Helping with Adventurer Party Management

A reception room set up inside the city's cathedral, where only persons of high stature are allowed to enter.

The walls are decorated with religious paintings, the tables are thick wood sharpened, and the tabletops are coloured with bright dyes and finely braided cloth. A second class neighborhood with this desk and a piece of cloth would buy a house.

Above it is beautifully decorated candlesticks and dishes with a golden and silver glow, and the light of the candle increases the glow as well.

Such an obviously out of place seat, I had the wings to face Priest Nicolo one-on-one.

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"Wow, this invitation"

Recently, Sarah has also been taught to read and write, while leaving the simple processing of documents and orders to her, so seeing the quality of parchment on documents and orders and the seal stamped on wax seems to nourish her eyes to see what is to be said about the letter's grade (rank).

From that look in her eyes, this letter of call from the Nicolo Priest appears to be of a different character (rank) at the international level.

And, wow, that's golden.

There is also the quality of parchment paper, but the frame surrounding the text is painted with gold leaves or flashy decorations.

Probably documents of the kind exchanged between the nobles in formal documents and so on, and this ornament should also have been handwritten one by one.

What the hell is a call with something like that?

"The priest has taken it seriously."

Previously, my relationship with Priest Nicolo has often been with Priest Nicolo's katana, or worse yet, the healing merchant.

Sometimes I'm an adventurer, and I've been turning to the back of the Cardinal's katana, Priest Nicolo's, as his katana.

By doing so, I have realized mechanisms and undertakings to support adventurers, Priest Nicolo has grown in strength and the Cardinal faction has grown stronger. Everyone is happy. No one is losing money.

But there are forces in trouble when we're happy.

He is a faction against the Cardinal, an opponent of the birth competition of the Nicolo Priest and a competitor of my business.

Besides, maybe I sold my name too much in this city to get around the shadows.

Personally, I had intended to hide behind a regiment of sword fangs, but that seems to be getting me nowhere to look.

"So, what does it say?

and Sarah asks.

Letters from nobles and clergy greats are rhetorical and expressive and difficult to take meaning from a glance alone.

It seems that it starts with something like a greeting of time, and continues with a thank-you to God and something like a fable, leading from what the fable means to my reason for calling,.

"This needs to be deciphered. In short, come on, I know what you're saying. I don't know why. Perhaps the quality and crest of this letter also makes sense..."

If you're about to interact with a bit of an elegant merchant, I'll see what I can do about it. But when it comes to dating a true upper class, you can't do anything about it with my degree of upbringing.

Weakened in doing so, Kirik the escort

"I'll show you if it's good at the proxy that our parents used. We have wealthy merchant counterparts, noble proxies."

That's why I decided to pay you to come and get me.

"Even the Sword Tooth Corps must have received letters and stuff from nobles. After all, you were asking that proxy guy?

And I asked Kirik.

"No, because the regiment (of which) the captain was able to exchange his hands"

and returned.

Jilboa, who the hell are you...