Manowa

There are those who are called outerwear.

They are those who preside over the dark parts of the city that live through the laws of the country, but on the one hand they were also closely involved with the life of the city and also had aspects as necessary evils close to a sort of vigilante.

The outerwear group is called the outerwear family, and there is one or more outerwear organizations in the approximate city, dominating mostly the pleasure streets of liquors and whorehouses. On top of that, they were also closely connected to the merchants, and their influence was enormous even in terms of distribution and so on.

And there is also one outer family in the city of Gordios.

It is an organization of outerwear whose name is the 'Borneo' family, which has existed since the time when the city of Gordios was still in the pre-dungeon market. Three men were now lined up in front of the third generation of that family, Gigil Borneo.

"You've done a hell of a job, Gamji."

In the private room of his own mansion, Jill watched the three adventurers who somehow sat in a chair and summoned him as he gorized the nuts.

Of the three, the two holding back seemed frightened by Jizil's intimidation, but the leader, Gamji, did not appear to be under pressure.

(... I see. It's not like when I saw it before)

Jizil considers the difference from his previous Gamji while feeling Gamji's transformation.

As a matter of fact, it was only enough to count the number of times Jizil met Gamji, and I remembered his face because I heard he was going to quit the outerwear and become an adventurer, and I only remembered that occasionally.

Otherwise, Jill must have scolded his men for allowing the man with the liver in front of him to be an adventurer.

Not so long ago, Jizil felt that the gamji in front of her had changed.

Even if they became adventurers in the first place, they didn't lose touch with Jill. If you are called as an outerwear, you need to go out, and if you are empowered, you may be hired as a caution stick. Therefore Jizil is still their Lord, but fear of the powerful being of Jizil had vanished from the midst of Gamji.

Of course, my respect for Jill didn't disappear. But the fear of Jizil, who reigned at the top of the city's outerwear, had vanished.

"I'm sorry, Master Jill"

Gamji bowed his head with his gazed eyes bent from body to body with his hands against Jizil. The companions also drowned their heads together in a hurry, but not as much of a hall as Gamji's.

(Dogeza? Don't ever see anything so stunning)

Dogeza, a traditional Eastern apology technique.

In the kingdom of Minciana and elsewhere, where the Japaneses are quite present, Dogeza was, in part, quite well known. Jill also recognized that as a top apologetic gesture. Jizil doesn't know where Gamji remembered, but it was certain that the figure struck Jizil in the chest.

"Well, I can't help what I've done. Keep your head up."

Three people lift their heads to Jill's words.

The reason they were called before this jizzle. That's because I met a bunch of white banned people in the dungeon, and even learned their secrets and got their eyes on them.

"So, how was it? What about the rumors?

As a matter of fact, Jill never actually saw a bunch of whites.

But I had heard that he had sanctioned the outerwear of the city of Ludlock, crushing some of the outerwear families in the Duchy of Hyvern and the Kingdom of Lindo, and even destroying two or three assassination groups living in darkness.

He also heard stories of a sudden birth in the south of Kazane Magic Hot Springs City that also seems to be relevant to the city's lord Kazane Yuihama.

It is also speculated that the lords of this hot spring city and the leaders of the white group are the same person because their names are the same, but the faces of the white group were seen in the king's capital of Tsvara when there was the crowning ceremony, and it is also witnessed that during the same period the lords were developing the city with strange powers in the magical hot spring district.

Those pieces of information flowed with a high degree of certainty to the information networks of outerwear and adventurers, and it was recognized that there was little likelihood that the two would be the same person.

For this reason, the most credible nowadays is the theory of kinship, and Kazane Yuihama is believed to have both big tits and lactating milk.

"Yes. Right. She looked like a little girl... but she felt so horrible. And... that back wing, that golden light, is the same as King Carla"

"Hey, Gamji. That's..."

"If I told you, you'd kill me."

My buddies scream at Gamji with their mouths.

They were warned by the wind noises that there was no need for other words because they would explain later. But Gamji shook his head sideways against his companions. His face was pale, but he looked at Jill firmly in the eyes of his will, and opened his mouth.

"Dear Gidgel, we should join hands with a group of whites. The idea that there is no harm if you don't touch it is too sweet."

Jizil narrows her eyes to Gamji's words. It was too disrespectful for his men to say, but Jill didn't want to blame it. More than that, I encouraged it to continue with a hand gesture.

"I witnessed a man named Gao, a rank B adventurer, brainwashed by a bunch of whites. I hear he's a warrior friend who once fought with a ghost killing princess. That's what happened. Now I know. A horrible voice is still clinging to my head. The unbearable desire to obey that little child is still wedged into my heart."

"Gamji......"

"Gao must have eaten the array to the core of his heart. I'm scared. If you go against that, you're not going to get killed. I'm afraid they're going to make me something else I'm not good at. But I can't kill that one. You can never do such a horrible thing."

"So you want me to be subordinate? Is this for me?

Jizil asks Gamji what he says. Gamji has complained to a party of somewhat adventurers called the White Regiment that Jizil, the city's outerwear, should obey.

"I... Lady Gidgel, I don't want you to look like that gao. You look like such a dead doll!

Jizil tongues "chip" at the words of Gamji, who complains in tears. And then I banged my desk dang and blocked Gamji's words.

"I don't give a shit. I'm not worried about you, Lower end."

"Dear Jizil, Excuse me, I..."

Gamji drops his shoulder when he realizes he was too excited to even talk about the extras. But Jizil asked Gamji:

"By the way, you know what? Whose mansion is the most splendid mansion in this city?

I don't know the intent of that Jizil word, but I also knew whose mansion was the most golden mansion in the city. Because my senior outerwear told me to sour my mouth.

"It would be Jill's mansion."

The words of Gamji were not exaggerated or foolish, but strict facts.

Outerwear is a group of people partitioning the area of the pleasure street where adventurers would drop the most money, and they are also closely involved with the merchants.

Gigir in particular is the third generation of an outer family that lasts long before the city of Gordios became a city. The mansion in which Jizil lived was certainly the most splendid in the city.

"Then there's no shortage. That ghost killing princess will convince you, too. If it's our door."

Jizil laughed niggardly and a smile was born on Gamji's face.

"Bye."

"Oh, bring it. The finest door in the city."

Yes, Jill said so, getting up from the chair and rolling her sleeves around.

Brush the door.

Apologies and reverence, and with them, Jill decided to spend the night preparing to polish the door.