The Strongest Clan’s Master Is the Weakest and Most Evil Support Class ~Even with a Fail Job「Talker」, with My Brains and Dependable Allies’ Abilities, I’m the World’s Strongest Seeker~

"I don't care what you think for six months"

Leaving the Seekers Association (Guild) Hall, Alma said as if she couldn't stand it. I have a grudge face, and you're turning a slight gaze at me.

"After I became a Seeker, I did a lot of research, but I still can't be a Seven Star (Legalia) in a year. And yet, six months? Recklessly enough."

"It's not reckless. Harold's grandfather said that, didn't he? He said that if we could create a clan that matched the conditions, he would back it up completely. Then we'll be straight to Seven Stars."

"... suppose you believe what that grandfather says. But how are you gonna make it a clan worthy of the terms? Besides, in just one week."

"I have a plan."

"What's the plan?

"Kill a strong demon (Beast), huh? Soi will be the most successful."

To Kouga's opinion, Alma holds his head.

"I know that's the best part. But I can't defeat a demon (Beast) who greatly exceeds his strength, just how impotent he was. That means it's not going to be good enough to revamp the rating."

"Well, first of all, we need to gather some new people to reinforce our power."

"Fool? There's no way you can keep a strong talent company that easy. Assuming you're one of them, you'll have to train to fight together, and you won't be a fighter in a week."

"Oh, yeah. You can't go to battle without coordinated training..."

Alma's point is correct. It doesn't make sense to just get strong company. It's the first time you've been trained to engage individual movements and act as a team. Even when Kouga became one of them, he spent half a month training in combat. Even if we get Hugo out of jail right now and keep him company, we're very short of days in a week. Either way, it'll take a little longer to get Hugo's sentence withdrawn.

In addition, since you have already mastered the Necromancer (Exorcism) by using the money obtained in one case of the Gambino group (Family), you can beat even your opponent if you are limited to the Phantom (Undead) system, but you cannot do so at a level sufficient to lead to a significant track record.

In other words, it is impossible to achieve the conditions with a positive attack method.

"Mostly, why did you say a week?

"It's better to set a shorter time period because the rating increases."

"So a week is too short. I can't do anything."

"No, a week would be enough. Rather, it's too long."

"Really?"

"Even if it's true. Well, it's not the kind of hand you want to use."

"... what kind of hand is that? It's not a dangerous hand, is it?

"That's not dangerous. Not just Explorers (Seekers), but a common hand when expanding tissue. Both of you, don't you see?

I don't know. I don't know.

The two shake their heads amicably.

"Well, I'll explain. What I'm trying to do..."

The words were about to come out of my throat, and I remembered.

"No. You guys have a light mouth. Stay out of it."

"" What!?

"Danger. Danger. I was close to losing my way."

"Wait a minute, Noel! My mouth is so light, you're such a bitch! I've never divulged a secret before!

"Right."

"Then you can tell me."

"No. Out of company sounds pathetic. Be patient with Kouga, too."

"Oh, no..."

Kouga dropping his shoulders disappointingly. Next to it, Alma is whistling casually. You chatty bitch, reflect a little.

"I'll give you the details when I need them. Until then, rest your body slowly. But it's strictly forbidden to miss training."

"I remembered it in training. After this, we're gonna teach Reesha and I how to fight each other, okay?

"I don't mind."

Risha is a member of another party, but there is no reason to refuse to exchange technology. Instead, incising rather than pulling your legs together is the right way to compete.

"Noel, you got one too. Yeah?

"What?

"The boarding house seems to be staffed enough. When you're free, you think you can help, don't you?

"You mean you want to work part-time? You gave him enough money for the time being, didn't you?

Originally, Kouga is a slave. I became free, but there was no way I could save, and I lent my living expenses. I promise to get a little repayment from future activity rewards.

"No, I have money, but the general at the boarding house is in trouble. It's uncomfortable to overlook it."

I mean, is that a total goodwill? He's in trouble.

"... ok, whatever you want"

It is not preferable to admit a side job, but there will be no problem to this extent. More importantly, you have no right to tie up your private life because you are a leader.

"Thanks! That would help!"

I wave in a throwing mood and then I look at the two of them again.

"That's it for today's party. Now, dissolve."

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"Hmm, sounds like we've got the story together."

Outside the window, the three young men wave at each other and part. Harold watched the sight as he narrowed his eyes.

"Noel Stolen, it's still an interesting delicacy"

His name itself has been known since he was registered as Explorer (Seeker). Anyway, he's the grandson of that indestructible demon (Overdeath). It is impossible not to pay attention.

However, the function (job) was to be a magician. If I say I wasn't disappointed, I'd be lying. If Noel were a warrior, he would undoubtedly have succeeded his hero.

"Yes, I missed my expectations at first. But you have begun to earn a steady reputation without being born handy."

Among the entire Seeker industry, he is still only one of the promising rookies of the future. However, Harold, who had seen Seeker for a long time, felt that Noel could be different from the other Seekers.

In fact, while Noel experienced the collapse of the party, he succeeded in rebuilding it immediately. I have also heard of defeating the Gambino group (family).

He was also the weakest support job (buffer), but he didn't move on Harold's killing drive at all. I don't think he's sixteen. Brilliant courage.

"He's not like the traditional heroes. Maybe that's why we can get to the new realm. To a realm no one could reach."

Harold closes his eyes and remembers his hero.

"Delight, Brandon. That kid is definitely your grandson. Even if your talent is not passed on, he will always be a hero over you"

"It's obvious, you idiot! My proud grandson, huh?

Harold's memory was vividly reviving the more he heard such a hallucination. It was Harold who took charge of the Legendary Clan, the Blood Blade Coalition. Its noisy and full memories never fade after decades.

"I'm home, Grandpa! I'm here to see you!

Immersed in memories, the door was opened abusively.

"Ah, I'm tired. I wonder why a Seeker is so stupid. Damn, I'm not gonna do it."

It was Marion Jenkins, Harold's grandson, who sat on the couch when he came into the room and made him inspector of the same Explorer (Seeker) Association (Alliance).

Apparently, they've been fighting each other's clans. The shirt worn under the swallow tail suit had a slight stain of blood on it.

"Good luck, Marion. Looks like you've finished your job."

"I'm complaining about the assessment, so I'm getting all bummed up. The more incompetent he is, the less cunning he is. If you're complaining, get results."

"Absolutely. But that's also the job of the inspector, Inspector 26."

"I said I know. Please stop preaching, Grandpa. By the way..."

Marion changed his expression to something serious.

"Are you serious that Grandpa will be in charge of the new clan? You haven't been in charge of any clan in nearly a decade, have you? You're such an awesome clan?

Harold nods bitterly at Marion, who looks intrigued.

Thirty-six inspectors of the Explorers (Seekers) Association (Guild). Each is in charge of one or more clans. But over the past decade, Harold has not been in charge of any clan because of his old age.

Of course, age is convenient. Indeed, the full season has passed, but the ability to perform the duties of inspector remains. I didn't become in charge because I simply didn't show up with a clan that would heat Harold's chest. So the last decade has been one in which we have been striving to cultivate backward.

"Heh, that's bullshit! What kind of guys are they!?

"Noel Stolen, a team headed by a boy named

"I know! You're a miscellaneous fish born to an immortal demon (Overdeath) grandson! Are you serious!? Are you going to be the clan rep for such a miscellaneous fish leader!? Grandpa!?

"That's right. Is there a problem?

As Harold smiled and tilted his neck, Marion stretched his expression. Because I felt a sensibility of quiet anger, put in a smile.

"... well, I'd be happy if Grandpa were to return to active duty. Yeah......"

"Marion, what about you? Are you doing a good night's work?

"You can't. I don't know what that is."

Marion put on an arm wrap and looked blatantly sinister.

"In the first place, the Hundred Nights put into the Seven Stars (Regalia) because the master Rio is resistant to cod. The strength of the other clan members is there. And yet, when you're in Rio, you're a high-sleeping lazy guy, and you only come up with requests that you like. The submaster is trying his best to keep the clan, but he was so exhausted that he looked so pathetic."

"That's troublesome..."

"I'm doing a lot of work too, but if I keep doing this, I might fall off the Seven Stars (Regalia). I mean, if you think about clan members, maybe you should. Damn it! If only Riau meant it, he could always be a first-rate star!

"Marion, I know how you feel, but it's strictly forbidden to put your shoulders beyond the position of an inspector. It's not for each other."

"I know! Ugh!

Noel was wondering if Harold was going to fall for it, but the race of inspectors was going to fall for his clan without exception.

Of course the performance of the clan in charge leads to their own assessment, because everyone in the inspector likes heroes. We love them glowing on the surface stage because they are the shady ones who cannot be heroes.

"But when the Hundred Nights falls from the Seven Stars (Legalia), X-Day's power is unforgivable... I had hoped for them..."

"Oh, that's it, it looks like X-Day's predictions have changed."

"Uh, when?

Six months from now.

"Six months later!? Wasn't that the shortest year?!?

"Predictions change, Grandpa. His Majesty has issued a declaration of state of emergency in the near future and seems to have control over the defense of each major city in the upper realm of the capital. The rate of erosion of the Abyss occurs by the Ten Kings of Underworld Prison (Valiant) is unusual. The whole country is swallowed up in no time. If we don't align our defensive footprint, we can't fight it."

"Six months later... no..."

Behind Harold's brain, Noel's words follow.

"We'll be Seven Stars (Regalia) when we assess" Six Months Later ""

No way, was that boy reading this? No, that can't be on a boulder. But even so, I couldn't see this as just a coincidence.

"Grandpa! Hey, Grandpa!

Harold, who was entering a maze of thought, returns to me at Marion's call.

"It's okay. I'm listening."

"Oh well. So there's something I'd like to ask Grandpa."

"Which clan will I leave the X-Day's head command to, right?

"Yes, that. The Army and other Explorers (Explorers) will defend the city, so it is the Seven Stars (Regalia) that fight the Ten Kings of Underworld Prison (Valiant). Originally, it's up to the first-star Heilong team..."

"I have anxiety because my master Viktor is old, right?

"Yeah......"

Care for old Harold as well, Marion nods small.

"I don't care. It's something that decays anyone when they get older. The body, the mind. Viktor will understand, too. You'd better leave the head commander to another clan."

"Then, of the second star, either Khan or Tai Qing Dong,"

"No, I don't deserve both"

"Uh, why?

"Khan is a special clan made up of only blood clans. Because of this, teamwork is better than any other clan, but it lacks the ability to direct non-bloodlines."

"Indeed..."

"The master of Taiqing Dong is from another country. So I don't mean to say I don't trust you, but it will still be the seekers (seekers) of the same country who can do their utmost in the fight to protect their country. It also affects those under command."

"I see...... So should we choose from third stars..."

"What are the other inspectors saying?

"Everyone else says we should leave it to the Heilongs, no matter what the problem is. However, I was also anxious, so Grandpa asked me to ask him."

"You don't rely..."

"I can't help it. Grandpa is the only one who already knows more about fighting the Ten Kings of Underworld Prison (Valiant). We don't know what to do."

I was told and remembered. There are few more who know the battle. My beloved wife, colleague, and indestructible demon (Overdeath) are dead.

"... Marion, how about you? Which clan do you think you deserve?

"Is that me? I..."

Marion worried for a long time, then affirmed.

"I think I deserve a night out."

"How could that be?

"Indeed, Master Riau is a shithead. But its strength is top notch in history. No, I think Rio is the most powerful Seeker ever. Grandpa should know too. When he was fifteen years old and became a Seeker, he was like an EX Rank."

Rio's strength, Harold knows it well too. And many of its awesome martial arts traditions.

"But can Rio take command?

"You don't have to take command. If we make him general and stick him in the enemy line, he will inevitably boost everyone's morale. Anyway, it's impossible to take full control of the Seven Stars (Regalia) with a strong AK. Then Riau, who gives no detailed instructions and leads everyone with one arm, is what the General deserves. That's all he's got. If the Ten Kings of the Underworld (Valiant) were his opponent, he'd be motivated, too."

"I see you have a point..."

Not a bad suggestion. Far more actual battles can be envisaged than those who push the Heilongs without difficulty without thinking deeply. Had it been before today, Harold would have agreed to Marion's proposal.

But Harold met that boy.

"Grandpa's guess is, which clan is it?

"I'm guessing Noel Stolen."

"Huh?....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... That's the Explorer who founded the Clan today!?

"No, exactly on hold"

"So you didn't even create the clan!? There's no way you can turn a guy like that into a general! Grandpa, are you messed up?!?

Seeing Marion panicking, Harold raised his voice and laughed.

"What are you laughing at!?

"Ha, no, sorry. I didn't think Marion would be surprised."

"Naturally!

"Marion, would you like to make a bet? I'll bet on Noel, you'll bet on Rio, six months from now, which is the position the General deserves. If you win, I will give you the seat of Lord of the Jenkins."

Harold's words change the color of Marion's eyes.

"... Grandpa, are you serious about that?

"Of course, I mean it."

"... by the way, I don't think there's one in case, what if I lose?

"At that time, I'll have you into bridesmaid school. Have the best ladies (ladies) reborn with the utmost courtesy and chores."

"No!? Are you serious!?

Marion Jenkins, granddaughter of Harold Jenkins. Age is eighteen. Girl with mother conceded beauty and blessed style. Bright orange blonde hair is ponytailed, and her lustrous hair makes her look even more attractive in health.

She is a rare and beautiful girl, even without my grandfather's eyes. But I don't care, it's too rough with cancer. Now, no matter how blessed you are with your appearance, you won't have a daughter-in-law.

If you're a woman, live like a woman, I'm not going to say what a moldy thing you've grown. But it was Harold's wish to have the least amount of product.

"What do you want to do? If you're afraid to lose, you can come down, right?

"You're kidding me! Who's going down! That bet, I'll give you a ride!

At that moment, Harold had a full grin.