Helping with Adventurer Party Management

The next morning, me and Sarah were stretching out a lot, breathing in the fresh outside air for the first time in a few days, in the sun, and remembering last night's interaction with Jilboa.

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"Melted...? What a disgusting story."

When I said yes to Jilboa's story, Jilboa continued.

"Well, I guess you didn't want to leave evidence. Was it a ready self-determination, or magic that would activate automatically if it turns out to have been captured? Was he really the sorcerer in the matter, or was he simply a puppet manipulated by sorcery? It's a magician's guild investigative job around here."

I ran into Jilboa's doubts.

"Earlier, you said it was over, but there's not always one magician, is there? Is there any other chance he's here?

Jilboa's answer is...

"Are you bigger than me?

That was the thing.

Even Jilboa has only once bought the grudge of a great nobleman for being targeted by an assassin of a mage.

Besides, they're not after you repel them.

Yet it's not over-consciousness that scares me when I'm attacked by multiple magicians.

As I was getting a little embarrassed and red, Jilboa looked like a kid with a successful prank and laughed out loud before continuing.

"It's expensive to be a magician in the service of nobility. Yeah, that's not the kind of person you can use. Besides, magicians are cowards. Once, once repelled, rarely will things ever come close again. Until you reveal yourself, you won't be attacked by a magician again. Well, I've never been on the lookout, but I hope my life is over."

Yes, Jilboa assured me, and I finally felt the load on my shoulder.

"Nevertheless, it's not refreshing to deal with a magician."

And when I say

"Right. I don't know what sorcery they used. I don't even know if he's dead because I slashed him with a sword. Even if the body stays, I don't even know if it's in person or a puppet. Even if it's a corpse, I don't know if it's self-determination or it's been erased. I don't even know if he was there because there aren't a lot of artifacts left."

Let Jilboa take this backdrop as an example.

I don't know, I'm done.

Maybe that's the magician's power.

I noticed something and checked with Jilboa.

"Speaking of artifacts, what happened to the rest of the costumes?

Even if the body melted, the clothes would have stayed.

But Jilboa's answer is...

"I baked it on the spot. I don't know what kind of curse it is."

That was the thing.

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Thus the sorcerer's threat left, but the search he asked the Adventurer's Guild brought unexpected by-products.

Other than the sorcerer, the people who were after the company were captured in dozens.

From the hand of some big merchant to the mud that he planned to steal when he heard the pioneer's shoes were expensive, as if they were featherworms on meat, the suspicious ones sprung up later and later.

It was an unexpected expense, but I paid the appropriate honorariums according to the qualifications of the people I caught.

"You better rethink the company's security plan from the ground up, Kenji."

That was the word of Kirik, who was in charge of security.

"Well, that's all the business is getting attention. Famous taxes."

And I have to shrug my shoulders and answer.

This has been before the Cardinal's revelation. What will happen when the revelation is complete?

From now on, I feel horrible.

Even then, while me and Kilik were retooling their security plans, work proceeded around Gorgogo, and the shoes for the Cardinals were continually becoming available.