Helping with Adventurer Party Management

Goulzin, who was summoned, appeared to have no idea what was going on at first, but his face became red as he listened to him from Jilboa whether he had blood on his head.

"So, are their bodies still there?"

"Oh. There's a room like that in the back of the office. It's tied up there and rolled."

"Shit! Let me worship your face!

Jilboa lifted his right arm to stop Goulzin trying to say so and head back.

At the signal of Jilboa, the crew stands in front of Goulzin.

Though it is the sword that does not pull out, the members who have come with light armor loosely stand around to create a form of siege.

"... what are you going to do"

Without having to deal with Goulzin's condition at all times, Zilboa told him with a voice that was no different than plain.

"Goulzin, I do not think it is strange that you are involved in this matter. You don't seem to suspect your favorite Kenji."

"What? No!

Goulzin was exasperated, but he didn't seem to have lost his reason enough to beat the captain in the midst of a large group of armed men around him in the office of the Swordtooth Corps, and he shook down his nearly shaken fist.

"... so, what do you mean?

"You're right, Goulzin. In this raid, you're the one with the strongest motive. I hear you're making a lot of money with your guardian shoes. But profits drop as Kenji continues to increase shoe production. So I don't want you to increase it. If we can capture Kenji's pattern and suppress the secrets of shoe manufacturing, the profits will be unknown. Doesn't he?

Asked so, Goulzin seems to have understood the dangers of his position.

He looked around at the members surrounding him and began to make excuses, regretting his shallowness, which he had boarded with himself.

"Wait, wait! True, I disagree with Kenji's bastard policy. But if you ask me, he's a golden egg-laying bird. If I strangle you, it won't be gold. Right? You lay too many eggs, and that could be silver, but still silver. I'll take the eggs. I'll take the cage. That's about as much of a split as you can tell, hey Kenji!

From what I've seen, you seem so disturbed that it's pathetic.

However, there is a light in its eyes that is not alarmed, and it is reorienting its body to look for a gap that escapes from this enclosure, moving its eyes quickly.

In fact, we don't need proof. With the force and credibility of the Swordtooth Corps these days, you can turn it off if you want, such as the Goulzin's Intercity Merchant. The caravan (caravan) that Goulzin had would also have a better condition employer to buy together if Jilboa brokered it. Extreme story, you can buy me as a sponsor.

Goulzin may have gotten his money by doing business with his shoes, but the Swordtooth Corps and I, too, have gained ground (Conne) and power (Chi) in this city. It's not a power relationship that Goulzin can behave as he pleases, like when he starts the company.

I guess it's because I realized that. From Goulzin's forehead, there is a waterfall-like sweat.

I had no choice, so I spoke to Jilboa.

"Jilboa, don't threaten him too much. Goulzin has a motive, but not this time."

When I took it that way, Jilboa shrugged her shoulders and lowered her right hand.

Using that as a signal, the group that was surrounding Goulzin stepped back on the wall.

"But I think it's your mistake, Goulzin. I need you to work with me."

When I said that, Goulzin nodded honestly about whether the earlier threat had worked.