Absolutely Do Not Touch ELdmia Egga – Chapter 150

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Yuziro
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“What?! Fled?!”

Fleeing, or desertion.

Running away to protect oneself from a threat.

And that was the word the guild receptionist had just spat at Yekaterina and the others.

Hence, Yekaterina’s rather loud outburst.

Fortunately, aside from one attack, they had arrived safely at the gate city.

But their welcome was far from pleasant, filled with unfair treatment.

The female receptionist, with a face seemingly crafted from pure grumpiness, maintained a strictly business-like demeanor as she continued.

“That is correct. Gaendal, along with the other two, are being penalized for fleeing during the…”

“Ha! It seems the adventurers who arrived before us lied, took the reward, and ran off. We explained the situation to them and set off on a separate pursuit. We even dealt with the mercenary group responsible for the incident and rescued the villagers. How can you immediately talk about penalties?”

Even after receiving such an unfair, one-sided assessment, they maintained their composure, a testament to their good character and common sense.

Any ordinary adventurer would have started by smashing something, which wouldn’t have been surprising at all.

It was definitely not because I had done something similar in the capital, starting by flipping the table.

Definitely not.

“…The adventurers who returned to the city first have already concluded their discussion with the guild and received their reward. Unless you submit detailed circumstances and evidence, nothing will change.”

The receptionist, on the other hand, frowned, seemingly annoyed that Gaendal had interrupted her.

She looked overwhelmed with work, but her attitude wasn’t exactly helpful.

“That’s why I’ve been asking to see the Guild Master since we arrived! Even just considering these victims here, to protect them, we need to meet with the Guild Master, who issued the request, and the officials from Riviel. These people are victims related to the request! Are you saying you’ll just leave them like this?”

Gaendal calmly explained.

But the reply was far from kind.

“Currently, the Guild Master is busy with other matters…”

The same answer, repeated like a parrot.

It was an official guild request, so what could be more important than dealing with its aftermath?

This wasn’t even the capital.

Even as a formality, if such a problem arose, they should postpone other matters and come to investigate.

At her attitude, Gaendal sighed, Yekaterina and Rellie wore dumbfounded expressions, and Ginh offered a troubled chuckle.

The refugees began to fidget nervously, and Asirye simply observed the receptionist with a displeased look.

And I – I kicked the reception desk.

Crash!

The desk, which had been a reception desk moments before, exploded into splinters.

“Kyaaa!”

“Damn it! You’re going in circles! Are you in cahoots with those mercenaries?”

Common sense dictated that people possessed a variety of personalities.

And to achieve a desired outcome, one must employ different approaches for different personalities.

This saved time and effort.

Here, the intelligent thug approach was the answer.

I could feel everyone in the lobby staring at me in shock after my sudden action.

And amidst the chaos, the flustered receptionist shrieked.

“W-what do you think you’re doing?! I’ll call the guards!”

“Guards? Guards? Call them! Call them all and let the whole world know that the Adventurer’s Guild is screwing over adventurers! Is this a country or what?!”

The vast majority of adventurers held no nationality.

Countries had borders, and ordinary citizens without connections couldn’t cross them freely.

Those who operated within a single nation didn’t need to renounce their citizenship, like Cheryl.

But true adventurers, those who roamed the world, often relinquished their nationality altogether.

However, this meant that in countries that prioritized their own citizens, adventurers without backing were often unfairly treated.

This was the reality of fantasy life.

Since the world was overflowing with chaos and destruction, the drastic reduction of adventurers due to such unscrupulous practices was a serious problem.

Thus, the continents had united and proposed a solution: the Adventurer Protection Act.

“Negligence in request management and inadequate post-incident handling! An atrocious attempt to compensate for the guild’s financial losses by unfairly burdening innocent individuals! And delayed response despite us resolving the root cause of the incident! This makes me suspect you were involved in illegal slave trading with those mercenaries by selling them information! Adventurers are the easiest targets, aren’t they? Fine, let’s do this by the book! Bring in a circuit judge! Now!”

The free informational booklet, printed on expensive paper and distributed during adventurer registration, often met the same fate as instruction manuals: “I’ll read it later.” Then, it would be lost or forgotten, a tragic end for such an important document.

Honestly, it contained crucial information, like the legal rights and protections I had just invoked, and it deserved a short quiz.

“Th-that’s absurd! Don’t make such baseless accusations…”

“Absurd? Why are you the one judging that? From now on, the laws of Itsiel and the Continental Adventurer Protection Act will do the judging! Why are you still here? Call the guards!”

I had heard that some ignorant people, unable to make a living without adventurer work, still looked down on adventurers.

But I never imagined I’d encounter such prejudice in the city closest to the capital.

That ignorant receptionist would learn a lifelong lesson about what happens when you’re challenged legally.

I made eye contact with Gaendal, who was staring at me with a dumbfounded expression, and winked.

He burst out laughing and quietly stepped back, leaving the situation to me.

“What’s all the commotion?”

“The receptionist was involved in illegal business?”

“The guild ripped off an adventurer, they say?”

The advantage of a loud voice was the ability to start with one-sided slander.

Even if it was just an ordinary problem, the accusation of unfair treatment against an adventurer, regardless of its truth, naturally drew attention, especially in a place filled with adventurers.

Finally grasping the situation, the other receptionists approached me nervously.

“If you continue to disrupt business with such baseless accusations…”

“Call the guards! And the judge!”

“Kyaaa!”

Asirye might have been right.

I seemed to attract trouble wherever I went.

Finally, my righteous cries, combined with the receptionists’ pleas, brought forth the Guild Master.

“W-what is all this commotion? Let’s talk this over.”

His plump figure was a stark contrast to the capital’s Guild Master.

He appeared strangely submissive, prioritizing appeasement over authority, suggesting a life closer to violence than law.

“You talk funny, Guild Master. I’ve been trying to talk this over.”

“B-but the reception desk…”

“That’s just me casually kicking it. Before and after that, we were just talking.”

Destroying a wooden reception desk with a single kick was certainly an intimidating performance.

I spoke in a deliberately flippant manner, adopting a typical thug persona, and the Guild Master’s eyes darted nervously.

The crowd, realizing this was more than a simple disturbance, grew larger as the Guild Master appeared.

“What’s… Damn it! Why is the Mad Dog here?”

“What? He’s the Mad Dog from the capital?”

Unexpected support began to pour in.

“Doesn’t that bastard flip out before even settling down?”

“Wow, so the guild really did rip off an adventurer?”

“And what about the illegal slave trading accusations?”

This was why one should live a consistent and honest life.

I had only been active for a little over a year, yet people who knew my infamy had appeared near the capital.

The murmurs turned into a buzz, and the Guild Master, realizing the situation, began to tremble, cautiously reaching out to lead me away.

“L-let’s forget about the desk. Why don’t we go upstairs and discuss what happened…”

His actions were suspicious.

Was he deliberately ignoring us because he had something to hide?

Why insist on going upstairs when this could be resolved here?

Of course, I wouldn’t fall for such a trick.

This was my home turf; I wasn’t about to walk into enemy territory.

“No, Gaendal and his companions, for the sake of the guild’s request and the kingdom’s prestige, worked tirelessly, even through the night, to find the refugee village and eliminate the heinous mercenaries who were killing innocent citizens of the kingdom and selling them into slavery! And not only that, but they even escorted the victims to the city for their safety! And then, what do you know? They’re labeled as deserters and dishonored! How can this be, unless the laws of the kingdom are upside down and justice has vanished?! Isn’t that right, Guild Master?”

I subtly dodged his attempt to lead me away with exaggerated gestures, raising my voice.

The surrounding noise subsided as people focused on my words.

“Those cowards, who fled after witnessing the atrocities committed by the forty mercenaries in the first village, claiming it was outside the request and that they would report it to the city! Those true cowards not only tarnished the honor of Gaendal and his companions but also ran off with the reward! And even after calmly explaining this with the vast generosity of the ocean, that receptionist, she keeps calling them deserters, saying the decision has already been made! How can we tolerate this?! Isn’t that right, everyone?!”

“P-please, sir, let’s go inside…”

He was even calling me “sir,” despite being twice my age.

People were the same everywhere.

“Is this something to discuss inside?! What are you trying to hide by going inside?! Only those with something to hide whisper in secret!”

But I was a resourceful man, capable of utilizing even this situation.

As the gathered crowd stared at the Guild Master with suspicion, sweat poured down his pale face.

Good.

Let’s take this as far as it goes.

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[Man Eldmia really kmnows how to fuck people over, i wish he’d ….. me too]