The meeting was dissolved first, and Deputy Branch Manager Iris and high-ranking adventurer Guy seemed to have had a hand in moving from behind the scenes to the Guild Manager's conceived setting.
Also, the cost of treating Guy with magic was borne by the guild leader, who involved the two of them, and the first thing was to wait beside him until the guild leader's work was over.
In other words, I am very free right now.
Since I was free, I decided to take a peek at the guild manager's work and watch him process some kind of paperwork.
I don't know how the letters of this world have been formed and developed, but somehow, just like words, I could understand what they mean.
Sometimes it is strange.
Is this app power too?
"... oh, that's incorrect."
"... Hmm"
"Oh, here too. And since this contract has information deficiencies, I think it would suck if it were pursued."
And I will say good things about being able to read the letters to the guild leader, pointing out miscalculations and paperwork.
No, I don't know, blood is noisy because of the office livestock era there.
Even though I think it's bad, I want to point out that there are mistakes.
It is the otherworlds of this medieval era, where civilization is developing at best, who are making this document in the first place.
He's not my enemy with ten years of modern company and livestock.
Then the guild leader sighs out of his grief and returns as if to observe an unidentified alien or something.
He's such a rude old man.
"... where did you acquire that knowledge and upbringing?
"No, I just happened to flash. It's bad. It's bad."
I'm sure the coincidence just overlapped, hi.
No, I can't, though.
But the blood is noisy, so I can't stop. I can't stop.
"It doesn't seem very bad to me, and it's obviously weird because of my ability to calculate first, but... okay. It's just because of you that I got the job done fast, and let's just say I'm gonna tell you about the real reason I hid you."
"I see."
I see.
........................ I see.
No, no, the content of the meeting so far wasn't the real reason!?
You're lying, Grandpa, you didn't plot me!?
No, there doesn't seem to be any conspiracy to see this guild leader calm or anything.
I'm just saying there was another reason we weren't talking about it.
You freak me out.
"As you know, I am the former Earl of Galhart, the lord who governs several towns and cities around here. The governor gave it to his son, and now he works as a guild leader, but he is proud to say that his voice in the aristocracy is much stronger than that. And my son is also my son... Hmm, are you listening?
"I'm listening."
It's a lie, I haven't heard it.
Even when I was told about my voice and title in the aristocratic world, my understanding did not follow because I was not familiar with the culture of that hand, and my head seemed to freeze.
For now, I snort with a knowing face, but first, to what extent was the Count...
I know there is a duke under the king.
And underneath it I feel like I was a marquis.
Where is the Count?
Under one of the marquis?
Or two down?
It is a mystery.
But it's better than a middle-class aristocrat, I guess.
I feel that atmosphere.
"Fair enough. Returning to the matter, my Count Galhart family had a son who succeeded the governor and gave birth to a grandson.... you're just about your age. When I look at you, I think of my grandson."
"Ho."
Apparently, Grandpa's real grandson is about my age.
But are you glad you faked my identity even though you have a grandson?
I thought it was a bad idea to adopt him.
The guild leader sighs when what he thinks has come to his face.
"Well, naturally I understand that would be the reaction, but don't worry. Anyway, my grandson is weak, and he hasn't stepped out of the mansion all this time. And this is why I kept you hidden."
Oh, the clouds are getting suspicious.
I just want you to give me a break to get caught up in the aristocratic drowsy house commotion.
I haven't decided yet.
However, if the grandson is not intentionally trying to end the treatment with poison, he may be suffering from some kind of injury that is difficult to heal due to healing magic.
For example, he lost his leg, or he was invaded by incurable diseases.
It seems like a curse or something, considering that this is a different world.
And then suddenly appeared without any foretaste, a recovering magic usable mystery boy who seemed to have no reason to master in church...
I mean me.
Maybe that's what it is, even if you don't.
"You might have noticed if you were educated and well-guessed, but... you're right. I want you to see and treat my grandson's disease. [M] The church operator saw it many times, but in the end, it was useless no matter how many times I applied restorative magic. This is no longer a curse..."
No, you can't.
The Church's Recovery Wizard, who will probably be at a higher level than I am, is also a disease that certain men of arms, such as those employed by high nobility, could not cure.
I may not know the guild leader, but I am level 3 without a clue.
What do you expect from Level 3?
Maybe he thinks it works and could work differently than the Church's restorative magic, but unfortunately my profession is usually a cleric.
Probably the same skills I use.
"Chi, by the way, what are the symptoms?
"Oh, my body is always hot, my voice withers, I cough heavily..."
"... hmm?
Oh?
"Furthermore, he has received reports of constant tiredness, lack of appetite, etc. Sometimes the symptoms get lighter at a time, but they end up turning around again.... is no longer in my hands"
"No, isn't that just the flu, or the cold?
"... what!? What is the flu!? Tell me!"
When I answered the pinned symptoms with a conditional reflex, the guild leader grabbed me.
Speaking of which, there was no reason to tell anyone in this world about the flu.
Plus, great grip.
That's the head of the Adventurer Guild, probably with a fairly high level of professionalism.
Or gibberish gibberish gibberish!
"I was just there."
"Huh!? I'm sorry I did this to you. Seems to have upset me."
... Shit, is this the level gap?
No, seriously.
Well, I don't know about not looking at him for now, but that's all the guild chiefs worry about. Recovery magic is ineffective for viral diseases, I guess.
I still don't know if I have a cold or a flu, or maybe a completely different disease in another world, but... let me just get you some cold medicine at the pharmacy.
If this makes things weird, then that's the time.
I can't do anything about it.
I mean, I've said a lot, but maybe it's a cold.