the request and sometimes asked them to perform dungeon exploration. Mizha became an apprentice in the Intelligence Department.

Mizha wants to work as a clerk, so she remembers the work of a waitress under Verlaine. She didn't get out of the house very much until she came to my guild, she had a cramped feeling, and she was happy to be able to work outside.

"Mizha greets you well, so it's also popular with regular people. Please continue."

"Yes! We will continue to work hard!

Shortly after the opening of the shop, when Verlaine encouraged Mizha, a customer just came in.

One is a woman wearing a dark brown coat with long black hair and a red ribbon. He wears a blouse and skirt underneath the jacket, but takes care not to stand out as much as possible.

The other is a long, muscular man with silver hair. It's a good age to say, but blue eyes are sharp, and Mizha's eyes are so powerful that she's scared when she sees her. Again, he was wearing a dark blue jacket with a color close to black. I think it will attract a lot of attention in any outfit, just because you're big.

They are the guild masters of the Red Twin Pavilion and the Black Lion Pavilion. The woman is Sherion Hartis and the man is Leonid Balanch.

"Welcome, I will take you to your seat."

"Oh, Dick, did you have a daughter sometime? Don't put the Fox people in the corner."

Despite his powerful appearance, Mr. Leonid is rather light in character. I can't believe Mizha is my daughter. Is it bad for Zed to at least want her to be my sister?

"My name is Dick's daughter... Verlaine, what do you think?

"Even if it's me and your husband's daughter, there's no particular problem."

"There's obviously a problem. Mr. Leonid, I met you about six months ago. No matter how fast the Beast grows, there's no way she's my daughter. And don't call me by my name in the store."

"... even if I just put on my coat (cloak) like this, I want you to thank me. It's pretty hot out there, and it's steaming inside."

Sherion, nicknamed Shelly, slaps his jacket into the wind. As she is hot, she seems to have survived the cheerfulness of June.

"I met her there by chance. Don't worry, Dick."

"... I'm as old as my grandfather, so I won't be mistaken"

Haha, now I'm going to date my grandson like a grandfather.

Leonid is the oldest of the Alliance Masters at the age of his grandchildren. The Adventurer Strength is 54820, which is lower than when he was younger, but he is a wartime spear fighter (lancer) who maintains his SS rank and leads the Black Lion's Pavilion in action.

And Shelley has a special profession called the Red Wizard. She is the same all-purpose type as me, but she has different types of magic to use.

She can attack and heal, but she has other special-purpose magic. It is magic to entangle men. I'm immune so it won't work, but Shelley's magic is unmatched against men. Taking that into account, her Adventurer Strength is equal to S Rank 33927.

The minimum required rank for an Alliance Master is S. However, since Alliance Masters rarely fulfill their requests on their own, their strength does not determine the Alliance's rating. It can be said that these two alliances are located in the same middle tier of the 12 alliances.

"Mizha, please show the two of you to your private room."

"Yes, of course. This way, please."

Shelley and Leonid glanced at me and entered the partitioned seat. During the day, there were few guests, the focus was on eating lunch, and no one noticed what the two Alliance Masters had done.

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Sherry likes sweet sherry wine just like her nickname. Since she seemed thirsty, she recommended a blend of citrus juice and sherry wine that was also suitable for hydration.

Mr. Leonid asked me to use a jock for the black ale, so I kept it the same. I didn't come here to drink it, but I wanted to offer you some hospitality because you came to the tavern.

"Well, let's drink to the prosperity of the three guilds. Cheers!"

Mr Leonid, not to mention the boom, swallows up a beer filled with a wooden jock. Shelley took a sip and snapped 'delicious'.

"Hmm... delicious. After all, the Ale in this shop is special."

"... Dick, I heard you need to talk. Something wrong?

Shelley says indifferently. When she got to her seat and took off her coat, she wondered if she was conscious or not, and if her breasts were too big on the table - I wondered if I could point it out in front of Leonid who didn't mind, so I decided to proceed.

"Sherry, what kind of request does your guild have from the White Goat Pavilion? Just tell me as much as you can."

"... if that's the case, I thought I'd wait a little longer before talking about it. Did Dick already know?

"What, what do you mean? What is the White Goat Pavilion doing? I can't just leave him."

When Leonid was about to get hot, Mizha brought a replacement ale. Verlaine must have seen Leonid's drink and let him take it.

"Customer, I brought you a refill."

"Oh, don't be shy. Thank you, lady, this is pocket money. You can buy whatever you like."

"Eh... yes, do you want it? No, okay?

"Ah, you should keep it. This guy won't lose his chip once."

When Mizha receives the gold, she leaves with her head down. Mr. Leonid doesn't have any gold below the silver and doesn't take fishing, so he doesn't have any left over for the Alliance Master.

Shelley continued talking after Mizha had gone. I don't suppose my guild mates can easily tell you that.

"From the White Goat Pavilion, some of the work I've been doing lately is like an experiment."

"Experiment...?

"I don't think it's a request to check the effect of the new magic tools... I didn't write it that way, but when I look at the contents of the request form, I think that's all I can think of."

Suddenly there was a disturbing story - trust in the white goat pavilion suddenly shaken a lot.

I have my Alliance experiment with unauthorized magic equipment. If that is the case, it is possible that the law is being touched at that point. The collar used by the Galum Door Chamber of Commerce is also magic equipment, but depending on the application, possession of magic equipment is illegal. Unless an application for use has been submitted and accepted, it cannot be used in the King's City.

"What is this new magic device?

"... I didn't accept the request, so I didn't see the actual product. However, as far as the contents of the request form are concerned, I think it is manipulative of people's behavior."

"A magic instrument of hypnosis... oh, my God. It's decided not to use it in such a way."

The information reinforces the suspicion that the white goat pavilion was involved in the Beast's trade.

The beautification collar used to sell Mizha and the others as rare animals is also a magical tool to hypnotize the Beast.

Not only that, but if we're making magical instruments that hypnotize humans, we can't imagine a very good use of them.

"Did that request come from another guild?

"... I wondered, so I also asked other guilds. I was able to confirm that some guilds refused, but I didn't answer" Purple Scorpion Pavilion. "

"Miss Shelley, are you okay? I wonder if they caught my eye by looking into it."

"No problem. If there is anything behind the purple scorpion, I am ready to fight. It's troublesome, but I can't help it."

Shelley says she looks sleepy, but she has a strong sense of being an Alliance Master.

Shelley puts her mouth on the glass and moisturizes her throat with alcohol. And he looked at me with sleepy eyes.

"... it's hard to deal with a white goat pavilion. Alliances that have been commissioned to experiment with magic equipment will be sent to the White Goat Pavilion to keep information from leaking outside. The purple scorpion is already there."

"Does that mean Miss Shelley was in a white goat pavilion when she asked for a favor?"

"I think so. There are two SS-ranked executives at the White Goat Pavilion. If they come in, they'll screw up the Alliance....."

Zeke didn't have the ambition to interfere with other Alliances, even though he had the strength of an SS rank. Unlike him, if the executives of the White Goat Pavilion were someone who wouldn't choose the means to move other guilds as they thought.

Sherry's shoulders are trembling small. She endured the threat of a white goat pavilion executive ever coming.

"I should have known about the White Goat Pavilion earlier. I'm sorry I'm late."

"... that's not true. I can't disobey their orders as long as I'm under the umbrella of the White Goat Pavilion. But I'm sure they were doing a good job until then. Things just changed."

"What happened to the White Goat Pavilion, the Alliance Master's change of heart... Should I ask him directly? What do you think, Dick?

"We'd better keep our suspicions down. When the White Goat Pavilion moves to hold us back, it's just a big crowd."

However, given the shelley under her umbrella, the first thing I need to do is reassure her.

Leonid thought the same thing, and said with his arms, he drank the rest of the second ale.

"The White Goat Pavilion wanted to maintain order in King's Landing from the standpoint of the Adventurer Guild. That doesn't seem like a screw bent."

"... I don't know yet. I might just be reading too much... but I left a copy of the request from the White Goat Pavilion. I want Dick to see it."

I've thought about asking the agent, but I know how Shelley wants me to see it.

I just need to make sure the white goat pavilion doesn't know I went to the red twin pavilion. Just like when Intelligence wasn't there, when it was working undercover.

"Okay. I'm going to visit the Red Twin Pavilion."

When she answered, Shelley laid her hands on her chest relieved. It was not until she came to the store that she relaxed her expression.

You must have been nervous all along. Given the circumstances in which her guild was located, it is not impossible. When you came to my shop, you wanted to ask for help.

But the Alliance Master carries the life of everyone who belongs to the Alliance. That's why you don't easily throw up weak sounds. Shelley also has that strength.

Shelley reaches out to the glass again, but her hand is trembling. I noticed that when I stood up, I clasped my palm in Shelley's hand and sang the magic of "Light of Peace (Mind Cure)".

Magic works and your hands stop shaking. But Shelley lay her eyes down and told her to mock herself.

"... please don't. It's not like you're scared."

"It's okay, sometimes. This guy, Dick, is the one you can count on when you're here. I would never refuse a beautiful request."

"Well, I wouldn't say no. We're each other in trouble. So you two want to eat something?

Shelley looks a little surprised. And then she burst, and her belly rang.

"... I wasn't eating breakfast... so I'm embarrassed."

"That's good, it's proof of life. Well, I want to eat meat. Dick, it's been a long time since you waved your arm."

"I don't have to cook anymore. I hired a good cook."

Verlaine - Yes, but she hires other cooks. As soon as I put the order through, I smelled a fragrant smell and I was worried about Shelley's stomach, so I put out a snack of flame walnuts. While laughing joyfully, Mr. Leonid gave Mizha the chip again and flushed the black ale replacement he had brought into his throat.

I'm glad I didn't let go of my suspicions about the White Goat Pavilion and took immediate action.

I don't know if Shelley's guild is really about to get involved in evil. To confirm this, we must acquire the unauthorized magic equipment possessed by the White Goat Pavilion.

Where did the magic equipment come from? Has someone made it or brought it in from outside?

Whether or not the information network I created will work for the White Goat Pavilion. It was about to be tried now.