Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 228

When he heard the sudden report, Grondzel doubted his ears.

However, after checking the employee with half his face doubled in size at the stable led by Kunz’s hand and checking the cold adventurer’s gaze, I felt uneasy that what I should be suspicious of was not my ears, but the other person’s common sense.

“Hey, what does all this mean?”

I had to stay alert. Grondzel headed towards the weeping receptionist wearing a friendly guild leader’s mask.

All sorts of speculations start to run wild in my head, which started to spin quickly. Did you get caught? It can’t be. Are you just going out because you know the laws and rules well? Even so, it was hard to believe that he would wield such violence.

This is not a local market, but an adventurer’s guild in a city. An adventurer’s guild in which those without a back ship are afraid of future troubles, so those with a back ship are careful with their interests in mind. It is impossible to wield unilateral violence without going crazy, no matter how justified one is.

At least that’s what he thought. That’s why Gronzuel suddenly had to fall to the floor, not understanding the dull pain he felt in his side.

And when he finally realized what the intense pain meant, the foot that had kicked his side was flying towards him once again.

“Heuk!”

It is said that he was once an adventurer, but it was a very distant past. The body, which had lived a long distance from fighting, could not even defend itself properly. Just blinded by the pain, to protect himself somehow, he protected his head and neck with both hands and wrapped himself in a circle, which was the best defense he could do.

He said he was alert, but that meant negotiations based on dialogue, so the violence that came so suddenly aroused fear that he hadn’t felt recently.

“…?”

But the attack did not follow. While grunting, he raised his head in wonder, and a young man who was clearly a warrior entered his eyes.

“One because I was trying to cheat before the negotiations, and another because that blew up my time. Get up.”

His arrogant attitude almost rolled his eyes, but the alarm bell sounded in his head again, and he had no choice but to get up while sobbing.

Holding back the desire to shake off some of the receptionists coming up to him and helping him, he forced himself to say thank you as he looked at the young man who had assaulted him. And the young man opened his mouth to refute the first words.

“I’m Guild Master Gronzuel. I apologize for not responding properly. However…” ”

There is no ‘but’. The cost of doing so is something you have to endure, not something I need to consider. You are already good It’s over the top, so don’t bother playing with words.”

If you don’t want to die right away. Indeed, the young man pulled out the sword he was wearing around his waist and slammed it into the ground, clarifying his intentions.

“One big thing, and as soon as an adventurer who came in from outside rejected the guild’s secret request, his things disappeared and the horses died. Esau is convinced that this is the work of the thieves who were the target of the secret quest, causing problems in the city precisely on the subject of what they call the deviation of the hired adventurers. ”

Gronn’el screamed inwardly. The young man’s suspicion was valid, but I wanted to ask if it made sense to move like this with just such a doubt.

That psychology is far from resentful. It was more like anger toward a madman who was overthrowing the board he was working hard on just because he was suspicious.

“Coincidence…”

“If you want to pretend it’s a coincidence, you should have done it right. But first of all, things have an order, so we’ll calculate that later. How are you going to compensate for that?”

Gronzeel tried to understand the situation, barely managing to overcome what had almost been swept away by emotions with reason.

Even though the young man was still with ten adventurers, he used the expression “adventurers” rather than “adventurers” who had come in from outside. He even stated that the loot was his own. Nevertheless, the fact that the people behind them do not even say a word is likely to be an employment relationship rather than a colleague relationship with them.

A person with enough wealth to hire more than 10 adventurers and organize a party, and who is also well-regarded by the head of the adventurer guild in the capital? Such a person is the law.

‘Are you a fucking noble?’

I’ve heard stories of knight families or immature aristocratic children dreaming of becoming knights who have bizarre hobbies of doing adventure work on the back of their family’s wealth, but I never thought I’d actually see it. Of course, there is a possibility that this is not the case, but other than that, it was an unacceptable and incomprehensible situation.

Because of that, Gronzuel slowly opened his mouth, completely revising his original plan.

“…Apart from your rudeness, of course, the dead horses will be fully compensated financially.”

never be servile. As if you were just doing what you had to do. He forced himself to hold back his anger.

Originally, after dealing with the thieves who raided the city, he intended to extract secondary profits by stealing some of the loot while buying time on the pretext of figuring out and returning the assets of the citizens they took. It’s because the spoils of adventurers who haven’t been properly appraised yet fall into the hands of thieves, and at the same time, it’s impossible to prove them.

Even if the adventurer had his eyes closed and dealt with the thieves without even accepting the request, he even made a plan to pay the request fee and coordinate moderately smoothly.

What if you die? It was not the den of thieves, but the loot in the cache must have become his property. It was unexpected that the horse died in the process…

“Are you seeing what that means and answering correctly?”

“…What kind of grain is it?”

To the question the young man asked while interrupting his thoughts, Grondzel answered with a question. But he pointed at the horse’s rump as if to go and see it, and turned around to make the way. I was very suspicious of the polite gesture that was different from the moment before, but I couldn’t not see it, so I hesitated and approached the dead horse and checked the stigma on its buttocks.

“Oh, ogatorp?!”

A pattern drawn around a shield and a sword. In Ethiel, it is a family symbol that more people know about it than people who don’t.

As soon as he learned the identity of what he thought was no more than a rather large horse, cold sweat began to flow down his back. As if he had expected such a reaction, the young man behind him continued his conversation calmly.

“Each family-only army that costs more than 30 gold coins of Isthel per hand. Since the pure ransom is only that much, I don’t know the amount of damage due to training and maintenance.”

“Uh, how is this…”

“How can a verified adventurer ride around on an Ogatorp warhorse? It’s not stolen. Do you have any other obligations to explain?”

Of course, there was no such obligation. A fire started burning in Grondzel’s head, who never imagined that an adventurer would lead such a ridiculously expensive horse. It’s not a level that can be called a navel rather than a belly. As the young man said, 30 gold coins is just a ‘ransom price’.

A war horse is like a knight. They don’t just get older with the years, they get specialized training. There is a reason to be controlled and managed as ‘military use’, and it is as expensive as that. If the horse has completed all the necessary training and is in the prime of his age, he will have to vomit almost twice as much.

Even if it was taken out of the guild’s finances, it would be a fatal amount. However, the bigger problem is that this was not an accident, but a plan. And the fact that it was Grondzel himself who came up with the plan and put it into action.

I don’t know if he had handled the work perfectly enough that the tail was not caught, but Gronzuel belonged to the side of covering up a bigger crime with an incident of a level where there was no damage if he couldn’t hide it completely.

In his plan, corruption and excesses of power were properly mixed to a level that could be passed smoothly as long as the thief problem was solved. A minor transgression at a level that cannot be hidden and does not need to be hidden. Deviation at a level that can be packaged as unavoidable for a future cause.

Naturally, the 120 gold coin debt was not included in the plan. If things go on like this, even if all goes well, he will be responsible for most of the debt and eat away at his cash.

It was not comparable to the assets stolen so far, but illegal profits always required money laundering, and there was not much cash on hand right away. Even that was all money with investment and bribery in mind.

I couldn’t do that with only two horses. Once again, Gronn’el’s head began to spin.

“…don’t worry. I’ll definitely pay it back for my honor and the honor of the Englem Adventurers’ Guild. Even if it means mobilizing my own money.”

Stand up proudly and speak eloquently in a powerful tone to regain your dignity.

“However, no matter how unfair the coincidence, this looting has nothing to do with us. We can’t figure out the motives of the thieves who stole the adventurer’s loot, but it’s a definite fact.”

“so?”

“Please reconsider your decision regarding the request you rejected yesterday. For the sake of all of us.”

First of all, we have to deal with the bandits.

I wasn’t interested in whether or not this guy could really defeat the owner of the demonic sword. If I rather go and die, there will be a way to solve this damn warhorse somehow, so that wasn’t bad either. Even if they did win, it would be difficult for a single blue-class adventurer to block a demonic sword that could threaten the city guards.

Even if you don’t, you’ll take a lot of damage. If you aim well at that time… there will be enough time to try a long-distance surprise attack.

In order to cover the original lies and sins, you have to commit bigger lies and sins. Even if the other person is a noble, the adventurer himself has to bear the responsibility for death during the quest, so there will be no damage to himself.

“I was thinking of that anyway. It won’t end the way you want.”

Looking at the young man who was talking incomprehensible words and putting the sword out of the floor and putting it into the scabbard, Gronzeel quietly burned his anger.

It was anger towards the person who had ruined his perfect plan.

Gronnzeel, who didn’t know what to do with the rage that engulfed his whole body as he stared at the sight of him directing this and that to his party, belatedly realized that the cheeky young man hadn’t even introduced himself in front of him, the adventurer’s guild leader, and one more time. I was furious.

If I knew what that meant, other emotions would have replaced anger.

Of course, Gronds El didn’t know.