Helper teacher of magic girls' school

The Milateguer Chamber of Commerce is one of the most historic in the Kingdom of Valentine.

It was Enzo Milateguer, one of the knights of the round table who followed the opening Bert Creed, who opened the small store where the Chamber originated.

Enzo said he was a man of excellence in the number of martial arts.

He was brainy, but is told that he also took on so-called dirty work by helping the oligarchy and rigid Bert Creed.

Has the wary blood risen in this day and age after several generations?

Gaspar Milateguer, the current head of the Milateguer family, has demonstrated outstanding business talent as well as stretched the Chamber's performance up his right shoulder in an unjustified manner.

Gaspar was 45 years old at the time.

It is a personality that is seemingly well perceived and always has a soft look, but does not show its true intentions except in the stomach.

There are unlimited other companies in the industry that Gaspar has come to crush, knowing a certain degree of risk, through a variety of measures.

However, there is as much exposure.

Sometimes the way Gaspar did too badly was on the verge of taking the life of the Mirategel Chamber of Commerce.

But Gaspar, on the other hand, was very cautious.

When something happened, it was carried out via people who became dummies, so the hands of the official constitution never directly extended to Gaspar.

And there were also a number of crises that he tried to inflict on himself, and he used his kinship to the fullest, and every time he worked for the royal family, he escaped the ordeal.

Naturally, the royal family has not come silently to forgive repeated scandals either.

There was also a history of the recent case of adhesion with nobles that they missed by promising that this was already the case.

But for Gaspar, such promises are meant to be broken.

Time went back a little late Aug. 3......

This is the head office of the Milateguer Chamber of Commerce in the commercial district of St. Helena, Wang capital.

Two men were across the street.

One is the lord of this room, Gaspar Milateguer.

The other is the head, Tapani Baton, the belly heart of Gaspar.

Gaspar was seeping remorse.

He has the same expression that crushed the bitter worm from earlier.

"The situation has changed because of the Busche Chamber of Commerce contract," said an Adventurer Alliance official who is letting him hold the money and play the role of an informant, "and now there is an urgent and rewarding entry.

"Ugh! The new Alliance Master suddenly arrived and activated power."

"Yes! They say she's an Art woman named Minmi Brandell... who immediately changed the submaster Jakob Belli, whom we acquired, because of corruption, and greatly eased the terms of payment of penalties, etc."

"Shit! Can you handle it? You know, acquiring that master again."

"That's... the woman, she said, from the Adventurer's Guild headquarters in Bertrand, and she seems to be a powerful man who became an adventurer and quickly became a submaster in a short period of time. In addition to being very eye-catching to the head of the Alliance Master at HQ, Edmond Dumaille seemed to adore him."

The new Alliance Master doesn't seem to be the person to be fished with gold as before.

Gaspar tongued remorsefully.

"Chi!... How much money do you think I've spent on this one? I'll never give up."

"As the meeting head said..."

Tapani agrees.

We absolutely have to crush the Busche Chamber of Commerce in this case.

It's a big battle to switch all their "treatments" here.

"Let's think about it this evening. There must be some kind of hand. We'll reconstruct the operation tomorrow morning."

"Yes, sir, I see you."

Tapani left the synagogue room to thank him deeply.

Gaspar still falls back on his favorite chair he uses, trying to figure out a rape meter.

"Mmmm...... any good hands?

Gaspar wrinkles between his eyebrows and thinks face-down.

It was the moment when my feelings came out to my voice and I roared.

Gaspar's utterly ignorant voice echoed into the meeting room.

"Good hands? I do! It's a great idea for you to live the rest of your life in peace and quiet."

"So, who!?

And when he lifted up his face, there stood before him a wizard with a long skinny body wrapped in a dark blue coat.

Wizards are men and still young.

20 years old there or there, but its face was arguably out-of-phase.

Dark eyes stand out on dark hair on a distinct face with deep carved, nostrils.

"Ha, that's the first time I've seen you. I'm Lou Brandell."

"He said it was Luu!? Hey, you! When!? How much, where did you get in from?

"I don't care about that. Let me ask you a question."

The Wizard Man = Lew ignores Gaspar's questions and more.

"Shishi, he said it was a question! Don't be ridiculous! Tapani! Tapani!

Gaspar calls his faithful belly, but withering his voice did not respond in any way.

Lew shakes his neck sideways with his arms around him.

"Ha, it's no use. Your voice won't leak outside this room. Naturally, my voice."

"Hey, what! Are you still a wizard?

"It doesn't matter either. Come on, that's a question."

"Ku!"

Lew asks Gaspar, who roars with regret.

"Do you still love your wife and son for leaving this house?

"What!?

All of a sudden Gaspar gave a strange look when asked about his family.

But Lew asked me to continue answering.

"Come on, answer me! Do you think I'd like to live with you two?

"Huh!? Oh, my God, that's...

It turns into something that doesn't make you say whether or not Lou's tone is against Gaspar, who doesn't try to listen to the question.

"Answer me! I'm telling you"

"Mm-hmm! He was so upset by what I did! I'm not serious about doing business at the end of the sentence! This business is to be eaten or eaten!

Gaspar telling me to throw up.

Apparently his wife protested the way she chose no means.

But his wife's feelings didn't seem to reach Gaspar.

Luu sighs sadly when he hears Gasbal's words.

"... I think I said I wanted to be happy for you and my family."

"Shut up!"

Gaspar rejects Luu's words.

That's how Luu told him one fact.

"Let me tell you just one thing. The wife you threw out is blessed by all the kingdoms to live happily ever after. I hear your son has a great talent as a decorator."

"Those guys! It's none of my business anymore!

"Well... the question was your last chance."

Luu rang his pins and fingers when he said so.

At that moment, Gaspar fell asleep in distress, sitting in a chair.

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Early morning, August 4......

Gaspar wakes up sitting in a chair.

There's some noise out there.

"Chi! Did you fall asleep thinking about it last night?

The memories of a wizard with dark hair and black eyes, a long skinny body, had disappeared beautifully from his memory.

Naturally, you can't remember what conversation you had.

"And what's it been all morning?

Bang!!!

Sounds like kicking through a door downstairs.

And somewhat stepping in, the footsteps intersect with Tapani's voice trying to stop it.

Footsteps approached us.

The number of people is not one or two.

The meeting room door is knocked out of the blue.

"Gaspar Milateguer! This is the Interior Ministry Secret Service. I'm arresting you as a client to Baron Anktan for committing a crime."

"Arrest?

I did give instructions to Baron Anktan.

Instructions to Baron Anktan are the collection of authentic weapons and protective equipment that the Busche Chamber of Commerce was supposed to deliver to the Adventurer's Alliance.

Instead, pack the cheap junk in a box for delivery.

It also naturally consigns the suppliers of the Busche Chamber of Commerce.

But Gaspar hasn't spoken directly to the Baron.

They pinch a bunch of people called regulators and give them instructions.

Deny the fact that we haven't talked directly to each other in any way about the shield...

That was Gaspar's usual 'hand'.

"Ha, it must be some kind of misunderstanding, right?

More and more!

As always, the door is slammed hard and hard.

"Don't knock too hard on the door, I'll open it now"

Gaspar is calm enough to say he's a jerk.

Five men stood with Tapani, who turned blue when he opened the door.

Everyone is wearing leather armor and raising a small sword.

Is this the Interior Ministry task force under Prime Minister Philip...

A special unit that investigates and secures against the nobles who worked evil.

I hear Anktan's been arrested, but there's no evidence of my involvement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what can I do for you this Mirategel Chamber of Commerce in the morning?

A man standing in the center opened his mouth.

He is a magnificent man with a calm atmosphere but unusually sharp eyesight.

"I'm here because I need you, Gaspar Milateguer. And you won't have to lick us. Even if you haven't given direct instructions, we've secured all the people who intervened, don't worry."

"Safe?"

"They told me everything, and this is the proof."

"Ah! Ha!?

What the Secret Service man offered me was documents that I should have placed in strict compliance with the magic vault in this meeting room.

The contents, through Baron Anktan to date, are a list of authentic items that were supposed to be delivered by the Busche Chamber of Commerce that bought them - i.e., a list of stolen goods.

When most of them woke up for a while, they bought it from Baron Anktan for about 1/3 of the market value and planned to sell it separately.

But this paperwork does not constitute any decent evidence either.

Because the contents listed are the contents of a different contract.

"How did the Secret Service get our contract of sale?

"A bona fide third party called in. If you decipher the unique code you're using, you can read it... and as a result, the contents and number of items seized from Baron Anktan's mansion match perfectly."

"Cryptography? That's absurd... I don't know anything about it"

"That's a bad foray. I told you I've secured all the intervening humans, they threw up everything. Including the Gorotsky you hired in this city."

"Huh? Gorotsuki? What are you talking about?

"They're taking direct instructions from this Tapani at the mansion, you pulled it out"

"Tatata, Tapani! Hey, you!

Tapani nodded so as to avoid Gaspar's gaze of condemnation.

"Thigh, I'm sorry, I see you! I didn't know you were following me!

That's where the SWAT man broke off.

"This is a royal decision. The Mirategel Chamber of Commerce is out of business with today. Forgive the descendants of the knight of the round table, but the warmth of all of you has led you to live the rest of your life in the province."

"Out of business!? Place!?"

"Oh, it's a quiet monastery in a small village. It'll take about five days on a horse from Wangdu."

Apparently, Gaspar is made to 'retire' just as the elderly aristocrats live the rest of their lives.

"Nah! Bubba, stupid!

To Gaspar, who still argues, the man in the SWAT says he's pissed.

"We also have all the other evidence of the evil you've done so far. It's called a matching move. Think you're just lucky not to be sentenced to a maximum sentence!

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"By the way, you refused to live with your family... well, it's easy to live alone, until you die."

The words of the Secret Service man were heard far from Gaspar today.