Helping with Adventurer Party Management

Jilboa puts his hand on the pattern of the Devil's Sword, while one hand opens the door to chatter.

Naturally, I hide behind Jilboa and watch out for unintentional blows from behind.

The size of the room is not much different from the one previously seen.

However, there is little furniture or upholstery. There is a large, long table, over which sits a civil-style man who can only describe himself as a thin face.

Indoors, at first glance, it looks like just one person, but it's not what I figured out.

"Oh, is it one of you," he calls out.

"Yeah, come this way," the thin-faced man said, pointing to the previous seat with a strangely tall, rubbing voice.

Speak up as you approach and stand as you watch out for unintentional strikes.

"I heard this is the Return Room, but you didn't see it in the Retention Room?

The thin-faced man exhaled and laughed, as he had also heard funny jokes.

"That would be, yes. I've been working for the Count for a long time."

Again, a civilian in this castle?

"May I ask your name?" Jilboa asks.

To find out, this man is the mastermind of this attack. Jilboa grabs the pattern of the sword, and the lowering bracket of the sword belt makes a rattling noise.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, it's noisy! I, hey, I don't like that kind of violence, hey. Yeah. Yeah, that was a name. Excuse me. Captain Jilboa of the Sword Fang Corps right now, hey, don't look at me with such sharp eyes, hey."

Hih, hi, hi, exhale and laugh.

The way this man talks touches a strawberry eclampsia. Is it some kind of provocation?

"No, no, no. Yeah. My name is Rollo. This castle holds a small position in the hand of Count Lund. I wanted to get close to you with the Sword Fang soldiers. So, this is how it works."

"Greater," Jilboa's voice goes low.

I work my head off desperately behind me while Jilboa's handling me.

Lolo. This guy's name was in the investigation. He must have been working in the castle to move supplies.

In company terms, purchasing, military terms, heavy, logistics.

In this world, the military is not much of an expedition, so it is somewhat idle, but financially rich because it is in a position to receive bribes and deliveries. It is a job that cannot be performed without some number being able to read, so it seems to me that it was an official position where someone with abilities but low status would hold it.

Seeing with those eyes, a man with a thin face and a creepy laugh, Lolo's costume isn't bad. I use a tall cloth on tap, and the outfit is brilliant... and I realize there is.

He wears protective shoes on his feet.

Did you notice my gaze, Lolo keeps the words happily ever after?

"Yeah. Hey, these guardian shoes, this is a big deal. I used to wear these fashionably pointed Zuim workshop wooden shoes, but hey, when I put these on, it's like I was wearing a box or something."

Lolo keeps going to see if Xing is getting on.

"I, hey, used to suffer from this, like, curved disease with my foot thumb inside, like this, hey. I showed it to the castle doctor, but it's not just an aging phenomenon.

Hey, I'm only forty! Yeah. That's why I've been letting you look for all these new shoes, but none of them. Hey, in a bad way.

But! These guardian shoes! This is good! Yeah, it's very good! My toes, which were bent like an old woman, straightened, and I'm not tired of walking. Plus, I can still wear the shoes I wore in the morning, even in the evening!

Nice shoes! This is! It's groundbreaking!

I'm glad to be admired for my shoes, but honestly, when this creepy guy praises me, I feel half the admiration for it.

"Thank you for that," Jilboa replies, laughing lightly as she stood.

"So, hey, I thought about it! Hey. These shoes, this is a good business. Hey, you should spread this more! Hey, so, why don't I help you expand your business! Yeah, that's good, don't you think?

Lolo laughed at Hih, Hih, Hih, Hih, Hih when he finished his unilateral statement.