Helping with Adventurer Party Management

I'll be the priest. It's impossible, you know, I thought reflexively, but I could contain the words.

But Nicolo began to persuade him with a serious face, whether he was flattering his face or not.

"Kenji, it is not that you become a priest and have a way of life that serves God's way and preaches. Leave that to another. I expect your talent in counting. They're making rare shoes and such now, but let people take care of the business.

If you become a priest, your previous identity will be erased. There will be no one to point out that you are an abject adventurer. If you're going to be a priest, you can be a priest soon.

If it were you, in 10 years, it would also pave the way for bishops. By merit, the Archbishop is not a dream either. If you become a priest, you will not have trouble eating for the rest of your life. You are free to live as a scholar to reach the door of truth without being annoyed by the dust and mustard of the world. "

Seeing my reaction faint, Nicolo went on further.

"Being a priest doesn't have to abandon the desires of the world. If you observe moderation, you are free to drink and drink. And the woman in the back is your wife? Even as a priest, my wife's belt is forgiven. Don't worry about it."

"Wife..." and Sarah wandered around in the back somewhat, but not now.

In this world, the social status of priests is high. If civilians want to come out with their brains alive, you can say it's the only way. Inevitably, what emerges in the priesthood is limited to one of those who excels in the ability to collect money for the Church, those who excel in gathering believers in charisma and preaching teaching, and those who show their arms in the management of the organization with excellent brains. Well, when you're a real superior, you need some kind of connectivity or political power in addition to all of that.

In short, it is odd that a normal adventurer-thankful person should refuse this broken offer. Nicolo, too, must probably be recommending it in good faith.

This Nicolo is a man of logic. If so, you won't be convinced if you logically show why you say no.

"Dear Nicolo, I have something to do. It's about saving the adventurers, the rush out of this city. I first tried to save them as individuals. But that was impossible. Regardless of my efforts, the adventurers were hurt and died in adventure.

I next tried to save the adventurer as a business. Various patrols and fortunes have led to a certain degree of success. But it is about those who are superior, even adventurers. We did not come to save the runaways.

It came to this, and I realized. Adventurers are something that opens up the world. If that is the case, they will not be saved unless we make the world wider and richer. Now, as is happening in this city, property sleeping in noble mansions is invested in pioneering, so that the countryside has more working mouths, less adventurers and more copper coins in the nostalgia of the runaway adventurers. And that's why I'm risking my life. "

Nicolo, raising one eyebrow, rarely waited for this man until I finished talking to him.

"Hmm. It's Kenji. I'll admit your story is muscular. And let's admit that arm too. It can't be done with the work and luck of a foolish brain. But that's why I'm not convinced about the key motives. Why do you care like an adventurer? You're an adventurer, but you're not. I have knowledge, wisdom, and upbringing. Why risk your life for the ignorant like dust and mustard?"

Anyway, he came back to me uncomfortably.

I can say chest up about this answer.

"I am a man of dust and mustard. We are proud to have been adventurers. We are proud to have fellow adventurers. For the sake of my people, I'm just doing the best I can"

Niccolò just said "well" in a small voice about what he thought when he heard my unmistakable answer.