Chapter 139: 139 135 It's a story of an acquaintance that it's not a loss to pretend to be a cat when we meet for the first time

When I hear the name of the guildmaster of the Adventurer's Guild, I have three images of the guildmaster in my mind.

The first is the strict, battle-hardened guild master from the field, who is well-liked in this kind of branch, but who has a delicate relationship with headquarters.

The second is a beautiful woman or a beautiful girl who seems to have a hidden agenda. They can be dark elves, vampires, or beastmen, but in the story they are usually beautiful.

These patterns are the brainy ones.

Third.

Nice to meet you. I'm Mikey, the guild master of this guild. I'm not a feline beastman, but a cat fairy (Ketsey). I hope you don't get that wrong.

It's a pattern where a small animal is the guild master.

But the figure is not to be underestimated.

Despite its appearance, the power in its eyes is as strong as any I've ever seen.

I immediately judged that this was no ordinary man, so I pulled myself together to introduce myself so that I wouldn't lose.

I'm Jiro Tanaka, and Jiro is my name and Tanaka is my family name. I'm human, but I'm a dungeon tester belonging to the Demon King's Army.

Amilicia led me to a room at the back of the third floor of the building, the guildmaster's office, where I was greeted by a cat.

It was a cat with long goggles, if you will.

He was wearing a shirt and red tie, standing upright on his two hind legs, neatly straight and upright.

When he saw us enter the room, the cat, who called himself Miche, walked on two legs, and as he came up to us to show his apparent light weight, he jumped on the step that Amilicia had prepared for him and held out his hand.

You're presented with a beautiful paw, and for a moment you think she means to touch you, but you quickly realize that she wants to shake your hand, and you lightly squeeze it.

I've heard that the dungeon experiment unit under the demon king's direct control is a secret location and personnel. The location and personnel of this unit are kept secret, so much so that I, as a guild master, don't know if it really exists.

"Am I a ghost or something?

I believe in ghosts, but in a way it's more than that because you have to see them in person to believe in them.

The cat (the guildmaster) grinned with a grin on his face as his two tails wagged.

Implicitly, I was treated as more than a ghost or a rare creature, but my workplace is the birthplace of the so-called brave.

Isn't it natural to have an information lockdown of that magnitude?

So, Amilicia asked me, what is it that you want to tell me about the future of the guild?

After shaking hands, the guildmaster returns to his office desk, his gait light again.

The desk is big enough to fit his small frame, but it's big enough for me to use it.

The papers piled on it remind me that the work is piling up.

That's probably why they put off the tedious discussion and cut to the chase.

"To put it bluntly, I came to tell you that the dungeon here is dying. That's coming soon.

"What?

When I say this, Amilicia looks back in surprise as she tries to clear the step stool, but I don't look away from the guildmaster.

I like jokes, but I don't like jokes like that. If you want to have fun with me, you should brush up on your sense of humor.

I wish it had been a joke for me, but unfortunately I can't get away with joking about the situation.

Frankly speaking, if it weren't for the title of dungeon tester, the guild master wouldn't have responded directly to me, a newcomer to the guild.

And that title is only valuable as a source of information to confirm whether or not the existence of a dungeon tester exists, and the cat would end the conversation once he found out.

The bottom line is that curiosity has given me the opportunity to have a conversation with the guild master.

What's with the human woman?

Honestly, this makes me angry, but I have a bomb on my hands too.

I'll gladly put up with this if it means more companions.

With a smirk on his face, he points his thumb at Himiku, and the cat (guild master) asks him if he's joking.

You'll be able to see that the cat is the evidence of a fallen angel.

This is the proof of the fallen angel.

physical evidence.

"Himik, I will give you the signal to release the hidden wings when the time comes.

"What's the use of that, Lord? Wouldn't it be better to show them from the beginning anyway?　You can threaten me directly if you want.

"Let's get out of the habit of putting your hands in front of your mouth, shall we?　Nah?

As we had discussed, Himikku releases his wings and his black wings spread out in a flash.

It's a good idea to have a good time.　Nyan and!　A fallen angel!

"Hee!"?

The reason why I took this detour is because I wanted to control the atmosphere.

At the bargaining table, the one who wins the atmosphere will have the upper hand.

Even though he's a fallen angel, he's an angel in the first place.

For the demon king's army and the beings under their protection, it would be surprising if they were introduced to you lightly as a disaster in front of you.

It would be like being handed a bag and being told it's a bomb.

"I found this in the dungeon and I've heard from my opponent that it's a dungeon core. If that's not proof, then I'm sorry to say that's the end of the story, okay?

Yeah, that was definitely a bomb.

I honestly want to praise Himiku for following the instructions.

I'm pretty sure he's the type of guy who arranges food instead of following a recipe just because it looks somewhat tasty if you let him cook it.

In fact, I have to tell you that my heart was beating faster than the guild master and Amyricia's in front of me.

I was worried that I wouldn't take notice of the proof, or that they would release their wings without permission because they were cramped, or that they would do something to disrupt the atmosphere in another direction for reasons I couldn't foresee.

I'm still talking with a normal expression on my face, but secretly I'm breathing a sigh of relief that it worked.

"Your magic seems to be real.

"Is there a fake?

There's a winged race, they look a lot like angels, and sometimes they claim to be angels and do something fraudulent, so we have to deal with them every year.

"Rude cat. I have more wings than they do to lump me in with such beings!　Don't make a mistake!

"You shut up.

"Lord, this is a matter of dignity as an angel!　I'd hate to be lumped in with all those birdies, too.

"Okay, okay. I'll ask you later.

Good, then.

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I was tempted to tell Himik that the point is off, but the conversation doesn't go anywhere, so I shut him up.

I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on.

The head held down causes Himik to puff out his cheeks, but I ignore it.

Where was my first impression of him in his coolest form at all?

Well, that impression flies away within two seconds of the conversation.

"What are you doing here?

"Well, the magic doesn't fly, does it?

It won't fly.

What was happening to the guildmasters while they were having this exchange?

While I was arguing with Himik, Amricia and the guildmasters were building a barricade with desks and bookshelves.

The guildmaster peeks out from the other side of the barricade with a look of fear, as if he fears Himik will be angered and annihilated.

What exactly are angels like over here?

In short, there is a perception among us that Jiro-kun is more dangerous than you might imagine.

"They have no blood and tears, and if you fight them, the place will be covered in blood.

"Is there an earthquake or something?

It's more than that, in a way.

I'm not sure if I'm right or not, but I'm not sure if I'm wrong, and I checked with Mytt and the others, and it seems that this fallen angel (Himikku) is perceived as more dangerous than I thought.

You can find that if you turn your head to look at the guildmasters, they react and hide behind the barricades, it seems that what Mr. Meitte says is true.

"It's okay, come on out.

"Ho, really?

"Oh.

"Why don't we peel and stuff it?

"Do you want to?　Angels.

As I recall, the sisters had an angel under their command who collected the enemy's heads. He had them up in his room.

Hee!

The story was so far removed from the image of an angel that it was hard to believe, so I mentioned it to Himik, and he responded in the affirmative, which I didn't expect.

Because of Himik, the guildmaster, who had actually seen it, peeked out a bit and disappeared behind the barricade again.

This doesn't help us move forward.

Haha, Guildmaster, do you believe me now?

"Of course!　So, only life!

It doesn't go, but it has to go.

It's formally a threat, but it can't be helped.

So now that you believe my story about the dungeon dying, the rest is up to the person in charge of the organization. I want to move on to the next story, okay?

Well, what else is there?

For our part, one of our goals has been accomplished, since we were given advance notice of what would happen to the town, including the Adventurer's Guild, which is a dungeon based operation.

So it's the cat's fault if we do nothing.

I don't know.

It's more of a matter of what I'm going to tell you.

I don't know if there's any more problems and I can't stop him even if he gives me that appealing little animal look.

You're not going to be able to get to the top of the list, so can you tell me how I can get in touch with the headquarters of the demon king's army?

As you speak, pointing to Himikku, you let out a sigh of relief and then wait a bit, and then you hear a voice from the other side of the barricade saying, "Wait a minute," and then you hear some kind of rummaging sound.

"Amyricia, I'm going to take this down to him.

"Why me?　Why don't the masters take it?

Shut up, I have a wife and thirteen children waiting for him to return. This is the foundation for that.

"No!　I have to save my life for my future husband, too!

"Guildmaster's orders.

"It's not fair that I want to save myself!

"I'm a cat, so I don't understand

"You stupid cat!

I can only let out a wry smile at the exchange that follows.

You were so provocative at first, but now there's no sign of it.

"I'll go get it.

"Excuse me, Mr. Gray, please.

I'm honestly grateful that Mr. Gray moved in an atmosphere where I could tell that my approach would cause more confusion.

The hustle and bustle stops as Mr. Gray slowly makes his way to the other side of the barricade.

Then, after a few words of conversation.

Mr. Gray comes back with a green glassy sphere in hand.

What's this?

This is a place right next to the dungeon, so there's a communication bead given by the government in case something goes wrong. With it, you can contact the headquarters of the Demon King's army.

The guildmaster, who explained to me without paying attention to the conversation through the barricade, laughed a little bit and let the magic power flow into the jewel as instructed, and I said, "Yes, it's the Demon King's Army.

''Yes, it's the Demon King's Army. What happened?　You are!

For some reason, a familiar demon appeared.

So, to be more specific, this guy is probably the supervisor's

"I'd say it's been a while. What was your name again?

My brother, whose name I don't know, who I used to beat up because I was in a good mood in training.

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