Helping with Adventurer Party Management

There is a distance from Leather Street in the corner in 3rd and 1st class neighborhoods to the cathedral in the center.

This is true in the sense of a simple physical distance, but it also means a social distance between the neighborhoods inhabited by nobles and large merchants and those inhabited by adventurers and lower craftsmen.

"Oh, my God, you're a bad foot."

The clergyman, who was picking him up with Michelino's Feast, spills discontent as he frowns.

"It rained last night."

Answering that, Michelino Aid Festival has come several times to Leather Street in 3rd class neighborhood, and it doesn't look like he cared because he has done wild boarding outside the city.

The 3rd class neighborhood is only maintained by the cobblestones, and soon the roads will be filled with puddles that smell bad because of poor drainage.

"If the road is bad, the smell is bad."

To say displeasure, the gaze of those who go the way to the clergy who keep raising their voices a little louder is pointed, but they don't show how much they care.

It is supposed to be an honorable act to be led and invited by the priesthood, but we have to be suspicious of the action of disparaging it ourselves.

Two, I had a gaze at Michelino Festival staring at this one.

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Even in the cathedral of the 1st Precinct, we basically just follow the lead of the priesthood.

Though it would be nice to have come in through the main gate, after turning a similar aisle many times, I don't know where the hell I am.

I wonder how many monstrous establishments and rooms there are in this cathedral, called private small courtrooms underground, although it is some kind of crime and espionage measure.

What a pain in the ass the complexity of the structure of the building seems to represent the complexity of something called power as it is.

"Please wait here"

Chairs and tea are recommended in a room that looks like a passing holding room, leaving only ourselves in the room.

For Christ's sake, Claudio tries to have a cup of tea, the escort Kirik stops.

"I'd rather not talk about tea."

"Are you that bad?

When I ask, Kirik snorts.

"That's a mess."

"What the hell are you talking about?

When me and Kilik are talking, Claudio speaks the question.

How did you explain this feeling to Claudio, the priest?

Besides, it's also a situation where I don't really want to utter words.

"The noodle hairs, they stand upside down. For a long time."

Kilik whispers.

"What does that mean?

Basically to Claudio, who has lived in a peaceful world, it still doesn't seem to come pinned.

So I'll explain it to you in plain language so you can see.

"This is enemy territory."

There were signs, if you think about it.

That it should have been a mere explanation, but that it had become a public meeting in the Cathedral.

That the priest who came to pick me up is a pair.

That we hadn't had a lot of conversation between the two.

to be clearly dissatisfied with the task of picking up civilians;

And that Michelino Auxiliary didn't stay in the room right now.

The speculation that leads from it is that there is probably some dispute between conservatives and innovators over the printing industry.

And in that vortex, it means they're going to jump in.

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The meeting room-like place passed through was a synagogue-like room with high ceilings and engineered lights coming in from outside.

Inside there are five great priests, including Priest Nicolo, seated to relate to this one in a heightened place.

Rather than asking for explanations from now on, the atmosphere is likely to begin even with trials experienced in private small courts.

If you think so and look at the previous clergy, some have seen in the trial.

"Well, let me explain the printing business and what I did."

Explain the new business to the great people full of hostility and disgust.

Nicolo Priest's uncharted challenge is always too high a hurdle.