436 434 Executives

Eliante says he has a further chance to fight. When Corberto urged ahead, Eliante called his men and instructed them to bring someone in.

Less than five minutes later, the guilder immediately brings the person back. He's a low-height good guy.

"Yaya, you think you're calling me? What exactly is it for?

"Fran, Colbert. This man is Faith. Be an adventurer, a member of the Bandit Alliance."

"What?"

Colbert stares at Faith with surprised eyes. Faith is also lightly torn apart from her own qualities and her eyes are open.

"... Dear Eliante. Yeah, and when it's easy for me to say it, I sometimes have a lot of trouble with it?

"Shut up. I'm in a hurry now. Shut up."

"... ha"

Somewhat, but Eliante's ill mood is ongoing. He was hit with a murderous gaze, and Faith sighed and shut up. Sounds like you're struggling.

Eliante explained it to me, but it seems Faith is also a watchdog for the Adventurer Guild and a connector to the Bandit Guild.

Even if there is an implicit rule that we do not become involved in each other's representation, it is impossible to have any more relationship at all than to operate in the King's capital.

So, they have a few people who belong to both guilds like Face, and at least one of them resides in the guild. Most importantly, the traits are known only to the upper echelons of the Adventurer Alliance.

"It's an urgent case. Tell the executive to get together. Tell him that in some cases there will be noise in the king's capital. You'll already have an overview of the situation anyway, and I'll pass it on."

"... ok. Are they the ones who make it out?

"It's your kid. Black Thunder Princess Fran. You've heard of him, haven't you?

"You know what? She... Ok. If it was her, the executive council wouldn't say no."

What's that supposed to mean? Does that mean Fran's name is also known to the Bandit Guild? I met Calc, too, and maybe he passed it on in that relationship.

"Let's get this over with as soon as possible."

I guess I found out from Eliante's attitude that it was a real emergency. Faith, in a token, left the room on a fast leg.

"Gilmouth. Can you trust a bandit guild or something?

"You can't trust me. But we should be able to work together only this time. Because even for them, the king's capital is a place they can't lose."

Eliante nodded with a certain voice. Well, if that's what she is, I'm pretty sure.

"But when I explained earlier, it was like Miss Fran was the only one going to the Bandit Guild?

"'Cause I can't leave here"

"No, you'd have me, wouldn't you?

"Corbelt. I need you to go, too. If we do well, we might be able to increase our strength even more."

"What?"

"Mercenary Corps: Tentacles and Crusts. You know what? A handful of elite mercenaries made up of half-wormers."

"No. I don't know. But the mercenaries are in the king's capital? That's unusual."

Apparently, regular mercenary regiments cross the battlefield, so they're near the border most of the time. I guess it's because it's often along the border that sets the stage for battle.

Therefore, it is very rare to have that unit in an inland area, like Wang Du, that has nothing to do with the war. They usually have a few liaison officers and rear support personnel, to the extent that they have a base.

"My acquaintance leads me, so I should be able to see enough executives with references. The rest depends on your negotiation. They have rules about not taking their kids to the battlefield, so Colbert's better suited to negotiating than Fran."

"That's true! I mean, I'm the mercenary corps. You mean you can draw your own power from the Bandit Guild."

"Yes."

There's no better way for Eliante than to gather adventurers... Tell Fran to negotiate with the Bandit Guild? You'll never make it. Is it time to split up again?

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."