437 435 Bandit Guild and Gurus (1/2)

The Bandit Guild has been paying attention to Fran since the beginning?

”What do you mean?

”Well, not really. Let's talk a little bit.”

”We don't have time to waste”

”Well, I hope it's not a waste of time, huh? Hey, Onest.”

”Hmm? Suddenly with me?

Onest, told by Fisto, opens her eyes gently. Apparently, he's surprised. And suspicious.

”I'm loaded.”

”You think you're so strong?

”... okay? Never be hostile. If you don't want to die. My perception of the crisis has been so responsive since I confronted Hundred Swords.”

I see. If it was meant to be, a strong fist would threaten the opponent, and the con man Onest would be the flow to proceed in his favor. But Fisto instantly realized Fran's strength and apparently gave up intimidation by force.

”Uh, ma'am. Please have a seat as I will prepare some tea for now.”

”I don't want it. Because we don't have time.”

”No, no, because a good negotiating seat still doesn't start without delicious tea”

”I said there's no time to waste”

”Ha. Really? No, I'd love to be close to someone as beautiful and powerful as you.”

Onest smiles nicely as she gently lifts her hair. They're releasing sparkling beams. If it was Earth, I could have been number one host. But Fran didn't change one expression.

”Aren't you willing to listen to me?

Maybe Onest is the trump card of the female opponent. If this handsome man does smile at me, the approximate woman will climb up, and the negotiations will go in the favor of the bandit guild.

But I'm sorry to hear that. My Fran's not into good-looking things! In the first place, there's no way a far-fetched negotiation can pass. Especially now I'm in a hurry. It would also be significant that the opponent is not a complete ally. That response tends to be harsher for me to be vigilant.

I guess it's still time for a split here. If you say you came in with metastatic magic, it would be an excuse for you to show up suddenly.

”Ma, wait!

Chilli.

The moment Onest called out, the discomfort struck me as if I had even run electrostatically into my brain. I remember this. I caught him in a dungeon in Ulmut, exactly the same as when the bandit Solas was used for compulsive affinity in his possession.

Maybe he used his heterosexual attraction skills. Skill of drawing the attention of the opposite sex.

Fran, who hadn't noticed before, was able to feel clear now that he had developed his skills. My eyes narrowed softly.

Kicking a ton of round tables and flying, Don descends on the front of Onest, who remains in a slightly floating position to stop Fran. To intimidate Onest, or the momentum of the roundtable.

And stick me right in that neck. Looked down with cold eyes from above, Onest loses his word. Instead, the left and right were the two who raised their voices.

”Hey, hey! My lady! What the hell is wrong with you?

”Oh, yeah! Suddenly you're not calm!

”... Is it mild to use your skills during negotiations?

You didn't think you could ever use your skills, Onest is pale in the face. But here Onest has shown a strange pride. I think it's best to apologize for being an adult, but I guess for a race like them, you can't be licked at the negotiating table.

”Here, hey, I didn't know you'd pull the sword out! You'll regret it!

”... Hmm?

Uh, this guy who did it. Even if Fisto told me not to be hostile, I guess there was still some insult because of Fran's appearance. Or did you feel ridiculed for being pushed aside by a young franc, or did you regret your appearance without going through at all?

I have spoken of a hostile dialogue in an attempt to regain the lead of the conversation.

Immediately after that, Fran stares at Onest. No intimidation by skill yet. But I was close to certifying these guys as enemies. How about the next line? Your neck will fly.

The guards across the wall also see the tension running. Even if you don't feel Fran's strength on the wall, you know he's overwhelming when you hear Fist say it. Still, if Fran orders me to fight, I have to attack him. Lower end sadness.

Isn't this a bad idea? Negotiations are going to be completely broken. No, I wasn't even in the negotiations. Maybe I should have left from the beginning.

”Marry me!

”Bube-?”

Oh, my God, Fist punched Onest in the face from the side and shut him up. Onest, blown away in a conical state, clashes against the wall and stops moving. He won't be dead because his chest is up and down, but his business tool face is in pretty bad shape.

Fist has stayed on both hands and knees and has been desperately apologetic. All you have to do is bow your head and you're in a completely grounded position.

”Hold on! That's his fault now! Hey, my usual scumbag just came out! I never thought I'd be hostile to you! I'm sorry! So sit down!

Fist and Onest seemed the same once, okay? Pink, too, seems surprised by the sudden.

”Hey, Fist. What are you doing? Why don't you rub it with Onesto's team later?

”Ugh! It's better than killing everyone here! Look at the real thing. I get it. Rumors are true!

I guess it's a decision that it's better to rub it with Onest later than to get raped by Fran. And you killed them all... I don't know what rumors you're hearing, but he seemed pretty afraid of Fran.

”For the most part, I was opposed to executing a lady who couldn't do anything but this skill! Aah! Oh, shit!

”... I didn't expect you to mess up that much... Huh. I don't have a choice. The men won't be able to use it, and I'll let them talk. Just a little bit more, will you be patient?

Pink has laughed and talked to Nicole, even though she should have figured out the dangers of Fran from Fist's attitude. Fran, too, must have seen the tragedy of Onest and dropped his drinks. He nodded at me.

”... ok”

”Thanks”