Guild Boss's Ambition

After all, I'm not stupid enough to seek the advice of a loser.

He didn't even get the consolation kiss for confession. This boy is such a loser.

"But, speaking of confession, maybe the little devil Lan Nong has a way?"

"No, no, no, that girl is full of evil, it's better not to go find her."

"In the end, I think it's better to confess on your own. This whole stone house is either filled with evil-minded people or some losers with no experience in relationships. It's better to trust God than to trust them."

I finished a cigarette, switched to another handmade cigarette, and started to think about something else.

Strawberry milk chocolate flavor idea.

A successful confession is like a cup of wonderful strawberry milk chocolate.

It is an art that requires careful planning. The confessor must master every link, judge the importance of each element, and add appropriate materials to the appropriate atmosphere, so as to combine the most refreshing sweetness.

Generally speaking, the ideal confession situation would be that you already have a close friendship with the other person, and then use the confession to break the deadlock and step onto the happy ladder of a romantic relationship. However, what exactly is the relationship between me and Korolo?

What is the relationship between abuse and being abused?

The relationship between boss and subordinates?

A loyal brotherhood?

Damn! That doesn't look right!

Hey - wait!

Now is not the time to be timid because of these potential factors!

Even if we really develop an advanced version of a special relationship, that is a unique way of getting along between me and Kololo. I no longer want to consider all those worldly opinions. Anyway, my decision is the right one.

I convinced myself: "Stroun, you are the perfect man!"

But now I can't even come up with a plan to confess my feelings...

All in all, smoke another cigarette to calm down.

Fruit pudding flavor.

Feeling the flavor of this fairy tale, my thoughts were also directed in another direction.

"Speaking of confession, the form of confession is also indispensable..."

"A girlish type like Kororo would be happy to receive a beautiful love poem, right? Or some other unique handicraft? After all, a confession just spoken out loud would be too lacking in romance, wouldn't it?"

“But asking me to suddenly spit out a string of twelve lines that can make people tremble with ecstasy is not an impossible task, right? And it’s not my usual style to design elaborate handicrafts! If I really do that, it will definitely look like a crab dumplings with creamy pasta as a side dish! I will definitely be laughed to death by Kororo──”

I immediately realized that the flamboyant style was a dead end.

So I put out the unreliable fruit pudding and lit another handmade cigarette.

This time it's a light green tea scent.

It relieved my tension.

"In fact, compared to confessing face to face, maybe I can take other more tactful forms? After all, although love is dominated by emotions, sometimes it also needs to be settled rationally before it can stabilize. Through love letters or something like that, Luo Luo won't have to feel pressured to respond to my confession immediately. Even if he wants to reject me, he can prepare some nicer words."

Now, the time is 8:55.

I secretly took out paper and pen, preparing to write the first love letter of my life.

I haven't written for a long time, not because I have thousands of words in my heart and nowhere to pour out my love, but because my writing skills are so bad. At this time, I firmly believe that the school when I was a child should not teach boring official documents, but should teach us lost lambs how to write a beautiful love letter.

Then even if you can't find bread, at least you can find love.

I hate my Chinese teacher.

Although I have long forgotten the name of that nagging aunt.

"Ugh……"

Since smoking is useless, I might as well throw away the cigarette that was one-fifth burned.

At the same time, the letter paper and the quill pen were thrown away.

At this time, Fat George walked over, smiled, saluted and reported to me.

"Chef, we have packed up all that stuff."

At this time, the time was 8:58. They had completed today's tasks ahead of schedule, and my thinking time had also ended relatively early. I wanted to find a random reason to let them stay a little longer, but in the end I had to do my job.

"Then let's disband."

"Thank you, Chef. Goodbye, Chef!"

After getting my permission, they happily left the kitchen one by one, but Luoluo was the last one among them. However, when he found that I had no intention of leaving, he stayed out of curiosity.

He untied his long hair that was tied inside his chef's hat and gave me a caring smile.

"Brother Stallone, why don't you leave?"

I was dazed as I looked at his smile. After a while, I shook my head absentmindedly and replied, "No, I'm thinking about something. Will you be in the room tonight? If necessary, I might go talk to you."

"Chat? What to talk about?" he asked with a smile.

"Just some things." I explained vaguely.

He rolled his watery eyes, smiled slyly, and suddenly covered his breasts with both hands, jokingly saying, "You want to come to my room to chat in the middle of the night? Hehe, brother, are you planning to attack Ke Luoluo at night?"

At this moment, I felt inexplicably guilty about his remarks asking for a beating.

I pretended to be calm and replied, "Don't talk nonsense, I really have something serious to discuss with you."

He tilted his head and continued to ask, "What serious matter must we discuss in my room? Now there are only you and me in the kitchen, so you don't have to be afraid to tell it even if it's a secret!"

I looked away: "Because I haven't figured out how to deal with that problem yet."

Helplessly, he jumped into my sight like a rabbit and put his palm on my forehead: "Brother, what are you worried about? You seem to be a little bit off all day. Is your cold coming back?"

What am I worried about?

I smiled in defeat.

"I'm worried about how to say I love you."

"..."

What should have been the most romantic dialogue was spoken so casually by me.

I feel a little regretful and blame myself for being rash.

But his next reaction immediately blocked the regretful feeling.

We filled each other up.

……

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1. A New Day (Erhard)

(Mener-Ehard)

Come on, let’s count how many chapters it has been since my last main perspective?

1、2、3、4……27！

27 chapters in total!

As soon as I noticed this scary number, I knew I had to work harder! Otherwise, this daily life novel that was trying to become a 100-page novel would be taken over by the couple in the kitchen and become a BL novel full of rotten love! If it continues like this, all the readers who are looking forward to the development of yuri will definitely run away, and then there will only be a bunch of rotten creatures who are posting YO?

Moreover, no matter what, as the second female character to appear in this book, my role should not be less than that pseudo-girl named Korolo, right? Fortunately, I spent my entire childhood practicing martial arts. The author should at least arrange for me to fight monsters on weekdays, or find a few ungrateful bastards to help me run dungeons!

What? Author Jun, you said that describing battles is tiring and troublesome?

Please don't say such unprogressive words!

How can a fantasy light novel be without passionate battles!

Well, in short, for the sake of world peace and the role of this president, as I entered November, I finally made up my mind to ask Xiaolan to help redesign my daily schedule so that I can spare at least one hour every day to practice martial arts, so as to break through the shackles of the gold level as soon as possible and advance to the platinum level.

By the way, there are five levels of skills for warriors.

Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Legendary.

Among them, black bronze is the entry-level, silver is the average level of warrior, gold is an elite level, and platinum can be regarded as a hero. As for the highest legend, they are all people whose strength is difficult to estimate by ordinary means.

As a guild leader, I must at least reach the platinum level to be qualified for the identity of the Stone House leader.

Until today, the number of contracted adventurers in the Stone House has been growing slowly. One of the reasons is actually that my martial arts as the president are mediocre. Even if the Stone House has the best wine and food, in the end there will still be a large number of people who will follow the superior they identify with. At this time, the personal characteristics of a guild president play a major role in appealing.

Basically, my training list is mainly based on the ones I used to have in the military.

The first is twenty minutes of basic tomahawk movement practice.

Then there was twenty minutes of advanced battle axe skills practice.

Finally, there are twenty minutes of spiritual and physical training.

After completing the above process, my practice for the day is over.

Unless they are students or martial arts fanatics with plenty of time, most people seldom spend more than three hours a day exercising. The main reason is that only the first hour of practice each day is most efficient. After two hours, the progress of practice will generally decline significantly, and may even cause harm to one's body.

"Sister Meng'er, here's a towel for you."

"Thank you, Xiaolan."

At this time every morning, Xiao Lan would come to watch me practice.

Now she has completely given up the power of the bar and the kitchen show to Annie and Strom, and I haven't assigned her any special duties. I just let her do what she wants. Sometimes she will go to the kitchen, and sometimes she will go to my study to destroy and build. I watch silently and feel that she seems to treat the guild as her own building blocks and she can do whatever she wants with it.

But after her renovations one by one, every detail of the stone house gradually became perfect.

She is truly our baby.

She is so cute that I can't help but keep her away.

At this time, she was acting as my secretary: "Sister Meng'er, the decoration of the Stone House has been completed a while ago. Calculating the funds on hand, we can take the next step. According to the analysis of Hai Lao and I, if the Stone House wants to increase the number of contract mercenaries, we have two directions to develop──"

"The first is to establish a master-apprentice system that can improve the level of low-end adventurers."

"The second is to win a respectable place in the midwinter competition at the end of December."

She pushed the black-rimmed glasses without lenses on her small nose and reported to me seriously the current situation of the stone house. It had been more than five months since she left the Panlong Forest. Her long hair had grown from her back to her waist. She had said several times that she wanted to cut her hair shorter, but out of selfish desires of mine and Blanny, we forced her to stop this impulse and let her continue to be a princess with long hair.

Of course, short hair might be nice too.

Back to the serious side, the two directions that Xiaolan just mentioned are not easy.

Although the so-called master-apprentice system is a good system that has been implemented in many guilds, if you want to introduce this system into the Stone House, you have to go through a gradual process. It is a sensitive and complicated process and you have to do it decently and appropriately. Otherwise, it will give some people something to talk about and ultimately damage the reputation of the guild.

As for the Midwinter Games, it is an annual event in the adventure world. Powerful adventurers from sixty-four different guilds will appear in this event and engage in fierce and gorgeous fighting competitions. Through the rankings won by their adventurers, the Adventurer's Guild will also share the honor and shame of the warriors.

There is no doubt that both the establishment of the master-apprentice system and the Midwinter Games are important goals that Stone House must accomplish within these two months. However, I would never be able to accomplish them alone.

Thinking of this, I turned my gaze to my personal secretary.

"Xiao Lan, regarding the establishment of the master-apprentice system, I hope that you and Hai Lao will be responsible for it together. With your ability and Hai Lao's assistance, I believe you can definitely do this. Um - within a week, can you write a plan and put it on my desk?"

Xiao Lan looked at me twice, shook her head and smiled: "Of course, in fact, Hai Lao and I have discussed a lot of things in this regard early on. Give me three days, and I can clearly write out a whole plan. However, Sister Meng'er, since you have given the project of the master-apprentice system to Hai Lao and me at the same time, do you plan to be in charge of the remaining Midwinter Martial Arts Competition yourself?"

I sighed and replied, "Well, I will take care of the competition myself. I hope I can recruit one or two powerful adventurers recently. Otherwise, with the current lineup of Stone House, it would only be embarrassing if we insisted on participating in the competition."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

I briefly explained the situation to her: "The Midwinter Competition consists of two events: individual competition and team competition. In the individual competition, almost all participants are silver-level participants, while the team competition consists of three people. According to future conventions, almost all participating groups will have a platinum-level member."

"In other words, if we don't have a platinum-level adventurer, then our guild will lose everything?"

"Why are you taking off your pants?" I rolled my eyes in annoyance, tapped her head lightly, and said with a smile: "But the fact is what you said. If we can't get a platinum-level adventurer to be our thug, I'm afraid we will have to be spectators in the audience in this competition."

At this time, Xiao Lan seemed to suddenly remember something: "Platinum-level adventurer? Sister Meng'er, why don't you go find Bai Ye and give it a try? Although she didn't seem to have a good relationship with you before, if you want her to challenge you, I think as long as you can offer her conditions that interest her, she will be easy to invite."

"Bai Ye?" I was shocked: "When did she become platinum level?"

Xiao Lan tapped the corner of her mouth with her finger, raised her head and thought for a while, then answered uncertainly: "I forgot whether it was a month or two years ago. Anyway, she said that after her soul recovered, she used some special methods to improve her strength to the platinum level. Recently, she has also started to help our guild clean up those high-level tasks that have accumulated."

Somehow, I felt unhappy when I heard that Bai Ye reached the platinum level before me.

Why are the bad guys' fighting power always at the top of the pyramid?

But what Xiao Lan said was right, Bai Ye was indeed a powerful fighter. If I had her help, I only needed to find two more gold-level adventurers to sign up for the Midwinter Competition. What? You ask why I don't participate in the competition myself?

It is naturally impossible for a guild leader to fight in a competition.