Helping with Adventurer Party Management

With Sarah's suggestion, I suddenly decided to open up a celebration and something.

"I don't know, a lot of people."

In front of the Leather Street workshop, people gathered like a country town festival and were turning back.

Like more than all the craftsmen in the workshop plus their families.

If you look closely, the gaya and the rallying faces are mixed up with the craftsmen from other workshops on Leather Street and, for some reason, even with the army of swordfangs.

They pull out, they're in good shape, and they're wearing armor with all the markings on it, so you'll see soon enough.

"Kilik, what are these guys?

Oh, my God, Kirik must have been in trouble, too, even though they said so.

"These are the soldiers... you've been smelling booze somewhere"

If it wasn't for Kilik, the guards would have contacted the headquarters.

"Fair enough. Increase security only at the entrance and exit of Leather Street, and don't let anyone pass except those involved. Let them drink, so get to work."

Copy that, and dropping off Kilik on his way to the arrangement, Sarah came in footsteps with Patapata.

"Flour arrangements, we're done! And because the artisan wives are getting together too!

"Is the meat and eggs going to be ready?

Meat and eggs are hard to come by all over the city. Well, even if I suddenly say I want to use it for the festival, it's normal that if I don't have a daily business relationship or trust, even if I have money, I can't get it to respond to my order.

"I didn't get that, so I asked someone from the Swordtooth Corps."

I see. Is Sarah the source of the swordtooth soldiers?

"What's wrong?

Responding to Sarah peeking into her face, "Nothing," she heads to the temporarily added kitchen.

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The craftsmen in the workshop are young on average, so are the craftsmen's wives who came together to help cook.

Among other things, a young blonde advances and bows her head deeply to greet her.

"Always, always, my husband (Scion) takes care of me"

"No, Theon's doing great."

I greeted the young rookie management's new wife back, but I stared seriously at her face.

Light golden, braided hair peeking from a blue headscarf, deep green eyes, white skin to pull out and white teeth visible from a small mouth.

She's not as flashy as Anne, who's a stage actress, but she's quite beautiful.

When I saw her, when the other bachelor rookie management guys saw her, don't get rough, she went crazy.

Sarah's voice, which comes to her attention as "Kenji," is a little pointy.

"Oh. Then Sarah will do the bread instructions. Pasta isn't much different from bread until you squeeze it for now, is it? Shall we do it together?"

The pasta one had eggs in it, and the bread one would be about East, and based on his insignificant knowledge, Sarah separated people from the team that made the bread and the team that made the pasta.

I know more about pasta, but Sarah knows a lot more about baking.

If you like it, you're good at it, and Sarah's guys are loud about the type of bread and the baking and subtraction.

He had recently entrusted the operation of the workshop, and instructions to his wives are also in the hall.

I asked about three people here to help me, and when I mixed the eggs, flour, salt, and vegetable oil and did the kneading, I had a ton of round dough.

The fabric needs to rest for a while, so it will be out of hand until then.

"Come quickly, Captain!

From outside the office, there is a voice calling this way.

It was a sudden celebration, so the procedure fell apart and they called for immediate instructions.

Perhaps the young rookie management guys who should give detailed instructions in the field are obsessed with drinking or eating meat.

So, if you can get some energy back from tomorrow, that's fine.

When I shrug my shoulders, I head outside the workshop early enough.

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In front of the Leather Street workshop, there were even more people.

The cause of this is the barley that keeps getting carried in and poured out in barrels.

I don't have time to unload it from my luggage, and it pours more and more economically into the cup that the people who fill the road dedicate themselves to.

A familiar voice was heard from behind watching the sight, mindful of Sarah's one, who ordered it a lot flashy, just a little nostalgia.

"Don't worry. That's a plug from the Sword Tooth Corps."

There stood a captain of the Swordtooth Corps with a cup, rarely armored and only wearing a sword in a loose long coat.

"Looks like you did it again, Kenji."

Nonetheless, I have a bad mouth.

And it seems like a play to do, but that suits you again.

"Not yet compared to you, Jilboa."

I'm not flattered. The guys in the Sword Tooth Corps are far more armed than anyone in comparison to me, but there is a sequence among them.

Jilboa and the surrounding Corps of Expeditionaries are the most elite of a regiment of soldiers defeating powerful monsters like mowing grass.

Somehow this guy, don't keep moving away from me.