Helping with Adventurer Party Management

Due to Swiberry's command, members of the regiment continued to gather at the company (of which), while still beginning to see what the barracks looked like.

Corps gear to defeat monsters such as shields, axe spears, and crossbows is continuously carried in the empty space of the expanded workshop.

I asked for an escort, but what the hell kind of dragon are these guys going to take down?

It is too tight.

Bring consultation to Swivelry, who directs the vibrant and the members.

"Swivelry, I'd like you to keep one of the witnesses I'm bringing in."

"Hmm. Who?

"He's a village priest. I want to keep the village chiefs, the village humans and the priests isolated."

"What's the reason?

"Because the priest doesn't know which position he's in. I have trouble with being with the villagers and being included in something. Besides, it's just a little tight here to protect a high-profile priest."

Hearing the answer, Swiberry gives a single eyebrow and stares at this one.

"I've been thinking about it for a long time, but you're a resolute, ironic, soothing habit, and you behave all the time."

"Well, then, you can't have everything in two with the Devil's Sword like you did. This is a normal person."

"Normal human beings. Hey... Well, that's good. The priest would be better off in a beautiful second-class neighborhood."

And make jokes.

Anyway, we're going to be bringing them in from the village, just like abduction. I can't even make a good impression.

But if you were surrounded by armed mercenaries in the offices of the Swordtooth Corps, you'd have less complaints.

After a few laughs, Swivelry listens in a serious voice

"So. When do you read that you're going to set me up?

"If the other one is retarded, even tonight. If your opponent is good, keep him on surveillance alone tonight. Raid with all your strength in anticipation of a match when all the evidence is in place. If you're great, you don't plan a raid in the first place."

"I see. That makes sense. How do I look at you?

"It depends who's behind the deputy. The way they do it, it's clear and dodgy. So I think it's quite possible tonight. If there wasn't a raid tonight, we'd have to be pretty careful."

"If you raid tonight, are you the target? How powerful do you think it is? Do you have a magician?

"If you're going to raid tonight, I'm the target. You know you won't shut up with money, so you'll come for your life. In that case, the target is a trinket. I think it's unlikely we can hire a magician. Wouldn't the main force be a bunch of adventurer collapse batons and private soldiers? Only the numbers could come together."

Swiberry called out when he laughed niggardly at the crew getting ready for the fight in the office and at the gear lined up against the wall.

"I'm looking forward to that. The number of defense fights against him is the eighteenth (postcard) of the Sword Tooth Corps. You guys! The enemy's raid is tonight! You're welcome!

"" Whoa!!

Over twenty men chant in a wild voice at the temper of the deputy commander.

The Sword Tooth Corps is a first-rate clan that deals with man-eating giants (Auga), winged beasts (Griffon), and dragons (Lesser Dragons)

It is.

I can only sympathize with the private soldiers who come into that genuine equipment and formation.