After breakfast, the members of the J-Steen Guild, who were about to leave for the event, turned to the uninvited guests.

�If I have something to do, I should excuse myself.�But who are you?�

It was a woman with a stern impression that looked good with big glasses and bobbed hair.

�Isn�t this the J-Steen Guild?�

Aekku acted as a representative.

�Of course, this is J-Steen����Ugh!�

I was going to joke about it, but when a pale man with shaved eyebrows entered, I hurriedly backed away.

�What are you doing in a place like this?�

As Freeman looked around, four top officers of the parrot mercenary entered one after another.

�Coriander.�

All prayers were unusual.

In the end, Jasein got up from his seat and asked questioningly.

�What are you guys?�They�ve been attacking other people�s guilds since morning.�

Marsha burst out laughing.

�Anyway, if you called someone, you should have organized the ranks.�Miss, do you know who we are?�

�I don�t know, but I think I know.�I�ve never seen a proper guy for a human who speaks those lines.�

Marsha raised her index finger.

�sympathy.�But make an exception this time.�If they are also people who live in the same world as us.�

�Hmph, that sound����.�

Just as J-Steen was about to start walking, Sirone opened the back door and came in after taking a bath outdoors.

�uh?�Marsha�s sister.�When did you come?�

Marsha narrowed her eyes as she watched as she ripped off her hair with a towel.

�Hmm.�

Undercoder�s Sirone was just a copy of the information, so after all, it�s been 4 years since I broke up with Galliant.

�It�s grown a lot.�

He had the naive impression of a seventeen-year-old, but his temperament was much sharper.

Sirone, who hung the towel on the chair, rushed over and took Marsha�s hand.

�It�s been a while.�

Marsa put Syrone�s neck around her arm.

�you!�You called me in a strange way!�What the hell is it?�Even if you try to refuse, you don�t get a reply!� JrNovels.com