I Want to Be a Receptionist of The Magic World

Receptionist Second Year Edition - 17

"I haven't seen it in a while, but it's still huge ~"

Me and the seniors are coming now is Dolan's Castle. I am coming to the King's Island today to attend a briefing.

I looked up at the seniors raising their hands to wow and mood, and I looked up at it too.

If you show the information letter to the gatekeeper and put it in the castle grounds, someone will lead us inside as we knew it was coming, and we will follow as we are told.

That's a castle-tailored information note, or I use the most luxurious kind of paper. Poor me. I looked at it in my hand wondering if I could buy a snack with this.

For the third time in my life, I enter the castle. More or less, in general, I think a lot more is better.

Wear a garden full of greenery, pass the castle's middle gate and enter the building in earnest. I could see horizontally that the seniors I came with were shining their eyes.

"I wanted to come in once."

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Hey."

A castle like the one where the princess lives, admired by the girl. Dada is not the number one attraction in Dolan that anyone would like to visit once a year (check out the epidemic magazine).

But it's a fine and beautiful castle whenever I look at it, but I wish I could have seen it with these sparkling eyes, too, but this third time I didn't like it but my eyes got fat, and it was starting to feel like I was here again.

He bites his lower lip and sets his eyes on it, saying it's all because of him that he's such an unfortunate and luxurious thought even though he's not a nobleman. The same is true of the madness that drove my life, to say the least. To say the least, yes.

When the briefing named the meeting was passed inside the room where it would take place, several people had already taken their seats there and had silently read the material they had been given. That tension that the scene space is similar to the air in the school library and you shouldn't make noises that you shouldn't talk about strikes me.

And where should I sit? I'll try to whisper to the senior who was next door.

"Where should I sit?"

"Maybe over there. Looks like it's got a good name on it."

The senior walked out to his seat with Stasta.

When we got to our seats, people came into the room one after another, and almost all the seats were filled shortly afterwards. I heard there were a total of six receptionists, but as far as I can tell, there are thirty, so I guess it's not just the reception description. There may be other people with roles like communicators, guidance clerks, health clerks.

Ladies and gentlemen, and people like the representative of today's briefing come into the room at the end. He looks intelligent in glasses. He must be someone who belongs to the Knights because he's wearing the Knights costume.

"Introduce yourselves to each and every person first"

When the person with the glasses got to the seat in the middle, he looked over at everyone and said that.

Everyone gets up from the far end in turn, as I was told, to introduce themselves, but apparently the only people who came from outside the castle were me and my predecessors, most of whom worked in the castle, such as' ministers', 'knights' and 'court pharmacists'.

Though we in the perfect outfield shriveled a little, when I introduced myself, he turned a warm smile on me, so I was just horrified. I'm glad they seem nice.

A few sheets of paper are handed out before us by floating magic.

"so that those who have questions promptly express their views on the spot"

When the introduction was also over, when the eyeglass person said so, then the explanation began as if the dictionary were perplexing.

"The tournament will take place for five days. The first day will be for ceremonies only and we will announce the combination to fight there. We will make the decision at the procedure, so it is not our decision. Days two and three will be matches in the arena. Day four moves the place to an empty battlefield for the final game. There is no audience movement. This will be a watch from the arena below. This time we will use a magic tool called simultaneous projection, developed at the Institute for Development Studies of my Kingdom of Dolan. It is a reflection of what is in a distant place, in a way that follows the object, with a notional principle here. From now on, I will change this notion to the word" video "to explain, thank you."

Or because I'm just talking about what's written in the material, it feels like the material is talking. It feels like there's nothing to waste, not every word of it.

We have been talking at this pace ever since, and although we have been told to express our views on the spot, we do not disclose a single population. In the first place, I can't even give an opinion because they explain it to me so much that I don't have an opinion.

But I guess the only reason the story feels strangely long is because the description is enormous, even though it only talks about what's in the material.

To sum up the point, our job as receptionists is to

-Give me the money and give me the ticket, or get the ticket and put it inside

-If anyone tries to get in without permission, I'll get them.

· Attend signatures of participants' names

· Remember all the places and names of people so that no one can ask you what to do

It felt like I should keep these four points in mind.

I'm not told you shouldn't take a transcript, so if you're worried, you can bring a piece of paper with you the same day that you wrote down what you heard in this briefing.

and made suggestions to seniors who leaked anxiety that they might be remembered with a difficult face on the side. Indeed, what a pompous beating of a hand the senior writes down on the form in a satisfactory manner.

"I don't know if Yacklin's going to catch a cold on a day like this. Is he going to be okay on that day?"

I said three from Hare, but me and my senior, and one more, Mr. Yacklin, who works in Hare in the south, had been selected. Unfortunately, I'm not here today because of a cold. I only asked the director once because I was wondering who he was but a senior because of the three of them, but he hasn't decided yet. And since it was yesterday that I heard Mr. Yacklin was the receptionist, I didn't even have time to talk.

The senior seemed to talk to Mr. Yacklin from time to time and laughed that he had fallen from a cold before this. They're really close.

And the briefing that I had set up quickly ended, prompting the eyeglass person to exit the room.

"Doesn't it look like a scratch?

"Senior, it's..."

I mean, I value time more than scratch because it's the perfect end time, or, well, it's neat. Unlike Hare's meeting, I guess I felt extra like that because there was nothing to discuss until after hours. But there was no futile talk at all, and where I don't know, he explained it to me until I found out, so I'm not dissatisfied at all. - What is it? Me.

Were we the only ones returning to the bottom of the island, or were we the only white knights who had guided us so far to speak and were told that we would lead them outside the castle again? That would be so. Everyone else works in the castle.

"The shoulder load is a little off. I can't believe the minister was present."

"The operation will be carried out by the castle people."

"Don't you want us? I thought I was on my way."

"Sure, there are a lot of knights, and now what is it?"

"Hey.... hmm?

As I walked down the aisle next to the courtyard to get to the gate, I heard something busy, so I looked over to you with my senior.

There are a few aristocratic men and women.

"I don't know."

Walk slowly with your eyes open but without stopping.

Looking at it, that group (not so many people) seemed to be a gathering of aristocrats, and I could see a lady in a yellow pale dress holding a baby wrapped around her and a few men and women talking soothingly to surround it.

And for some reason, there were about three people in there who knew their faces.

In the meantime, I'm walking fast with no eyes...

And I said, "Oh? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh?" a barebacked red warrant stepped out of its busy circle and came this way.

I keep going fast without even listening to my senior call. Are you going to get caught? I can also be stopped from going first to the knight who was guiding me.

In the castle it becomes a run and a leap, but the opponent can come to the castle, walk, and walk even more gracefully and quickly than I do.

I thought I could finally get out with the gate in front of me, the arrow tip, there was a completely different breeze on my back all the time. Feel someone else's temperature on your back.

"Hey, don't you know how to be polite?

A luxurious fingertip on my shoulder stuck my cheek.