The Guild’s Cheat Receptionist

The planning process is going well.

... but it wasn't a convenient story for everything to work out.

How many times since the earthquake?

A carriage carrying a rescuer to the church was seen out the window as it went through the boulevard in front of the branch.

"- Confirmed achievement. Your next appointment is after tomorrow, so rest your body slowly."

"... ok. Thanks."

At the counter next door, the representatives of those who were escorting the carriage earlier laugh powerlessly and leave.

The victim is out.

I couldn't protect it.

The hall saw people sinking similarly to see if they were frustrated by such regret and helplessness.

"... replacement!

"Um... it's time to stop"

"Ugh! Can you do it without a drink!!"

A man whose face turns bright red with alcohol and yells at Cynthia.

Usually people around me would see me with white eyes when I had a bad attitude, but now I'm guessing how that feels, and they all looked like some bum.

"But I can't. If I make you ill here right now, you're not going to be able to do anything, are you?

The men made sure to swallow their anger at those around them and at Cynthia's fortitude giving them a little back to me.

"I know... I know! He drank it here, and he said he had to do something!

But I look up.

"Do you understand...? Knock it down or knock it down, there's a horror of demons coming from next... Until help came, I had to lock myself in shellfish...! Outside, there could still have been people! Until now, until now, I've... sworn for what... waved my sword..."

There were no tears from the man who squeezed the cobwebs and fell off again.

The guard of the village who was helped...... I wonder if it was.

Regret for not being able to help, for fear of demons.

I wanted to forget that, I didn't want to remind you, I was looking for alcohol.

Before him like that, the jock was well placed.

Before the man with his face up, Mr. Fadere.

The man blinked his eyes at the appearance of a representative of the "Ethereal Sword", whose name was quite well known among the police forces.

"If you want a drink, drink it"

Just listen to the words, thoughtful, laborious words.

But the look was hard... and because of that, the man couldn't reach for the jock either.

To such a man, says Mr Fadere.

"I won't hesitate.... but I want you to think about it. Drink this liquor, what it means."

The neighborhood is quiet and only his voice can be heard.

"Drink and forget. I'm not saying that's bad. Everyone will have experience.... but are you sure that's okay?

"Is that okay... oh, no"

"If you drink here, you'll be able to forget the unpleasant. … but that's only while you're drinking"

Block and poke men's words.

"Try to forget you drank it, but I'm sure you'll keep regretting it. I'm not talking about today or tomorrow. Even if the situation is over now, it's always been. I'm still asking if you want to drink it."

"Huh... well, hello then!! I, I couldn't fight! I couldn't do anything!

"Then you can fight this time"

Say, give me your hand.

What's on that face is a bitter laugh.

"I know exactly how scared you are of demons. Previously, I fought all sorts of demons.... Ice Dragon fought his opponents more than demons. That was particularly scary."

"... it's... it's you"

"It wasn't because I was strong. Because everyone was there. 'Cause there were people beside me who would fight with me, people behind me who wanted to protect me."

And Mr. Fadere turns a bitter smile into a smile.

"Next time, you're not the only one. Everybody's here."

The man looked around so that he could follow the words.

I'm sure those eyes would have seen people laughing like Mr. Fadere.

"Come on, pick me. Have a drink and forget the fear of this moment. With us, blow every fear of it."

"Oh, I..."

hesitate, wandering his trembling hands again and again frightened by fear,

"... I fight...!

I shook my hand.

"All right!"

Mr. Fadere laughed,

"Guaranteed strength!

"What?"

I held that arm in place disappointingly.

"I'm the third trainee today! Be polite!

"" "Whoa!

"Huh!?"

Cynthia tells the bewildered man with a full grin.

"Let's start with overcoming that fear. Good luck!

"Huh-uh!?"

Thus, the man shipped... was not.

He was taken to the arena for training.

Well, if you get hurt and can't make it to the real deal, you'll be fine because you don't have an ex or a kid, and you won't do anything unscrupulous. Probably.

Whatever it is, this way, the hall regains its liveliness again.

... Still, there's a little bit of clumsiness.

After continuing with the reception work for a while, go to the break.

Haku was called when he was about to wake up from his nap and went up the stairs.

"Sister."

Turning around, there's the look of Sophia.

She was sent to church to treat someone who had suffered an earthquake or something, but the look on her face was somewhere stiff and I felt different from the tension again.

Down the stairs, facing her.

"... what's wrong?

To my question, once I almost said something, Sophia lay her eyes down to swallow it, then opened her mouth.

"I heard there was going to be a big operation."

"Yeah."

For that matter, we all endure it.

Affirmed to me, Sophia said.

"… let me also treat those who have been injured"

"That helps but..., is the church good?

"Yes. Or the patients asked me to. They want to help those who can fight."

I've securely secured someone who can use healing magic, but it's only natural that there should be one more.

I appreciate the care, and I think what you're saying is true, because people who are evacuating to church, including the wounded, are probably non-combatants.

But... if that's all, you don't smile sadly, do you?

Anything wrong? I'd like to hear... but let's just say "nothing" or "okay" to see what just happened.

Just a curse is a kid who can laugh and recieve, and if there is... a word without malice, I guess.

This is the situation, and I'm like, "God, why aren't you doing anything to me? Like."

... I thought about it quite lightly, but it seems normal.

I can't even decide to scratch it...

"Can I ask you a favor?

"Yes. I'll do my best"

Excuse me, I bow down and she leaves.

Even though I was admitted to suggesting it, the hindsight seemed lonely... all I could see was having troubles.

"Sophia."

"Yes, what is it, sister?"

"Some people from another religion may, but never mind. Because you're here, and some people can help you."

It doesn't matter if there's a god or not.

I don't know if I passed it on to her.

... In the first place, maybe my predictions are wrong.

Still,

"... Yikes!

Yes, she was the same as usual when she replied well and ran away.

Luneville in the early morning.

Its central square was being pushed by large numbers of people despite unknown hours.

Standing on the altar set in the steeple are Mr. Ectre and Mr. Frank.

Occasionally, no one tries to take their eyes off them, even if they hear the demonic breaker flying in the sky in the distance.

The situation is the situation, but I'm not talking about being hung by residents who boiled their businesses for not being on offense or anything like that.

Rather, it feels like tranquility before the storm, surrounded by silence.

That's easy to understand because everyone's making their eyes squirm.

"... have you all got weapons?

"" "Ooh!

The response echoes Mr. Ector's voice.

"You all remember the operation?

"" "" Ooh!! ""

An even louder response came back to Mr. Frank's voice.

Watching how it goes, Mr. Ector takes a breath.

"Then I won't say much more"

That's what I said, to the look I had on my face that was so tense - I smiled.

"It's over when you're a female!

"" "" "Ooh!!!" ""

"Clear your previous depression!!"

"" "" "Ohh!!!" "

"Take back everything that's been taken!!"

"" "" "" Ohh!!!!! "" "

"It's the beginning of the counter-attack!! Open the door!!!!"

At the same time as that voice, an arrow with a high sound was emitted over it.

Numerous sorceries activate it on the signal, kicking the demons who were by the gate.

"" "" "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" ""

Metal bumping sound.

The sound of kicking the ground.

Roar.

Everything avalanches into the gate and eventually spreads.

Target is the simultaneous destruction of a growing demon.

Don't give me a chance to call my people.

Doesn't give you a gap to strengthen.

We have all endured to ensure slaughter and take everything back.

The accumulation of depression seemed to have exploded.

Sounds of magic and grunts heard from all over.

Instead, we are all moving as we do and it is so intense and insane that it is strange that we are working together.

Oh, you're not crazy. Excuse me.

"Ilia, what's wrong? It's a long shot."

"Oh, you're worried about Mr. Frank or something! It's more fun that way!

"... ha"

"" Stunned!? "

When the sigh leaks unexpectedly to Shaguria and Cynthia, the two react just saying they are shocked.

Well, I mean, I'm scared, and I feel sorry for making you pay attention.

In the square, there remained non-combatants who were not on the battlefield.

There are not just the two of us leading up to the branch staff, but everyone but Mr. Caron, Mr. Claude, Mr. Luc, Mr. Bardo, Kati and Clarice.

"I told you people who don't take part in the operation don't have to show their faces."

"Why did you bother to look at me?

and Mr. Digire.

"It stinks of water, Ilia!

"Well, it's decided because I want to drop you off."

Cynthia, Elise continues.

"Oh, Rachel's dropping off her boyfriend."

"Mi, it's decided for everyone!

"Nothing, you don't have to delude me there. It's cute because I'm in a hurry there."

Rachel being messed with by Cynthia and Leah.

"Let's at least drop off the lords until they get back."

"Yes, yes."

"I have to tell you that's for my husband."

"I hope you'll do your best ~"

The kitchen wives laugh at each other.

Amabel was the only one still gazing at the gate amid the bickering that began there.

"It's okay."

"... yeah"

Mr. Ektor, so to speak, General.

If it was true, you were supposed to have me focus on directing, but I didn't ask, saying, "Let's get out front, too".

He managed to convince me that he was going to hit the demon sweep around Luneville's walls.

As a result, Mr. Frank also said that he would be the head of the unit around the reverse because of his escort......

Totally...... Morale increases when you join the war, but in case you get hurt, that's ruined too!

One being approaches from among the hedges that bicker as if to distract tension.

"No abnormalities so far"

"Thank you. I think I'll be back in a while, so I'm gonna need a little more."

"Leave it to me."

Affirming as a matter of course, Clarice went astray in the crowd.

Her role is to keep an eye out from the unobstructed sky for any contact from guards placed throughout the city.

Security guards were placed for two reasons: a table called checking if demons were entering from places like sewage, and a reason behind alarming acts of terrorism by the doctrines.

Even though the empire, which can be considered the main mountain, has lurked the ringing, it bites the cramped cat.

In case, I've never been past this time of loose security in the walls.

I was supposed to turn someone else around, and I said, "You need one man of war, right?" was the form in which her claim was acknowledged.

Then a while later, Mr. Ector and the others returned.

All castle gates shall be opened by sweeping the surrounding demons, with the tax office adjacent to the square as the provisional headquarters.

Mr Ektor's and Mr Frank's squadrons were restructured into guards and guerrilla units.

"Signal from the Calune side! It's one red!

"Squads one, two, and three are on the fast track. As soon as the sweep is complete, the second and third squads will transport the wounded and return to the battalion, and the first squads will rendezvous as they are and hit the sweep mission."

"Ha!"

Mr. Ektor gives instructions to the boy guilder who has rushed in.

Dear, and thinking about the swallowing, I thought.

... Why am I in the HQ?

It's a place to fight, though in the city, and it's not comparable to a meeting room or a reception room, is it?

... more than usual. You can't even think about it now. This!

Don't accept it! Absolutely!

"I wish I could use stones like I did in the arena..."

"Right......"

You agreed to return it to me in Mr. Frank's words, but it feels like I'm the cause, so which mouth is saying it?

Because the surface has used up the wind factor that was in the stone and cannot be used without refilling.

That's true, too, for once, but the best reason is that you can barely earn a distance without intermediating with my magic.

I was wondering if it would be like I already had my hands on it if I helped out with something I could only do.

It's something I've never had before, so it doesn't have to be!

You're doing something about it.

Oh, my God, the situation goes on while I'm having a hard time thinking about it.

"Belune side, here comes the blue light!

"Notify the transport unit. I need you to use Belune as a base for supplies."

"Copy that!

The barracks are important.

This one is quick so there won't be more demons, and I have to turn on the kata before it's a night when I get stronger.

While I was doing that, another person ran in.

"A messenger has arrived from Wang Du!

"Let me through."

It was the guilders, not the knights of the Royal Army, who came with their consent.

Or he was Deputy Director of Alliance United Rondville, which I've seen before.

"I am truly delighted to have arrived safely"

"It was only with your voice and your help that I was able to speak."

That's how I shake hands with Mr. Ektor, but the deputy director's face is rude.

It was a fact I didn't really want to hear that was prompted and told by the deputy general manager who sat down.

"The army does not move from the king's capital. No, you're right to say you can't exactly move."

"The last time we had an exchange, it didn't look like we were pressuring him that far."

The Deputy General Manager nodded at Mr. Frank's words and frowned.

"I wasn't persecuting you, but you must have been pretty exhausted mentally. To our voices, the king did not shake his head vertically until the end. There's no guarantee there won't be any more, but you can't risk your people by reducing your protection… so be it."

That was just entirely on the grounds of the inhabitants of the King's Capital, wasn't it?

Are you more frightened than I am, the deputy general manager distorted his mouth bitterly.

"There were those who listened to that decision, discharged the army and poured into the guild. It was fortunate during the misfortune that they had all the numbers they could decide on. … but there is still an undeniable shortage of numbers"

"What is the progress of the territory we have shared with you?

"Seventy percent of plans, something like that."

Place the pawn on the map I spread to the table as I said it.

"I weighed in on a quick sweep, so I didn't break the number, and I'm really slow going"

"No, that's the right answer. You shouldn't spread your hands because poorly you only get more numbers for pranks."

"... with those words, I'm finally going to take a breather"

Are you really relieved, Mr. Deputy Director exhaled deeply?

Scratch in the simple meal and water provided and you will stand up immediately and weave your cape.

I know it's a waste of a minute and a second, but I'd like you to rest a little after dinner and wait for your digestion.

He's in command over there. I know you want to let Mr. General know soon, and he didn't stop there.

"Joining this unit will increase the number, but please do not change your policy."

"I understand. Now if you'll excuse me."

Even when the deputy general manager left, the main unit was busy with the people of the decree rushing to go.

But I didn't do anything in particular.

Of course I did a lot of chores, but that's something anyone can do.

It doesn't matter if things are big or small.

I was trying to get over it with all my strength, just like everything that's happened before.

That's right.

Not in my power, but in everyone's power.

"... time. Signal all units. Clean up the range of demons we are currently working on. I forbid future combat."

"Ha!"

That concludes the first day of annihilation.

There were a few unforeseen events, such as the non-participation of the Royal Army, but I'm glad I didn't have to take care of it.

"Ilia"

When Mr. Frank called me to turn around, there was a smile that seemed to force me to unravel the tension earlier.

"They're all coming back. Pick him up with a delicious meal."

"... ok"

You don't have to worry about me.

When I thought so, my grin spilled.

Return to the branch and start cooking in solidarity with everyone in the kitchen.

Those who came back were bragging about today's prey as they carried the dish to their mouths, and making noise as they talked about their intentions for tomorrow.

With a smile, seeping hope for tomorrow.