Legend

At a time when the surroundings were surrounded by darkness, close to 10 people were gathered in the conference room on the second floor of the guild.

At this time of summer's full season, you'll see how late it is now because the surroundings are already darkened.

Most guilds are basically open 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, so magic items that use demonic stones to light up the lights are used all over the guild, so there's nothing like trouble in the dark.

All in all, the current meeting room seeped sweat into the summer heat, but the discussion continued in a hustle and bustle drinking fruit water cooled by magic items.

It would be the honest feelings of those in the conference room who would like to drink cold fruit liquor rather than fruit water if it were meant to be. This is all the more true because even during this meeting, the voices of those who drink alcohol and make noise are heard from the liquor halls that are co-located in the guild.

"As far as I'm concerned, Sty seems like Roble is still early for Rank B. I can't help but think that my personality didn't match mine. But when it comes to clouding your eyes and blunting your decision, you can't ask for it safely if something happens."

Bring a glass of cold fruit water to your mouth, and Arnicht tells you so.

If those who were taking the rank-up exam saw this sight, they would be surprised. Regardless of Ray, who had determined that he was half-playing, it would have been a stunning event not to have the arrogant personality he saw during the rank-up exam if he had made it Roble, who did not thoroughly fit with Arnicht.

Originally, Arnicht was not so arrogant in character, even if it was somewhat harsh on others. In the first place, if you think you were coming to Gilm with the intention of having Ray serve you, and even less hooked up with the action that Egg and Marina did to get rid of Ray and his likely rubbing opponents, it was true that the personality you showed in the rank-up exam was what you were playing.

"Right, I understand what Master Arnicht is saying. When it comes to combat power, it's critical and rank B equivalent..."

One of the guild officials tells that with a sigh, and the residency who was listening to the story smiles bitterly.

"No way, it was a bit unexpected to be told that Master Arnicht doesn't deserve to be a nobleman, not Master Marka who took the bicorn story with him during the interview..."

Exactly the only place for meetings with nobles and their own bosses, a residency that speaks in quite a polite tone, unlike the cheerful use of words against the Rays.

"Direct lines aren't a bad thing either. But that's only if you understand that you have such a personality. Don't act emotionally. Combat manages to pass, courtesy disqualifies, and judgment equally disqualifies. Don't you have a proper conversation with your client, Lord Arnicht?"

Arnicht smiles bitterly at what the Residence boss talks about.

"It might not have been somewhat popular with me, though. But if you ask for a nomination, unfortunately, there's nothing like asking him."

"Personally, I don't hate people of that character. I don't feel comfortable making selfish opponents high-ranking adventurers. I think the concubine should drop him off this time."

Following Arnicht, Marca tells him so as she rubs her eyes and mouths on cold fruit water to wake up drowsy.

No matter how old he is, Marka's body remains a toddler of seven. That's why I'm fighting the sleepers who come to me.

"There was nothing particularly entangling about me, so maybe if I wasn't a hostile opponent to myself, I'd have the appropriate tolerance."

Continue the words as Orchide makes his absences.

Arnicht played an arrogant nobleman, but in Orchid's case it was the vegetarian that was troublesome, and therefore less involved with the Roble now under discussion. Thanks to this, however, we were able to see the interaction between Roble and Arnicht from the position we pulled one step back.

"Hmm, I see.... Then how'd it go in your eyes?

Residence bosses gaze at one of the men in the conference room.

Ahead of that gaze was a middle-aged man in his 40s, a man who had previously remained silent while listening to others speak.

If there were Ray, Roble and Shty on this occasion, he would have had a surprising look on his face. Because the man who was at the meeting with the Alliance staff about the Rank Up exam was the one who was taking the Rank Up exam with them.

"Quality isn't bad. But it's still early."

"... well. It's up to Ones to dismiss it."

Yes, the person's name was Ones.

At first glance, this discreet oligarchy man was actually acting with the Rays as one of the examiners, even though he was not aware of any Rays or Shties that the Arnichts had found suspicious, and could therefore be said to prove to be highly capable of Ones.

That's why I was deliberately invited from outside the guild to do this rank-up exam.

At first, when officials gathered in this conference room about this rank-up exam, Marka, Koan, Arnicht and Orchide were surprised that there were Ones. But when the Residence explained that Ones was one of the examiners, he was finally convinced.

... but Arnicht had a slightly less interesting look on his face.

"Then this promotion to Rank B shall be dropped off when it comes to Roble"

The decision of the chief executive regarding the rank-up exam will first determine Roble's failure to pass the exam.

"Next, with regard to Shty. You're a fox beast, you're a archer. The power of the bow used was medium, and some of the members who participated in this Rank Up exam attacked the bicone most from a distance."

Nodding as those around them admired the high esteem of the Residence.

Shty, who was partying with Roble, but I guess that skill is highly appreciated because he's still an archer. Being able to unilaterally attack enemies from a distance is not an advantage for ordinary warriors, so there are not many of them.

"I have so much courtesy towards the nobility that I don't have to compare it to Roble. I was somewhat unfamiliar with the conversation, but I think I'd get used to it as soon as I acted as Rank B."

Following his combat skills, he also receives high praise from Arnicht's mouth for his courtesy.

The moment those around me thought this was a pass.

"But you have some difficulty in terms of decisiveness. The matter of the bicorn, which was brought to me by the nobles, beginning with Lord Arnicht. I did bring it to her..."

The gaze of the Residence is directed toward Orchide, who nodded at his gaze and opened his mouth.

"It's me. I refused to say no when I suggested it, but I was slightly worried. Of course, I didn't get the suggestion to miss the bicone, but it seemed too hard to think about in my head."

"Isn't it natural to think? I think it's a lot better than turning it down or taking it on without a second thought."

One of the guild officials speaks that way, but Orchide shakes his head to the side small.

"Surely it would be if we thought about it normally. But to see what was going on back then, it looked like I was trying to get it done. I can't say it's all right because it's just what I felt... but how was the interview?

Whew, he asks the Residence as he bites off his small absences, and the person who gets the word snorts, even though he's a little worried.

"Right, I told him to say anything if he wanted to at the time of the interview, but still he didn't say anything at first, feeling like he was watching how this one went. Still, I did say to my mouth that Master Orchide eventually took me to let the bicorn get away with it, but it took quite a while to talk about it. That leaves me with a few questions about my decisiveness in times of need…"

"Still, we talked about it in the end, so I don't think there's a problem."

To the words of the Alliance officials, the same goes for the others around them.

"Ones, from you, how was Shty? You think you deserve to go up to Rank B?

In the words of the Residence's boss, the gaze of everyone who was in the conference room gathers into an oligarchy man.

I know you weren't waiting for that, either, but Ones nods small and opens his mouth.

"I'm a little worried about my abilities, but my potential is high. Besides, unlike Roble, there is no deviation from blood. One way or another, it would be the type that uses others well."

"Well, unlike Roble, it's a lot of credit."

Marca tells him with a small smile, but is it something like respect that is rubbing his eyes to drowsiness at that time?

"Anyone else have something else to say about Shty?

"It's true that you act as a lubricant between parties. And I don't know if this is a necessary skill for a Rank B adventurer, but the culinary arm is there too. Even if I acted with the nobility on some request, it wasn't so bad that I couldn't satisfy myself or eat it."

"... Am I right? At that time, Ray's water was so delicious, I can't remember much about the food..."

To Arnicht's words, Orchid continues to do so.

In fact, the dishes served by Shty as lunch were never bad if considered as dishes using only limited ingredients. However, because the water produced by Ray's dagger of running water using his magic was a flavor to be called the sweet dew of heaven, he was made to recognize it as a dish with no possibility or necessity.

"Um, that water did taste delicious. Is that what royalty can drink or not?"

Unexpectedly throats at that compliment spoken by one of the daughters of the Duke of Quent, who is also a royalist nobleman, imagining what the Alliance officials would taste like if Ray had never drunk water made out of a running water dagger.

The unfortunate thing at this time would be that the subject is water. I couldn't imagine how much water Ray had created just for the drinks he was touching.

In the meantime, the boss of the Residence opens his mouth as if to separate the story.

"Anyway, Shty still has a somewhat immature side to it, but still decides he has the ability to deserve Rank B. Anyone have a problem with that?

Inside the conference room quieted back to the words, expressed by its silence that no one disagreed.

"We shall now decide to rank Shty up to Rank B.... Now, at the end of the day, Ray at heart..."

As soon as the name Ray appeared, the inside of the conference room shrugged in a different way than before.

Some of them look blatantly at each other, while others smile just because they seem funny the other way around.

In the meantime, the Residence, who was accompanying him as an examiner, first decides it would be his turn, opens his mouth.

"Honestly, I have absolutely no problem with combat capability. That's why I was wondering if Rank B, on the contrary, has enough power to work in Rank A."

"... I guess. If you think you have an alias, don't worry about your combat skills at that point."

The Alliance officials nod as they agree.

Those on this occasion already know how much all of that is in terms of Ray's ability to fight. When it comes to guild staff, many have known Ray since he came to the city of Guild. It started with the fact that I finally defeated the Oak King at Rank G where I can get out of the city, and lately I've been overwhelmed and aliased by one of the leading forces of the Bestian Empire, or even a giant monster called Rem Race...... because if I do poorly, I think I'm reaching for the Rank A monster.

"When that happens, is the remaining criterion of judgment other than combat ability? What about the neighborhood?

For a moment the distressed Residence opens her mouth to inquiries from her boss.

"First of all, I was wondering if there were any problems with judgment. At the time of the interview, Mr. Arnicht had reported the incident immediately. Well, I could have shown a little more bare gesture to think about, but at least I don't think I'd make the choice to harm the country, the guild, or this guild"

"I see, then the last issue is courtesy..."

"Regarding this one, I can only say how... honestly, it's subtle. However, he didn't seem so malicious to me. I heard he was raised by his master in the back of the mountain, so I don't think I can help that area."

Hearing the words of the Residence, most of those who were there are troubled.

As far as courtesy is concerned, I have no problem with my qualities as a Rank B. But that courtesy at the heart is the problem.

After that, we've been discussing ranking up about Ray for about an hour... when we finally decided whether or not to accept it, it was already midnight in this city.