Chapter 73 – Ep.73 Smith, a Black Company in Another World
Amela returned to her prefect’s office, leaving her Smith in her own room.
Entering her branch manager’s office, she immediately fell onto her cushioned chair and sat down on her butt.
“Shit. “If even the damned bitches know, then the demons already know.”
Amella put on a serious face that she had never shown to her Smith before, and she sighed deeply.
“… Still, I’m glad the stupid bitch got caught. Damn it.”
An elf, the ruler of the forest, who is called the protector of the forest and is also called the Green Chaos.
Other races more often called such elves by the names “Elf” Or “Canf” Rather than by the racial name “Elf.”
This means that elves are hated by other races.
Currently, all elves live together in a kingdom centered around the Great Forest of Kalan on the western side of the continent, but in the past, they lived scattered across the forests in tribes.
It was because of these past times that elves became at odds with other races.
It is commonly said that it is okay for them to dig up trees and make houses for themselves, but if another tribe tries to cut down trees or damage the forest even a little for their home, they foam at the mouth and rush in, creating a mess.
In addition, it was very common for them to kidnap men from other races whenever they had the opportunity to use them as fertile seedlings.
If elves had not been able to handle magic well, they would have dried up and disappeared long ago, and to this day, elves have been the second-highest number of people to watch out for, next to demons, to other races.
The reason Amela thought Giena was an elf was because she saw that it was a bow and arrow that broke down the wall in the clearing.
If it weren’t for that, Amela wouldn’t have noticed that she was using her magic to disguise herself, and she would have continued to stay in her guild.
For Amela, finding me today was truly fortunate for her and her fellow adventurers.
Amella took out a round saucer and a clear crystal ball from her desk drawer.
She placed the crystal ball down on the desk first, turned the round base over, and tapped the base a few times with her finger.
Only then did she place the crystal ball on her stand and set it down on the desk.
Ugh-
A very low noise came out of the crystal ball along with a soft light.
―Did you resolve the commotion successfully?
A clear voice, slightly girlish, flowed from the crystal ball.
Amela chuckled.
“The wall was broken, but there was no major damage.”
― I don’t know what it is, but seeing as Branch Manager Amela says that, it seems like she has benefited greatly.
“It’s not a material gain, though.”
-Wait a minute. I will prepare a piece of paper to write down.
A bustling sound was heard beyond the crystal ball.
-That’s it.
“The little bitches noticed. Fortunately, it doesn’t seem like they received direct revelation like the temple or us.”
―If those mental patients knew, there is a high possibility that the demons already knew.
“It’s not that high, those bitches probably already noticed. Only then can we understand why the armistice agreement was brought forward by 20 years.”
―… What Branch Manager Amela said is correct. I thought there was a turmoil within the demons because there was a movement to conclude a truce 20 years early, but it seems that wasn’t the case.
“That’s right.”
Ah, Mela and the girl beyond her crystal sphere also sighed softly.
―It gives me a headache to think of mentally ill people and demons in the temple.
“I don’t know about other guys, but you have to completely exclude the eary bitches.”
-Surely. The temple has no intention of uniting and Agatha, the only one who knows the truth, is keeping her mouth shut, so there’s no need to worry. The demons are also the ones who follow the line, so they won’t cause trouble for each other.
“Okay. “Other guys do their best to keep the line, but you little bitches are crazy bitches who have no line.”
-Have you prepared a preparedness plan?
“Ah, I caught a very nice tiger fish.”
-Thank goodness. Even though mental patients are sick, their magic is so sophisticated that it cannot be compared to other races, so I thought it would be a bit of a problem.
“Still, contact other branches and spread the word that you bitches are running around pretending to be humans.”
-Of course. We will distribute this to not only guild branches, but also merchant associations and underworld circles. Those bitches will be objects of caution for them too.
Elves, who do not know when, where, and what they will do, are the object of everyone’s caution.
In particular, merchants and underworld families who dealt with slaves were even more sensitive.
An elf who is fascinated by forests, nature, bows, and men.
If there is an enemy trying to threaten your product, the best solution is to nip it in the bud before it becomes a threat.
When rumors begin to spread that elves have left the Kalan Forest, the underworld and merchant associations will quickly move to report suspicious individuals or investigate and eliminate them on their own.
These two groups are friendly to customers, but extremely ruthless to those who threaten their property.
“Ah. “Have you heard any information about those bitches?”
―There is no information worth paying special attention to. However, after investigating as you informed me at the time, I received a report that some nobles on the Goldias side were making suspicious movements.
“Tsk tsk. Asshole bitches. “It seems like noble women are falling for cults.”
―Didn’t Branch Manager Amela tell you this? It was a plan that they had planned and worked hard on for several years. No matter how noble you are, it would be difficult to withstand the brainwashing of a cult.
“Ha, I’d rather bite my tongue and move on.”
―Branch Manager Amela. I don’t just say things like that. It will all come back to you later.
Amella closed her mouth and cursed with her finger at her crystal ball.
-Reflect.
“Crazy bitch.”
Amela grinned quietly.
A girl in charge of managing and supervising all adventurer guild branches, and the branch president of the capital of the Tullius Empire.
Even though we had known each other for decades, the voice behind the crystal ball was still the same as the girl’s.
A long time ago, a gray-haired girl came to visit her while she was in prison awaiting punishment.
After she was dispatched as the branch leader, she never saw that face again, but hearing her voice like this made Amela know that the girl was still a girl even after all the time had passed. .
“This is the end of the report.”
-Has confirmed. I don’t have anything to offer here. I think I already said everything I wanted to say this morning.
“Yes. “Then the next contact will be after the armistice agreement.”
-Or maybe it will be after the Master returns.
“I hope the captain returns as soon as possible.”
-Hehe. Then we will end communication. I’m rooting for you.
As soon as the girl finished speaking, the light flowing from the crystal ball stopped and returned to its original, ordinary bead.
Amela took off her saucer and crystal ball, put them back in her original drawer, and then lay back in her chair.
“Did you say Giena?”
A keuty guy who is so crazy about bows that he ignores the orders of his elders.
Amela’s eyes, which had been relaxed for a moment, turned sharp.
Amela herself thought that if it had been another elf carrying out the orders of the elders, rather than me, as she was an elf who had flown in here, in the worst case scenario, she would have had Smith kidnapped within a few days.
Unlike cults, the magical power of elves is pure, making it virtually impossible for even temple priests to find elves.
The only people who can find an elf who has disappeared through magic are wizards who use a similar level of magic or are of a higher level than the elf.
And in this city, there was one wizard who could see through the magic of all elves.
A wizard from the empire and former imperial magic tower lord.
Bizelin.
To be exact, those who ascend to the Imperial Mage Tower are called Vizelins.
This is because she is the first imperial magic tower lord, and the name of the person who was given the title of archmage by the first emperor is Vizelin.
But the people of the world.
To be precise, there is a truth that is unknown to all but the past emperors of the Tullian Empire and a few others.
She said that all the Bizelins who rose to the position of Magic Tower Lord were all the same person.
Bizeline Tritannia.
That was her full name and the boundary of information allowed to her.
The one who knows this among the entire adventurer guild is the guild master and the branch leader of the imperial capital who had a conversation through a crystal sphere a while ago. And yourself. There were only three like this.
Of course, the first two people may know a lot more than they do, but I don’t think it’s something of much interest, either in the past or now.
Anyway, that wizard is currently away for a while due to problems with the empire.
That’s why she needed her presence to replace her.
That’s why I didn’t kill that demon named Geena today, but kept him alive.
An elf with enough skill to be sent out by the elders.
An elf who ignores the orders of his elders and moves to satisfy his own greed.
An elf who is not only obsessed with bows but also shows a maniacal appearance.
This is the perfect target to use as Smith’s bodyguard.
The reason he ignored the elder’s order was for the sake of the bow, and Smith is a craftsman who can make the bow that the nobleman praises.
I can assure you that if the elder tried to harm Smith, he would definitely shoot the elder with an arrow.
“What… Even if not, you have already been shackled by an oath, so you will have to do it even if you don’t want to.”
Since they are adventurers, she said she would do anything on the condition that I learn how to use a bow.
So I was told that tomorrow, whether she liked it or not, she would have to serve as Smith’s escort.
“It looks like the town’s restoration work is slowly coming to an end, and those three will figure it out somehow even if I’m not around.”
Of course, I have no immediate plans to leave the city, and I probably won’t.
“Besides, that little bitch saw Smith not as a man but simply as a craftsman who made bows, so I don’t think she’d complain for even two damn years.”
Ah Mela felt uncomfortable for a moment, but she quickly shook her head and took out a quill pen and ink from her drawer.
“Then… “Should we decide in advance the guild policy after the truce?”
