435 433 Swamp called Work (1/2)
Line up at the Adventurer Guild counter for 5 minutes. The order of the francs soon turned.
”Oh, a black thunder princess with iron claws. What's wrong with all the aliases?
”I have an errand for Gilmouth, are you there? It's urgent.”
”Well, I'm here... I don't know if we can talk properly...”
Stelia sees Fran with unspeakable eyes. What the fuck?
”Well, I'm in the office, so why don't you go? You already know where it is, don't you?
”Can I go on my own?
”If you took over, you'd be turned down in that state. Something important, I presume?
”Mmm.”
”Then you should take the story directly. It's just a bunch of chopped wings, so don't get too excited.”
”Stuck in cutting feathers? Oh, you mean busy processing the auction?
”Idiot! Iron Claw Idiot! It's not that simple! Look, we're not gonna do anything to make you angry, okay? There's always going to be one over here!
”Ooh. Okay, I get it.”
Apparently, he's too busy at work and Eliante is being hunted down. The last time I came, they seemed to be chasing me through the paperwork, but maybe it's even worse.
Let me go into Gilmouth's office sweet on Stelia's words. Then there was the appearance of Eliante, buried in a pile of documents, groaning.
My eyes are dead. Watching Eliante like that still reminded me of when I was a company employee on Earth. During the closing period, I missed the end of the electricity and continued to make materials all night, but I was desperate when it turned out that the original materials were from last year, looking the same as me that day.
”Uh, who...?
”Gil, Gilmouth? Are you okay?”
”Corbelt? What can I do for you? As you can see, I can't afford to be wasting my time?
”Well, I've had a consultation and a report... Look, look, Miss Fran. You need to talk to Gilmouth, right?
Oh, this guy! You scared the hell out of Eliante's power and threw it at Fran!
”Fran......?
”Mmm.”
Eliante's eyes turn to Fran. Immediately after that, the expression changed dramatically. He opens his eyes cuttingly and rises to momentum on the spot.
”Fran! Fran! Fran! That's all I asked for!
I held my hand vigorously to the desk and screamed. I'm afraid of my blood-running eyes.
”Hmm?”
”I asked you not to make so much noise!”
Shit. Now I cried on the spot. I'm too emotionally unstable!
No, I know how you feel. But I soon realized that I was crying and my job wouldn't go away. Well, it looks like Eliante hasn't reached that area yet.
”I didn't make a scene”
”Yeah. We're not making a scene ourselves.”
I got caught up in the case, though. Maybe Eliante is grasping the information that Fran was at the scene.
”First, the basement! Something happened in the basement! There were a lot of injured people out there making a fuss!
”Mm-hmm. He attacked me in the basement.”
”I knew it didn't matter! So, what about the inn? What about the incident where the inn that you were supposed to be staying in exploded and burned? What do you think?
”That, too, was attacked. With the one who attacked me in the basement.”
”Ah! I knew it had something to do with it!
It has something to do with it, but Fran is the victim. I didn't go ahead and make a scene.
”Maybe something happened in the park in the aristocratic city too? The plant's dried up, and this is making a scene, too?