After Tsutomu joined the group, Camille took the lead in confirming each person's abilities and so on. Most of the total of twenty-five guild staff gathered here were of a high level of level seventy, and although not as well known as Garum and Amy, they were all talented individuals.

　The job composition was very heavy on attackers, with fifteen attackers, six tanks and four healers. Tsutomu thought about the line of unique skills and was allowed to check the status of all of them and spoke with each of them.


''It's been a while. Tsutomu-san.''
'Oh!　It's been a while!


　The deputy guild leader, who was exuding a good-natured atmosphere, lifted his plump cheeks in a happy manner. He had also joined this group of members because he too had reached the 70th level with the job of a Spiritual Master.

　After that, by the time Tsutomu had grasped everyone's skills and status, each clan's face-to-face meeting was over, and the area was getting dark, so it was decided to disperse. However, the representatives of each of them were going to have a meeting afterwards, so Camille went to the nobleman's residence.

　Tsutomu was unsure of what to do afterwards when Amy invited him to join the guild members for a meal at the Stampede. As a group, we entered a nearby public bar, which was empty due to the Stampede, so we were easily let in.

　At first, everyone sat down to eat and drink in a respectful manner, but when the drinks came around, everyone began to move around freely.


'This guy, he was sulking because Tsutomu kept coming to me.
I'm not sulking.
Haha.....


　The man at the skin-headed reception desk walked over to Tsutomu's seat and said so, and the beautiful receptionist diagonally in front of him gulped down her drink with a clear face. Tsutomu was surprised when he heard that the woman was also a 70-level ash mage. I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one.

　The ash mage is a job that is somewhere between a white mage and a black mage, and is often treated as poor dexterity. However, it's not completely degraded because it has its own skills that can be used once by copying the magic skills released by its allies. In addition, he can use the holy attribute skills as well as other magic skills, allowing him to unleash many attribute attacks, making it easier for him to exploit a monster's weaknesses.

　In addition to ash mages, there were many other guild staff members who had reached the seventy level in a small number of minor jobs, such as sorcerers, praying masters, spirit masters, hunters, and magesmiths. Of course, there were those with safe jobs such as swordsman and fist fighter, but half of them were minor jobbers.

　This is a guild that has many of the best minor jobbers in the guild. It was interesting to listen to the stories of those people, which differed from the game in many ways, but the one that Tsutomu was most interested in was the prayer warrior.

　Prayers were a healer profession that could be compared to white mages, and Tsutomu was very interested in their operation. Although he had spoken a little at the earlier gathering, Tsutomu was not satisfied with it. So, by all means, I approached him with my nose in the air in order to hear what he had to say, but the essential prayer warrior wanted to keep his distance from Tsutomu.


'How do you spin your prayers?　Ah, but it seems to take a great deal of chanting time and such........ What do you think?
..........


　The prayer woman shrank back from Tsutomu's questioning. The woman was originally unsure of her own face and introverted, so it had been a long time since she had dealt with a man who was so gruff.


'Hey, Tsutomu!　Don't bully me!
'No, I didn't mean...'


　And when Amy found it, she was blamed for it. When Amy stood up to defend the woman who was praying for her, Tsutomu was shaken up and eventually shunned.

　Tsutomu had no choice, so he returned to his seat and began to talk to the others. I'm sure you'll be able to find a lot more information on the way to get the most out of this article.

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're going to do with it. This is why the guild members often gathered at Tsutomu's table.


'How did Tsutomu drop Amy?'
What do you mean you dropped it? Dropped it?


　The receptionist, seated in front of her, gives Tsutomu a mischievous sink-eye. When Tsutomu said in excuse, she giggled after she finished her drink.


''No, I wouldn't have thought of that girl forming a PT six months ago,''
Oh, really?
Oh, you don't know?　That's because I used to be abrasive.......and I hated explorers who formed a PT, you know?


　The brown-haired receptionist let out a sigh and tipped her empty glass. Her mouth dropped open as Tsutomu picked up the bottle of liquor and poured it into the glass.


'Amy's clan disbanded without defeating the shell club, but the way it broke up was kind of tasteless. That was, like, a pseudo-dissolution.
"Pseudo-disbanding?
'So after disbanding the clan, the members of the clan got rid of Amy and started the clan again. When Amy found out about it, there was a violent incident in the guild, and it was very rough after that. It was pretty rough after that.
Wow. I can't imagine.


　Live dungeons!　But since there have been cases of such clan crises, Tsutomu nodded as if he was used to them. Then the receptionist quickly approached Tsutomu.


That's right. I can't imagine it. I'm sure you'll be able to find out what I'm talking about, but I'm not sure. What the hell did you do?
'Hmm. I didn't do anything in particular. I just conquered a normal shell club.
We don't have to lie. Now, spit it out!　How did he drop Amy!　Come on, come on!
Who did you drop?
Ow!


　Amy's chops exploded behind the receptionist's head and she held her head painfully. Amy seemed quite drunk as she continued to writhe the receptionist with both fists on her head with both fists groping and making the receptionist writhe. Tsutomu left quickly as the receptionist was being entangled.


　--Oooh--


　Representatives of each organization begin to trickle into the large mansion that exists in the center of the labyrinth city - the nobleman's mansion. Then they all gather in a huge conference room. Each representative begins to sit at a round table in front of them.

　Leon, Luke, Alma, Camille, and Bruno, who has the unique skill of muscle armor (Muscle Body), from the guard corps. From the nobleman's private army, an elderly man named Melcho, who has won an astonishing ten consecutive championships in a large martial arts tournament, sat down in his seat, even as he pompously tapped his hip.

　And from the Red Devil's group, Alma took the place of the clan leader. Alma is largely thanks to her black cane, but she's become famous in the last few months, and moreover, she's a show-off. So, as a result of her pleading with the clan leader, she was going to be in charge of this place.

　Alma fidgeted and looked at the celebrities around her. The other representatives were looking at it with a smile.


(d*mn you, Weiss. I didn't think you were coming. Good grief. What a bother.)


　When Melcho, the representative of the nobleman's private army corps, saw such a figure of Alma, he called the person who was waiting behind him and began to speak in a whisper about something. Since Melcho had been informed of the character of the woman called Alma, he had the contents of the documents already prepared changed in a hurry.

　In the meantime, the maid brought the tea and placed it on the table to connect the place. Melcho drank the tea and then used her fingers to stretch out the wrinkles around her eyes.

　Melcho coughed as he finished preparing the papers when everyone had finished their tea and took a breath.


Well then, let's get the meeting going. But there is not much to decide. First of all, which group will take down which dragon.


　Melcho gave a look to those behind him, and they began to distribute a document to each of the representatives. It described the characteristics of the dragons Leon had seen in the field and the information Tsutomu had provided. Melcho stroked the magnificent white beard under his nose and held the document in one hand as he stared at it.


I've assigned the dragons based on this information, but if you have any objections, please let me know.
Do you have a minute?


　The first to react to Melcho's words was the Red Devil's representative, Alma. She continued to speak while pointing at the documents.


''Why do we have two fire dragons?　The Red Demons can deal with other dragons too, right?


　The current allocation is four fire dragons for Aldoret Crow and two for Red Demon. There is no golden investigation. The guild is a black dragon and an ice dragon. The guards are one lightning dragon. The nobleman's private army will take out the remaining two ice dragons and one black dragon. Alma seemed to be dissatisfied with the division.


(The spirited little girl. You're a spirited little girl. For forcing me to do something troublesome.)


　Melcho turned to the patchy-eyed Alma while inwardly blaming Weiss, the clan leader of the Red Demon Clan, inwardly.


''No, it's not possible in terms of numbers. I heard that the Red Demon Clan has ten people.''
It doesn't matter how many people there are. We have me and Weiss to take care of it. ....Perhaps we can handle the ice dragon on our own.
''Then trade your fire dragon for my ice dragon. That should be enough. We have a chance of taking out some of the dragons on the first intercept anyway.
Well, all right.


　Alma nodded at Melcho's suggestion with an appearance of reluctance. He watched Alma's situation with a smile and let out a sigh inwardly. Alma just wants credit for getting her opinion across here. It was a typical psychology that was common among newcomers.

　Originally, she had planned to leave the ice dragon in charge of the Red Demon Squad from the beginning for the sake of compatibility. However, thinking that showing it to Alma first would twist some opinions, Melcho went out of his way to make her change the contents of the document. It's a good thing that you're not going to be able to find a way to make your life easier.

　After taking a glance at Alma, who seemed to have calmed down a bit, Melcho looked around at the representatives to see if there was anything else he could do. Then a slender woman with long red hair raised her hand. It was Camille, the head of the guild.


''The guild also has a proposal. We would like to be in charge of two black dragons here.''
"Hmm.
''I've heard that the black flames breathed by the black dragon can only be extinguished with holy skills or holy water. The guild has a white mage who provided the information about the dragon. If that's the case, I think it would be better for us to take charge of it here.
Yeah. I think it's Tutum.


　He was feted as the lucky one who found the gold treasure chest, and his abilities had been noticed since he had defeated the second fire dragon. And the person with knowledge about the dragon this time was a person named Tsutomu. He was the dragon that attacked Ugaol and the authenticity of that information was guaranteed.

　The fact that he has knowledge of that dragon means that he has definitely experienced the outer labyrinth. It is unlikely that he was hiding in the dungeons alone because he was a white mage, and it is believed that he always belonged to some organization, but we don't know more about him yet.

　I'm not sure if this is the case or not, but I'm sure it's the case that he came from a very remote area, as his identity is still unknown even with the information network of the nobility. Tsutomu's knowledge and strength were expected by the aristocrats as well.


''It's fine. I'll leave the black dragon to the guild. I'm expecting good results.
I'll take care of it.
Isn't there anything else?


　With that, Camille bowed her head. And when Melcho confirmed that there was no opinion this time, he moved on to the next topic of discussion.


The first thing that has to happen is that the dragon will attack first this time, although it won't change that much as far as the warfare about the stampede is concerned. That is the only difference, but well, it's not much different. We'll use the barriers magic of the Babenberg family to catch the dragons with their barrier magic, and then we'll fire a volley of magic and skills. This will at least take away their wings. Then we hit the surviving dragons with our ground troops. That's it.
''Well yes. I don't think it's a problem.
I'll let you catch the dragon.


　Luke nodded and Leon chuckled. Bruno also silently took a pose that emphasized his muscles.


I'm pleased to see you," he said. Everything else is as it should be, as usual. The details are written in these documents, as well as the equipment management. Luke, you might want to take a look at them in particular.
Yes!


　The atmosphere around them is a little more congenial as Luke is looking at the documents with a vigor that looks like he might start humming happily. The unusual stampede is still as festive as ever from their point of view. Since they have faith in the Babenberg family's barrier magic, they don't see any particular anxiety. That was how powerful the barrier magic was.

　As long as there was a divine dungeon, there was an inexhaustible supply of magic stones, so as long as the noblemen didn't die, they could maintain the barrier magic. The anti-aircraft weapons mages and mages were also plentiful, so opposing flying monsters was no problem. And even if you can't defeat the worst of the dragons, there are mages who can call on the capital for help. In the meantime, all the searcher has to do is go into the god's dungeon to supply the magic stones and buy some time.


''Well, that's about all you can do.


　In the end, Melcho left the room with a very sloppy greeting. And the meeting was over.