"... If it's hard for you too, it's good to be resting."
"No… I'm the cause of the disturbance, and I can't just burden your husband"
Two days after the tentative B-rank promotion, a meeting was held in the private room on the 5th floor of the Adventurer Guild that I always use to decide on the disposition of your disturbance.
Participants will be me and Ian, the Alliance Leader, and Ian's father... five Commercial Alliance Leaders.
Nina is keeping Angie, Momisa and I waiting at the inn because it's going to be a poorly educated discussion.
I was actually thinking about keeping Ian waiting at the inn too... "because I am the root cause," I had no choice but to bring him in because I strongly wanted to participate.
It's comforting for me to have Ian at the conference table who was helping my parents...
"Maybe it won't be that important, so don't get too sick."
In the interest of his spiritual peace, we need to get this over with...
When I entered the room, there was one other old woman with a tough face besides the guild leader... and one little fat man who was still so blue that he was about to fall down.
... is this little fat guy your father, Ian?
Yoke (40)
Level: 15 (109/150)
Occupation: Merchant (President, Lawrence Chamber of Commerce and Chamber of Commerce)
"I sincerely apologize for my inability to disclose my identity as a fool. All responsibility lies with me for failing to educate. … please judge fully, including me"
Ian's father suddenly launched a groundhog attack when he noticed us.
The way the carpet marks are going to stay on my forehead...... I feel so bad for Ian holding back behind me, give me a break......
"Well as far as I'm concerned... if you can even kick his re-education, you don't have to apologize very much because I'm not willing to take care of him that much. … we can't even talk like this, let's all get to the table."
To get this over with, hurry up and sit Mr. Yorkie on the couch. I'll take a seat too.
Ian is not a member of a formal meeting in his capacity... so wait behind me.
My stomach is getting tight......
I want to get it over with and get back to the inn and talk to Nina and be healed...
"First, I'm going to explain Ash's motives for making the case. It's mostly a story of a head screw blowing up... but since I broke my heart during the detentions, I heard it out, there must be no mistake."
Apparently, the guild chief combined interrogation and punishment... to make your treatment partially the same as that of common slaves.
Running out, you broke my heart in two days when all I could give you was goblin meat and hard black bread in a bungalow without a bed or blanket.
Now "Depending on the outcome of today's meeting, worse treatment will last a lifetime than it does now," he cries threatened by the lookout adventurers...
I ate just about everything I wanted to cry about, I think it was your father or Ian...
"Ash said... he challenged me to fight to get my brother back from you because he grabbed me from the side by you and you did terrible things to my brother and changed his character. As for what would happen if I sold a fight to an S-rank adventurer... although I knew it as knowledge... he didn't realize it until he pointed it out to me on the lookout in the jail."
Ooh... boulder title...
... You do have a few screws flying.
Even a 5-year-old will notice in this world, even if we skip talking about identity differences... there is no more muscle to be complained about how to treat Ian than he is legally buying.
Besides... there's no way a kid can beat an adventurer diving into the labyrinth.
In the first place......
"For once, Ian's purchase was what he wanted... I use it without a holiday because I am a talented person and there is no substitute for it... The treatment of clothing and accommodation is almost the same as that of me..."
Much better than the civilians around here, Ian!
"I'm sorry. I couldn't prepare Ian's purchase price… I mourned Jink's earlier purchase in front of Ash. After that, I thought you gave up because it was quiet for a while, so I was alarmed and headed to another city to purchase it... in the meantime, I went to the labyrinth city and took this incident..."
I could imagine... you're sad...
"I know how things went.... All I ask from the Lawrence Chamber of Commerce is the signing of my superior trading agreement and your re-education, Ash. Ash, what about the penalty to you... about a year-long ban on carnivores other than goblin meat?
They're just threatened by the adventurers, and a goblin meat-based penalty would be good.
Famous for its unsavory, dobby, crispy texture… Eat the goblin meat of slaves and slum dwellers patiently… be a vegetarian for a year is your freedom.
I have no objection to that disposition.
The guild chief sympathizing with Mr. Yorkie is in tune with me, as expected.
"Are you sure about that? Given the magnitude of the problems Ash caused by the next president of the Lawrence Chamber of Commerce... the destruction of the Chamber of Commerce, the execution of parents and children, the huge amount of money shown... I thought it would be more demanding..."
Commercial guild guild chief has asked, but no problem.
For one fool, I want to avoid common sense people sacrificing...
"It's okay.... Ian. I'm not that familiar with the market for the deal, so I'll leave the contract to you. To the extent that the Lawrence Chamber of Commerce also benefits somewhat, consider a contract that I would be quite in favor of."
"Yes, sir."
Ian, who worked at the Lawrence Chamber of Commerce, would think of just the right line.
"Thank you...... Ash will be strictly educated not to cause problems like this one again."
... I know it's very hard, but good luck.
... When the troubles cleared up, I was hungry.
There's no need to tingle anymore, and why don't we all have a skewer of oak meat that Nina made us yesterday?