Helping with Adventurer Party Management

"Mr. Kenji, you're really next to..."

And Michelino Said the Festival with half a frightened voice.

"If you think the matter of the Cardinal's shoes has settled, tell him I'm going to make a booklet and introduce him to the priest because he wants to know the scene of the countryside, and now he's going to exorcise the baron and the monster?

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For the first time in a long time, I went to Michelino Festival, where I work in the first district, and when I reported the current situation, I was stunned.

Before I asked you to help me distribute the booklet, as far as I'm concerned, I should be doing my best to report it.

It's just a little bit of a situation, so they say I took my feet directly without having to do it in the report, but it's terrible.

But Sarah, who's following me with her today, also arms next door, nodding, yeah, yeah.

When I saw Kilik's face on the escort, I was slightly distracted from my gaze.

Apparently, he doesn't have any allies.

Reflectively flat to form and call to control momentum.

"Well, wait. As far as I'm concerned, I'm going to bring you a good story."

"That's a good story?

and the voice of Michelino's Festival gets a step higher in frustration and confusion.

Well, I'm not in a very good mood.

I'm sure it's because I'm too busy at work.

I can't forbid slight sympathy for doing my men under Priest Nicolo, because it must be hard.

I was going to soothe my mood after a little chat and then get down to business, but it's counterproductive for people who don't have the time and are frustrated.

Better just cut the story out.

"Check this out"

and take the little parchment out of your pocket and show it to Michelino Festival.

Michelino's eye, who did a little eye, goes back to parchment again and nails it.

The atmosphere at Michelino Festival has obviously changed.

"This... is a brilliant painting. Isn't this monster alive?"

Even my voice is getting more serious flavor.

"Yeah, it's a painting of the Baron. You also have a signature, right?

I pointed to a signature written under a painting of a living demon wolf.

Michelino Auxiliary Festival is as if to show off your knowledge as Junying just

"You're Baron Bertoldo. It looks like it's self-written."

And I shrugged, and I gave him my gaze and looked at this one.

"Do you mean to distribute this painting in a booklet? Isn't it like a work of art? The booklet to be handed out to the church should be a significant number of copies. Is that good?

"Yes, the original painting was painted by the Baron, but this was taken using some kind of print, so you can do it in 100 or 1000 copies"

"Prints! No, I can't really see the brush marks, and if they say prints, they will. I've never seen a print so delicately represented. To be honest, I'm surprised."

As I aimed, Michelino Sabbath surprised me, so I can move on with the booklet distribution.

"Really? By the way..."

And when I tried to cut it out, Michelino Sacrifice, I know, nodded strongly.

"You want to sell the technology of this print. Indeed, if this standard of illustration is to be found in the Book of God, the upper echelons, including the Nicolo Priest, will be convinced. Damn it, Mr. Kenzi, you're still crazy."

And what prompted Michelino's Festival took the story in the direction of buying away the art of copper printing.

I didn't mean to.