Chapter 188 : Sherwood is Back - The Heavenly Demon Is Just Stuck In My Head

In the end, only after burning the mercenary corps application form that Schmitt had filled out could I calm down the rampaging Shushruta.

I was able to avoid this disaster only after receiving Shushruta's application first, and then receiving Schmitt's application, which he had filled out again.

Shushruta, who had become the first member of the Sherwood Mercenary Corps, glanced at Schmitt with a displeased look.

"Who is this line-cutter?"

Schmitt also asked me.

—Who is this person?

I introduced the two to each other.

"This is my lost younger sister, Shushruta, whom I met again under the cliff. She is the princess of the underworld. And this is the golden martial artist, Schmitt, who was a member of the former Sherwood Mercenary Corps and our cute youngest. Greet each other."

They both looked at each other with wide eyes. They both had a 'This is the one?' expression.

Well... I left them to greet each other on their own and then threw the pendant I had kept to Boris.

"What's this?"

"I picked it up while chasing a magical beast. Give it to the client. They'll deliver it to the bereaved family."

Boris opened the pendant and then nodded.

"Alright."

He wiped the pendant with his clothes and carefully put it in a drawer, and then looked at me.

"You've become a gold rank, and you've established a mercenary corps. What are you going to do now?"

"What do you think? Have you forgotten our slogan?"

"Slogan?"

I raised one hand high.

"Make Sherwood great again!"

Boris looked at me with a reluctant expression.

"That's your slogan, why is it our slogan?"

"Boris. Do you want to join the mercenary corps? We need an office worker."

"Get lost. I belong to the guild."

"A pity."

In fact, there was no one in the current mercenary corps who could handle a pen.

At best, maybe Shushruta?

But Shushruta is busy looking for information on the other members, so she doesn't have time for that.

Before, 'that guy' used to handle everything from dealing with clients to office work...

Now that he's gone, I miss him so much.

Even though he was a fallen noble, he was still a noble, and he was amazing at that kind of work.

"Hmm..."

I thought for a moment about the specific future path of the new Sherwood Mercenary Corps.

Well... for the time being, I'll have to keep solving requests.

Because showing it with one action is better than a thousand words.

No matter how much I shout that the Sherwood Mercenary Corps has been revived, who would believe it?

The revived Sherwood Mercenary Corps has done this and that, solved difficult requests one after another, is extremely reliable, has a 100% success rate...

Only when such words spread will people start to listen seriously.

In short, this is a matter of trust that is earned by action.

The mercenary industry is all about skill.

It is an industry where you have to prove yourself with skill, whether you are real or fake.

And Sherwood is a group of only the best of the best, although their personalities are somewhat eccentric and strange.

They have to live up to the high expectations that the world knows.

There is nothing to worry about.

I am Sherwood to the bone.

Even back then, when I was weak as hell, my request success rate was not behind the other guys.

And now that I have gained power, I can confidently say that I have no rival.

Also, the current members of Sherwood are only four, including Miho who is sleeping in the hideout, but each of them has the best skills in their respective fields.

Not to mention Schmitt, Shushruta is a genius of information and assassination, and Miho is... cute.

And so, the world will gradually come to know about the new Sherwood.

By finding the guys who enjoyed the glory of the past Sherwood one by one and bringing them back, I will once again cast the huge presence of Sherwood upon the world.

"Hehe."

Thinking like this, I feel like I've become a villain.

[You look like a villain.]

I let the Heavenly Demon's malicious words go in one ear and out the other.

Suddenly, I saw that the two members I had told to greet each other were quiet, so I looked and saw that they were continuing their conversation in writing.

I don't know what it is, but the atmosphere is quite serious.

I was curious, so I peeked at the written conversation they were exchanging...

Do you like dried fruit? I like meat. Such written conversations were being exchanged.

What are they talking about with such serious faces?

I looked at Shushruta, who was investigating the other person's preferred food with an extremely serious face.

This must be the great work of stealing hearts.

How terrifying. To try to steal the other person's heart through their eating habits.

I shook my head and said to Boris.

"Boris."

"What, you brat."

"Gather all the magical beast-related requests scattered around here and organize them. In order of proximity."

"All of them?"

"All of them."

Boris stared at me blankly.

"Are you going to do them all?"

I nodded.

"I have to prove it with skill."

"There will be at least a hundred."

"It's actually better. It's a magical beast party."

"Oh, I'm so annoyed."

Boris grumbled and wrote down my words on a file.

He'll do the work for sure, even while grumbling like that.

"You have the request form I set aside earlier, right? Give me that for now."

Boris asked, taking out a few documents from the file.

"Are you going to do it right away?"

"My body is itching."

"Oh my god, you crazy bastard."

If a person has a magical beast quota, would you believe it?

Well, I do.

If I don't kill a magical beast for even a day, I can't sleep at night.

It was invalid when I was in the Blake Kingdom, but now that I'm back in the Maia Kingdom and have tasted the hand-feel that only a magical beast can give, my hands are trembling.

If this is an addiction, it's a magical beast addiction.

I had to move busily to fill up the quota that had been piling up.

"Here."

"Alright."

I quickly scanned the request form Boris gave me and drew the optimal route in my head...

I looked at the two members who were still having a written conversation with a serious atmosphere.

Schmitt also seems to have been living quietly, so I should have him join the magical beast subjugation.

He needs to warm up.

Since he's a guy who beats people up well, there's nothing to worry about...

Shushruta.

This one's specialty is information and assassination, so it's a bit strange to turn her to magical beast hunting.

It feels like a waste of manpower.

But if you come to the Maia Kingdom, you have to hunt magical beasts.

Since she lived in the Blake Kingdom, she probably doesn't have much experience hunting magical beasts.

So I'll let her have a taste, and since she's joined the Sherwood Mercenary Corps, I'll have to promote her to gold rank.

My god, a silver rank in Sherwood. How can I show my face in public?

I'll have to register Miho, who sleeps all day in the hideout, in the mercenary corps and then kick her out once in a while to go slaughter her own kind.

Yes, for now, the start is cleaning up the surroundings.

I'll make sure to clearly imprint in their minds who the crazy guy in this area is.

Ah, it'll probably burst and flow out soon.

***

Mercenary Guild Headquarters.

Eva, an administrative employee, was compiling and organizing the performance of each branch.

"Schirnberg branch... 341 requests in a month. Of which, 217 requests completed. Success rate... about 63%."

For a representative metropolis of the Maia Kingdom, the number of requests was not high, and the success rate was not very high either.

"Portlaramy branch. 104 requests in a month. Of which, 46 requests completed. Success rate about 44%."

Although Portlaramy was also a city, both the number of requests and the success rate were far below expectations.

"Manifield branch. 86 requests in a month. Of which, 53 requests completed. Success rate about 61%..."

Eva let out a deep sigh.

About half a year ago, after the Sherwood Mercenary Corps was disbanded, the average request success rate of the industry had dropped significantly.

Just one mercenary corps had disappeared, but the mercenary industry showed an unprecedented decline, to the point where it could be said that it had entered a period of stagnation.

It was a passage where one could indirectly see how many requests the Sherwood Mercenary Corps had taken on, and how high their success rate was.

It was a figure that made one realize the greatness of the Sherwood Mercenary Corps anew.

'The influence of the Sherwood Mercenary Corps... There will never be another mercenary corps like that.'

Eva muttered bitterly.

"Numbers don't lie."

Flip—

Eva was looking through the next document... and then her eyes widened.

"Milestone branch. 304 requests in a month?"

As far as she knew, Milestone was becoming a barren land for the mercenary industry that people didn't visit much after the Sherwood Mercenary Corps was disbanded.

What on earth is this?

What was even more spectacular was what came next.

"Of which, 304 requests completed? A 100% success rate??"

Eva flipped through the paper several times and stared at the number.

She doubted her eyes.

Is this a number that makes sense?

Moreover, it wasn't a request to escort or find something.

They were all magical beast subjugation-related requests.

A record-breaking number that made one doubt their eyes.

At this rate, it can be said that the magical beasts around Milestone have been wiped out.

'Hmm. It's an error.'

Eva stood up from her seat with the document without looking any further.

"Uh, I think this number is wrong!"

"Give it to me."

A middle-aged man smoking a thick cigar strode over and took the document Eva was holding.

He puffed out cigarette smoke and frowned his wrinkled forehead.

"Hmm... this is an unbelievable number. I'll contact them."

"Cough! Yes!"

A little later, the man approached Eva with a dazed expression and handed her a piece of paper.

Eva took the paper and checked the number written on it.

"Huh? Nothing has changed?"

"...That's right."

"What?"

The man puffed out cigarette smoke and said.

"You know that guy in Milestone, right? The one with the nasty temper, unlike his appearance."

"Ah, Boris?"

"Yeah, that guy. He said he's keeping all the magic stones recovered from the magical beasts, so he'll send them as evidence if necessary. He's a guy who always handles his work impeccably cleanly, so it doesn't seem like a lie."

"Uh..."

The man handed another document to Eva, who was blinking her eyes in confusion.

"That's what he sent."

Rustle—

Eva took the document and spread it out in front of her.

It was a document with detailed contents.

"Check who the recipient is."

Eva immediately took the document and looked at the list of recipients.