Soul Eater of the Rebellion

It is better not to spend time on this kind of thing.

I decided to meet Liddell the day after Miroslav talked. However, there is no reason to go to the guild from here, so if I had a story, I just said I would come at the specified time.

Then, at the specified time, Liddell in the guild uniform arrived. He seems to have been working in a guild just before.

Miroslav guides Liddell to my room. I put Liddell alone in the room, and Miroslav sent a lookout in front of the door. Right now, nobody in the house should be eavesdropping, but it's possible that conversations could come in unintentionally, and if the little ones break in during the talk, there's no sense of tension .

Rider, who faced me one-on-one in a private room with a bed rather than a guest, was pale enough to be clearly visible from the side.

Initially, I wondered if he was scared of what would happen, but if you look closely, you will see a strong light flashing in Liddell's eyes. I thought it was the eyes of a determined human.

The reason why the complexion is bad seems to be simply tired. Liddell, who is proud to work for Ishka, is arguing that he's running out of sleep.

Lidel moved ahead of me when I tried to open one's mouth because I was invited and would like to recommend one of the chairs.

I bowed my bow. It is not that level or that, but my waist is bent 90 degrees deep.

In that position, Liddell uttered a hard voice.

Dragon killing "Thank you for listening to my wish, '"

Fake dragon killer "Oh, guild was when" "was mainstream."

If you hit a bad taste because it was salty, Liddell's shoulders tremble.

I couldn't see my face because my head was down, but somehow, I came to mind the face of the receptionist who tightly tied her lips.

"That ... I was going to apologize for that."

"Hm. Well, I don't care whether it's a slayer or a liar. If you apologize, let's talk."

He asked her to sit down, and Liddell sat down on the sofa with a nervous look.

Fear The slightest movement shows strong caution. No, this is not a vigilance, or an emotion to call for.

Human Eater Beast This receptionist seems to consider me something.

Indignation What an impolite story-I want to take it, but it's so exact that I'm in trouble.

Think calmly, Liddell has witnessed the power of the Goz, and has witnessed my power that rejected the Goz. He added the experience and information as a guild staff to derive the correct answer.

He laughed ironically, as if to be praised and truly praised, and Liddell made his blue face even paler, just how he received my expression. My cheeks are almost earthy, and I'm worried that I might fall down.

Well, to Liddell, it seems that he wants to collapse more.

Liddell knows what I'm doing to former members of Hayabusa's Sword, such as Luna Maria and Miroslav.

If you offer me not to retaliate against the guild, it's clear what you're going to be paying for. Dedicate yourself to the contempt for the master you love-no matter how stubborn receptionist, you can't stay calm.

I bend my lips looking at such a lidel.

If this is another opponent, I'll hit one of the light mouths to get confused, but I'm not willing to take care of Liddell.

Faced in this way, the day the guild was expelled is remembered as if yesterday. The receptionist, who was looking at me with eyes that smelled something, turned her face pale and shook herself, asking for forgiveness.

Drinking-it will surely mean such feeling when it goes down. I shook my little one.

After that, what he said was almost identical to what he heard from Miroslav yesterday.

It seems that Liddell was not the origin of the name "".

Liddell had reported to Elgart exactly what happened on the day Hydra emerged, and apparently determined that Hudra's subjugation would be enough for me today.

Rider seemed to be trying hard to stop the spread of bad reputation. The more bad publicity I have among guilds and adventurers, the more my hostility to guilds increases.

Liddell, who wanted to avoid sending me to the enemy at all costs, tried to get rid of the bad reputation, but did not do it. It seems that my doubts, jealousy and discomfort with me were worse than Liddell's efforts.

Parasitic The bottom-of-the-line adventurer, who was cursed just a while ago as "", is now called "dragon killer", so it's understandable that such a reaction occurs.

And there must have been some magicians who had stumbled in the shadows of Liddell's rush to spread notoriety.

That's the reason the sorcerer took that action, but probably I wanted to make an excuse to blame the guild. You're going to take me for a moment, but you've probably decided you'll get a bigger reward.

That decision was proved by Liddell's presence in front of him. That is, the magician had anticipated today's situation from a very early stage.

Parasitic Spread notoriety, hunt down others and guide you in the direction you want-a brilliant trick, the skill of a sorcerer is known. It's very similar to the way I was promoted, but it must have been a matter of concern. Kukuku.

...... Oops, a black thing leaked unintentionally.

Seki: I lightly shake my head to pay off my emotions and look at Liddell again. Waiting for a sentence-no, reminiscent of a prisoner awaiting execution, seemed much smaller than when at the reception counter.

"In conclusion, I'm not going to stop retribution against the guild. I can't help but think, but in that case do you know what you need?"

He pointed at the bed with his chin, and Liddell closed his eyes tightly and nodded.

"... I'm ready."

"If it's for a respected master, it's fine."

There is no hesitation in rubbing sludge against that remarkable determination.

With that in mind, she turns her gaze on Liddell's chest and hips. The receptionist is dressed in a simple guild uniform, like a model. Colleagues Parfet and others have devised to relax the chest and increase the exposed limbs to attract the eyes of adventurers, but Liddell has not done so.

Still, the twin hills on the chest, which asserted its presence as if pushing up clothes, were attractive enough and the waist was thin enough to hold me. The limbs that stretch out feel feminine softness. Especially thin and long fingers seemed to be useful in various ways.

If she can get it, she may give up guild retaliation instead. I thought so naturally.

However, there is a source to get there. I decided to mention it.

"Eyes for eyes, teeth for teeth. A passage of imperial law, do you know?"

When asked, Liddell, who had closed his eyes and endured my lustful glance, looked up suspiciously.

"Yes, I know ..."

Lawyer "This is a law that affirms revenge, but also a law that prohibits unnecessary revenge. It is good for a blinded person to crush his opponent's eyes. I'm not allowed to take my life, I'm not another person, but I think this idea is valid. "

I don't think that the guild who squeezed the sins of Hayabusa's Sword and the sword of Hayabusa's Sword was the same.

If he thought it was a crime, he killed Elgart and took Liddell. Because he didn't think so, he devised a method of selling fights to the guild peacefully.

Guild retaliation is taking away the influence of the organization. No matter who the guild master, bring it to a state where I can never reach out.

On the way, there were some unexpected things, but the situation is almost what I want. I'm a dragoon and I'm connected to the Dukes of Dragnaut and slave trade unions. On the other hand, letting go of my talent has greatly reduced the guild's influence.

Elgart and Liddell, who truncated me for the guild, eventually led to the guild's decline with their own hands. Ishka and Guild will be more than enough to retaliate.

I kept talking about that.

Liddell has been silent for a while, but eventually squeezes his trembling voice.

"In other words, what do you want to do? If you're going to knock me ..."

"It's said that my revenge is about to end, not to bother you with your body. There's nothing like Sergei or the guildmaster of the royal city who intends to overtake El Ghat."

"is that true?"

"Oh, the only step you can stop with your body stretched is the apology of Hayabusa's Sword."

If it were to be fatal to Elgart, it would be worth Liddell to devote himself to me.

But if not, Liddell's actions would be terribly wasteful. Only once more do I like it, and revenge on the adventurer's guild is complete. At least, I'm not going to do anything to the guild.

Meibu: While thinking about that, Liddell asked me with puzzlement.

"Why did you tell me that? Could I have been able to hold me silently?"

"That would have been smarter, but what I wanted to do was just make sense."

"You said to your eyes. Is it the same as what you did for Corona?"

Liddell gives the name of the signboard girl of Aoi Kotori.

I shrugged.

"That's not even revenge. When I was kicked out of the inn, I was told that I would be able to pay as much as I could next time, so I just paid for the tip. What?

It is not my responsibility to read the meaning of the enormous amount of chips and to be scared or anxious about that father and daughter. As my fame grew, I knew that they would be terrified when and what kind of retaliation would be made, but I had no obligation or reason to solve that anxiety. It's just that.

After listening, Liddell asked him to confirm.

"Speaking of withdrawing my offer, can you go home?"

"That's right. Of course, you can take off your clothes on this spot without changing your mind, but I don't care-what would you do?"

I uttered the obvious question and waited for Liddell to reply.

After a while.

Miroslav, who sent Liddell out, returned and opened his mouth gently.

League leader: "... Is it okay?"

"Nice. Right now, the guilds can't maintain their city functions if they're messed up. That's also a problem. And I'm hoping for someone who is set up and everything is ready.

Looking back, Miroslav shook his body in a staggering manner, and bowed deeply in a motion reminiscent of Liddell.

"I'm sorry! I've done too much."

"I ask you to show your sincerity by action, not by words. Fortunately, all of the time I had left for Liddell wasted."

I didn't say what to do, but Miroslav seemed to immediately realize his intention.

The red-haired magician put his hand on the band while dyeing the paler cheeks into vermilion ...