After the fair was over, Lucius returned to the "Golden Eagle" headquarters and immediately took action to deal with the "Arsenal of Spirits.


    He gathered his entourage and planned countermeasures.


    Dianna. Roland was connected to Lilianne.


    Yes, I had no idea those two were connected."


    Dianna said surprisingly, as if she had just learned of the fact just now.


    Now all the mysteries are solved. It was Roland''s guild that supplied Earthcraft to the Guardians of the Magic Tree.


    I was blindsided," he said. If I had known that, I would have taken countermeasures from the beginning.


    Dianna is a shrewd woman.


    If he went to the trouble of attending a silversmithing fair ......, he probably intends to make silversmithing the guild''s mainstay product. If that is the case,......, seize all mines that produce silver ore and "earthcraft" right now. No one is allowed to go near the mines in the dungeons we own, except those who are involved. Buy silver ore and "earthcraft" ore in the market without regard for gold. We want all the silver in this city under our control!"


    Ha!


    And don''t forget to put pressure on the alchemy guilds and the stores and vendors who deal in alchemical products. Threaten them that you will never do business with any guild that has dealt with the "Arsenal of Spirits" again.


    Ha!"


    After Lucius finishes his set of instructions, his entourage flutters out.


    Although Lucius had given these instructions for countermeasures, he still could not rest easy.


    （The "Guardian of the Magic Tree" owns a dungeon. We can''t hold back the ore produced from there. Tsk. The next time a dungeon appears, that''s when the game will be played. If we can seize all three dungeons then, we can put pressure on the "Guardian of the Magic Tree.)


    Lucius recalled Count Elsen''s saltiness toward him after the fair.


    Since Count Elsen had started associating with the "Arsenal of Spirits," future dinners with Lucius were put on the back burner.


    He said, "No, I''m sorry. "No, I''m sorry, Lucius. I''ll have dinner with you another time.


    Count Elsen said this as if he was refusing a troublesome appointment.


    This kind of "next time" will never come.


    (That son of a b*tc* Roland. He snatched away the endorsement of the nobleman I was aiming for.)


    From Lucius'' point of view, he felt as if the business he had been laying the groundwork for had been snatched away just in the nick of time.


    (Don''t think you can get away with this.)


    Since the fair, the members of "Arsenal of Spirits" have been busy.


    The booth at the fair was a great success all day long, even more so since they had won the grand prize and even received the Count''s endorsement.


    The workshop was constantly receiving inquiries about silversmithing, and the orders were so high that it was hard to imagine what it would have been like when he had been a small business.


    Despite the busyness of the workshop, Roland made it a point to hold morning meetings so that all the members could get together.


    Today, too, Lange announced the start of the morning meeting at the workshop.


    Lange was the one who announced the start of the morning meeting. Thank you for your hard work yesterday at the fair. Not only was it good publicity for us, but we also received the Count''s seal of approval, which means we''ve received a large order."


    Aryeh and Cheal''s expressions suddenly turn bright.


    Both were happy to know that their work had been recognized.


    We need to make 50 pieces of silversmithing this month.


    Fifty ......?"


    Fifty?


    Aryeh and Cheal, who were present at the morning meeting, reacted completely separately.


    Aryeh looked anxious at the thought of having to refine silver for 50 pieces of silversmithing.


    Cheal''s eyes lit up at the thought of making 50 pieces of silversmithing.


    Ranj. Have you already delivered the silver that Thial is going to make today to the forest workshop?


    Roland asked.


    Yes," Roland replied. I have already delivered the silver A for today''s production to the forest workshop.


    I wonder if it''s safe to make 50 pieces of silversmithing.


    Aryeh has to refine 150 pieces of "earthcraft" as well as silver.


    ''I''ll be fine,'' he said. I''ll be fine, Aryeh. You can do it.


    Roland reassured Aryeh by snapping his hand on her head.


    Yes, sir," he said. I''ll do my best.


    She said, her face a little red.


    Cheal stared at her.


    Hm?　Wait a minute Ranju. Not only for direct orders, but also for the new ones you''re going to make for the store?"


    Roland and his team were planning to open a silversmith store in the near future.


    Now that they had received permission from Count Elsen, they could open a store for alchemical products without having to apply for a cumbersome permit.


    ''Ah, yes. So I may need a few more."


    No," he said. You have to make a production plan that includes that. It''s the producers who will be in trouble later.


    What?　But we don''t know how much we''ll need yet. ......"


    You can at least know what you''ll get in the stores. You can find out what''s on the shelves at the other stores.


    Oh, I see.


    It can''t be helped. Let''s have a meeting later."


    I''m sorry, I don''t understand. I''ll leave some time.


    Ranju hurriedly took out his notepad and adjusted his schedule.


    He had a serious and mame personality contrary to his appearance.


    ''Well, then, as for today''s schedule, I''ll have Aryeh refine 20 earthcraft and 5 pieces of silver. Mr. Cheal will begin work on a goblet, a platter, a ring, a necklace and a brooch each. I will go to the mine later. Mr. Roland will also be outside in meetings all day today, so please support Mr. Aryeh and Mr. Cheal with the support of the group that will be sent out.


    ""Yes.""


    Those who had been sent out from Zens'' guild replied.


    ''Well, I guess that concludes today''s morning meeting for now. Then, please take your positions.


    Yes."


    (Oh, that?　Mr. Roland. What about me?　(I don''t have a head nudge?)


    Cheal, who had prepared himself for the same head patting he had received from Aryeh, was disappointed.


    Then he regretted it.


    I should have been as vulnerable as Aryeh, I wondered.


    I thought to myself, "Cheal, I should have done the same thing. Aryeh-san."


    Cheal came to himself when Lange called out to him.


    I''d like to talk to you about our future production plan. ......


    Lange begins a meeting with them on the spot.


    Cheal unfolds the blueprint he drew yesterday and explains how much silver he will need.


    Lange makes arrangements for when and how much silver will be transported.


    Aryeh looks at it and makes plans for refining.


    The three of them are going through the meeting like they are in synch with each other.


    Roland was happy to see the members working hard and growing in harmony.


    Eventually, he would no longer be able to afford to be like this.


    Roland knew that better than anyone else.


    But for now, he wanted to soak up this moment of happiness.


    After the morning meeting, Roland and Ranju made their way to the dungeon, stopping at a silversmith store that was taking orders, and looking around to see how many items would fit on the shelves.


    He said, "You see. You know how many items are supposed to be on the shelves?　We use that as a clue to predict how many orders we''ll get this month."


    I see.


    Ranju took notes quickly.


    On your way back from the dungeon, stop by the store," he said. You can get a more accurate estimate if you check how well they are selling.


    Yes, sir.


    Lange fidgeted with his notes again.


    Roland smiled at Lange''s busy schedule and felt sorry for him.


    （I''m sorry, Ranju. I put too much pressure on you. But if you don''t do this much for me, I''ll be even busier in the future.)


    ''Well, is that okay?　I turned down an order from another restaurant."


    Ranju asked me as I was leaving the restaurant.


    Ah."


    The "Arsenal of Spirits" was receiving not only direct orders from individuals, but also requests from retailers to let them sell their products.


    Roland, however, has so far refused all of them.


    Is it related to the Golden Eagle after all?"


    Ranju said inquiringly.


    Roland laughed bitterly.


    (Not at all. You''ve got good instincts.)


    Please talk to me. As the one who manages the workshop, I want to know too. I will never tell anyone.


    I can''t keep secrets from you.


    Roland let out a sigh and began to speak.


    ''I don''t think Lucius will end up like this. I think he''s probably going to put pressure on us in the future to destroy us in some way."


    I knew it. ......


    As long as we don''t know what they will come up with, it''s dangerous to increase production down the road. This month, thanks to Lillianne, we have been able to procure ''earthcraft'' and silver ore, but there is no guarantee that the ''Guardian of the Magic Tree'' will be able to take the dungeon and procure silver ore and ''earthcraft'' again next month.


    So you''re saying that you''re going to limit your production just in case, and have a system in place that can easily handle any problems that may arise.


    Lange, too, had a keen sense that procurement of gemstones was becoming more and more difficult.


    The suppliers who used to be willing to sell him rough stones when he wanted to buy them were now reluctant to do business with him.


    Now, the sources of raw materials for the "Arsenal of Spirits" were being limited to the dungeon mines acquired by the "Guardians of the Magic Tree.


    This is the story. Don''t tell Aryeh and Cheal about this. I want those two to concentrate on their work and not think about anything else.


    Understood.


    Now then, you go to the mine. First of all, we need to extract as much resources as we can this month. I''m counting on you.


    Roland patted Lange on the back.


    Roland patted Lange on the back. I''m off."


    ''I''m sorry, but these are the guys I''m sending out on loan. We will return them to you."


    Zens told Roland this at the bar where they always meet.


    His face had taken on a cold, stern expression, a far cry from when he had so readily shared his concerns with me before.


    (I knew it.)


    That''s another sudden story. What on earth is going on?"


    I''m afraid Lucius has found out that I''m working with you," he said. I heard about it. I heard that Roland''s guild was supplying ''Earthcraft'' to the Guardians of the Magical Tree.


    "......"


    I don''t like it," he said. I can''t have such things coming to light. We have a large order from the Golden Eagle. If they stop doing business with us, we will not be able to survive. I have to support the many employees I have hired.


    Zens said with a bitter look on his face.


    Inwardly, he too seemed to be torn between not wanting to neglect his debt to Roland, who had saved him in his time of need, and the fact that if he did not cherish his connection with Lucius, the guild''s business would suffer.


    He said, "Anyway, I''m going to end my association with you once and for all. No hard feelings, please."


    I understand.


    (After all, the other alchemy guilds would rather do business with the "Golden Eagle" than with us. That''s right.)


    After the meeting with Zens, Roland had some free time before his next appointment, so he wandered around the alchemist''s stall.


    Most of the weapons displayed there were for adventurers.


    (To draw other alchemy guilds away from Lucius, it would be best if we could get better terms on our orders than the Golden Eagle. ......, but currently, most of the alchemists'' job is to make weapons for adventurers. In order to attract them to our side, we need to get them to order weapons from other sources than the Golden Eagle. (To do so, we would have to grow with another adventurer''s guild, such as the Guardians of the Magic Tree.)


    Later, Roland met with Lillianne.


    This is the coffee shop they always use for meetings.


    Lillianne said, "Congratulations on your award at the fair. It must have been quite a publicity stunt.


    It''s no big deal. I heard that Lillianne''s dungeon management is going well. I imagine you must be making a good profit.


    I would like to be able to do so, but the "Guardian of the Magic Tree" by itself cannot handle all the resources in the dungeon. This time, we have been able to collect mining permit fees from the guilds under the "Golden Hawk" umbrella, but they have a greater advantage of scale than we do. We are inevitably at a disadvantage in negotiations."


    I see. It''s not a simple matter.


    The two men fell into an awkward silence for a few moments.


    Lilianne said what she had been meaning to say to Roland for a long time.


    Lillianne said what she had been meaning to say to Roland. The Golden Eagle is finally putting pressure on us, the Guardians of the Magic Tree.


    Yes."


    ''Before, they probably thought we were an insignificant guild,'' he said. Until last month, the Golden Eagle had conquered all three dungeons that appeared every month. Although they were ostensibly competitors, the Golden Eagle and the Guardians of the Magical Tree were practically allies. But this month we conquered one dungeon, and that seems to have provoked Lucius."


    Although Lillianne did not dare to mention it, Roland was also the reason why the "Golden Eagle" became so hard-line against the "Guardians of the Magic Tree.


    The Golden Eagle had implicitly threatened to stop supplying ore and other items to the Guardians of the Magical Tree and to stop providing them with manpower for resource extraction if they did not cease doing business with the Spirit Arsenal.


    Pressure has already been put on the "Arsenal of Spirits. The guilds that have been close to us up to now are also threatening to dissolve their business partnerships or stop doing business with us. It is getting harder and harder to procure raw stones."


    Was there, after all, pressure on the Arsenal of Spirits as well?


    This is the way of Lucius. He applies pressure from all directions to mentally shake his opponents. Ms. Lillianne."


    Roland looked straight at Lilianne.


    Lillianne stared back at him without looking away.


    Is the Guardian of the Magical Tree going to give in to the pressure of Lucius?


    Lillianne smiled softly.


    I would never have brought you into my group in the first place if I was going to give in to pressure here.


    Lillianne sipped a little from her cup, then tightened her face and turned to Roland again.


    The "Guardian of the Magic Tree" will not yield to Lukius'' pressure and give up the "Arsenal of the Spirits. I can assure you of that."


    Hearing this, Roland smiled as if the tension had been released.


    I''m glad to hear that," he said. I am relieved to hear that. Now I too can fight Lukius without any regrets.


    I guess that means I''m ready.


    Yes. Yes, I will not back down from my fight against Lucius. I will do everything in my power to back up the Guardians of the Magical Tree so that they can gain the upper hand.


    I understand. However, it is certain that it is not good if things continue as they are now. Even with the backup of the "Arsenal of Spirits," it is not necessarily true that the "Guardian of the Magic Tree" will be able to win the dungeon next month. There is still a difference in the quality of adventurers between the Guardians of the Magical Tree and the Golden Eagles.


    Yeah, I guess so."


    I have a favor to ask of you, Mr. Roland. Would you be willing to serve as a special advisor to the Guardians of the Magical Tree?"


    Special advisor?


    Yes, sir. Currently, the "Guardian of the Magical Tree" has only one main unit. It is impossible to compete with the "Golden Eagle," which has three main units at any given time. The reason for this gap in strength is that all promising adventurers have joined the Golden Eagle.


    (Indeed. People would join the best guild in town if they were going to join anyway.)


    More to the point, there was a disparity in salary and treatment.


    Even within the same class, adventurers in the "Golden Eagle" class were paid nearly twice as much as adventurers in the "Guardian of the Magic Tree" class.


    As long as the quality of the adventurers who join is inferior, we have no choice but to differentiate ourselves through training. In fact, there are many adventurers in "Guardian of the Magical Tree" who are not growing. Please select two or three and train them intensively. Right now, "Guardian of the Magical Tree" needs a new ace in the hole. With your help, Roland-san, please turn these sluggish adventurers into Class-A adventurers."


    Certainly. It is fundamental to organize troops around aces, you know. To create a new troop, it is essential to have new A-class adventurers. ......?"


    Roland crosses his arms and ponders.


    ''Talk about a special advisor. As for me, I''m fine with it, but is it okay? I am a member of an alchemy guild. But isn''t there any opposition within the "Guardians of the Magic Tree" to my guiding adventurers?


    I''ll take care of that.


    Lillianne said decisively.


    The answer was immediate.


    Roland sensed an extraordinary determination in her.


    He could also sense the urgency of her kitchen situation.


    It seemed that every moment counted.


    I understand," Lillianne said. I don''t know how much I can do, but I will do it. I will do what I can to help Lillianne as much as I can.


    The room, located in the back of the "Golden Eagle" headquarters building, was always filled with the sound of metal and the smell of rusty iron.


    The room, which is located underground, has only a little light from a candle illuminating the interior space, but for a dwarf who has lived in a dark cave since birth, this level of darkness was more comfortable.


    Dorwin, the dwarf who owns this room, is the only alchemist in the "Golden Eagle.


    Not only is he an excellent silversmith, but he also possesses the skill "Metal Forming A" and is solely responsible for the repair and development of the Golden Eagle''s armors, as well as other miscellaneous alchemy-related tasks.


    It is to his credit that he has drastically shortened the time it takes to repair adventurers'' armor, and the utilization rate of adventurers belonging to the "Golden Hawk" has increased dramatically.


    Dorwin was also an excellent adventurer, and his ability to fight battles and repair equipment in the dungeon helped to improve the unit''s ability to fight in succession.


    Most recently, though, he had been confined to his room like this, mostly assigned to repairing damaged weapons.


    Dorwin, who had been repairing swords and armor with a tonkachi all morning, decided to take a break.


    ''Phew. More and more weapons have been damaged lately."


    He said in a muttered voice.


    (If the number of broken weapons is increasing, it means that adventurers are wearing equipment that is not suitable for their size. Or they are taking on quests that are not suitable for their size. I bet that Lucius guy is pushing them to take on absurd quotas.)


    Oh, yadda yadda yadda. My workload is going to increase needlessly again. This is why the Black Guild is ......"


    ''I see you''re still working in the dim light, Dorwin.


    A high-pitched female voice echoed through the room, where there should have been nothing but the echoing sound of metal.


    Dorwin turned toward the voice and saw Jill.


    Dorwin took one look in her direction, then quickly turned away and went back to repairing his armor.


    What do you want?　Here in this place. Your armor shouldn''t break in a little while, should it? Besides, you are the hottest new adventurer of the moment. Shouldn''t you be in high demand for adventures and promotions?


    I wanted to talk to you about something.


    Jill replied, frowning at the dimness of the room and the poor air conditioning.


    ''Why don''t you ask for a lamp to be installed?　It''s pitch-dark. It''s so dark, it''s hard to work with your hands in the dark.


    I don''t need to worry about it," he said. I may live in the city, but I am a dwarf. I am used to the dark. I wouldn''t make the mistake of going crazy with my hands. Besides, I like being in this environment.


    I see. Well, good. ......"


    What''s the story?"


    Dorwin said as he continued his work.


    It''s about Mr. Roland."


    Dorwin''s hammer stops for a moment, then starts moving again.


    I heard that Mr. Roland has been expelled from the Golden Eagle."


    Yeah, I know."


    I see. Then we''ll talk quickly. Would you like to protest Mr. Roland''s banishment?"


    Protest?


    Yes," he said. Thank you. This banning is not right.


    "......"


    I heard at first that Mr. Roland had committed an act of hostility, but it seems that it was just a pretext. There is also something about the attitude of the guild president that I don''t agree with. I can only think that there is something behind it. So we protested and ......


    You''re not very perceptive, are you?


    What?"


    Mr. Roland was, in essence, entrapped.


    "Seduced?"


    The last time Roland was in the guild, the weapons and armor of the unit he was in charge of were sent to us for repair. They were badly damaged. He must have been assigned as a new adventurer, not given any good items, and forced to do unreasonable quests that didn''t match his rank. Then they kicked me out for being a hard ass."


    If you know so much, why don''t you protest? If you know so much, why don''t you protest anything?


    It was under Roland''s guidance that Dorwin became the city''s best alchemist.


    He encouraged him to participate in quests, which at the time were sluggish, and he was assigned to a unit as an alchemist adventurer, which was rare at the time.


    With this, he rapidly developed an understanding of the needs adventurers had for equipment.


    Since then, his alchemical skills have improved dramatically.


    Because it''s useless.


    Useless?"


    Mr. Roland is staring at Lukius. He was an eyesore to Lucius.


    An eyesore?"


    Mr. Roland, you know. He went too far."


    Dorwin said with a sigh of resignation.


    If every person you bring up like that moves up in the world, it''s tempting for the higher-ups to be wary that they might be a threat to you," Dorwin said with a resigned sigh. Even Mr. Roland had ignored the wishes of upper management and prioritized the training of newcomers over the achievement of quotas. From the perspective of upper management, in short, Lukius, Mr. Roland was an eyesore. The reason for his banishment was nothing more than an excuse. Anyway, anything was fine as long as they could get rid of him."


    No such ......." Are you saying that you were kicked out because you developed human resources?　That''s absurd. How can you kick out someone who has contributed so much? And the others, too. Why won''t any of them work for Mr. Roland? Most of the people who make up the main force now must have benefited in some way from Mr. Roland''s appraisal skills.


    I don''t blame you for saying that. There is no place that pays more than here, and people can''t sacrifice their own income to cover for Mr. Lorang. Roland is Roland, too. You''ll always be an ordinary member. Of course there will be people who will be jealous of your achievements or think that your position will be threatened. I told Mr. Roland. I told Mr. Roland, "It''s not safe for you to continue as you are now. Either you go quietly. Or you should take countermeasures. There are a lot of people out there who have no idea what they are talking about, who say they can''t tolerate someone else having a higher opinion of them than they do. But that guy wouldn''t listen."


    You say it''s Mr. Roland''s fault."


    Jill said, as if she were going to bite me.


    I wouldn''t say that, but ......, well, I think you should have at least tried to protect yourself at the very least."


    So too ......, why should Mr. Roland be exiled? He hasn''t done anything wrong!


    Well, whatever it is, I don''t think the rift between them will ever be bridged again. It''s safer to give up on Mr. Roland''s return.


    That doesn''t make any sense. Why should Mr. Roland be kicked out? It''s not right!


    (Huh?　I wonder. I don''t understand what you''re saying.)


    Jill tended to be a little too pure.


    She was insensitive to the malice and contradictions in the world.


    (Was it hard to understand my explanation?　I tried to explain it as gently as possible so that it would be easy to understand.)


    Let''s protest together. Let us both protest so that the guild leader will wake up."


    Jill appeals feverishly.


    Dorwin looked at Jill with distant eyes.


    (Roland, you''re amazing. I can''t believe you succeeded in training such a clueless person. Well, I''m a bit of a whirlwind myself.)


    Anyway, I''m not going to protest or anything."


    Dorwin says just that, turns away, doesn''t speak, and starts sharpening his sword.


    Jill stares at Dorwin with jittery eyes for a moment, then turns on her heel and heads for the exit of the room.


    ''Enough. You ungrateful bastard. If you don''t move, I''ll handle this on my own."


    Jill said that much and left the room in a hurry.


    Dorwin let out a sigh as he heard her footsteps echoing from the hallway getting further and further away.


    If Roland had asked me out, I would have quit this guild and followed him anywhere. But he went away without saying a word to us, didn''t he?


    Roland had come to the guild headquarters of the "Guardians of the Magic Tree.


    The headquarters of the Guardians of the Magical Tree was a giant tree that grew in the city.


    Near the base of the trunk of the giant tree was a hollow door.


    On top of the myriad thick branches of the tree was a building that looked like a birdhouse.


    There are holes all over the trunk, and you can move freely to any of the buildings by climbing the stairs installed in the hollows inside the trunk.


    All kinds of fruits grew on the branches of the tree, and those who entered this magical tree could obtain the ingredients for all kinds of medicinal items essential for adventures, such as tonic to restore stamina, medicine to heal wounds, ingredients for potions, and medicines to temporarily improve status.


    It is said that the origin of the "Guardians of the Magic Tree" dates back to a long time ago, when adventurers tried to protect the tree from an invading army of orcs who were after the tree''s fruit.


    Today, the role of protecting the tree has become a mere shadow of its former self, but the adventurers continue to use the tree as a base for their activities.


    A "tree man" grew on the trunk of the tree near the entrance door of the Magic Tree.


    The "tree man" was a monster that looked almost like the upper half of a human body, a parasite of the "magic tree," and served as the guild''s gatekeeper.


    When Roland presented his entry permit to the tree man standing in front of the door, the ivy covering the door parted to the left and right and opened.


    When they passed through the door, they found themselves in a lobby.


    Unlike the outside, which had the appearance of a tree, the inside was an ordinary wooden building.


    I went to the reception desk and announced my visit, and Lillianne came rushing in immediately.


    She said, "We''ve been expecting you. Mr. Roland."


    Seeing her, the people in the lobby make a commotion.


    How big a deal is he to have the guild''s only Class A adventurer come to the lobby to pick her up?


    That''s what the people staring at Roland were trying to say.


    Roland, looking a little uncomfortable under the strange stares, walked through the lobby and up the stairs.


    He was ushered into the guild leader''s room.


    The guild leader of the "Guardians of the Magic Tree" was a man with thinning hair who had already reached middle age.


    He used to be one of the best A-class adventurers in town, but now that he has become the guild leader and is devoting himself to running the guild, he has lost all semblance of being an adventurer.


    In fact, he looks rather dazed and restless, constantly wiping the greasy sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief at the dividing line, and leaning his obese body on a luxurious-looking chair.


    He is sitting in a luxurious-looking chair, wiping a handkerchief on the partition, his obese body resting on the chair.


    I''m Roland, the appraiser. Pleased to meet you."


    Oh, oh. You are ......."


    The guild leader spoke to me in an awkward tone.


    He said, "Thank you for your help with ''Earthcraft. I heard that it was thanks to you that our Lilianne developed her unique skills. But you are much younger than I expected. I had no idea that you established an alchemy guild as a connoisseur. I would say that your skill is ......."


    The guild president greeted him politely, but he was forever regurgitating flattery and did not want to proceed with the conversation at all.


    Lilianne, unable to bear the sight, interrupted.


    The guild president. He''s a busy man. It''s time for him to give me the power of attorney for the special advisor position.


    Oh, yeah. Of course. But is it really good? You''re running a guild, and now you''re helping us by mentoring our adventurers.


    You promised me, guild leader. In exchange for extending my contract, you would appoint him as a special advisor. Did you forget that?"


    No, I know. I just thought maybe Mr. Roland was overreacting. ......"


    If you know what you''re doing, then get your power of attorney in soon.


    Ugh. All right."


    The guild president reluctantly pulled a document from his desk drawer.


    Roland watched the exchange between Lillianne and him and chuckled.


    He was completely taken aback by her.


    It was hard to tell which of them was the boss.


    Roland received a letter of attorney from the head of the guild.


    It clearly stated that he would be allowed to enter the public facilities belonging to the headquarters of the guild "Guardians of the Magic Tree" and that he would be entrusted with almost all of the authority regarding leadership.


    ''It''s not easy to convince your boss,'' he said.


    Roland said after he went out into the hallway and the guild president could no longer hear him.


    ''Yes, I do. He''s not a bad guy. He''s just indecisive. I wish he''d get his act together.


    Lillianne meditated melancholy and put her hands over her face, a gesture that seemed to suppress her headache.


    If you look closely, you can see a few dark circles under her eyes.


    He seemed to be a little sleep-deprived.


    Roland was a little worried because she always seemed to be on the energetic side.


    Now, this is the exercise room," Roland said. The guild members have already gathered here.


    Lillianne pointed to a large door and said.


    By then, she had shaken off her earlier tired look and was back to her usual cheerful self.


    Once through the large door, there was a room with walls and floors that were sturdier than the hallway and the other rooms.


    You could tell that it was designed to withstand combat training.


    Lillianne was right, there were about 30 adventurers gathered there.


    When Roland entered, they all turned their attention at once.


    The members there were all differently equipped and occupied, ranging from warriors to mages, healers, and thieves, but the one thing they all had in common was that their equipment was of C-class or lower.


    Lilianne was right, they seemed to be stretched.


    Roland quickly appraised the skills of the girl closest to him, the one with the blonde hair and wiggly head.


    She was in the form of a warrior equipped with armor and a sword.


    Long sword C to C


    Dagger D -> D


    Shield defense D -> C


    Currently, his abilities as a warrior are below average, and even if he reaches his talent limit, he is probably average at best.


    Roland also appraises other skills.


    Bow Shooting E to A


    Picking up the pace (Silent Run) D to A


    Hawk''s eye(Hawkeye)C→S


    Equipment Retrieval (Steel) D to A


    One-hit kill E to A


    (I see. This is terrible.)


    She was not equipped with any bow and arrow, even though she had all the skills for a bowman (archer).


    She had no bow and arrow. This is Roland-san, who will be the special advisor of the "Guardian of the Magic Tree" from today. He will be teaching you how to grow as adventurers, so please give him your full attention.


    When Lillianne introduced them, everyone looked at Roland nervously.


    Lillianne introduced Loran, and everyone looked nervously at Roland. Okay, then, let''s begin. First, you, the Warrior. You, Warrior, step forward.


    I''m sorry, yes. Is it me?


    She comes forward with a reserved look.


    You will be converted to an archer.


    Archer?　I am an archer?


    The girl said surprisingly.


    Yes, you have all the qualities to be a class-A archer.


    (I know I said I''d crush the "Golden Eagle," ......, but in the end that''s all I can do. I will produce A-class adventurers out of this group. That''s the only fight I can do.)


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