7 7 Stories The receptionist is suspicious!

Within three minutes, let the examiner speak up even once!

That seems to be what the Adventurer Guild exam is all about.

Mr. Gammon, who is in charge of me, was highly skilled and combat-oriented.

Honestly, you don't feel like you can win if you fight straight from the front.

That's why I solve the fighting attitude and talk to Mr. Gammon.

"I've always been good at personalizing people because of their faces."

……

Mr. Gammon stays with his stick and listens to me for the first time. All right, all right.

"If you look at the person's face, you can guess the profession or something, right? Aside from adventurers, Mr. Gammon seems to have a side job. Uh..."

I'm going to bother here and try to hold my forehead and pretend to think. Mr. Gammon laughs with his nose when he sees it.

If you can guess, why don't you guess? That's what you think on your face.

All right, let's hit it.

"Cleaning in a whore... No, I think I'll do a whore reception or something"

I'm surprised you opened your eyes, Mr. Gammon. I almost spoke out of the blue, but I hurried my mouth and held it down with my hands.

Oops!

You would have won if you had spoken out once!

Well, no, let's move on.

"How do you think I know?

……

"I've been seeing things for a long time. The person's, everything. For example, Mr. Gammon Chokochiv is 32 years old at level 82, and you think his skills are stick B and a bump and dirt shield? Other times the past is naked."

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Mr. Gammon's face has obviously changed. One more breath, I guess.

"Can't you speak up here? If you can respond, I won't. [M] Absolutely. About Mr. Gammon's embarrassing past."

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Here, I turn to the receptionist who was a little further away.

"Listen. I say it out loud! Mr. Gammon, in fact, as a boy..."

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I don't know what you thought would be exposed. Mr. Gammon hurried over and grabbed my shoulder. Hey, wait, just say that.

I was waiting for you to come closer ~! and I showed Ni my teeth and then gently punched into Mr. Gammon's groin.

"Ngi!?

You didn't do it that hard, did you? But again, it's a steep spot for men, and if they suddenly attack, their voices will leak.

"You have a battle. Passed, Mr. Knoll."

The receptionist tells me you're about to gut pose, but I'll be patient and apologize to Mr. Gammon first.

"I begged you to deceive me, I'm sorry! Because I couldn't win if I did it properly, and I was going to be patient if I slapped him in the stomach or something."

"Yes, no, it's brilliant.... In fact, the information you said was accurate. I was in a hurry to get closer."

"Don't worry. I don't really see the past."

"But the appraisal eye... no, it's nothing. You passed. Wouldn't you be a good adventurer?"

It's manners not to go in and ask about the skills of people who aren't very close. I hear quite a few people think so.

Well, I guess there's a certain number of people who want to keep it a secret.

"We will now show you how to register. Inside."

"Yes."

He grabbed my shoulder with gasp and awesome force as I tried to get back inside. Looking back, there's Mr. Gammon with a scary face.

I knew you were angry earlier.

"- Tell me when our shop comes. It's called" Forest of Extreme Fun. "At first, I'll show you at a special price. Come on!

Pop Pong, and Mr. Gammon gently slapped me in the head three times.

When I had the chance, I answered and went back inside.

Is this guild okay?

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"Congratulations on passing. My name is Laura and I'm the receptionist."

"Nice to meet you."

Laura is a calm beauty. They say my age and I aren't that different, but we have a pretty cool vibe.

Ask her to explain a simple system of adventurers, etc.

Adventurers are ranked according to their merits. Seems to be six levels E, D, C, B, A and S. E is at the bottom and S is godly.

Needless to say, I'm from the bottom. But you've got more titles.

Three sons of the Lowest and Associate Barons of the Lordship!

Adventurer Bottom - E-Rank!

... Let's not brag in public.

"We're a relatively loose rule, but please do the request at least once every three months. Too shabby could cause Alliance Masters to go punching in"

"Please stop normally"

Life is rough. Isn't it nice that you got pulled off?

"Hehe, I'm half-joking"

And the other half?

I wondered if Mr. Laura could talk to me, too. I was offered parchment and a pen.

They want me to include my personal data in this.

"Personal information is shared by officials alone and will never be divulged to other adventurers. Rest assured."

This, in short, needs to be leaked to others, even if they are from fallen people, parents are fallen aristocrats, or criminals.

"I am confident that I am the son of the Stalgia family. Nothing to be ashamed of."

It makes me a little cool. Laura, after being a pocan,

"Oh, uh, not really, I'm talking about skills. You know, earlier."

"That way...... It's embarrassing."

"No, you're fine. But you shouldn't spread the word about that ability."

"Oh, why?

With an appraisal eye, I worry about what disadvantages will happen.

Laura puts her face a little closer to me (sucks, smells so good) and tells me in a whisper.

- It's too hot.

"Isn't that great!!

"Oh, not to women"

"Embarrassing......"

"Goddamn people are pushing me because they want to throw a party. If you're new, you don't know what kind of people are in your guild."

Uh, you know what?

A party, they say, can be more about personality compatibility than ability. Good, best to work with someone you can trust to keep going for a long time.

But I don't know much about the guild if I'm new in.

I don't know what people are like. Laura advises me that it's not a good idea to throw a party in that state.

"Well, first of all, you don't have to tell me what I'm capable of..."

"Yes, we have a confidentiality obligation. You don't get permission from Mr. Knoll and you don't divulge your skills."

I will safely state my abilities on parchment.

Honestly, I was wondering if I would write a master's skill set or something. Before I got here, I was also thinking a little bit about deluding myself.

But now, I'm going to try to trust Mr. Laura.

"What!? Great Sage Skill..."

"It's not that easy to use."

Slurry ~ ~

"Ha!? Hey, yeah!? Mr. Knoll?"

"Yes?"

"It's not like there's an infinite amount of paper for once, and I want you to stop kidding"

"No, I'm not kidding."

Well, maybe I've never seen LP conversion in addition to creative grant editing. Am I mistaken for writing properly?

"Sometimes, I am. Who exaggerates their abilities...... or decorates them? When recruiting parties, disclosing your abilities can work in your favor."

Strong skills can help or make it easier to attend a party of your choice. Yes, Mr. Laura prefaced,

"So this is too much, right?

"That's right. Creative editing. You don't know what that means."

"No, I know about that."

That, you know?

Laura points to a flag decorated indoors. That's a cool crest mimicking Odin.

You can say it's a mark representing this guild.

"This is Odin. This is the guild to which Olivia Servant belonged."

"My master!?

Oh, and. Shit......

You accidentally said something about a master, so Laura's eyes got extra chilled!

"Mr. Ahnoll? Rarely, very rarely. I'm Olivia's successor."

"Ha."

"But, you know, the lies are really going to find out. I really am."

"I'm not lying about the description."

"Ha, I believed you on the way..."

Laura stared at me with her seemingly cut eyes and then went behind the counter to bring something up.

Is that a blue day book? It seemed like. But it's a book with a strange charm.

"Hehe. Now, why the diary? I thought so, right?

"I'm sorry to bother you."

"That's okay. It's not a diary, it's an appraisal."

They say it's definitely something you can guess from the sound of the sound. You think the information on the person you touched comes up on paper as a letter?

"Well, if that's the case, do it from the beginning."

When I get booed, Laura shakes her index finger in front of her face. You've been knocking something out, this guy.

"It's a magic prop. I have a limit on the number of times. So we only use it for suspicious people."

"Uh, I'm suspicious."

"What do you think, you're willing to withdraw your skills?

That's really what they say, so I can't help it. With my unsweetened attitude, Laura finally decided to show off her appraisal.

"Touch this page"

"Fine, but what if I wasn't lying?

"I've been a receptionist for six hundred and eighty-three days. I have eyes to spot.... Well, let me apologize for jumping and saying 'I'm sorry, Master Knoll'"

Wow, isn't Mr. Laura bold?

I put my finger on the paper if I were to say so. [M] Then a glossy blue letter emerged on the whitened paper.

From my age to my level to my skills, it was listed exactly there.

……

Okay, well, it's Laura who's been hardened by this information.

From her point of view, I can't believe it's unfolding.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

"I'm too upset. Uh, I wonder what it was. Jumping..."

"Awwwww"

Mr. Laura, your lips and hands are blubbering and shaking. Where was your first cool impression!

Still, the promises seem to be kept properly.

He moves from the other side of the counter to me. And he stares at me with some petitioning eyes that he wants me to save.

I turned my face that way.

That's what I said myself. You have to take responsibility. I say.

"Dear Nor, I love you, didn't I?"

I also think it was different, but now she can't seem to afford to point that out.

Laura recites as she makes a bright red face and jumps.

"Nono, Lady Knoll, I love you. Shh, shh, shh. Yeah."

Don't you have to cry!