Old man, come on! It's too late for them to make a request for reinstatement to the habit of banishing him from the guild. I met the best of my people, and I'm going for the strongest over here!

Being beaten to pieces by Charlemagne, Hans managed to regain his feelings and tried to resume his conversation with Lindbergh.

But before that, Remilia releases her anger.

"Uh annoying. Who the hell is he?! We are in the same S class!! Why do you look so great!

Remilia was barking.

"I'm coming out a little bit."

"Remilia, where are you going?

"Hans, don't ask a woman that."

Hans decided in those words that Remilia would go to the bathroom.

Hans spoke to Lindbergh after Remilia left the room.

"Lindbergh, you worried about me while I was gone. And I'm sorry about earlier. But I was impressed by your loyalty. Keep walking with me."

"Yes. Thank you. I'll do my best."

"So. I called you for a reason. I'm going to start preparing to attack the SS dungeon again."

"Ooh. Was that so? It's a boulder."

"Um. I've been thinking about the last cause of defeat. In conclusion, the last time I took the form of saying Reid, I think it tasted bad. Maybe it was too conspicuous to call in too many demons. So I'm going to try it with a few elites next time. That's why you're diving to the 40th floor once! We'll be fine next time!!

"Is that so...... so what about the members?

"Charlemagne will not be able to use the Alliance's funds, and the last time they failed, the Alliance members' eyes on me will be tough. So the members have a lot of trust in each other, and I'm only going to try it at my party."

"I see."

"But the last time we attacked, we figured out what we were missing. First, a porter who can dive into an SS dungeon. But the last time I found out that a regular porter couldn't take me to an SS dungeon. I'm scared and useless on a tough battlefield. So... Lindbergh, can you do the porter? You have the strength to dive into a dungeon, and you have a lot of trust in me."

"If Master Hans wants... it's a minor force, but we're here to help."

Lindbergh bows his head deeply in an instant answer.

"I thought you would say that. Nice to meet you."

Hans also received the word as expected, raising Lindbergh's confidence again.

"Ha."

"You just have one suspicion. I'm judging the demons to be stronger than last time. We need at least two demons that could have been killed with one blow before. As we don't know the cause, if we attack more often, we naturally consume more health and magic, and there are occasions when we are pushed into numbers. If the battle goes on, they'll lose the same thing again."

"Sure, you've all said many times that it's crazy, crazy... so what's the deal?

"New high-performance equipment and magic gear to solve the problem. I would also like to order it bespoke from [Advanced Workshop], which is said to be the best in the country. With the best equipment ever built in that workshop, demons can be gently torn apart. With more magic equipment, it reduces magic consumption and increases power, making it easier to fight Remilia and Charlotte. The next Attack will refresh everyone's gear, including yours."

"Oh - that's reassuring, for sure, but it's that prestigious [Advanced Workshop] bespoke equipment. How much gold will you need to prepare it for? I can't even imagine. What about the equipment costs?

Lindbergh tells of anxiety.

But Hans expected to be told that, and he put a bag on his desk containing three thousand pieces of gold coins, chuckling with his nose.

"What's wrong with all this money? How much is in there?

"There are three thousand gold coins. What were you saving up for? With this money, you can afford to refresh your gear. You can buy all you want with the extra money!!

Hans laughed and showed it.

"I do think as long as we have 3,000 gold coins, we'll be fine."

"So. I've only met and talked to the Advanced Workshop master once in the last two weeks. That's when he said he needed an advance before he could go into making gear. Summarizing everyone's share that it's the performance gear I presented... they need a thousand gold coins in advance. Lindbergh, you carry the money and give it to me now."

"A thousand gold coins...... wow I get it. I'll take it right away."

"Please, this is the requisition for the production of the equipment."

"Ha."

I received a thousand gold coins and a requisition, and while Lindbergh was on his way to the door, Remilia came back to the office.

Not knowing the exchange earlier, Remilia wondered about Lindbergh, who was nervous holding the bag as if it mattered.

"Lindbergh, what's the matter with you when you panic?

Lindbergh also knew the pattern between Remilia and Hans, and could not get out strongly against Remilia.

"At the behest of Master Hans, I'm going to deliver the advance to [Advance Workshop]."

"You were telling Remilia, weren't you? It's about getting everyone's gear new. I'm telling Lindbergh to deliver the advance."

"Heh - I trembled, is that so much money?

"Thousands of gold coins. That makes me nervous."

"A thousand gold coins!?? Where did you get that kind of money? Then I had something I wanted you to buy. No."

Remilia's eyes regained their brilliance.

"You're not in that place right now!! We don't have time for this. Lindbergh, just go!!

"Ha."

"Wait a minute. You're afraid to carry that kind of money alone. I'll follow you, too. [Advanced Workshop] Then there was something I wanted, and I'll follow you to the bottom."

"No... because it's bad to bother you on purpose"

"Fine. Fine. Hans, fine, right?

"Do as you please. I'm busy getting ready for next."

Remilia left the office with her as she pushed Lindbergh's back.