The Kicked Out S-rank Appraiser Creates The Strongest Guild

Lesson 2: Establishment of a new guild

(Ha ah. I guess I can't stop ordering quests if I'm not part of a major guild)

As Loran sighs and walks down the hallway between Tobotobo and Quest Reception, he is voiced by a tall magician.

"Oh? Mr. Loran? Maybe you're not Mr. Loran?

"Ah, Mr. Lillianne"

"It's been a while. Mr. Loran."

She carefully pinched her skirt with choy and bowed.

Lillianne was a senior member of the guild, The Guardian of the Magic Tree.

The guild "Guardian of the Magic Tree" is the leading guild after the guild "Golden Eagle".

"Thank you so much for your help the other day. Thanks to you, I was able to rise to Adventurer Rank A last month. That and this thanks to you for finding my unique skill 'Floating'"

Lillianne bowed deeply.

In fact, I thought she was able to emerge thanks to Loran.

She and Loran got to know each other when The Golden Eagle and The Guardian of the Magic Tree jointly made their quest.

From that time on, she was one of the best in the city for her magical strength and firepower, but her core hit rate was low and useless as a guard.

That's when it was Loran who found her skill 'floating'.

Somehow, if she unleashes magic downwards, the hit rate increased exceptionally.

I got skill 'floating' on the original firepower, which meant she instantly earned A-rank Adventurer status with a gold bar on a ghost.

"No. I'm not doing anything serious. It was Lillianne's strength that made her A-rank."

Loran was horrified by Lillianne's attitude.

She was truly an inseparable person and treated everyone with courtesy, regardless of their status.

"That's right, and why are you at the Quest Reception? I can't believe you and the executives of The Golden Eagle bothered to order your own quest."

She somehow thought Loran was the executive of The Golden Eagle.

In fact, she wouldn't believe me no matter how many times I told her she was just a regular employee.

"No, actually, I don't belong to The Golden Eagle anymore."

"Oh, so you're independent? If you're as strong as Mr. Loran, you're likely to make more money independently."

"No, the truth is... they kicked me out of the guild"

"Kicked out? Someone like you?

Lilianne looked like she was in shock.

"That's... what can I say"

She was stunned for a while, but when she shook her head and regained her mind, she smiled softly.

"It's just lunch. Why don't we take a moment to talk somewhere calm, if you don't mind?

They left the building and entered the luncheon.

"I've always wanted to thank Mr. Loran. I'm sorry to keep you so busy."

"No, no. I've been busy, so I can't help it."

"It's a sign of gratitude in a whisper. Let me have the price here."

"Oh no... it's okay"

"But you're not working right now, are you?

"Ugh, that's so-so"

"Why don't you let me repay you here?

Lillianne became uppermost as she pleaded.

Anyway, whatever. I want to do something for Loran.

It was such an atmosphere.

Loran grinned bitterly.

I can't resist this guy.

"Sweet for your words, then"

"And how the hell did you. I was wondering if that guild is exactly what you support. As long as you're in The Golden Eagle, I've always thought our guild The Guardian of the Magic Tree would never rival The Golden Eagle. You've been very active lately, Jill, because of your skill appraisal, by the way?

"That's not true. Especially lately, I've been pulling my legs..."

"No. Did something happen?

"Yeah, I did not go well with the captain, Lucius. However, I wonder if the skill appraisal alone had its limits as an adventurer."

"But isn't your skill appraisal the driving force behind the Alliance? How much adventurer aptitude doesn't mean you're going to be banished like this?

"Right. I, too, think Lucius appreciates me for who I am, and I have prioritized him and the circumstances of the guild over myself. Because I thought he was my best friend. But to Lucius, I was just one of my many men."

Loran said in a sinking voice as he dropped his eyes on the teacup on his desk.

Lillianne stared at Loran in a pitiful manner, then slapped her hand punched as if she had regained her mind.

Loran shall be Kyoton.

Lillianne smiled nicely.

"Don't be so discouraged. If it's not for adventurers, why don't we do another job?"

"Ha. Another job..."

"That's right. For example, an adventurous production profession? That's right. How about an alchemist's guild anyway?

"Alchemist Guild?

"Yeah, my guild, The Guardian of the Magic Tree, was just looking for an alchemy guild where you could order tons of Groundcraft."

"Ha..."

(So you were at the Quest Reception Office? to order a quest from an alchemist)

"Mr. Loran. Would you mind taking my request, if I could?" Guardian of the Magic Tree "also wants to surpass" Golden Eagle "with production-based skills, but I figured the existing Alchemist Guild would really prioritize orders from the bigger guilds, wouldn't it? We also need countermeasures to gain an advantage over the Golden Eagle."

"It's the mountains that Lillianne would like to ask for, but I don't have any alchemy skills."

"It's okay. If you don't have the skills, you can hire someone with the skills. Don't you have a 'skills appraisal'? So all you have to do is discover someone with talent in alchemist skills and hire them as Alliance officials."

"I see. But I guess I can do it. I can't believe I'm standing on people."

"It's okay. I'm sure you can. Trust me."

Lillianne has held Loran's hand and stared at him wholeheartedly.

(That's strange. I feel like I could really do it if she told me)

"Okay. Mr. Lillianne. Let's try."

"Can you do it?

"Yeah, I just wasn't convinced I'd end up like this either. Together, let Lucius make a bubble out of him."

"Yeah, yeah. Let's do it."

They held each other's hands firmly and vowed to fight each other.

The next day, Loran applied to the bureau for delivery of the new Alchemist Guild establishment and recruited guild members.

The guild's name is "The Spirit's Factory (This Way)".

Sometimes a guild with ink on the major guild, The Guardian of the Magic Tree, the next day the applicant arrived.