Helping with Adventurer Party Management

At the end of the explanation, he was silently urged to leave the room.

In court drama, for example, they are dramatically sentenced, but there does not seem to be any such event.

Perhaps a questioning attack on me is just like some kind of outpost or ritual, and there will be a struggle between the real powerful in the back conference room without going through me.

If such dragons (dragons) are involved in a struggle with each other, ordinary people like themselves will be crushed petitely.

Only to disperse quickly.

I was only preparing my mind that there might be a call on my way home, but nothing in particular led me by a guide who was able to get out of the cathedral with five bodies satisfied.

I felt that during the meeting it was a very lengthy questioning, but from the actual time, it wasn't that long.

Depending on the position and inclination of the sun, is it something like two or three hours at most?

Whatever it was, I managed to cross the narrow lines.

And, at the same time as I was relieved of the heavy pressure, dot and fatigue pushed me.

Apparently I wasn't the only one who felt that way.

Claudio, who accompanied him from start to finish, took a deep breath, unusual and audible here.

"I was grateful to God that I was alive."

and so on and exaggerate like a priest, so laughing with Kilik the escort

"I'm not kidding!

And he scolded me with a serious face.

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When I came to the gate separating the 1st and 2nd blocks, several people had picked me up.

From the Swordtooth Corps, the deputy chief swiberry is visible, and from the workshop, Sarah's face is visible.

Raise your hand gently, it's adorable to wave a boom.

"Kenji, you're safe!

Crossing the gate, Sarah jumps at me.

Given the circumstances when they sent me out, I can't help but worry about Sarah, but I also feel like it was just a ritual when I finished.

By analogy, I have the feeling that it was a spectacle, like being attached to a political show like the American Congress hearings, the Japanese Congress reference questions, etc.

It would also be because of the fact that Priest Nicolo barely came with his mouth pinched.

I would have truncated it if it had been a fatal failure.

"Printing industry, will it be approved successfully"

On my way to the workshop, I heard Claudio with a face that looked serious.

Thinking about how to answer it, the people accompanying me looked like they heard it, so I decided to briefly explain it.

"Perhaps you'll be authorized, if you say so."

Answering that, the surroundings boiled doggedly.

In fact, I don't have a direct interest in them in the short term, but I'm glad you still thought it was your job.

I'm pretty sure the church was interested in the printing industry.

That's all I showed my rights in pieces, and I was responsive.

"The question is how much involvement the Church will show..."

The grunt staring at the cobblestone seemed fortunately distracted by the surrounding cheers and not to reach anyone's ears.

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A few days after returning to the workshop, nothing happened.

"It's hard to hear from you."

Claudio and others are constantly softening even when they are doing other work to see if the tension at that time still falls out.

Kenji, you're calm.

Sarah, who brewed the tea, praised me as I cleaned up the work I had accumulated in the office.

"There's nothing we can do here."

The absence of a tone sharp so far is proof that the arena of struggle is moving to a place between great people.

There's nothing we can do down there.

Besides, I can't even imagine where Priest Nicolo would lose.

"Coming soon. I have to get ready to hand it over by then."

In case Priest Nicolo loses in his power struggle over the printing industry, it's not even gonna take this one's life.

On the other hand, if we win, we won. So we expect further additional work to await.

If that's the case, it's better to keep your hands moving now so you can get easier at work when you win.