The Kicked Out S-rank Appraiser Creates The Strongest Guild

On the morning of the review, it was just a great day to watch.

Sunlight is spilling out of the cloudy sky more often.

In the courtyard of Uncle Elsen's mansion, the venue, a number of silverworks already arranged on the desk were brilliant in the light of the sun.

When it came to conducting outdoor reviews, it was Uncle Elsen's exquisite plan to make sure that even ordinary people could see the items sold.

As the uncle aimed, the common people were thriving on unfamiliar spectacles.

But then Uncle Elsen looked over at the venue with a face that didn't float.

(Isn't it just a big guild?)

Looking from end to end at one given desk for each guild, every alchemy guild was just a guild that everyone had seen and heard of once.

And even next to the guild mark that symbolizes us, he wears the 'Golden Eagle' print.

(It's not like this. It's like this.)

Uncle Elsen, who was expecting a weak guild offering, can be dismayed.

Lucius, on the other hand, mistakenly believed that Uncle Elsen seemed to be deeply sorry because of the quality of the goods.

In fact, the only silver craftsmen on the competition were those in B grade.

"Hey, couldn't you have prepared a better silverware?

Lucius struck Dawyn, the "Golden Eagle" critic, in a frustrating manner.

"You won't have a choice. I was keeping a good refiner away from the kiln. Without silver A, there's a limit to how much I can do."

Dowin makes me shrug my shoulders like a jerk.

He came jumping in, wasn't too enthusiastic about this extra job.

"What if I'm saying that? This is your chance to sell us the Golden Eagle to Uncle Elsen. Not that I'm not interested in assistance from nobles with you. [M] You don't want Uncle Elsen tattooed?

"If you say so, supply more silver A. When the hell can you solve this martial law?

"Until a traitor was found supplying 'Groundcraft' to 'Guardian of the Magic Tree'. This month, as long as we keep the refiners away, their 'Groundcraft' should be depleted next month"

"Well, you can't make A-class silver until next month,"

"Chip."

Lucius stares at Dowyn with his tongue pounding.

Dowin whistles all the time saying where the wind blows.

Lucius became more and more, frustrated.

He didn't like Dowin.

Hi, this Dwarf young man was floating and having trouble figuring out what he was thinking.

Lucius looked abominably at the venue's silver workmanship for a while, but eventually regains his usual leeway.

(Fair enough. Only guilds under our umbrella are listed. In the end, we have to choose the best of us. If you let us choose again and again like this, eventually Uncle Elsen will also notice. that you have no choice but to join hands with us)

Lucius laughs damned.

The sellers at the venue were brilliantly, just guilds under the umbrella of The Golden Eagle.

In that way, both Uncle Elsen and Lucius believed the venue only had guilds for 'Golden Eagle' participation, so they couldn't even get their eyes on the booth of a weak guild that was secluded to the corner.

The silvercrafted goods and guild names were invisible because the items had already been carried and the cloth had been worn on the desk of the booth.

Loran was walking around a painting in Uncle Elsen's mansion with members of The Spirit's Factory.

Uncle Elsen was doing a special trick on the seller of the review.

The seller and his affiliated guild were each assigned a carriage of transfers and warehouse space to carry in a single room and silverware for rest and were allowed to walk freely through a single compartment in the mansion.

One row had a different reaction each while walking down a standing corridor of column columns.

Chial was looking around with glittering eyes in front of him at the huge building he'd entered for the first time, and Arlier was anxiously concerned about the eyes around him wondering if he would be better treated like this.

Range walks in a calm manner, with an intriguing view of the occasionally decorated equipment and paintings.

"Mr. Loran. What about that building? What is that building?

Cheal shuddered and asked.

She is pointing to a spire that can be seen on the other side of the courtyard.

"Oh, that's a shrine.

"What's a bungalow?

"About the tower where the bell is installed. You'd see a bell at the top, wouldn't you? Ring the bell high and it will ring all over the city. So let everyone know what time it is."

"Yep. What's that? I'd like to go. Let's climb. Climb the tower and see the bell."

Chial took Loran's arm and was like a child.

She wanted to take a closer look and study anything made of metal.

"Oh, my God. We're about to start a review meeting."

"Mr. Loran. I can finally climb into the exhibition booth with you two."

Range said casually.

He was a good caretaker for that fight and that kind of look.

"Really? Well, then I'm sorry, but I guess I can count on you"

"Aww. I'm sorry. Mr. Range."

Arlier said frightened.

"Fine. Booth would be enough if I were alone. Oh, just a lunch slip, please."

To put it that way, Range walked away towards the exhibition hall.

The three of them walked out toward the tower.

That's how walking down the corridor for a while, I heard a call to stop Loran.

"Mr. Loran!

Loran giggles at the voice.

It was a familiar voice.

Horrible Looking back, there was still someone there as expected.

It was Jill.

"Ugh, Jill. Why are you here?"

Loran gets upset from the trauma of the 'Golden Eagle' era when he sees her stick around.

"Good. Mr. Loran, I've always wanted to see you."

Jill hugged Loran.

"What!? Jill? Ugh."

Jill was not a heavy gear for dungeon exploration, but a light gear with an emphasis on brilliance for festivals, but still hurts when he gets hugged, the bumpy protruding part of his armor hits his ribs.

The momentum held up was pretty good too, so Loran felt like he got tackled.

But more than that, what perplexed Loran was that she had shown affection for her dear.

Because she thought it was something she really despised herself.

Jill had begun to take a footlight and then refused to coach Loran, canceling even as Loran adjusted his training schedule.

At the end of the day, he had been notified of the change of leadership to Loran.

At that time he was clearly told, "I hope you will stay away from me any closer because I have work to do as a side of Master Lucius in the future".

by her secretary, which Lucius put on.

That's why this attitude of hers was puzzling to Loran.

"I can't believe I'm seeing you here. Mr. Loran's idiot. I thought you promised me you'd be thorough until I became an S-class adventurer. Why did you leave the guild without telling me anything?

Jill doesn't mind that much Loran is in pain of gratitude, she hugs him with her full body armor and tightens Loran up with a steel cage hand and chest armor.

"Hey. Jill. Ouch. It hurts, 'cause I'm gonna die. Once away..."

"Oh, I'm sorry. If I did. Reunited Inspiring Not Much......"

Jill returns to sanity and leaves Loran.

"Gu, geho. More than that, Jill. Why? You've been avoiding me. Bye..."

"What are you talking about? Sure, I've been busy here lately and haven't seen you, but I've never avoided it..."

Jill looked at Loran with a Kyoton face.

Loran is hazy to see how it goes.

(No way. Lucius pulled his hand behind this too...)

"That's right. More than that, Mr. Loran. Please come back to the Golden Eagle."

"What?"

"Please. You're the only one who can make me use my powers to the fullest. No. I'm not the only one. There must be many others waiting for Mr. Loran's guidance. I'll take care of the opposition in the guild. So please come back."

Jill said, trying to be rude.

Arlier and Chial blues.

I wonder what will happen to us when Loran returns to The Golden Eagle.

"I'm sorry. Jill, I can't go back to The Golden Eagle."

Loran clearly said, although he had a bitter look on his face.

"Oh no. How could..."

As Jill tried to utter the next word, a cold and intimidating voice echoed through the corridor to block it.

"I was wondering if you could spare my guild, Mr. Loran."

"... Lucius"

When Loran looked at the voice, there was Lucius.

As usual, I'm taking Deanna with me.

Loran looked at Lucius as he sat back in front of him.

Jill tried to defend Loran.

"Guild leader. No. I spoke to him, and he..."

"Jill, you. I'm sorry, but could you back off here, please? I have something to talk to him about."

"Guild leader. But..."

Jill shut his mouth.

Because he was awesome by Lucius.

Jill clings to the unusual look.

Where Jill shut up, Lucius turned to Loran again.

"I didn't know you were still in this city. Keep all that trouble on your guild. And what is an Alchemy Guild?"

Lucius said as he stuffed up to Loran.

Lucius had an intimidation to atrophy the relative because of his upper back.

Tall Arlier and Chial unwittingly hide behind Loran's back.

"I don't think so. You're not going to participate in a review, are you?

"Oh, no way. He's at a quality review and he's after the victory. I'm here to fight you and the Golden Eagle."

Loran said back without turning a blind eye.

"What? You know what you're talking about?

"I heard it at the Quest Reception. I hear you were rooting for me not to turn the adventurer's work around."

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"At that time, I was sick and tired of everything and all I could do was run away. But not now. Now I have a place with friends to protect. [M] If you're going to drive me out of this city, I'll fight you. It doesn't matter how powerful you and The Golden Eagle are. We're not ashamed of ourselves. It's not like I'm being kicked out of this city!

"... Hmm. I don't know what to do. Did I root for the Quest Reception? Stop paranoid paranoia, Mr. Loran. Why should I do that to you? More than that, dismiss the review meeting. This is no place for people like you. [M] I'm saying it with kindness so you won't be ashamed. [M] Will you resign?

"No. There is no reason why we should resign. From now on, I will fight you to the end no matter how clumsy you look. Until I crush you and The Golden Eagle!

Lucius shrugged his shoulder.

"Hung. I said I said it with kindness. You're gonna regret this."

Lucius turns his back on Loran and walks out.

Loran also walks out with his back to Lucius.

"Jill. Let's go. You heard that, right? He's going to crush The Golden Eagle. I mean, it's our enemy."

"Oh no..."

Jill turns her gaze to plead with Loran, but Loran never looked back.

From this day on, Loran and Lucius walked out in separate directions and then never overlapped where they were going.

There was cheer in the courtyard.

People from all over the city, or even from outside the territory, are mixing in to celebrate this monumental day.

A review meeting was about to begin.