The Frontier Alchemist ~ I Can't Go Back to That Job After You Made My Budget Zero

Riharzam's scream echoed through the association's director's office, "It's outrageous to call that bastard Rust back!

There was a resounding banging on the desk. Riharzam, who had been about to say something more, shuts his mouth at the sound of it.

"Master Riharzam, look! Look at the volume of these reports!　They came from every department. They are all the same. They're all reports of complaints from suppliers about the extended delivery dates due to the time required to procure basic materials, along with excuses for the failure of smelting due to the poor quality of the basic materials!　I am being harassed and urged by other association presidents to meet deadlines!" The association president slams his hands on his desk in anger again.

"You said it yourself, Riharzam. You said it yourself, Master Rust, that we can do without him. Well, so be it! What's the matter with you?　On the contrary, you have done nothing but cause damage to our association!　You've made huge holes in every wall in the building!　And it still stinks!"

"Well, that's ....... But I disagree with bringing Rust back!　Besides, even without that guy, the Alchemy Society's sales would be at an all-time high!　Sales of the large number of new magic stones we recently delivered will soon be available at ......."

"I know that!　But look... Riharzam, you're responsible for the hole in the business due to Rust's resignation!　If you can't do that, I'll ask you to go get Rust back.

Riharzam, his face red and pale, still holding back any further protests, makes his exit speech.

Riharzam returns to the armory.

He arrives at the room of the armory when the faint stench in the hallway becomes stronger than ever. His men must have worked hard to clean up the stench. The room had somehow returned to a state where it could be seen. Except for the stench that had stuck to the room and could not be removed.

Riharzam sits down on his seat with a red face.

The apprentice tortoiseshell workers of the armory who were present at the scene, perhaps sensing Riharzam's bad mood, gently cover their faces and start pretending to be concentrating on the work at hand.

The door is opened with a loud bang.

Riharzam reacts with a start, remembering that the head of the association had just made him angry.

"Master Riharzam!　Oh my God!" Sabatha appears at the door and shouts.

"...... what's the matter, it's noisy" Riharzam asks, his anger momentarily forgotten because he was startled by the sound of the door.

"Most of the new magic stones we delivered the other day have been returned.

"What!　There must be some kind of mistake!"

No, but... There it is." Sabatha points to it.

He pointed to the numerous crates being stacked one after the other in the corridor by the shipping company.

"Sabatha!　What the hell is this?　What about the price!"

"I don't know. ......," responded Sabatha with a dark expression.

"Get on the communication device and check with each wholesaler!" Riharzam shouted.

"Yes, I'm on it! Sabatha runs out of the room.

Torteq speaks to Rehalzam and says, "I'm ......."

"Yes, Toltec!　You know something!"

"I don't know, I don't know!　Where do I put all this stuff?　We can't just throw it away, can we ......?"

"Of course!　It's a gold mine, this one!　Throw out the old stuff in the appropriate storage and put it away instead. I'm going to check the delivery address!" Riharzam also shouted, but left the room.

The remaining Toltecs looked at each other.

"What are we going to do with this?""We have no choice, let's go check the nearest storage. But is it okay to just throw it away because it looks old?" The apprentices also left the room while discussing with each other, "The management of the storage is under the jurisdiction of the Armor Refining Department now, so it should be fine.