Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

At Reinhardt Castle Guild headquarters, a great man was single-handedly talking about the current situation with the Guild staff as he put his legs together.

"Dorothea army is still the best in the south"

"I guess. Red moon in the north, thought to be Tsubaki in the west, but apparently the Knights of the Holy Cross are rising. It doesn't matter what happens to the east when it still falls apart."

"There are many Asians and Beasts in the east, and they are the toughest in terms of resources. From that point of view, the Ondines might be the best."

"If you look at resources alone, you may be, but King Narcisse, you are not a vessel."

"I think so, too. What is the EX rare holdings rate in the east? Whatever it takes, it's a soldier."

"Um, hmm?

I noticed one anomaly when Alliance officials glanced at the material.

"Is it possible to have four EX people in a small chariot?

"Ha ha, it won't be possible. The EX has tremendous power, but the cost of maintaining it on the other hand is huge, and if you have four people in a small guild, you can't stand the cost and destroy yourself."

"Is there such a place?

"Yeah, it looks like they've increased in size lately..."

"Uh, I know this king. Sure enough, I've always come to our guild with a warrior from Rarity R."

"Are you such a great king?

"No, that wasn't particularly true."

"But the four of you are going to have a breakdown in balance."

"Would you like to meet me once?

"Let's do that. I'd like to see his EX too."

I was summoned by the Stefan Guild to come to Reinhardt Castle Downtown with Sophie, Dee, Erica and Raylan.

"You suddenly get summoned or something nani or something bad, sir?

"I'm not doing anything. All of a sudden they just told me to bring all the EX to the guild."

"Wasn't it still a bad idea to keep the undead company?

Sophie asks who Chirali and Raylan are.

I'll put a dick pin in it.

"My people will be undead, but it doesn't matter if they live or die."

"Didn't it just matter that you were dead..."

"I knew it was annoying, sir. I'll wait outside, yo."

I turned my heels back and didn't get into the guild, grabbing Raylan's arm trying to get somewhere.

I'm going to cry a little when I peek in the face as expected.

I know he's surprisingly mentally weak.

"Come on, let's go."

Pull your arms forcefully and take them.

"Hey, let go, sir, it's not a child, Al!

Sophie stares at that like an inflated balloon.

"This is what sending salt to the enemy is all about."

Erica puts a chase on Sophie before continuing later.

"Perhaps, but having as many as four EX's in a small chariot is an anomaly. Isn't that why you wanted to see how it went once and for all?

"I guess."

When I left the castle today, I kept it to myself that Orion was EX bound, but in an instant I was noticed and I was able to make swollen tomatoes.

I have to buy something to go home and get in a good mood.

When I walked into the Stefan Guild and told him what to do, he was immediately put through upstairs.

Several kings were waiting in front of one room, and apparently I wasn't the only one called in.

The king accompanying the offering seems to be coming alone.

I don't have a face I've seen, but I don't have a king with a face that looks very economical.

"Excuse me -"

When a boy in a bandana came out of the room, he had eyes.

"Well, isn't it Kaji?"

"Oh, Kirk."

He was a king who had moved to this world later than me, a king on a level similar to mine, far away from home but having met him in the guild several times.

He has a medium frank personality with a lot of guiding kings and a stunt that allows him to get along with anyone.

You came later and you already know more people than I do. Don't tell me it's me.

"Were you called in, too?"

"Yes, I will. Looks like he's gathering for an interview."

"I knew you were weak."

I spilled a bitter laugh. That means it's probably the king of the elephant who only has a territory like sesame grains waiting outside this.

Of course I am one of them.

"What did they ask you?

"No, especially say this. Are there any problems with soldiers not listening, or not having too much money to decipher?"

"You're just having an interview."

"Looks like it. Oh, and I wonder if you're willing to go to war."

"There's no way a weak king has that strength."

"But as a guild, there's just more and more kings, so it's like you want them to fight if you can."

"It's going to be tough to manage."

"Alliance or allied forces? It's like there's only one strong king halfway east right now, and I want a king who's head in four regions, east, west, north and south."

"I see. That means Red Moon to the north, Dorothea to the south, and Tsubaki to the west... I don't know, but Tsubaki? There were a lot of smaller countries to the south, but Dorothea ate them all."

"It is. Mr. Kaji, please raise your flag to the east so that you can cross with the mighty nation."

"We live today, so we're full."

"Neither do we."

Kirk and I were laughing at each other, and a pair of women came out to see if the interview was over.

One is a tricorn worn well by pirates in the eyelids of a pigeon. He has a long coat of leather woven over a bikini full of honey, a short skirt and boots underneath, and two short guns on his hips.

You look elegant in the eye of a slice manager and look riddled and strong.

The other girl, in contrast, had big black glasses on her luxurious body with cat backs as odds, and the way I was when I first came to the world over here was worn.

I looked at the taste of the clothes the girl was wearing and what she had in her hand and realized it.

"She's from the same world as me."

"You know what I mean?

"It's a tool to talk to people far away by saying smartphones."

"Uh, you know, sometimes people have it. Well, I don't need it myself."

When Kirk strokes the hollow, the exact same screen as the smartphone is shown there as video.

People with smartphones are given information on their smartphones, but people who don't have them are able to project and view them themselves.

"She's probably here, isn't she?

"Right. Yeah, but that pirate over there looked really strong."

"Right. S or maybe EX. I'll take a thousand just because I have an enviable EX. I wonder if EX will come because I'm all alone.... but it sounds like a rumor but EX seems like a lot of weird people"

They say there are a lot of weirdos, and I think they do look at crazy sisters, crazy bandits, crazy robots, crazy johnsies.

"Have you thought of anything rude?

"You think about that face."

"It is said that the presence of EX is indispensable in order to be at the top of the king."

"I wonder what percentage of EX you have in a small chariot"

"There's hardly a chariot with an EX on a small scale. Surely it wasn't 0.1% chance of emissions from the chatter?

"Fuck, 0.1?

Is it that low?

"You're writing a percentage on the gacha, right?

When they say and open the smartphone, I try to find and tap on an item that says Gacha percentage.

[EX0.1%]

[SR 2%]

[HR 10%]

[R35%]

[N52.9%]

Wow, what's all this black chatter, Simon? The odds of SR plainly are also terrible.

"Sometimes they have wild, EX-class people, so we can't scout for them. I'm sure you'll demand 100 summoning stones or a billion vestas. But I think it's worth it. Simon, if there's a hundred of them, they're not gonna have teeth on EX."

Sure, that's true.

I want four EX's on the sidelines with Chirali.

Undead crying right on a righteous geek to a worldless lady Priest, a strange bandit knight, a disfigured melting machine......

I have a lot to say, but strength is a certainty, so let's shut up.

My turn comes around while I'm talking, and I say goodbye to Kirk and go inside the room.

"Excuse me."

It was just after I opened the door.

Suddenly there are three knives flying in my face.

"Become!?

I don't have time to mess around. Dee pulls me down, Raylan comes forward, plays the knife off with the Blue Dragon Knife, and comes forward while Sophie deploys the defensive field.

Behind it, between the eyebrows of the person Erica threw the knife at, he was aiming his pistol.

"No, brilliant. Brilliant."

The person who threw the knife sits in a chair clapping pleasantly about what's funny.

There are two guild clerks in the room, the one I've never seen either.

A man with a mustache who threw a knife and a woman with Zamas glasses.

Only two desks and one chair are available in front of them.

"What are you doing? Next time you do something, I'm gonna slit your throat, sir."

I think the facial knife is a greeting all of a sudden, even as you mock the undead like a rabid dog.

"That's scary. Well, sit down."