The Kicked Out S-rank Appraiser Creates The Strongest Guild

"Conditions?"

The banker asked back in surprise.

"Yeah, if you can't swallow this condition, I'll dismiss this story"

……

The interior was easily nervous.

The banker takes out the cigar and lights it.

"Hmm. Let me ask you something"

"First of all, my treatment, along with the guild director of The Golden Eagle, I ask you to allow me to hang with these two positions, the guild director of The Spirit's Factory and the officer of The Guardian of the Magic Tree, who is currently in office. Instead, I don't mind zero pay in 'Golden Eagle'."

"I see. Well, let's not have a problem. Anything else?

"For six months, it's about putting up with the deficit."

The banker turned into a sinister face.

"Loran, to the boulder it is...... We're not playing either."

"I know. However, it is also true that Norma, who went too far, has gone crazy about the 'Golden Eagle'. And if you're going to pursue profits for mischief with what's now a worn out state, it's imperative that you lean again. In the first place, I was banished from the Golden Eagle because I was blamed for my poor grades."

"... Ugh... Mm"

The banker nodded in a difficult face.

"And on the last condition..."

"Do you still have it?

The banker looked frightened by the boulder.

"Yes, please have the right to nominate a co-representative"

"Co-representative?

"As it stands, I am an officer of the Spirit Factory and the Guardian of the Magic Tree. Neither job can get out of hand. Sometimes you'll have to keep 'Golden Eagle' away. I need someone who can work on my behalf."

"So, who's the co-representative?

"That's still to be determined. But I will find it."

"I see. I mean, like this? After putting up with a six-month deficit, he said, we also have to endure the risk of welcoming as managers those who do not know who are the bones of any horse."

"That's right. That's why I don't need my salary."

Bankers flatter their faces.

(Whatever it takes, it's lame)

Bankers began to regret making offers to Loran.

I thought I'd undo it now, but I'll recall it at that point.

(Do you want to shake it)

"Fine. I just can't keep my mouth shut about us, as the investing side, any more than we've been given that much conditions. I'll ask you to take the risks you deserve."

"Risk?"

"If it wasn't possible to blacklist after six months, Jill Irwin. Sell her to another guild to get the damage covered. And I'll let you claim damages, too."

"Yeah, I don't mind."

Loran gave his full consent.

……

Silence once again came indoors.

(This guy, are you serious?

The banker stared jizzily into his eyes as he explored Loran's belly.

Loran was also impressed with the sagginess of bankers in Loran.

(It's not a strand of boulder. Lucius would have had a hard time negotiating with him too)

The banker let the cigar smoke for a while or let his gaze drift in a direction that was not open as if to think.

But after a while, I push the cigar against the ashtray and stand up.

"... I understand exactly what you're trying to say. But you can't just dictate all these conditions in one place for me. It is also necessary to obtain the approval of other investors. After discussing it with everyone, I'll let you reply back at a later date. Is that all right?

"Yeah, I don't mind."

Okay, excuse me.

The banker spoke and communicated Loran's offered terms as they were before the other investors.

The investors' opinions on Loran's terms were broken and temporarily disputed, but in the end, they accept Loran's terms.

Loran was to be the guild leader for The Golden Eagle.

Jill was rushing ahead in the morning as the roads of the Adventurer's Town filled with people attending work.

Because my status hasn't recovered yet, I just run a little bit and my whole body screams, but still I go one step ahead with the heart of wanting to get to my destination as quickly as possible.

As if she were going to see her lover for ten years, with her innocent passion, she was walking with all her might toward even the place she aspired to be.

She ran through the streets, no matter how close she was to hitting people on the corner or hooking her legs to the cobblestone and about to fall.

"Wow, what?

"Be careful, man."

Jill and his commuter about to bump into each other face.

"I'm sorry. I'm in a hurry. Make way for me."

The people who go to the city look at her wonderfully.

What she is aiming for is the 'Golden Eagle' HQ building.

She was in a hurry to hear the incredible announcement that would be made there.

(I can't believe this is happening. I don't believe it. But that's why I have to go. I have to make sure with my own eyes)

When Jill arrived at The Golden Eagle, he ran into the auditorium without shaking his side.

From the members who were already the lords of the 'Golden Eagle' there to the end members met together.

In accordance with the company style of "Golden Eagle," rows are made by class and arranged rationally.

Everyone was pointing toward a high stage that was attached to the back of the auditorium.

The stage is equipped with a stage for giving speeches.

Behind the stage was a drape with a 'Golden Eagle' crest, and the guild's flag was frightened.

Those majestic decorations will also increase the authority of those who are going to stand on the stage and deliver speeches in response.

People watched the stage anxiously or with curiosity eyes, ready for what would happen.

"Hey, that..."

Someone in line raised his voice.

"What's up?

"It's Jill. There's Jill Irwin."

People nearby pay attention to her at the same time.

Her arrival instantly passes across the auditorium.

People had various reactions.

Those who show a surprise look, those who show a bitter look, those who send a curious gaze, those who clearly show hostility.

But I don't really care about Jill right now.

Her eyes were poured wholeheartedly toward the stage.

The person standing over there, you have to make sure of that with this eye.

And on that platform, exactly now, was about to be stood by those who were about to assume the position of guild chief, namely, Loran.

(Oh, I can't believe this day is coming)

My whole body trembles with joy.

I had to cover my mouth with both hands to avoid leaking whimpers.

She even looked divinely like Loran.

(Mr. Loran. I can't believe you're coming back to The Golden Eagle, which is also a guild leader. Good. Now I am a knight who serves you with honor...)

Loran began to talk about his future guild management policy when he just briefly greeted him.

"First, the cause of the fall of the 'Golden Eagle'. That, for one thing, underestimated the development of individual skills, statuses, and equipment quality, so yes, I think. 'Golden Eagle' needs reform. Hence…"

Loran continued his speech afterwards.

Keep talking about coexistence co-prosperity with "Guardian of the Magic Tree" and revenue models on the slogan that don't rely on dungeon strategy and equipment buy-back for a few dozen minutes or so.

"That's all from me."

A sparse applause arose from the venue.

There was an unspeakably bewildering atmosphere among the people.

They were war-torn about what kind of radical restitution would be cut off, unexpectedly clapping with moderate content, but for many, Loran's speech was just unfamiliar to their ears.

They had no idea if it was okay to welcome Lorraine.

Loran looked over at the venue and sighed.

(I can't help it. "The Golden Eagle" has so far solidified into the way Lucius did. Changing the organization's mind isn't easy. But I'll make sure it's done. Even to protect Jill's whereabouts......)

"That's it for the statement of confidence speech from the guild chief. Good day to you all."

Deanna, beside Lorraine, even naturally, made a sneer announcement.

She was so happy to stand here that she couldn't help it.

After completing his statement of confidence speech, Loran quickly began his stewardship in the guild chief's office.

Check the various materials.

Loran accidentally leaked his sigh after looking at the financial statements.

(Lucius guy, you're wasting more than I expected)

In Loran's view, we needed 20 million gold dollars by the end of this month.

(20 million gold by next month or... You're in dungeon management for now. Help run the dungeon for "Guardian of the Magic Tree" and have them wait to pay the entrance fee to the dungeon on top of that. That's just not enough. We need to reduce the deficit more)

"In some cases also via the" Spirit Factory "to inject funds? Ha."

Loran sighed once again at a distracting debt.

(It's a good idea to secure sales by participating in dungeon management, but the question is, will each unit listen to me?)

Each unit of the 'Golden Eagle' was traditionally selfish and inclined to pursue the interests of its own troops rather than cooperate.

Besides, when I was previously enrolled, everyone was insulting about Loran, and that must still be the same today.

I honestly didn't think that Loran, who was banished once, would obey orders "Hi Really?" just because he became guild leader.

The captains of each unit have already been instructed to come to the Guild Captain's office and are to meet after this.

Given that, Loran's temper was on the other hand heavier.

(Well, I can't help but worry. Anyway, each and every one of us, we just have to listen and adjust)

"What have you done?

When Loran has a worrying face, Deanna calls out.

"What? Yes, no, it's nothing."

"Really? It seemed like something to worry about…"

That's what Deanna says. She looks worried and glances at Loran's face.

I can't feel any falsehood in that look.

Though he became a subordinate, Loran, who has vivid memories of being previously chilled, gets giddy when she speaks to him, but she was a woman who really felt good enough to be treated normally like this.

She was cold and her as a subordinate, to the point where I suspected that the two of them were really the same person.

"No, I'm fine. What about Alik more than that?

"You've already seen it. We're standing by in the holding room."

"Right. Then let him through."

"Yes, sir."

Deanna bowed down courteously.

"Alik, the guild leader is here for you. Come in."

"Oh."

Speaking to Deanna, Alik knocks through the door of a heavy guild long chamber with a depressing face.

He was always bad at getting into this guild chief's office, but today he was all the more concerned.

In fact, I don't think it's going to be done without anything.

It's a mystery how Loran was elected guild leader, but it was clear that it would reflect the intentions of either The Guardian of the Magic Tree or the investor.

His troops are either weakened or spared the worries of restitution.

(I don't blame you for anything more than that total defeat. But at least I have to somehow protect the treatment of my men)

As Alik knocked through the heavy doors of the guild length room, he saw Loran sitting across the heavy guild length desk again.

Alik stands in front of Loran in a complicated mood.

"Long time no see. Alik."

Lorraine smiled furiously.

"Was it since we explored the dungeon together when you were still in class B?

"Oh, I didn't expect to see you again in this way."

"Well, don't worry about it. Have a seat."

Loran pointed out the space for visitors, the lower desk and sofa provided there, in front of the Alliance length desk.

Loran himself sat opposite Alik, taking off his guild leader's seat.

Alik was a little surprised by Loran's polite demeanor.

Such a low back was unlikely when Lucius was guild length.

"So, first of all, what about the future of the Alik squad..."

Are you here?

Alik got up.

"The Ariks will survive as they are now."

Alik doubted his ears.

"What?

"Alik Squad is the only Class A unit in existence. I want you to continue working as a stalk for The Golden Eagle."

"But are you okay? Business conditions……"

"Of course it's painful. That is the most important issue at hand. But I still want Alik to survive somehow."

"Loran......"

"When I hit the mark, it's about dungeon management. Even the" Guardian of the Magic Tree "needs a force capable of developing large deposits. Can you help me?

"Oh, whatever. I would do anything to protect my men."

(You haven't changed, Arik)

Loran felt nostalgic dealing with Alik.

He's been a man twice as strong as a man of responsibility for a long time, and Loran respected that part of Alik too.

"However, it cannot be completely unconditional"

"Mm? What?

"I want you to help me reform what I think."

"Reform…. Is that what you were saying in your speech? What the hell am I supposed to do?

"As I said in my speech, the stance of profiting from the operation of the 'mine dungeon' and the manufacture of weapons through the Alchemy Guild was already in the hands of the 'Guardian of the Magic Tree'. I don't think it's possible for 'Golden Eagle' to contend with 'Guardian of the Magic Tree' about this"

"... still... will that happen"

"We need to find new revenue streams as soon as possible. So I'm going to start running Dungeons of the Demon Realm."

"Of" Dungeons of the Demonic Realm "?

"Oh, you can take mineral ore from" Mine Dungeons, "and potion material from" Forest Dungeons, "but" Demon Dungeons "still has a lot of unknown items on how you can make use of it"

"You mean we should focus there?"

"Yeah. I need to develop an adventurer with high skills' item appraisal 'and status' observation 'ASAP"

"Ugh... Mm"

Although Alik nodded, he did not interpret it.

Will you find an item to earn that much money in "Dungeons of the Demonic Realm" by fulfilling it?

It was hard to believe.

"Well, whatever it is, I want you to be ready to take your troops to The Devil's World Dungeon by tomorrow, can you ask for them?

"I understand. Let's do something about it."

That concludes my interview with Alik that day.

(For now, is it okay to say that we've been fitted with cooperation?

Loran remembers Alik's face as he walks away.

(Still convinced of everything, didn't seem like it)

Loran felt the need to dispel the anxiety of his members.

"Deanna."

"Yes."

"Keep this sentence on every bulletin board in the building."

The writing Loran gave Deanna stated that every adventurer in The Golden Eagle would not be terminated until the end of his current contract term.

Deanna looks at it and frowns.

"... Are you sure? Promise me this."

"Yeah, what I found out from interviewing Alik is that the members are more anxious about the treatment aspect than I thought. At this point, I'm going to make it clear that the contract will not be terminated.

"... Yes, sir."

Deanna worked to arrange it right away.

At that time, Loran didn't realize she had a disgruntled look on her face.

"Well, I have to see Jill next time."

Unlike Alik, who came in with a tough look, Jill came in with a full grin.

It looked like I couldn't help but be happy to serve Loran.

"Congratulations, Mr. Loran, Guild Manager, on taking office. I'm impressed with your speech."

"Thanks"

Loran just looked at her smile and felt the severely painful mood soothe until then.

Again, she had an aura that glamorously colored the place just by being there.

"Well, let's get to the point..."

Loran restarts his mind and starts a meeting with Jill.

"The financial situation of the Golden Eagle remains unpredictable."

"Yes."

"Being an S-Class Adventurer, you need to be an earner."

"Yes. What an order. If it's for Mr. Loran, I'll try to survive any trial in the water in the fire."

Loran grinned bitterly.

"Okay. Then hit me..."

Loran talked about the work he wanted Jill to do in the future.

"Squad dedicated to S-class monsters?

"Oh, crusading S-class monsters is as much revenue to be expected as attacking one dungeon. Nevertheless, I don't know where the S-class monster will show up. I might need to go make some money outside the city. To that end, we also need to create a dedicated unit that is different from the existing one. I want you to be captain of that unit."

"Yes, I will do everything in my power to help you reform Mr. Loran"

Unlike Alik, Jill had full faith in Loran's reform.

From her point of view, I don't need to doubt Loran anywhere.

"Yeah. I hope so."

"Yes."

"Okay. That's it. I'll follow up with instructions on the formation of the unit."

"Yes. Um, is there anything else I can help you with? If anything..."

"Jill, keep it around."

Deanna pinched her mouth from the side.

"I know you're being cordial with the guild chief, but the guild chief is also busy, so I can't be fooling around with you all the time. Isn't that right? If I have instructions, I will follow them. [M] Stand back."

Jill scowls at Deanna with dismay.

(That may be true, but why would I have to tell you)

Jill wanted to be face-to-face with Loran more, but had no choice but to leave the guild chief's office.

The next person to be summoned to the guild chief's office was Dowyn.

"Dawwin, I'm here."

"You've come a lot. Hang up."

"Yes."

"It was nothing else that called you. 'Cause next time I wanted you to be captain of a new unit."

"Am I the captain of the new unit?

"Oh, it's a dungeon management unit."

"Specializing in dungeon management…"

"Yeah. The strength of the troops no longer opens the gap with 'Guardian of the Magic Tree'. It will be difficult to bridge this difference overnight. So in the future, I thought" Golden Eagle "needed to make a difference in dungeon management."

"I see."

"Let's start with the excavation of items that will be a new source of revenue in 'Dungeons of the Demonic Realm'. We have already received recognition from Alik for cooperation in the management of the dungeon. You go with Alik to the Dungeons of the Demon Realm and help him."

"Yes, I did."

"And then, and"

"And?"

"I also want you to continue your business partnership with The Spirit's Factory... Can I ask for it?

"Yeah, sure."

Dowin turned his best smile to Loran today.

He totally liked the way he worked in The Spirit's Factory.

After Jill left the Guild Chief's room, he even went to Dowyn's working room to say silly things.

"Deanna's guy, what the hell is he? Act as if you were near Mr. Loran from the beginning! Speaking of which, he's..."

(Huh. Another loud one's back)

"Are you listening, Dowin? Hey, Dawyn."

Jill grabs Dawin's shoulder and rocks.

"Shut up. I'm working on it right now."

(Ma, but not bad)

Even though it had only been a day, the atmosphere of The Golden Eagle was changing.

Loran's posting worked.

All the members who knew they would not be fired now were at ease and working on their work and training.

The atmosphere in the guild that was giddy was soothing.

Dorwin felt his daily routine return to normal, breaking his cheek.