The furniture in the room was very simple, without any flashy decorations.

If it had only been that, the room would have felt rather bleak, but the walls and the various artifacts scattered around filled the space without leaving any emptiness.

It wasn’t just simple; it was a deadly room.

A woman’s laughter, sharp and almost out of place with the room’s atmosphere, echoed through the walls.

“Hahaha! So, you tricked that little brat? You’re something else, really.”

Upon hearing my story about using my name to secure a contract with Conquerors and a lower guild, Viola almost seemed to lose her mind with joy.

Laughing so hard her stomach probably hurt, she slammed her armrests repeatedly—was that really okay?

Is it some artifact?

She’s seriously managing to endure those slams.

“So what if I don’t accept you here?”

“Eh? Ahahaha, well, that would be a bit troublesome…”

Once she realizes she’s been deceived, Rep wouldn’t let it slide.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding. What about Enigma?”

“Ah, yes. If Conquerors and Frontier are working together, I think they’ll join for the fun of it.”

“True. With their mindset, that sounds about right.”

Not quite normal.

But if I were to say it, I’d probably be dead.

“We were planning on accepting from the start, so let’s just talk things over with the staff and wrap it up. Did you meet him last time? Kirantel.”

“Ah… the Dark Elf, right?”

“Yeah. He’s darker than me.”

Honestly, that’s about as far from a filter as you can get.

By the way, Kirantel is quite something.

“Ah~ you really laughed hard. Well, now, you can go. While you’re here, go play with Asar as well.”@@novelbin@@

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