"For one thing, the location of the Extraordinary Alliance Joint Conference was to have either Annulus or Sterla provide a location. I'll do the check-up."
I am currently hearing what has been decided in the discussion, not an earlier sermon from Mr. Shrier while eating...... Location. We need to get together in one place, so we have to ask where we're going to talk first.
"Can't it be Ortus, Demon King's Castle, or Sturl?
The joint meeting takes place in five guilds and Demon King's Castle, right? If so, I honestly bumped into my doubts wondering why those two were up for candidacy. Then Mr. Shrier told me with a gentle smile.
"Simply because it's a good place. Sturl, Demon King's Castle and Ortus are on the edge of the Devil's Continent. This is why it would be easier for everyone to get together, either at the middle point, Annulus or Sterla."
"I see -!
Surely, if you ask me, Applying it on the map of the Devil's Continent that came to mind in my head, Stull is on the top left of the map and Ortus is on the opposite right edge. The Castle of the Demon King is somewhat to the left, and so on, but the castle is on the edge. That being the case, it was only natural that the two guilds in the St. Ray country, located in the middle of the Devil's continent, would be the easiest to assemble. Of those two, in the middle of nowhere is Annulus. That's a commercial guild, in a good position.
"Next is the schedule for the joint meeting...... I'll be there in ten days. Critical, that's the minimum number of days you can schedule. Still, it's going to be hard to get the top of each guild to open their appointments, but get them screwed."
"Hey, screw it..."
Richt with a pulling grin on Mr. Shrier, who makes sassy livestock remarks. Yeah, get used to it. Because it's a common sight in Ortus... Still, Ortus doesn't look like a black company because everyone is competent, well paid, and their peers trust each other. I'll definitely take the day off. If you ask me, it seems that's what all the extraordinary guilds look like. Seems like a lot of black corporate guilds when it comes to intermediate guilds. I thought the extra class was extra class in that regard, didn't I?
"Around there, Mara called out decades ago. Everyone will be ready to adjust to that."
There, a supplementary explanation from your father. I see, that's Mr. Mara. It's a big difference from your father, who suddenly tells you all the time.
"Are you saying that we all know what's going on?
My father pinched the question, but he did, didn't he? I wonder how much the story tells to which guild? Then your father answered with a praise for his shoulder.
"You said I was the first one to bring up the story. So, when I decided to move, Mara said she'd send letters to each guild at Mara. So I want you to help me out because Stull wants to hold a fight for town interest, and you can pass on something like that?
Yeah, yeah, that's Mr. Mara. But maybe that letter, it didn't come to Ortus, did it? Mr. Shrier is asking the same question if he thinks so. Then this is the answer returned.
"We said no because I asked."
"Leader. Who are you...!
Oh, Father......! I would like to ask you if you really worked as a salesperson in Japan. Come here, it may be that having a soul with your father has further eroded your personality, but come on!
"The paperwork will be needed as a paperwork......!?
"Oh, I was getting it. Here."
"............... the leader?
I could see Mr. Shrier gently creeping out of his storage demon prop at his father as if he remembered. I will, then I will!
"I'm sorry! Don't be so angry. I have a good eye for the paperwork, and I'll process it! I won't bother the Sauras!
"Notice how annoying you are when you fail to report it."
"Hey, I'm sorry. Because you're capable, you're behind on that kind of thing."
"... that's cheating. Well, this is why the leader is the leader."
Mr. Shrier, who had blood on his head, could see that his father's words alone would subside his sudden anger. Your father's hand was activated...! Besides, this, that's not what your father's gonna do, is it? I mean it and I'm saying it, and I think Mr. Shrier's going to calm down because that's what I'm going to tell him.
Besides, the sub-people and our species are vulnerable to being recognized for their abilities. than humans. Maybe that's the nature because I also feel better when I'm praised at work than when I was in the ring. I think it's pretty choosy because I'm particularly simple.
"Whatever, give it to Saura as soon as you get home,"
"Oh, it's another sermon course."
"You deserve it."
Totally, with the thought of it. Yeah. Me nodding. I'm not afraid to stare at you with my eyes.
"And then you're the members attending the joint meeting. As a matter of course, who do you take with you?
"Am I the only one?"
"I don't want to report it to the chief."
Shrier's response has thorns......! It doesn't mean you won't hold it in your roots even though your anger just subsided. Your father is clogging his voice without saying it back.
"Wow, wow! Saura, will you stay away from the guild, or will you take me with you in Adore?"
"Oh, that's good. He also grew up quite a bit from his previous expedition to the human continent, and I would like him to interact more with other extraordinary guilds in order to be one of the next generation of Ortus."
Mr. Adore, I think of that figure in my brain when I hear it. He is a gentle looking brother with glasses, with reddish black hair and eyes. I don't see him much, because he always does administrative work at the back of the reception, but I've heard he's a pretty capable guy. Enough to deduce that Mr. Saura is a secret. He must be quite powerful.
You're a bird-shaped subhuman with Mr. Gill, aren't you? Are the colors similar in black, and am I the only one who feels kind of like a brother? I am aware that shades and bird systems are the only cheap ideas.
"Well, it's time to finish talking about work and let me talk to you about Meg. Anything happen lately?
And that's what my father, sitting next to me there, asked me, gently narrowing his eyes. He's a super beautiful father, but he's a normal father at times like this, I don't think. All right, then let's talk about recent times and report what friends have made!
"Uh, last time I went out with Rudshield, you went to Annulus, right? That's where I became friends with two children of the Anura Stop people!
"Well, are you friends? Looking old?
"Yeah! Two twins, a bright, cute girl named Rune and a shy boy goot. We only had a little time together, but we were supposed to exchange letters."
I was able to talk to Rune a lot, but Goot lit up, you couldn't really talk, and he stopped moving. Stopped?
"Did you make a man's friend..."
"I know that twin too... Rune's right about Meg, but Goot's never a lighter, is he? One way or the other, he's a hot, busy kid."
Then your father said so with his eyes round too. Oh, your father knows those two, too. Heh, if I goot, it's really that personality.
"But Goot turned bright red right away and didn't get much to talk about it, did he? You're familiar."
"Bright red...?
"Meg, that's not familiar..."
Father groaned again in a bewildered manner, and there Mr. Shrier pinched his mouth as confused as well. I wonder what it is if you're not familiar with people. Ah! Maybe! Ha ha I accidentally cover my mouth with both hands.
"Maybe I didn't like girls!? I talked to him, and I did something wrong. I wonder if we can be friends..."
I'm furiously reflecting on whether I would have been forced to gouge it. I, you know, I don't like to guess things like that. Hard to heal, it's my bad habit. Shiitake.
"Meg... you're as good as ever."
"Huh? What do you mean?
Then there, your father called out as if he was frightened. Why are you looking at such a sorry child with such eyes?
"It means it hasn't changed since the ring. Well, that's you..."
"I don't know what that means, and you're complimenting me?
Pugh, and as he protested with his cheeks swollen, Mr. Shrier gently went into arbitration with a reasonably well. I'm always sorry.
"Meg, you don't have to worry. Because Goot Boy wants to get along with Meg."
"Oh, I wonder? I'd be happy to."
Mr. Shrier likes me because he encourages me at all times! Keep your smile on!
"Oh, it's a very complicated feeling as a parent......! Meg, I don't have to get that close... No, I want you to get along because you and your friends are so good... Grunt"
Next door, my father is whining about something he doesn't quite understand while holding one head. I'll leave him alone. It could be a complicated kind of thing I don't get. For one thing, I'm going to wait for my father's resurrection before continuing the conversation! Father, hold on!