32 32. Imperial Adventurer Guild President Jereminias.txt (2/2)

There was no way he could have any goodwill, if not hostility, towards a female elf who seemed to be disrespectful to the royal family.

(But how to explain it?)

He is lost in his choice of words to utter to solve his secretary's questions.

Vilhemina is immensely popular with the women in the Empire because of her beauty and overwhelming strength.

The popularity of the men is no less ridiculous.

Many said that her unparalleled beauty and cold gaze were irresistible.

He believes that if the national popularity ranking were to be carried out, the first place would be contested by the emperor and Bartolomeus, and Wilhemina would come next.

Anything careless about Vilhemina would send his favorability ratings plummeting.

Yereminias was convinced of that.

''Isn't it more of a loss than I am, with Akira Yagami (Levatein) being so busy with paperwork?

I suppose that's true, come to think of it.

His painful words are accepted with surprising ease.

It's not that he doesn't have a sense of regret, but his reverence for Yagamiaki is even stronger than that.

He had a history of asking all Yagamiaki to join hands with him, and he had been completely defeated by all of them.

It was amazing and satisfying to see that there were higher-ups in the world.

''Hands, I'm stopping,''

Huh.

The secretary points out that Jereminias is once again on hand.

A young human woman comes in as an intermediary.

'Yes, sir? You have a visitor. Hi, the God of Light War is here.

Oh, excuse me.

Unlike her, who was stiff with nervousness, Yereminias replied with a relaxed expression.

''Ha, yes.''

When he glanced at her, the secretary woman was also faintly nervous.

'Is she that nervous?'

Because he's the God of Light, the God of War.

Her voice was shaky.

It felt awful to talk to her any longer, but as Yereminias, he had no choice but to ask her.

'That's fine, but could you get us both a cup of tea?

Okay. I'm home.

With a flurry of movements that are not typical of a secretary, she goes to make a cup of tea.

(Well, it's unavoidable.)

Bartholomeus, the God of Light's God of War, was said to be the strongest of the Eight Divine Brilliance, and his strength and enigmatic size made him as popular as the current emperor.

The young ladies would have mixed emotions.

(But what do you want?)

His visit is rather abrupt, which is always the case, but I don't know the reason for this visit.

It would be accurate to say that I have too many in mind to narrow it down.

Excuse me.

And then a man in a brown hooded robe and a white mask opens the door.

The voice is high and inorganic due to witchcraft, but Jereminias knows it's a man inside.

'Welcome,'

He got up and walked to the door, greeting the God of Light's warrior with unadorned words.