Pov - Sylmare

I’m sitting on my office chair, staring at the three idiots who came proudly walking in with no fucking information. The Ambrosius Kingdom sent them to help convince the guild that there is no problem and to allow them to start the dungeon exploration in earnest. However, what they came back with just accounts for literal garbage! What are we supposed to do with it, sure we now know that abyssal creature is trapped, but we don’t know if there are more or even if these creatures are truly trapped as the librarian said? Hell, we don’t even know if the next abyssal creature we meet inside the dungeon is also going to be trapped. I could probably go down there and kill the abyssal creature, but the stupid guild rules are stopping me. I don’t even know if I could kill it because we got no level on the thing, we haven’t even gotten a visual on the damn thing and the priestess just got her skill change by looking at it. So I don’t know if I could kill the creature, I’m just hopefully thinking, where was I? Oh, stupid guild being hesitant about things just because the team sent in was immediately merked.

I then realized that I just thought through all of that in front of the three idiots who just gave me their report, looking hopeful for some praise. I can’t even truly reprimand them because they're part of the Kingdom nearby. So I’m just going to give them the most strongly worded complaint I possibly can give them without being rude enough to anger the faction behind them. “I’m sorry to say this, but the information you brought back was worth very little. Most of what you have here is clearly the librarian deflecting things. So the next time you grab information like this please get more information cause as I said previously this information is currently useless to use.” I don’t even know what came out of my own mouth, but it seems to have gotten into the thick skulls of the idiots.

“We understand that the information we brought back was not satisfactory, but the librarian seem less inclined to reveal more.” The one sitting in the middle immediately replies as if he had this already planned out. Which just ticks me off even more. “Also, you failed to truly see the part where there could be more of these creatures, which involve more than just the self-explanatory parts.”

“What does that have to do with anything?” I stupidly ask without thinking about it.

“It’s simple. So simple, in fact, a child could figure it out.” He says without any change in his face after just insulting me directly to my face, this almost brings me over the tipping point, but I’m able to keep my cool even just barely. “It shows that there is a higher chance of there either being more books like the kobold one or that the kobold one has much more to show us than just the mines.”

Huh, isn’t it already obvious that there is more than one book like the kobold one because well the kobold one was quite literally called Kobold king Vol.1. So there has to be more than just 1 volume, right? I’m not just overthinking this, right? It's pretty evident, but I just don’t respond to his now-forming shit-eating grin with my thoughts, I just point behind him to signal for him to leave before I pummel his ass into a bloody heap where even resurrection magic can’t fix his broken ass. I just can’t stand to look at the racist ass country representative any longer.

His grin disappears, and he signals with a hand sign for his two shoe-licking scum to follow him. When he fully leaves after was seemed like forever with my much higher perception mixed with their leisure, I slam my fist into the table and almost yell out of frustration at the imbeciles that were sent to “help” me. However, before I’m able to fully vent the frustration I am feeling, a person knocks on my door. I quickly fix everything up to look presentable and call “Come in”. But it comes out far more angry sounding than I wanted it to be.

The person that opens the door looks thoroughly terrified, and I wonder if the dungeon has sent out that abyssal creature, no that can’t be it because why would this girl be shaking even more now that she is in my line of sight? If I were in my own line of sight in that situation, I would feel far safer than out with the monster. So why is this girl so terrified? I wait for a solid minute before the girl works up the nerve to sit down and continue with what she came here to do. But she just freezes up one more time when we make eye contact, so to quickly remind her why she's here, I grunt into my hand, which causes her to jump slightly while yelping. But overall it worked well because she finally seems like she was about to talk.

“I’m Diane, a rank C adventurer sent here by the guild to deliver this letter.” She says as if reading off a script, holding out a white envelope.

The girl is still clearly scared, but I can’t tell why, so I narrow my eyes on her to see if I can find anything wrong. She then just passes out, for some unknown reason. I quickly grab her and run to the Field Hospital at top speed, scared if she was affected by some poison or if an undead cursed her.

When I arrive a nurse walks up, takes her without a word then leaves me there. So I’m then just left there, in the middle of the hospital, just standing there awkwardly. But I have trained for scenarios like this, so I run away. Even faster than it took me to arrive there, I made my way to my office and then shut the door as quickly as I could without alerting the surrounding people.

I let out a sigh because as my maid once said, ‘running away is sometimes the best option.’ her words have never been more true, because what is worse than an awkward situation? I hate politics because it is always awkward and full of emotions you don’t want to feel. You can’t even punch the person in front of you when they piss you off, life as an adventurer is so much simpler. I don’t even comprehend why anyone would take a political class, sure a King taking a King class is fine and kind of expected, but why does a baron or a viscount need to take their respective classes, that come with the title? All they need to do is rule a small piece of land, they don’t need to sign a great treatise or embark on a journey to unite kingdoms in a common cause.

My thoughts stop as I see the white envelope sitting on the ground. I completely forgot about the letter after the messenger passed out. I almost immediately facepalm myself at my stupidity, but I hold myself back to just check the envelope because if I were to do that, I would get into one of these thinking cycles where I just overthink things and ignore the obvious answers to questions.

Walking over, I pick up the envelope from near the chair that is still fallen over after the messenger passed out in it. I walk over to my chair, sit down, then attempt to open the envelope. However, when I try to tear the envelope, it siphons a minuscule amount of my Mana. The envelope, after glowing slightly, then unfolds into the letter. So I’m just left surprised expecting a normal letter like everyone else sends, not these ridiculous procedures for outcomes that are unlikely to happen, but I guess excessiveness is the guild motto. What does this letter even say?

Dear, Sylmare Carthyra

We here at the Adventurer Guild have gotten all your reports on the dungeon's peculiar properties. We have also deemed that the dungeon is unique enough to spend some assets on its exploration. Please do note that as of this letter being sent out, we are sending a guild representative to run the local guild. Also, open the dungeon up for exploration starting the time you finish reading this.

Sincerely, Adventurers Guild HQ

Wait are they calling the adventurers assets or are they talking about money and resources? Wait, that's not the main point, I get to open the dungeon to the public! They're so many unknowns, and they're just willing to open it! We don’t even know if it truly is a dungeon or if it is a product of the fallen empire! Oh, and they're sending another person to “help me”. More like giving the adventurer guild a bigger influence in this town with two different kingdoms' influences. They're even only able to gain an influence here because of the two kingdoms' power struggle over the dungeon.

Damn, another meeting right after I got out of one. I have to somehow convince the two kingdoms to help me spread the news while also talking out terms of taxation rights over the dungeon. That I previously pushed aside for some stupid reason like we have not rated the dungeon yet or something. I already feel like slamming my head into my desk after all the work that pop up over a letter that was less than a hundred words long. What do they see me as, a lowly farmer? This is going to be a huge pain in my ass to complete. I say whining into my palm.