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    Cabrini Green located in the eastern part of Maguspol.

    The office of Ildong Office located on the Silver Side of the district.

    While several orcs were doing their own thing, one orc called out to his comrades.

    “Hey, Deoksu. Do you know this account?”

    “Why?”

    Deoksu, whose name was called, immediately got up from his chair.

    The goblin’s distinctive straight ears were the most distinguishing feature of him in this space.

    “Where.”

    The co-worker showed Deoksu the account, and Deoksu checked it briefly before answering.

    “Blue Heart Office.”

    “Oh, that… new office?”

    ” Since Youngmin shared the request with us last time, I think he sent us his share. I will send you a confirmation reply.”

    Deoksu quickly came to a conclusion and returned to his seat.

    Then this time, a colleague right next to Deoksu spoke up.

    “If it’s Blue Heart, it’s the office that Sylvia created, right?”

    “Oh, the apprenticeship that Youngmin is in charge of also belongs there.”

    “It’s good that we have a friendly office, but…”

    “It’s good, but what?”

    Deoksu expected his colleague to say something useless again.

    “No, you could end up in trouble by getting involved with that office.”

    Sure enough.

    Not only Deoksu but also other fellow solvers approached his colleague’s nonsense.

    “Hey, when you come back, do the same thing.”

    “You helped me and Youngmin and then we got involved, so that’s what you’re saying?”

    “No, no. Wait a minute.”

    The solver waved his hand as if he was troubled by the criticism coming from both sides.

    “That’s not what I’m saying. There’s a guy in this video in the office there.”

    A video shown to Deoksu and other solvers.

    A video showing the battle against the Conakry office.

    Since it was first uploaded, the number of views on the video has continued to increase, and the comment section has become more and more dirty.

    “He’s not just a vampire, he’s a true ancestor. The guys who rush at me aren’t normal either.”

    “That’s why we should have them on our side even more.”

    “….”

    Deoksu said nothing to the conflicting opinions of his colleagues.

    They say they are the problem solvers in this city who don’t take matters into their own hands, but I never thought they would be this ruthless.

    ***

    While such a scene unfolded in Ildong’s office.

    I was doing my first shopping in this city.

    But my expression wasn’t good.

    “….”

    “Chris, why is your face like that?”

    I wondered if he was asking because he didn’t know that right now.

    It seemed like he didn’t even care about the many eyes on me and Sylvia.

    “Silvia, doesn’t it seem like everyone is only looking at me?”

    “I think it’s probably because of that video.”

    Even as she said that, Sylvia’s face looked indifferent.

    ‘When you look at it like this, it seems too cold, right? Well, that may be Sylvia’s unique charm.’

    – Beep.

    Suddenly, the terminal’s alarm sound rang.

    There was no way I had a terminal, so it had to be Sylvia’s.

    “What is it? Who did it come from?”

    “…It’s Deoksu.”

    “Deoksu?”

    “We delivered Youngmin’s compensation for helping with the request for the abandoned factory to that office. It looks like it arrived safely.”

    Ah… I need to be precise about the money issue.

    Now that I think about it, I suddenly remember the Mimic wallet that Youngmin gave me as a gift.

    “Silvia, this one that Youngmin gave me. How expensive is it?”

    “…It’s definitely not a cheap item. I don’t know how much Youngmin bought it for though.”

    While Sylvia and I were talking, the Mimic purse was moving around.

    “Seeing that Mimic is quieter than expected, it seems like he has a lot of money in him.”

    “Shall I show you?”

    This was thanks to the considerable amount of tips I received while working at the bar.

    When I untied the string that Mimic used as a tongue, a pile of banknotes appeared inside Mimic.

    “It’s more than I thought.”

    “Right? Everyone gave a lot.”

    I smiled and said to Sylvia.

    Mimic was just as pleased with my wealthy wallet as I was.

    This is because Mimic wallets show different reactions depending on the level of contents.

    I know that if there is not much money in the wallet, there are cases where the dog becomes uncooperative with the owner.

    In a way, you could say that it is a wallet that goes well with Maguspol.

    When I saw Youngmin go out of his way to give me a Mimic wallet, I wondered if it meant that I must succeed.

    “I already received good things, so I should cheer up.”

    I said, taking a few steps ahead of Sylvia.

    Then Sylvia stopped and handed me a card.

    “I lost the player to Youngmin, but this is a gift from me.”

    “Oh! What, is this my card?”

    There was a golden pot engraved in the center of the blue card she held out.

    Well then. There is no way this jar is missing from Magusfall!

    ***

    The reason this city and the Sage Association that rules it came into being in the first place was because of that golden pot.

    A legend is well known in this regard.

    A long time ago, there were two cities where Magusfall is located. The names… I definitely knew, but I couldn’t remember.

    I wasn’t even at the point where I could memorize all the events by year in the world of Dream City.

    Anyway, a dispute broke out between these two cities.

    Fishermen in one city caught something, and merchants in another city passed by and offered to buy what they had caught.

    The fishermen readily accepted because the price the merchants paid was reasonable.

    But what is this…

    What was caught in the net was not an ordinary fish, but a large pot of gold.

    The fishermen said they would treat this transaction as if it had never happened, and the merchants told them to hand it over immediately since they had bought it.

    A fight broke out between the two groups, and both groups returned to their cities to report the incident.

    The pot of gold brought them to the brink of war, but representatives from both cities sought third-party help to resolve the problem.

    He went to a nearby person known for his wisdom and asked for mediation.

    “I am wise. I will tell you about someone who is wiser than me, so you might want to go to him.”

    However, the sage who was first asked to mediate humbly introduced another sage.

    What happened was truly reminiscent of a university group project bombing.

    Representatives from the two cities visited the second wise man.

    But the same thing happened again. The second sage also introduced the third sage.

    This process is repeated several times.

    The seventh sage suggested offering a golden jar to the gods to prevent this vicious cycle.

    A temple was built in its place, and the temple and golden urn soon came to be seen as a symbol of unity between the two cities.

    From this incident, the seven wise men began to interact with each other, and whenever important matters occurred in the two cities, they were often asked for advice.

    Later, wise men took charge of the important affairs of the two cities, and over time, the temple where the golden jar was dedicated became the church it is today.

    The wise men’s association and the church.

    In this way, the golden pot was the object that led to the emergence of the two most important organizations in Maguspol.

    So, I had no choice but to engrave golden pots here and there.

    Meanwhile, I thanked Sylvia for making my card.

    “But I managed to make it. I’m not even an official problem solver yet.”

    “There is a way to do everything.”

    Looking at her expression, it seemed like she had used the power of her connections like she did last time at the government office.

    “Anyway, thank you! I’ll write well!”

    I happily placed the card into my Mimic wallet.

    Mimic then trembled and the string attached to the button moved deftly like a tongue to taste.

    “What is it? Why is this guy like this?”

    “I put all the rewards from the requests so far on the card. Maybe you suddenly feel better about a card with a lot of money in it.”

    “…Then you don’t have to worry about money while shopping, right?”

    The money I saved during that time was by no means small.

    However, I was planning to spend moderately and save money, but suddenly there was a large amount of money on my card.

    This way, I could focus on shopping without any worries.

    Afterwards, without paying any attention to the people around me, I went into the clothing store closest to my current location with Sylvia.

    In the real world, when I was a man, shopping for clothes was all about choosing the right clothes.

    Shopping for clothes now felt like an extension of my character’s look.

    The outfit chosen for me was as follows.

    A black coat that won’t drag!

    Black turtleneck tights and women’s jacket!

    Black skirt and thigh-high band stockings!

    “Silvia, how are you?”

    “…It’s not bad, but why is it all black?”

    “Why? Not so good?”

    “I think it’s too dull because it’s all black.”

    The gloves were also black, so if I had just matched them with the same color… I didn’t think Sylvia would be convinced.

    Shall we have a little fun here?

    “It’s okay if my clothes are dull because my eyes and body shine!”

    “That’s a courageous statement.”

    Sylvia reacted like that and did not deny my words more actively.

    However, he recommended adding a belt to my current outfit.

    “Belt? Where….”

    Following Sylvia’s recommendation, I started looking for a suitable belt.

    But there was one belt that immediately caught my eye.

    The color was of course black, but the decoration on the belt was shaped like a bat.

    ‘Oh, this totally looks like a Batman belt?’

    If I became an official problem solver and became famous later, I thought it would be a good idea to create a searchlight that would call me like a bat signal.

    “Silvia, what do you think of this belt?”

    “It’s the same as Chris’ transformation.”

    “…That’s a baby bat?”

    “Wouldn’t it be cute to think of this belt as a baby bat?”

    Why is it that anything connected to me is considered cute?

    In this way, it seemed like he wouldn’t be able to be Batman or even Robin.

    ***

    “Are you really okay with that?”

    “Yes, I’ve already seen it worn.”

    I answered Sylvia’s question briefly… but it seemed like one suit wouldn’t be enough.

    Since I wasn’t short on money, I decided to buy several sets of the same clothes as my current outfit.

    “I think a slightly different color would be okay.”

    “Ah, this is enough.”

    I was trying to take out a card from my Mimic wallet to pay for two or three shopping bags worth of clothes.

    However, Mimic passively resisted my attempts to take out the card.

    ‘what? Are you preventing me from spending money?’

    What good is money if you just earn it and don’t spend it?

    Despite Mimic’s resistance, I quickly took out my card and counted.

    “Your payment has been made.”

    “Oh, not much?”

    In response to my reaction, Sylvia next to me said something.

    “It’s not that he doesn’t make a lot of money, but the money he earns is quite a lot, right?”

    “Is that so?”

    When I put the card back into my wallet, Mimic greedily swallowed it.

    It seemed like he sensed that I had used part of the money, as he looked somewhat downcast.

    “But is Sylvia not allowed to buy clothes?”

    “The clothes I have now are enough.”

    but. I’ve often seen her at home, but it’s not like Sylvia has few clothes.

    “Now that I think about it, our office doesn’t have any uniforms?”

    “Okay. It’s not that I didn’t think about it, but I think it might be ambiguous because everyone has strong personalities.”

    “Is that so?”

    “It’s still small. If the scale grows larger, it is enough to worry about then.”

    hmm. It seemed like Sylvia’s words were correct.

    But since the name is the Blue Heart Office, would the uniform be blue?

    While I was thinking this, Sylvia’s terminal suddenly started ringing.

    “It’s Martin’s call.”

    “Martin?”

    Martin, who was at the bar, wondered what was going on.

    “Yes, Martin. It’s me.”

    The voice coming from beyond the terminal was difficult to hear.

    If you stick close to Sylvia, you should be able to hear it, but I don’t think it’s necessary.

    Sylvia answered Martin a few times and ended the call.

    “What did Martin say?”

    “It looks like a customer came to the bar.”

    “Guest? But are you going to entrust it with a request?”

    “No, I’m not a customer of the office, I think I’m a customer of yours, Chris.”

    My guests?! Something doesn’t feel right…

    Despite feeling anxious, Sylvia and I decided to finish our shopping here today.

    I don’t think there’s any need to keep the customer waiting for me at the bar waiting.

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