The Kicked Out S-rank Appraiser Creates The Strongest Guild

"That's what you're all about. Dear Lucius."

Zens, a representative of the city's best alchemist guild, said.

This is the clerk's office of the Golden Eagle guild.

Lucius was in business with the Alchemy Alliance of Solidarity.

Now he was just about to buy the product.

"We have always wholesaled our products to 'Golden Eagle' for a broken price, haven't we? I've worked so hard to achieve the price and delivery time you demand. I haven't dropped a single delivery. You said you've worked for sincere 'Golden Eagle' that way. That's not much of a trick. Even now, every month in the deficit, they wait to repay their borrowings. If you discount any more, you really won't have it. Come on."

"Fine then. Let's close this deal with you by today. I'm going to order another guild in the future."

Deanna said to refrain beside Lucius.

Lucius does not wander, he closes his eyes and thinks.

Guild men clog words a lot.

Orders from Lucius have always been huge, so if he breaks his contract, he won't be able to feed the many members he employs.

That's not all.

He had also held down the arms and fittings market outlets themselves, and if he was cut off from his contract, he threatened to be tightened out of this industry itself.

Deanna looked down at the troubled delegate that way with the same eyes she scorned.

She had these sadistic sides.

When the delegate turns his gaze to Lucius for help, suddenly Lucius turns the chair and turns back to the delegate.

He laughed and spoke nicely.

"Mr. Zens. Don't get me wrong, but even we don't want to cut off from you. I just want you to work a little harder in the future so that you can continue your relationship with us. That's all."

……

"200 gold per iron a. Will you do it?

Zens left with Tobotobo.

Lucius sighed as he saw it through the window.

"Oh, boy. He's a bad guy, too. You can't go against us."

"Absolutely."

Deanna told me to sell the fragrance.

"You can't live in this city if you defy Master Lucius. They should understand more about it."

Lucius immerses himself in joy, seemingly less than full.

"Well. What's your next appointment?

"It's an outing. Discuss your quest with the noble Uncle Elsen. He said he would love to ask my guild for anything. Just a quick favor from the other side."

"Huh. So Uncle Elsen is desperate to have a relationship with us, too? It's not bad to be counted on by nobles, though."

Lucius gets up from his chair and weaves his jacket.

I looked back at Deanna as I remembered.

"With that said, how's Loran doing? I guess you're getting rid of it properly from the Adventurer Quest, huh?

Loran's lack of access to the quest was actually due to Lucius' hand spinning around.

He was using the influence of a major guild to pressure the Adventurers Association not to give jobs to those who had lost their guild.

"Oh, if it's Lorraine, apparently we've launched an alchemy guild."

"Alchemy guild?

Lucius grinned bitterly after frowning.

"Absolutely. What is an alchemy guild more than. You know we have the Alchemy Guild under control. Finally, he's turned around, too."

"Maybe you haven't noticed yet. that I am tied out of the Adventurer Alliance."

Deanna also said with a couscous laugh.

"Alchemy product outlets are controlled by us. I don't even have a hand. There is no way to access the market. How the hell are we going to run the guild in that state?"

"The guild is called The Spirit's Factory."

"Ha ha. A factory is. Are you going to build a weapon? I don't know how you're gonna sell it all the time."

(Interpreted, is the only person who can spot the qualities of others? Too shallow a thought)

Lucius was relieved to learn of his shallow carelessness because he had a threat to Loran somewhere in his heart.

"Aren't you going to rely on your friendship with Master Lucius to cry?

"I see. Was there that line?"

Lucius thinks about it.

"Well, it's an old favor. If he's gonna cry, he's not gonna do his job. Except for 100 gold per iron A. I'm not going to pay more than that for one sentence of vita. Tell him that when he gets here."

"Yes, I did. I'll tell you what."

Lucius tried to leave the room to say all that, but he turned to Deanna with a hunch.

"Is that so, Deanna? Even for dinner tonight."

Deanna pulls in a chill and blushes her cheeks.

"Yes. Absolutely."

"Bye. Come to the usual store around 6: 00 p.m."

That's all Lucius said, he just left.

Deanna sat on her desk for a while, lukewarmly unwilling to even sort out the paperwork, but remembers something fuzzy and important.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that Lorraine has Lillianne's support."

For a moment, Deanna went after Lucius and thought I'd tell him, but I stopped.

Doing that just undermines his mood.

(Well. I rule this city's alchemy guild anyway. You don't have to say anything)

That's all she thought about was starting the job in front of her in what looked like a hundred million bucks.

Loran was interviewing whoever had applied to be a member of the guild, The Spirit's Factory.

When I was actually in a position to pick people like this, I thought this felt good.

Everyone desperately seeks help to hire them.

I try to appeal to my abilities in an effort to make a slight better impression.

Act humble and try to lift a little about the interviewer or the guild.

The alchemist girl Loran is interviewing now was also working hard to make a good impression on Loran.

"I'm connected to" Guardian of the Magic Tree, "and I thought I had a great future, and I figured I'd want to do a fine job with all those futuristic guilds and officials anyway. I'm such a great guild too, and I was hoping you could use it under Mr. Loran's direction, so I applied."

She's been hanging out to sell her flair.

She wore a working connection like an alchemist and had smelting tools, starting with hammers, but also femininity.

She looks like an adult girl, and would not be comfortable doing that, she usually tries to shed that luscious brown hair that she brackets and appeal with her appearance.

I'm trying to make you like the way you look.

If people cheer on me like this, I can't help but grow up like Lucius, Loran thought.

You will also like and dislike more than your abilities and want to be elected.

(Though, I have the skill 'Appraisal')

Loran used the skills appraisal to activate the current skills of the alchemist he is now interviewing.

Interviewer, Alchemist Arlier's alchemy-related skills appear as letters in her surrounding space.

Ore mining: E D

Ore refining: E A

Metal moulding: D C

Goldsmiths: E D

Loran decided to ask the question.

"Do you have a role to aspire to?

"Yes, I want to be in charge of 'metal finishing'. Because I'm best at metal finishing."

Loran laughed inside out.

Metalworking was the lowest of her skill configurations in terms of current strength, future, and both.

Perhaps you want to be in charge because metalworking is floral and well paid.

"How about 'Ore Refining'? There are currently not enough Ore Refining personnel in this guild."

When Loran asked, she laughed a little troubled.

"'Ore refining' …? I think I'd rather be a 'goldsmith' because I'm a little bad at it...... Oh, but of course, if you can hire me, of course I will."

Arlier panicked and retorted, fearing his heart certificate would go bad.

Loran notes' Arlier Ore Refining E A 'on the paper at hand.

"Okay. We will now communicate the results of the interview to those at home by next week"

Arlier returns in a soggy manner.

(Interview, I'm passing)

Loran didn't think it was a good idea for her to remain depressed, and immediately decided to send a notice of acceptance to her address.