It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

Until evening, I was chased to check the papers. I could take him for a walk, but it would be halfway through, so I asked Liz to take him later.

I'm reading the paperwork, but on my lap, the two of them are amiable and lying down. It's warm, but very disturbing. Every time you wander off, what? I can't even move because I'm going to lift my head like what? But Taro got bigger too. Wolves and large dogs of this age say they will grow all at once, but they are already close in size to adult dogs in medium-sized dogs. The shark also came with meat because the food situation had improved, and it became firm. I don't feel that gullible anymore. It feels healthy.

I read it all the time and took a breath, so I stroke my two heads alternately. Warm and pleasant, so fast thoughts flow. If this was a cat or something, it would come up on the paperwork and interrupt, but you should think it was for lack of it.

As I look at him, he bows to the flourish. Was this definitely a signal to play when I was a dog? When they try to get up, they both jump out of their knees, sit down and breathe much rougher. I tease the bone toy in front of the two of them and throw it like it's time for a shark leg too. Then the two run out and take each other at the same time. Taro caught in the air brings it and drops it in front of him. I don't say head, I don't say face, and when I rub it, I shake my tail with joy.

"Stay!! Stay!! '

When I look to the side, the next thing I know, it feels like the next thing I know, a shark is waiting. Let it glimmer in front of you again, and now throw the toy so that it's smooth. There was a shark on my ass that taro was late because he was always throwing away so he was poked in the void - running all the way, or biting and bringing it back. Rub it down as well.

"Pa... Suki"

Play that way a few times, produce water by the time both sides breathe out of exercise, not excitement, and put it back in the box. I throw quite a few times and my arm is a bit heavily lazy. Looking out, the reddish sunset is starting. Is it time for a call?

Thinking about coming from here, Liz comes into the room. Looks like I'm done helping you today. You look a little tired, but you're in a good mood. I was talking to Teecia about wanting to borrow Liz from the evening about the walk, so I guess I'm glad I let her go.

"It's getting late, so I'm gonna take you for a walk, but you look okay?

"I guess I might be consuming quite a bit of strength because I was playing. I think a little eye walk would be fine. She said," Hold me right there. "

"Haha. It's good because it's cute. Hime's legs are getting much better, too. I'll be back in a minute. Good luck with Hiro."

"Well, I don't think we'll have to work hard, but the Viscount's a tougher story."

With that said, we laugh bitterly. When I show the collar, both of them start to get excited again. I've also been through saying it's just a walk for Liz, so I don't mind anyone taking her. I guess I would be very satisfied if I could take enough walks and get a reward at the destination store.

As soon as Liz leaves, Norwegian deacon shows up. I have a carriage ready. It's a few minutes' walk away. I don't know what to say about treating guests when I get here, I'm scared. I get in the carriage, holding back a look that doesn't stink or stink. As soon as he runs out, he can tour the mansion and get to the side of the entrance. I give up in my head wondering if this format is important. I'm going to have to turn to the hosts in the future, so I'm going to ask the squire guild to see what's going on around here.

He leads the butler and is put through to the reception room. When the door is knocked and the response returns, it opens.

"Good evening, Master Norweh. How are you feeling?

"Long time no see. Hearing that unchanging greeting soothes my heart, which was a little bit of a tattoo. It's okay. It's not that bad."

Norweh smiles bitterly, recommending a seat.

"Mmm. Where did you come from? I guess it's about you first. Thanks for the report. Thanks. If it hadn't been for that, I'd still be doing it on Earl's territory."

Norweh reinforces the bitter smile.

"We talked to some extent about the former king. It is this way and your father, the Count, who will be greatly affected by the eastern deal. I need you to know how it went around there. It stinks. In that sense, I understand the story. It's okay because you're a human being, everything's settled. So, I'm more of a reporter, but I appreciate it, but it's too unscrupulous. I'm glad you even checked things out, but I also have" Lizzatia, "so be a little more careful. I read it with the Vatanis report, and my liver's cold."

"It's a case I got myself involved in. I thought until I checked the situation, but I didn't think it was that bad. I'm just glad you're safe to see your face like this."

"I'm lucky. Really. There are 30 people in the report. I'm sorry about the grade 7, but I don't deserve it because it's out of place. However, there is little difference in the ability to perform operations between the two platoons in the military, with 12 in the sixth grade. Differences in equipment, differences in proficiency, but they have everything. In that sense, he was murdered without the skill of a civilian, comparable to the military. How hard it is to make it public. However, given the future, the wound would be shallower if it sprayed in a way that honestly says the Adventurer Guild misjudged the grade. There's also a reason to say that the herd is expanding unexpectedly. In the future, I would recommend a 4th level. If you have 32 5th level, 30 opponents will be able to do it in five minutes. Well, it depends on how far we hunt."

Hmm. Admit it properly and publish it? The scar is smaller after that. It hurts when I hide or repair it. Around there, I can do it right, so I knew it was political, sensitive.

And grade 4? I don't even know what kind of person he is anymore or if he's human. I was hunting bears in the 7th grade and found out, but I think the average human thinks the strong guy is up to around the 7th grade. I can't really imagine going up there.

"The adventurer side is working at his own risk. You will be convinced if there is one because proper information will flow. There seems to be a small amount of guild crap, but there are leaks, and I hope they interpret it in a good way."

"The guild thing isn't something you can hide through. Little by little, I'm adjusting to divulge the story. This Grade 6 case is a painful one, because if you say anything about Grade 7, you're a victim. Phew...... It's hard to get inside."

Norweh looks down and exhales. Is it still tough, even if it's Norwe, for people to die in their gardens for no reason?

"What will Mr. Vatanis do?

Do you want to leave? That's our mistake. There are parts of the Alliance that were decreasing its budgetary freedom, and the failure to delegate Lordship powers is problematic. The woods are getting that bad because I'm the one who was scolding, under-intelligence, but lowering his budget freedom. I can't blame you. Because the blockade of the forest is also a sovereign authority. The Administrator, let alone the Adventurer Alliance, cannot be executed with a single guild leader. In that sense Vatanis made the right move. However, the problem was that the accommodation didn't work and the flexibility wasn't there. Except for the story if I was in town, it's all overlapping bad luck. Normally, I'm competent, but what I don't see when there's a big problem is a little bit of an age part. I think it would be better for him if he grew up downstairs and retired again. I cautioned you about this one, but you're staying. There are no job failures. It just wasn't a good idea. You've convinced me, so I guess we're done here. "

Norweh flaunts his shoulder. There is a slightly sinking color on my face.

"I will give special dancing money to the families of the deceased adventurers in the form of saying in the name of the lord. Formally, I wonder if it will take the form of a warmth for the amount involved in an improper way. It's better to have it than nothing. Normally, there's nothing coming, so I guess I'll have to convince you."

Is Norwegian aware of the problem? Because of the lack of communication between the top and bottom and the stiffness of the organization, it's already an accident of some kind. Can't you help it there?

Vatanis is also a gear for tissue. The gear can only be accommodated to the extent that the gear can move. You shouldn't have. But that "inherently" wasn't working well, so there was a problem, and Norweh was talking about a headache. It's harsh to ask gear for even buffering, but it would also be the work of the superiors, beyond the fact that the organization is not yet adequate. I guess I'm glad I had to reprimand you.

On the adventurer's side, there is no compensation whatsoever, as it should be. I'm a self-employed contingent. Still, it would be better this time because the Adventurer Guild admits it's not, and even some of it will compensate. I'm sorry about the deceased, but this is what this job says. Because we put a thousand dollars and lives on the scale, sometimes one day the scale leans on life.

When that happens, Hartis becomes a problem. It didn't turn out to be a futile death in his planning, but if you think about it in an organization, it's an act of transcendence. That would be a headache for Norweh.

"So what do you do about Mr. Hartis?

"That's it, isn't it? Your report and the rapid closure of the forest prevented the death of a reckless human being. These two points are very large. In your case, I can praise him at will, but in his case, he's deviating from the life of the organization. Trouble. Really Trouble."

He says he's in trouble, but he doesn't look in trouble. Ha, is that this pattern? Well, I don't hate the person, and I'm very competent. He also understands the relationship between the top and bottom properly, so I wouldn't have. Oh, is this the palace service? I know, but it stinks.

"Guild leader of the Adventurer Guild of 'Lisatia', you haven't made up your mind yet, have you? It's a borderline land with no track record. There will be no one there, and even if the current personnel moves, they will be treated as left-handed."

"Hmm, that's tough. What do you say? I have some good people here right now, and I'll introduce you?

"It's flawed, that. Well, yes. This is the story that moved in the report I put out. I'll take care of it."

"Ha. Thank you. Either way, I can see your territory developing from now on. In the end, it's a flourish. Let's get this over with. I just don't know what to do with Vatanis' support. After all, the contents of the Adventurer Guild are different from politics and discretion. There are parts of it that come around."

"I was wondering if that would be a good idea if I could introduce Mr. Hartis to backward moves. It's very eye-catching around here. This is the situation. You've already finished the race, I'm sure."

"Mmm. That's a real shame to think about. You can't shelter when you talk about the organization, can you? Yeah, I'll leave it to you. If your place is cheaper, you won't have to worry about the east side. That's better."

Can I borrow this, too? I guess I'll lend it to you. Forgive the boulders for their deception, but from now on, they will work responsibly in the same territory. Let them work with guts.

"Well, I guess we talked a little too much. I'm preparing dinner. Will you eat it?

"Yes, I will gladly keep it with you"

That's what I'm gonna say. Fit Norwe up, take a seat. Are we talking about what we're actually going to do with the forest from here? I wish I could tell the taste of the meal......