episode_0122

The saint was persistent even after getting what she wanted.

“Hey, the next interviewees are waiting!”

“Hey, but since we’re working together now, isn’t this okay?”

How dare you hug me!

Just because someone is pretty doesn’t mean they’ll be forgiven!

“Kyaaah! Lund, get that out of here quick!”

“Okay.”

Lund got up from his seat at my cat-like reaction.

“Huh? Wait a minute!”

Even though she was a saint, she couldn’t stand up to Lund, who was taller than an average adult male.

The saintess who was forcibly evicted was later forcibly evicted a second time by Eslock and Lillian.

As I watched her bewildered and helpless appearance, it felt like all the stress I had been feeling disappeared.

“Ah, I should have just asked Lund from the beginning.”

“The church guys are amazing. They call that a saint.”

Oleg also said a word as he watched the saint being dragged away by Eslok, who looked like a giant mole.

“…You shouldn’t have said that in front of the person involved.”

“That’s not polite.”

“Sigh….”

I couldn’t stop myself from sighing. Still, I was glad that I had somehow gotten rid of the trouble of being a saint.

But my frown, which had become as narrow as it could be, showed no sign of opening up.

And then suddenly I felt like my throat was burning.

“Lund, do we have anything to drink?”

“None.”

Heehee. Isn’t that too much?

“You have to meet the next interviewer right away.”

“Ha, I can’t help it. Tell them to come in quickly.”

Fortunately, no interviewer surpassed the saint.

None were more impressive than the pre-Saints’ interviewees, Hendrik, Belova, and Robert.

No, rather, should I say that those three have very strong personalities?

That doesn’t mean they weren’t powerful.

Rather, I would say they are people with solid fundamentals without any protruding parts.

Sometimes, we need those kind of stable people.

The interview was finally over after a full five hours from the time it began.

Silvia’s side, where the saint had not intervened, seemed to have finished faster than us.

As soon as I left the interview room, Sylvia approached me.

I was going to hug her right away, but before I could, she handed me a vampire blood pack.

“Thank you for your hard work, Chris.”

“Oh!”

It was a welcome item as I was just getting thirsty.

Lund and Oleg… didn’t seem to need blood like I did, and I thought they’d prefer more precious blood.

“Hmm! Hmm hmm.”

“How about sitting somewhere instead of standing and drinking?”

“Hmm!”

I couldn’t answer properly because I was so busy sucking the blood out of the pack.

But for now, I decided to follow Sylvia’s suggestion and settle down in a nearby office chair.

***

“I didn’t know that 5 people would come to our office.”

“That too, with the body of a former saint.”

I shook my head at Sylvia’s words.

But first, I guess I need to explain what was discussed.

He spoke again, putting his lips to the pack.

“Eund! Come on! ”

“…?”

I had asked Lund to explain, but I thought it would be better to just drink all the blood in the pack and then talk to him separately.

But Lund seemed to understand the general nuance and began explaining to Sylvia, Johnny, and Lina.

“I guess I can go back to this appearance.”

“Oleg worked hard too!”

Oleg, who had been in the form of a middle-aged man for half a day, also returned to his original form.

I went from middle age to young adult… but considering my age, maybe my previous appearance would suit me better?

“I guess I’ll call it a day.”

“Going already?”

“I know, I’m quite busy.”

He was the president of the Procaine Association and a member of the anti-lidocaine faction.

It would be stranger if you weren’t busy.

“Thank you for today!”

Lund and I saw Oleg off, and Lund went so far as to have a flying car waiting for his uncle.

“My uncle said he would organize his opinions about the interviewees and deliver them to you later.”

“Hmm. I guess that’s what it means to be a real adult.”

Compared to that, the former saint and current 5th place lacked that kind of taste.

After that, Lund’s explanation began again, and I took advantage of the gap to completely empty one of the blood packs.

“Ugh….”

If only I had my way, I would have taken the elevator right away and gone to my house on the third floor.

But I guess there’s nothing I can do since I have work to do.

“That doesn’t seem like a bad suggestion.”

“Does Sylvia think so?”

“I don’t think there’s any reason not to think so.”

“Is that so?”

To be honest, the idea that the second place winner would become the Sage of the North still sounded like some kind of conspiracy theory.

Is it because the source of the information was a conspiracy theorist character in the number one position?

The saintess was also curious as to how he had obtained that information. Whether it was through the same route as the first person or through a separate information network.

“By the way, how was it over there?”

“Unlike Chris, it went smoothly.”

“We didn’t have any major problems, except for the saint.”

Sylvia nodded and told the interviewers to call it a day and to exchange opinions about each interviewee in the near future.

“Aren’t you going to do it right away?”

“I think this much leeway is necessary.”

“Well, I agree!”

“Then we should go right back.”

As I was about to agree, Johnny and Lina headed straight to the first floor.

Now the two felt like being bartenders was their calling.

“Then we can go to the 3rd floor now.”

“Chris!”

As I was about to leave the office, Sheila, in cat form, shouted from outside the office.

“Sheila! Sheila worked hard too!”

***

Sheila, who took charge of organizing the interviewees’ transportation along with the couple Eslock and Lillian.

The saint’s sudden intrusion could not be prevented, but it was practically a natural disaster.

“Come here.”

“Yes!”

Holding Sheila in my arms, I headed straight for the elevator.

“Sylvia! Lund! Come quickly!”

“Okay.”

Lund’s simple answer was not enough.

Kook. Kook. Kook.

As they kept pressing buttons here and there, Sylvia and Lund quickened their pace.

“Come to think of it, there were people from that company among the interviewees today.”

“If that company is it, is it Manager Gargoyle’s company?”

“Yes, I asked Chris to congratulate him on becoming the 10th ranked problem solver.”

“Hehe, it’s not like I’m good at it or anything.”

No. But since it’s good, should we assume that 6th place recommended it and 1st place showed interest?

It was fortunate that the Bloodline had been the Bloodline since I came to this world.

Because this was Magusfall, a place where it was difficult for anyone with ability and talent to flourish.

If I had been at a mediocre level, I would have ended my life as a low-level problem solver a long time ago.

While I was having useless, gloomy thoughts.

The elevator arrived on the third floor. We got off and headed home.

“Come on, come on in.”

“Yes~”

As Sylvia opened the door, Sheila and I came in first.

Then Sheila and Lund came into the hallway, and it was Lund who closed the door.

“General! Midas!”

I started by calling out the names of people I missed that I hadn’t seen for half a day.

“Chris!”

“Chris!”

Then two people immediately ran out of my room.

The general was a humanoid wearing the suit the lab had given him, and Midas had food stuffed into his mouth.

“Eww! Don’t come!”

“Heeelp.”

Midas began to cry as he embraced the general and rejected himself, without coming any closer.

“Wait a minute!”

I brought something to wipe the guy’s mouth with.

“Eat it cleanly. Why is it buried like this?”

“Can’t you see my face?”

“…Is that so?”

Well, is that true since there’s no one to show me the mirror?

Still, there must have been something you felt at the corner of your mouth.

“Chris, what are you going to do for dinner?”

“Ugh. Okay, I’m done.”

“Huh?”

“I’m just going to sleep today. I’m so tired.”

Of course, Sheila and the General made sure to have dinner with Sylvia.

However, Lund seemed to have no appetite for a different reason than I did.

“Lund, give me a ride.”

“Tara.”

I hugged her as I rode on Lund’s back, feeling so chic and cooperative.

“Arrived.”

I closed my eyes for a moment while I was hugging Lund’s back, and in an instant we arrived at my room.

“Thank you!”

I threw myself on the bed, expressing my gratitude.

Not only was Lund’s back soft, but the bed was also soft and nice.

As I thought about all the things that happened today, I fell asleep without realizing it.

***

The next morning.

I was able to greet the morning by rubbing my eyes to the familiar sound of patties grilling.

Maybe it was because I didn’t eat dinner last night, but my stomach was growling.

Sheila and Janggun reacted to the sound and moved around on the bed. Fortunately, they didn’t wake up.

“Hmm. What, is there anything to eat?”

The living room seemed so spacious to me, as I came out in my pajamas covered in bats.

I wish Lund had carried me on his back like yesterday.

“First, you have to drink blood.”

I drank before going to bed, but it seemed inevitable that I would feel thirsty for blood even after taking a deep breath, as I was a vampire.

After putting out the fire, I took out the cheese that was still in the refrigerator.

I decided to take it out with other suitable ingredients from the fridge and eat it with cheese or spread it on top.

I thrust the square remote control toward the TV screen. Kuk.

As soon as I turned on the news channel, I saw that there was a story about me.

Naturally, there was news that the former saintess and current 5th rank had come to our hideout building.

This is because the 5th place appeared at the scene where the Blue Heart Office was seriously recruiting its subordinates.

Then the news panelists started speculating that the 5th place would be under my control.

What is the mountain?

There’s no way she would do that, and neither would I.

Although she was pretty, she was someone who didn’t match well with me.

“Ah, they’re coming out in a row.”

In addition to the top 5, personal information about the interviewees began to be revealed here and there.

Aren’t those reporters being too strict with their handling of personal information?

Still, looking at it all together, it was a pretty solid lineup.

While I was enjoying a leisurely breakfast watching the news.

Suddenly, a call came into my terminal.

“Huh? Who are you?”

Oh, come to think of it, I forgot to mention the 10th place solver.

Luckily, there was someone I didn’t have to deal with: Sebastian, the manager of the Grove Avenue Supermarket.

“Oh, it’s already like that?”

Sebastian’s side reported that the selection of slaves with bad traits was finished.

As I said before, I informed him that I would bring Midas with me to visit.

“Yes, I will wait.”

“Yeah!”

As soon as I finished the call, I prepared to go out and held Midas, who was quietly sleeping, in my arms.

There’s no need to tell other people.

I thought it would be fine if Midas and I just went there quickly.

No matter how heinous the crime, turning someone alive into gold was an act that made one feel guilty.

That’s why I started rationalizing myself by saying that there are a lot of subordinate forces and a lot of places where money can go.

‘No. Come to think of it, isn’t it true that Midas’s feed costs a lot?’

I was willing to do evil deeds for Midas.

That Gordian guy.

I hope that it was me and not someone else who was lucky enough to have Midas.