Helping with Adventurer Party Management

Episode 141: The end of the negotiations

It is unsavory that they continue to take the lead in the negotiations as they are.

If it keeps flowing, if you realize it, you can be a boy and be on the front of negotiations with nobles as Nicolo's men, and so on.

"From here, too, I have a suggestion for Master Nicolo. Everything in the business belongs to Nicolo-like factions, and it's a path to monopolizing know-how."

"Hmm," Nicolo seemed a little interested.

"First of all, as far as I'm concerned, I'm not willing to monopolize my business know-how. We are willing to communicate the method individually to Nicolo or Nicolo's chosen person. After that, we know that Nicolo is in charge of how we use the results."

"I see," Nicolo said, closing his eyes. Perhaps we are thinking of the forces of the self-denomination that will be strengthened by it and their effects.

"And what's the price? What do you want?

"It's a church blessing to the adventurer. I want to at least give God bless those who go on adventure, those who die on adventure."

"Hmm. Specifically?

"To make treatment convenient for adventurers and to bless adventurers going on adventures again in a church near Adventurers Guild. We also want you to set up a joint cemetery for adventurers on church-owned land."

To put it all that way, Nicolo seemed surprised.

"It's in the interest of the adventurer, isn't it?"

I smile and say.

"Dear Nicolo, the business won't turn well just because you've learned the know-how. It is obvious to see the nobles struggling today. Don't you need a competent city well former adventurer who can hire you at no cost of identity protection at that time?

That's what I heard, Nicolo, who didn't break his stern look, finally laughed.

"Knock it off. It's going to be pretty expensive to hire that person."

"No. The man will do his best to work for Master Nicolo. And even if it's a little expensive, can you take it back?"

"Sure, I can take some back."

That's what I said, Nicolo laughed.

"Kenji, aren't you really going to be a priest"

I'm not lost about that. Look Nicolo in the eye and answer with your chest stretched.

"Yes, I want to live with my people as one of the dust mustards living in Ichii, as an adventurer"

Hearing that, Nicolo just seemed to give up.

"Hmm, that's a shame. If you ever change your mind, you can always come to me."

So he wrote something on the salad and parchment and gave it to me along with a metal medal that he kept nearby.

"I often turn your suggestion to discussion within the Church. Those of the opposing factions will make a rough noise, but when they settle down, they will do people. January won't take long. Prepare and wait."

Now it seemed that the talks, which lasted a long time, were over.

Two, until then, Nicolo, who had sat at his desk and written paperwork, stood up and approached us.

Surprisingly tall. My gaze is a little higher than mine.

Nicolo took a small leather bag out of his nose and grabbed the powder that looked silver, he pointed his finger at me and seemed to squeal somewhat in his mouth. At the same time, my body gets so hot.

"Kenji!" Sarah screams.

I never panicked because I know how this feels, but I was just surprised.

"Kenji, this should have healed your legs. What names adventurers can't keep their feet dragged."

"Dear Nicolo..." This treatment was given up at a high price when I injured my leg. It's supposed to be pretty high-end magic.

"What, I enjoyed today's question quite a bit. A small thank you. I'll be in touch. You may step back."

That's all I said, back at the desk, Nicolo resumed his writing and never turned his face to this one.

As it was, another priest led us out of our quarters near the cathedral to the gates of the First Class District.

It was a really tough opponent, tough negotiation. Jilboa guy, you threw a round at me in anticipation of this. Later, if you don't be sure to complain, I'm sorry.

"Huh? Hey, you're leaving like this? And the Cardinal? What about the nobles? This costume cost me money!

It was today that only Anne, who was tenacious to catch the troupe's sponsors, had a similar voice to scream, but she was tired so she didn't have the strength to deal with him.

It seems a lot harder to forgive later.