The Kicked Out S-rank Appraiser Creates The Strongest Guild

Marco, who had returned from the dungeon, had been summoned to the Guild Chief's room.

"… that's all that happened in the dungeon"

Marco reported on his decisions and that Lillianne somehow held a large amount of 'Groundcraft'.

When Lucius finishes listening, he opens his closed eyes and stares at Marco.

"I mean, like this? While you reached the bottom of the dungeon, you tried to turn back without a fight. On the contrary, he did nothing in the presence of a rival guild about to attack the dungeon, turning his fingers and watching. Is that what this is all about?

"Guild leader. I'm telling you, at that time, the troops were depleted. Fighting 100 Skeleton Warriors in that state without groundcraft..."

"Don't make excuses. Are you still a senior member of The Golden Eagle?"

"Ugh, I'm sorry"

"Enough. Back off."

Marco nodded in dismay and left the room.

Lucius sighed in a grumpy manner.

(Totally. This is why I have trouble with the ones I can't use. I can also connect with nobles and say that this is Setouchi's place to rule this city)

Lucius looked harder than ever.

(Uncle Elsen has been in contact with us because we are the best guild in the city. What if it conveys a reputation that you were exposed to a dungeon attack at a time like this?)

"Deanna, Marco is demoted."

"Yes. To whom is the new captain?

"Right. Anybody got any affordable talent?

"What about Jill and the others? She's on the ride now, and she's strong enough. I was wondering if anyone would complain about the promotion."

"Jill..."

Lucius put his hand on his mouth and thought a little.

(You must have been the woman Loran raised)

"No, wait. She's still early. Make it someone else."

"? Okay. I'll make a list."

"Uhm. Please"

Lucius had long been as corrupt as possible to keep the humans that Loran had raised from high status.

As soon as I did that, I could have buried the executives in the person Loran raised.

If the executives of the guild were to be occupied by the Lorans, there could eventually be a voice saying, "Make Loran head of the guild more than Lucius".

Loran is no longer there, but even now the composition of the executives was no surprise to solidify in a self-absorbed person.

"That's right, and why does" Groundcraft "have" Guardian of the Magic Tree "? Alchemists who can refine 'Earthcraft' all over the city should be held back by us..."

"Perhaps some alchemist's guild betrayed him"

"Gather the Alchemist Alliance representatives immediately. Tighten it up and broil out the traitor."

Loran and Lillianne were meeting at the coffee shop.

It was the perfect coffee shop to use for couples and work meetings to make it easy for anyone to stop by.

"It's been a long time since my guild, The Guardian of the Magic Tree, was able to complete the dungeon faster than The Golden Eagle. And this is thanks to Mr. Loran."

I'm not making a big deal out of it.

"Last month Mr. Jill took the # 1 seat in the rankings of Destruction, but we're going to manage to recapture it this month"

"Congratulations. I hear you defeated 35 skeletal warriors on your own. It's an amazing battle."

"That and this is thanks to Mr. Loran for supplying us with a lot of groundcraft. I could really destroy more, but now I'm in a better position to think about my entire unit than my personal grades."

Lillianne soaked her tea quietly.

Today Lillianne always looked more beautiful.

There was an elegance characteristic of a woman with a full job from her now.

"It's tough. The A-rank Adventurer's Seat is preserved."

"Yeah, it is. That's right, we found a mine in the dungeon, so we're going to be able to get a lot of 'Groundcraft' ore. Also, please refine and take on Groundcraft at the Spirit Factory, right?

"Yeah, of course. I will definitely let you do it. I need a favor, by the way."

"Oh, what is it?

Lillianne asked Loran to do herself a favor and she had finally embarked on herself.

"Now I have members in my guild who have skills in 'Ore Mining' and 'Mine Management'."

"Hmm. That sounds like Mr. Loran has a lot of talent."

"Would he like to join us in mining the dungeon, too?

"That's already, just what I thought we were short of manpower to retrieve items from the dungeon. If you have that kind of talent, I'd like to ask for it here."

Lillianne takes out the paper on the spot and writes me an admission permit to the dungeon.

"Go ahead. You can always enter the dungeon by giving this to that member."

"Thank you"

"No. Oh, this is already such a time. I have a meeting coming up. Excuse me around here."

"Yeah, see you next time"

"Let's start the morning ceremony."

In the workshop of The Spirit's Factory, Range begins his morning ceremony with one hand with a board describing his plans for today.

He was also responsible for communicating these contacts in the workshop.

"As scheduled for today, I will be digging for ore in a dungeon attacked by The Guardian of the Magic Tree the other day, so I will have a full morning cup to vacate the workshop. So in the morning, Arlier's support would be appreciated from the guild director"

"Yes."

"Mr. Arlier's appointment today is to refine thirty Earthcrafts."

"Yes."

"Well, let's do well today. Morning ceremony is over."

When Range finishes his morning ceremony, he gets to work on each one.

Ranj prepares to head for the dungeon with Tsurhashi in one hand, Arlier puts fire in the kiln, and Loran starts preparing for refining by holding the ore and tools from the warehouse.

Loran decided to speak up for Range going out.

"Range, this is your chance to develop your 'mine management' skills. Not only will you" mine the ore, "but you will also start" mine management. "

"Yes. I'll try"

"I will gather as many people as you want for the people you need about 'mine management'. Make me whatever you want."

"Yes, then, I'm going on a mine inspection of the dungeon as soon as possible"

Ranju left the workshop behind with his favorite tsuruhashi.

Loran took an interest in Range's organised ore warehouse with Arlier's support.

(I knew you were right to leave it to Range)

Once I appraised Range's skills this morning, his' workshop management 'had already become B.

(It is impeccable about good handling and cost management. And then if we can even manage the talent, we won't be wrong if we leave this workshop to him anymore)

"Arlier. How's it going?

Loran asked as he saw Arlier facing the kiln.

"Yes. Sounds good"

Arlier removed the ore from the kiln that had not yet been made of 'Earthcraft'.

"You're taking it out already?

"Yes, once it cools down here, the quality of Groundcraft is higher."

"Heh, really?"

"It's gonna take a little while. Thanks to Mr. Range for pointing it out."

"Right."

Arlier slammed a little of the ore he had taken out with a hammer before returning it to the kiln again.

Now Arlier figured out when to slap the heated ore in his hand.

(That's strange. I couldn't do this at all before. Now it's easy. Thanks to Mr. Loran)

Loran felt complicated when he saw Arlier growing.

No longer had she grown beyond Loran's hands.

Eventually, people grow beyond the hands of their nurturers.

Not once or twice did he feel lonely about it.

And like the humans he'd raised so far, Arlier was trying to be independent.

"Mr. Loran. I'd like you to prepare some coal."

"Whoa, sorry."

Loran, who was lost in emotion, returns to reality with Arlier's voice.

"You can't. Recently, I've left it to Range to be completely blunt."

"Yeah, that guy is really awesome. It makes it so much easier to do the work."

"You're no match for Range."

"But lately, I'm a little sorry to hear that Mr. Loran hasn't been around a lot."

Arlier blushed shyly, whispering.

It didn't sound good to Loran.

"What? What?

"No, Mr. Loran. Thank you."

"What? Ugh, yeah. What's the matter? Suddenly."

"Me, if you think I got one job all the way to meeting Mr. Loran, with a repeat of being fired. I can't believe I can improve my skills this way. I really owe it to Mr. Loran to show his talent in the field of 'refining'."

"Oh, no. I just woke up what sleeps in you."

"Mr. Loran. Tonight, if you will…"

That's when Loran noticed black smoke coming out of the kiln.

"Hey, Arlier. The ore is burning. Are you okay?"

"What? Oh, oh."

Arlier hurried to stop the fire and take out the ore.

I waste one and shun and depressed.

"You can't. I knew it would be without Range. It seems to distract you when I'm around."

"No, that's not true"

Arlier even blushed and mojimoji.

If I was known to have failed or something because I was thinking about Loran, I would have died of embarrassment.

Then Arlier connects to make "Earthcraft," but that day the first failure sounded and only nine "Earthcraft A" could be made.

In the afternoon, Range brought back the ore.

"Tired. How'd it go? Range."

"I got a good ore. I've been digging all kinds of mines so far, but I think I can get some pretty good ore in this mine."

"All right, let's meet."

Loran and Range sneak into the workshop and start a meeting.

The size of the mine, the quality of the ore, the personnel needed.

"Can you get five people over 'mine mining' b and five people who need to be transported? That way you can stretch Mr. Arlier's refined Groundcraft A up to fifteen a day."

Range said confidently.

"Is it something that changes that much depending on the quality of the ore?

"Yeah, after all, if the quality of the ore is good, so will the refined 'Groundcraft' for that matter"

"Right. Okay, I'll take care of the personnel."

"Regards"

"Soon, Arlier's break will be over. I'm going to the Quest Reception and I'm going to ask for a job. You get ready for Arlier's support."

"Yes."

As Loran quickly tried to go out and secure his talent, there were signs that someone was coming in on the table.

(Guess who?

There was an unexpected figure there when he went to the front door of the workshop, and Loran was giddy.

"Deanna......"

"Good day. How have you been? Loran."

She grinned ruthlessly at that mouth and came into the workshop looking at Loran with contemptuous eyes.