436 434 Executives (2/2)
Then we moved one foot to the first floor of the Alliance. Corberto has Eliante write a reference.
”Fran, don't get distracted, okay? He's a bandit guild.”
(Of course)
But regardless of whether or not you can put out your power, the Bandit Guild will be infiltrating people in various places to gather information, and it's possible that they have some useful information. There was flashy noise, and there was a chance that both the Marquis and the Counts would have ears if they were bad.
”Keep Ursi hidden.”
(On!)
Afterwards, the face returns in about 5 minutes.
”Thank you for waiting. This way, please.”
”Mmm.”
What he showed Fran was a familiar building. Oh, my God, it was that tavern where I took Calc's request. However, not from the entrance to the table, but from the back entrance in a hidden position from the street.
”I'm gonna use the back.”
”Heh.”
The lookout man turns his gaze to Fran, but says nothing in particular. Guess it's because I'm a guest of Faith's. Moving further back with a face who spoke lightly to the man, he was led to a narrow private room. But there's no one there.
”Here?”
One moment, please.
If you wonder what you're going to do, pull the string by the entrance. Oh, my God, didn't the wall open to the left and right and a hidden staircase emerged?
”Ooh.”
Fran also shines her eyes on this. No, it's a hidden passage or something romantic.
As I was led down that staircase by the face, there was a slightly larger basement, with a luxurious round table in the center of the room, sized for about 10 people.
It was three men and women sitting there. I'm not even on your side yet, so don't hesitate to let me appraise you. Each is an interesting skill composition, although less combative.
The wounded bald head man sitting in the middle was a typical bandit with both appearance and skill. It is a skill composition similar to that of a scourge adventurer. He deserved the role of a bandit's summariser and had a complete range of charisma and command system abilities. It's just that the moment you saw Fran, you let him pull his cheeks grandiously.
The handsome man in his early 30s sitting to the right of it is a complete marriage con man. He had multiple acting skills and skills that were likely to help with lies and intimidation. There are also titles for heterosexual attraction skills and femicide. You look a little like Sergio's bastard. Plus, some magic seems to work.
The beauty on the left seems to be the former tightening of the whore. In addition to his skills in contacting men, he had a wealth of skills in poison matters. A whore familiar with poison. I'm so scared!
”Okay, I'm in this”
”Oops. Thank you for your hard work.”
Faith leaves the room with her head down to three.
”Oh, I'm Fist.”
”I'm Onest”
”I'm pink.”
They were all pseudonyms. No, I'm a criminal, and that's natural. The man in the middle is Fist. The con man is Onest. The whore is pink.
Fist greets him with a trembling voice as he sweats massively. I guess I perceived Fran's strength and had fear. I could see those eyes checking the walls and floors.
There seems to be no escort at first sight either, but there are signs of more than 10 people around this room. There are hidden doors everywhere, and I guess they lurk escorts in them.
Fisto seems to have used the escort to figure out what he could do with Fran. And he realized it was no use. So it seemed to calm down the other way around. Maybe he reopened it.
”Fran the Adventurer”
”Ooh. Actually, even this one has a little errand for the lady. Actually, even if it wasn't for this one, I was going to make contact. Well, come sit down properly.”