Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life
505 guild length
After lunch, I was chatting for tea and I got an afternoon bell.
Who manages bells?
I thought about it in the corner of my head, but it didn't matter because it was different from my time. I immediately erased it from my head.
"Dear Ferrier, Dear Karael, There is a request for nomination in there. Come to the counter."
Such a voice went up.
"You're called in."
That's the guild of urban adventurers. It's going on. Well, I don't know what's going on, but it's totally different from what it feels like to be an at-home in the village.
"Well, I'll be there."
So Ferriers and Frogs headed to the counter.
I don't know how long it will take, but there is not so much repentance in waiting, and I can wait as many hours for this life. If you have coffee, you can wait as long as you want.
Mm-hmm.
"- Brother!"
I liked it. I thought I'd soak it up for a while, and I was forced to end it with a frog scream. What the hell?
"Mr. Carriga's calling."
"Mr. Carriga? Who is it?"
Well, if it's someone I know, I'm sorry.
"Oh, he's the receptionist. That long-haired woman."
In the direction of Frog's fingering, there were early twenties and thoughtful people.
Objectively, I was likely to afford to enter the classification of beauty, but thank you for knowing all about its charm and frowned when I could see the atmosphere I was using.
Well, I'm not saying that's Wally, but I don't want to come as close as possible - you exist.
That said, there may have been this flaw. If you need me, you can tell me to come.
"Something flawed, but warm?
"No, you're Bibel Fakfinie from Bobra Village."
"Vivel faqfinie, correctly, but if it's hard to say, it's okay with bei"
After all, my name seems difficult to say to this receptionist.
"And I beg your pardon. Okay, Master Bae. I'm sorry, but the guild leader wants to talk to you. Please come upstairs."
I can't talk to you. I refuse.
"Huh?"
I went back to the tavern, regardless of the receptionist whose pigeon looked like a bean cannon.
Back to your seats, now it's time - Man O -
"- Master Bae!
And now the receptionist forced me to terminate. Oh, my God, not at all!
"Ugh. Why don't you learn to be quiet in public, or the Barrier Adventurer Guild receptionist?"
The staff at the client building (?) were excellent, but the staff at the main building were not well educated.
"Dear Bae, I'm in trouble. It's for the Alliance Commander."
I couldn't help but say, "Huh?" and frowned.
"They're using the Adventurer Alliance, but I'm not an adventurer. I have no obligation to respond to the Alliance Commander. Ah, my in-laws. If you need anything, you can come from there."
Shit. What is it? I didn't think you'd come because I called.
"Dear Bae. Will you spare me from coming here?
Something grabbed my hand with both hands, and I smiled back at the receptionist, who laughed nicely as she scattered the incense.
"Hey. A really good-looking woman doesn't scatter such cheap incense, and she respects her opponents. Not to mention to the kid, I would never do such a fucking thing. You're gonna be able to spot them a little bit more."
I don't want you to be like my sister, but I want you to at least show me half your abilities.
Manda O-Time regardless of the receptionist who ran out of room. Uh, coffee. Ugh!
"... what are you thinking...?
Ferrier, who felt Blackbey descend because of his long relationship, turned to Zito's eyes.
"Hehe. I'm glad I can read the back of saying that, but I haven't seen you from there yet."
Well, is it harsher to tell Ferrier to figure it out? I keep a lot of secrets.
"I'll tease you like that again"
"Know people if you want to see the truth. Think behind it. Haiqian Mountain Thousand Koke Odori. Eight hundred lies, no doubles. Bite sour or sweet, if you want to fulfill your hopes, even use sincerity as a weapon. Cunningly, brutally, relentlessly, trample your opponent's weakness. That's what the enemy will do."
Beautiful things come through. More or less irrational, the strong, become the champions.
... Well, that's why I don't hesitate...
After a while, a small, gray-headed gentleman appeared at us.
"Seat, is that okay?
"Take other seats around. This one's full."
In fact, there's no room for a table for four and a table for six. There's no gap between welcoming Mr. Ji.
"That's tough. But think about it before you say it."
"Mr. Ji is the one to think about it before you talk. Bad threats can only be inconvenient. Well, twenty points less already. Trust is plummeting."
I am no longer an enemy. [M] I won't give in to the enemy, I will.
"... ho ho. I apologize for the lack of courtesy."
"I don't want to apologize. There's nothing to talk about."
I thrust it off without saying so.
"This is a pain in the ass. So how can you ask me?
"You know what, think that way. That's not what I think."
That's your mess. It's not a mess over here.