The Guild’s Cheat Receptionist

"Ku......!

A voice similar to a groan struck me in the ear and I woke up.

Admitting the Lord of the Voice, I found that the expression that should have been hidden in the mask and only visible to my eyes froze in fear.

"... I didn't think you were coming on the first day"

"... there's plenty to swallow."

It was Mr. Frank who responded to my whining.

A risky word, in the standings of unusual stripping of fighting spirit by striking. Above all, the caged hand embedded in the hand lies at the heart of its colour.

Two shadows at his feet standing in front of a window that was closed at some point. It was the masculine figure who groaned, and the narrower figure like a woman is completely unconscious.

They've both already been restrained with their hands and feet in a rope, and it's all over while I sleep.

I didn't expect either of you to come, so I saved you the trouble of looking, but I didn't think I'd save you the trouble of detaining, or even tracking you down.

"I'm sorry, Branch Manager. I've annoyed your hands."

"Ku, don't come monster......!

A man shudders when I try to get out of bed. It hurts.

I'm sure it was good until you got on my invitation and infiltrated through the window, but you didn't get any teeth at all.

Mental damage is more serious because the body does not get hurt in the junction.

"Grow up, please. Oh, it's no use chewing off your tongue or poisoning you. Because I will definitely make you recover and show you. All the people you attacked are safe. Now can you believe it?

In my words, men have completely lost their willingness to resist.

"That calm down... you were going to be the one from the beginning, right?

"Yeah, yeah. I didn't expect to come on the first day..."

I'm afraid of Mr. Frank......

I may have noticed a good thin preparation for cagemen, but I roamed the city to make sure Luneville had chicks.

The message to Rachel is to teach me there's a chick in my room in front of the masses, and I left the window open because you can never break in from the outside.

There will be preparations, and maybe people who are combatants and can hardly gather information. Maybe I can't tie the eggs to the chicks, so I was prepared to take a few days to catch them.

It was a delightful miscalculation that you came on the first day because you weren't always after chicks just because you were an assassin.

"What would you have done if I hadn't been on guard?

Of course I'll tie him up.... It wasn't what an atmosphere I could say.

Mr. Frank doesn't know my cheat, and I'm not going to let him know, so there's no point explaining it.

Frank takes one sigh and switches the subject, wondering what's wrong with me.

"I'm bringing these two down to the private room, so Ilaria's waiting in the reception room"

"... Yes"

I honestly had to nod at what Mr. Frank and the others couldn't tell me.

"... Pi?

Sleeping chick looks up.

Behind me, Mr. Frank is taking the two of you out of the room. You shouldn't see anything like this.

I put the chick to bed again and decided to wait for him to come in the reception room as Mr. Frank said.

"I told you when I hired you that I wouldn't pry when it comes to your powers if you'd even be ripe for business, but I can't look at this one."

Mr. Frank is scolding me now that I'm back in the reception room.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I told you from my side to deceive the enemy..."

"I know it prevents you from exposing yourself to your enemies, but you don't have to include me on alert."

Ugh... now I realize that one person is me... he seems seriously angry.

I know it's bad that I made you worry, but I didn't think it was enough to piss you off.

"Sorry...... I'll be careful later"

"... you never try to lure anyone else out, do you?

"Yes."

You believed my reply was from the heart, Mr. Frank exhaled a great deal.

The face lifted that way was back to the look on Mr. Frank's face, who didn't seem to kill the usual bugs either.

"Those two belong to the Bandit Guild"

The simulations of the registration cards offered did match the names of the two.

"I'm going to interrogate you, but is there anything you want me to ask you?

"Uh... alone, nothing"

I tried to ask if you were going to be alone, but his expression told the whole story.

There's no way I can show you interrogation.

I don't need to worry about it in many ways......

"Then just one thing. What do you want me to hear, or a favor to the Branch Manager?"

"It's Frank."

"To?"

"Frank is fine. Otherwise, you will always remain someone else."

I mean about other people's manners, about themselves... No, it's a habit to treat those in the eye with courtesy with adaptations to vertical societies that are all over their souls.

... I don't care what you say in the current flow.

"Okay. I'd like you to do me a favor, Mr. Frank, and I'd like you to bring those two a favor."

"... what?

"This is the disclosure of all information about Dragon God's eggs. The Bandit Guild also belongs to intelligence agents, so by making them confess in the form of a request from our Guild, we can make an excuse that they were originally spinners of the Alliance."

It's called double espionage.

The Bandit Guild has an independent system from other guilds that connects directly to Ajitos and guilders everywhere from the main mountain. This structure has strong vertical connections, but because of the drawbacks of extremely weak horizontal connections, it is hard for them to notice a turnaround if they work together themselves.

They have their own educational institutions for fear of that point, but that's not a problem. Eyes on your eyes. Mental interference involves mental interference.

"Do we miss them...?

"No. Achievement remuneration is about a suspended sentence, and of course you will make the corresponding atonement. If the wrath of the Dragon God does not subside, let us offer it first."

And that's when I realized.

"Those people, you may not know that those eggs are Dragon God's eggs."

"Is there such a thing..."

"Yes, there can be a boss who only thinks of his men as abandoned pawns or parts"

I mean, there's only one executive like that in ten or eighty-nine years.

... So did the president I took care of in my previous life.

Like me, who was fed up on the inside, there mixes bitter things in Mr. Frank's face. Perhaps you have something in mind just because you and Mr. Ectre eliminated the bandit guild that was in Luneville.

"So look at the situation and cut out what was a dragon god egg"

"Okay."

Standing up, Mr. Frank stops where he puts his hand on the door.

"You rest in your room immediately. Even the owner of the boldness that never happened in that mess will miss you."

Are you even traumatized, Mr. Frank?

I remember burning my sister quite a few hands when she was a baby in her previous life, but considering that, I say that dragon chicks are totally untouchable. I sleep well, I don't cry at night, I don't get eclampsia.

He's cute enough to hit me.... I'm protecting you in the juncture. That's not what I could have said.

The following day at noon.

Face Mr. Frank in the reception room to organize the information. The smell of tea that Mr. Frank brewed me before I arrived was spreading all over the room.

The look on my face and on Mr. Frank's face is very serious, but it doesn't tighten at all because of the chick giving me a little bit of a hug.

For this reason, Breakfast is an auxiliary magic berry alert for wind that strengthens the Agility status (overall value of leg strength, instantaneous strength and concentration).

These statuses have risen after absorption, so there will be no doubt anymore.

As he moves back and forth through the entanglement of his faster tail, Mr. Frank opens his mouth once he moistens his throat with tea, as he did last night.

"They knew they were dragon eggs, but they didn't seem to know they were dragon god eggs"

"Really..."

Mr. Frank has some speaking skills, and I'm pretty sure he did something as absurd as trying to hide it with the scent of tea.

"I guess there was something about me that I thought boulders when I heard about Dragon God. He asked me to come in this morning."

"Good."

If it didn't work, [READING HEART] I thought it was crazy to use it, but it doesn't seem necessary.

Reading mindset skills are typical of the type where cheats become enemies, and they're pretty tough because they read deep psychology on the surface, even memory, and tap it into your head. That's cheat. If there was no reason, there would be a Gestalt collapse on self-awareness to ensure a mental collapse level.

Even worse hands are disjointed and the liberation of charm.

I don't want to do this one because it could completely deprive me of my will and make me a servant. I don't want to do anything to discredit people below their livestock.

"The requests they received were the taking of dragon eggs taken by horse demons and the elimination of those involved in eggs. At first, he was following the horse demon as requested, but he interacted with the same egg seeker along the way."

"Likewise, is it?

Mr. Frank nods slightly with a smile on his face.

"I tell them their words as they are... but they looked like people when they first approached me. But by the time he realized it, he had turned into a sea snake that had produced a yellow scale and a single horn. When I managed to sprinkle the sea snake and chase the horse, it was in the hands of those three, and it seemed like they changed their goal to three."

Sea Serpent...... is this Unkutehi? Besides, he said he was after the eggs, but it also seems like he's after people for the eggs that he just asked.

who requested the taking of eggs. Are you after an egg apart from that, someone who tried to inhibit it? Kirin tried to protect the eggs. Wow, a troublesome triangle......

"... What were the horse demons ordered to deal with?"

"They didn't mention it in particular. They met with their client, too, so I'm pretty sure."

I doubted my ears.

The Bandit Guild is basically with Black Companies. My men are parts, not humans, so the ends just ripen the requests sent by the upper management. Aside from saying what you requested, you don't have to meet the client first.

"Those two, you were in quite a position."

Brainwashing would be shallow then, and taking this suggestion adds credibility.

I unexpectedly zeroed it, but Mr. Frank didn't think so.

"Oh, it was a lot of strength. It's the difference between a bad boy and a muddy cloud."

"Cheng Cheng"

And as I nodded, I was unable to accept it in my heart.

Because that black guild filled with old age is a union where blood says things, not strength.

Allen, if we don't reform it soon, we're going to make it worse for every main mountain, right?

"Did you say anything about the client?

"Oh. That's the characteristic of the man, that he said his name was Cato but probably a pseudonym. He had long brown hair stretched out to his shoulders and bright brown eyes."

It's too much of a person to be anywhere. It's not going to be a clue at all.

That's what I thought. It was an arrowhead.

"And they had something like burnt brown scales in their throats. Looks like you two thought it might be some tribe... you know what?

"Yep...... yes"

That's a testament to when dragon gods and dragon men are turning into people.

One scale left in the throat. Returning to the figure of a dragon, it flips and scales backwards.

"Thanks to you, I understand."

"Really?"

I snort back, but I was filled with the desire to scream inside.

The only dragon that can be turned into a person is the Dragon God and his family. Kirin doesn't act like he betrays Dragon God, and he can't do it in the first place.

I mean, there's a guy who's trying to use this chick for what's not good for Dragon God and a guy who's trying to get in the way of it.

So, Kirin said she used me to make sure the chicks were safe.

I got people involved in my clan...!

"Ilia?"

"Let's leave it. We sent him here, so there's got to be some contact from there."

I don't even need to bother going to Tengu to do that.

Taking a chick would be a great worry for that idiot, but the chick isn't guilty.

"... that contact wouldn't be like last night, would it?

"Yes."

If you're after a chick first, it'll change the story, but even Kirin isn't stupid. It's more sensitive to killing intentions and hostility, so it will always move ahead of the target. If you're still watching in the sky, you'll be watching the assassin get caught.

"I don't know what to do when I get here."

"Pi?"

Touch the head of a chick tilting her neck.

If you want me to protect this girl, I'll have to take all that stuff.

Speaking of Tenmiya treasures, is it the Dragon God bracelet after all? No, I also find it hard to throw away the ear decorations of the Dragon God.

If you are a bracelet made from a dragon god scale, it is a treasure tool that sucks the magic of the owner and creates a magic barrier, so I want the chick to wear it until she can wrap her magic around herself.

Ear decorations made of remains are physical barriers opposite the bracelet. I have a defense that doesn't work for a normal attack at the moment, but I just want to keep it until I remember the barrier with wind magic.

I refused because they told me I'd do it as a tribute before, except to protect the chicks. They are both especially compatible with the dragon factor so they are perfect for chicks!

"Your dreams are spreading!

"Pi!"

If you're coming, come, Kirin.

That's when you're gonna have a stomachache for my suggestion!

That's all you need to worry about, so be thankful!

There were times when I was thinking that way.

"He's here."

A breathtaking super aesthetic that stays over the counter. Scarlet hair stretches to her shoulders, and the eyes that dwell in the long cut eyes are blue.

Behind it is one young man. This one looks like a good young man with dark brown eyes on his blonde hair.

"... the requisition form is on the bulletin board over there"

"Do we look like guilders?

A beautiful shape to laugh at. Scales can be seen in that throat.

"Pi......?

The chick, still held by me, also stares at her beautifully shaped face.

"So is it a meal?"

"Oh, yeah. That's good, too. I hope there's somewhere we can talk."

"Leah, show him to the private room."

"Oh, yeah. Here it is ~"

I'll leave the guidance to Leah, who's in service, and I'll head to the office.

I wasn't at reception because I was on parental leave originally, but Mr. Caron called me down and I just ran into him... luck should be cheesy too.

"Good morning. Thank you for waiting, Mr. Caron."

"Oh, Ilia. Good morning. Quick, but look at this."

It was a few sheets of paper handed to me by Mr. Caron.

The content was gratitude and gratitude from the mercenary guild, as well as a proposal for future measures.

"Is this the previous Kramer?"

"Yes. There were quite a few aftersins, so the mercenary guild is officially apologizing to the coalition. Apologize to us separately. That's the document."

Mr. Caron is the person who is responsible for the non-negotiable work with each of Rondville's guilds and the Union headquarters, an indispensable talent for the Luneville branch, where no guild has a branch outside the Union.

"I don't mind that... at the end of this proposal, there's a mix of petitions for interviews."

"Yeah. The mercenary guild wants to see you in person. Let's get this straight, headhunting."

I resent translation cheats at times like this.

You can't even delude yourself because you don't know what that means, because what's going to stop happening.

"... is it the Rondville branch?

"No way. It's the main mountain."

Unexpectedly makes me want to zero my sigh. This is it when you create a little trigger.

"What do we do?

"I refuse."

Everyone in the office stroked their breasts down. I'm going to cry with joy.

"What about the reason?

It's important to Mr. Caron, the negotiator.

"It is with your help that we handled this successfully in the first place. I can't say I'm the only one being put on the docket."

"Haha. Copy that. Don't make me imitate the way I used everyone in the branch."

Maybe Mr. Caron means it.

The office is overflowing with belly-black laughter at me for not denying it with Mr. Caron, whom I have interpreted.

... What a laugh I can't have.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Caron, but thank you very much."

I'll take care of it.

Staff trust in him is strong, even if he says it lightly.

I decided to head upstairs, reassured that I could hold a chick instead of a new hassle.