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Glenn had learned before that everything in the world moves along a kind of balanced flow, and he thought that now was a good time to prove that. The madness that had been flowing until just a moment ago was ended in an instant by the appearance of one person.

The saint came to see him as promised.

The traces of erecting a pillar and preparing firewood in the middle of the guild were all cleaned up, and people were back at their tables, sharing drinks, receiving requests at the counter, checking the rewards for completing requests, or checking requests on the bulletin board.

And, some were now peeking at Glenn’s seat. Even if they pretended not to, Glenn could see it all. Some were just staring at him without any intention of hiding it. No, I understand the feeling.

It’s too obvious. It’s going to blow a hole in my face. Not my face, but the face of the woman in front of me.

Yes. The one who sorted out the situation was none other than the one who had thrown Glenn into chaos for the past three days, Saint Milicia Airgrants.

According to her words, this person, who will become a saint (former) in 47 days, asked to join Glenn with a gentle smile, and Glenn thanked her for sorting out the situation and guided her to his seat.

“Good night, Saint.”

“Oh, yes. Glenn. Thank you so much yesterday. It was actually the first time for me to be comforted like that.”

Oh, damn it. Glenn felt frustrated, even though he was grateful for those innocent words. The reason he felt frustrated was becoming a reality. The people around him, the rats with the sharp ears, started to murmur.

“Thank you…?”

“First…first…?”

“Up…?

The atmosphere became increasingly violent. Some of them even took out their weapons. Wait a minute, you are one of the ones taking out your weapons! You didn’t even pay attention when the chaos started a little while ago!

“Who, this is a natural thing for a woman who is shedding tears. How about we move for now? I don’t think the details of the request should be leaked. ”

“Oh, yes. I will do that. First, I would like to report on the assignment you gave me. ”

“What do you mean by reporting on the assignment?”

Glenn understood her words in an instant. Yes. Before they parted ways yesterday, while coordinating the details of the request, he had given the saint a task. It was surprisingly simple.

Declaration of war.

He goes to the lustful Operschiffel and boldly declares that he will fight.

It didn’t end with just today. Tomorrow, he would visit Opperspelle with different content, and the next day, and the day after that, he would repeat this, burdening him mentally. The purpose of all these actions was only one: to gain the upper hand.

‘At the same time, by declaring it so confidently, it helps to keep your mind in check until the end. Even if some might say it’s a bluff.’

Of course, Glenn had his own ulterior motives. Anyway, the saintess told him that she had carried out the task he had given her with some doubts, but with certainty.

“As Glenn said, when I confidently declared it, Operspelle’s face looked quite…unhappy. I think he was shocked. The people around him also reacted as if they didn’t know they would hear such words.”

“It’s a good sign. They probably never imagined that a saint would bravely step into battle. That’s why they couldn’t hide their embarrassment. Perhaps, if you continue to stand in front of them, their embarrassment will turn into fear. They will feel a great sense of fear, as they were confident of victory. ”

“What do you mean by fear?”

Glenn smiled at the saint’s question. Suddenly, his hand went up on its own and fiddled with the frame of his glasses.

“It’s the fear that ‘we might lose’. It’s a wonderful thought that digs into the gaps in our hearts.”

“I see. So you’re saying it creates anxiety.”

As expected. Since they were both avid readers, the saintess understood Glenn’s words in an instant. Then, we should stop the short conversation here and move on. Should I consult with the saintess or…

“Hey, hey, hey. Glen, Glen, Glen!”

“Oh my gosh, that’s a surprise!”

“Oh my god.”

Just as Glen was about to think, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

When I turned around with a slight frown, there were more than one or two people. Grimes, Tiller, Meni, Syca, and even Montaro, who had almost cornered Glenn.

What the heck, an All-Star team? Why are you all here? Grimes shook his shoulder with a desperate look on her face, Tiller and Meny were almost smitten by the saint, and Cyka was frowning at the saint, Glenn, Tiller, and Mendy. Montaro… had a solemn face. And opened his mouth.

“Hmm, death penalty!”

“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“Shut up, Montaro! Glenn…you, Emma. When did you become so close to the Saintess that you could chat like this!”

“Look at this kid. He just got into a fight about going to the saint’s mansion and not going back, so why are you so surprised? Let me say it again, Milishia is my client. Why are you asking me that all of a sudden? Seriously.”

“Mi, Milishia…you called my name.”

“Wow, that’s amazing. Sir, you’ve already done that much…”

Tiller and Saika’s voices were heard. Ha, well. Even though they had given permission, it was still a huge deal to call the saint’s name without permission. However, Grimes did not seem convinced at all.

“No, no, no! But this is not it!”

Grimes, who had been like a judge from earlier, was completely destroyed, and was talking nonsense like a neighborhood uncle who had come to drink. It was typical of Grimes, but at the same time, his appearance tickled Glenn’s sharp senses. What the hell is this kid talking about, standing next to me? It was very unsettling. And as soon as Grimes’ long sentences came out, his anxiety became a reality.

“No, but! You must have noticed already! It was more like a play, mixing a little bit of fiction with fact, right? Right? Right! It was so out of touch with reality! The judge, the prosecutor, the lawyer! Well, the wood and the pillars are real, but…anyway! We, you know, huh? We never dreamed that you would really, huh? Take the saint’s request, huh? And be all cheerful and hahahoho! And have the saint come visit you, huh? Hugging at the same table, huh? Laughing and chatting with each other, huh? That’s right. Isn’t that right? That’s what everyone says! That’s what everyone says! That’s what you say, Glenn! Our, huh, those things! Those delusions! You can’t help but think…that, huh? That it might be reality, no, you can’t help but think that it is reality. Huh? You crawled into the saintess’s mansion, had dinner with her and said ‘Ah~ang’ to each other, and succeeded in seducing her to the point where she said ‘Please call me by my name’! That’s the most surprising and unbelievable thing! And then you entered the saintess’ room and did the secret things that a man and a woman in love can do… Kkaaaak! ”

“I’ll touch you properly today.”

“Oh my gosh, I’m going to die. If I keep doing that!”

“Uncle Glen, hold on!”

Of course, Grimes was punished with a scream, unable to finish talking. The punishment was nothing more than three powerful chops to the face, especially the forehead. Even with that, Grimes rolled on the floor in agony as if his head was split in half.

It was a powerful punishment that even the saintess looked slightly surprised. Unlike those around her who were surprised, Glenn, who took action, was calm.

“Don’t bother me and get out of here quickly. I’m not playing right now, I’m working. Didn’t you learn to interrupt adventurers’ work? Especially those three, Tiller, and Meni Saika, who are supposed to be exterminating slimes today. Is it okay for you to just stay in the guild like this?”

When Glen pointed out what he had heard from the three people yesterday, the three flinched.

“Oh, that, that’s right.”

“Oh my, I have to leave behind the lilies that bloomed so beautifully.”

“I can’t help it. See you later, mister. Have a good time.”

Tiller, Mendy, and Saika slowly moved away from Glenn. And Montaro… disappeared. Along with Grimes. Looking over there, it seemed like they had taken him to a corner to check on Grimes’ body(?).

“Hmm, no answer. Is it a corpse? ”

“Eww…Have you seen a talking corpse? Eww…”

“Hmm. Judging from the answer, it looks like a zombie. And it doesn’t have the ability to reproduce.”

“What, what? Inspector…”

You’re really fucking annoying. Glenn sighed and focused on the saint in front of him again. The saint had a slightly embarrassed look on her face. Did I make too much noise?

“I’m sorry, Saintess. I’ve caused trouble to my companions and adventurers.”

“Oh, no, Glenn. But…is your colleague okay?”

“I’ve been hit with worse than this and it was fine. For now, think of it as a kind of fun play…for the atmosphere. ”

The play is sick, isn’t this a true story! Grimes muttered in the corner after hearing Glenn’s words, but he ignored her.

“Rather than that, Saintess, would you like to move? According to the request, we don’t have much time, so it seems like we should proceed with the training as planned right away.”

“Oh, yes. Where are you thinking of going?”

“I have a place in mind. It’s the best place for training.”

Although Glenn himself had never used it, it was clearly the perfect place for novice adventurers to train. At least from Glenn’s perspective.

‘More than anything, here… I don’t think I can talk about what happened last night.’

The two carefully got up and moved. Glenn told them about the place and Milicia agreed to go there. On the way out, there were several instances where new adventurers in the guild noticed the presence of the saint and were surprised. It was an incident that had to be familiar to those who were with the saint.

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“Huh? You said there was an attack?”

“Yes. They are probably those who received the orders of Opershpel. Before going to the training ground, I plan to first visit the guards who handed over those two people. ”

As soon as they got outside, Glenn told Milicia about the assassination in a small voice.

As soon as she came outside, the saint put on her hood, which hid her presence, but it was difficult to completely hide the light that her beauty radiated. Anyway, as expected, Milicia was surprised and her expression became tinged with guilt.

This is true. Militia probably anticipated this. There could be some kind of scheme to interfere with her. However, she would never have dreamed that they would attack Glenn just for the sole reason of providing ‘help’.

“Mr. Glenn. I…”

“I won’t accept any apologies. First of all, I don’t really care much myself, and the moment I received your request, I already made up my mind.”

Although he had been alone and talking nonsense last night, Glenn was different this morning. He had regained some of his sense of adventure.

It was natural. Up until now, I had been absorbed in my hobbies and had been moving as my heart desired, but from now on, I must move around the saintess who is my client. I must calculate and move everything to solve the saintess’s request. This is Glenn’s idea as an adventurer, and it must be done that way.

“Okay, Glenn. I won’t apologize. But, if that’s the case… how about telling them that I sent an assassin to you when I visit the Opperspelle tomorrow morning? Without resorting to such petty tactics, without sending out a proxy, something like that.”

Ah, as expected, the saintess has something to say. The saintess nodded and slowly erased her guilt, making a new suggestion. Glenn tried to suppress the smile of joy that came to his lips, hesitated for a moment, and then answered.

“Hmm. Not bad. But I think it would be better to visit the guard post and get evidence that the two received the order from Operspelle before doing so. ”

“I see. Glenn is right. If there is no evidence, it might be counterattacked. But, it really is annoying. They are trying to kill you instead of me.”

“Well, I guess assigning two worthless assassins to a golden adventurer isn’t a very wise idea.”

Adventurers basically know how to protect themselves. Especially in the case of high-level adventurers, there are many who have been involved in big things and have often had their lives threatened by those who have a grudge.

However, assassins are not professionals in assassination or combat. High-level adventurers with trained senses were never easily surprised by such attacks unless they let their guard down. Some adventurers even completely blocked surprise attacks with new self-defense techniques. Especially for a martial artist like Glenn, whose senses were finely trained, surprise attacks meant nothing. He could detect even the slightest murderous intent and pinpoint the exact location. If the assassin was exposed, what use was a surprise attack?

“You’ve arrived.”

The two walked for a while, talking, and arrived in front of the Capital Guard. To be exact, it was the Capital Guard Eastern Branch, the closest place to the guild. It was also the place where Glenn had handed over the two assassins.

A man who had been sleeping in front of the guard woke up when he noticed Glenn approaching. Now that I looked, it was the man who had been standing in front of the guard since yesterday. Sad, 24-hour duty.

“Haam. You’re the adventurer from yesterday. What brought you…what?”

The man looked at Glen with a dull face, then noticed the woman next to Glen and his face widened in a sleepy manner. Although he covered her with a hood, it was difficult to hide the presence of her incredible beauty. He would notice her even if he looked just a little closer. The guard eventually raised his right hand and grabbed her cheek. Ouch! This isn’t a dream? This is reality?

“Hello. Thank you for your hard work.”

“I hope you are well.”

“Oh, yes. Yep! Hello, how are you? You beautiful person and…companion!”

You bit your tongue, Emma. Glenn almost laughed, but tried to hold it back. Yes, I understand. It wouldn’t be a problem if the most beautiful woman you’d ever meet in your life, the highest-ranking priestess in the country, Saint Milicia, came to visit. Glenn stated his business in order to make him feel comfortable quickly rather than torment him further.

“I came here to get information about those two assassins who were investigated yesterday. Can I come in?”

“Huh? Oh, yesterday…yeah. Go in!”

With a face as if his soul was about to leave, he opened the door for the two, almost forgetting his position as a guard at the entrance to the guardhouse. He opened the main door in a hurry, occasionally glancing at the saintess. The guardhouse main door was easy to get out from the inside, but to get in from the outside, the guard had to take special steps to open it. They had to remove the lock, knock on the floor in a peculiar way, and pull and push something on the wall. Glenn had no interest in the guardhouse, so he just went in with the saintess through the open door.