Helping with Adventurer Party Management

In the meantime, invite Jilboa into the office, which has just been cleaned up.

"Not surprisingly rough."

"The smell of chickens hasn't disappeared."

Securing water and food will be important in Cage Castle.

So Sarah refused to leave the chicken outside, as it was a good idea to carry a bag of water barrels, flour and lentils.

Thanks to this, I still smell of chickens after a light cleaning. I left the straw on, but the manure may be creeping up. I'll have to polish the floor later.

"So I'd like to talk to you for an example."

Trying to ask why, stop.

I guess Jilboa has the thoughts of Jilboa.

You can just sit here and judge.

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When I knocked and then opened the door, your example rose with a change of blood phase.

That gaze is on the back of Jilboa, not me.

"This is this..."

As she walked indoors, her complexion turned red after turning blue.

"Come on, I think I inconvenienced you. Your father is worried. Will you come with me?"

When Jilboa thanked him perfectly gracefully for the formality alone, the man's complexion turned blue again.

The one who turns blue or red or busy.

But there are some things you can't miss asking.

"I haven't gotten a ransom yet. I don't have trouble being taken at will."

Even though the result was less damage, the administration and businesses in the territory were to be completely suspended for a few days, as well as the need to assure the residents of the food in the caged castle. The depletion of materials for Cage Castle doesn't make a fool of me either.

You can't give this nobleman back until you've charged those costs.

Jilboa nodded, removing parchment from his nostalgia.

"Would you please sign here to make any payment for this disturbance? The Guarantor will be the Church and I."

The power of the Church and the violence of the Sword Tooth Corps. He's the most powerful creditor in the world.

Just in case it doesn't come off. If so, there is no difference here either.

"Seal me with a seal," Jilboa makes further demands when she neatly folds the parchment when she sees you signed with your trembling hands.

The dignitary, who no longer felt like Jilboa's so-called doll, twisted the large ring of his middle finger on his right hand to remove the decoration and press the seal from the top of the wax warmed by the light.

Is that a rigged ring? I didn't realize. Nevertheless, this seal looks familiar.

"Fine. I'll keep this one. I'll pick you up later."

When Jilboa misses parchment paper, only formality is politely thanked to leave the room.

When I closed the door, I could see a nobleman holding his head on the chair, who until then had seemed as easy as if he had not understood his own predicament.

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I went down to the office, pinched my desk and ran over to Jilboa to question him.

"Who is that? You know."

The captain of the Swordtooth Corps nodded lightly, answering as he tapped his desk lightly with his white finger.

"Viscount Samia. Count Lund's involved, right? It's not that close because it's a bifurcated muscle."

"No way."

Speaking of Count Lund, he is the owner (top) of the city.

So many big men were moving to the sidelines of the printing industry?

Seeing this complexion, Jilboa says, "Don't worry" as she shakes her neck to the left and right.

"The Church also has an obligation to report to the Count beyond doing business in the city. I think I heard that somewhere."

"I mean, bouncing bravery? Nevertheless, you know very well."

There are no photographs in this world, so the earlier meeting would have recognized each other just by looking at each other in the face.

"I saw it at the ball a few months ago. I also heard rumors that he was a prodigal, in trouble with money."

Do you remember the faces of the participants a few months ago? And you think he's at the ball?

I no longer have the strength to penetrate anything.

It seems to be coming out fine. Above all.

"By the way, Kenji seems to have followed the board, too. The peasants have come to stop us in desperate shape."

"I don't know... it's just a miscalculation. Thanks to you, the Cage Castle operation is ruined."

Sneeze your hair and wiggle it with your right hand.

"I told the villagers to stand and cage in the church, but mercenaries have bad behavior..."

It seems that the mercenaries who made their way to the church earlier tried to make a dime and make a scene with their villager counterparts, good thing they lost their eyes on surveillance.

That is, looting, kidnapping, rape. Did you think a helpless villager opponent would do anything?

I was chasing a bandit, and I heard the name.

"So what happened to those mercenaries?"

"I don't know? I haven't heard."

I just know that I'm not among the prisoners tied to the garden for now.

I'm not going to know anything more.

I'm not a righteous messenger. If the villagers are safe, that's fine.

"That young lady, but I'll have the armor deposited in collateral. I don't need to be reluctant to pay."

"That's fine. I'll do the escort here. And the mercenaries."

At the end of the whole discussion, Jilboa took the steps to take his seat and finally said, "Speaking of which, there was a message".

"Priest Nicolo said it was time to come back to the city. You want to come with me?

Apparently, your vacation in the countryside is over.