Heimer raised a hand and gave a casual greeting.
Seeing this, Hestia let out a long sigh of relief, patting her chest.
"Scared me to death... I thought they were really going to start fighting..."
However...
Eina's gaze was drawn to the figure behind Heimer.
Chairman Royman.
The head of the Guild, who usually kept his nose in the air and barely spared a glance even for average gods.
At this moment, he was following behind Heimer with a face full of smiles.
Even as he entered the door...
He even took a few quick steps to get ahead of Heimer, using his hands covered in gemstone rings to considerately grab the door handle and open the door as wide as possible.
"Lord Heimer, please watch the threshold."
With a smile on his face, Royman even bowed slightly and made a standard "after you" gesture.
"..."
Eina felt like her glasses were about to slip off.
She blinked hard, wondering if she was having hallucinations from being too tired from work these past few days.
Was this the Guild Master Royman who was known as the Guild's pig, who usually sat in his office acting bossy and only knew how to count money and scold people?
The contrast was just too great!
"Guild Master Royman?"
Eina called out tentatively.
Hearing the voice, Royman turned his head as if he had just realized there was someone else in the room.
After that smile-filled face turned toward Eina, although it restrained itself slightly, it still appeared somewhat stiff.
"Ah, it's... ah."
Royman thought of this Half-Elf in the Guild and couldn't help but immediately clear his throat to regain a bit of his dignity as a superior.
"Ahem... In any case, thank you for your hard work, staying here to keep them company."
"By the way, you."
"Starting today, all business coordination regarding the Haimo Familia on the Guild's side, including quest settlements, intelligence updates, resource allocation, and so on..."
"Will be handled exclusively by you."
"I will grant you special authorization for your permissions, allowing you to directly mobilize resources from the warehouse without needing to go through those tedious approval processes."
"Be sure to serve Lord Heimer and his Familia well."
"Eh? Me? Exclusive advisor?"
Hearing Royman, who had always discriminated against her Half-Elf bloodline, suddenly being so polite to her...
Eina was stunned.
Although she did indeed serve as an advisor for some Adventurers...
This kind of treatment of full responsibility plus special permissions was usually only given to senior advisors who had made huge contributions to the Guild when coordinating with large Familias like the Loki Familia.
Was it really okay for a newcomer like her who had only been on the job for a few years?
Moreover, in that moment just now, the speed at which the fawning smile on Royman's face vanished like a magic trick...
The speed of his face-changing was so fast that Eina couldn't help but doubt if what she saw just now was a hallucination.
...
However.
Since Royman was the Guild Master.
Eina still accepted the task.
It was just...
The confusion in Eina's heart deepened regarding what exactly had happened.
How could the whole world change after one trip inside and out?
"Alright."
"Since the matter has been handled, Hestia and I will leave first."
"Hestia, let's go."
Heimer nodded, turned around, and gestured to Hestia, who was still dazed on the sofa, then walked straight out.
"Ah? Oh oh! Coming!"
Hestia snapped out of it and hurriedly followed along in a clumsy trot.
As she passed by Royman, she even took a few extra looks at this fat man who had suddenly changed his personality, her eyes filled with confusion as well.
...
And so.
As the three of them walked out of the VIP room and through the corridor on the second floor of the Guild.
Royman insisted on seeing them to the main entrance.
Along the way.
It could be said they caught everyone's eye.
One must know that it was currently the busiest time for the Guild in the afternoon.
The hall was crowded with Adventurers coming to take quests or hand in magic stones, as well as staff members who were so busy their feet barely touched the ground.
When they saw Guild Master Royman, who was usually high and mighty and almost never showed his face except to see those main gods...
Actually acting like a lackey right now, eagerly following behind a young black-haired god.
Not only was he helping point the way, but he even reached out to offer support when going down the stairs.
The entire hall went silent for a few seconds.
Then, it exploded into a cacophony of whispers.
"Hey hey... am I seeing this right? Is that Royman?"
"When did that Guild pig become so easy to talk to?"
"Who is that black-haired god? He looks unfamiliar."
"Idiot! That is Lord Heimer! The main god whose Familia has been like monsters these past two days!"
Although the various discussions were kept very low, many still drifted into everyone's ears.
Royman's face was becoming a bit hard to maintain.
While he was submissive in front of Heimer, in front of these ordinary Adventurers, he struck out with heavy blows.
"What are you looking at! Do you all have nothing to do?!"
Royman stopped abruptly, turned around, and roared at the crowd in the hall who were craning their necks to watch the scene.
His fat shook, full of official arrogance.
"If you're not doing quests, then get out! Don't block the way here!"
As soon as these words were spoken.
The crowd in the hall scattered like birds and beasts, each pretending to be busy, no longer daring to take another look this way.
Only those occasional secret glances still exposed the raging fire of gossip in their hearts.
After all, in Orario.
Royman was a famous snob.
Let alone a minor god with no reputation like this, even if the main gods of medium-sized Familias came, this pig wouldn't necessarily give them a proper look.
Did the sun rise from the west today?
After finishing his scolding.
Royman turned around, and when facing Heimer, that face transitioned seamlessly.
"I've made a fool of myself before you, Lord Heimer."
Sure enough.
Clinging to a powerful person really is the way to go!
Feeling the various gazes around her.
Hestia, walking beside Heimer, also unconsciously puffed out her already impressive chest, her chin tilting even higher.
This feeling of being the center of attention, and being envied and revered by others...
Hehe.
It's really not bad.
Hestia was delighted in her heart, and her long-held wish to continue being a parasite deepened.
In contrast.
Eina, walking on the other side, practically wished she could dig a hole and bury herself on the spot.
As a Half-Elf advisor for the Guild, she was usually known for being rigorous, serious, and intellectual.
But now...
Facing the curious gazes from around her, Eina only felt her cheeks burning intensely, and her pointed ears, unique to Half-Elves, were as red as ripe tomatoes, looking like they could drip blood at any moment.
She hugged the documents in her arms tightly and kept her head low, wishing she could hide her entire face behind that stack of parchment.
It was so embarrassing.
...
Finally.
They walked out of the Guild's Pantheon.
The midday sun was a bit dazzling.
"Alright."
"Guild Master Royman, you don't need to see us off any further."
"I know you're busy."
At this point, Heimer's steps paused slightly, and he turned his head, giving Royman a half-smiling look.
"In this Guild lately... there should be quite a few messes waiting for you to clean up, right?"
"You're quite busy too, so go back."
"Yes, yes."
Hearing this.
The smile on Royman's face stiffened for a moment.
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