I want to protect you in this hand.

Arsh, 12, 3 years old, in the moon, in the Sem Guild Director's office.

I don't think it matters whether it's a lamb or not.

"But I heard Meryl's lamb doesn't move anymore..."

"Sophie of the Alliance is one of our people. I happened to have some errands in Nilm, so I came."

"I appreciate that..."

It is still there. But that's not the problem. This guild leader, he wouldn't be prepping at all. Perhaps the fact that I don't feel particularly necessary but still wanted to get on and ask for a lunch mechanism.

"I apologize for being so quick. I was just talking about the equipment."

"No, wait, I'm not ready yet"

"So the recruitment of people to work for me"

"I guess that's reception..."

"So, who's in charge of asking the vendor?"

"That's the deputy guild leader..."

Silence falls.

"Now call the receptionist and the deputy guild manager as well"

"Now?

"Now."

"Wow, okay."

Along with the receptionist earlier, a slightly light-hearted man came in.

"What is it, Guild Leader, even though I'm busy on an annual basis"

And I saw this one.

"Steven?"

Will, watch the guild leader and don't move. We don't react either.

"Oh, no, not the same age, sorry, Guild Leader, these young people..."

"Dispatch from the Central Alliance."

"Huh? Are you really here, that's why I told you just to get ready."

"Sorry."

"May I?"

"Oh, yes, something"

"First, did you see the preparation documents"

"Yes."

Read it. This state? I exhaled heavily.

"I'm not ready for anything," he said.

……

An awkward silence fell. I have no choice.

"Now let's prioritize"

"Priority"

"Lunch, Ration, Breakfast. It's easy in this order."

"I'll be in line for lunch, and I'll have tea."

Dan snaps his mouth. I go on.

"Lunch can be done by renting an Alliance liquor store. Rations can only be entrusted to private bakeries. Breakfast can only be done by securing a simple kitchen and a place to eat. Lunch and lation will be even easier if you have a simple kitchen. If you want more efficiency, you may want to have a Veterinary Fat Factory."

The three men on the Alliance's side are taken lightly. I'm getting frustrated. Calm down, calm down.

"Also, determine the size. The size of the sem is the same as that of the East Alliance of the King's Capital. In the East Guild, both breakfast and lunch move around 70 meals. Is there a demand for seme?"

Pocan.

"It's also about securing working people, but there are many guilds that employ orphans and widows around the guild, in addition to the relief around them. What's going on with recruitment?"

View the receptionist.

"Oh, a young boy like you would like that."

"Is it someone who needs a job"

"No, relatively wealthy..."

"... Really?"

"What do you want to do"

"... and"

"So where do we stay?"

"… arrange"

"If you haven't already, I don't mind a cheap place, so can you introduce me to a house where I can cook, where I can stay at a party"

"I understand."

"How soon are you going to be able to make a policy decision?"

The guild chief saw the deputy guild chief.

"In a week"

"Okay, I'll be back in a week. This is an application for promotion."

"Promotion? Well, what are you doing for a week"

"What? I think it's in the dungeon."

"Huh? Dungeons?

"Because I'm an adventurer. So apply for a promotion."

"Adventurer?

I saw Cyril.

"I'll be here in a week. Now if you'll excuse me."

Cyril told me instead. Everyone leaves the room in a courtesy.

Guild chief said as a blubber.

"Promotion?"

"Why don't you look inside"

"It's Nash. The two women are recommended by the guild leader… due to the crusade of the slime dungeon surge and the rescue of the adventurer"

"Huh?"

"The two men are the strength of deep exploration of the slime floor"

"You're a swordsman, aren't you?

"You mean a brilliant adventurer... I was deceived by the look of it. What is an adventurer..."

"I'm sure you misunderstood yourself and made me angry."

"I knew you were mad."

"I thought they said incompetence."

"What do we do?

"Whatever you do, what will you do"

"Because of this, it's all"

"Are you..."

The deputy guild leader says it like it's out there.

"So do you rush to build a simple kitchen and hire people? From now on, we'll figure it out in the fourth month."

"Recruitment, too, will give a little voice to the widow. I didn't know you'd hire me for that."

When the receptionist says, the guild leader thinks.

"About 30, I guess."

"at 31 because I want to eat too"

"Hey!"

"Nevertheless."

says the deputy guild chief.

"It was similar. To Steven."

"An Imperial Demon Stone Merchant who retreated some years ago. That was a good business."

"It was a fuss at the time because a child was kidnapped or something. Children? No way......"

"If you care about that all the time, you'll be treated like incompetent again, that brunette."

"Not good, I'll arrange it. You work properly, too, at all."

"Okay..."