Helping with Adventurer Party Management

A few days later, procedures were in place for visiting the Cardinal under Anne's arrangements.

There are four faces to visit: me, Sarah, Anne, and Kilik the escort.

Each of them is dressed to the fullest extent and look classy.

I'm dressed as a merchant I bought before. Yeah, it may stink, but there's nothing else.

Sarah also bought clothes for this visit. There will be many similar occasions in the future, and he was reluctant but forced to give them away.

In the same, whatever it was, Anne was straining. The golden hair is knitted fine and raised high, and the dress is made of tape and cloth based on red and black, wearing earrings, necklaces, rings and other ornaments all over the body.

The chest is wide open to the Omake until it is critical, and the intention is visible in full. You crazy bitch, you are.

"Stupid, you can't keep doing this, can you?," she said, weaving a cape from her shoulder.

In doing so, the breasts that had been exposed were hidden and, at first glance, made them look like ladies.

Perhaps the intention is to induce gaze by pretending to let the priests and nobles take the cape off.

Somehow, it's a success.

It's been a long time since Lolo's incident to knock the gates to First Class.

It seems that the Cardinals are staying, so let's see at first sight, and the pious are pushing.

Most importantly, the cathedral has an opening date of several days a year, which is usually not accessible to the common people.

Still, the people who pushed over are being pushed over by the guards.

We had a letter of introduction to the Cardinal, and Anne made some arrangements so we could get through. But, as always, they don't have our credibility. All weapons were taken away.

Well, even though he hates you once, he can't help it because he's not threatening the nobility.

Besides, I don't even think there are people in 1st class neighborhoods who can beat Kilik even with their bare hands.

Follow the path to the cathedral with the lead of the guards.

I smile at Sarah's first glimpse of the first-class neighborhood world as she circles her eyes and kicks around.

Beautifully cleaned cobblestones. Large, beautifully mowed lawn garden. A fountain that spares no effort to erupt clean water.

There is no smell of sniffing sewage, where you can even hear the smell of flowers and birds whilst in the city.

This is the world of nobility and great merchants. I must interact with the people who lurk in this world.

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I thought I'd head straight to the main entrance to the cathedral, but to the quarters where the priests, who should also be called the cathedral annex, stay. When I checked with Anne, she said she was going to wait here until the hour.

In short, it's with Lolo. I'm guessing my negotiator will be waiting here.

I was struck by surprise then, but this time I'm mentally prepared, too.

The guidance in the quarters will be taken over by the monks, and we will be invited straight to the holding room.

Upon entering the holding room, there is an unexpectedly murderous stone room and a large table and sofa.

And on the couch a young man with skinny, pale gray hair piles up paperwork that has become a booklet and writes on parchment.

The man said, "Go in," not stopping his hand from doing the writing at all and not giving him his gaze.

A surprisingly young voice.

"Fine, sit down properly. Just like I've been waiting a little while."

To put it that way unilaterally, the man even followed the writing. Just as Anne lost her time appealing to her chest, we couldn't have gone to talk about anything and sat in the middle of nowhere. When the tea brewed by the guide monk was also cooled, the man raised his gaze with a feather pen and spoke.

"I'm Nicolo. Priest. Clerk at Cardinal Matthias. Kenji, is that you?

That's what they asked me, so I go one step further and say hello.

"Yes, it's me"

"Like being a former adventurer"

"Thank you very much."

"I hear you're making rare shoes."

"Yes, sir."

You were frustrated that I was returning the response as per the model, and you took the booklet that was loaded beside you and threw it out in front of me, Dosun.

"You're the one who wrote this report?

The title of the luxurious and thick report reads "The Fourth Periodic Report of Adventurers' Business".

I didn't notice because the fitting was leathery and had gold edges, but it's a Urbano report.

Why, this guy has it.