I''m sorry to hear that," he said. Master Lucius.
Zens, a representative of the city''s best alchemists'' guild, said.
This is the office of the head of the "Golden Eagle" guild.
Lucius was having a business meeting with the alchemists'' guild with which he was familiar.
Right now, he was trying to buy their products.
We have been supplying products to the Gilded Eagle at an unbelievable price," he said. We''ve worked very hard to get the prices and delivery times you demanded. We have never once dropped a delivery. We have been working for "Golden Hawk" with all sincerity. This is a very bad way to treat us. We are still in the red, and every month we have to wait for the repayment of our loans. If we discount any more, we won''t be able to keep up.
If that''s the case, fine. Let''s end our business with you today. From now on, I will order from another guild.
Dianna, standing aside from Lucius, said.
Lucius didn''t move his body, his eyes closed, thinking.
The guild man chokes on his words.
The orders from Rukius were always large, and if he were to break the contract, they would not be able to support the many members they had hired.
Not only that.
He also controlled the arms and hardware market, and if he were to break the contract, he would be shut out of the industry itself.
Dianna looked down at the bewildered representative with disdain.
She had this sadistic side to her.
The representative looked at Lucius as if asking for help, and suddenly Lucius turned his chair around to face the representative.
He smiled and spoke to her.
"Mr. Zens. Don''t get me wrong, we don''t want to cut ties with you either. We just want you to work a little bit harder so that you can continue your relationship with us in the future. That''s all."
......"
200 gold per iron A. Will you do it?"
Zens toddled home.
Watching from the window, Lucius sighed.
Oh dear," he said. He''s a very inscrutable man, isn''t he? He could never resist us.
Quite so, sir.
Dianna said flirtatiously.
If you disobey Master Lucius, you won''t be able to survive in this city. They should understand that better."
Lukius is not full of joy.
Well," he said. What''s next?"
I''m going out. I''m going out to discuss a quest with a nobleman, Count Elsen. He said that he has a request for our guild. He asked me directly.
I''m not sure I want to do that. Count Elsen is desperate to have a relationship with us. However, it''s not bad to have a nobleman relying on you.
Lucius gets up from his chair and puts on his cloak.
He looked back at Dianna as if suddenly remembering.
''Speaking of which, how are things going with Roland? I hope you''re eliminating them from the Adventurer''s Quest?"
The reason Roland was not able to find a quest was, in fact, because Lukius had his hands full.
He was using the influence of a major guild to pressure the Adventurers'' Association not to give jobs to those who had left his guild.
Oh, and if you are Roland, it seems that you have started your own alchemy guild.
The Alchemy Guild?"
Lucius frowned, then chuckled.
''Not at all. An alchemy guild of all things. You know that we have the Alchemy Guild under our control, don''t you? He''s finally gotten his jollies.
Perhaps you haven''t noticed yet." "Perhaps you don''t realize yet that you are locked out of the Adventurers'' Guild.
Dianna chuckled as well.
We control the alchemical products section," she said. We have no money. We have no way to access the market. I don''t know how we are going to run a guild in such a situation.
The guild''s name is ''The Arsenal of Spirits.
Hahaha. What is an arsenal? You are going to make weapons? I wonder how you plan to sell them.
(After all, who can do anything but see through other people''s qualities? (Are you just a man who can only see into other people''s qualities?)
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Lucius had felt threatened by Roland, so he was relieved to learn of his shallowness.
''I assume you are planning to rely on your connection with Master Lucius to cry to him?
I see. I see. That''s the line.
Lucius suddenly ponders.
Well, it''s for old time''s sake. If he wants to come crying to me, I''ll give him a job. But for 100 gold per piece of iron A. I won''t pay a penny more than that. Tell him that when he comes.
I will be happy to help you. I will let them know.
Lucius was about to leave the room when he stopped and turned to Dianna.
''Well, how about it, Dianna? Dinner tonight?"
Dianna quickly retracted her cold smile and blushed.
Dianna quickly withdrew her scornful smile and blushed. By all means.
Then. Come to our usual place around 6:00 p.m."
Lukius said that much and quickly left.
Dianna sat at her desk for a while, entranced, not even bothering to organize her papers, when she suddenly remembered something important.
I forgot to mention that Roland has Lillianne''s support.
For a moment, Dianna thought about going after Lucius and telling him, but decided not to.
Doing so would only spoil his mood.
(Oh well...whatever. He controls the alchemy guild in this city anyway. I don''t have to tell him.)
With that in mind, she began the task at hand, looking like she was in a million million minds.
Roland was interviewing applicants for membership in the guild "Arsenal of Spirits.
I thought it would be a good feeling to actually be in the position of selecting people like this.
Everyone who is out of work desperately wants to be hired by you.
They try to make a good impression by exaggerating their abilities.
They act humble and try to lift the interviewer and the guild as much as possible.
The alchemist girl that Roland is interviewing right now was also trying her best to impress Roland.
She said, "I''m connected to the ''Guardians of the Magic Tree'' and I think it has great potential, and I think, after all, I''d like to do a great job with such a promising guild and its staff. I applied for the position because I was hoping to be used by such a wonderful guild under Roland''s leadership."
She looked up at me flirtatiously and beamed.
She was wearing a work shirt like an alchemist and carrying a hammer and other alchemical tools, but on the other hand, she was also feminine.
She is a quiet girl and would not be good at such things, but she is trying to appeal with her appearance by letting her shiny brown hair, which is usually tied up, flow.
She was trying to make people like her appearance, if possible.
Roland thought that if people were to treat him like this, it was inevitable that he would grow up to be like Lukius.
It would be tempting to choose people based on likes and dislikes rather than abilities.
(But...) I don''t know. I have the skill "Appraisal")
Roland used skill appraisal to activate the current skills of the alchemist he was now interviewing.
The alchemy-related skills of the interviewee, alchemist Aryeh, appear as letters in the space around her.
Ore Mining: E to D
Ore refining: E to A
Metal forming: D to C
Goldsmithing: E to D
Roland decided to ask a question.
''Do you have any responsibilities that you would like to apply for?''
Yes," he said. I would like to be in charge of ''metalwork. Metalsmithing is what I do best.
Roland laughed inwardly.
Metalsmithing was the lowest of her skill structure, both in terms of current ability and potential.
Perhaps she wanted to be in charge of metalsmithing because it was a blossoming field and paid well.
How about ''ore refining''? Currently, our guild is in need of an "ore refiner.
When Roland asked her about it, she laughed, as if she was a little troubled.
Is it ''ore refining'' ......? I''m not a bit good at it, I think I''m more of a ''goldsmith'' ....... Oh, but of course, if you''re willing to hire me, of course I''ll do it."
Aryeh hurriedly rephrased her statement, fearing that she would lose her mind.
Roland wrote ''Aryeh, ore refining E to A'' on the paper in his hand.
''Understood. Then I will let you know the results of the interview at home by next week."
Aryeh leaves looking dejected.
(I passed the interview, though.)
Roland knew it would be bad if she remained disheartened, so he immediately decided to send a letter of acceptance to her address.
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