A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head

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Episode 188. Sherwood is Back

In the end, only after burning the mercenary corps application form that Schmidt had written was he able to calm down the rampaging Shushuruta.

This ordeal was avoided only after first receiving Shushuruta’s application, and then receiving Schmitt’s rewritten application.

Shushuruta, who had become the first member of the Sherwood Mercenaries, glanced at Schmitt with displeasure.

“Who is this rascal?”

Schmidt also asked me a question.

-Who is this person?

I introduced the two people to each other.

“This is Shushuruta, the lost sister we met at the bottom of the cliff. She is the princess of the underworld. And this is the golden warrior Schmitt, a former member of the Sherwood mercenary group and the cute youngest member. Let’s say hello.”

They both looked at each other with wide eyes.

They both had a ‘this guy?’ look on their faces.

Well… I left him to greet each other on his own and then threw the pendant I had been keeping at Boris’s disposal.

“What is this?”

“I picked it up while chasing a demon. Give it to the client. He’ll take care of delivering it to the bereaved family.”

Boris opened the pendant and nodded.

“okay.”

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

“You’ve reached gold rank, and you’ve even created a mercenary group. What are you going to do now?”

“What? Have you forgotten our slogan?”

“battle cry?”

I raised one hand in the air.

“Make Sherwood Great Again!”

Boris looked at me with a trembling expression.

“It’s your slogan, so why is it ours?”

“Boris. Do you want to join the mercenary group? We need office workers.”

“Get out. I belong to a guild.”

“regret.”

In fact, there is no one in the current mercenary group who can roll the pen.

At least Shushuruta?

But Shushuruta is too busy looking for information on other members to do that.

In the past, ‘that guy’ took care of everything from handling clients to handling office work…

It’s such a shame that it’s not there.

Even though he was a fallen noble, he was still a noble. It was amazing how he could handle such a thing.

“hmm…….”

I took a moment to think about the specific path forward for the New-Sherwood Mercenaries.

Well… I guess I’ll just have to keep taking care of the requests for the time being.

Because one action is worth a thousand words.

No matter how much you say that the Sherwood Mercenaries have been resurrected, who would believe it?

The resurrected Sherwood Mercenaries have been active in various ways, solving difficult requests one after another, being incredibly trustworthy, with a 100% success rate… … .

Only when such talk spreads around will there be people who will listen to it seriously.

In short, this is a question of trust that goes beyond the obvious.

In the mercenary industry, skill is everything.

It is an industry where you have to prove your skills, whether real or fake.

And Sherwood is a bit eccentric and strange, but it’s a group of the best of the best.

We have to live up to the high expectations that the world knows about us.

There is nothing to worry about.

I’m Sherwood to the core.

Even though he was weak at that time, his success rate in requests was not inferior to that of others.

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

Also, Sherwood’s current staff is only four, including Miho, who is sleeping in the hideout, but each and every one of them is the best in their respective fields.

Not to mention Schmitt, Shushuruta is a genius at information and assassination, and Miho is… cute.

In this way, little by little, the world comes to know about New Sherwood.

By finding and bringing back one by one the people who enjoyed Sherwood’s glory in the past, we can once again show Sherwood’s great presence to the world.

“Hehehe.”

Thinking about it this way, I feel like I’ve become some kind of villain.

[He really looks like a villain.]

Cheonma’s evil words went in one ear and out the other.

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

I don’t know what it is, but the atmosphere is very serious.

I was curious so I took a peek at their handwritten notes… … .

Do you like dried fruit? Do you like meat? They were just chatting about things like that.

What are you talking about with that serious face?

I looked at Shushuruta, who was fiddling around with a very serious expression on his face, investigating his opponent’s favorite food.

I guess this is the work of stealing that great heart.

How scary. Trying to steal someone’s heart through their eating habits.

He shook his head and spoke to Boris.

“Boris.”

“What the heck?”

“Collect all the requests related to the Demonic Beasts scattered around here and organize them. In order of proximity.”

“All of them?”

“Everything.”

Boris looked at me blankly.

“Are you done with it?”

He nodded.

“You have to prove it with your skills.”

“There must be at least a hundred.”

“I like it better. It’s a devil’s party.”

“Oh, this is so annoying.”

Boris grumbled and jotted down my words in a folder.

Even though he grumbles like that, he will definitely get the job done.

“You see the request form I prepared separately earlier? Please give it to me first.”

Boris asked, pulling out a few papers from his folder.

“Are you going to do it right now?”

“My body feels sore.”

“Oh my god, you crazy bastard.”

Would you believe that people have a quota of demonic powers?

Well, that’s me for now.

If I don’t kill the demon even just for a day, I can’t sleep at night.

It was invalid when I was in the Blake Kingdom, but when I returned to the Maia Kingdom and felt the taste that only Masu could give, my hands started trembling.

If this is an addiction, it is a demonic addiction.

We had to move quickly to fill the quota that had been piling up.

“It’s old.”

“Okay.”

I quickly looked over the request I received from Boris and drew the optimal route in my head… … .

I looked at the two members who were still having a serious conversation in writing.

Schmidt seems to have been quiet for a while now, so we should have him join the effort to subdue the demons.

I need to loosen up a bit.

Since he’s a guy who’s so good at squeezing, there’s no need to worry about him…

Shushuruta.

This guy’s specialty is information and assassination, so it doesn’t seem right to turn him into a devil hunt.

It feels like a waste of manpower.

But if you come to the Kingdom of Maya, you must hunt demons.

As a guy who lived in the Blake Kingdom, he probably doesn’t have much experience hunting demons.

So, I’ll let him get a taste of it, and since he’s joined the Sherwood Mercenaries, I’ll have to promote him to Gold rank.

Oh my gosh, Sherwood is a silver level. How can I show my face when I’m so embarrassed?

I need to stamp my name on Miho, who always sleeps in the hideout, and put her in the mercenary group, then kick her out once in a while to tell her to slaughter her own people.

Yes, first of all, start by cleaning up your surroundings.

Let me put it into your head again who the crazy guy in this area is.

Oh, it’ll burst soon and start flowing out.

* * *

Mercenary Guild Headquarters.

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

“Sirnberg branch… 341 requests in one month. 217 of them completed. Success rate… approx. 63%.”

For a major city in the Kingdom of Maya, it didn’t receive many requests, but its success rate wasn’t all that high either.

“Port Laramie Branch. 104 requests in one month. 46 of them completed. Success rate of about 44%.”

Although Port Laramie is a city, the number of requests and success rate fell far short of expectations.

“Manifield Branch. 86 requests in one month. 53 of them completed. Success rate about 61%… … .”

Eva let out a deep sigh.

About half a year ago, after the Sherwood Mercenary Group disbanded, the industry average success rate for commissions dropped significantly.

The mercenary industry showed an unusual downward trend, to the point where it could be said to have entered a recession, with only one mercenary group disappearing.

This was an indirect way of showing how many commissions the Sherwood Mercenary Group had taken on and how high their success rate was.

It was a number that once again showed the greatness of the Sherwood Mercenaries.

‘The influence of the Sherwood Mercenary Group… … There will never be another mercenary group like that again.’

Eva muttered bitterly.

“Numbers don’t lie.”

Palak-

Eva looked over the next document… and her eyes widened.

“Milestone Branch. 304 requests in one month?”

As far as she knew, Milestone had become a wasteland for the mercenary industry, a place that people rarely visited after the Sherwood Mercenary Group was disbanded.

What is this all of a sudden?

What was even more remarkable was what happened next.

“Out of those, 304 were completed? A 100% success rate??”

Eva stared at the numbers, flapping the paper over and over again.

I doubted my eyes.

Are these reasonable numbers?

Besides, it wasn’t a request for escort or finding something.

All of them were requests related to subduing demons.

A record-breaking number that will make you doubt your eyes.

At this point, we can say that the devil around Milestone has dried up.

‘Hmm. That’s an error.’

Eva stood up from her seat, holding the documents without looking any further.

“Excuse me, I think these numbers came out wrong!”

“Give it to me.”

A middle-aged man smoking a thick cigar approached briskly and took the documents Eva was holding.

He exhaled smoke heavily from his cigarette and frowned, his wrinkled forehead furrowing.

“Hmm… That’s a ridiculous number. I’ll try contacting you.”

“Cough! Yes!”

After a while, the man approached Eva with a dumbfounded expression and handed her a piece of paper.

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

“Huh? Nothing has changed?”

“… … That’s right.”

“yes?”

“304 requests in one month, 304 of them completed. 100% success rate. That’s right.”

“……yes?”

The man said, exhaling smoke from his cigarette.

“You know that guy at Milestone? He looks bad, but he’s really mean.”

“Oh, Mr. Boris?”

“Yes, that guy. If necessary, I’ll send you all the magic stones I recovered from the demons as evidence. He’s always incredibly neat when it comes to handling things, so I don’t think he’s lying.”

“uh…….”

The man handed Eva another document, as she blinked in confusion.

“He sent it.”

Sagrak―

Eva took the documents and spread them out in front of her.

It was a document with detailed information.

“Check who the client is.”

Eva immediately took the documents and looked through the list of recipients.