The Strongest Wingless Gargoyle

After finishing picking up shellfish, having lunch and filling my stomach.

Me and Ginn going back to the guild again.

Having gained a competent ally, the Intelligence Expert, I recruit people in the Alliance.

…………

Tell me, I also feel a little conflicted...

Let's just say we're going in a direction that doesn't really care.

"That aug...... you're a beginner in guild. Talk to me, exploit my personal information."

"Patience until you find my people, and don't stop where you stand in the way of this."

Damn, he's a bad taste bastard...

Prioritize your desires after you do what you do.

"... I'll do everything I can for my freedom and hobby."

"Nice to meet you"

The purpose is a little bit arrogant, but above all if you were willing.

I'm counting on you, Gin.

"Hey, get out of the way, get out of the way"

When two people stood still in the guild, they were noticed by the mercenary-like guy in shiny silver armor and an elf equipped with a long bow on his back.

"Mm-hmm... sorry"

It feels like high pressure on my nose, but this is the one that's wrong.

Let's apologize honestly.

"Hmm...... sahaggin on gargoyle. Don't feel bad when you have an ugly species in your sight."

"............... Am I?

What did you just say about him?

I'm sorry, but you don't have that attitude.

I don't know what happened to the guy who ever threw up a dialogue like that on me...

I guess this guy doesn't know.

Well, most of the guys are safe.

"Brother, don't..."

Gin snaps my arm......

Don't worry, you won't get slammed.

This place is in the guild.

"You... what are those busy eyes?

There's a gaze between me and the elves.

I'm gonna jump you with cancer.

"Wow, Mr. Liol, this brother just came to the guild, and I don't know you very well."

Gin enters between me and the elf.

He was bashing the back of an elf called a lior, trying to put the place away.

"Okay, so don't touch me!

"Oops, sorry."

"Hmm! Well... get out of the way!

In the end, the elf man left right in front of us without retracting his words of contempt.

After I lost sight of the elf mercenary...

"Chip."

Next door, Ginn was tongue-in-cheek.

He looked like he was dealing with adults earlier, but he had it on his mind inside.

Well, naturally.

"You're a annoying bastard......, that doesn't feel right"

The bad news is, it was this way that got in the way of traffic.

You're a little too bad for your attitude.

I guess there's a little more to it.

You don't even make fun of the race.

"He's always like that, never mind"

"Even if they don't care."

I don't care if that's what the guy who was hitting my tongue said.

"I painted the mud balls right into the lion's back, so get back in the mood."

"Why do you have that..."

If you think you're banging Liol on the back when he makes contact...

Gin's one, was he doing that?

This wasn't an adult response either.

But well...

"I looked back, I thought I'd do it."

His (lior) armor was brand new and shiny, so I guess it stands out.

Well, it doesn't matter.

Let's forget about the bad elf man first.

Refresh your mind and start getting ready to gather your people.

"Look, first write on this piece of paper that you're recruiting, and we'll put it on the bulletin board later."

"Oh."

Bring me the paper that Gin had placed next to the receptionist and hand it to me.

"I guess I'm good at writing on paper about magic, how to fight, and later about the avant-garde or the rear guard or something. If there are other conditions you'd like to hope for, write them down."

I will fill out the paper with magic that can be used.

Sometimes Gin gets checked.

"Soil magic and water magic can be used to level five, huh? You can't do this..."

Fool, I honestly thought it would be nice to write that I could use it up to level seven, so I made it level five... was it too low?

"So we're going to level six?

"Why are you up... the other way around! Make sure you can use level four at most. It's frightening even if it's too much, and you have to give it some credibility... even if your story is true"

"Okay."

"And be honest with me about the lack of wings, because you'll always be able to rub them when we talk. Don't just misstate it, at the end of the day, it won't be accepted by anyone"

It will be pointed out and the contents described will be amended sequentially.

Ginn checks the recruitment form one last time.

"Mm-hmm. This is it."

It was Gin's OK, so I'm going to stick it on the message board.

(You have quite a bit of biscuit on it...)

The contents of the bulletin boards range from requests for fellow recruits to meetings between members and consultations on contributions for dinner today.

"Come on... stick it in a more prominent spot, not in that corner"

"Oh yeah... what about this place"

"Well, that's good, right there."

Paste a paper in the middle of the bulletin board that reads: 'Alberto of our gargoyle, in the process of recruiting people to receive group requests together, hereinafter abbreviated as…'.

"Oh, but... there's liol paper next to your brother like that"

"An elf that just got tangled up..."

"Liol has a bad personality, but his arms stand. Nice face, it's popular with women. If you stick it next to a liol, your brother's paper could be a drag."

"Seriously, don't bother him..."

I want you to give me a break from the bulletin board.

Isn't this all we got today, including the Luminaria thing?

"How can I... deflect the place any more?

"Not bad...... but don't be too normal. Thirty points then, brother."

"Well... if that's what you want me to say, let's hear your proposal."

It's easy to say with your mouth…, show me what you're up to.

One breath down, Ginn opens his mouth.

"Hide the paper."

"What?

"Stack it directly on top of the lion's paper and make it feel like you can't see the lion's paper unless the wind blows"

Did you resent Liol earlier?

From what I've seen from my first conversation today, he's the worst impression.

I don't know how you feel.

"Wouldn't Liol be mad at me if I found out?

"You'll be angry, but wow..."

"But?"

"Nothing good? You know, you can hate me for liol, right?

"Well... right, not particularly a big problem"

There's nothing particularly wrong with liol getting mad at me and hating me.

Then you decide where to stick it.

We'll keep working together...

"I really wish I had a bigger piece of paper, not this tiny piece of paper, but a guild, too."

"Then why don't we just connect the paper together? Do you want to get an extra ten or so?"

"I see you're smart, then hide everything on one side of the bulletin board, enough to occupy it with your brother, or hide it all"

"So it reduces the number of competitors, so the partners you can essentially choose are Gargoyles."

I don't know, it's getting interesting.

Think about it, we were a little too bad at this time.

I didn't notice anyone approaching from behind because of it.

"If you guys have heard from me earlier..., why are there so many annoying people doubling in the morning!!

Apparently, I'm getting too well.

An angry receptionist (Elsa) found her and called off the one-sided plan.

Finally, it was stacked on Liol's paper, and my colleague recruitment paper was to be peeled off.

This is going to take a while to get my people together.