Ohanabatake no Maousama

"Would you please give me this job?" When Kudels arrived with such a dialogue, Gunnard felt that sweat had risen all over his body and flowed down as it was. -Yabei, this is probably an oversized one.

Looking at "What's a job?", Kudels has a hand in hand. The post is a suburban village on the prince's territory next to it.

In any case, the field has been severely damaged by the recent storm, and the crops are almost completely destroyed. What is needed is not only the manpower required to repair the house, but it also seems that farming cannot be resumed without digging up buried waterways and removing flowing rocks and fallen trees. In addition, the guard fences are severely damaged, and secondary damage due to monster attacks is expected during reconstruction work, so adventurers are also required to work as escorts.

"Kuders. You know, this isn't something you like to do. It's a start-up job. You want to do it yourself. What are you thinking?" Master Gannard Stopped his work and looked up at the large middle-aged man standing in front of him. However, no matter what he thought, he could not read his intention.

Not a bad guy. Rather, the roots are good.

But as with watermelons the other day, this guy does something unexpected. In the end, it wasn't clear what the baby-shaped watermelon was made for.

At the root, the standards of good and evil and the values of things are different. It's not a tough body or physical ability, it's not a mysterious and powerful earth magic, but one of them is more terrifying than anything else.

"I'm pretty suspicious. And I think it's a good idea to start out if you look at your career. Wow, what an eye to see that scammer. Nothing ... I don't say, but I won't bother you too much.``Isn't it annoying to be inconvenienced! '' `` No, I'm not good at lying. '' So the nuisance remains the same.

"But I'm well-qualified. I'm perfect in my strength and strength, and I can cover the crop that was damaged with magic." Shook.

"Don't do it. I'm not a bargaining guy. A talented person can get a job that is profitable. Otherwise, customer demand would only increase, job prices would gradually drop, and the entire industry would become cheaper and inactive.

Knowing that, the adventurer's guild doesn't have any talent for cheap jobs. At worst, it was a blatant market operation, but it was also a necessary measure for a dangerous and unstable income guild to keep the economy stable.

"Well, let's not be a volunteer. Let's make it profitable." "What do you think of me?" At the same time, cold sweat dripped on your back. Who are these guys?

This bold, aggressive mind-set that overturns this fundamental board is probably not a merchant. Rather, it is a high-ranking bureaucracy who has decided to set rules by himself.

"Gannard? I know you're a very talented manager. What is that? And ... I've done a lot of research on it. "It's not impossible," "Sorry, I hate those who are too competent! I'm sorry, I'm sorry that this guild is never again." Perhaps this guild is the oldest in the city and has political influence It's a statement in anticipation of being connected to the person who has it. It was a scary and accurate selection of people.

Who is the stupid who keeps this guy as an adventurer! Finally, let's get back to the muddy politics of where it was originally !!!!, preferably before opening a hole in my stomach with stress !!

Whether or not you know the inside of Gunnard's belly, Kuders smiles like a sunrise.

"Yes. I hope that I don't want to be afraid." "If so, cooperate a little. Do you have any ideas?" This isn't a Tama who gets in without that much preparation.

Then open it up and use it to the limit. He turned his willing eyes to Kudels and smiled at the end of his mouth.

"Wonderful. Well, I'm really happy to be blessed with my boss." He said, "No, I'm fine here," and he squeezed a small secret word. Then, the magic of the wind was activated, and the reception window was wrapped in the barrier. This is a mechanism that several guild masters used to get quick reports from their subordinates.

"I can't hear it outside. Let's hear it." "And don't hesitate," Kudels further blocked his line of sight with the plant he called and offered a bunch of plans.

"Roughly speaking, I am going to go to the village as a leader with a larger redevelopment plan, and the guild is paid 10% of the tax revenue I earned in the village that year. That time would not be enough to recover and it wouldn't be profitable. "" Sure, under such suicidal conditions, we'll be happy to make a request and the other adventurer's guilds won't. But can you do it? You should be profitable. "At least, if you have the magic of the land specializing in Kudels plants, you will be able to manage the withered crops. But he couldn't have thought that much.

"I'll shake the lord with more than twice the yield of the past year and shake it."

"... I'm sane." "Natural. Do you think I can't do this much?" The smile drifted as a man who had been supporting the country for hundreds of years as a sword of the Demon King.