Mr. Murietta frowned at the guild staff with a heavy atmosphere.
I don't know what the hell a party is, that's the attitude I'm just saying, but I just never put it in my mouth, and I sit beside Baron Winner very hard to correct my posture.
Speaking of which, Baron Winner, who was an adventurer, looks like he knew the drunken adventurers over there, but I wonder about the guild clerk.
I've heard that only those who are called heroes... or Murietta's dedication has raised her temper and her profile as an adventurer, but that doesn't necessarily lead to equals connections.
"This time I have received a report from both of you travelers that a human being based in the Adventurer's Guild has become intoxicated and entangled with phrase obfuscations. It was also decided here that it was not necessary to obtain confirmation from the person due to the large number of sightings. It smells like alcohol."
Guild officials who admire adventurers tied up with a tight eye say, well, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Yeah, I kind of get it.
Exactly. The drunken adventurers were conscious and hesitant, and they didn't look back at each other with that gaze and seemed dissatisfied, but it looked like they were falling apart.
Mr. Murietta must have been able to swallow the situation somehow, too, comparing us to the drunken adventurers and seeing him pulling his mouth together a bit.
Baron Winner next door is an amazing sweat though.
Keith Less, your eyes aren't laughing anymore. My face is smiling though.
"Now, let's hear what difficulty is, and I want to ask my own opinion on it."
"Wait a minute! Why were we called?
"... Murietta, the..."
"What, Father, do you have any idea!?
Baron Winner tried to say something to his daughter with a crying face the moment Mrs Murietta raised her hands and asked her the questions naturally, and she leaned down again.
You thought it was her father, not herself, who had something to do with the matter, too, to see how it went.
That's already a surprise face. Yeah, still cute or something. True, I get beauty......
(I mean, Mr. Murietta doesn't seem to be involved himself...?
You can think you really don't know that sounds surprising, can you?
As long as Mr. Murietta is not a super acting actress or anything.
He's a kid who doesn't know a lot, but from what I can tell, I don't think he's a tanuki type like His Eminence the Chancellor or something...... oops silence. You're not speaking up, are you? Ok Safe.
(So this is a coincidence? I wonder how quick it would be to get everyone involved quickly.)
No, you don't have to think about it. If you're now Baron Winner, the Talking 'Hero of Adventurers Up', you're also a star of expectation as an adventurer's guild. That's something the adventurers admire.
If that's what's involved in the trouble that's happened on the land that's busy at the festival...... it's like saying you know what it's like to be a baron, anyway, if you're just involved. I guess I'll treat even the guild as urgent.
And I'm Baron Winner, but I guess you really can't ventriloquist.
I thought so when I saw you before.
(To put it well, honestly, but then I guess if you get tangled up in a belly-black nobleman or something, it's not something you accumulate...)
I've never exchanged words directly with Baron Winner, but what is it?
You mean reminiscent of my father... No, my father is a real nobleman. But the way you're getting so fashionable over there reminds me of home in the meantime?
"Father, what do you mean!?
"Yes, no, that's"
"Ask Winner's husband that his daughter was put on her sleeve for nothing. We ah...!
"Yes!?
Oh, I guessed something.
I met my fellow adventurers, Baron Winner, and I talked to him about sticking to a booze seat or something and feeling a little cheerful like an adventurer...... is that it?
I don't know, I don't think my guess is off! That lots of stuff.
"Hey, hey dad!? What the hell!!
"Yes, I don't like it, do I? Look, I came to the festival and I met a nostalgic face, see?
"Huh? It's not! What, what do you mean, they put me on my sleeve?
"Sleeved, in short, flabbergasted."
It seems that Murietta, who really doesn't know what that means, asked for clarification from the guild clerk, and the clerk who gives a serious answer even though he looks in trouble. When I heard the answer, I was surprised to reveal my anger gradually. I wondered if Murietta needed to be here because of the noise of what a parent-child fight was like when she stuffed Baron Winner...?
Baron Winner is also a nerd that he has returned to the adventurous mood... if only on the subject there wouldn't have been such a fuss...
(But I thought Mr. Murietta was pretty good too, but no way. Not until Baron Winner......)
No, maybe this is normal?
'Cause if you lived a normal life, you'd have a wealthy, but cramped life.
The “aristocratic” life I admired was less liberal than I thought, and I stuck with it face-to-face with my old familiarity, like?
There's a failure in the booze seat, like...?
I'm a little too allergic to that level of problem.
Anyway, Keith Less is smiling, but she's too silent, and I feel grumpy...
"Hey, hey, excuse me! I'm not (...) flustered yet!!
Are you still here, Mana?
Unexpectedly I saw Aldar too, but Aldar started drinking tea with a shiny look...?
"But hey, Murietta just became a nobleman and just had a hard time......!!
"That's right, noble Sama like your brother and sister over there and the husbands of the adventurous winners......!!
"That's enough, that's it"
It was the guild officials who controlled the adventurers who spoke out to yell at us with their gaze.
What a headache it seems to be to have fingers on your temples, but it's hard to be in a position where you have to put this place away, although as far as I'm concerned, I just need to relax because I'm other HR.
Baron Winner looks busy paling his face and sometimes glancing at Keith Less, gazing at the guild clerk, and looking at Murietta.
The adventurers who are holding back the adventurers (that's a pain in the ass) pretend to be unfamiliar, right?
Wow, I don't know.
I don't care so much, can I go home? I'm tempted to say that it doesn't...?
"Well, then I don't think the problems in my territory are that complicated."
Keith Less opened his mouth once everyone shut it.
Naturally, Keith Less, the person with the most status and power in the world, will draw attention to you.
Originally, the guild is more private than the state, so there shouldn't be any need for special grubbing, but this time the position still seems weak because it is "part of the Adventurer's guild” human immortality.
"Baron Winner and his son met them, friends of the Old Knowledge, in this city where they stopped for a trip home, celebrating the reunion and flowering into the story of setting a banquet seat. It's a booze seat, but your daughter didn't participate, so is that good?
"... Yes, I went back to my room then. I think my father was drinking with everyone in the liquor store where the inn operates."
"Baron Winner. Am I right?
"Yes!
"Hmm."
Keith Less showed her a little thought and then looked around and opened her mouth again.
"For each one, the noise grew so loud that it seemed like there was a misunderstanding but naturally I didn't go blameless. I have been in this city by chance, a lord of apologies to the Alliance for that, and I want you to listen to me because I'm at my discretion."