Old man, come on! It's too late for them to make a request for reinstatement to the habit of ba

Lindbergh was exhausted these days.

The reason for this is that Remilia took away the cost of the equipment that Hans kept from him, and that he is struggling with the aftertreatment of Hans' stupidity at Alliance headquarters the other day.

Naturally, I still haven't been able to order the equipment that would have to be finished.

"Ha, is the morning here again? Ugh, my stomach is hurting again..."

Lindbergh drinks up his stomach medicine, which has been transformed into a constant drug preparation, before heading to Guild Home.

Lindbergh is in a hard position these days and has had depressing days.

Hans' belly is well known, so members of the Alliance may also dislike him at Alliance Home.

But that's not good yet.

What was most distressing about Lindbergh was the presence of Remilia, Hans's lover.

Since that day, Remilia had come close when she found Lindbergh.

And they always ask for money.

Clearly, it will be gold.

The day was also unlucky and Lindbergh was found by Remilia.

"Oh, not Lindbergh"

Remilia, who calls out casually, but Lindbergh is not trying to keep his eyes peeled.

We already knew what was going to happen, so we were trying to escape.

"Good morning, Master Remilia. I have a personal use, so excuse me."

"Wait a minute. I'm not taking you. We are a community of destiny."

"What are you talking about!? What are you going to do if someone mistakes you for saying that!!

"Oh, I'm not lying."

Remilia was a cunning woman.

Change the way people treat Lindbergh when they are around and when they are not around.

He even bothered to speak out loud so that he could hear the surroundings and involve those around him.

Anyway, I used various hands to suit the situation and they never let me go.

I felt exactly like a snake woman.

"So what are the requirements? Money won't do it."

Lindbergh has no choice but to take the lead.

"I found what I wanted again. Now I want you to lend me ten gold coins because I can give you my own money."

Remilia has not listened to Lindbergh and desperate resistance has not worked at all.

"Money doesn't make sense."

"It's not just ten gold coins. And I'll give it right back to you."

"You haven't returned that to me, have you?"

"Now it's true."

"Absolutely not!!

This is how Remilia was starting to demand gold in a small offering.

Lindbergh also desperately resists every time...

"Fine, then. I'm going to tell Hans that you took the money for the equipment."

"Become!? That makes you an accomplice, too. It's not good if you find out, is it?

"I'll be fine. Because you're the only one in Lindbergh who's in trouble if you find out."

Lindbergh doubted his ears.

Before she knew it, Remilia was trying to impersonate one Lindbergh for embezzlement.

This woman could really do it.

Lindbergh was dropped into despair.

"Only this time..."

That's what I said and they kept smoking gold coins.

One day, Lindbergh counted the number of gold coins he kept from Hans.

"Huh - I only have seven hundred gold coins. What am I supposed to do?

Three hundred gold coins had already been sucked by Remilia.

The number of gold coins that Lindbergh can borrow for debt is precisely about thirty.

I don't care how you raise it, it doesn't add up to the shortage.

"We need to do something about this before we find out..."

Lindbergh laments how long this ordeal will last.

That's when Lindbergh is called to Hans.

I looked in the office frightened.

Fortunately, there's only one Hans in the office.

"You've come a lot. I have a favor to ask you today."

"What is it?

"It's about time. I'm thinking about refilling the item as well. So I want you to start getting ready."

"Is this a replenishment of an item?

"That's right. Equipment that is resistant to various potions, burning, cold, and other hierarchical trials, Floorgimmicks, may not be able to use Alliance equipment like before. We've been trying to prepare it for ourselves for a long time."

"I see, indeed, the equipment for hierarchical trials is not suddenly available."

"So, I want you to draw up a budget. Calculate and submit the necessary expenses. If there is no deficiency through your eyes, you will go straight into preparation."

"Yes!!

Lindbergh thought it was an opportunity.

If we can twist out 300 pieces of shortage here, we can order equipment at the same time.

But the only problem is Remilia.

Never be found.

End it all before that woman can feel it.

"Now if you'll excuse me."

Yeah, I got it.

As soon as he returned to his room, Lindbergh began drawing up his budget.

"Finish it by the end of the day. And submit it tomorrow morning!! I've been looking into the market. Express the unit price higher within the appropriate range and increase the number of pieces used"

The budget is going to be drawn up at an incredible rate.

And in just a few hours, the budget estimate was completed.

That's all Lindbergh asked about desperation.

"Now if you ask the merchant to lower the price when you actually buy it later... I can't have 300 gold coins, but it would be nice to get close"

Lindbergh rejoiced.

It was still time for Hans to be in the office if we checked the time.

"You want to go now? You've never been too early."

Lindbergh visits the office and knocks on the door.

"Who?

It's Lindbergh.

"What's up? You can come in."

"Excuse me."

The moment Lindbergh enters the office, his body hardens.

That's because there was Remilia next to Hans.

"What's up?

"No. When I walked by, I could see the light through the door gap, especially when it came to errands..."

Lindbergh bluffed and lied.

You know what? I'm almost home.

"Good luck. It's time for me to..."

The moment Lindbergh said that, there was a sign behind him.

"Lindbergh, what's that paperwork you seem to hold dear to?

What a Remilia was behind it.

(What do you mean? You were right in front of me earlier?

"It's nothing. It's a personal document."

"But it says budget, doesn't it? Isn't that the paperwork for Dungeon Attack?

(Aim!!

Lindbergh begins to sweat massively.

(If I find out here, I'm done. They're gonna suck all this money out, too)

"The boulder is Lindbergh, isn't it? Have you done it yet? Remilia, that's what I was asking for. Lindbergh, bring it."

With no choice, Lindbergh gave Hans the budget he had drawn up.

"Hmm, you're doing well"

Hans seriously glanced at the budget book.

"Again, don't put a value on your climate-proof gear. Can't help it all...... Lindbergh, let's increase the number of potions a little bit. This is meticulous considering the last consumption"

With that said, Hans rewrote the quantity of documents.

"Calculate five hundred pieces of gold, or more than half of it for the equipment, but you can't lurk without it. We can still afford this position."

Hans, who was talking to himself, summed up his thoughts and spoke to Lindbergh.

"Lindbergh, I'm going with this budget, so get ready right away. What about the money? Can I give it to you now?

"What?"

"Should we make it tomorrow?

Lindbergh decides to be ready after thinking!!

"Now I'll leave it with you."

Lindbergh keeps the money from Hans and checks the number of sheets.

There were five hundred gold coins.

I put the gold coin in a bag and held it like it mattered.

"Good luck Lindbergh!!

Remilia smiles and supports me, watching the exchange all the time.

The smile disgusted me and the massive amount of sweat overflowed me again.

(This guy is definitely coming to take this money!! I would never give it to you)

"I'm going to get ready, so excuse me"

Lindbergh left the office to escape.

Lindbergh intended to make up for the shortfall and order equipment from this fund.

But the time is slow, so the store is closed even if we have now headed to the [Advanced Workshop].

No matter how hasty you are, it's tomorrow.

When Lindbergh returns to his home, he gathers all the money.

Then he jumps out of the house with the order Hans made.

Because if Remilia finds you, it's over.

"I don't want to lose!!

He began to act with Lindbergh's strong determination.