The Guild’s Cheat Receptionist

corner of a private room on the second floor of the branch.

"Now, Mercenary Guild, delegates who agree to follow the command of the" Sword of the Ethereal "must present their registration cards for the members"

Watching the eight assembled delegates nod uniformly and give away their registration cards, I give Cynthia the collected registration cards and entrust her with order registration.

"Have any questions or comments?

It was the representatives of the commercial guild Dawn who raised their hands.

"Do you have any idea what happened to the guys who left earlier? I headed to King's Capital as a second squad."

"You're Lord Beaulieu's squad. We received a report the other day of the departure of Wang Du."

A couple of people bother with what I'm sure of.

"Ho, is that true? What's the status? How many people are we carrying?

"Several people have been injured, but they are all residents of Wang Capital who have been injured by snow accumulation. There are about 150 people with the 2nd squad."

"150...... so you don't need more blankets and food?

"The delivery of supplies is complete in the next three squadrons. As I told you earlier, we need nothing but consumables on the road to escape the residents of Wangdu."

Try to make money this time of year.

When I told him otherwise, the boulder merchant also read the air and shut me up.

And the more disgruntled faces are the new-faced mercenary guild people who rushed me. Turning to his face, he opened his mouth as one of them had noticed.

"Who are you? Quite clearly, is that information accurate?

"Yes, because early ears are not the prerogative of commercial and bandit guilds."

She moved her eyes slightly at a place called Bandit Guild. The profession shown in the status column is also useful at times like this, isn't it, Mr. Intelligence?

"Ilia's information is accurate. We guarantee it."

Below the "Ethereal Sword", the grievances on the spot are fogged by the testimony of the A-rank Mercenary Alliance.

Cynthia came back after registering when she was looking to see if anyone else had said anything.

"Is there anything else?

Affirmation of silence.

"Then I will give you my registration card back. As soon as the formation of the 7th Caravan Squad is complete, we ask you to rescue the residents of Wang Du. … we sincerely hope you are safe and successful"

As the delegates who received their registration cards left their private rooms, I stopped the two delegates.

Grace, the representative of the table of the mercenary guild Zhu's Double Knife, and Fadere, the representative of the Ethereal Sword. "Zhu's Double Knife" is no less powerful than the "Ethereal Sword", but he decided he was not fit to direct it due to AK's strong character.

Sometimes you can ask because they are like that.

"Everyone at Zhu's Twin Knives, please also be vigilant about the Tearful Wind."

"... worst capture?

"No, you may cut it off if it appears to cause harm. 'Cause I'm in the way."

"As relentless as ever, Ilaria is"

To Mr. Fadere's bitter laughter, Mr. Grace laughed frankly.

"An enemy would have no choice."

"Right."

This area is a late cynicism with all sorts of experience, or an interaction where the atmosphere you can rely on seeps out.

I'm sorry, but I can't leave it to someone who doesn't look at the situation.

"Thank you."

"" Leave it to me. ""

Mr. Farade stops and looks back as he drops off the two of them leaving the private room.

"We decided to join the rescue team because you're here."

"Ha..."

"I wonder why you're not mixed up in that meeting over there."

Over there.

That would mean the formation of a crusader that's taking place in the reception room on the third floor.

"Of course it would be a rescue if they told me which was urgent, but I was just asking because I was a little concerned. I'm sorry."

"No. I hope you're okay"

"Yeah."

With Mr. Farade out, there was just me and Huck in the room, plus Cynthia.

"I'm a little surprised, too."

Cynthia says as she fixes tables and chairs.

"Isn't Ilia an occasional advisor when ordering? Even if they don't ask. You're only telling dangerous people when you run into a demon from the front."

"... yeah. Well."

Cynthia is a Puppet.

Although the ceiling is low, there are many people in the general population with potentially every skill adequacy. Seems like such a race, she also has [observational] skills she has worked out at reception, allowing her to spot the strength of the order client to some extent.

So it's not surprising at all that she'll find out, but what she said at this time upset me.

"So it seems like a lot of people thought Ilia would advise this crusade as well. The person who got the advice, the staff."

"Nothing, I didn't decide I couldn't win without advice. I don't even know the people who participate."

"Yeah. That's right"

But Cynthia looked up to the universe.

"I get a little nervous. I wonder if it's okay without Ilaria, or something."

'Cause I'm not gonna take him down.'

"Right. haha."

I know Cynthia who laughs has no other intention. But I felt like I was being poked at a star.

I don't want to take part in the Ice Dragon Crusade.

The reason is that Ice Dragon is not a demon.

"Pi......?

It's not because you're keeping a far away relative's hack.

I have no objection to the fact that those who cannot coexist will bump into each other in this world with a strong colour of weak predators, and no killing, what a beautiful thing to say. In the first place, I don't deserve to tell you that I've killed most of my species.

I just don't feel like my joining would tip the balance of power that it was supposed to be.

Like she said, the only time I advise is when the demon is the other person. I've never stopped a crusade request other than a demon unless there's a definite difference in power to be killed.

I only kill, being killed reduces the depression of the world... I have no hesitation in advising demons and things like the distortion of the world itself, and even wars between people can be ignored without being so lost.

"... I didn't say anything weird. Go in for a break. I haven't finished registering my caravan yet."

"Uh-huh."

"Pi."

"Haku is serious like your mother."

"Pi ~"

I'd like to think that Cynthia stroked me for making a joyful squeal.

Ice dragons, who had been sitting on the summit of the Roa Mountains close to the king's capital, were spreading the damage with snowfall that put them on the wind blowing down to the king's capital to a habit that people could not easily get close to.

The king did not command the aristocracy to flee first, and the knights, who were supposed to protect the people, were turned around to escort the aristocracy. As a result of splitting the Knights into upper-class escorts who run away with me and me, we won't have enough fighting power to crusade the Ice Dragon, and the royal family will eventually run away.

And as things stand, the Knights can't seem to move far from Gooleysville with their amulet.

That's where the Alliance is driven out.

I'll go out of my way to caravan the rescue squad... I'll make a request until I express myself as a merchant squad, a crusade request to give money but not tell me what to do later. I'm kidding, right? Ugh.

Amateurs come out of the way with an empty theory on the desk. Just mind your body... so is this the same as the prime minister's stupidity?

Stop, stop.

"- Then I will give you my registration card back. As soon as the formation of the 13th Caravan Regiment is complete, we ask you to rescue the residents of Wang Du. … we sincerely hope you are safe and successful"

Cynthia sighed loudly as she dropped off the delegates leaving the room.

"Finally done."

"Thank you. Finished a little early, but give it up early?

"No way! You're halfway there if you raise it now, even though it's an hourly rate!

"Fine, because today's work will be covered by a special allowance, and I will decide that I have worked until the due date."

"... No, no, no! No! I hate not having that kind of jerk!

It was Cynthia who was definitely about to get bonded while I said I hated her.

"Take a breath for now. Wait a minute. I'll get you some tea."

"I'll bring it, fine! Ilia's the one who's resting!

Say no, Cynthia jumped out of the room.

Sure, I had more work to do, but I'm not physically exhausted because of the cheats.

In the meantime, when I sit in the chair sweet to your words, Huck jumps on the front of me just saying I've been waiting.

Speaking of which, your cat came on top of the keyboard saying you were messing with computers in your last life. Is that what Haku looks like?

"You were here, Ilia"

It was Mr. Frank, not Cynthia, who shoved his face through the door.

Reaching out to Haku to stand up, Mr. Frank, who guessed, controls his movements.

"Is the meeting over?

"Oh. That said, it's all about formation and formation, and I couldn't put in place any specific measures.... at least I wish I knew what technique to use"

"No one's ever fought an ice dragon before, have they?"

Mr. Frank smiled bitterly.

"There won't be any such fierce men in there."

"Are we leaving tomorrow?

"No, you're waiting for Karon's report. Collaborate with other branches"

Aside from fighting ice dragons, we have to climb snowstorm mountains, naturally.

"Thank you for waiting. That one, Mr. Frank.... Could it have disturbed you?

"That's not true."

"Cynthia's off too. You must be tired.

"Well, then sweet for your words..."

Chat in a breath with Cynthia's favorite green tea.

That said, most of it was like me and Mr. Frank hanging out with Cynthia's zero stupidity. As I fled to lay hack, I have turned my eyes to the kind of man Mr. Frank asks for salvation.

I'm sorry, but I think it's my boss's job to take care of my men's mental health.

That concludes the day's work.

Busy remained the same after the day after sending out the caravan, and even as the last streets were completed and the entire itinerary ended, the festival scheduled after completion was postponed to boulders.

And the day after the caravan evacuated all residents to each city.

As I was travelling around the inn and handing out supplies, I headed to the Lords' Hall following a call from Mr. Ektor.

Waiting for me to be guided to the reception room were Mr. Ectre and Mr. Frank, who had a sinking face.

What the two spoke of was the failure of the Ice Dragon Crusade.

And ice dragons descend as they chase defeating crusaders,

towards Luneville, was the fact that it was going south.