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!

"You're acting Alliance Master for [All Grand], aren't you? Noisy from earlier, what are you doing?

"I was just talking to the porter in front of me for a moment"

"You had a loud voice for that. You heard me."

"I'm done talking to you. Looks like we're in trouble, but we're going home."

I don't have a good minute if this happens.

Hans chose to leave the label behind once and for all.

"Wait a minute. I was thinking of going out this way, but it would be convenient if he came from you."

"Going out? What did you want from me?

"Oh, Anil. Give me the material."

"Yes."

The woman, called Anil, handed the dossier she had to the General Manager.

After glancing at the material, the general manager turned his gaze to Hans.

"Apparently, you've done so much evil in my garden. You used your guild influence, intimidated small and medium-sized guilds, and harassed one individual. No doubt about it, huh?

"What are you talking about? I don't know that."

Hans glanced in front of the director of the headquarters, who was to hear the stare.

"Don't lick me. - Come on. I've got enough testimony. If you don't admit it, I can call everyone who took the testimony from now on, okay?

There was a cold sweat on Hans' back.

"I think he politely bribed you and sealed your mouth, but they're all throwing up now."

He further narrowed the eye hole that the general manager was staring at.

His eyesight was strong, and he had the power to breathe, say Hans, the S-class adventurer.

Evidence has also been grabbed, and Hans finds himself unable to escape.

"What are you trying to say? Just a little spoken up, I didn't do any direct harm. Is that a violation?

"Anil, what do you think? You're violating the guild's terms?

"That's a difficult place... almost black... not black"

Anil was calmly answering the question.

"Isn't that a violation... you're a smart guy"

"Hmm. If it's not a violation, it's none of your business, right? Then that's the end of the story. We'll let you go."

I got through it!! Hans stroked his chest down.

But Hans' thoughts were backwards, and the General Manager had no sign of stopping.

"Anil!! I don't like this guy. What am I supposed to do?

"Yes, in this case, punishment is not possible, but guidance can be given under the authority of the headquarters as a caution recommendation. The instruction content is common, such as requests to improve operations and instructions for service activities as compensation for problematic behavior. The guild to which instruction is given will be obliged to follow the instruction and, if ignored, it will be possible to suspend the services provided by the headquarters to each guild."

The General Manager smiled niggardly.

"You've done too much. Under my authority, [All Grand] will be given a service. The members who belong to [All Grand] take turns every day and have the city cleaned up. Yeah, five people a day for a month."

"Guidance? Tell us to clean up the city!? I'm not going to follow anything stupid if it's not a violation. Who do you think we are? It's the biggest guild in the country."

Hans also rejects vigorously.

"Anil!! What can you do if you defy the guild's guidance?

"Yes. If you ignore instruction. You can refuse to purchase Demon Stone as a suspension of the services provided by the headquarters."

"That's right. If you refuse, the same period of time as the service. HQ refuses to buy Demon Stone!!

"Become!?

That's troublesome.

[All Grand] is a big guild.

Every day, someone is bound to dive into the dungeon.

If the demon stone can't be sold for a month, there could be a riot.

"Grunt. I'm just here to see the old man... WHY!!

"Come on, what do we do? You decide now. You're acting Guildmaster, aren't you?

Admit your service and you'll get quite a bit of antipathy from your guild members.

But Hans decided that refusal to buy Demon Stone was more objectionable.

In the worst case scenario, there could be a guy out there who even tells you to cover your life.

"You can turn five people starting tomorrow!!

Hans looked at him like he had crushed a bitter bug, then took Lindbergh and the others and ran away from the spot.

The Guild's General Manager, who missed Hans leaving the Guild Hall, smiles at the label as he looks back.

"Label, long time no see"

"Ottoman...... you bothered me"

"No. Let me apologize, I didn't know there was such a terrible injustice going on in the place where my eyes could be reached. Don't worry, I swear I won't let you do this to me in the future."

"I'm sorry. It'll help."

"Oh, my God! You've been telling me that for a long time. You are in the habit of coming to HQ every day, and as soon as you're done with your errands, you can go home and show your face to me once in a while!! We've known each other a long time. And you owe me for saving my life."

Ottoman glanced at his wound with his finger as he said so.

"It was a long time ago, wasn't it? And I don't think I owe you anything."

Ottoman is a former Class A adventurer, and there are times when he used to dive into dungeons every day working with labels.

One day, the Ottoman, nearly killed by demons, was saved in life by a label.

The injury at that time caused Ottoman to stop being an adventurer and then became an employee of the Alliance headquarters and grew up to the head of the headquarters.

Ottoman, of course, has not forgotten the gratitude he received from the label.

"Okay. I haven't had a drink in a long time today. That's good."

"Well, if it's a little bit? So get away from me!! It's good with you, it's good with gorillas, it's familiar."

With the shoulders of the label looking friendly, the figure of the Ottoman was witnessed by many adventurers.

As a result, it is widely recognized that labels are intimate with Ottomans.

There will be no guild in the future to scorn the labels.

Anneal groaned as she stared at the Ottoman, who laughed out loud.

"Really clumsy person, it's too much deliberate...... but it's the best backup shooting"

From that day on, [Oratorio], while a small number of guilds, turned from adventurers to glimpses of guilds.

Naturally, some adventurers belonged to [All-Grand] on this occasion, so the dirty deeds carried out by Hans spread instantly within the Alliance as well.

Disgruntled voices spread from guild members wiping Hans's ass.

The remaining executives also vehemently blamed Hans.

However, if you do not perform the service, the guild operation itself cannot be formed, so you have no choice but to send guild members to the service.

Naturally, Hans' support rate continued to drop sharply.

Many adventurers also voiced a request to leave, but Hans managed to connect a piece of neck skin due to Cain's absence during treatment and Charlemagne's lack of authority to say anything.

Of course, there was dissatisfaction with Charlemagne for not punishing Hans, but few adventurers told Charlemagne directly, the powerful one.

With dissatisfaction, things gradually went to sedation.

But it is certain that the anti-Hans spark is steadily growing inside the Alliance.

"I let those two swim until today because they were suspicious... that's the limit any more"

Charlemagne, who was writing a letter in his own room, made up his mind.

Hans is too incompetent to contain the adventurers who belong to the Alliance.

Suspicious movements have been confirmed many times, but no significant information has yet been found.

But Charlemagne was also prepared for the situation alone, and sent Cain a letter with the information he had gathered so far.

Meanwhile, for Hans, who is finally gone, there is no other way to stay in the position of acting Alliance Master than to attack SS dungeons anymore.

But there was also a situation where we could only say that the probability of that purpose being fulfilled was extremely low.

Hans, who returned to the office, was exhausted when the Alliance executives disputed the earlier incident.

"How can it not go well? This wasn't supposed to happen..."

Remilia was escorted by Hans, who mourned.

And whisper gently in Hans' ear.

"It's okay. It's with me. You're not wrong."

"After all, you're the only one who's figuring me out"

Hans embraces Remilia.

Remilia had an ugly grin and hung up her mouth angle as Hans held her.