Welcome to the Monsters’ Guild ~ The Strongest Group Who Did Everything, for a Price ~

A few days after returning from the valley village, Rise and Letty and Lamia were heading out to the Adventurer's Guild.

"I'd like you to meet the guild chief."

When Rise applies to see the receptionist, the receptionist will show her to the reception room if she has been contacted beforehand.

"Master Alliance, Master Rise is here."

"Come on in."

I can hear Trow, the guild leader, from across the door.

"Go ahead."

The receptionist opens the door and prompts the Rises.

When the Rises entered the room, there was not only the troll, the guild leader, but also the mayor.

The mayor didn't come by chance.

We've been scheduling each other for a few days now for this meeting.

"You did well. Well, sit down. Oh, Lamia..."

"No, don't worry about me."

Lamia refuses to sit down without having to say it.

Nearly 60% of the body is made up of tails. When a Lamia can sit in a chair, it has to be made to order.

But it's obvious to everyone that if they make a big chair like that, they won't be able to get in the room very much.

In the first place, there is no demand for chairs dedicated to specific races.

Whether you're making chairs for each race or not, it's hard to make sure you have a place to go.

"No, Lamia, I've got a carpet for you. Sit over there."

"Eh?"

Ramia surprised by the offer.

It was only natural for her to sit on the floor, so I didn't think she would ask me to sit on the carpet.

"No, I'm sorry I always let you sit on the floor, so I thought I'd keep getting you a carpet."

"Oh... Thank you very much."

In touch with the early embarrassment and the gentleness of the troll, Ramia sat up with her face bright red.

"Um, shall we start a meeting then? Mr. Rise, this is the odd gem you got, but how was it?

"Yes, it was still something to do with the devil"

Rise explains to Trow and the Mayor of the Town in connection with the Art Treasure of the Sealed Demon obtained from the settlement of Lizardman.

Rise, who had acquired this gem, had an argument to consult with Trow to get Mitik's appraisal first before deciding on his future policy.

"So with that gem, the devil will come to this town again!?"

The mayor looked at Rise in a frightened manner when he heard the explanation.

"Don't worry. The art treasure will be collected by church experts. There are dragons in this town, and the devil's exorcist is here to escort us, so don't worry."

When I said specialization, I was reminded of Carla playing with the demons in Rise's brains, but I didn't dare say anything about it.

(You don't have to bother making me nervous.)

"Future policy is to find out if there are any human beings in this town, or those who brought the jewels into town at the beginning of the demon raid, and to find out if there are any ruins hidden in the Great Demon Forest."

"I guess that's the place. This is where the adventurers will be mobilized to explore the woods and discover information about the ruins."

"Well, shall I talk to the merchants?"

"I will speak to the nobles and the bourgeoisie."

Trough and the mayor, and Letty decide on their roles.

Especially Letty makes use of the position of the knight to thank Rice sincerely for the fact that the civilians have spoken and taken on negotiations with the hard opponent.

(I'm a nobleman for once, too, but a growing nobleman is seen with colored glasses.)

Rise is sick of remembering the gaze of the born aristocrats.

"Then let's go and gather information. If the owner was there, it's possible that the art treasure was stolen, and some would try to hide the existence of the jewel from its financial value."

"Right, nice to meet you. This one does a lot of personal poetry, which can have a negative effect on tissue cohesion."

I smile bitterly as a troll makes a tea.

(Well, adventurers are more of a stopover than an organization. I can't help but give strong orders)

"Then we'll do this."

"Yeah, I'm hoping for information."

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Rise returns to his office and returns to his room.

Then the window makes a noise with Katan and opens all by itself.

"Just not yet."

No, it was the verbal cat, Ketsey, who opened the window.

"Welcome home. How'd it go?

Ketsey climbs onto Rise's lap sitting on the bed.

"Off the hook. Neither the backwards nor the backwards had any information on the jewels you were looking for."

"Hmm..."

Rise had asked to gather information about Ketsey, as he did when he uncovered the conspiracy of the new Knights one day.

Ketsey was collecting information about bad merchants, bandits, adventurers who put banned goods on the dark market to raise their sales prices, and seized goods sold on the heels of debt and not appearing on the table.

"For some reason, bad guys don't like cats."

"He's doing something backwards, so he's looking for nature and healing. So if we stop by, they'll feed us at the price of letting us stroke our jaws."

It pains me that humans are the sad creatures that can only be ruled by cats everywhere, Rise.

But then he enjoyed the furrows of Ketsey.

"Ahhh, there, there good nya. I knew your husband's stroke tech was the best. Ah. The people in the back street are rough."

"Well, then you talk. I'll order you to do this if you want to stroke it, and it'll be the way you like to stroke it."

"Sogna. I can't speak a word other than your husband, so I can't help it. Ah, there."

Ketsey slowly swings her tail to the left and right as she gobbles and throats.

"Then wait for the Alliance Leaders' information."

Rise, who was empty, waited for information on the trolls.