Chapter8. Gently scratch the inside. (3)
If I leave this tavern, people will probably follow me. You might be wondering how I found out I had that disease.
Of course, I intended to answer that question. Another way.
“Well, if you put it that way, I can’t do it.”
I raised both hands and pretended to lose. She slipped her wrist away, leaving the woman free.
“But this isn’t the only business.”
As he said that, he stretched out his hand towards the table.
Bring all the utensils that were pointing in the opposite direction towards me. Then he scratched the edge of the plate and looked at the woman.
“I want to talk to the boss.”
The woman’s expression changed.
This was because my actions just now were the gestures I make when I want to make a request to this guild.
The woman’s bright blue eyes looked at me closely with a different expression than before.
“I see.”
The tone of her voice changed slightly.
“The boss is over there.”
The woman raised her free hand and pointed to the counter. The boss, who was counting money there, gave me a sharp look.
“Speak with me, sir.”
I snorted loudly as if it was absurd.
“Didn’t you hear me? I said I was talking to the boss.”
“Yes, so over there….”
“You’re the boss, Elice.”
There was an eerie silence inside the tavern.
Of the three people who stood frozen for a moment, the first to move was the counter owner.
Wedge!
A dagger, which I don’t know when it was taken out, flew towards me. However, Dagger could not reach his destination and had to end his journey midway.
Clink!
By the glass of water I suddenly threw away.
“-!”
The eyes of the three people inside the tavern widened.
Unlike the two people who visibly expressed surprise, the man at the counter showed his emotions simply by wriggling his eyebrows.
However, that doesn’t mean he’s the boss.
“Is suddenly throwing a weapon at a customer a welcome sign from the Vendetta Guild?”
I asked the woman standing stiffly in front of me.
The middle-aged clerk and her seemingly helpless appearance make the woman seem like an unimportant character.
Many people who came here thought she was not a big deal, and went into the back room to settle business with the man at the counter.
But he wasn’t the real boss. The owner of this tavern, or more specifically the Vendetta Guild, is Elice here.
It was a woman staring at me with a hard face.
“…….”
There was silence in the tavern.
Before I knew it, the clerk was approaching me with a dagger out, and the boss was looking at me from the counter with his shoulders tense.
Everyone was looking at Elice and waiting for her orders.
“Whew.”
With a low sigh, Elise relaxed her stiff body.
“That one really.”
Elice’s voice changed little by little.
“You know quite a lot.”
From a low tone that a middle-aged woman would make, to that of a young girl.
“I guess you did some background research on me?”
Her voice, which finally changed, was as refreshing as a marble rolling around.
I smiled bitterly.
“Do you feel like having a conversation now?”
“well.”
Elise answered calmly and sat down on the chair.
“Women don’t like men who bring up their private parts in front of their faces.”
“But it wasn’t your choice, right? So it’s not something to consider as a nuisance.”
I gazed intently into her blue eyes.
“Besides, your eyes are still beautiful.”
“…….”
Elise glared at me, biting her lip gently. She seemed to think I was still joking.
Vivid eyes that do not match the wrinkled face at all.
It made me realize that her actual age was really in her 20s.
“Stop joking and just talk about work.”
Elise pointed to the chair across from her as if to sit down. I pointed to the man next to me with my chin.
“If you holster your weapon.”
“Dexter.”
Let’s call Elise’s name as if commanding,
“Tsk.”
The clerk, Dexter, clicked his tongue loudly and put the dagger in his arms.
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“Are you done now?”
“no.”
I giggled and shook my head.
“Tell him to put all the memorization he has in his hand.”
As I spoke, my gaze was directed at the man at the counter.
“-!”
The man standing at the counter froze in shock. He looked at Elice and asked for an answer with his eyes.
“……William.”
When Elice called his name, William swallowed a small sigh. His arms moved slightly.
Sweet.
The sound of metal scraping against my hand passed through my ears.
A sound that an ordinary human would never hear. However, my extremely enhanced hearing was sensitive to this.
There is probably no one who has more complete control over this space than me.
“good.”
Only after feeling that both men’s fighting spirit had completely disappeared did I cast my gaze towards Elice.
“First of all, could you please reveal your identity?”
Elise tilted her head slightly. The blue eyes shone coldly under the raised eyelids.
Certainly, if it weren’t for the wrinkles all over her face, she would be quite a striking beauty.
‘Melina, you’re much better than that kid.’
To be honest, this is my preference.
Oh, that doesn’t mean I have a preference for older men. Because the taste I’m talking about is different.
I responded leisurely.
“Since when did you become so friendly with the client?”
“Well, actually, I don’t care who the client is.”
Elise answered, smoothing the tips of her fingernails.
“But it’s a different story if the client knows too much about me.”
“okay?”
I lifted my robe slightly. Elice’s eyes looked towards the tip of my exposed chin.
My lips moved while keeping her eyes focused.
“Then why don’t you guess? Who am I?”
“Hmm.”
Elise gently lowered her eyes. She rested her chin as if lost in thought.
“Looking at him, he has a young voice and a pretty handsome face.”
“…….”
“It looks like he knows how to use a sword, and the clothes he’s wearing are made of high-quality fabric that can only be found in the central region.”
I nodded as if telling me to continue.
“Judging by his demeanor and manner of speech… he appears to have received an advanced education. Judging by his age, he must be the son of a certain family.”
Oh, that’s pretty cool.
Elice was getting closer to the correct answer faster than expected.
“But the way you speak has a bit of a western accent. If you’re coming up to the capital around this time….”
I looked interested and raised the corners of my lips.
“……A knight belonging to the Ovest Knights?”
“…….”
My lips were pressed straight together.
Damn, that’s right. No one would think that the bastard of the Obest family would come up to the capital with his father’s seal.
I spoke with a face that suddenly lost interest.
“Okay, let’s talk about the request.”
“No, so my guess is correct? You have to tell me that.”
“Is that important now? The request is important.”
Elise seemed taken aback by my response and burst into laughter.
“I’ve been running a guild for several years, but this is the first time I’ve seen anyone like a customer.”
“I hear that a lot.”
“So, you’re not going to tell me how you know about me?”
It appeared in the original.
I looked at Elice’s face, which seemed a little distressed.
I was curious how she would react if I told her I saw you in the original.
Well, there is no need to say it. It’s not something she can understand.
So I just changed the conversation.
“You will find out naturally when this story is over.”
“It’s difficult, really.”
Elise nervously stroked her hair.
The hair, which was originally supposed to be bright blonde, had become silvery blonde mixed with bleached hair.
“But… I can’t deny that I have bigger questions.”
Elice raised both hands as if she had raised both hands and feet.
“I lost. Please tell me more about the request.”
“But what I’m trying to do is not a request.”
Elise looked bewildered at my words.
“Then what are we talking about so far?”
“Exactly,”
I parted my lips and let out a soft voice.
“I want to have a Vendetta guild.”
There was silence again in the tavern for a moment. This time it was a different silence than before.
Dexter, who was standing stiffly and blinking, muttered.
“Fully turned….”
pop!
He couldn’t finish his sentence. Because I threw the fork off the table and broke the bottle next to him.
Fragments of the glass bottle shattered and scattered in all directions. The alcohol and glass fragments inside were scattered everywhere.
“Ugh!”
Dexter closed his mouth and hurriedly stepped aside. He looked back at me as if he was tired of it.
“What power….”
He seemed to understand that breaking a liquor bottle with a loud popping sound is usually impossible with strong force.
I looked at him and smiled coolly.
“The employees are foul-mouthed.”
Elise frowned.
“Please understand. This is the first time something like this has happened.”
“In this case? Is it possible to be so peaceful while in a guild?”
“That’s not what I meant.”
Elice sighed loudly.
“There have been many cases where people come and cause trouble. But this is the first time I’ve seen someone say such an absurd thing.”
After speaking, she gestured toward Dexter. Dexter, understanding what she meant, grumbled and went to get some cleaning supplies.
“But please stop destroying the store’s items. It’s not like you’re asking for everything, right?”
“They attacked first.”
“Ha, anyway.”
Elice shrugged her shoulders and continued.
“Our guild is not something that can be bought and sold. Since our main product is information, trust among members is important. So to outsiders…”
“Uh huh, let’s not do this among players.”
I felt the need to be more direct.
“The Mare Guild also has a separate actual owner.”
“…You really have high-level information, right? It’s a secret that is quite difficult to obtain.”
“It’s pretty good considering it came from the western territory, right?”
When I took another drink, Eliche closed her mouth. She cleared her throat, hmm, realizing that I had confirmed some of her own guesses.
“So what you’re saying is that you want to own our guild like that owner.”
“okay.”
Mare Guild.
A place with branches all over the empire, where it is said that anything that happens in any territory falls into the hands of the guild leader in just one day.
The guild leader of this guild, which is like a huge blood vessel encompassing the empire, is known to be an old man.
However, even he is actually just running this guild on behalf of the owner.
‘The actual owner is Cain’s father, Carlo Sud Ardante.’
He used his enormous wealth to grow the Mare Guild, obtained a lot of information, and manipulated the empire to his heart’s content.
‘There’s nothing I can’t do, right?’
Vendetta Guild.
I planned to raise this guild to be able to compete with the Mare guild.
“however.”
Elise, who was thinking deeply about what I said, opened her mouth.
“What are you planning to do with our guild?”
fantasy,
