My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero's

About an hour ago. Uh-huh.

"This is the Yellow Rank. You're not complaining about going to the labyrinth?

What the crystal is holding in my hand now and fan-shaped in front of the yamato to show is a requisition sent to the crystal from the guild about two hours ago.

Five of them.

Hanko was pushing that the request had been fully accomplished for all of it.

"Yu, you're doing the talking, Akira."

Yamato makes his face cling to the crystal of Doya's face.

Miles, who was a receptionist for another adventurer next door, was also surprised and eye-opening.

Even though it was a request from the guild, it just appropriately flushed the chore requests that had accumulated in the accumulation into the crystal.

Some of them have made a number of new adventurers cry so far, a request that was a bigoted grandfather's shoulder slap, but even that request ended with just enough crystals.

Moreover, the request is accompanied by the words "turn all requests you make to the crystal" from now on.

"You, what kind of magic did you use to satisfy that old man?

To the bossly grunting yamato, the crystal clenched his neck.

And even say it as it deserves.

"Magic, I'm not using magic, am I? I just talked to my grandfather, rubbed my shoulder, and got a hanko on the requisition. Shit, what's gonna take a week? Normally enough is enough."

Yamato turned the crystal dog tag yellow with a bitter laugh, not even willing to pay attention to the mileage of opening his mouth in the midst of the adventurer at his place.

"Any other requests? There's more to the demolition of the house, to the aunts' use, to come up with creative cooking ideas... what else?

The crystal receives a dog tag that turns yellow and puts it around his neck.

Because it was an easy request in the crystal, I didn't really feel that I had ranked it up.

"Oh yeah!

Yamato, who was looking through the requisition, raises his voice.

I felt my gaze concentrate on us.

Yamato doesn't realize it, he gets excited and rides himself out.

"That was an example of cleaning a garbage mansion! How did you clean that up?

Crystals nod oh and put their hands on their jaws.

Not that I like beauty, but the crystals that activate cleanliness in weird places were also stunned to see the authentic “garbage mansion” that I saw for the first time in my life.

"First of all, the demolition of the house seemed like the client could use a bit of junction magic, so I had the noise prevention junction put up and I broke down all the pillars that support the house and ended it. They're just glad we took him down, so that's the end of it, right?

The crystal breaks his finger looking a little blurred up.

"(No, so how did you break that pillar? I think there was only one thicker tree in that house than the vertical length of a human being)"

The scratch in Yamato's heart cannot be heard crystal, nor can the crystal be said to have cleaved the shadow magic into the shape of a sword, spurt, etc.

Kept the scratch absent, I continued.

"The aunts' use was the shortest and cheapest to calculate the price and distance between the store they remembered and Amelia while eating out every day"

Yamato holds his head in a crystal that says this was the easiest.

"(No, no, what the hell kind of head are you! I usually don't remember that, and those aunts, they're definitely going to demand an impossible amount on their own every time in the first place, so it was really just for those requests, the adventurers who are putting together the patties! I got it out wrong this time though!)"

Not realizing how Yamato looked like that, Crystal broke his finger again.

"If you're up for creative cooking ideas... well, I cook myself, so I advised you based on my experience and you were somehow mentored"

I wonder why. To the crystal that tilts his neck, Yamato hits the receptionist with his forehead.

"(What's a better adventurer than a chef at a restaurant! Open the store!! I mean, the chef of the store I've asked for, he's a pretty famous cook in this city!)"

I'm glad I didn't speak up.

If I had let it out, I'm sure Yamato's voice would have already dried up raggedly.

When I looked up, Jing was looking at Yamato with eyes that looked a little unfortunate.

The matter further determines Yamato's heart.

Yamato intends to rebuild only on the surface to encourage it to continue.

From that forehead there was darkness and blood.

It had not even been put back on its surface at all.

"Um, well, the last one was the hardest part."

Yeah, put it in front. The crystal opens the finger I was holding and shrugs my shoulder.

"I cleaned it normally, but I've never seen such a splendid garbage mansion before, so it took me an hour to get confused at first."

Yamato finally squeezed out his voice that it was like a crystal with sound effects.

"Whoa. But it was a lot of fun, huh? They found the keys to the vault my client's been looking for, and they were freaking out."

Yamato's fist, gripped out of sight, shook with a pull.

"(You cleaned the former Count's mansion! Now it's already fallen, but there's still a legend that says he was storing gold and silver treasures in the safe of the house, and it became a garbage mansion because the bandits who were after it vandalized it! They found the safe, but they didn't find the keys, and they left it for a long time after all!!)"

Soon other adventurers, guild officials, who were quiet back and listening to the crystal shake their bodies, just like Yamato.

"Oh, I need to rush into the labyrinth, so don't go anymore! Miscellaneous. It was a lot of fun, so if you accumulate again, turn it around."

I don't know if it's natural, dull, or really noticed, but the crystals freshen up the guild of strange air.

Yamato and the others silently dropped him off.

"... the messiah of chores."

Everyone nods at the voices that someone leaked.

Finally, he is also the Messiah who has cleaned up the chores of the guild that had accumulated and protected the trust of the guild from the citizens.

From that day on, the crystal became known as the "Messiah of Miscellaneous Use” within the Alliance and among the citizens?

There was no strong man to call himself to on the boulder, but Jing remained unaware for the rest of his life that the anecdote would be told by the hands of the bards far into future generations.