Returners Guild Must Grow Properly

The gate, which was said to be not large in scale, was first-class, and I immediately sent a harmful judge.

‘Gilma-sama, it’s too much! Judge, I’m not getting enough sleep right now!!’

I didn’t know

Anyway, the gate was closed safely, and I was talking with my brother about the guild. Guild, Houn.

The center said they would lay a plate to announce the ‘return’, but… … .

Ji Hangyul should be able to work with that bastard. No matter how much I thought about it, I thought it would be unreasonable, so I decided to hit the player first.

“Reporters?”

“I’m hiring. I’ve only contacted people I trust, and they’ll get back to you soon.”

With a smile on his face, I said thank you with a bashful smile.

“I will tell you the schedule later. Brother, get some rest now.”

“I’ll take you home.”

“no. You can call it harmful and go. And before that, I have a place to go, so don’t worry about it and rest.”

After saying that, I went out without my brother caught on.

The place I would go to was the hero’s store.

Thanks to the Demon Lord of Ekina, the hero’s shop, which had been shattered, has finally been restored.

Hae-roon fixed it, but changed the interior or something.

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : Hero, are you busy?

|Pr. warrior| : I’m busy.

Seeing that the reply comes in 1 second, it seems that he is not busy. I walked lightly and headed to the hero’s shop.

It was quite a distance from Houn to the hero’s shop, but thanks to the portal of the priest, which I often use, the distance narrowed in an instant.

|Pr. 9 Circle Archmage | : Gilma, I’m going to go play alone!!

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : It’s not like that.

Although, there was a minor problem using the portal of the judge, but it was quickly resolved.

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : If you want to play, you come too. Instead, the Archduke and Lim took them.

Hae-han said that he liked the message and opened the portal. So I arrived in front of the hero’s shop.

“… … .”

If it’s unfortunate, maybe the hero saw me and locked the door.

“Soldier! Open it!!”

“Turn it off.”

“Isn’t that too much for guests?! Posting it in person?!”

The warriors who are facing each other over a glass door shrug their shoulders.

I knocked on the glass door and screamed.

“Dohain gave me an envelope telling me to give it to the hero! Aren’t you going to give it to me?”

“What kind of envelope is an envelope?”

“An envelope that a warrior will like! check!!”

At my words, the hero gently narrowed his forehead. He seems to be contemplating whether to open the door or not.

I immediately pulled out a white envelope from the inside of my coat and showed it to the warrior, smiling broadly.

“If you don’t want to take it, don’t. I will give it to Moorim-sama as pocket money.”

With that in mind, the door opened with her daughter. It’s like slavery to capitalism.

The hero who opened the shop door reached out to me as if to hand over the envelope.

With a disgusted face, I handed the white envelope into the hero’s hand.

“It’s a real snob.”

“Thanks for the compliment.”

After checking the several checks placed in the envelope, the hero turned around to make it easier for me to go inside. As I entered the store, I pursed my lips in admiration.

“Wow, did you completely change the interior?”

It was clearly a shop with a modern atmosphere, but it has been transformed into a shop with an antique design while still exuding an antique atmosphere.

The hero leaned against the counter and said with a sullen face.

“Azazel liked the atmosphere.”

“… A warrior?”

“Of course, I liked it too. I still like it.”

At the monotonous voice, I stared at the hero. The hero smiles at my gaze and asks.

“Place your order.”

“Is it free?”

“No way.”

The hero grumbled, saying why the rich kids like freebies so much, and the kids with them are more like that.

I grinned at him and ordered an iced Americano. I sat in a sunny spot and waited for my drinks to come out.

|Dragon Slayer| : where are you.

“… … ?”

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13. Will there be a windy day?

I think this is the first time Deseul has sent a message like this.

What is this bastard sending a guild message for?

I’m puzzled, but the hero must have thought the same as me.

“Why is Ishion contacting you like this?”

“Well.”

I took a sip of an icy Americano and sent a message.

|New killer (guild leader)| : Deseul, who are you looking for?

|Dragon Slayer| : where are you.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“… … ?”

It’s a peer-reviewed answer

I wouldn’t have been drinking since broad daylight, but I don’t know why.

Why is he tilting his head like this? Deseul sent another message.

|Dragon Slayer| : where are you.

|9 Circle Archmage| : Desul-nim, are you crazy?

|Dragon Slayer| : where are you.

|9 Circle Archmage| : ???

|Spirit Temple| : Dragon Slayer, are you okay?

| Moorim first coriander | : Desul-hyung, Earl U ok?

|Dragon Slayer| : where are you.

|9 Circle Archmage| : •́ㅿ•̀

At the message repeated several times, I narrowed my brow slightly. So was the warrior.

“Why are you like this, you bastard?”

“Well.”

If I knew, I wouldn’t be doing this. I frowned and wondered why Deseul-nim was like this.

Ishion was moving with the cubs who were presumed to be priests of Gloria. They pretended not to do it, secretly handing them over to me… Maybe those bastards did something stupid.

My face hardened at the thought that suddenly came to my mind.

“Guild leader?”

“Call the judge or the archduke. Or the devil.”

“Are you asking me to send you a mantra?”

“Huh.”

“You should send it.”

How nice it would be if I could send it too. If I could do that, I would blow away my mellow voice to the guild members all the time.

I frowned angrily and said.

“I can’t let go.”

“What do you mean?”

“It literally means you can’t speak the mantra.”

“Come to think of it… I think I heard that you can’t send it.”

I drank the rest of the Americano at once and asked the hero.

“Anyway, so please send me your mantra.”

“I really… … .”

The hero grunted, but he granted my request.

|Dragon Slayer| : where are you.

In the meantime, Deseul-nim’s message continued.

* * *

– Harmful, where are you now?

“Ahhhh!!”

At the sound of a scream that came out of nowhere, Judas opened his eyes wide.

“… Judge?”

“Why are you talking Rooney?”

Harim, who was quietly in Judeong’s arms, looked at Hae-won with a surprised look. Hae-roon poked her ear hole once and said with an annoyed face.

“You said the mantra where the hero is. The judge was surprised.”

“Are you the boss?”

“I think it’s because of Deseul-nim? First of all, I said it was near the store.”

As Hae-roen said, the three were near Kangin-han’s shop, ‘Vai tu, Echina’.

According to the original plan, it was time to arrive at Kang In-han’s store sooner, but the arrival time was delayed as the peasant stopped by another place to buy the toys Harim wanted.

|Dragon Slayer| : where are you.

Hae-han frowned at the message that appeared.

“… Is this bastard really crazy?”

“Rooney! Are you going crazy?”

At the shrill voice, Duke Judae looked at Hae-won with a reprimanded gaze. Hae-roon avoided that gaze and began to smoke his smirk.

Harim hurried her answer toward such a harm.

“Rooney!”

“Lim-ah, that’s a bad word that Rim-i shouldn’t know.”

Harim’s eyes widened at the voice of Judeong.

“Can’t you, Rooney? Goya I should tell Momma?”

“No, never!”

As Hae-roon jumped and waved her hands, Harim burst out laughing.

That was then.

“Hey, isn’t it Deseul-nim, who is walking by?”

“Huh?”

The Duke of Judas stopped and said, and at the same time, Harun also stopped walking. I saw a man walking as if about to collapse from where the duke was pointing.

It was Ision.

“Dsel?”

Harun frowned and wanted to cast the magic hanging on his shoulder instead of a line greeting.

However, somehow, the magic placed on Ishion’s shoulder was destroyed. And on top of it were overlaid with a number of magic that he had never seen before.

At some point, it was the blue magic circle that attacked Dohaun.

Harm’s eyes could see that it was enveloping Ishion’s whole body. Harun smiles scornfully at him.

“… Deseul, I don’t know where you buried that?”

Instead of answering, Ishion held a sword that he did not know where it appeared. Harun clicked his tongue briefly. There is nothing to be felt in the eyes we met. Even though the taste was gone, it was obvious that it had been firmly ground.

“Judge? Desul?”

Leaving behind the mysteriously calling out to me, Hae-roon made a low voice.

“Archduke, take Rim and avoid it.”

“Yeah?”

Izion spurted the ground and swung his sword. The sword that flew in front of his nose spread this harmful magic.

Quang-!

It was an instant when the street became noisy with the roaring noise.

* * *

Kurreung-

All the windows of the hero’s shop were smashed with a loud vibration.

|9 Circle Archmage| : Whoaaa1!!!

|9 Circle Archmage| : Desul-nim is really crazy!!!

It was an added bonus that the teacher’s loud message appeared on the cracked and broken windows. I frowned as I brushed off the smoke coming into the store.

“Hero, are you okay?”

“… No, it’s not okay. My shop again… … .”

After removing the smoke, I could see the hero’s shop that was in a mess. The store of the hero who had only been remodeled for a week.

“insurance… It’ll be fine because I put it in… … I guess… … .”

The warrior sat down on his seat with a disappointed face. Furniture with antique designs is rolling around it.

I patted the warrior on the shoulder and said,

“cheer up.”

Perhaps he gained strength from my encouragement, the hero slowly lifted his head.

“What kind of fuss is this?”

“Yeah.”

I don’t know the details of the situation, but from the message that appeared, it seems Deseul-nim had an accident. It seems that a harmful judge was involved in the accident.

I was worried about Harim, but I believed that Gong Yoo would take good care of me.

But that belief was short-lived.

“Ahhhhhhh!!”

I contorted my face at the scream I heard. As I listened carefully, I could hear the sound of tires popping all over the place. Perhaps the hero heard it too, he took out his sword and looked outward and was vigilant.

“Guild Master.”

“I’ll go out and see.”

Here, in the thick smoke, it was impossible to tell what was going on outside. So, holding the sword of glory, I crossed the broken window and headed into the street.