Guild President Jereminias, the chief executive of the Adventurer's Guild in the Empire, is a forty-eight-year-old tiger man with an unusual background.
　At the age of 15, he was drafted into the army, as were his friends from his village, and was officially recruited as a knight, and at the age of 22 he rose to become the second in command of the Empire's pride and joy, the second in command of the Knights of the Empire.
　He was later involved in the creation of the guild of adventurers under the leadership of the Emperor, and became the second president of the guild.
　His name, "Tyrannical Tiger of Thunder", is one of the most courageous names in the Empire, and abroad he is considered to be on a par with generals and magic chiefs.
　However, Jereminias himself regretted becoming the Guild President.

''It's not the kind of thing you can be in charge of,'' he said. You're on paperwork every day. Boring.

　The Torahman's female secretary, who is standing nearby, asks him, "Why didn't you see that coming?

'Why didn't you see this coming?　The Chancellor used to be the Deputy Chief of the Zweiloth, didn't he?

　Zweiloth is the name of the Empire's pride of knighthood.
　A handful of elites are able to become the second-in-command of the Order in the Empire, which shows Jereminias' ability.

I've been told that the Knights have paperwork to do at the executive level, and they gave me a second-in-command who's good at that. And it wasn't all paperwork like this.

　He explains and laments that.
　In fact, the then Knight General, who took into account his character and fighting prowess, had been working behind the scenes to keep him from getting busy with paperwork.
　He wasn't stupid, but he wasn't good at thinking deeply, and it hadn't occurred to him to do so.
　The female secretary noticed, but that didn't change anything about the situation.

'The same goes for the increase in demons and raids using transference. If I left, the conversation would be quicker, and we could avoid being left in the care of ...... eight gods of glory.

　Yereminias was confident that the Yereminias would not be lagging behind a horde of ogres and gargoyles.
　That was probably true, the secretary admitted, but unfortunately, it was still a fragile organization that would have its own glitches if the Guild President was away from his duties for long periods of time.

''Are the lords also serious about defending their territory? It seems that the reason we were able to control the damage in each area is not just because of the Eight Goddesses' warriors, either.''

　Quickly reading and confirming the information from the various branches of the Adventurer's Guild, Yereminias felt a little relieved.
　Although the Eight Divine Brilliance is the Empire's proudest strength, and perhaps the strongest group in the world, it shouldn't be too much of a rubbish.
　The imperial knights are also strong, but there are not that many of each knight group as they are all elite.

If you're not that satisfied, why don't you prepare someone to take over for you?　As long as you can provide a substitute, I don't think they'll object, do you?

　The secretary recommended.
　Even the top brass of the Empire has doubts about whether it's really the right personnel to keep the powerful force of Jereminias tied up in paperwork.
　So her prediction that as long as they can find personnel who can properly fill in the holes, there won't be strong opposition, is not wrong.
　However, there's the problem of not having a replacement.

'But who would?　Sometimes it's the guy who can unite the adventurers and silence the self-righteous aristocrats with a single glance. I'd love to be introduced to you.

　Yereminias' words were filled with sincerity.

''...... If you have the paperwork skills to match them, I can only think of Lady Vilhemina of the Eight Divine Light,''

I can't!

　He dismisses the secretary's suggestion with his light blue eyes peeled back.

'He could silence the habituals and the selfish aristocrats, and he'd do his job. But it's out of the question!'

Why?

　The secretary looked really dubious about his reaction.

(Okay, this guy doesn't know.)

　Jereminias realizes.
　He said that Villehemina has even a doubtful section of loyalty to the empire and the royal family.
　Her respect and loyalty is solely to Bartolomeus.
　It would be nice if she at least made an effort to hide it, but there was no way she could be trusted.
　She is recognized as a member of the Eight Divine Brilliance because her trust in the Emperor and Bartolomeus is unwavering.
　Contrary to her rough exterior and sketchy personality, Yereminias is very loyal to her homeland and the Emperor.
　There was no way he could have any goodwill, if not hostility, towards a female elf who seemed to be disrespectful to the royal family.

(But how to explain it?)

　He is lost in his choice of words to utter to solve his secretary's questions.
　Vilhemina is immensely popular with the women in the Empire because of her beauty and overwhelming strength.
　The popularity of the men is no less ridiculous.
　Many said that her unparalleled beauty and cold gaze were irresistible.
　He believes that if the national popularity ranking were to be carried out, the first place would be contested by the emperor and Bartolomeus, and Wilhemina would come next.
　Anything careless about Vilhemina would send his favorability ratings plummeting.
　Yereminias was convinced of that.

''Isn't it more of a loss than I am, with Akira Yagami (Levatein) being so busy with paperwork?

I suppose that's true, come to think of it.

　His painful words are accepted with surprising ease.
　It's not that he doesn't have a sense of regret, but his reverence for Yagamiaki is even stronger than that.
　He had a history of asking all Yagamiaki to join hands with him, and he had been completely defeated by all of them.
　It was amazing and satisfying to see that there were higher-ups in the world.

''Hands, I'm stopping,''

Huh.

　The secretary points out that Jereminias is once again on hand.
　A young human woman comes in as an intermediary.

'Yes, sir? You have a visitor. Hi, the God of Light War is here.

Oh, excuse me.

　Unlike her, who was stiff with nervousness, Yereminias replied with a relaxed expression.

''Ha, yes.''

　When he glanced at her, the secretary woman was also faintly nervous.

'Is she that nervous?'

Because he's the God of Light, the God of War.

　Her voice was shaky.
　It felt awful to talk to her any longer, but as Yereminias, he had no choice but to ask her.

'That's fine, but could you get us both a cup of tea?

Okay. I'm home.

　With a flurry of movements that are not typical of a secretary, she goes to make a cup of tea.

(Well, it's unavoidable.)

　Bartholomeus, the God of Light's God of War, was said to be the strongest of the Eight Divine Brilliance, and his strength and enigmatic size made him as popular as the current emperor.
　The young ladies would have mixed emotions.

(But what do you want?)

　His visit is rather abrupt, which is always the case, but I don't know the reason for this visit.
　It would be accurate to say that I have too many in mind to narrow it down.

Excuse me.

　And then a man in a brown hooded robe and a white mask opens the door.
　The voice is high and inorganic due to witchcraft, but Jereminias knows it's a man inside.

'Welcome,'

　He got up and walked to the door, greeting the God of Light's warrior with unadorned words.